i think i shrunk 1cm today.

that sling bag of mine. filled with gifts and my mug and magazines. gosh. i really think i shrunk today. i couldn't even walk. i was dragging myself all the way. then when i tried to race the green man.. gosh. i felt like i was in one of those lucid dreams.. i'm running, i'm running.. but i just can't get any faster.. and i actually walked slower than that woman 1 foot shorter.

ok. so maybe i shrunk 2 cm today.

and guys? am i disfigured? or do i have serious body odour problems? gosh. what's with the people at the interchange. am i so interesting? i no longer find myself a good-look.. but a horrible-sight. gosh. i hate it when the men like to turn around and look again. do i have birdshit on my head?

though i do like seeing that look on their faces when i finally stand up from my seat revealling my real height. taller. than them. superiority. something i still can be proud of. even after shrinking 2 cm.

well yea. talking bout the gifts.
farewell gifts. for moi.

sort of thought i'd miss the accounting for a while.. having a horrible scalp-scratching time trying to tally the amounts. then screaming YES! and feeling all energised after getting everything right. i think i'll miss that supersized calculator in avilyn's drawer and blasting aircon.

well i am missing the blasting aircon.. i'm sweating like a pig now.. the fan is of no use.

crap-pouch still un-fixed..

where's my missing screw?