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Friday, April 18, 2008

18 de Abreel, Viernes

Day 17, Farnell- some teeny thoughts...

Today is the last full working day we had at Farnell.

Jenny had arranged for us to come back to work next week and the working hours are flexible! Cool! perfect! x)

Amel and I had our last lunch at Lor Ah Soo together. Amel will miss her rich beehoon boyfriend! Sighs. Today is a doubly sad day for Amel.. because her UK boyfriends are going back home, to their Perfect and Brilliant little kingdom. BF-Pink is always singing.. right into my face. Irritating. He thinks he is taking part in some kind of plays or auditioning for musicals? He can sing about everything.. anything at all. He could even sing a dengue song. @#$!
"I've got dengue.. I've got dengue.. what bout'cha?"
I say....

May you turn into a mozzie soon!

So BF-blue would tell him to shut up or not they would be involved in a couple spat. "I'm not gonna tell you." uggh.

BF-Blue and BF-Pink must be in one of the pubs somewhere in the Clarke Quay area with their sexy shorts and flip flops on. One thing for sure, they have Amel drinking with them. And apparently, Amel said there is wireless connection at the bar so she could chat with me earlier on. Now she snub me... she's back to drinking with her BFs and doesnt want any disturbances. So I leave her to.;)

We had a small chat with Jenny in her room today after lunch. About school life mainly. She exchanged her experiences in school with ours.. it was a great difference. It appears that friendship did exist in those days... and the strong bonds they shared with one another during times of crisis. Compared to ours, I think we can't wait to bring one another down and flat.

We told her on how some of our classmates can play, club every nights and be the envy of everyone. So Jenny suggested we do the same for a month too.. for it will make no difference as long as you have the end result sparkling on your face. yeah, we should try...

But I thought likewise. Clubbing and dancing, grooving on the hits are just not in my blood; (drinking maybe)...

I want to live my life, not do what people do to live their life.

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