Now you see him*,now..you.......(waiting..still waiting.)ok..He will be gone la.
You should know I am referring to Bert by now.

Bert's wife(actually his name is Eddie,my contact centre manager) is actually more than 5 years(till dunno what..my bet is 7-9,or maybe 10) years his senior and brings home double the dough he does.
Wow.
No wonder they are so rich.
Lucky Bryan(or Brian..honestly,I prefer this spelling) and Ethan.
(their offsprings)

Argh..he is suppose to be off tml but he just mentioned he will be here tml morning.
Come on!!!
Sian.

Yawns...
*coughing*
Tears welling my eyes,wetting my new contacts.
Yep,I changed to a fresh pair this morning.)

Ok..he is gone.*poof*
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Cold cold.
further freezing myself with a cup of cold soya milk.

When I smile,I realise how fat my face is.The round cheeks are sagging.
Yikes.
The first sign of f8t and age is catching up.
I refuse to be f8t and old!!

Go munch the chips.

Opps*