S.O.S

Oh God. Just when i thought that things will go ok, another problem surfaced, a very ugly problem involving the mosaic tiles for the servery wall. This is big and when Mama Yoda finds out, she will slaughter me and feed me to the dirty pigeons. Die lah, why me? Why? This means i have to go to the site again tml with my colleague. Its like a freaking sauna by the way. Argh...this project has so many problems, so many details haunting me, please.help.me....

Sometimes you plan how you'd like to die, whether in an accident or sickness or murder. And then, when you think back, hey, you must be really mentally disturbed...