I shall not express my utmost anger on the stupid *&#%$ false fire drill alarm which has caused me to quickly-quickly shut down my pc w/o saving my recent post. *takes a deep breath* Let's just rewind and pretend nuthin of that sort has happened. Hope it's still fresh in my head.
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I look like a grilled chicken. Really. These days my face has been in a terrible beet-red condition. I dunno why but only my face is affected and my cheeks are like havin a fever on their own. I dunno abt you guys but I feel like I've been sleepin in a microwave oven with 200 degress celsius.

Ppl come up to me with all sorts of ideas. That I went sun-tanning lah, put on make-up lah, put on too much blusher lah. All of which I never do one! No, I dun sun-tan. I hate it. No, I dun put on make-up except for powder. And no, I dun wear blusher. You see, I was born with it naturally. My cheeks flush as and when they like and WHY would I wanna make a fool out of myself by putting on blusher when I already look like a walking lobster?! Oh... this is driving me insane. Must be the weather...

Awaes, there's somethin intriguing about this particular guy in my office. Has that irritating stuck-up attitude but ironically, attractive enuf to make you wanna look more. Dammit. He looks like someone I know but I can't match his face in my photographic memory of faces. Maybe it's run out of film lah. Oh well...

Yah ok, I give him credit for bein oh-so cool but otherwise he sucks. So what? Don't gv me that "You're-lucky-to-even-get-a-glimpse-of-me" look ok. Don't put on airs with me. So he's cute, yah yah but I bet he's just another member of the Egoist clan.

Egocentric ppl have the natural ability to charm and piss you off. They can make you love em and hate em both at the same time. You hate their guts but you luuurrvve their erm... sex appeal? Whatever you call it. Sickening to the core. That's one gawd damn fatal attraction.

But no, I'm not attracted to him. Yet. Given the choices tt I hv, I need to only pick 'one', fall head over heels with tt 'one', and get miserable all over again. Oh, how fun.

What a bummer.



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