Triumphant i was tempted to wear a sign on me that screams "do not even think abt stepping on my diamentestuddedtoenails!!!" in the mrt anyway it's 9.14am of the last day. my supervisors just choped me for lunch. they so arent making this easy. peasy. lemon. squeezey. >.< time for some serious gallivanting update: su is stunned. she just heard that male colleague of hers (u noe. the one who doesnt talk to her. and just for the record again he has spoken to her twice so far...to ask her how much protein she used in her gel) telling someone else to ask her to join them for k-lunch (erm karaoke. boss is on leave ;)) good things only happen on the last day. damn it. update 2: they are playing retro mp3s in this office. and talking abt having a retro party. what the? did i mention im goin for a retro party tonight. ho ho ho square rooooooooms