no more work.

i`m not working anymore. haha. actually i stopped yesterday. when i was supposed to end tmr.

aiyaa. had some disagreement with the boss. oh wells. =/

but boo. that`s $180 gone just like that. GAH.

but whatever la.. i just want to get my pay soon. (:

anyways, going on a shopping trip this sunday! hee! have to skip church tho. =/ aiyaa. inez laa. going back to indonesia and then to china and coming back 2 weeks after sch starts and all.. silly goon. heh.

and yesyes, gonna buy the heels, the rings and the tops! and of course, we`ll be trying clothes everywhere we go. whoo! damn exciting. and plspls, can we have arab street after that? :D damn shiok. can`t wait la!!

marina square, heeren, wisma, far east, bugis, arab street!

and oh, i`m sad. ): cos i look crappy in skinnies. bah. where oh where is that oh-so-nice esprit jeans? )):

on a side note, i`m very annoyed by this conversation i heard while i was working.

dad: come on, let`s go.
daughter: *whines* but i want to see! i want to see lanterns!
dad: *raised his voice* NO! i said let`s go!! daddy go and smoke first!
daughter: *tries to stay rooted on the spot in front of the lantern shop*
dad: we`re going outside NOW! *practically dragged the girl away*

ARGHHH! so angry can?! stupid ass of a chimney! your daughter just wants like what, a few minutes to look at the lanterns but all you can think about is smoking and even scolded her loudly. ugh. bastard.

i know that i shouldn`t stereotype, but this makes me not like smokers so much more. bah.

yes, i know that my friends smoke. but aiyaa. if they don`t want to stop there`s nothing i can do. i like the person they are but not the smoker in them. so yes. close one eye.