I promise I'll update with pics this weekend okay! Right now, I'm head over heels in love with PRINCE YICHENG, if you know what I mean. Wahah! Be back real soon!





Any situations which are familiar like the one mentioned below, is purely coincidental.

I tell you. I can't believe the predicament I'm in.

First and foremost, I really love love love love Aisyah and Jeff for the much much care and concern they've showered on me. Without them, I would've collapsed earlier than expected. They listen to all my problems, give me advices, comfort me when I'm down and joined me in cursing-the-work game. The past 1 month had been a tough and emotional ride for the 3 of us as well. Never did I expect that something worst is gonna take place at work today.

A journalist called after my supervisor went home and I transferred this call to another guy working in the office based on the journalist's request. Minutes later, this guy came looking for me and asked whether I was the one who received the call from the journalist and transferred it to him. I told him I did transfer the call and explained to him why I did that with smileys on my face. Then, he suddenly started chiding me with sarcastic remarks and at that point in time, I was wondering why was he making a such big fuss over a transferred phone call. Well, I apologised of course because it was a mistake on my part but he stared at me as though I've just murdered someone and walked away.

I felt very humiliated because there were quite a number of people in the office and I think they all heard it. But anyway, I was expecting him to tell this to my supervisor since I assumed that he didn't accept my apology and was prepared to receive her call anytime. Few minutes later, Jeff came and told me to go for the training at Night Safari and I didn't feel really happy but couldn't tell Aisyah and Jeff cos' there were about 15 people attending the training. But they knew something bad happened. Guess it's written all over my face.

After the training, back to the office and then 5 minutes to home, supervisor called. Whatever she told me made me feel better but worried at the same time. She sounded kinda concerned but whatever she told me, were definitely warnings. I couldn't take it anymore and broke down at the office, trying to surpress my sobs and doing work at the same time. When Aisyah and Jeff came to my table to take me home, I think they got kinda scared by what they were seeing. Haha sorry guys. And my sobs ended up like snorts and grunts cos' I didn't want loud wailings especially in the quiet office. I hope no one else in the office saw/heard this. Oh yeah and sorry to Aisyah and Jeff again cos' I made you guys miss the earlier bus.

Lastly, I must give credits to this very strong pillar of mine that's keeping me going all the while! I love him. Like how he draws cute little stuff on my msn window to cheer me up. xD Unfortunately, blogger don't allow me to post them. Grr. Anyway, 4 more months to the end of ITP. LONG. I wish tomorrow will be a better day. -sore eyes-

P.S. Working in the zoo sucks.





I'm cracking under pressure. I'm gonna lose control anytime soon and at this rate, I really have no idea how much tolerance I have left in me. I feel like crying, but there are no tears. I wanna scream and make myself feel better, I wanna run away from it all, but all these just seem impossible. I really don't know what to do. There are like no more choices for me, except for tolerating for another 4 months. But one day alone seems like a year. I can feel my life dying away, shortening. I'm not those who care much about the salary/pay when I work so people please stop telling me that my pay is high considering that I'm only an intern. I do appreciate all of your kind intentions but I'm not those kinda human who care much about money. I don't mind living a poor but happy life. I want to be happy. I feel so miserable everyday, now. I feel broken.

Lights will guide me? Bullshit.





I'm dying of boredom, help!