in all, there was 5 times to the toilet last night.

i think i had never said the word 'private' that often in my life before these two weeks.

so much that... i picked up a client's call, greeting "good afternoon, private.........." and my colloeagues were bursting with muffled laughs at the background. i could hardly contain myself too. and to think the client didn't pick that up. and went ahead what he was asking. every one of us were damn stoned. having to reach the office by 8, and to deal with impossible clients.

speaking of which, i was chided by a FREAKING STUPID client. just cos he's ignorant, he blamed us for not imforming him of something he's going to do, WHEN he didn't tell us what he was GOING to do. think we are god. but don't treat us like god.

didn't have pasta mania for a long time. suddenly it tasted good. had its pizza the first time today with my boy for lunch. i thought it's really quite good! not too cheesy. i hate cheese.

i survived the day today without coffee. yeh. no tummy runs. i'm superwoman.