The Three Cs
I’m still in the office socialising on Facebook and compiling the guestlist for our next event.
My stomache was whining so i went to 7-Eleven to get chocolate.
I came back with beer. *looks around for cameras in office*
Can right… Can right… After hours wut…
>_<
Waiting for IceCalvin to finish sourcing for his shoots so we can go have din din.
Was listening to Radiohead (then it got a bit depressing) so i changed to The Proclaimers, and now the Disney soundtracks.
Wee! Happy!
OH FINALLY
Stupid Xanga is back up.
I went through Blog Withdrawal Symptoms.
First it was nonchalance.
Then came aggravation.
Then utter anger. (me going ROAR AND ARGHHHH to Kevin)
After that i gave in to it. (going *sob* and *cry* to Kevin.)
Kevin just went -_- the whole time.
Oh oh and my car couldn’t start two days ago and Cycle + Carriage had to come tow it away from my house.
So i was lamenting to Kevin, “No blog… no car… no pug… 
“ (cos he didn’t wanna layan me)
Kevin: So emo.
And it wasn’t just mine. I emailed and msged the Xanga team and on their comments box, premium users the world over were saying the same thing - that a blank white page of death appeared instead.
Stupid Xanga. I msged saying how can they allow something of this nature to happen to bloggers who PAY for their accounts.
Ugh.
Anyway no time to bitch more.
So much work to do i’m drowning and falling sick.
Laters.
ps - fuck dman hard to work in the office with DatinTini and the other girls kacauing me about shopping and discounts and things. -_-
