tis bloody date as well, marks my 2nd year of oompah-loompahing at d co im at now. from a certain perspective, it is an anniversary (which normally calls for celebration, rite?) but d way i see it, it's more like an expiry. if you notice d expiry date on your bread, d day it expires doesn't necessarily mean dat it'd be moldy or inedible, but it will be afterwards. my point is, i'm heading towards "afterwards" because the moisture is already seeping in. dont anyone dare point out dat i'm not trying hard enough because i'm bloody struggling to keep up at d same time wanting to breakaway very, very badly despite d fact dat i already have a side dish which i could feed on. nvm dat, i will need to find myself a pleasant main course and hopefully it's a lot sweeter (with a tinge of sour pun ok!) than my current dish (aamin).

today or to-die is also gonna be hard to erase from d mind because i have d strongest urge to poison somebody, which i already had d chance to but decided not to and now regretting d moment. i have to thank my lovelies (read: frens@work) who is so concern and supportive and encouraging and i think i wouldn't have made it thru today's incident if it weren't for them. should i move on to another place soon, i'm so gonna miss d one thing good about my work now - friends. but pls understand, no matter how i love these people i dine with everyday, i need to take d leap, BADLY!

au revoir for now, and i wish somebody hell for as long as he lives! un cochon est toujours un cochon.