Tuesday, May 23, 2006

What A Facade.

This morning, a lady called into the radio station to say how she became an anorexia after much teasing from a guy friend she barely knew.


It's quite sad actually. To have to live in fear or in doubt just because of what people said. Ok, I just succeeded in making her look dumb.


Nevertheless, hopefully that lady would be comforted by the words of another caller.


"We may not be Nissan March, but we can be Lexus."


Totally agreed. You can be big yet still look beautiful.


Realised people LOVE to take things at face value. They think they know it all just because they read it off somewhere or something along that line. Don't really want to expound on it.


Anyway, the closing bid for PST is nearing. JJ is rich, bidding for 5 lots. Someone in the office lagi best. 50 lots, costing over $30k.


Such a pity the closing bid for ThaiBev had closed this afternoon. Looked attractive though, with less than 40 cents per unit.


Just after work, I accompanied Geraldine home and we ended up buying durians. One for $24, not nice also must say nice lar.


Dunwan to write anymore. Good night. Bleah.


Blackathy, 11:21 PM

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