Feeling Singapore
2.30 a.m.
My days in Singapore are numbered. Part of me is sad, and part of me is excited. I guess strangely I will kinda miss this place when I eventually leave.
Have been working till really late (and I mean REALLY late) for the past few days. Damn tired...
Just had the most fabulous pork cubes (yes, fried pork meat and LARD) and tons of beer with my colleagues. FABULOUS. My colleagues are great. I really adore them.
Just did a google on the name of my quite-cut-colleague-whom-I-suspect-was-hitting-on-me ... there is only one match. He wrote an article about same sex marriages. Interesting.
My cutest boss is uncut. Took a peep at the urinals today.
I miss KL. Feel like giving AJ a hug. Things will be just fine honey. Men are jerks. Yes. They are.
Somehow driven to visit one website created by an old fren who just broke up with his long term bf. Pictures of new bf (or at least the same name that I was given) are there. I will bang my head against the wall if my ex do that to me. Or bang his. Either way will numb the pain.
I am fat. But at least Donna is fabulous. So I am fat in style.
I need to buy winter clothings. I love winter.
posted by Duff! at 1:45 am
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