So, it takes a lot for me to say the f-word out loud, and I'm really surprised I still have not been pushed to that limit in this lousy excuse of a job thus far. I think I have amazing willpower, although "bitchface" is now word of the day. I swear HC girl aka bitchface's favourite pet has one of the ugliest faces I've ever seen in my life.
If you are super free/without a job that sucks the life out of you kindly be referred to my ex-colleague's
blog (ex because she has quit, lucky her) and read about her experiences which may not be the same as mine, but the extent of irritation is roughly equal.
Counting down, counting down. 9 more horrid days to go!
But anyway, the area near my workplace is like really nice! While walking to Central today I saw lots of pretty temples and all which made me feel so in touch with my roots. I should really walk around Chinatown more.
OK so I went walking around/shopping with Yuhan today after work (I only managed to run out at 6.10pm by using the excuse that "I had a wedding dinner to attend"; told you I was the queen of excuses) and I got my pretty pretty shoes! <3
Anyway the point is that while we were walking from Clarke Quay to City Hall MRT Station in a bid to save about 50cents, we were stunned by this extremely curious sight of a random angmoh dude clinging on to the frontview mirror of a minivan which stopped right in the middle of the road. He clung on for probably about a minute or two, and then suddenly he slided off, perhaps because he was tired or something. But anyway, the minute he landed on his feet, he simply walked off to the pavement and the van drove away, as though nothing happened at all.
So obviously I was a bit shocked and frightened by all this, and there was this group of girls saying "OMG he's coming our way" and I was super scared by now, so I just grabbed Yuhan and we started walking really fast away. At that point of time I really thought he was psycho and was going to stab us. Which he obviously didn't in the end, since I am happily dandily typing away here.
Later on, he caught up with us and we saw that he was walking with a limp, and the conclusion yuhan came up with was that the van knocked into him and to prevent the driver from running away, he clung on to the van until he gave up and simply walked away.
Strange huh?
So that summarizes the day for me, and I am so looking forward to work tomorrow with my wonderful colleagues and boss! =D What a wonderful world.
/edit: Extracted from the
dullest blog in the world. Makes me laugh like shit even though I'm reading this the fourth time.
Tidying some pencils...
Some pencils were scattered around on my desk. I picked them up one by one. I placed the pencils in the drawer which I use to store pencils.
This is seriously made of win.