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Josephine.
Since 1988.
A tub of Strawberry Cheesecake Ice-cream with my favourite Hollywood flicks pretty sums me up.







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Monday, June 11, 2007

it was an awful day at work.
i shan't mention what and why here.
something very unglam happened.
hymph.

i took half day cuz' i wasn't feeling well.
so i went to the doctor.
it's good to be able to rest and so called 'slack'.
it's bad to skip work as i'm worried that it might affect my grade.
yes, i'm a darn paranoia now.
cuz' i don't want same thing to repeat.
i'm just trying to get over and done with the IAP.
no more hopes to get a good grade,
just wanna get over it. pass it. and that's it.
seriously, i officially hate working now.
i'm preparing to give up any dreams i used to have, leading the life i want.
it's my life.
nobody is gonna give me shit as from now.

anyway,
after a day of torture for my body,
dear bought me 1 cheese cake from coffee bean, a bowl of beancurd from mr. bean to ease my cravings.
darn. where's my auntie anne's pastry? mango tart? cream puff?
i miss them badly.



thought of the day: never thought this day will come..so soon.