When emptiness creep in

I had several drafts posts pending, I wrote them halfway but I am stuck at it and went off to sleep. This happened for a few nights thus account for the few pending posts, I have a lot to say just like

1) this guy I knew last Sat who is 12 years older than me and so happened to be staying right beside my block and is freaking me out,

2) how I wanted to buy G900 but is out of stock and made to wait for 2 weeks,

3) my stress level is filled to the brim in order to stay in the rat race,

4) my ex mgr whom I din saw for 2mths commented that I put on weight and I become paranoid and try to abstain from supper but yet ended up at HKG cafe just now at 11pm.

I used to believe in you, believe in love but now, as I looked around, I realized there is nothing I believed in anymore. I drained all my energy in work cause I thought by the time I reached home, I would not have any ounce of energy to think of anything but sleep and awake to another one of those mundane routine. But every night, as I toss about in bed, the other side of my bed is empty now replaced by my laptop.

Awaiting for a satisfactory response

Shoot a letter to SPH together with a photo of my leg. I saved you guys the trauma because I didn’t think you guys will like to look at gruesome red bumps.

Fuck, it been the third day, condition just doesn’t improved, I think I probably need a jab, and I am having roadshow this whole week, and because of this damn fuck suay incident, I can’t wear skirt, only restricted to jeans, and the damn scorching hot weather and sweats just doesn’t do justice to my condition.

Ok, I know very random, but,

In life, there are three kinds of people;

1) those who make things happen,

2) those who watch things happen,

3) those who wonder what happen.

So to which you belong to?

Don’t step on my tail today

This is infuriating!!!!!

I don’t know where to start.

I was at Grapevine yesterday night, happily playing our Texas Poker and drinking Hoegaarden and as the night continues, our thighs were itching and realised to our utmost horror, FUCK, we got bitten by bed bug and so we shifted to another table, the server got the fucking nerve to say that a lot of customers had complained before, READ THE WORD: A LOT, WHAT DOES IT MEANT? IT MEAN THE PROBLEM IS STILL UNSOLVED BECAUSE A LOT HAD COMPLAINED. WHAT DID YOU GUYS DO? SPRAY PESTICIDE. HELLO, HAVE SOME COMMON KNOWLEDGE, YOU THINK IS AS EASY AS KILLING MOSQUITOES, IF YOU FUCKING DON’T KNOW, LET ME TELL YOU, THE EGGS ARE THE HARDEST TO KILL. THROW AWAY THE SOFA AND CALLED FOR PEST CONTROL. YOUR FURNITURE ARE SECOND HAND STUFF, EITHER STOP BUYING THEM OR THROW AWAY CAUSE IS SECOND HAND.

Now, who is going to compensate for my medical bills? I woke up this morning with big round red bumps and my gf need to take MC and there goes her salary because is paid on a per day event basis. Not even a word of sorry or in any form try to make up for it, the staff just looked at you helplessly and shrugged. TRAIN YOUR SERVERS PROFESSIONALLY, AND NOT SOME BIMBO AH LIAN WHO IS ALREADY SHOWING HALF OF HER BLACK BRA, THIS IS NOT A KTV PUB.

Yes, you can know how fucking angry I am.

No, I am not going to return there any more even though is one of my favourite place.

I wonder

How strange that two persons who are madly in love, who goes through all the ups and downs together, who compromises on each other can become total strangers overnight and have nothing in common to talk about?

my DEaR fRIend CK

…..so where are you, my dear friend? Why have we stopped talking all of a sudden? We clicked so well right from the first time we start talking and I always thought you were my soul mate but you proved me wrong.

I miss mahjong-ing, I miss supper-ing, I miss movies, I miss smoking, I miss the way you gone all red after a couples of drinks, I miss 5-10-ing, I miss sitting in your car and laughing over the spiderman joke, I miss the songs in your ipod, I miss analyzing soccer matches results, I miss msn-ing for hours, I miss web cam-ing, I miss your sweet goodbye kiss, I miss you hugs, I miss cooking for you, in short I miss everything about you.

I still remembered our movie dates, our supper nights, our viwawa games, web cam when you are out stationed, soccer matches and Newcastle, jacket from you, ktv, overnight mahjong at your house, daily msn about your every day updates, in short I still remembered everything vividly just like it just happened yesterday.

So have you forgotten all these, my dear friend? Doesn’t it at least hold some memories for you? If it does, why are we behaving like strangers? If it doesn’t, then is this just one of your game plan?

Your stuff are still with me, i guess the final last time when I get to see you is when the day you come and get it from me. And when the day come, I wished I could rush up and hug you and tell you all the above, but i guess after all, I am just a fucking coward.

Mi love

Learn to love yourself first before you expect anyone to love you back.

Mental Disorder

For once, I am feeling super

STRESSED UP

that I feel like pulling my hair apart. ARGH!!!!!!!!

Exams is just next week, I am only done with two chapters so far, not very productive I know, but yet I am channeling all my energy and attention in work which isn’t suppose to be so at this point of time. Oh gosh, I am overly obsessed with money, but who doesn’t? 🙂

I gotta miss Phuture this Fri and next Wed (is Ivy”s birthday some more).

Fuck life,

Fuck men.