Party pooper & a treelet

Sometimes I wonder, why do I choose this career path? Why can I just get a job that doesn’t require to worry too much, must-know-it-all, constant nagging & pressuring from the client, and top of all, to look smart & negociate well when you know shit nothing about it. darn. pu ki mak. I check…


I’m the least accessorized  gal you’ve ever known. My mon/aunt/female relatives keep on complaining why I look ‘plain’ during some family affairs/wedding/etc.  Most of the time I simply told them, I can tolerate nothing less than a diamond & that shut them off. hahahahahha!  I love diamond. They are second stable form of carbon after graphite….