It's tough being Joyce
0 Comments Published by grumbly_mon on Saturday, November 25, 2006 at 9:58 PM.
I think that being Joyce is not easy, at all.
Why do I say so?
Cos.. Lots of unfortunate events took place, gradually, continously, these few days.
In conclusion, LIFE IS SICK.
1. Especially when your laptop adaptor was pronounced 'dead' overnight. Moreover, your battery lifespan is left with remaining 5%. How stingy can life be? Oh my lord. Oh..
2. You came across a TWEETY BIRD sales, and, you can’t buy any. How miserable can life be? The various shapes, sizes and patterns are all engraved deep down inside my heart. And I guess, by the time I saved up to buy, the sales are long over, already.
3. Time is running out for me. I can’t have enough time to rest well. ERS is doing okay, but I’m really tired. I’m tired of doing all those publicity and marketing. They suck. Human Resource manager is the worst post one can ever get.
4. Class is getting normal. But, I feel weird. I wonder how must one feel to be good friends with my classmates. I’m beginning to mistrust the friendship I had have with her. What on hell is happening?
5. I haven’t seen the NJD gang for months. Maybe weeks? LOL. I missed Quan, Derrick & the rest, especially minced meat! Aha..
6. It has been ages since I last saw Mui. I really misses him badly. Of course, Jojo & Flora. Yes, Tuesday is coming and I get to meet her, too. I told Elf to get me the tweety birds, too. Haha. It has been nearly 2 years since we last saw, I guess. I can’t imagine how fast time flies, and, how long I didn’t get to see him.
I wanted to talk more, but time doesn’t permit. All I can say is that I don’t trust people that easily. Now that certain things have reached to their climax, I felt paronid and scared. I feel that people are horrifying. I have learnt my lessons in my heart. I can’t tell anybody, but I know what and how to fend for myself. I have a big heart.
Only – I can judge for myself; with the help of the magic hands of Flora Princess, Jojo Queen and Prince Mui Sama. Grumbly_mon, the goodness, will be happy forever and ever and ever, again. ( :
Why do I say so?
Cos.. Lots of unfortunate events took place, gradually, continously, these few days.
In conclusion, LIFE IS SICK.
1. Especially when your laptop adaptor was pronounced 'dead' overnight. Moreover, your battery lifespan is left with remaining 5%. How stingy can life be? Oh my lord. Oh..
2. You came across a TWEETY BIRD sales, and, you can’t buy any. How miserable can life be? The various shapes, sizes and patterns are all engraved deep down inside my heart. And I guess, by the time I saved up to buy, the sales are long over, already.
3. Time is running out for me. I can’t have enough time to rest well. ERS is doing okay, but I’m really tired. I’m tired of doing all those publicity and marketing. They suck. Human Resource manager is the worst post one can ever get.
4. Class is getting normal. But, I feel weird. I wonder how must one feel to be good friends with my classmates. I’m beginning to mistrust the friendship I had have with her. What on hell is happening?
5. I haven’t seen the NJD gang for months. Maybe weeks? LOL. I missed Quan, Derrick & the rest, especially minced meat! Aha..
6. It has been ages since I last saw Mui. I really misses him badly. Of course, Jojo & Flora. Yes, Tuesday is coming and I get to meet her, too. I told Elf to get me the tweety birds, too. Haha. It has been nearly 2 years since we last saw, I guess. I can’t imagine how fast time flies, and, how long I didn’t get to see him.
I wanted to talk more, but time doesn’t permit. All I can say is that I don’t trust people that easily. Now that certain things have reached to their climax, I felt paronid and scared. I feel that people are horrifying. I have learnt my lessons in my heart. I can’t tell anybody, but I know what and how to fend for myself. I have a big heart.
Only – I can judge for myself; with the help of the magic hands of Flora Princess, Jojo Queen and Prince Mui Sama. Grumbly_mon, the goodness, will be happy forever and ever and ever, again. ( :
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