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Wednesday, September 28, 2005 Y

i've got my new pair (yes, again) of shoes last week. This time's Adidas. Roger got it for me.


Yea, sorry for da tag. Din wanna cut it since i've not wear it.


SGD $79. Steal? i reckon so. Haa!

Went to do some shopping just now. i actually wanted to get myself some tops and maybe a skirt? Cos my wardrobe is full of useless clothes. i can count how many tops i wear frequently. Maybe 10. Or less? i wear both my levis quite often. i think i need a pair of capris though it's quite difficult to find one tat fit the length of my short trotters. Shall hunt it down by next week. Hur! Err..maybe in 2-3 weeks time, cos i just bought mommy a pair of Sapphire earrings at Citigems.

i'm broke. Very. Maybe? lol.


Yours truly . . . 9/28/2005 06:20:00 PM





Wednesday, September 21, 2005 Y

It's Wednesday, again. i had Zinger for lunch.

The neighbour living above me is a bastard. i detest him to da core. Walls were scribbled " O$P$ #11-165 " everywhere. This is not the first time. He's jeopardizing everyone's lives.

Then...

My parents and i were horrified. Cos tat's our unit number. GDMFSOB. We lodged a police report immediately. More writings all the way down to 6th storey.


And the loanshark wrote tat bastard's name with my unit number. Damn piece of shit man!

His own flat was smeared with red paint! Even da flats beside his weren't spared!

Shame on him! So inconsiderate, he should think for his own family safety wot. i pity his only daughter. Wotever it is, i just hope trouble stays outta us.

Okie, shall post something pleasant.

Zouk Pre-renovation Party.


Tat's Huanbin and me at members.


Sean and David with their many many juggies.


Sean drinking like there's no tomorrow!


And he's drinking again!


Yours truly . . . 9/21/2005 05:12:00 PM





Tuesday, September 13, 2005 Y

Yesterday was the best Monday ever. Since day one of work. Not crowded & in a relaxed pace. And nightmare came in the form of newborn babies today.
Anyway, i think i'm in love with the pair of Adidas Detroit Girls sneakers from the Kids Lifestyle Collection.
Buy or not?

Yours truly . . . 9/13/2005 06:43:00 PM





Monday, September 12, 2005 Y

Many times, i wish to spend my day lazing around. Clicking & surfing around on the Internet but reality seeped right through. i spent most of my time in the clinic, slogging my guts out serving difficult parents. All just to get my income in my bank account at the end of each month.
i'm envious of those who gets sufficient time to spend. It's like they've no worries. They can sleep till late mornings/noons or early afternoons, bring their butts towards the computer & not getting up till bedtime. i used to be like tat, until i got a job.
A job, which forced me to make short term goals & reward myself after a hard day's work monetarily. Gradually, long-term goals came into the picture. It got me thinking tat saving up for a rainy day is fucking essential.
i think i've grown up in some ways but there's still a kid in me!

Yours truly . . . 9/12/2005 07:08:00 PM





Sunday, September 11, 2005 Y

Gabriel and Dresden was a disappointment last nite. Their 1st gig in April was definitely better. David & us left early. Headed for some food at River Valley. Their Nasi Ayam Goreng is superb!


Taken outside Zouk, Courtesy of David's phone.

Oh, i'm teething! *rolls in pain*

Btw, Happy 20th Birthday to my Miss Eunice Ng! Love ya to bits!


Yours truly . . . 9/11/2005 07:06:00 PM





Thursday, September 08, 2005 Y

Today's tiring. Didn't get enough sleep cos we went Zouk last nite. Hehe. Sorta guest appearance. Everyone was kinda......surprised?
Work on Tuesday was chaotic. Our main server tripped and hence, we gotta go computer-less the whole day. Luckily there was no afternoon clinic.
Saturday was nonetheless Devils nite. Huanbin came & joined us. Drinks were power. i'm getting addicted to Waterfall. Haha!
Oh, we went to COMEX too.


Look at the heaps of peeps! They are actually climbing up the escalators. Think the management switched it off to hasten the flow. i heard from a friend tat they even had their doors locked so tat peeps only go to COMEX by the one & only existing escalator. Roger & i were in awe. Fortunately, we are smart enough to go COMEX first instead of having our lunch. By the way, bumped into Ms Vicky! There's a cosmetic & frangrance sale going on & GOD, she bought goods worth approximately $800? i realli admire her love for cosmetics. =]


Yours truly . . . 9/08/2005 10:11:00 PM







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