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“To travel is to live.” -Hans Christian Andersen

17.
Saturday, January 2, 2010 @ 3:52 PM

I can never, ever keep promises, can I?

Anyway, headed to 82 Tiong Poh Road after work ^^. Left at about 11 for porridge at Chinatown and had a mini feast there, of porridge. That was my New Year's Eve. How was yours? :P. In the title, I'm 17! Well, not officially yet but soon, in like 4 months. And in another 3 years, I'm going to be 20! Now I feel old >.>

Yesterday was yummy and.. fun, to a certain extent. Morning, was dimsum at usual place with usual food(cheecheongfun :B). Then went to OG, where I bought the first thing in the year, a Pikachu stuffed toy! Happy hapy me :). $50 O:

Anyway, went to 82 Tiong Poh Road again, and walked around for awhile before cousin asked if I wanted a ride to work. Of course I did ^^. Went to Paragon for awhile first before dropping me off at work like yay cause I was feeling super urg at the thought of having to work on New Year's Day already.

Skipped work today. Think I shall quit too. Yes I shall. Must get XinJie to help me type the letter. Feel even happier now. But on my future resume I can't put 3 months of retail working experience! How? ):

Work yesterday was spring cleaning the garment store. And Fatchy is spring cleaning her room right now. I jut woke up not long ago :\, and feel like clearing my room of the clutter too! But I feels o irritated at my mum for nagging at my clutter. Sian diao mood, that kind, you know. No, you don't. Basically, it's that fucking fucked up feeling.

Bye.


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