Confession of a Coffee Addict.. 还是习惯喝不加糖的咖啡。。或许好咖啡真的不会苦,也可能,那个苦,在我喝起来,是叫香。。
Story heard : she hasn't been working for while.. too sick with work so she needed a break. then she got so bored now that she doesn't know what else to do.. I said, go do some social work.. She said, but I not rich leh.. I got irritated, took a deep breath, I say do social work NOT donate money!! She said, can meh? I said, why cannot I also volunteering. So I went onto say that I been helping with sending dinners and blah.. blah.. telling what I have seen through my times helping.. Then she found a loophole, she said, arh you see you have car what.. must be rich to help mah.. Now I'm f*cking irritated.. I ended the conversation, You don't need to have the world to be able to give, the needy don't need things that money can buy..
Sometimes i think i actually live in e clouds
I hv e most enchanting garden in my heart..
I'll rather stay in my own utopia..
I'm aint no big fan of reality..
I love to piss people off in the most delicate way.
I love to see that fuming expressions on their faces
I love the sight of challenges
I love the way I fight on to the end..
If you know what I mean..
I hate fears
I hate tears
I hate darkness
I hate noises
(& that includes all NAGGINGs)
I want a good rest.
I want a good reward after all hardwork.
(& I mean it, cuz I know I deserve it.)