I have a soft spot for silly female species who gets themselves hurt in the course of love. Even if they are the bitches that always mess with me.
Who wouldn't? We're all women. And we all know how it's like to fall in love...with the wrong man.
Sigh.
Come on over and let's hug.
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I put on some weight. Ever since Christmas.
I've not stopped meeting friends for dinners ever since christmas. Good for network, bad for size. I was really ambitious to make that flab around my intestine disappear, I set a deadline to achieve that in two weeks, which extended to another two weeks and now that flab has only ceased a little.
I think its a lump. Or I'm pregnant.
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March as usual is exceptionally busy. We've got a new colleague in, thank goodness she's slightly smarter than the rest of newcomers that I've (kindddaaaa) chased away since last year. If P was a caramel hot fudge sundae with whip cream, then R must be that fried oyster with char kway teow for supper. Both contributes much effort in high blood pressure.
I'm hoping this lady stays longer. And I think she will. She looks like a survivor, slow and steady survivor.
