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I'm back.. I'm back in Melbourne and I'm pissed.. because currently, I'm not a big fan of it. I'm also pissed because Meredith Gray's drowned, gone to limbo and the next episode is 13.7% away from finished. I've got epi 18, but I'm not gonna miss epi 17.. Helpp!!

A bit about my holidays.. it wasn't long enough! As they always are. Manila was great because there was pork everywhere and my boy next to me. The wedding was so beautiful, tiring and everything.. and the hairstylist has succeeded to make me the ugliest bride's maid ever. Trusting my hair and makeup to him slash her was a big big mistake. Everything else was wonderful though..

Indonesia was ggggggrrrrreeeeeeeaaaaaat!! I WANT MORE HOLIDAYS!! And I have to stop whinging soon.. hehehe..

In Memoriam

13 years old.. Jojo, my dearly beloved dog died. He fought his tumor but he couldn't beat his old age. Rest in peace, Jo..

Ho Ho Holiday! Ma ma Manila! Ho Ho Home!

I want to SCREAM from the top of the building and let everybody know that I'm NOT gonna be working for TWO bloody weeks!! TWO WEEKS of HOLIDAY! A holiday I EARN! HHHHHHHOOOOOOLIIIIIIDAAAAAAYYYYYYY!!!!!!!! And they can do their own journals, report their own accounts, clean up their own mess.... HOOOOLIDAAAAAAYYYYY!!! Lucky I don't know how to get to the top of the building... or even there is any (top of the building).. Cos they might think that I've gone mental and sack me.. Wouldn't want that... no no no

HOLIDAYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!

That's it...
Will report back in 2 weeks... after my HOLIDAAAY!!
Hehehe.. hehehe.. hehe... pam.. out

Kangen

Itu...

And my hair too... cmon, grow! grow! quick, grow!

I want McYummy!

I hate movies like Grey's Anatomy. They make me want to have someone in scrubs to sweep me off my feet. I work at a hospital, too, but why am I not surrounded by any McYummy, McSteamy, McSexy.. McWhatever..

Anyway.. I want to talk about "The Art of Commuting - How to Have the Seat to Yourself" (assume nothing when reading this blog). I take the tram to work (yuh, one of my lovely routines) almost always at the same time every morning 5 days a week. I'm pretty much familiar with the regulars now. There's the guy who puts too much gel on his hair.. yuck; there's the old lady with the tiny book; there's the Indonesian lady who sometimes sits with the blind man and chats with him but sometimes sits at the very back of the tram; and there's also.... this lady
Obviously, she needs more space than I do, which I don't have any problems with.. but she protects her territory very well. I haven't seen anybody tried, let alone succeeded to sit beside her. Every morning! Selfishhh! I say she should buy 2 metcards! And this one as well!
If you think it's not fair for boys since they don't carry handbags.. Here's an ideaI don't like commuting.. buy me a car?!