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Hello Hello!

This is the latest hair cut. I feel like a ‘boy’. The ladyboss at the local Chinese restaurant asked Kian: Hey! Since when you get a little boyfriend?  

I hold my *ahem* and I told her: HEEEEYYY!! I have boobiesss!!

It is so OBVIOUS!!! pfft. From now on, I will let it grow, NO more haircut. I can feel the good ones are growing. *oh-so-nice!*

 

  

Went to work on Thursday. Took 3 days off. 

Had a plain porridge with onion omelet, sprinkle with seaweed.A little bit of change and creativity in lunch box. It tasted surprisingly well. I don’t like extra salt or any other flavoring especially when I am still not feeling 100%. A plain porridge plus the sweeteness from onion are just perfect. 

 

 

Thursday night dinner. I sent a text message to Kian, telling him to make a LIGHT dinner. Don’t go overboard.

Kian bought a whole roasted chicken from Coles. It looks HUGE but Kian said that’s the smallest size and it cost only $6.95.  WONDERFUL!! The moment I saw that chook: Yes! Can save some for tmr lunch! *classic*

I try to spend minimum effort to prepare the ‘best’ lunch. cos of the time, I only have 15-20 min to bite, and the rest of the 10-15min, I have to catch up with some other work.

 

 

UH! Check out this salad!! My Kian’s salad! Babay spinach, hydrophilic tomato, boiled egg, steamed potato plus toasted wholemeal bread. Kian experienced his own dressing with extra virgin olive oil with garlic and Italian herbs. SUPERB mann!!

I cheesely and chinesely said to Kian: WOW! This is not a LIGHT dinner, honey. Everything is so BIG!

Deep down, he knows I am crying like a baby already.

 

 

So, there you go. Some leftover for Friday lunch at work. I didn’t manage to find the remaining of the dressing, so I just use abit of French Honey Mustard dressing. I needed the sweetness to overpower some ol’ spinach.

 

 

There was someday, I didn’t feel like salt and pepper. There was someday, I wanted more sugar.. What can I say?

WOMAN.

Monday: Public holiday in Western Australia. No work. Obvisouly.

Tuesday: First Day at Work.

Had left over pizza from dinner. Thin but not-so crispy base. Loaded with plenty of vegetable. The receipe is more than the less from the happy pizza I made previsouly. Thank Buddha I had enough to eat.

First day at work was killing me. So much work to do, can? Who ask me to act ’smart’? I should have pretended like a dumb-arse, sitting there and doing nothing observing. I have my friendly (aka busybody/kepoh) nature to blaim for..But yeah, blending in with the whole group at first day, and feel like I have been working there for months, this feeling is fantastic!

 

  

Wednesday: Second day at work.

Oh yeah, I skipped work on my second day at work. Don’t you bloody slap your forehead and say this to me: Cyn..I have no eye to see (you.) =.=”’ 

Dalai Lama to blaim, ok?

Thursday: Third Day at work

I was running late, as usual. Is not that I don’t treat my job seriously. I just have problem estimating the time needed to travel to Gossie. *wink*

Two wholemeal Helga bread, quater avocado, and Safcol naturally smoked tuna. Hey! Do you believe that? NATURALLY SMOKE? Erm..interesting.

 

 

Approximately 400mL of soya milk to go with too. I need to sustain my energy level, especially the manager and pharmers so ’love’ me at the first sight they met me. They even offer me my pre-registration for next year! So overwhelming, can? There is really a thing called ‘love at first sight’. Believe me.

Oh yeah, my boobies are not getting any bigger. I was told drinking soya milk can bring the size back, too. Working or not, I don’t know.

*both hands squeezing my *cough*..damn! where the hell is my cleavage??????*

 

 

Friday: Fourth Day at work 

I heavily added lotsa vege in my Helga sandwich. Lettice, cucumber, avocado, ham and light mayo-ed.

I didn’t have enough fiber the day before, and feeling all constipated.

Constipation is one of the trigger factors of my cranky-ness at work. Any unlucky bogens would get told off by me. So, don’t play play with me.  Bogens are not so bad, most of the time, they are quite timid, because you have the things they want. If they mess around, I can ask them to leave. Quite often, those educated people IS the one who act like a snooooooop!! nahbeh! What a  scumbag! I just feel like stretching four muscles of my right arm–b*tch slap them!! *amitaba*

 

 

Saturday: Fifth day at work. 

Today is not official work day for my clinical placement. Simply because they *heart* me so much..they ask me to work for them, so I can help them out for abit while they kinda understaff. How nice is that?

 

 

I got Chooks Sub for lunch. About 4 bucks for one sub like this..kinda ripe off, ok? But I guess is ok, I don’t do it oftenly. Plus, they are paying me a handsome taxfree salary for my help. For the first time in my life, a super stingy tightarse bugga like me can proudly say: this 4 bucks is nothing. *show off lansee face* Hahah! 

 

 

There won’t be 5 lunches for this coming week because I am still not feeling 100%. I am not going to work for 1-2 days. And I hope they won’t miss me or curse me like hell behind me :)