i moved here.

being superwoman can't always save my skin when shite happens. i'd like to believe super woman won't grow tired.

dear friends, i would love you even more if you can send me a good/lousy/small/big/colour/black or white picture of your pencil box. you know where to find me.

why do people take plastic bags from shops when they have a bag? or when they very well know they're gonna dump it 5 mintues later? where is the love

vitamin pills does not replace sleep, why don't people get that? energy boosters do not replace sleep. so dont be silly, stop offering me more vitamins.

tsk tsk. i'm waiting for a miracle to happen. still, i've never been so calm, when i know i'm late on print work, i think the big guy has everything under control.

did you realise it's actually party week.

wed, the girls night out clubbing
thurs, christine's b'day chalet
fri, goodman moving out party
sat, soi's farewell lunch
C and C post wedding dinner
tessa's farewell party

tsk tsk. i'm so exhausted, i overslept, and missed dinner with soi, alice, brian and chris at ann siang.

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at downtown east,
AP: anyone wants a drink?
cheryl: green tea please.
AP: with?
cheryl: ice.
AP: you good!

haha, so dear friends, the PB girls like their drinks on the rocks. christine wanted to pour the rum bottles down our throats for two seconds. we tried tricking her by replacing the empty rum bottles with green tea. i swear! you almost can't tell the difference by it's colour. but apparently, she wasn't drunk enough, or maybe you just can't trick the bartender.

clar, tried 2 secs, and spitted everything out. and she got tipsy after, she tried pouring into vic's mouth, but it hit his eye instead. lol, yes you can't trust the drunk girl too much. mohammad managed to do 5 secs, without any resistance.

also, the latest fad with the PB girls is to promote peach flavored darks in pines, we took our empty barcardi, stuck on the PB sticker and tapped in dark. it's nice to drink from a bottle.