as i sit here in my office cubicle eating swiped cookys from home
the warm delectable fumes rising from my machine-made coffee
i feel content.

haha. food is good. coffee and cookie. never fails to make my day...
note to self: stock up on famous amos cookies at home before they find out

mmmf. oh yeah. SMU called up (well a lady did not the uni) to say i've gotten through
to the interview stage. which is TOMORROW eeeeks.
pray i don't flub or tell lies... since my true calling (how corny) is NUS FASS..
well. que sera seraaa.... whatever will beee will beeee

aaaanyway. the sqeeeeky printer next to me has been taken away for servicing..
feels like an empty void... the hollow honeycomb shell =)

oh maaan. i fell asleep in the bus yet again today.
which indicates that taekwondo today is gonna be a killer. haha no longer secret i suppose
now that i choose to publish it here. nothing on the 'net's privatico.
wonder if the chief will decide to go all sadistic on us
and make us enter this repetitive cycle of runpushupssitupsjumpingjacksrunrunrun.