Life of a small boar

Sent an email to my supplier, and this came back. So disheartening >.<

Just in case it's too small to be read, here's what it says

"Today is our replacement holiday in Malaysia. I will be back to office on tomorrow, 8 June 2010."

why my company don't have? why? why? why?

Feeling fat lately. I spend about 10secs everyday feeling depressed about how big my belly is now. For that 10secs(usually when I take off my shirt to change into pyjama at night, i just can't help standing straight + look down to see how much of my feet I still can see), I feel like those overweight girls in drama that wallow in self-pity while stuffing handfuls of ships down her throat, well I believe you get the idea.

So yesterday, I decide to go swimming after work. I was damn semangat ok, went to check out the pool right after I reached home. 5 meters from the pool, I saw lots of blacks splashing about. *stop on the spot,turn around, walk back upstairs*

Ok, I have nothing against the black. Honest. At least, they're so much better than the P**@$T$#. But I just don't like being chat up randomly(which the blacks tend to do ALOT), especially by sucky pick up line like 'apa khabar? boleh saya duduk? apa nama kamu?'.

Ok, it's not that sucky, but it irritates me when the internationals try to impress me with their BM. Next time someone say 'apa khabar' to me, I shall say

'Bu hao yi shi, wo zhi hui jiang hua yu!'

I'm so bad~~~~ growing fat syndrome....... ^.^

Not in very good mood now as I was abruptly woken up this morning. To those of you who knows how important sleep is to me, and how I react to whomever dare to wake me up in the morning, you do know i'm being merciful not to throw anything within reach at her to shut her up. Especially after I specifically remind her not not wake me up before I was ready to. That is just so, Grrrrr......, since i expected a long beauty sleep. Guess she can't understand simple verbal words. Maybe next time I should write it down and attach it to her notice board. No, that might not be the first thing she sees. Should stick it to her toothpaste. Yes, that's decided.

Just so I don't waste the all of your time reading about me bitching(see how nice I am? =P ), here's some photos I have been meaning to post for the past few months. These are some of my prized possessions.

The preferred one


Name's Piggagoille! You can call him Pigga =P This is from Keat How.
Name sounds familiar to you? It was given to me after we watched Rattatoille =)


Look how cute he is, stucked at the edge of my bed. Haha
Love that big and round, sad, pleading eyes =)
This is from my ex-roommate. Really a farewell gift =P
She's called mei mei =)


Lovely, isn't she?

This is from my dad. No name. I call her Princess.


My dad got the brown one for Keat How.
Doesn't it look like beauty and the beast to you? =P


Well, my mood is much better now. Hungrrryy!!
Appetite's back. Good mood liao =)

One thing I don't understand about these government universities, is why they need so many set of our certified certificates, and our passport size photos. We sent a set of our photyostated certs to them when we were applied for admission, now they need another set. What did they do with the previous set? Throw them away? And our photos, what do they want 10 of my passport photos for? To drool over them? Then every year when we apply for a place in the hostel, we need to give them another set of certs, not this much though, and 2 more passport size photos. The following year, another 2 photos. What did they do with the previous 2?