I've got so much to blog!

My trip home - it didnt feel like a vacation, most of the time its like in a dream. I spent hundreds over and lots of time rearranging my schedule and felt that I got nothing out of it.

Oh except the shopping stuffs.

Gwen's gone,gone,gone....not dead though. Hmmmm. The office is pretty dead without her around, quiet sometimes and to an extent, its stupifying (Harry Potter...yes!!!) my vibe. We haven't been to the gym for weeks, its terrible.

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Met up with San, Alex and Dengli last sat, just to bitch. I can never understand why some adults sit around the pub and stare into space, sip beer, not talking to each other. I will never understand that.

Guys and girls sit around, its the BGR topic again. Same old story, but its always interesting to hear it from different people's point of view. My end :

1)To get a guy to like you, you have to be attractive. Even if its an ugly guy.

2)To get a girl to like you, you have to be good with words ... or,have a car.

Simple formula.

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The chain of breakups are starting and spreading, its all linked. Why do girls always fall in love with the wrong guys? I've been in the same shoes but its stupid. And the dumbest thing is ... you know that too.

Silly girl.

The strong emotions faded when I landed back to Changi airport. I met him again to confirm.

Its gone.

That feeling is gone.

Thats why sometimes I really believe that girls can break up with guys for no reason (BUT the other way round is bullshit). Because we fall in love for no reason too.

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I'm working alot lately. Free of charge OT, boss, Free of charge.

Im not complaining though - I'm enjoying it.

I've been avoiding to blog because the page layout does not seems right in my browser, there must be something wrong with Chrome or I.E version that I'm using.

Anyways.

I've been trying to pack more life into my life recently.

Chalet was a success/disaster. Depends who you are. =)





We spent (when I say we, I mean me & dengli and whoever was with us at the point of time) quarters of hours gossiping and biatching loudly about people around us. People worth biatching, oh go read my chinese blog if you're free and you'll know what I'm talking about.

I have not seen Ah Seng, Rong po and Shifu for YEARS. I only come to one conclusion - if you're skinny, either you become very fat, or you become thinner. You may think its crap logic but I saw two very good live examples.




I've said it umpteenth times, but i'm still going to say it again .... YOU LOOK LIKE THYE HONG UNCLE (WITHOUT THE HAT)!



We spent almost coming 200 bucks on the bbq? Oh my god Im starving now lah....




I did help!




Crabmeat crabmeat crabmeat!




The first thing I did. Grab the food basket and sit down.




How desperate am I to put these two together?



Very desperate.
Don't ask me why. I just find it entertaining.



HAHA.




Look sexy with a crabmeat doesnt mean you have to look like a FHM girl.
Muahahahahaha.



The happy go lucky boys were happy...



...until the Jim Virus hit them.



She just have the rich look lah!



The skinny and the skinnier. Lol.



Huimin, Jinping (Gerald's girlfriend), Dengli , Sandy koh and me. Huijuan and Doretta's missing.



Very sweet couple. They disappeared for almost an hour.




Lalalalalalalalalala...sing a song of six pence.




T18 and girlfriends.




Somebody's birthday cake.



THEIR birthdays.




Happy belated birthday!

I'm an idiot. I changed the password, I noted the password, I still got it all wrong. Now the email accounts locked, my computer's the only one that can access to it cos I'm already logged on anyway.

Its the company email!!!!!

Im an idiot.

Im an idiot.

Im a flat chested idiot!

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I thought he was a friend. And so he was.

And then I thought there was something more to it. And so it seems.

And now it seems like, I'm scratching a tunnel out of a hole.

The hole is still a hole. I'm blessed that I still have my fingers in tact, no blood, no nails coming off, no tarnished nail polish......

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You never know a blessing in disguise when its still IN DISGUISE.

I'm supposed to go on a Malaysia run this morning, Malaysia guide arranged, itinerary pre-planned and stuffs. Was fretting over it last night, matching my clothes to get the safest (and poorest but still fashionable looking) look this morning till an SMS cancelled the whole plan.

For no reason, I brought my passport along with me. And for no reason, I flipped through my Visa pages and OMG. MY RE-ENTRY PERMIT EXPIRED ON 15TH APRIL 2009. The last time this happened, I was at Changi airport with my return ticket, they let me in on a basis that I report to ICA immediately the following morning. And in case you dont know, being a PR does not equals to allowing me going in and out of singapore as and when I want.

I pay for the taxes like Singaporeans do, and the 10% service charge when I hardly get any service, and my more expensive education fees, plus I dont get GST offsets ------ and I need to pay for coming into SINGAPORE every year!!!!!

I'm going to pay another 50 bucks for my 5 year re-entry permit again!!!!