Tuesday, March 31, 2009
no one here to save me.
when you see a marker like the one below, what do you think??
do you think something like "this marker is erasable on a whiteboard without having to use water"?
or do you come to the perfectly reasonable conclusion that the marker ink is erasable, as in "i can erase what i write with this marker on paper"?
tell me someone else thought the latter please. estrina laughed at me like crazy after i told her that the marker was a fake erasable marker because it couldn't be erased. and i was so fascinated by that horrible marker too!
my sole consolation lies in the fact that lydia thought exactly the same way as i did. haha.
i've been a total klutz at work lately. working at cathay, i stabbed my palm on the tape dispenser (the sharp jagged edge where you cut the tape off) and knocked my head against the wall by accident. at suntec, the tape dispenser there hates me too and cuts me almost every day i'm working there. the other day, while i was reaching for the lab series multi-action face wash, it fell off and hit my finger. and i bumped my arm against the corner of the counter. today, i tried to spray the paco rabanne fragrance for lydia, to prove my point that it smelled very bad. tried being the operative word. instead of spraying it on the tester strip, it turned out that i was holding the bottle the wrong way around so i ended up with a very horrible-smelling hand the rest of the day.
it's just fatigue, i tell you. honestly.
or maybe it's all the attempts to come up with passably decent essays for university applications. it's a draining process. especially since it's been so horribly long that i've written anything of that length.
somehow, it feels like we're all struggling with different things now, and it's terribly lonely feeling that way.
music: what do i do; jisun
tune out the world ; 12:24 AM
do you think something like "this marker is erasable on a whiteboard without having to use water"?or do you come to the perfectly reasonable conclusion that the marker ink is erasable, as in "i can erase what i write with this marker on paper"?
tell me someone else thought the latter please. estrina laughed at me like crazy after i told her that the marker was a fake erasable marker because it couldn't be erased. and i was so fascinated by that horrible marker too!my sole consolation lies in the fact that lydia thought exactly the same way as i did. haha.
i've been a total klutz at work lately. working at cathay, i stabbed my palm on the tape dispenser (the sharp jagged edge where you cut the tape off) and knocked my head against the wall by accident. at suntec, the tape dispenser there hates me too and cuts me almost every day i'm working there. the other day, while i was reaching for the lab series multi-action face wash, it fell off and hit my finger. and i bumped my arm against the corner of the counter. today, i tried to spray the paco rabanne fragrance for lydia, to prove my point that it smelled very bad. tried being the operative word. instead of spraying it on the tester strip, it turned out that i was holding the bottle the wrong way around so i ended up with a very horrible-smelling hand the rest of the day.
it's just fatigue, i tell you. honestly.
or maybe it's all the attempts to come up with passably decent essays for university applications. it's a draining process. especially since it's been so horribly long that i've written anything of that length.
somehow, it feels like we're all struggling with different things now, and it's terribly lonely feeling that way.
music: what do i do; jisun
Labels: amusements, thoughts
tune out the world ; 12:24 AM