Oh, fade into the ever-mountain-like-piled workingpapers
tell me how not to get emo over this
it's friday night.
i am stucked in office.
sucker sucker sucker.
debbie promised zoo tmr.
butttttt the free tickets are for next weekends.
mannnn
sat hurry come
hurry hurrrryy.
i was out for a fag just now and this super ajsndjsdjfslfj guy bumped into me and hit my right leg.
it is totally mindblowingly(wrong wrong) painful!
u dont wanna know. (or feel)
yes now i shall crawl my way ard the office.
my life sucks.
wooooooooooooo i am alone in the office.
woooooooooooooooooo
wooooooooooooooooooooo
wooooooooooooooooooooooo
fever has taken control over my brain.
hell just broke free.
if i accidentally burn down mediacorp publishing
and u dont get to read any magazines this week,
please blame SUSAN KHO-jklahsdsjcfhdsfsdjfk boss.
it is her fault.
has been, is, and always will be.
i wonder if that buzz buzz bought the present already.
i wonder if my joey is still working right THIS MOMENT.
i wonder what is sherie doing.
i wonder if debbie is working ot.
i wonder if goopy takes its dinner already
i shall talk to igod now.
repent made convenient.
I AM NOT A BIMBO.
CHEERIOS TO MY SUCKY LIFE
BEAMS