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flusterrrrrrrrred~
Wednesday, April 30, 2008

5 to 9, on my way to work, our happy morning chat is interrupted by a frantic rather flustered call from a colleague.

" bla bla bla... grrrr" ( im not gona go into details cos well, that's just boring)
"wtffffffffffffffff... grrrrrrrr...double triple grrrrrrrrrrr"
" bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch"
*frantic phone calls n smses all around
"bitch bitch bitch bitch even more"

sampai the office. hobble with great speed up to my place on my 2+1 legs (yes, im on crutches for this week - paintball injury,doh!)

scold,scold, bitch bitch more..
then finally...
Thank God(really!) the issue got settled.
bloody hell. ok now i'm awake.

what a way to start the morning.

i don't really feel like getting too much into detail about it cos it's a thing of the past. But.. the gist of it revolves around the fact that, just cos i'm young & still relatively new, they reckon they can step all over me , ayy?
well, u guessed wrong, biatch!

and to think that i nearly worked from home today.
mahai

lately... God has been testing my patience with great perseverance.
somehow.. I will make it thru.
What else is there to do anyways?

*mental note - get that tatt done. so i can stare at it and remind myself of how true it is

xoxoxo
arr
is gonna be lost in the exotic islands of Java
Thursday, April 3, 2008

o yes we areeee

hear ye hear ye

the SUNs are invading Jakarta as of this evening, 3rd April 2008
*grins stupidly from ear to fckin ear*

6 sisters (oops! did i 'say' that out loud, sorry fizzy *hugs*) on our first family trip together

2 hours till we leave the office
4 hours till we hop on the plane
6 hours till we land in that party capital of our neighbouring country - JAKARTAAAAA!

and to commemorate the fact that we will all be Facebook-less for 4 days (and believe me, thats a LOT for most SUNs - all self-admitted FB whores). We would also like to remind all that

We are not contactable (with the exception of emergency family issues & yeah. thats it!)
We will not be at TAG this weekend
We will not miss anyone
We are going to shoot our private project

and We will all have the same FB status

cos

Nur+ Bee+Trish+Diana+Hafiz+Nurul are gonna be lost in the exotic islands of Java!

*whoooooooooooooooooppppeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*

boria. yes i know. but we like and you is jealous. haha