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For love of pastries and ice cream


I have been under some stress(somewhat) the past few weeks. I guess I just realized I absolutely HATE being micromanaged... especially by a dark hulk of a man with a booming voice and an extremely volatile temper.

Luckily, the said scary hulk has not been directing his temper on me. Thank the heavens! Still, I'm thankful that "happiness"(a.k.a. scrumptious pastries and ice cream) is just a few meters' walk from the office.  ^_^




Yes, I'm still painfully--but happily--shallow like that.

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