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Tuesday, September 22, 2009
damn day.

damn, i reached early and call the uncle where am i suppose to meet him. he then say he forgot all about me! make a wasted trip man ):

then went to orchard ion for the swensen desserts buffet and it's very very sinful. after 5 scoops of ice cream and I'm damn sick of it already. but it's still nice la ;)

then went to yishun and realise the kid called me twice and it turns out he's not feeling well so cancel the tuition. damn, 2nd wasted trip today. very very waste my time!

then job briefing tomorrow postpone to Thursday. damn (yes, for the third time). very lousy management from F1. so last minute. how can they be involve of such "grand event". Thursday I've got tuition but if i don't go for the briefing, i will lose my $180 training allowance. dang.

the next thing i know is Friday is the start of F1. what worries me the most is the transport home ): the unearthly hour of 1am.

i hope my dayima can come now so it won't clash with my working and genting trip. why don't you come nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww? )):
with loves, 8:51 PM