1 swoosh is better than 3 ______.
I think BRT had done quite a good deal for me. I shed quite a bit of weight, cut down my 2.4 timing by 5 minutes plus, finally beating my brother-in-law who proclaimed that he was unbeatable. Well, Tubby beat you.
BUT now, in my little cubicle, I sense myself being more “value-added”, the value being in kg.
With every packet of Hello Panda! I eat, I feel 10 seconds added back to my timing. Not to mention my toight No.3 uniform is now just plain tight.
And it may not be only me, but the Hello Pandas in the cafeteria are getting nicer and nicer, because it keeps getting sold out.
Well, you can’t say that CD doesn’t add value, can you?
Oh, and my pay is getting more and more miserable. Yes, I get the same pay as Vishnu and Siu Sing, but Vishnu has food, lodging and transport provided 5 days a week, Siu Sing has food provided, while I have to pay for my daily food, transport and Hello Pandas. That leaves me with little to enjoy on weekends. Bummer.
Anyways, Siu Sing and I met up yesterday to collect some Biz Club t-shirts, which are overpriced, by the way.
I must say, Sing does look dashing in his No. 3. Tight ass. Hoho.
But not as tight as mine.
And I must say, my circle of friends are rather successful high-flyers aren’t we? When collecting the t-shirts, Wei Qiang, current bossman, believed us when Sing told Wei Qiang he was a pilot and I told him I was a Lieutenant-Colonel.
Then I think Vishnu was promoted to Brigadier-General last week I think.
Oh, and here’s a fast fact, if you ride a bicycle out of the bicycle path anywhere in Singapore, you can get hit by a bus, truck, car, aircraft carrier or all four simultaneously!
It’s not true you say? According to my dearest mama, it IS true. I’ll die a horrible death if I get a bicycle. The moment my 2 wheels touch the road, drivers will immediately veer off course to ram me to death. Yes, even the Brigadier-General on his aircraft carrier will hit me.
At least that was the reason she used not to allow me to get my mountain-bike.
Little does she know about the cheapskate china-made bike I have parked in the car-park Need to repair the rims though. I guess I’m just a tad too heavy for those cheap ass tires. Lol.
And yes, I’m very bored in the office right now. But wait, its lunchtime! And I hear pandas calling.
PS: This entry was written on Tuesday, but because CD still relies on the floppy disk, and my sister's com hs no floppy drive, I had to transfer it to my thumb first............... I hate computers. And I just logged onto MSN after a year of inactivity.
BUT now, in my little cubicle, I sense myself being more “value-added”, the value being in kg.
With every packet of Hello Panda! I eat, I feel 10 seconds added back to my timing. Not to mention my toight No.3 uniform is now just plain tight.
And it may not be only me, but the Hello Pandas in the cafeteria are getting nicer and nicer, because it keeps getting sold out.
Well, you can’t say that CD doesn’t add value, can you?
Oh, and my pay is getting more and more miserable. Yes, I get the same pay as Vishnu and Siu Sing, but Vishnu has food, lodging and transport provided 5 days a week, Siu Sing has food provided, while I have to pay for my daily food, transport and Hello Pandas. That leaves me with little to enjoy on weekends. Bummer.
Anyways, Siu Sing and I met up yesterday to collect some Biz Club t-shirts, which are overpriced, by the way.
I must say, Sing does look dashing in his No. 3. Tight ass. Hoho.
But not as tight as mine.
And I must say, my circle of friends are rather successful high-flyers aren’t we? When collecting the t-shirts, Wei Qiang, current bossman, believed us when Sing told Wei Qiang he was a pilot and I told him I was a Lieutenant-Colonel.
Then I think Vishnu was promoted to Brigadier-General last week I think.
Oh, and here’s a fast fact, if you ride a bicycle out of the bicycle path anywhere in Singapore, you can get hit by a bus, truck, car, aircraft carrier or all four simultaneously!
It’s not true you say? According to my dearest mama, it IS true. I’ll die a horrible death if I get a bicycle. The moment my 2 wheels touch the road, drivers will immediately veer off course to ram me to death. Yes, even the Brigadier-General on his aircraft carrier will hit me.
At least that was the reason she used not to allow me to get my mountain-bike.
Little does she know about the cheapskate china-made bike I have parked in the car-park Need to repair the rims though. I guess I’m just a tad too heavy for those cheap ass tires. Lol.
And yes, I’m very bored in the office right now. But wait, its lunchtime! And I hear pandas calling.
PS: This entry was written on Tuesday, but because CD still relies on the floppy disk, and my sister's com hs no floppy drive, I had to transfer it to my thumb first............... I hate computers. And I just logged onto MSN after a year of inactivity.
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