Suddenly everyone's immune system is WEAK.

And suddenly, everyone's so fucking afraid of the deadly flu that these TWO days, our department has received dozens of calls for TAMIFLU and N95 Masks.

Unfortunately, WE DON'T DISTRIBUTE THEM!

HAHAHAA~!

The competitor, ZooLick, apparently, doesn't distrubute them either. LOL.

And so we've been pushing those kiasu (afraid of losing, in another term, competitive) and kiasi (afraid of dying, in a nicer term, self preserving) customers back and forth much like a very hiong (exciting) game of ping pong.

The fear of the pig, duck, chicken, cat, dog, horse, goose, mouse, cow, man influenza has pratically driven sales of Hibiscrub and other antiseptic pharmaceutical items through the roof.

*That reminds me that I need to buy some antiseptic solution of my own and possibly some alcoholic swab to clean the keyboard of my lappy.*

Mould has started growing out of the crevices.

>_<

P.S: I've finally received my pay! The fucking HR department had fucking keyed in my account number wrongly and hence delayed my pay. WTF.

WHY ME?!

Everyone has gotten their paycheck but MOI.

WTF.

Why am I always the one afflicted with payment problems?!

*EXPLETIVES*

Anyway, J lost his job AGAIN.

We went ice skating and he fell a dozen times.

SIGH.

I CHOPPED MY HAIR!

... AND ITS NOW SO FUCKING SHORT I FEEL UGLY THOUGH J BEGS TO DIFFER.

GRADUATION DAY IS ON THE 28TH OF MAY AND I'VE YET TO PAY MY LIBRARY FINES, RENT THE GRADUATION GARB AND BOOK ANOTHER TICKET FOR THE QUEEN BITCH.

I'M LOVING WORK WHEN THE EXEC ISN'T AROUND AND THE WORK LOAD ISN'T SO HEAVY; THOUGH IT MIGHT MEAN THAT SALES IS BAD AND THERE'S NOT MUCH MONEY GOING AROUND.

I'VE BEEN THROWN WITH 2 COMPLAINTS IN THE ONE MONTH SINCE WORK STARTED, AND THAT MIGHT JUST MEAN A LONGER TIME TAKEN FOR CONFIRMATION.

OH WELL, AS LONG AS I GET PAID, I DON'T REALLY GIVE TOO MUCH OF A DAMN.

IN THIS MONTH ALONE, I'VE SPENT ABOUT $200 ON RESTAURANT FARES.

BEEN PAYING FOR ALL THE FUCKING GOOD FOOD WHILE OUT WITH J WHILE HE ONLY BRINGS ME TO SMELLY COFFEE SHOPS WITH BIG FLIES.

RAWR~!

But this trend will stop. Because I don't think it is fair.

I just realised my CAPS entry. Guess I'm too used to typing in CAPS all day at work.

*I took pictures, but I'm too lazy to post them up.*

*I'm too fat to look decent in pictures these days.*

Work is taking it's toll on me, and office politics just gets more everyday.

I HATE IT.

Anyway, I've been too addicted to Restaurant City to blog much, though some interesting things have been happening.

I bought a new pair of Ipanema Grenadhas Jelly sandles from Novo on Baptism day when the Buy And Throw Away pair gave way the moment it touched water.


I'm loving it!

Can't wait for payday!!

Tiredness.

Finally, I'm free of all shackles.

2+6=8

Crazy Puma Apparel sales at Comtech, near my office.

1 for $24, 6 for $100.

We commbined our receipts and as of today, I've bought 8 jackets.

Kept one for myself and gave the rest to the Bratz, Sisters and Tormentors.

*sigh*

I had no idea this Friday was Good Friday.

Saturday will be my baptism at East Coast, and I'm cringing at the thought of getting dunked into smelly sea water.

If only they could do it at Sentosa instead. Ugh.

Anyway, yesterday I had Baptism classes in the morning till late afternoon, and I'd bugged the Tormentors to pick me up from church.

The Queen Bitch dragged the unwilling ( The Father Figure et Moi ), to Geylang Serai for yucky wet market shopping where this stinking fish seller splashed fishy, slimy crap on my feet.

WTF.

I got the Father Figure to buy a big grouper for Grand, and dropped off the fish at her place before going home to shower and change

and then I drove us back to Grand's for dinner.

=.=!!

The relatives were there and were thus obligated to give me some birthday money, WHICH I REALLY DON'T MIND!

=D

Aunt Sindy gave me this necklace with a key and lock pendant which I SUPER LOVE, but the Queen Bitch had to comment about how it looked like a dog tag. What a bitch.

I tried it on but the necklace was too long so I wound it up around my wrist and wore it as a bracelet instead.

I dare say it looks better around my wrist. =D

Some asked why did she give a key AND lock instead of just a key, and she was momentarily lost for words.

I told them that a key meant "Allowed to roam free, albeit the right lock." while a lock meant "Prison".

So the with the lock AND the key, would it truly mean "Freedom".

The Doctor says I sit for too long.

Went to Changi General Hospital early in the damn morning, where I was supposed to meet Justin for McBreakfast but we'd both dozed back to sleep until 9:30am and by the time I was ready, it was already 10:30am.

He had to buy breakfast for me while waiting for me, and I had to gobble my breakfast during the walk to CGH.

Got to Clinic F, registered, and was called in within 10 minutes.

I was told to take off my pants, and my ass was probed. LOL.

And so it seems I got piles.

"You sit for too long."

WTF?!

The irony! I only contracted the symptoms during Internship, where I stood for 7 hours straight!

WTF.

I now suspect I might have a tumour somewhere else instead of just piles on retrospect.

But damn, I'd rejected the option of a colonscopy and ligation in favour of medication.

Three fucking months worth of medication...

Anyway, we went window shopping around Illuma (sp?), the new mall beside Bugis Village, and it was barely open, with 3rd level stores all open with no customer.

Pathetic.

And for every storey, there were only TWO cubicles for toilets. WTF. Perhaps the developers knew very well that the location will not be attracting much crowd and that TWO cubicles per loo is more than enough.

HAHA.

Justin pitied the pushcart girl selling lip gloss on the first level and bought me a lip gloss!

*I would've posted the pictures here, but my phone and laptop isn't cooperating at the moment.*

Sigh.

I saw this top with fucking nice tattoo designs on it, but it costs $79!

Ugh.

My pay cheque isn't here yet. If only I had my pay already!