I'll be your Paparazzi

Saturday, November 10, 2007

A bloody massacre.
Yesterday, my last day of attachment. Time seems to fly by damn fast like a bullet train, we were all waiting for 4pm to leave the office and to the headquarters in amk. And before i couldn't even take a peek at the time in my mobile, it's already 3pm. Well, i'm still going back there on mondays and wednesdays.
At the amk, we were given feedback forms and there was one column, moment of truth. That's my favourite part, i threw up everything that was kept inside me. Mostly, about that idiot matthew.
He was so boastful when asked about what he did during the attachment, i didn't know he learnt about anti-money laundering and smc meetings. Maybe he had all those up in the bubble above his head while he was sleeping. He had to even literally say out loud, "I want to ask hor, parking outside here need to put coupon?" Isn't that obvious showoff?!
I miss my girl kalai, we had so much to talk about that she even went with me to wait for sayang at his house downstairs. On the journey, sayang only smiled and we talked about the banglas that were swarming around the day before. We walked her to the mrt after that.
Rights, it's only 2 more days to school. I'm gonna see her again, and we'll have yong tau foo everyday.
My sayang had superpowers, during work he text-ed me, " i'm so tired that i could sleep while walking." After work, he text-ed, "i'm so tired that i almost fall while standing on the train sleeping." See, he could sleep while walking and standing, i could only do the latter.
After dinner, traded in the Miami Vice for the game, 300.

I've never watched 300 but i know it's all about killings and extreme violence, so was the game. We had to kill all the persians. We sliced off arms with the sword, chopped off heads with spears, that's how bloody it was.

Sayang slept early, to restore the superpowers for the next day.

Babe, i don't think sleepover is do-able for me, i catchup with you soon anyway, lend you a listening ear. Miss you lots.
Okay, i'm off to bathe now and meet my sweetie chipmunk who's still lazing on bed.

Til then,
i'm still Loving my hubby.


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