sunday in office

dear diary,
as i'm writing this i'm sitting at my desk in the new office opposite klcc.Nice view but pointless in coming here today.I've done my portion of work but the other person whois supposed to finished up on his part hasn't submitted his work yet.
So, my work stuck and i'm stuck here as well...and appearance of somebody that i dun really fancy made my mood goes down the drain.but i tried, oh God i do try to let not her ruin my mood.
shit! almost got out of this office when i accidentaally opened my big mouth and tell my boss that i'm going home.he highlighted that he has something for me to do and that means in other words i'm not allowed to go home..this is what people said as shit happens on a beautiful sunday!!!

nice quotes

Dear diary,
When you are imperfect, you better be charming, people will forgive the imperfections.

Webcam

dear diary,
having a webcam can have good or bad thing on us. Good thing is ,missing
somebody's face that you have not met for a long time might bring a day's joy.
Bad thing is, you've forgotten how messy your room/place can be and can be seen from the webcam and your reputation can doom down the drain..
this new webcam that my sis bought looks a bit like an alien eyes.round and stick out from this laptop.looks funny though..
Missing someone can be very hard when that person that we missed doesn't have a clue about it at all..talking as if no feeling exist ...sigh..it is hard..
reality can be different from what we claim it to be..

Short tempered

Dear diary,
i admit that i have this short tempered syndrom from my dad.
i hate it and i wanna improve myself.

Dear diary..

Dear diary,
do u know that i'vve alwiz start my last blog with "dear diary.."?
i dunno but it just feels right.some might find it foolish or girlish, but i dun feel complete without starting my blog with those words...like a chant..like a mantra to start my entry.
To me blog is a way for me to say things that i couldn't say in words, in real life, or to another person.Seldom i found the courage to go to another person and pour my heart out. I find blog is the best way..and it also will be here even after i'm gone from this world..this blog will exist even after i long gone..

There's another world inside of me
That you may never see
There's secrets in this life
That I can't hide
Somewhere in this darkness
There's a light that I can't find
Maybe it's too far away...
Maybe I'm just blind...
Maybe I'm just blind...
So hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
Hold me when I'm scared
And love me when I'm gone
Everything I am
And everything you need
I'll also be the one
You wanted me to be
I'll never let you down
Even if I could I'd give up everything
If only for your good
So hold me when I'm here
Love me when I'm wrong
You can hold me when I'm scared
You won't always be there
So love me when I'm gone
Love me when I'm gone...
When your education x-ray
Can not see under my skin
I won't tell you a damn thing
That I could not tell my friends
Roaming through this darkness
I'm alive but I'm alone
Part of me is fighting this
But part of me is gone
Maybe I'm just blind...
Love me when I'm gone...
Love me when I'm gone
When I'm Gone 3x

Merdeka trauma?

Shit..i can't think of a thing to do today.
It's soooo boring today. Only a few people in the office coz tomorrow is a Merdeka public holiday so most people take the long weekend off.
Thinking that I have nowhere to go, i came to office and here i am..almost dying out of boringism..If i stay at home it will also be boring...so, either way i'm stuck..
Yesterday, i had to find 4 myself a handbag. A handbag that is not so fancy or funky but decent enough to bring to a business meeting. Oh boy...what a trauma..i had a headache!
i had to sit down and had coffee for the headache to calm down.My head was spinning with all the ridicilously many people there plus couldn't make a choice of which handbag to buy.
Traumatic shopping..i've set a goal that I have to find it no matter what..there n then!!!
My eyes keep on diverted to the funky handbag displayed but my mind kept reminding me to buy a normal handbag.I didn't know that being a normal can be that traumatic. After all , i've seen those women there shopped and i don't see a reason why i couldn't find it as easy as them..
why can't i be normal like them?be normal ..be normal..be normal..be normal..be normal..be normal..be normal..

Hajimemashite..

First post to this new blog.
Feels a bit awkward . Still not used to this new environment though an old face in blog world.
Me and my new blog..hmm...
i guess i'm a bit shy with all this new thingy and the idea of writing a blog in a
"compose message" style.
i used to write in another blog host.
after 3 wonderful years with them, unfortunately they're having some server problem and all my post pufffff...gone..
a bit dissapointed but i can't do anything..after all it's a free blog host place..
tend to get this kinda technical problem.
if it's up again(pray to God that it will..) i will probably make a link to my old stuff..
i miss those entries ...wish that i can have all back..