constipation day

thursday...
got up damn early...
submission of packaging..
my piggy finally is done...



ehhehe
btw didnt tok to daniel.. mayb i should.. may b not better
its better this wae..
he hates mi better rather than theo ther wae round...
well bitching is really my profession i guess...
damn it
still have portfolio n flash to finish...
argh... damn i hate lasalle.. i hate dsign skuls...
if onli i have studied harder... i mite... i donno end up wher?
i hate business...
mayb i will go hospitality or nursing.. i love to nurse sick ple.. taking care f them i dun mind wiping old ahpeks or old ah mah's ass.. i dun mind chaning diepers for babies...
heard frm charmaine.. alot hot young uni grads-doctor-to be intern at the hosp.. damn it.. when i was young. i use to dream abt being a nurse n marry a doctor.. how perfect...

now..im a fucking loser designer... hu mite just marry a businesman(HIM) of course n mayb have tons of kids---which is imposible though--i dun like children.. n mayb stay at hm, cook, clean hs, a stupid tai2 hu waits for the husband to cum hm every evening frm work... n being kept in the dark abt the affair he has outside... damn it.. i dun wan tt kind of life....
i wan to earn my own, n of course spend his... heheh
damn i wan a nunlimited credit card...
i nid an AMERICAN EXPRESS

damn it....i hate myself. i wan to change...