Thursday, June 28, 2007

L.A.S.T. day of internship


is considered the last day of my work. There will not be any sitting-in-the-office-sighing-away moments because there's no projects in our hands already. We've completed one whole circle of planning andn execution.


is when i go on a company trip to Thailand.

Gonna have fun and come back to KL to do my miserable internship report.

I will not be in KL from tomorrow till Sunday. Wakaka....

GOnna get facial, massage, manicure, pedicure

And buy some cheap Thai clothes...

*pat self on back*

Don't like him no more

He likes it when i bang him...

He didn't even complained if i accidentally scrathed his skin...

He likes it when i push him to the max...

And gives me his maximum performance...

He likes it when i fill him up to the brim...

And runs dry if i don't...

He used to be alright when i turned him to the max..

Now he grunts and makes alot of noise if i do that....

He used to love it fast but now he's too old for that....

Now he goes slow and steady...

No more excitement in him...

And all these problems with him arises after i've decided to get a new one...

Sleeker, faster and more performance compared to him...

Sorry my old junke Daihatsu...

I had to dump you for a brand new Neo.

Since the last 3 months....

I finally got what i wanted and what i've been dreaming of since March.

It's not a big luxurious car or a bungalow with beatiful garden or a big bag of american dollar in cash. It's just a simple thing that some people get to do everyday, but not me.

I went to work in the morning and get off early in the afternoon. Before going home, I went and picked up cupcakes that i ordered from Cuppacakes. I left it at home before going for a movie with Ed. FINALLY oh FINALLY i get to watch Pirates of the Caribbean 3.

To add a little icing on the whole outing, we even had lunch together in Uncle Lim's. I may sound ridiculous, marvelling at the very common things that couples do. But it worth more than a good massage to me. It's been 3 months since we get to eat together and watch movie.

I gave him the cupcakes after we came home at night...

Spent 10 inutes getting rid of the crawling ants. The cupcakes probably got a bit too sweet and attracting the little crawling monsters. *sigh*

he ate some of it...and then we're supposed to go Genting with Jamie & bf, Wei Jin & Kenn.... he took the cupcakes along because it's going to be his dinner.

Had our freezing cold drink outdoor. We probably froze our bloody brains as well since we've developed a lack of memory power at the end. We bloody left the cupcakes on the Coffee Bean table. There goes half of my cupcakes. *sigh twice*

And i'm a happy biatch that day.

Someone who appreciates my blog


CheRyL said...
cuter and prettier than u?? u consider baby pigs cute..? cute in an ugly but adorable way..!!earth to sammy..! the only reason i'd say ur crazy is for thinking she's cuter than u..! hw can u ever read her blogs with that bad english??
5:39 PM, December 13, 2006

CheRyL said...
i juz wrote somethin abt baby pigs and its gone
5:41 PM, December 13, 2006

Anonymous said...
Ya right..You think you are so pretty or sexy in other way????? What a cheapskate to bookmark people's friendster and blog! This action shows that you are such a BITCH!
8:28 AM, June 28, 2007

Anonymous said...
And you cheryl. No brain BITCH. Worst than anything. You think you are so good? Good english doesn't mean you will be pretty or...??Well, i can't find the worst word to describe you. Just see how ugly you are as in human behavior. English people does not behave like you do. USE YOUR BLOODY BRAIN. Anyway, i don't think you have one. So sorry to hear that.
8:31 AM, June 28, 2007

+sammy+ said...
I am glad someone bothered to go through my blog so detailed, evenmore a super outdated posts. However i know that my blog is only read by my friends. It's either you're really a stranger or ur one of her friends.

Firstly anonymous, i know i'm not pretty nor sexy. I didn't say I am.

Secondly, i don't bookmark any of her sites anymore. she's not worth it, i'm over it and i don't think u shud be worried bout me.

Third, I AM A BIATCH. no surprise to that... i'm not offended by those words anymore. i call myself one.

Forth, Cheryl has more brains that u think. If she doesn't, i doubt u have one also. She didn't tell you that she has no brains also, so u need not say "so sorry to hear that"

fifth, me and Cheryl are both Asian. We are NOT English people. that's why we don't behave like them.

Now that i explained ur doubts and questions, i would also like to thank you for contributing to my hits.
10:34 AM, June 28, 2007


It's all good you see. People spent their time getting on other people's nerve, irritating them and laughing at them when they get all fired up. I am not irritated nor firing up.

All the comments on my blogs are moderated and i could have just rejected 'anonymous' comment and act as if nothing happened. But that would be such a cowardice act isn't it?

SO i have decided to make anonymous happy and jolly by replying.

DURATION ON MY BLOG: 12 min 48 secs
ANONYMOUS has browsed through my blog entries that is dated back to December 2006.

What a coincidence... that the girl cheryl referred to as 'baby pig' is in UK. So are her friends...HmmmM.....

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

A 180 degree change

i am glAD, glad and GLAD that the whole relationship is working fine again. no ruffles along the way and no storms ahead. Temporarily. Anyway, it's good enough.

Sunday morning was hell, he already started raising his voice and we're arguing over i don't-know-what. I thought it would be facing the devil itself when i reached home, but i was wrong. He didn't sound like the person on the phone. instead it was like nothing happened.... and for the next hour, it's even better than usual.

So i spent the afternoon lazing around and then cook dinner in the evening. It's almost unbelievable eh? After the bad morning, things turned 180 degrees. He even helped me to cook dinner, washing the rice, beating the egg... Accompanied me to the shop downstairs to buy things.

He even suggested we go watch movie after dinner but i was lazy. 'He' suggested... :)

Yesterday was fine too. I really hope everything is good and well...STAYS.

Monday, June 25, 2007

say 'welcome back' to JAMIE

JAMIE CHAN T-Q has officially landed her feet on Malaysia at 7 am. this morning. I'm very happy to wish her welcome and have a nice stay.
i'm blabbering. oh yeah... i just talked to her on the phone and this time it felt different because i know we're standing on the same land; not separated by seas.
i'm getting dramatic don't i? Anyway, i'll be seeing her tonight. No reasons for getting dramatic.
Sunny, one of the guys in my company came over to our cubicle and got me and Iris' no. We asked why since we thought he has our numbers. He explained that he lost his phone. I laughed out without consulting my brain. I asked where. He said toilet. I laughed out again. Oops. "which toilet?" i asked. "Shell toilet"...Oooh... i laughed for the third time and raised my hand high in the air for high five. He don't want. Sigh... i guess i should be more depressed than him since mine is newer and much more expensive and i lost all contacts too.
Never thought that someone i know will experience that. 2 days in a row. haha....

Friday, June 22, 2007

My 4th time

I have no idea who cursed me or what kind of karma i got. I never steal anyone's phone.

First time, my phone got stolen amongst ourselves. It was a birthday party in Redbox and there were alot of us, half which i don't know. I believe they're the ones who took it. It's a K700i and it costed RM 1100 when i bought it. I cried.

Second time, it got stolen by a direct sales man right in front of my face. All he needed to do is shake his product: a kitchen cloth around. And then they did some magic tricks. Now you see it, now you don't. i was in a Signature Kitchen-like shop and there's only two of us. they took it just like that. i realised 5 minutes too late. It's a K750 and it costed RM1,400. I cried.

Third time, i was clubbing and the phone was in my pocket. People always tell me not to bring handbags to clubbing. it tends to get stolen. The advice is definitely not for me. I got mine stolen right from the pocket cos it's not deep enough. Phone peeping out, welcoming the thief. I only used it for 3 days, farking brand new. It's W850 and it costed RM 1,200. somemore at cost price. I cried.

Forth time, i was in Royal Selangor Club having stomach pain. So unbearable, i got cold sweats. Too disturbed by the stomach pain, i left my phone on top of the tissue dispenser, last cubicle, female toilet. I went in with it and went out without it. It's K800 and it costed RM 1,100(at a super low price, below cost price). I didn't cry. Say hoo-ra to this miracle. HA!

Similarity: It's all Sony Ericsson and it all costs above RM1,000.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

'Did you know?'

When i say i'm bored at the office, i'm bored although i have tonnes of work loading in front of my eyes. However, there's nothing i can do if the suppliers don't call me back regarding quotations. They delay me, i delay boss. Simple.

Leroy doesn't believe me. This is the 'Did You Know?' facts he sent to me in MSN. I just showed everyone i'm actually free and going cuckoo.

  • For a typical lovemaking session, the man will thrust an average of 60 to 120 times.

( I don't know this...i will consider counting it the next time. HAHA. )

  • Goldfish have the memory span of about 3-5 seconds, thats why you can leave them in a small jar and they wont get bored and you can also over feed them till they kaput.

( I never had goldfish. But Leroy claims that now he knows why his goldfish die-ed.)

  • If you pet a cat 70 million times, you will have developed enough static electricity to light a 60-watt light bulb for one minute.

(Don't have a cat and never intend to pet it so many times. Might electrocute myself)

Alcoholic on the go

I am what people called 'hardworking' or 'workaholic' yesterday. Stayed in the office till 8.20pm. to prove that statement.

At the same time, me and Iris proved ourself worthy enough for a free drink. Andy the executive director came to us with a bag of Tiger beer. He said "Choose any one"... when the whole bag only has one type of drink > Tiger Beer! So we got ourselves a tiger each.


what you're staring at? cannot drink beer in office is it?

no need to guess. she hates beer.

HAd dinner with Mimi (Iris' cousin) and her parents in One U after work. I got free dinner. happy yippee... haha should say thanx to Iris. Who said the night ends with a dinner? Then it's drinking with Foong in Laundry Bar.

Alice in Wonderland. Boston Tea Party. Orgasm

I'm not tipsy yet. Just look like one.

wOoo... girls..girls... GIRLS!

(the NEW Foong)

I remembered that my eyes were hooked on the big plasma TV watching America's Next Top Model... laughing at their stupid acts and amazed at what they do in order to get a good shot of floating women in space. Tyra Banks then made a remarks to 3 of them saying that they look like one of Michael Jackson's picture (before he bleached himself and turned white).

My ears were tuning in to Foong and Iris' conversation once in a while... And something caught my attention. Foong the virgin said he knows what it's like to have sex.


First thing came into my mind: What? He's not V anymore?

Foong: No no, it's just instincts.

Iris: There's no such thing as instincts! It's different. You won't know it till you've really experience it!

Sammy: *Nods head* Focus back on the TV. Speechless.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Demanding for Sri Lankans!

IF ....
  • you'rea Sri Lankan,
  • you know the culture really well,
  • you have Sri lankan friend,
  • you know the Sri Lankan dance
  • you know how to sing Sri Lankan songs
  • you know any groups that does....

Please call me, sms me, email me, tag me, or leave a comment because i'm stressed and trying to beat the time.

Sammy is confirmed to be having a pre-depression period. Should you be able to attend to her or help her in any way, please do so. She will be so grateful....*sobs*

Monday, June 18, 2007

Wai Yin's 21st

TODAY is Wai Yin's 21st birthday... a day that marks her 'freedom' and the day she officially enters adulthood. Being her friend of 14 years, i attended her birthday dinner late yesterday. And she, being my friend of 14 years filled my plate and bowls with food; afraid that I am hungry.

Unfortunately, i've had to stuff myself with food since i went home before that and had family dinner. My eyeballs nearly drop out when i saw the plate and bowl on my seat. MORE FOOD! It's a very grand dinner though. got my favourite 'yu chi' a.k.a shark fin soup. that's the only dish i finished. The rest, i only ate a little of each. Sorry wai yin!

And when i reached, i saw horrified expressions worn on everyone's faces. I thought, "Shit, have i gotten that fat?!" Actually, they say they i've gotten darker. Not fat... But boobs got bigger. *faint* No,'s not true. i'm still wearing the same bra size...! See lar what event management did to me!

during dinner...

eating the cake ala chinese...

(they only gave us chopsticks.)

Being the lepak-ers that we are. We didn't wanna go home and went to yam cha in Halo Cafe instead. sEcond round of celebration! Even brought the sparkling juice there with us.

they are the 4 boy-peepers!

(li ying, mun yee, esther & azaria)

and these are the 3 gossipers...

(theresa, may ooi & hor yan)

the 2 normal lovey dovey ones. haha!

(wai yin & me)

then we suggested that may ooi use Breeze to maintain her hair colour.

the 4 boy-peepers nearly go crazy when they saw one of the singers on stage.

" leng chai. how i wish he would sing like this to me personally."

can you see saliva dropping?

There was such a big hoo0ha over the singer that he noticed and started talking to our table through the mic. -_-''

Anyway, happy 21st birthday Wai Yin!

Lilies that brightens up my day!

Spending some dirty and wet time at the wet market isn't so bad after all. I wouldn't have said this if it's 4 weeks ago. I am a person who doesn't even go wet market with my mum even if she treatens to diwsown me! AND now i'm going to there because of work.

4 weeks later, now... i don't feel the sting of having to wake up 3 am every weekend and gulp in fresh air of the market anymore. Either i'm starting to get numb of it or i'm just enjoying it now. RE-READ the previous sentence. ENJOYING WET MARKET! sigh...

I do love the privileges though. Because of the fact that we're giving away free food, free samples and free bottles of soy sauce to the traders there... they're nice to us.

Example 1: This uncle came to me and gave me a packet of drink, tapao-ed when i was busy giving away free bottles.

Example 2: This aunty gave me discunt for the noodles i eat because she also got a free bottle.

Example 3: This uncle, the owner of one of the outlets in Sect 17 never charge me for some flu medicine i requested for Ed. Well, make sense, we're helping him sell alot of Lee Kum Kee soy sauce bottles. His soy sauce sales for one day is more than the amount he sells in a year!

Example 4: This very young boy, who happens to be the owner of a supermarket in Jenjarom spends the whole crew canned drinks. he told us to take any drinks we want. I should have taken a bottle of whisky. It's drink

And there's a time where i got privilege in buying flowers from this very friendly old lady.... without using LKK soy sauce to get my way through.

In Old Town, i saw these lilies which are very pretty so i wanted to get them for my room. So i approached her stall to look.

Me: Aunty ar, how much are these lilies?
Aunty: Rm 6 for a stalk.
Me: Each stalk of these got how many flowers ar?
Aunty: Sometimes 2 sometimes 3. Depends lar...

(My mind said: cheap ar..RM 6 for 3 lilies in a stalk!)
Then i took 5 minutes to choose one perfect stalk...

Me: i'll take this stalk lar. Then how much is the fine ones with white little flowers?
Aunty: That one ar....aiya, i give you free la.
She took some out and put it with the lilies.
Aunty: This much enough ar?
(My reaction: Eyes opened wide...wah. so much! it's like a bloody bush wei. FREE somemore.Weeee)
Me: Ok lar...enough lar aunty. thank you ar! Eh, then aunty ar....this one ler how much ar?
(Points to the ones with small purple daisy like flower)
Aunty: That one is RM1 for one stalk.
Me: Ok...i want one!

She wrapped it into a newspaper and then i paid her RM 7 for the whole bunch before strolling away happily.
When i got home, i realised she gave me 2 stalk of the small purple daisies! And only charge me for one.... AUnty so niCe!! YeeeeK....
(Or maybe she accidentally took one extra, I don't know)

I took a bottle from Iris' collection and then arrange them nicely. The white little flowers one had extra, aunty gave me too much but i was too greedy to reject some :)

the day i bought it back

the second day..blooming lilies *eyes twinkling*

(updates on the lilies will be edited everyday with new pictures HERE)

Sunday, June 17, 2007

friendster virus!


Now even Friendster has virus. I though that only happens in MSN; when you receive someone's file you'll get infected and then your msn autmatically send it to everyone on your list. Now friendster has the same problem. IT starts from the bulletin board when it's written "Hi, i just updated my photos"

Bloody hell, when i click on it, i went into some woman's website with alluring sexy poses and very little cloth. I thought what the hell? Probably his account got spammed i guessed. And then a few minutes later, i just realised I also posted a bulletin with the same title. GREAT. Just great.

AND a few minutes later, more people posted bulletins like that. Haha, i think i just passed it around. Some people even have 2 bulletins with the same title. I think they clicked on it twice coz they thought they clicked the wrong link or to re-read the bulletin. Muahahha

Friday, June 15, 2007

Get lucky at l.o.v.e.?

The morning started as usual, sit in and rot since the workload only starts pouring in in the afternoon. All thanks to the suppliers and embassies who don't like to answer calls in the morning. We wait till afternoon before they're ready to inch their hands further and pick up the bloody phone. Probably sucking on some gold bars in the morning.

And then i read blogs while doing my work. Done, go surf... and i found this on one of the yahoo highlight.


1. Know what you want. Your looks change and fade, character does not. While a certain amount of "chemistry" is nice, don't rely solely on lust. What qualities are you looking for in a mate?
*** This is what i did. That's why i never had or have cute, handsome mouth-dropping boyfriends. That proves that me don't go for looks *grin* I do demand a little bit of presentability though. Don't believe in frogs turning into a prince.

2. Get clear about what you don't want. Knowing what you really can't tolerate in a partner is important. Make a list of your "don't wants" and then cut it down to the 10 most important. Any more than that and you'll be too picky.
*** I can tell you that i don't even have more than FIVE in my list. No moodyness for no reason. No hiding things from me. No scolding me for no reason. No hiding problems eventhough it doesn't concern me. No sitting around not helping while i have loads of housework. That's 5 only no?

3. Live your life. Once you know clearly what you want (and don't want) in a relationship, shift your focus to living your life. You'll find that you start noticing those who might fit, and passing by those who don't.
*** I won't realise it till i'm drowning in it. No use...

4. See the big picture. Don't try so hard that you miss the obvious. If you are great at focusing, step back now and then and look at the big picture. Work on having a playful, whimsical attitude towards life.
*** i AM having a playful, whimsical attitude towards life. Still don't see any picture though.

5. Get out of the house. Cultivate opportunities to expand your social circle and meet new people . Vary your routine.
*** i AM meeting a lot of people. But to be safe... don't get too close with any of them.

6. Open your eyes and your attitude. Lucky people notice, create and maximize chance opportunities. Chat with other shoppers while you are waiting in line. Be ready with a "calling card" -- a personal business-type card with basic contact information.
*** Yer...this is overboard. i might look like a pscho desperate biatch. Do people even practice it in Msia? except for psychos lar...

7. Get curious. Don't content yourself with the obvious. Ask questions. Wonder why. Find answers.
*** I think i'm overdoing this. I ask too much questions and guys get annoyed. what kinda tip is this man?

8. Try something new. The best way to have things stay the same is to never do anything different. Vary your daily routine, just to keep yourself awake. Shake yourself up and notice what happens. Keep yourself open to chance opportunities, and then take advantage of them.
*** err... everything that i do is different, from time to time at least. And i like taking advantages. hahha out of topic

9. Expect good luck. Monitor your self-talk for negative messages that interfere with luck. Replace the negative thoughts with positives. Surround yourself with examples of lucky people.
*** ??? im optimistic yo!

10. Learn from bad luck. Take steps to prevent more bad luck from what you have learned, then let the "bad" go. Don't dwell on or rehash the bad experience. Look for the positive elements.
*** This one...can't do. i tend to dwell on bad luck and bad experience. who am i kidding man?

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Thursday, June 14, 2007

Girl and Gay

A LI YAA means elephant in Sri Lankan.

That's what i found out yesterday. It's a new restaurant & bar place in Damansara, near the HP building. And..they're going to do a launch for their opening. So we're there for a brief.

It looks nice...really. On both sides of the grand oak door, there are cool coloured glasses in abstract. i felt like taking the wall back home. it would look nice in one part of my room. haha...

And we sat there listening to the brief. And there's this lady who talked to us. She has nice complexion, not really pretty. Big boobs also big stomach. And she HAD a popular boyfriend. Surname Sinclair. Shall not elaborate more... Don't wanna end up in contributing to gossip magazine.

But oh man, she used so many *FUCK* this and that... At the end of the day, me and Iris realised we're starting to talk like her. The words we use. Gosh, bad influence.

the thing is... how can a girl like this got a boyfriend like that? nevermind, i'm crapping again. It's just nature's way. Cute guys, ugly girls. Pretty girls, Ugly guys...

Then i wonder....Me and Edmund, who's the pretty one? Hmmm...Nevermind.

Oh wait..which reminds me of a big joke in Johore.

Edmund is definitely pretty, he's fairer than me and he has smooth skin.
In the JomHeboh crew, there's this sissy guy with long hair. We suspected he's gay.
and on that day where Edmund fetch us there, he saw Edmund for the first time.
He called me over before i left and asked me some stuffs.

Syam: Hey is that guy your boyfriend?
Me: Yea.. why?
Syam: Well, if you all break up next time. Please intro him to me yeah?

I was stunned and speechless. Could only laugh and say alright, and asked him if he wants his phone number.

*Roar of laughter*

Someone said, "Ouch, doesn't that hurt? He wants your bf...not you!"

I replied..."Not really, he's not cute"

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Spontaneous trip --> Johore

On Friday morning we suddenly got the chance to go Johore. Just make a few phone calls, delay it for 2 hours and off we go! The highlight is, we are going to the JomHeboh carnival in Danga Bay and look for our supervisor and other crew members there. We did not tell them we're going as to surprise them. Left KL at 3 pm.

Edmund came along and became our driver since he doesnt feel safe with me on the driver's seat, with HIS car. He imagined me dozing off while driving, the steering wheel slipped off my hand, and crashed to the side of the highway... driving myself downhill to hell.

Nevermind, i do appreciate having a driver since i can sleep in the car the whole journey. Did i mention that Iris was more pig than i do? She pigged out the whole journey having the whole backseat to herself. *snort*

Some of the guys popped their eyes and mouth wide open in surprise. Mike even announced on the lousdpeakers that "TROUBLE HAS ARRIVED". -_-"

Since it was a half day trip (we came back that night itself)... we got complimentary seafood dinner from supervisor. He's obligated to do that, all the way there to see him. (yea right) We have something that he wants of course.

The Levis cowboy hat belongs to our supervisor. Edmund claimed that I look like a witch..

A smoke break after the filling dinner of fish, prawns and veggie.

The leftovers of the food... Yumz. Expensive dinner though.

Went home after dinner and reached KL 12 something midnight. Half day trip it is! We're just too free. All the way to Danga Bay to have seafood and give them a surprise.

Monday, June 11, 2007

Wet Market 'Frenzy'

THREE weekends of wet market have left me looking tired, dull and cranky. What do i expect? It's markets full of people with foul languages and loud voices accompanied by the smell of rotting meat and vegetables. Then we have the crying for help of the chickens as background music. It could actually sound like an orchestra except that this one mess with your brains and burst your ear drums. Now, that makes the whole wet market thing sounds like a nightmare.

On the other side, there's a touch of sweetness. These people are foul and loud, but very friendly (in a loud way). I have adapted the style to talk like an aunty to entertain my 'peers' (the aunties la). I then realised i can actually excel in sales. I have done electrical appliances, perfumes, Guiness, Lipton tea... and now soy sauce. Lee Kum Kee soy sauce to be exact, they're our current client on sampling. I proved myself worthy in sales industry after more than half the sales of an outlet (7 cartons) comes from me (and i do it in 90 minutes). Or maybe it's because the client challenged me that if i can sell 5 cartons i get commision. Of course i never got it.

Anyway, it doesn't matter. I wasn't planning on indulging myself in the sales industry in future. Related, yes. Not sales focused.

The whole experience in the wet market was just.. weird.

First i have to sweet talk the aunties and even uncles.

And then i have to act that i'm not disgusted with the fish-water and chicken blood.

I learn to smile at the greedy aunty who demands for more sample eventhough i'm so not giving her another one.

I learn to walk on the dirty, smelly and wet market floors without staring at the floor and hopping around to avoid water puddles.

I know how to make friends with them so that i get cheaper prices on vege and meat. One trader even spent me a packet of drink. I only need to give out more free samples.

I learn to look around and watch the things around me in 360 degree.

I learn how to be mean and exercise the power given to me by ordering the promoters around. Being nice and soft equals to no job done.

I learn to smile at the people in the market that 'lanci-ed' me; though i still curse in silence after that.

I learn to wake up early in the morning (3 am) and get some morning exercise by walking and carrying things around the wet market.

I learn to bear with the continuous nagging and nonsense of the market traders and still smile at them. they also tend to repeat the same sentence over and over again.

AND i have improved my ability of selective hearing.

Wednesday, June 06, 2007

lesbian fate

SO... it's been a few days now since the last update.

i just lost the mood, either it's because of work or because of my monthly aunty visit. OR maybe... both affects one another.

Last weekend was as usual, working in the wet market for Lee Kum Kee sampling. All i can say is we hired some really useless people. The supervisors are working like a promoter doing all the promoter stuff and who does all the supervisor things? Me and iris.

And we're more than just supervisors. We did a lot of other 'kuli' works which made us work non stop. I thought we're just there to observe in the first place and help out whenever necessary?! I guess it became a necessity to have us there till the boss can't afford to go for other events.

The nicer way of saying things: We're just the important element in the crew. HMmpH

Okay... and we came back to the office grunting and complaining. What we did was catch hold of the person who hire these people and screw him upside down on Monday. Imagine... two interns staring hard at an elder person who has been in the industry longer than us, screwing him non stop just to make sure things are right the next weekend.

and at least we get to have our break. Yesterday was a bloody lazy day for us. we were in our rooms and we're so lazy that we sms each other instead of walking a few steps and knock on the door. that's really sad and it just magnifies how lazy we were.

At night we finally managed to drag ourselves up, food factor. we were hungry and we need food, thus we got to get out. After dinner, played pool in club 7. And did i mention the last time we went there, we say this group of lesbians? Iris was saying that we might meet them again and i thought there won't be such coincidence.

Half an hour later, we saw the same group coming in. haha! i guess they're surprised to see us also and probably thought we're in the same category with them. OR they will think that we're lesbians who loves threesome because last time it was another guy who came later to join us. Yesterday was another different guy, also came later.

Anyway, the night ended well; even way after pool. Completely satisfied with such off day.