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Wednesday, December 03, 2008

Close enough for you to taste.
Saturday,
The night before, in DblO, the increasing pack of young wolves is seriously a turn off. Desperate young boys, typical Asian boys. Didn't stay past 1am, Pris dropped me at Alessandrea's to spend the night. The night was humid, soaked in perspiration.





Late Saturday morning, showered and fiddled with my new phone, cabbed down to work. Tell you a dirty little secret, i only had a mouth gargle with listerine, no toothpaste.
Turned in at about 4am, talking with Mom, telling her about my escapades of Old Changi Hospital.

Sunday,
It was a day ago, Mom got a message from Dad, that he lost his luggage in transit probably. In Algeria, with nothing else but whatever that was clad on him.
An early wake for my Sunday, had a briefing for the upcoming trip across oceans and seas, in just 2 weeks. Tiny part of town with mom and siblings, they got bored with only less than half an hour of shopping, how would they survive the 10days of trip? Next stop to gramp's. A night at Whitchurch's plantation watching Red Planet.

Monday,
Work. The start of December, my incentives would also commence.

Tuesday,
Work.

Wednesday,
An off day, stay home lazy mode. Dad just got back from business trip, in 1 piece thankfully, but no luggage. I wonder has he gotten me a monkey from Algeria.
I just pampered myself, spending quite sometime in the shower scrubbing and you know, ladies thing. Feeling all refresh, i should give myself some weekly manicure too. Let's see, pink base this time, as requested by someone.


There's only two types of guys out there, ones that can handle me, and the mama boys are too scared. But if i brought one down to my lair, he'd never wanna leave, just sit and stare. I'm like the candy floss, i'm bad for you.