Meow.

Time heals all wounds, but emotional scars remain.

I pain for you love.

Bow down to the queen of awesome-ness. Yes thank you thank you! :D

I GOT THE FUCKING BANK ACCOUNT OPEN MAN! And hello, it's no easy when you got to chase Israel and US around for 3 weeks like I did.

Alright, so one battle down, next mission: TO SETTLE THEM GST CLAIMS!

And after that, Boss Man better realise I should be off probation and earning more.

I want you. But I don't need you.

I like you. But I don't love you.

I think of you. But I don't miss you.

Just what exactly are you to me?


Today was a good day. I love the stress, I love the impromptu-ness of it all. I love that some days I'm so dead bored I cut leaves off the plants. And I love how some days I'm so busy all I want to do is scream at the top of my voice in the empty office.

But the one really cool thing I love about my job?

Is seeing this




This makes every single crappy day worth it.

And really, we're all just acting. No one's real anymore. It's a like we're living in a reality TV series. Cross between The L Word, 90210 and Gossip Girl. SERIOUSLY.

Anyhoo, I hope I managed to stuff some sense into that pretty head of yours. Life is a bitch already, don't make it worse for yourself.

I must be bi-polar.

Fuck this shit. SERIOUSLY. How many days do I have to spend staring at GST returns? Godddddddddddddd.

Since today's attempt at doing it over the phone was futile. I'm whisking myself off to IRAS tomorrow. And there I will spend my day figuring out and understanding what F5, G7 and Zero-Rated Supplies mean. Must remember to get a Singpass at the same time.

Things to do at work tomorrow:

1. Schedule meetings for GreenRoad
2. Chase the GreenRoad people for budget for hotel bookings
3. Get butt over to IRAS
4. Get Singpass for GST returns
5. Finish up accounts for Annie
6. Collect Boss man's name cards

I hope that's all there is. Cause my brain isn't functioning anymore.

(: because Beyonce is SUPER flyyyyyy!

:( because I can't make up my mind about what I want.

I really should get some sleep though. I haven't had any shut eye since yesterday afternoon.

I am looking forward to tomorrow. (:

The trip wasn't so bad, apart from having to babysit the brats. God, they never shut up!

And Tekong boy's put on weight. How the fuck is that even possible!?


I'm running late as usual and I really should get up and wash up and head over there.

Plus, I think it's time to stop with the stupid damn facades. They don't give me a reason to stay with them anymore.

And I'm worried I won't do a good job.

I'm worried that for hours on end I won't have anything to do.

I'm worried that my new boss won't take me seriously.

I'm worried about being alone in the office and letting my mind wander on to things I shouldn't be thinking about/of.

I'm worried that I won't understand all these new concepts.

And the most repeated worry I have in my head?



That I will be incompetent for this job.

Goodbye to you and all that you've done.

The scratch on my forehead will be a constant reminder of how stupid I was to think there was something worth salvaging. Thank got it's not permanent.

Today marks my last day at LTA! :)

I'm keeping my fingers crossed that everything goes well.

I conclude.

I'm not a bad drinker at all.

Oh. And if you're wondering how I'm coping? Well. I'm still alive. And even if it stings like fuck. I'll survive. I always do.

Cry. Cause there's noting else left to do.

I need a life. Cause 9 to 5 is not my style.

I didn't pass. But I didn't fail either. I'm like floating in between. Whatever that means.

Rubbish. I got all my facts right. What's more? I got all my dates right too!

Stupid people. So full of crap half the time.

Now if only Xin Ming will call me and offer me a perm job.

And so another day of work passes by. And I'm still not satisfied. I'd like a job that allows me to use my brains. Whether you people think I have them or not.

I'm happy here doing brainless work like data entry and smiling and being plastic with visitors. But this isn't what I want to do long term. Plus the pay isn't helping either. If all goes well. The other side of LTA will want to hire me. But I'm having reservations about leaving. What if the people there aren't as nice as the ones here?

But I won't know until I take a stab at it right?

ANYWAY. I got my temp staff pass today! Like finally! Now I can get through the side gate with getting into a squabble with the security guard uncle(s). They're really nice people actually. But in the mornings. They can get quite grumpy. Then they get all anal retentive about having to change my ID for a visitor pass. Fucking irritating. But now I have a temp staff pass! So all is good! It even has my face on it! :D

Anyway. These are the things I need to save money for. Not in any chronological order though.

1. Spaying Muffin
2. A new phone
3. A nice pretty Swatch watch for mommy
4. Ink for the printer
5. A trip to HK
6. A trip to BKK

I can't think of anything else right now.

OH! And I cannot wait for paint ball this Saturday! So exciting. So expensive also. :(

So call me a bitch. I DON'T FUCKING CARE. You step on my tail. You die. Today's just a mere tip of the iceberg whore. Stay out of my way, or I will bulldoze you down so low, you'll be sleeping with scum.

:D I suppose it's nice being the old fucked up me again. I meant fucked up as in super don't give a fuck what you think fucked up. Not messed up fucked up. I actually surprised myself today. Daddy's wrong. Very wrong. I think I'll survive just fine in the corporate world.

Oh. And one more thing. Don't try the shit you did yesterday again. Cause if you do. Well. Don't tempt me.

Might I say, I hate work.

And I don't need a week to familiarise myself to know that this is something I do NOT want to be doing for the rest of my life.

But I'm super stoked that I'll spend all my days in Little India though! (:

Dear God,

I'd like it if everything went smoothly from here on.


Yours Sincerely,

Kristle.