She speaks. Or rather, she writes.

my working place apparently not soo bad.. we have celebrated bdays twice oredi, n both times it was secret recipe’s cake.. yummy.. n they din make me chip in the pool of collections.. wic i guess makes the cake even yummier.. hehehee..

though i still hate working.. i havent yet figured out a schedule tat includes everything like when to do laundry, when to read paper, when to exercise.. all these things were neatly in place when in campus.. when classes startat 10, it IS possible to wash clothes, go jogging before.. but now.. sigh.. i came back n got straight into a bad mood cus i forgot to hang out my jeans tat i wash yesterday.. n now it has lost the ‘newly washed smell’.. (doubt i wud get any sympathy from ppl- most have maids tat attend to tis crap) hahahahah.. tapi bengang gaks aaa… why my brother tak tolong???? heheheheh
~ prob cus i never help him when it comes to his clothes..

n reading paper. when shud i do tat???? in campus, between classes go library n there it is.. now.. dunno why my office no paper (prob got but hands-off to fresh trainees) n when i get back tv seems to grab more attention.. plus its just no fun reading at nite.. alternatively i cud get around to actually putting my palm to good use n synchronising newspapers into it every morning during breakfast.. yeaaaah.. how come i never did tat???? hahahahaha.. self discovery blog..

n il just have to jog in the evenings lorrrr.. wic im gonna do no