ever since charlene left i've been a mess... no more slacking partner to walk around aimlessly in the hospital with me.. no more ICU visits where we just sit and talk and laugh.. no more mr. bean visits everytime we're bored haha... ): work's gonna be tough this week





i estimated a probable wastage time of around 3.351843 hours per day with her around.. inclusive of time spent msn-ing haha... how did i get such an exact figure you ask me?.. im good at estimation, suck eggs

wells, since charlene's gone.. i gotta find ways to entertain myself no?.. so i decided to attempt to upload some US pictures using the company computer!! *claps claps* my slacking ability has reached a whole new level, so proud of myself *beams*



oh oh can!! but a few only, the rest are in my home comp.. these are pictures taken when we first got to my aunt's place.. it was AMAZING... snow is soft and really cold.. did you know that?! haha, like really cold.. biting kind.. but i loved every second of it..

oh oh i made a mini snowman.. his name is joe.. i could tell he loves his name cos when i named him, one of his eyes fell out..

our attempt to make snow angels.. as you can tell from my sister's face, it was painful to lie there lol... but fun (: my snow angel looked the best.. maybe cos i was heavy enough to compress the snow beneathe me haha..

HAHA!!... i was the only one airborne.. sisters are in spastic positions.. love this pic..

gorgeous snow.. i miss US already.. miss the place, the atmosphere.. the FOOD... whoa

next holiday destination?.. somewhere cheaper like australia perhaps?.. can visit estherlyn!! gonna save europe for my honeymoon HAHAHAH... if i aint married by 40? i'll take my lifesavings to go backpacking through it alone there then lol.. maybe i'll meet a rich english man who'd whisk me away to his castle (:

you know, i'm not in a very serious solemn or remotely abstract mood.. maybe my next post?.. be patient lol

So take a good look at my face
You see my smile looks out of place
If you look closer it's easy to trace
The tracks of my tears