failed my driving again.. well.. no mood to drive.. it's like friday the 13.. the feeling was not right.. some people say it's excuses.. but it's true.. that's how i felt.. never felt the same way during the 1st test though.. oh well.. got to try again ba.. consolation was i improved my score.. lol..
after the test.. on fri night.. met Jolene for dinner n drinks.. she had some relationship problems.. while me.. i drink cos of my stupid mood.. met her in orchard.. den went to harry's at the esplanate... den took a bus home.. from fullterton...
i'm in a rather PMS mood this few days.. serveral people have irritated me.. juz by asking too much questions.. and being too kpo.. as well as keep perstering me.. ARGH.... i hate it man.. i hate it when people keeping asking me stupid questions.. If i'm in a bad mood.. dun ask me too much.. i'll tell u when i feel like it.. dun ask too much.. if not i'll ignore u... or if not i'll be damn curt n impolite..
sat went back to work.. helped out in the Bingo night.. was the checker.. a bit nervous at 1st.. cos had to remember the last number called and had to go to other tables to ask other people to be witnesses.. thank god Dalton was there to guide me.. esp for the golden triangle bonus.. hahaha.. confusing man.. by the time everything ended was about 10+pm.. took the shuttle bus to Jurong East MRT station.. den took the train back..
Sun and Mon off~!!! not bad hor.. haha.. work half a day on a sat.. and get a whole day off on a mon~!!! whoo hoo.. not bad.. can go shopping.. lol.. y shopping.. cos no people one.. everyone is workin~!!! heehee...
last night went to the airport for dinner.. mom was sending off one of her colleague's wife and daughter.. they going home to berlin.. wanted to go to Swansens to eat.. but T1 one was under upgrading.. so we went to T2 one.. damn it.. the queue so long.. in the end go BK and eat.. after dinner, mom wanted to go down to the MRT station to top up the fare card.. as i was walking out.. i saw.. Reyhandi... my sec sch fren... since sec 1.. funnie that i can remember his name.. lol.. he in NS.. in police.. strange.. thought he was in the navy.. oh well.. it's nice to see him again.. =)
after the test.. on fri night.. met Jolene for dinner n drinks.. she had some relationship problems.. while me.. i drink cos of my stupid mood.. met her in orchard.. den went to harry's at the esplanate... den took a bus home.. from fullterton...
i'm in a rather PMS mood this few days.. serveral people have irritated me.. juz by asking too much questions.. and being too kpo.. as well as keep perstering me.. ARGH.... i hate it man.. i hate it when people keeping asking me stupid questions.. If i'm in a bad mood.. dun ask me too much.. i'll tell u when i feel like it.. dun ask too much.. if not i'll ignore u... or if not i'll be damn curt n impolite..
sat went back to work.. helped out in the Bingo night.. was the checker.. a bit nervous at 1st.. cos had to remember the last number called and had to go to other tables to ask other people to be witnesses.. thank god Dalton was there to guide me.. esp for the golden triangle bonus.. hahaha.. confusing man.. by the time everything ended was about 10+pm.. took the shuttle bus to Jurong East MRT station.. den took the train back..
Sun and Mon off~!!! not bad hor.. haha.. work half a day on a sat.. and get a whole day off on a mon~!!! whoo hoo.. not bad.. can go shopping.. lol.. y shopping.. cos no people one.. everyone is workin~!!! heehee...
last night went to the airport for dinner.. mom was sending off one of her colleague's wife and daughter.. they going home to berlin.. wanted to go to Swansens to eat.. but T1 one was under upgrading.. so we went to T2 one.. damn it.. the queue so long.. in the end go BK and eat.. after dinner, mom wanted to go down to the MRT station to top up the fare card.. as i was walking out.. i saw.. Reyhandi... my sec sch fren... since sec 1.. funnie that i can remember his name.. lol.. he in NS.. in police.. strange.. thought he was in the navy.. oh well.. it's nice to see him again.. =)
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