Wednesday, April 11, 2007♥
Only the good things
You know, sometimes, its just those little something that touch you damn alot. Like last night, I received an SMS wishing me all the best for my paper "tmr" ie today. Its not so much of the content, but more of someone actually remembering that you have a paper "tmr", other than fellow schoolmates, boyfriend, and bothered to send a simple SMS to wish you. Its just something like that from a friend which touched me deep down. Really. Thanks for that tinge of sweetness, Fang. Muaks.
Then I started to try recalling when is Fang's first paper, Eunice's first paper, Steph's first paper, Penny's first paper. Shit, lousy friend. Ask before already but forgot all. Tell me again, I swear I'll remember. Promise.
I only want to blog about good things.
So I'm not going to bitch about how demoralised and exhausted I feel about my tax paper.
I'm not going to complain about my 9 dollars plus parking with insufficient fund in my cash card until Tim the hero came to the damsel's rescue.
I'm not going to bitch about how my boyfriend doesn't have a pay increment and how the increment only ultimately affects the top top level people in every organisation. And how they just pamper you with a one month, one time bonus so that they can claim that they increased your pay.
I'm not going to scream that things that I've studied for corp seem to be gone.
I'm not going to complain having to do laundry when I get back home later.
Or did I just?
Ok, I think I am mad. I think I am tired. And I think I'm mad. Did I just say I'm mad? I think I am.
I think its time to go home too. Its time to ask Jason if he wants a lift. So that someone can walk with me to Armenian and
protect me. Unless Timmy also decides to go home now. Then 3 of us can walk to Armenian together and I can protect them. HOHOHO.
