Sunday, January 04, 2009

Ok, I failed again in putting up another blogskin..
Somethin wrong wit my account?
Nah, tink I'm jus not IT-Savvy enuf...

So, its been a very long break for me..
From work that is...
I dint reli do well on my last few days of work...
Dint meet 15 successful calls a day for d those days..
But if I count,
Its still average 15 a day still...
So hoping tml I'll b able 2 go all-out...
Convince ppl, I will...

But jus out of curiousity,
I searched thru some pics for my job,
Here's some weird ones...


Die telemarketer scum Pictures, Images and Photos

Ok, I dunno what started it...
But pls dun kill me....


grrr telemarketer Pictures, Images and Photos



Mabe telemarketer Pictures, Images and Photos

Well, no wondr my parents dint want me 2 b one at 1st...

Anyway,
Shud b gettin my pay soon...
N, since I'm goin NS,
I need a non-camera fone..
So, here's my 1st choice at the moment...


Sony Ericsson M600i Pictures, Images and Photos

posted by Wary at 11:39 AM


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A soccer-lovin soon-to-be army man

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Artiste: The Frays
Song: How to save a Life

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Lyrics

Step one you say we need to talk
He walks you say sit down it's just a talk
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
You begin to wonder why you came
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