I've lost touch with blogging for like dunno how long since months ago. im already so darn sick of working. it's driving me insane.

I used to have a drive for building up a career but now all I ever wish for is to get married and sleep past 12 every single day. sounds useless I know, but i really do hate waking up at 915am mon - fri. and ended up spending almost 30 big bucks every day on cab alone! can you imagine. it's almost half of my day's earning.

at work. our performance is monitered closely, and i mean really closely each day. from like hourly, to daily, weekly and monthly. stats and graphs are drawn up based on individual's performace. that's call pressure. PRESSURE!!!! dudz.

last sunday, I was telling Joe. "I'm feeling lucky today. Im so sure if ever I bought 4D, any numbers will do, it will appear."

and he snapped at me.

So starting from the youngest cousin I asked for a digit "4-2-2-1" but i never place any bet in the end. it was just to challenge that idiotic boyfriend of mine.

Sure enough, 4221 came out as consolation prize. haha!!!

sleeping time..... nite