Don’t mind me while I rant.

It’s 5 minutes to 3am and I’m still hovering around 500 words. That’s 1/6 of the paper I have to hand in by 5pm today. It’s about “Downsizing” in case you’re interested. What do I care about downsizing? I don’t give a flying fuck. Stupid people should be fired (except me). Lazy people should be fire (except me). Ugly people should be fired (except me). Survivors who are disturbed by the firing should be fired next. What should companies do? Retain the evil, smart, unscrupulous, money hungry, like-minded employees who don’t give a flying fuck about those fired. Then give them a pay rise, profit-sharing privileges, company cars, lifetime supply of Mcdonald’s and whatsnot….you know, just so you could grab them by their balls of something. Make them totally dependent on the company, deprive them of any options of leaving by fucking up their references with means such as blogs, chain emails, friendster testimonials etc, yeah fucking imprison them so that they’d slave for you in delusions.

And this shenanigan about stewardesses being discriminated for being pregnant, old and stuff. Fuck off and let the younger generation experience life of serving coffee in the sky and travelling everywhere, earning fat cheques while at it. Who asked you not to fucking do something with your money when you had it? Buying the latest CD bag does not constitute to doing something with it, ok? You fucking ugly, old, fat buggers are just being selfish. Bugger off and get a real job now. Give others a chance, ok?

This ass-licking blog culture is getting on my nerves. Get a fucking life and write about it.

Mini reunion.

Chris, 5 Science 1’s resident hunk was back for a break from his medical pursuit. We decided to get together for lunch. As usual, I overslept and knowing me, he gave me a wakeup call. And knowing Jayna and Jason, I gave them a wakeup call. Hehehe. It was fun, just like old times.

First up are the food, of course. How can I resist?

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Rice covered with yummy, creamy, cheesy stuff.

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Peanut butter french toast.

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Fish burger.

Now, the faces who showed up….

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All of us.

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The Chris and the Jayn.

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The Pauline and the Jason.

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The Chris and the I.

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The Jason and the I.

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Pauline and Chris.

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Me and my hot chica.

It’s really awesome to meet up with old friends. It’s sad that many have drifted away. Some have gotten new friends, some too busy with work, some have left elsewhere for studies and a few who mysteriously vanished. It’s weird how a great friendship could be reduced into nothingness for no reason. Yes, you hear me. No reason. I have stopped giving a damn. If you are not bothered with our friendship, I have definitely no reason to be bothered with you. My only wish is that you live your life happily, surrounded by people who actually love you (rather than just stupid or ugly enough to not shake your pitiful self-esteem). Good luck.