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Saturday, February 12, 2005
stagnating blog
this blog has officially stagnated. along with my brain.

time passes quite fast siaz. soon it will be the fun/terror filled march. i think i choose to believe in the goodness of people. so it will be fun. however, it's terribly unfair cos i need to plan for three people. and the day that me and deb tried to be efficient abt it had resulted in us having terrible headaches.

and i will rem to consider very very carefully before agreeing to report to work early to help out. despite the OT pay. was working practically nonstop yesterday. everyone doing night shift broke something at some point of time. kenna scolded by a customer for nothing. it took all of my willpower not to roll my eyes at him and to correct his grammatically questionable english. sometimes i wonder if working in service industry has made me a less sincere person. i lost count of how many times i apologise without knowing why/feeling apologetic.

this cny has been a relatively quiet one with my grandparents in australia. spend a large portion of it watching canto drama serial with parents that has the everyone plotting against everyone else. incredibly exciting show. hahaz..

outlet bbq was quite nice. though not everyone turned up and it was at some ulu-fied part of pasir ris. got to interact more with the colleagues i seldom talk to.

i would have blogged more if not for the fact that am trying to prevent my blood from being sucked dry by the i-cant-see-them-but-they-manage-to-find-me mosquitoes.