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Agency Life

My cousin always says, "Agency life is like that..." whenever I tell her about my long working hours, pressurising deadlines and whatnot.

Not only that, my 'agency life' includes late dinners (sometimes none), lack of sleep, lack of social life, lack of time and lack of enthusiasm in most things. Ha, I sound like a loser...

Alright, it's actually not that bad.
A friend came to pick me up for dinner the other day.
It was such an impromptu appointment, arranged over MSN - Are you done soon?, Do you want dinner?, I know where's your office, Be there at 8pm. And after turning into a few carparks, we settled for a simple meal at Lavender food court, accompanied by conversations that involve properties & car purchases, his rich friends, spending Christmas overseas, etc.
For a poor girl like me, I wished to relate to the things he said but unfortunately, barely.
Well, it's probably a good thing to hang out with him more often since he has lots of rich & influential friends. This is networking isn't it?

And coincidentally, on that same day at around the same time, another friend asked me out for dinner over MSN - See, I'm stuck in the office so often that I can only get "dates" online.
But being the practical me, I put aside the 'weightage' of my friendship with these 2 guys and opted for the one who drives. Things I do to get a free ride home.

I also went to sing. Again.
You know how some singers during concerts choke on the lyrics when they get too emotional with some songs?
I experienced that too.

I know there are no pics lately and it's only because I'm lazy.
Till I have 'nicer' ones, bear with these :)


The day that I knew an ugly truth.


The dress-like-a-tree day.



And also the hair-is-short-but-die-die-want-to-tie-hair day.


The trying-to-dress-formally day.
I don't like it too (I'm assuming you have negative comments which I don't need to hear).


The I'm-wearing-my-table-cloth-out day.


And another tied hair day.
I was trying my best to show I do, have a jaw line.
(And a short neck which I can't do much. Damn!)

Other random outfits:






More pictures next week I'm sure.
It's gonna be yet another crazy & busy week but it will be fun!


Do I miss having someone around or simply, just you?
I do miss... Oh well, never mind...

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