Sometimes I feel like we are in different channels when it comes to communication, because most of the time, I'm shunned out even before the connection is established. Firewall. Block out. You talk rubbish, your body language is shouting out to me.

I've once, twice, thrice made my life miserable because you are a miser in giving recognition.

I finally realised that if its for the name that I'm after, then I should really stop giving a damn to all internal affairs. As long as your report card shines, who will really bother to find out how many times you've been in detention or how bad your attendance is?

I have finally become the kind of person you assumed that I was all along, finally.

Happy?

You really made me feel so bad!

Happy chinese new year!

Its still freezing here, funny how the temperature always plunges down whenever I'm back. It was drizzling today, colder.

3 late nights and 3 days of good sleep. I've stopped worrying so much about work after clearing things up with a girl on Saturday, I hate unresolved misunderstandings. Felt so much better after explaining my concerns and receiving (temporary) contentment from the other party --- I want everybody to be happy, work wise and off-work wise.

Yes. I know thats impossible. Its just a "want".

I can see the white air that I breathe.

That's how cold it is now, here in Hong Kong. And yes people, I'm away, meaning = not in town, meaning = phone's on world roam, meaning = for every new year sms you send, its gonna charge for notsurehowmanycents but whatever, its gonna mean alot of my phone bills next month so STOP MESSAGING ME, darlings.

I love you all the same. Happy Valentine's Day *kisses*

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This is not the first time I'm living without my company phone, but believe it or not, I am making an effort trying not to worry about things. If you want me to enjoy a holiday, give me back that damn machine please. Whether or not this action was supposed to mean a good will or not, the attitude that I received actually made me pretty upset. Pretty upset with everything.

I believe I've shown enough figures to proof that I'm working while overseas, and the point of not even checking on these and no sit-down talks anymore...plus the phone and the card, its just as good as telling me that I'm not being trusted anymore.

I'm real sensitive.

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Stuffs that I've bought:

1. Giena's Juju essence (I found a cheaper alternative! but I'll test it out first before I recommend)

2. Alex's accessories (and more to go)

3. Long tees and long shirts (perfect to go with my leggings)

4. Harlem pants (that looks all the same to my mom)

5. Ceramide combs (I bought 2 extras to giveaway)

6. Magazines and more magazines

7. A whole chunk of Lancome testers

I should get my running shoes asap!

Airshow's over! *dancing around my table*

Went spring cleaning at model's apartment yesterday cos we couldn't get a part time maid in time. Thanks to the chinese staff for helping out with the sweeping and mopping while I attacked the horrendous dimension of the model's rooms.

Oh, and the kitchen. Remembered the ant nest I was talking about? The ants disappeared within a week! How amazing. *v*

Weapons.

Mask and gloves ... all set!

Kimmy and I have cleared most of the junk last week, the empty shopping bags (who the hell told me she's broke?!?!?), the price tags, foreign coins, lots of faxed casting sheets, clothes and many empty bottles of facial products. The room looked more spacious after the chinese staff hauled the "christmas tree" out to basement. I wonder how long can the room stay clean.

Same goes to my room！

Singapore Airshow 2010 starts on 2nd - 7th February at Changi Exhibition Centre.

Fazly told me that its only gonna be twice every 2 years, so we won't be having that next year. I was relieved to hear that. It didn't drive me mad last year, but it will be on my nerves for straight 3 mornings (and many nights this week) for a coordination of 16 darlings. Calltime 7am, morning call at 4.30 onwards for all, forget about sleeping, I can't sleep with a peaceful mind anyways....

If you're reading this, please be on time. I will very much appreciate it =)

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Went over to the model's apartment today, it was crazy. Kimmy and I spent almost an hour half to remove all unwanted stuffs, pack them and cast out. Amazing, these pretty faces, amazing. The way they treat the house....they might as well burn it down.

No joke!

Okay and thanks darling Kimmy for her free labour.

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Mandarin Gallery is now my favourite hangout place. Not only for the brands they house, Kimmy and I was happily chatting away (ok it was me ranting most of the time) at Wild Honey this afternoon, the food was oookkkkaaayyy, the ambience good, the service pretty comfortable and the dollar signs were reasonable. I had my all time favourite All-day English Breakfast, the eggs & bread was okay but still, KPO win hands down!!

Cheesecake was out of stock so they served us Berry Pie instead. Thumbs down for that...not really into berries.

And for some unknown reason, their Iced Caramel Latte taste exactly like Baileys. *v*

When asked about his views on Singapore, a model once told me this :

"The people here work work work everyday, but they don't know what they are working for. They have no time to stop and live and enjoy life. "

I sniff sarcasm. After doing what's needed to be done with him, I was rushing back to the office while he wanders about in Orchard Road. I guess he was referring to me in particular....okok I should have treat him coffee and shut him up.

Thats the way we Asians are brought up. Primary school kids' life, be it Hong Kong or Singapore, its more or less the same : 5.30 wake up for school, busy busy busy till 1.30 end school, pack your after-class time with more activities, 2 hour rest and dinner, homework infront of the television and 10.30 off to bed you go. Can't blame us for the way we are now.

And for all you know, I AM enjoying life. If Life = Work.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHA.

Go ahead and judge. I've got nothing to hide.

I'm just sick of not being trusted.

Mom left for Hong Kong this morning. Now I have no reason not to pick up calls.

Except the good ol' "I'm at work lah".