The story about her, me, she. Tuition at Aicardi's house today:

Her: You know last time got people call my house want to order mei qi (gas).
Me: Hahas, then what did you tell the person?
Her: The woman say (in mandarin): I want to order gas. I said: Ok, how many tanks you want. She said: one tank, the blue colour one. Send to this address......blah blah blah. I said: Ok, note down already, bye bye.
Me: What did you do that for?
Her: For fun lah. Then after that she call back ask: how come the gas havent arrive after 1hr? I said: Oh, cos traffic jam. Coming soon coming soon. After half an hour she called back and scolded: how come the gas havent come for so long? Traffic jam also will reach already what?! I said: Wrong number lah. *slams down the phone*
Me: You know that's so mean of you, the person waited for so long......
Her: Yah, I know.

When Kelly and I brought her out to watch Narnia, she was so well-behaved. Wolf in sheep's clothing.

HSBC and DBS both didn't want interns now. So much for all the trouble. And the internship FTS Jerilyn helped me looked up today, the guy called back to say they were only looking for 21 yr olds and above. For that split second, I wished I was 21, then I would get it. But oh wells, 20 is still better. Being younger is always better. Being minor is the best.

Any job recommendations related to accounting/finance, please feel free to give me the lobang. I'm beginning to lose hope already, after so many rejections and disappointments.

Results will be out in a few hours time. Shall not scare myself in the middle of the night. Tomorrow then check lah. There's always a tomorrow. Tomorrow the tomorrow also can. Shuddup Jessie, self-psycho-ing doesn't help all the time you know.