it’s that time of the year once again. this time I really don’t have any catchy line to say to hang on to my current number…
last year it was “FOREVER 21!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” sigh. the years just keep rolling by. 3 years ago I told myself I was old because I was no longer a teen. now I look at my friends who are 20 and think how young they are, I was. next year I’m gonna tell myself I was stupid for this… and so on. it’ll never end unless I start believing that WE can stay young at heart.
on another note. germany lost!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO. I was soooo sad and somewhat annoyed because the game was at 230am. and MY germany lost. now that’s another 4 years to wait. 4 years ago I sat down and cried with ballack when they lost to italy (come to think of it, maybe spain might win since they are now in what was italy’s position). at least this time round I’m not so emotional anymore. but I’m still sad and largely affected by the fact that it’s gonna be another long wait . and I’ll be 4 years older again by then. omg
my mother says it’s a ‘phase’ I’ll eventually grow out of. so I said… NOOO. grown men still worship sports and emo over such events. and she said……….
“that’s why grown men never grow up”
oh well.
I’m slightly over a month into my days at wiley now. I like my team. they’re the most teamed-team in the department and not to mention also the youngest team!! yeah. the sneaky people totally celebrated my birthday by disguising the surprise in the most discreet way ever. meeting in the BOARDROOM?? holy crap. and I thought I was late. I was like..”sh*t, I didn’t know everyone was already in the room.” heehee. very nicee. my team leader (who’s also a manager) stole my birthdate from my resume. scary huh. haha
so yes. I’m happy in my company. but. my entire family is getting more and more tired of living in singapore for countless reasons. as it is, I can’t even think or say for sure where I migth be in the next year or 2.
and my hamsters stink to the holy high heavens. the stinky little things aren’t toilet trained unlike hammy and their predecessors were! sO ANNOYING. I bought those special magic paper shavings that was supposed to help, but the stupid things ATE IT instead. I mean… PEE IN IT NOT EAT ITyou little pieces of ham!! anyhow. I love my little babies still. just a tad frustrating and extra work added to my load.
alrite. happy birthday to myself.