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The feeling of blogging during working hours secretly without wanting anyone to notice is seriously freaking pathetic. what do you expect anyway? first rule in line - never to use the internet while working. or to be even more specific actually, never to use the internet at all. unless of course if it's with regards to your work issues and stuffs. besides that, using of internet is strictly forbidden. prft. and imagine your table is all open for everyone to see. managers are directly right behind you. bosses rooms are right beside you. and worst, camera’s everywhere. seriously, i've could get myself slaughteres to death. X:

Anyway, im having a really big migrane right now thinking about whether or not should i get myself a PSP this month. i've been wanting a PSP for myself even before i started working. but to think of how i haven't renewed my lost IC, company's dinner & dance of which i have to get new clothes to get dress on this 5th december, to return 50 bucks to my brother in law, give a few notes to my grandmother (cause hari raya haji is coming by the way), and 40 bucks to ite mate for chalet outing which we're going to have this coming early january, oh hell i would be fucking broke by then. prft. if only money is not a big deal in life, i would've gotten all the things i want in this world.

oh hell i miss blogging. ):

I won't blog much. Need to log out preety soon.
I know i haven't been blogging much lately, not because im lazy or whatsoever reasons you homies can simply think of but hell, like i'd mentioned before, my computer broke on the very first day of raya. And the answer then leads to me, not being able to use the comp till reparations are done. prfft. I've made plans on repairing my cpu right after my 11th salary is in and hoping for the total amount won't cost me a bomb. hopefully. *cross fingers. X:
Im missing sentosa like shit. seriously. i really couldn't recall with who was the last time i went party-ing at the beach with. either with shafiqah and all or with the other parties. i don't know. but whatever it is, im missing the beach damn fucking much. friends, let's hit down to beach shall we? (:
There are seriously gazzilions of pictures of which i wish i can share with you people right now but hell, time is short. and i got to go now for real. I promise to blog once my comp is done with reparations alright? Take care mates. much cheers.

*im surprise over how easily you pick them (your two years bestfriends) over me(your 6 years bestfriend). nope. i won't say much. cause after reading your rants, i would never want to talk to you ever again. period.