开心的小蝎子！

       Not too long ago, i started my new cravings for Espresso. I drink not

            for da sake that i was sleepy and wanted an energy booster,

              it was because i like to brew coffee using da coffee maker!

                 i am no difference from a GUN DU (it means dummy)

                                                 you see …                            

  And of course through this coffee maker thing, i then learned about how

                          Espresso is being brewed and then served.

          The very first time i tried, I prolly scoope 2 teaspoons of the

Espresso coffee powder, added the creamer and sugar, and then stir them

      altogether with hot water in da cup. It seems so weird with that cup

                              of coffee even then, i drank it still.

            LOL … I never know it has to be filtered then can consume.

                                    think i was at starbuck arh!

    that small cup of Espresso is enough to keep you awake da whole night.

however, da Espresso i used to drink in the office ain’t that strong, i can

                       still sleep through every night soundly as usual.

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       i’m gonna finish IAP very very soon. I’m gonna miss da pantry alot. 

  Nono! It’s da friendly Malay aunty cleaner, whom i  know since my first day

         in ST, never fails to brighten up everybody’s day i’ll missed, alot.

   And when i recalls back, there’s actually none of a single working day i

                 will not get to see & greet her good morning de lo=)

                                 " ARHLO AUNTY, GUD MORNING~"

            i  even have a new pretty flowery blue cup replaced my dark

       blue plastic cup during my 5th week there. It’s a gift from this

                                     generous kindhearted aunty:D

                       Oh my … can she really reads people’s mind?

                   i was wanting to get a ceramic one from home already!

          Hohox … but in any ways, thank you so much aunty Sabariah(hope

                     i’ve not remembered or spelt wrongly, so sorry:P) …

                           It’s kind of very similar to Sabrina, isn’t it?

                                   i saw Anna holding one too, hehe …

   A hardworking Franch Lady who has been sitting opposite me since day 1.

Before i know about her nationality, da sua ku-us thought she’s a German!

                         all da while she has been speaking French la.

                     Francois, your German is soo fantaaabulous. HAHA!!

More pics inside the office …                                       

                                                    the pantry …   

    … aiyoos, da table reminds me of da delicious food and my stomach’s

                  starts growling … i gotta go to fill my stomach NOW.

                                                    till then!

                               This morning was another bless.

  meow meow got up at 6am to cook me fish porridge, knowing that i haven’t

   been eating some healthy stuffs in da office these days. And on top of it, he

   also bought me beancurds(he really knows my craves)which i only have it on

  every weekend mornings.(It’s cos my dad said beancurds will cause legs to

become weaker, thus i find it somehow true la. despites mom didn’t comments

                   much about it, but she’s my only supplier liao! *grins*)

                           I really do not know what a person i am.

                            needed someone badly to confront …

               no, i am not thinking too much. in fact i tried not to.

   i want a mirror that can reflect who da hell is me inside da shell of my body.

                                          is it you, my soul?

      i am not even sure if i have one. i want and i need a VENTING machine.

                     i used to think i know how to cherish what i have

                          in my hands more than anyone out there.

                     it is sad to say, i didn’t and i’m simply so dumb.

              i HATE talking on da phone, to be more correct i dread using it.

why is it that da phone itself shud works in da way it’ll generate radiation in it?

  it is not an excuse. it makes me feel irritates and subsequently, headaching.

         AND ANYWAYS …

                            i hurt him again, and again in da phone.

                da phone was not totally the causes, it was me to blame.

              he was very sad over many things already, and i added more. 

i’m deeply sorry to you, meow meow. i’m being too selfish to think for myself

                and failed to shower my care for you at that point in time.

           The reason why i did this entry is becos i know i’ve really hurt you.

                      I just want to dedicate this small little part for you.

i can sense over da phone that you’re holding back to yourself to whatever

                             shitty words i added to my sarcasm.

   Still, you just choose to leave it all aside and even came up to talk me over.

                         My poor lil’ meow meow, i’m truely sorry.

                            What shud i do to make it up for you?

                       And do you really think i’d changed for you?

      oh, sooo da color font is back and can be added into the entry now.

          goshh … da color i apply here is obviously better and brighter.

          Had a good catch up with my secondary girl-friends yesterday

                          at Plaza Singapura, da Cafe Cartel.

    wiiao, managed to get a little present for my mom before heading home.

                but i’ve forgotten to get da cake at Bengawansolo!!

                       hmm, i must get it by today, no matter how!

          Before i went to meet da girls, i was at Orchard Takashimaya

                   celebrating Mother’s Day with my mom and 2nd sis.

                              Mom, thank you for all these years.

                  through the years you’d always saved da best for us.

                i love chatting with you and i promise to be there

                   listening to your complaints with my ears all open.

                       it is becos you’re my one & only beloved mom.

               you’re da one who gives us da best needs, care and loves.

   oh, then what about dad? hehe! both dad and you balanced my needs.

  i regret everytimes for throwing tantrums at you and apologies after that,

  but you’d have forgive and infact explained to me of the wrongs i did.

                                 even though we’re all grown up.

           i know the worries that are floating in your mind, is always US.

              it’s not easy to bring up a child, and you’ve brought up 3.

  there are soo many more i’d wanna thank, but … mom, i just wanna tell

      you, i love you simply so much but way too far than you loved me.