So, im watching the WC now. But im totally in zombie mode, and have second thoughts abt going back to sleep. Ahh wth, I'll kip myself awake by blogging.

On Thursday, my company packed 4000 fun packs. 4000. I was in charge of folding the trash bag and putting it into the fun box. I was totally brain fried. You know in cartoons you often see people with swirls in their eyes, as though they were hypnotised. Yah, tat was pretty much what happened to me. It's my job lah. There's still stinkin cartoon on the trash bag and to see it 4000 times, wow, you can really die. And I can never ever forget the motto printed on the trash bag: Let's bin it. . . . . . FUCK.

Watched Toy Story 3 with my fav girl on Friday. It was the best movie Ive ever seen, and kept laughing all the way. Only remembered enjoying this much when I watched How to Catch a Dragon, and Ive always thought Toy Story is some fucked up movie before I watched this. Really, really awesome.

And many thanks to you for that pleasant surprise. The cookies are totally awesome and so are you. :D

Another NDP rehearsal this week. A large percentage of the audience this wk consists of P5 kids. Saw a few coming out with their eyes hardly open, and I thought that was exactly what happened to me a few years back. Honestly, no matter how hard they try to make the NDP u know, more exciting, it is still really really boring, and hard to appeal to everyone, especially the kids. And i oso realised your attention span increases as you get older, and this kind of performances only appeals to more, u know, mature people, who can truly appreciate the hard work that's gone into it.

Anyway, yah, almost got into a hell lot of arguments this week. Most of them wants to cut through Padang to get to SCC, but we can't allow them to do that, and so we insist they make their way AROUND Padang to get to tat place. They insist that they are good civilians and aren't not going to screw things up inside and yah, some idiot even told me what, he pays taxes? . Yah, taxes, who cares lah, bloody hell. And wtf, how would i know man, any terrorist can say the same thing and end up detonating some bomb inside. Fuck, understand my job please.

And some lunatic even attempted to climb over the barricade. Totally. a. bastard.

But ive learnt to control myself whenever Im about to get fuming mad. You know, put on a smile, insist that they treat it as a form of exercise and walk more. I think Ive got a talent to make people feel better whenever they feel bad. And i know i can't beat angmors in English, I sometimes don't get what they are saying and I know I will most likely lose. And if that even happens to me, I will start using Chinese Fair and square.

And ended up getting brain fried too. I mean, to stand the entire day, most of the time doing nothing, it's hell tiring too. So we started to go crazy and ended up camwhoring. Army personnel, camwhoring. If anyone ever catches a picture of us doing that and puts it up, u know, online or whatever, hah, that will give SAF a hell bad of an impression.

Took the last train home. Loves distance fare.

Went shopping with my mom just now. I realised this kind of quality time spent wif my family means alot to me. Haven had tat in ages.

And yah, I'm going to continue watching WC. Outfield this week. This time, we are using tanks. Hope it's slacker?