Whenever I hear someone mention the word 'WORK', the first thing that comes to mind (my mind at least), is being busy and hard at work,squeezing precious brain juices and finally taking a well deserved breather when 6pm strikes.
That's my idea of being hard at work la.The timing can be readjusted.As long as the person is using lots of brain juice during that 8-10hours,I'll safely categorized it as being hard at work.
My parents are leaving for Korea tomorrow evening and I'm rushing home to send them to the airport.Gonna have my dinner there too with them before bidding them farewell.I won't be alone in Singapore though.Still got my bro with me but then again,we've never bothered about what each other does when my parents are not in Singapore.What with my job having me to run to places all the time (esp this week!),he cannot do much about it anyway.
Trying to lose weight.Lots of it.My record was losing 5kg in 3 days.And my mum actually tried to challenge me by saying her record was 10kg in a week (???).
Hello aunty...do the calculation la! (This is exactly what I told her btw)
Then she *silence*
Heather asked me how I was coping in my job so far today.I enjoy it.Really I do.And I'm just grateful to EHG for giving me this chance to do marcom coz it's something I've always wanted to do since I graduated.Although of course,sometimes,shit happens.
I'm changing my image.I wanna do something drastic to myself.Starting with my hair.I've already started with my eye lashes (see la...for my 2 babes I'm putting on falsies everyday to get use to them...although they really make my eyes itch at times....).Very inspired by the female characters in Romantic Princess la...Which by the way...*ahem ahem*...I've finished watching!
Anyway,I'm tired.Gonna watch some comedy before going to bed.If you're reading this,try watching '5 Rangers' on youtube.It's this group of Japanese men who try to be the power rangers but really cannot make it and they end up having to have the villian teach them how to be power rangers.It's super duper funny coz I was laughing till my stomach hurt and I was crying.
Signing off,
Tolora
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