End of the Week

Time passed so fast, that it was the last day of a working week. How I wished there is no public holiday – so that I didn’t have to rush the stuff for and from outsiders. Thanks to Thaipusam!

Anyway, it was another busy day. Had to rush for this and that, and had to take care of the shitty happenings. And the highlight of the day was I jammed up the photocopier! The one and only one on my floor.

*Face blushed*

I was supposed to meet up with Fookies Inc for dinner. I was supposed to leave at 6pm.

And no more I was supposed too….

I let out my 747 plane and off it went! Yes, I ffk-ed them! It was our weekly gathering.

I apologise to the Fookies!

Finally, got to leave around 9.30pm with my two other colleagues. I was suffering from hunger. Before I closed the door at my department, I scavenged through the little silver fridge. Ahh…..Marks & Spencer’s biscuits! I was so happy to see it and took one piece like a small kid found a lollipop.

Off we locked the door together and walked towards our cars. Sexytary was kind enough to extend her invitation to her house for dinner (or rather supper). We were too hungry to think or reject, and so off we went!

It was a simple but yummy dinner. I had to say this: For the very first time, I ate and swallowed EGG YOLKS! See, the story was like this – Sexytary told us that her sister cooked and there were too much leftovers for 2, but not sufficient for 3 people. So, her sister was so kind that she fried “sunrise” eggs for us (I was praying for omelet, but none was served on the table).

Ahhh!!!!!! I was left with no choice but to eat it up when it was put right in front of me. Not nice right, if I didn’t eat it just because I don’t eat egg yolk. Some more people cooked leh….

What I did was I used a lot of chili sauce to complement the fried egg. So much so to cover the yolk’s taste…….

Ok, so after a nice meal, Mamma Mia, Sexytary and I chit-chatted. We chatted for wholesome 3 hours….till Mamma Mia's and my eyes started to close like blinds were slowly being let down.

By the time I was home and done with my bath, it was already around 1.30am.

I just plopped myself on the bed. I was too exhausted to do anything else.

I “kong-out” completely.