THE START TO A HAPPENING FRIDAY

Scene 1:
Woke up at 6.55am, and rushed out of the room to use the toilet (running late by 10 min), only to realise my dad was inside. So patient me decided to wait. Just fyi, my family has a toilet schedule of sorts, so that noone eats into another person's personal morning toilet times. So I wait. And wait. And he emerges at 7.25am (running late by 25 min)!!!!

Conclusion: 35 min late

Scene 2:
Ran down to my favourite mama shop to buy my usual currypuff breakfast, and horrors of horrors, there were NO currypuffs (wasted 5 min + no breakfast)!!!! Walked out to get a cab and managed to get my favourite type of taxi uncle. The sloooooooowwwww and chillax kiind. Refused to go above 80km/h, and left a berth of an airplane between him and the car in front. Uncle, hello??? U think I going on holiday ah? Pui!

So nvm, we eventually reached the Paya Lebar exit, and farking hell, big-ass jam. One lane was moving quite fast, the other was at a complete standstill. Guess which lane my uncle took ah? Make a guess, come on! Yeap, without a doubt, he took the lane which was not moving... I was there at 8.45am. And I was still there at 9.05am (time wasted: 20 min)! By this time I'm simmering, so I asked the uncle to take the other lane. And the moment I did that, the lane I was originally in started moving like a hurricane, and the lane he cut into stopped moving!! And this uncle had no initiative to cut back! Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

Finally reached office at 9.15am with a whopping cabfare of 18 buckaroos. And late does not exist in my company's dictionary. And I blame it all on the uncle. Bloody hell.

Scene 3:
Went to da bao lunch and decided to treat myself to orange-pineapple juice. Love it that they do it on the spot. Saw an orange piece fly between the juicer and the grimy wall. And guess what? The fruit juice man picked it and threw it back into the juicer. And me being the bo chap person I am, took without making any noise, and proceeded to finish every single drop of it!

Scene 4:
Picked at a pimple on my face after lunch. Mistake. My concealer refuses to hide this monstrous growth. And now I'm desperate.

Well, at least the day can only get better, no?? *crosses fingers*

SYSTEM SHUTDOWN

My brain has switched off for the day. I'm turning into froth. Waiting for 6.15... Just 1 hour odd more. Woooooot!

I wonder if tihs sort of life is detrimental. I come to work and really work sooooo slowly. Just because I don't wish to be bored. Perhaps it's only the honeymoon period now. Gimme a few months. I might be begging for space. Like the extreme space I am enjoying right now.

Yes it's Friday tomorrow!!!! Yet the end of another unproductive week... Everyday I come to work and look forward to lunch. And after lunch I look forward to knocking off. I could get used to this I suppose. But Shira says it will make me sloooooooowwwww. And I'll never be able to work hard again. Lol.

Luckily I'm seated right at the back. Or I will dieeeee. Cos if there are people looking, I can't exactly slack the way I'm slacking now.

When is payday?????? I'm so broke I'm dying...

Yay Christmas is coming!!!! Can't wait.

To take up something new or not? Choices choices choices...

Surprisingly, I've started work over a month now. Feels just like yesterday, considering I know a grand total of not more than 10 people. Lol. I'm a bit like the invisible woman around here. But I quite like it. Noone to bug me unnecessarily...

But commuting is still a bitch. They need to think of something to make that darn overhead bridge shorter. Or remove one of those office buildings blocking my path from my office. Poor me has to go around them buildings everyday. WTF?!?!?!

Yes! 5pm! Wooooooooooooot! Can't wait!!!!

SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!

Yayyy! Just changed my blog skin. Yesh, I am that bored.

Woo hoooooo! Half an hour to the end of a cumbersome Tuesday... Just 3 more days to the weekend!!!

OMG, I'm sounding pathetic. But oh welllllllll....

Wah hungry like hell. Feel like fainting...

RAIN RAIN GO AWAY

And the only reason why I am saying this is because I really should be home sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeping... What bee-yoo-ti-ful weather if you are home. Terrible if you need to carry an umbrella and still get drenched. At least my umbrella has such a unique property.

Oh and it's Friday!!!!!!! Woooooooooooooooooooooooot!!!!! Favourite day of the week after Saturday lah!!!!

And in case you were wondering, yup, I am feeling chipper. Nothing can get me down. Whyyyyyyyy???? Cos it's Fridaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!

*pauses to high five myself*

And it's 2pm. Only 4 hr 15 min more to my damn unhappening weekend!!!!!!!!!!!!! Wooooooooooo hoooooooooo!!!!

I am on an unnatural high. Perhaps I've been O.D.ing on Fisherman's Friend. And can someone enlighten me as to why it's called Fisherman's Friend? Cos it was invented by a fisherman? Or only fishermen can eat it? Haha then you can call me Fisherman Yeo Yeo Yeo!!! Oooohhhhhh, maybe, just maybe, fishermen have stinky breath??? Or the sweets are actually MADE FROM FISH!?!?!?!?

Ok so I checked the website. And they are actually meant for coughs and stuff.... Wahhhhh u learn something new everyday yah?

*pats self on back*

FOR LACK OF SOMETHING TO DO AKA ETERNAL RAMBLINGS WHICH DO NOT LINK

Yaaaaawwwwwwnnnnnn... The pace here is slooooooooowwww. Either that or I am used to running around like a frenzied chicken. Not that I am really complaining. OT is non-existent here (at least for now).

I have to master the act of stepping on broken glass. It's a war zone here. Only they don't use physical weapons of destruction. Who's a friend? Who's foe? No point pondering over it. Better off eating my ham and cheese pseudo-sandwich. And why is it a pseudo-sandwich, you ask? Simply cos there's only ham and cheese. No veges, no dressing, no butter. Just a back-to-basics ham and cheese sandwich.

Talking about sandwich, I attempted a no-carb diet. And lasted a grand total of half a day. *pats self on back*. I wanna diet cos I wanna look like Kate Moss. Ok I'm kidding. I skipped lunch yesterday cos I'm broke. Not just normal broke. But flat broke. You can call me Beggar Yeo.

I will try my utmost best to go home straight after work everyday. Cos I'm broke. And cos it's the Hungry Ghost Festival. And I would talk cock on this topic, but my mother says no talking of nonsense is allowed, so next.

Why am I feeling so thirsty today? I've guzzled down 711ml of water since I stepped into the office. And I know the exact amount, cos my pathetic Starbucks tumbler can only hold 237ml. Why 237ml, I've always wondered? Shouldn't it be a nice round number??? Speaking of Starbucks tumbler, anyone wanna get me a bigger one which looks exactly like a Starbucks disposable cold drink cup? I HEART IT. =D

OMG I'm falling asleep. Today is such a sleepy day. And I'm not doing my work cos I left my brains at home. Ok I could go on forever, but I need to go twiddle my thumbs now. Toodles...