A Place for my Head

Tesco's celebrate success dinner

i'm too lazy and not really in the mood for blogging these days, and not forgetting the obvious fact that i'm way too bummed out and freaking exhausted from work. The one and only thing that I would love to do from the very moment that i've stepped foot into my bedroom is to just go straight to bed and dream away. Heck can you blame me for having no life? I worked till 9pm every day and have to get my ass back into the office at 8.30am everyday. I can already see wrinkles on my once youthful face and pimples are sprouting every now and then. I'm dead beat.

Anyway, just a short update on what's going on, if anybody is interested anyway. Here goes:

I attended my company's celebrate success dinner at Sime Darby convention centre. It was quite fun minusing the fact that me and about 5 other colleagues were really lost when we were trying to get there and we ended up arriving about 1.30 hours late. That was embarassing. Yes, we made a grand celebrity entrance with all sorts of spotlight shining our way. Imagine this, everybody (your CEO, directors etc) were dining and ta daa... you opened the ballroom door and strutted right in, mind you, ALL EYES ON YOU.... sheeshh.... i should stop getting cheap publicity. Now, i am notorious and known as the girl who arrived at the company dinner 1.30hrs late... sigh. BUMMER.

Anyway, after some food,ice-cream,some cam-whoring, dancing, and socialising,and loads of booze (i was just drinking the whole night), but was never drunk, everything was forgotten.

The funny thing is these days i really drink ALOT but never drunk. I drink like maybe 2 days in a week? that's pretty bad. i know. I can drink maybe 3 bottles of Heineken and i dont feel a thing. strange i know. i think i have successfuly built up my alcohol tolerance level. ^^ Still, i shouldnt drink so much, i dont want a beer belly and a mutilated liver.


Cheerios and Gurnacht. See you later calculator ^^

posted by thelinkinparkster @ 9:13 PM