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Friday, September 14, 2007


I mean i am tired la...

Actually, frankly , seriously speaking, if i am given a choice, i'll never move. I am very happy with this old house. Sufficient space and most importantly, it has my smell in very other corner. I mean i live in here for so long already. 有感情了。。I have moved twice, (this is the second time) since the day i was born, from Aljunied to Bedok Reservoir to Bedok Reservoir View. And i only have one word for it, SHAG!

Maybe not so much when i first shift to Bedok Reservoir, cos as a kid, there wasn't much that i could do as well. And my parents pack my bags and sent me to stay with my beloved late grandma 6 months before moving in. The only thing i could remember was the stairs without the handles, and my uncles had real difficulty moving my big cupboard up the stairs. I did nothing, just stood there and watched.

This time round, i had to do alittle bit of work, maybe not alittle, until my mom told me off saying that that her house and not mine. Well, fine. I ain't footing the bill, so i shall just abide by thy word. But from choosing the colour of the wall, the material for the cupboard to lightings, SHAG! I walk so many roads just to find that light! Its simply too ex to get the contractor to do it, i have no money to pay for myself, so physical torture is inevitable.

Thank God for Mr Big, his been around since monday, helping in all the ways he can think of. Kudos to you and thanks for the good dinner earlier today. The OTAH is so niceE!!!!

Tomorrow is going to be spend with the contractor so i can watch him and see how he can help me fixed my self bought lighting in. Then afternoon, is off to ikea again to pick up cheap stuff for the house. Saturday they repainting the whole house again, Sunday clean up, and its only on Monday that the furnitures will come in. So i ain't shifting yet. But i got no time next week, i need to spend more time on my work, so Sunday its my deadline, push everything in and sleep on the floor.

I need a good rest man, and my voice is losing me. Its so shaky and bad now. I feel like i can sleep for 2 full days straight. But thank God i manage to clear my stuff before i leave office today, at least i didn't leave any shit behind for them to clear like how i screw them up by going on a 2 days MC last week. And i didn't do much this week either, cos i went on 2 days AL. Time to repay them next week. Repay my failing health as well, i actually can't type and walk properly these days, i think its the aftermath of the allergy i got last week, when i clench my fist or start to write with a pen, my hand hurts like there is a huge blue black on both of my palms and at the sole of my feet as well. I think i am just tired. Pardon me if i am too stone to response.

Off to bed. Beat IT!!

12:04 am

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