Thursday, 27 September 2007

hold me close cos i need you to guide me to safety.

another working day. 2 down, 3 to go. yawns! my legs ache like nothing esp when i bathe and walk. My dear sister, Crystal has been complaining alot about the standard of my written English in my blog. She is being English crazy for quite some time now and has been telling me my written English is atrocious. She aspires to be a lecturer and wants to study the English language in NUS. She even wants books on English for her birthday. Crystal, i am going to kill you. A blog like mine is for people to rant daily and say anything and everything they feel like not having to care about anything else. Some other blog or might i add, blogS, like yours, is for you to write long 700words paragraphs about whatever you are going through at the moment. Rewritten several times to perfection, or at least the best you can before publishing it. In any case, if you cannot stand my blog entries then very simply, don't read it you nitwit. HA. stop telling me my English sucks! If want to tell me that, when you get into that course you want to go into in NUS then tell me alright. I admit my writcomm result sucked wahaha. i admit i have punctuation errors. Your English grades in psle & olvl is still one grade below mine. lol. STILL, i want you to know I LOVE YOU and NO OFFENCE at all and PEACE YO. AND, my blog entry today is about this cos i have nothing good to write about today HAHA. a boring day = 9 30am- nelmo wakes up. 9 30-11am- eats brekkie, watchs telly. 11am-12pm- prepares for work slowly. 12pm- leaves house. 12 30- arrives and starts work. 5pm- break. EAT! (really hungry by now.) 6pm-9 30pm-work. (fold clothes. stone. stone. arrange. ZZZ) 9 45pm- HOME SWEET HOME! 11 30pm- laptopping. i.. i...(._.) stoning at work gives me alot of time to think about random things like the time sheet i just typed above. LOL. and omg, every single minute passes like a sloth at work. i feel like a snail with salt sprinkled on top ..this means agony by the way. then that screen tv thing replays the same reel of adverts and song. chen weilian, play his song, bon jovi, his new song, some female singer concert, AND, ayo technology. loled. hearing 50cents start rapping every half hour or something then ayoooo by jt. last time was the sweet escape over and over again. *crumbles.* okay this seems like a pretty long post. this is the first time im not talking to the people near me at work. usually i talk to those on either side of me but now i only talk to the shoes aunties whom speaking of which one of them gave me a choc today haha! just before 5pm meaning i was hungry so when she pass to me i was really happy hahaha. OKAY SO. OUUTTTT.

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