this is what i got from a personality test. its very accurate to my current understanding of myself. and yes you're thinking its a wall of text so i'l just bold the notable ones.
Of the four aspects of strategic analysis and definition it is the marshaling or situational organizing role that reaches the highest development in the Fieldmarshal. As this kind of role is practiced some contingency organizing is necessary, so that the second suit of the Fieldmarshal's intellect is devising contingency plans. Structural and functional engineering, though practiced in some degree in the course of organizational operations, tend to be not nearly as well developed and are soon outstripped by the rapidly growing skills in organizing. But it must be said that any kind of strategic exercise tends to bring added strength to engineering as well as organizing skills.

Hardly more than two percent of the total population, Fieldmarshals are bound to lead others, and from an early age they can be observed taking command of groups. In some cases, they simply find themselves in charge of groups, and are mystified as to how this happened. But the reason is that they have a strong natural urge to give structure and direction wherever they are - to harness people in the field and to direct them to achieve distant goals. They resemble Supervisors in their tendency to establish plans for a task, enterprise, or organization, but Fieldmarshals search more for policy and goals than for regulations and procedures.

They cannot not build organizations, and cannot not push to implement their goals. When in charge of an organization, whether in the military, business, education, or government, Fieldmarshals more than any other type desire (and generally have the ability) to visualize where the organization is going, and they seem able to communicate that vision to others. Their organizational and coordinating skills tends to be highly developed, which means that they are likely to be good at systematizing, ordering priorities, generalizing, summarizing, marshaling evidence, and at demonstrating their ideas. Their ability to organize, however, may be more highly developed than their ability to analyze, and the Fieldmarshal leader may need to turn to an Inventor or Architect to provide this kind of input.

Fieldmarshals will usually rise to positions of responsibility and enjoy being executives. They are tireless in their devotion to their jobs and can easily block out other areas of life for the sake of their work. Superb administrators in any field - medicine, law, business, education, government, the military - Fieldmarshals organize their units into smooth-functioning systems, planning in advance, keeping both short-term and long-range objectives well in mind. For the Fieldmarshal, there must always be a goal-directed reason for doing anything, and people's feelings usually are not sufficient reason. They prefer decisions to be based on impersonal data, want to work from well thought-out plans, like to use engineered operations - and they expect others to follow suit. They are ever intent on reducing bureaucratic red tape, task redundancy, and aimless confusion in the workplace, and they are willing to dismiss employees who cannot get with the program and increase their efficiency. Although Fieldmarshals are tolerant of established procedures, they can and will abandon any procedure when it can be shown to be ineffective in accomplishing its goal. Fieldmarshals root out and reject ineffectiveness and inefficiency, and are impatient with repetition of error.

recently i was reminded of why i signed on in the first place. yes it's because i want to fly, but what if i don't make it? i'l still sign on with armour, and already have with C3.

i've tried to fight it, i can't deny it, but i can't let you know.
what do you do, at this very moment when i think of you.
i'm stuck in a moment,
this wasn't meant to last.

one thing i'm very grateful for, is the people around me. when strangers sacrifice their scarce food and water for another, when strangers use their last newton of energy left to support another, when people take their time off to celebrate and spend time with you, i'm truly grateful for them. i may not look it, i may not say it, but truly am. hahah thanks much guys, and girls. alright sounds like some death note, shall give it a lighter note.

so anyway, the movie "We Were Soldiers" was really great, touching, inspiring, made me tear a little drop off my right eye. everyone especially those involved with the Armed Forces or involved with those involved should watch it sometime, highly recommended. I wanna be an Air Force Pilot, I want to be a Fighter Pilot, or an Apache Pilot, if given the choice i can't really choose between an F-16 or an Apache, F-15 trumps both though! hm.

i've always believed that pilot trainees don't have the luxury of having a girlfriend (well unless you already have one, think i've mentioned this before), and i still do. well you see, lets assume best case scenario. We go overseas for many months at a time, come back for a few weeks, then go off for more than a year. Long distance relationships don't work, especially when your partner is in school/university (usually around this age). thing is, maintaining friendships isn't easy too when both parties aren't really close and don't see each other everyday. common thing we all face, yes?

A leader is a dealer in hope
-Napolean

to lead to excel and to overcome, is what i've been trained to live by for the past month. OCS have been mostly great, with many great people, some in echo wing during CLM and some in Air Wing. it's a comforting feeling, to be part of a company of great people. thanks guys. :)

just last saturday, seventh of may, we all had dinner at sakura's international buffet at cairnhill place, met up with g and supposedly zenn just a little earlier and casually mentioned during a classified topic that this dinner was to meet up with the platoon in clm, and also my 21st. so what g did was to message zenn to get a cake while he was on the way here. although i'm not a big fan of cakes, but the thought of buying a cake was nice. thanks g.

there are close friends where you know them for many years and been through quite a bit together, and there are probably good friends when you know them for just a few weeks, but spent quality quantity time. when you know your friends aren't happy, you can't possibly be happy, despite how 'perfect' your life may be. i was particularly worried for a friend who isn't really emotionally stable. take care my friend.

the last thing the skilled should ever forget, is to be humble.
-Mak

making sure that nothing's showing on the outside, something's dying on the inside. the words that played through my speakers as this page loaded.

so my past months or so have been rather eventful and also somewhat mundane. feel like chilling out at area 21, or starbucks just watching the world go by, who's up? OCS training in three days. feels like enlistment once again.

there never was a good knife made of bad steel.
-Benjamin Franklin

saturday trip to JB with the air force guys was great! paintball, go-kart, getting lost and seafood dinner, everything. always wanted to go out of the country, this one-day trip was more than satisfactory. :) speaking of go-kart, while turning, some idiot rammed straight into me as if he wasn't even turning (it was a 180 bend mind you) and his 160cc kart landed on top of mine. talk about safety!

it's been a long while since i played soccer with the guys, probably last year? just slightly over an hour before, cedric invited me to play, and so i did. rushed home got my stuff, then to jurong for 45mins before going down to town to collect balloons and cake for xinyi's. to be honest, driving with the balloons hell aint easy with mirrors blocked and soon after, the cake which made me froze (i had to direct the air condition to the cake and lower the temperature quite a bit). definitely worth it. i would say the party went pretty well! happy 21st xinyi! always glad to lighten a friend's day. feels great, i know you know the feeling.

We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.
-Kahlil Gibran

not proud of this, but i just recalled last night in a vivid dream about a few near deaths experiences of mine which occured quite some time back. it's not good. for everyone out there, who thinks going near death/death without a just cause, is cool, hell it isn't.

near death doesn't change anything. but death changes everything.
- someone.

today i was required to write an essay, reflections on the national museum tour which led me think, generally, about my own life. reflecting about my thoughts, what do others mean to me and what i am to others. you understand how all of us think ALL THE TIME, either trivial or significant but we're figuring things out all the time. or well, most of us.

when a good friend needs assistance, may be a bad quarrel and need a chill out, to fetching some panadols, i'll want to do all i can in my power to help you, if i can't then get someone who can, just at the very least, a little gratitude would be nice. on a separate note, as much as possible, i try to tell a friend, thanks, you're a great friend, but well, i don't say these words. i'l try to do so in actions, i believe just words are superficial if one can't prove it. of course, i may have neglected someone unintentionally, i'm truly apologetic, please tell me, one way or another.

i'm sure everyone has heard of, friends being friendly with you for your assets and/or connections, not for you. it's rather cliched but even at this age, i think i'm experiencing that. i'm not trying to brag here, i don't mind driving people around, even if its a little out of my way, or having a tad much cash for being a regular at this age. thing is, friends, am i all thats worth? or are you genuine.

i wonder, how much do friends mean to other friends. how important are they to you?

those who lose dreaming, are lost.
- someone.

sometimes i have no idea what's going on in the minds of people, as much as i try to read and understand them. these days, i kept making everyday deductions using the aid of mathematical equations, and it seemed weird after realising that.

in an unrelated point, it's mind-boggling to solve the mysteries of relationships between friends. one moment they're expressing jubilee in one's company, the next moment they stop responding to small but significant virtual chats. i don't understand. my air force friends don't believe in platonic relationships between two close friends of the opposite gender, contrary to what i believe and practice. why is that?

most of us can, as we choose, make of this world either a palace, or a prison.
- John Lubbock

"Dear Madam: I have been shown in the files of the War Department a statement of the Adjutant-General of Massachusetts that you are the mother of five sons who have died gloriously on the field of battle. I feel how weak and fruitless must be any words of mine which should attempt to beguile you from the grief of a loss so overwhelming. But I cannot refrain from tendering to you the consolation that may be found in the thanks of the Republic they died to save. I pray that our heavenly Father may assuage the anguish of your bereavement, and leave you only the cherished memory of the loved and lost, and the solemn pride that must be yours to have laid so costly a sacrifice upon the altar of freedom. Yours very sincerely and respectfully,
Abraham Lincoln."

30th november, was a GREAT day! i had the golden opportunity to fly with singapore youth flying club again, and its two sorties at that. i flew with Tan S L, a very nice female instructor and de witt, known for his stunts in the air. tan s l pulled 2+g for us (okay if you don't know what that means, its short for geforce and geforce is the amount of weight you feel, 2g = 2x weight. 9g = 9x weight) multiple times and negative g twice, man, it was tolerable and man, i love flying. flying aerobatics would definitely beat ANY rollercoasters on earth hands down. while de witt was surprisingly, boring. all he did was fly around training area.

thursday, i just got my new blackberry bold 9000! loving it!

friday, took leave and left for bb annual camp, this time, as an officer. it may sound implausible to you folks but it's true, i'm wearing white. hahaha. overall, it was one effective and satisfying camp. filled my thirst for adventure, bashing through forests etc. pictures are on facebook!

its nice to meet friends whom you haven't seen in a long while, as well as making new friends! well, i'm pretty much studying for AGC flying, till the 2nd of january when i fly off to Tamworth, Australia (well hopefully, if i pass my 3 remaining medical checks).

bought an itouch 3rd gen 8gb from aileen recently. she's kind enough to give me a 20% discount, PLUS only pay a month later. hahaha, thanks life-saver. will be using it to study flying via videos. honestly thats pretty much the only major factor why i'm getting an itouch.

i yearn to go wakeboarding, beach volleyball / soccer, caps. soccer, anything! lets go already.

don't know much about your life,
don't know much about your world.
but i don't want to be alone in this place called Earth.

you probably have heard me saying, being a pilot trainee, it's two and a half years of your life spent overseas sometimes back in singapore, it's really alternating. having a companion wouldn't be wise then. but you know, it sucks. yeah you can have many friends, some good friends, and few close friends, but they probably couldn't measure up the feeling of a partner in life, which is probably why people are getting together with another of the opposite gender. this career, has many sacrifices, but its all going to be worth it, i'm certain of it. although,

i know they say if she don't come back again,
its not meant to be.
but those words aint pulling me through.

i never thought that i'd doubt you, but now i'm probably better off without you.
well, i never saw it coming, i should've started running,
a long long time ago.
i was reaching for something thats already gone.
i'm slowly getting closure, i guess its really over.
i'm getting better, i'm picking up the pieces.

cause the day i thought i'd never get through,
i got over you.

all the things i still remember, years go by and time seems to fly. but the memories still remain. the cool dark night, the fireflies, small talks, cheese at the supermarket. little did you know, i had a flight planned for us. well, thanks for the lie, i guess its a good closure for me, dedicating my focus to my career, my training. everything i've worked for, everything i've sacrificed, is for this very period of tests and training. and hell yeah it's gonna be exciting, the story of my life.

so anyway i was just talking to xinyi about stuff. many things come and go, as tiffany said, whatever doesn't break you, makes you stronger. you know, you don't have to wait for me to offer help. tell me, i'l do what i can for you :) life is going to get great! as in, better than it already is.

maybe two is better than one.

well, xinyi got me thinking into what i wanted, what i want, and what i have. long story short, i'm sure you're acquainted with the tv series F.R.I.E.N.D.S. one of my biggest wants, is to live like that, only bigger! probably 1-3 flats of friends living near each other, and what i meant by near, is like we own units on a single storey of a condo or flat. wouldn't that be pretty cool? of course we'd go back on weekends or various days to our parent's flat.

we wouldn't have to look for people to go lunch, play some sports or just spontaneously catch a movie or something. well, finance is an issue. but when we're working and not married, perhaps an idea?

my recent days haven't been much of a difference. i went back to tekong to help out in the air force recruitment just this week. caught up with my sergeants and surprisingly, my pc, for a short while! i must say it's truly satisfying to come back not as a recruit, and talking about the past times we were there as trainee recruits.

the start of anticipated A levels is just a few days away. all you J2s, good luck and all the best for your exams! may you have a clearcasted mind, being able to recall and apply whatever you've studied. resilience!

when everything is going smoothly, mostly flooded with good news. life's great right? well, yes. but it isn't that great a joy when there's no one to share it with. i spent my day studying about flight. to be honest, i was pretty irritated. come to think of it, i was rather irritated at many things the entire day. PMS huh. i'm gonna take a little time off to whine. at cmpb, some guys, are really, really, immature. well, typical kiddy guys regardless of age, goes off shouting in a little room where we're meant to study. making jokes, that makes fun of people, laughing at the top of their voices when it's making his 'victim' uncomfortable, not to mention the others trying to study.

it's a bad day. everything isn't going well. well, just the minor happenings. i feel like going for a drive, takes the edge off.

today marks the day, signing of yet another important contract. the conversion from a C3 regular to a Pilot trainee. i've been dreaming of signing this stack of papers since forever! sorry allow me to rewind. I just passed my Pilot Selection Board on yesterday. with effect from 1 Nov 2010, I'l officially be a pilot trainee.

yeah it's all cheers and celebrations. being a pilot trainee definitely comes with lots of sacrifices, don't get me started, but i'm glad. A levels is drawing ever closer. I wish all of you all the best for your examinations!

side note, i'm thinking of going overseas for a holiday, say bali, phuket, redang or tioman. it's those kind of typical tv advertisement island getaway. planning wakeboarding, kayaking through clear waters between islands and all. well, i'd want recruits. who's up?

it's been a long while ever since i last touched this ejournal.

hello world.

i remember the times when i dreamt about flying, about F-16Ds, F-15SGs, F-35 JSFs, well you get the drift. yes i do love my wheels, but i love wings even more. i'm sorry allion. it was a hell of a ride through BMT, after going through all that and marching the 26km to marina bay, damn it was one dramatic passing out parade! so, many things have happened. facts and secrets come to light, habits and thoughts strayed for the worse and progressed to greater heights.

well, here's a pre-flight brief.

after POP, i signed a contract with the air force, labelling myself as a regular now. on top of that, i've converted my vocation to the course of earning the esteemed, prestigious pair of majestic golden wings with the stedfast RSAF name embedded in the badge. well, don't get me wrong, like i said, the course of, i'm only a trainee, but man, i'm already thankful for that. met new FEPs, (a bunch of pilot wannabes too), cool people, training together towards the very same dream goal. wings.

my pilot selection board is tomorrow, pray for me please.

here's the other side. everyone's moving on with their lives. A levels, relationships, universities and to some, career, marriage and finance. you say its a long way, but is it really? everyone's so busy with their commitments. we should all make time and get together or something. and a favour to the girls, less army talk for once guys, agreed?

i hear cg's coming back from agc soon and better, jy's going to be a civilian soon. what's not to celebrate?

oh by the way, my timid dog lana, made my neighbour's baby girl cry. bad dog.

salad tries the double whopper.
the one with 504 torque ride, but held back.
the letter reporting to hendon camp.

New cars,
Lamborghini Reventon, designed after the notorious F-22 Raptor.
Two 4.2L Audi R8s
Nissan GT-R, world's fastest saloon car.

Pilot, no more, most probably.
The story of how one man destroys one's future.
Majorly rubbish. Salutes*

i've been feeling drained and exhausted lately. BUT a little bit of enthusiasm and excitement. waking up early in the morning to head to changi for work is no problem. here's the breakdown of my time awake everyday. 70% work. 3% travel. 3% dinner. 3-6% talking to my mum. 3% preparing for sleep. 3% exercise. 12-15% miscellaneous. that means 12-15% of my time awake for myself and everything else, using the computer, research, lana.

im starting to feel the downside of having a driving license and not hate driving. im ashamed to say that im a chauffeur. since my mum hates driving, she's making me fetch her to and fro everywhere hahaha. my sis from the airport, dad to this-this place which i can't say, government buildings. i don't like driving when the people in my car is whining. at times i just want to park my car at the side of the road, walk off and take the bus. you didn't know that.

so work's been alright, sometimes fun, sometimes weary (because there's nothing to do) and i can't afford to have my boss catch me falling asleep. last weekend got to be my busiest one. although my friday was somewhat, disappointing. there's something about sunday, for a very long time i tasted the whopper burger, due to cash flow problems i couldn't afford the double whopper.

the last time i almost fell asleep at the wheel was, months ago from East Coast Park towards tuas. i fell asleep on the wheel yesterday. to work AND from work, i was just too exhausted. while on the expressway early in the morning i missed the side barrier by about 15cm (a short ruler) at about 120km/hr, my cruising speed as i struggled to keep my eyes open. while driving home, again at the same speed almost traded paint with the car on my left, on correction i almost hit the speed camera (coincidentally the speed camera). but no matter, nothing happened.

i'm getting a salary, i gave it all to my mum.

i'm saving money, as much as i can.

i'm very arrogant, when it comes to driving.

i'm not appreciating my car, because its limit is too easy.

i want a strawberry shortcake.

i'm looking forward to meeting the little kiddies, they're all busy with their J1 stuffs though.

and lastly, i'm getting my own car. it's not confirmed yet. although i found it.

i want to give blood. but my spectator is, ambiguous, God knows what she's thinking.

i say some girls are faggots. fun, fickle-minded, cheerful, indecisive, oxymoronic.

and on that bomb shell it's time to end. see you soon.

coming to you at 6.57am. i'm just preparing for work. God was trying to tell me something. I had three dreams last night, and all of them was had me getting into an accident. it gets exciting. to whom it may concern: i don't care anymore. thats it. thats the last straw.

it's nice driving towards the sunrise. who would like to go sunrise/sunset hunting with me?

today, i feel happy, just today, i was queuing up patiently to transfer money at an ATM machine. this tourist, withdrew about at least a whopping thousand bucks, took out his card, and walked off, he didn't even take his cash. the stack of fifty dollar notes was really THICK! as soon as i realised the enormous stack of cash, i called out to him "EXCUSE ME! EXCUSE ME!", and there was no response, he continued walking. i ran up to him, tapped his shoulder and received a suspicious greeting, "yes?", "sir you left your cash at the ATM machine", still disorientated, "sorry, what?", after repeating myself i led him back to the ATM machine where jiayi was, guarding the cash. STILL confused, he took the cash, and was literally stunned. he stood there for awhile, trying to process what happened.

Oh thanks, thanks, thank you very much guys. still looking all shocked and surprised, he gave his thanks repeatedly. "oh wow, two young teenagers at night just returned me my stack of cash." (it was VERY VERY thick mind you.) im sure he has a good impression on singapore now. and man, i feel so good, it's better than the moment i held my DSLR in my hands, better than getting my computer. never felt so good for a very long time. definitely better than receiving twice that amount of money. next time, be honest, return what's not yours, and you'l be rewarded many times over, like i did. =) the feeling is really damn good.

I'm leaving you
I'm not sure if that’s what I should do
It hurts so bad
I'm wanting you but can't go back
Trying to find, to find
That all elusive piece of mind
Stuck here somehow
Shrouded beneath my fear
And now I don’t need it

Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone and figured all I'm thinking bout is you, is you my love
And my head is in a cloud of rain and the world it seems so far away and I'm just waiting for
The droplets, droplets

You left a mark
I wear it proudly on my chest
Above my heart Above my heart
To Remind me that I feel the best
When I'm with you When I'm with you
To me everything is effortless
You know it's true
My eyes are painted with regret and I don’t need it

Cuz I'm walkin down this road alone and figured all I'm thinking bout is you, is you my love
And my head is in a cloud of rain and the world it seems so far away and I'm just waiting to fall and sink into your tears
You are like the raindrops, the raindrops falling down on me

You left a mark you left a mark
She left a mark he left
She left he left
And I don’t I don’t
Need it. Need it

- Colbie Caillat's raindrops, featuring jason reeves.

But I can't keep on running
No I just can't keep on running away from here
I know that the only way to be is to fight my every fear
I'm not going to make it 'til I turn around and face it alone, I know
I can't just keep running, no I just can't keep on running away
So it stop today

So here I am, I'm taking my first step
Thought I was losing balance but I caught myself
I kind of like the challenge, no I don't need help
I'm going to make it past the very start
It's always been my hardest part

But I, I, I, I, I'm going to stay in control
I must admit this crutch is getting old
I am going to throw it out of my hand
I'm finally here, I understand
I know I'll get there on my own

So I can't keep on running
No I just can't keep on running away from here
I know that the only way to be is fighting my every fear
I'm not going to make it 'til I turn around and face it alone, I know
That I can't keep running, no I just can't keep on running away
So it stop today

You can hide from all the pain
But it will find you anyway
Yes, I know, now I know

- Colbie Caillat's It Stops Today

and thats coming from a rocket science student. people, look. why is everyone thinking im some blithering idiot trying to kill himself. I AM NOT. and i don't want to die, thats for sure. i still want to fly in an aircraft, raise a family, race in cars and earn a few unique achievements. that being said, i know what i want, do you? well, you should start on a quest to find your goal in life, or god's goal in life, or both.

im utterly disappointed with myself, or rather, my body. it appears, and i say this regrettably, is not invincible. just recently, after a chain of taxing tasks and activities on my back, it failed on me. now my back is in a ridiculously uncomfortable but not painful state. it's been a week. but no matter, im still alive and kicking. im not going to die, neither do i want to, hear me people, i do not wish to die. so you'l probably be thinking that im contradicting myself. with my current driving/biking mentality, something will happen to me, like a toe in my eyeball or something, it's just a matter of time, yes, but that won't be death, and im going to walk it off like nothing happened.

my friends asked me, "why are you going so fast, do you ever think that your wheels gonna come off when you corner, or when you're flying off your bike and hit your head or something" no, not really, i don't think of such things, i dont exactly have the problem of fearing my car or bike is gonna come apart.

i want to be a racing driver. not really the F1 type, but the one with exotic coupes such as the entry-level rx-8, the all rounded audi R8, and the world's fastest 4 door saloon the nissan GTR. something like that. the whole world thinks im a silly nonsensical lunatic. you have seen nothing yet!

you know when you're biking, and say it's raining heavily and you're going downhill on the rocks and all. it feels very good, it's thrilling. and liang fu kept screaming "DOWNHILL, BRAKE! SLOW DOWN! i dont wanna die." and i'l be screaming " OH YEAH, THIS IS THE SHIT! LETS GO LETS GO LETS GO!" when you crash, it feels good you know im not kidding. when you know when you're about to crash it actually is quite exciting when you're flying off your bike, the initial part though. and then it dawns on me that "oh crap it's gonna hurt" then pooff bam, ouch, and thhen you laugh! and on that bombshell, im ending here.

people, different groups of friends, kept saying i'l definitely crash one day, in a bike or a car. it's just a matter of time. this time, my BB friends said, "you're waiting for it to happen, you know that right?", "yeah, i do". let me drive towards the sunrise.

how have you been lately?

you rev. im seriously considering motorsport racing, i need a car though. some say i don't have the skills, some say i don't have the talent, some say im not the racing type. =) nevertheless, i'l probably go for it soon. come and find me, if you need a retreat, we can go to one of my secret hideaway.

i raced with a volkswagen goft gti, and a mercedes cab just tonight, one hell of a 'race', absolutely staggering, i came out first by a meter or so before he signal out. fun friendly 'races'.

internship at combustor airmotive services pte ltd turned out pretty well. honestly, im learning loads of stuff there, and being an intern isn't the 'sai-kung' job thing. im basically an assistant to the engineers, doing what they do, just with supervision. my results came in, and i must say it's not good. i just met up with my classmates and neither are they happy with their results, which is pretty similar to mine. the bad gets everything, what the hell do we stand for?

i went biking at bukit timah hill yesterday morning at about 10am. after a short while into the trail, it rained heavily! man, you might be thinking, it's slippery, wet rocks and all, puddles but it's hell fun, it's so much more exciting than dry terrain. if it's on a weekend, and it's raining especially heavily or thunderstorm, you'l know i'm in there. hell yeah!

the start of something new, the start of imprisonment! INTERNSHIP, also known as, almost-free hard labour. here's how it is, as you might have heard, it's the aerospace industry. being one minute late is a disaster, sleeping during work is, suicide. doesn't sound all too bad but it's at CHANGI, working hours are 7.30am - 6pm, at least on paper. travel time is approximately two hours. yeah thats right i've got to wake up around 4am every morning, because i can't drive there, even if i do im not allowed to park within the company premises. leaving the house at 5-5.30am, reaching home around 8pm. on top of all that, I NEED EIGHT HOURS OF SLEEP! means i got to sleep at eight. hahahaha. there's overtime sometimes too. yeah, my life rocks. im paid $2.50/hr. of course, it's all about the experience!

cute? i think it's quite adorable.

footlong subway club + large drink + 3 macademia nut cookes (meal) + zinger meal! HAHA im so happy.

too easy to finish!