Amiss

Something is missing. Something is amiss when I can't type a decent sentence on anything. I am tired.

1/2 hours more.

eergh

2 more days working here.

Aarghh.

I need to shop.

I shall go shopping.

I shall go shopping on Tuesday.

I shall shop on Tuesday till I drop.

I shall shop for clotes, I shall shop for Christmas presents, I shall shop for no reason at all.

Hahahahah. Oh Jam dinding di office aku, cepat lah pukul lima.

Ikea-no

I never ever want to go to IKEA ever again.

Not on weekends anyway...

Say, its payday...

That means a load of maths for me to do. AHHHHH I love the person who invented calculaters.

People seem to work for money and nothing else. I have still not come across anyone in my workplace who actually like what they do. It just seems. Purposeless.

And when they've felt like that ever since they started working, the lack of purpose becomes resignation.

Resignation to a mediocre life.

I'd rather fail at trying to do something I like than succeeding at something that leave me empty at the end of the day.

Purpose.

Makes a whole world of difference.

And makes the whole world different.

Purple Paint Plan

I shall paint our house PURPLE!

Shhhh!!! Don't tell Matt!

Hahahhahaha.

houseeeee

Ahahahahahaaaaaouse. We've got our house! (finally).

And now I cannot stop looking at the IKEA catalouge. It's driving me nuts.

IKEA gift cards for Christmas are welcome.