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Wednesday, November 07, 2007
II: Work

So I'm working in this other company together with Jo, and.. I hate the job.
Ever since we started work, we've been working our asses off for this important event (not mentioning for fear of getting into trouble lol) - STRESS!

BUT. Let me just say, it was all worth it.
One of the beautiful-est restrooms I've ever seen in my life.
+ the view from the 69th storey of Swissôtel The Stamford's Equinox Restaurant
+ access to the private dining rooms
+ a certain Mr. Richmond, heh heh.
= what I'll probably never experience, unless I can bear to part with my hard-earned pay for a meal there, haha.

I'll show you what made the horrible time we've been through worth the while:

Lazy to resize lah.. so here's a collage of the little walkway leading to the restroom (those dazzling bottles in the cabinet), Miss Havoc Tee cam-whoring with me in the restroom + day & night views from the 69th storey.
It was friggin' exhausting but I suppose.. we had a blast! Right Jo? ;)

Anyway, how disgusting/pretty is this view:

For someone who has got a phobia of heights?
*jelly-wobbly legs*

p.s. all pictures snapped by my trustworthy handphone. Lol. Guess it's not that worthless after all!

collection of memories @ 11:53 PM