Beans, Beans, the musical food. The more you eat, the more you toot -*D!siLLus!on3d B!@tch*-: Baby Steps and Depression
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Saturday, November 18, 2006

Baby Steps and Depression

I've got this mega huge cystic acne spot!


It's making me very very depressed and I had to cancel a dinner with my baby today.



It was horrible having to go to work with this huge, red, angry looking spot. I felt so conspicuous and scrutinized by everyone. Especially going to and fro from work. On the LRTs and buses, i just felt like all anyone could see would be that ugly red cystic spot! *bah*


Hopefully I can get a shot for it tommorrow. *crossing my fingers*



Anyways, been quite busy with work and all. Tired, tired, tired.



Still have reservations about the job but I will do my best and see how it goes. I'm still a temp, not sure when I will get converted. =/



Waiting for Uncle Wee to pass me the photos of the farewell dinner for the temps last friday.

I love DSLRs. Love, love, love them...



Oh ya, I'm going Genting!!! Yay! Baby steps... *grinz*


Hurricanes are named after me.
I am strong. I am tempestuous.
I am the calm of Audrey Hepburn.
Before the storm of Charlie's Angel.
I may not be able to read maps sometimes.
But at least I can ask for directions.
I love shoes, one pair is never enough.
I can do everthing Fred Astaire did.
Backwards and in high heels.

I am a woman, hear me roar.

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