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Bits and Pieces

Hello. Welllll, there isn't much to know about me. In other words, don't ask. Hey, but if you really want to know, one word: psychopath.. Anyways... I'm just another one of those bloggers out there, blogging about how crappy life is, etc. Pathetic, is it not? Life.

clouds in my coffee.

joel and i had fun today, although the cake we baked wasnt really nice-looking.

in fact, it was ugly. gosh, how i wish i could improve on its presentation.


ok... maybe you shouldnt see how it was like before we gave it a 'facelift'.

joel kinda jinxed it. so blame him.

and yes, it's the same cake ck and i made for seumas's birthday.

one was made for his birthday,
so we made another to celebrate his arrival in sydney!

LOL. joking la.

but i do realise one thing. i havent been spending much time with joel.
he told me so many stuff i was not aware of.
so, i'm sorry.
we'll spend more time baking ok?
especially since seumas is gone and ck is next.
haha

i'm so bad.

seriously, i really feel like i had been ignoring him.
but i guess he's also quite busy with his own obligations.

about work; i'm starting to tire.
hayati, the manager, is driving me crazy!
her mood swings are incredible!
like, come on! please dont bring your problems/ bad mood to work.
it just really ruins everybody else's mood to work.
working at coffee bean can be enjoyable, but usually only when she's not around.
macam naga sahaja.
i lost my nerve last night. kept silent the whole time. that's what you get for starving me.
that's the reason why i always yearn for shifts with the assistant managers.
they're so much more relaxed. and they're fun!
GAWD.
anyway, cant wait for friday: morning shift with bell!
but then it'll also probably be the last day i'll see nazreen.
he's going back to kl.
sigh.
there's a new manager though, anisha, who seems ok.
hopefully she doesnt turn into another naga.
better watch your back, hayati. because enough is enough.

i'm addicted to katy perry's new song.
i just find it so meaningful.
'i kissed a girl' and 'hot n cold' may be no. 1 hits, but this is the song to listen to.
the emotion channelled through the song is just raw.
it just tugs at the heartstrings, especially after i watched the music video.
you're like an indian summer in the middle of winter
like a hard candy with a surprise centre

i'm such a sucker for romantic stuff these days.





i'm thinking of you.

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