I dont know what I miss about you.
Was it the way you touched me?
Or those paper lies that meant nothing, just looked so pretty.

What was it exactly?
That made me forgo sense and integrity

I wish I knew,
Yet I am glad I didn’t.
I guess it’s better to leave it as a tragic love story.

 

I managed to enjoy decent cha soba at JB the other day. Pleasantly surprised. I am such a huge fan of this cold green noodles, you have no idea. Almost  qualified to add it into my resume. Do i get a pay raise for that or what?

Skillset:

– Able to churn up a sizable amount of bullshit to write in almost any situation.
– Taking a nap but still capable of brooding about what’s for lunch and waking up with an answer.
– Knows CPR and can recite the entire length of Safety procedures if you are seated at row 14 and 15 of the Airbus A320.
– Have a sensitive tongue like Da Chang Jin (the korean tv smash hit), able to tell if any ingredient in the food has gone foul or if you have syphilis.
– *New* A Cha soba connoisseur, can tell you how to differentiate good from bad.

ALWAYS FIND CHA SOBA with a quail egg! I mean how can you even resist it. So delicious. Makes your entire slurping experience smooth and lubricated. We all know how important it is to LUBE UP , DONT WE? 😉

 

Pepper lunch – Omelette with double hamburg steak + extra cheese

GOD, if you guys have not eaten this. Please go and do it right now. Go to a pepper lunch outlet and tell them you want this shit, ADD CHEESE (90cents) and eat the fuck out of it. No regrets, 1001% guaranteed by your goddess.

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By the way, fucking wordpress changed their interface again. Not very sure what really improved because it sucked way too much all the time.

My little furry slut has been granted the privilege of keeping his not-so-fantastic fur coat because its “Singapore-winter” soon. Dang he smells so good I thought my noodles were Dog flavored when he stood next to the fan.

Your goddess has been sickly but nonetheless still full of shit, wanting to take a big fat dump and slam it on someone’s face. But I dont want to be squatting in jail next to CHC golden girl.

I mean, I don’t really have much lessons learnt about Jesus from the bunch except that if you marry a pastor you qualify to look at Lamborghini catalogs.

No further comments to generate animosity among worshipers with heads cast in white….

Moving on, can I just say as much as I love having a boring deskbound job, I hate it as well. I am in a constant tug of war between wanting to run to my office’s glass windows like in a 007 movie and plunge to my death (which may be a pleasant relief) and making out with my wallet at the thought of pay day.

My life is a constant paradox.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wish I dont have the problems that I am dealing with right now; Sometimes I hate them for barring me from leading a normal happy life that I should be but have been missing out on for a long time, but at the same time I thank them because they motivate me to not choose operation cease-life

And of course lastly, to all my beautiful clothes and shoes. Thanks for encouraging me to go to work in nothing short of fashionable.

Here’s a selfie of me at the deserted lift lobby outside my office ALONE. ALL ALONE, ALL DARK AND EMPTY ELSEWHERE because I stayed back to finish my work. Because I am a retard.

After I happily posed for the photo I looked up to see a huge ass security camera staring at me. GOD DAMN, NOW THE SECURITY GUARD KNOWS I WAS CAM WHORING AND THIS MAKES ME WANT TO SUICIDE TOO.

I walked away nonchalantly after establishing eye contact with the security camera. #SWAGGERYOLO_GAL

Speaking of work… My overwhelmingly friendly, marshmallow character has not quite been mellowed by the cruel societal work environment. Soon, I think…

How do I describe it to be? It’s like being acquainted with a stray cat. You somehow are on good terms with it, you won’t let him out in the cold alone without food, but you know you can’t call him your pet. Because he leaves as and when he likes and you need to deal with it. Because he doesn’t see you as a friend. Just an ally.

But guys, don’t go all catty on me pls. I will cry. I can’t endure anymore of that!

Thanks for reading my bullshit guys. I am thrilled right to the bones in euphoric bliss. Please take care, weather is bad.