im sure my lovelies at work are dragging the hours this morning. Wish i could share the pain with u guys (really!) by turning up at the office today, but doubt that'll happen. I dont know how much leave i have now.. considering e fact that i've taken leave practically as and when necessary (sis not well, dad not well, mother's return, granny's checkup day, bf's off day *snorts*) hopefully i have a week plus more left?

im wondering if bon jovi, maroon 5, james morrison...or the backstreet boys (peheh! who am i kidding. backstreet boys is THE priority ya'll!) are gonna come down for a concert in spore this yr. Hopefully not in the next 2 months, cos im broke. or at least i owe the bank quite a bit. so technically im broke. i can't afford perrier (with lemon) now, just iced water and maybe a tinge of salt instead...

i drove a honda civic over the weekends.

very fast pick up. smooth steering. i feel short (whats new) cos the car is low. not too heavy changing of gears. driver can be prone to the fast&furious disease.

i get horned like 4 times in total. 3 times of which was around the streets at boon lay and bukit batok. the west drivers dont like me pretty much, i can tell! (bluek!) wait till i start driving the mrt!!! look who's your daddy now!!

ok the words in bold, i got that line from my brother. kids these days. wonder where they learn to say all these unacceptable phrases... back then for me was : "kau peh suar dalam ar!" (translate: your underwear ar!)

yah i know. no meaning. but see, my time was alot more milder. we curse each other's underwears and such. no daddys were hurt back then.

so ok. i gotta go stretch, shed my fur and have my morning bowl of milk. my master's coming home soon and i better act pretty.

meow.