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Friday, August 06, 2004
Yeah Yeah!!! Besok pegi KL!!! YEAH YEAH!!!! Jgn jeles kawan2......*winks*
I dont mean to get you guys in the same shit as i am going thru rite now but as frens you guys ought to get a share....
Try imagine dis...
You are sitting at your workstation doing your normal routine duties. Came a group of people called the CATERERS, dey start setting up the site where the lunch buffet will be..which is rite infront of you. Slowly the smell of food drifted in the air and slowly straight up into your nose where lunch is 1.5hrs away....the smell getting stronger and stronger...the stock of food getting more and more...u hear the sound of water...the crackling sound of hot food...the sight of food rite infront of your eyes...the cold drinks...the delicacies......the soup...the crab....the oysters....
How do you feel??? Arrrggghhhh MENTAL TORTURE....im drooooooooollllllllllliiiiiiinnnnnnnggggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ARRRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
To all the peps in the office.....STOP ASKING ME HOW I FEEL!!!!!!! IT MENTAL TORTURE!!!!!!! ARRGGHH!!!
~ { 11:11 AM }
reflections of you and me;
