a job isn't about friends, its about making money and stealing office supplies.

i miss...

• paddling around in a swimming pool.
  
• ordering two beers at a time. one for me and one for peebee.
  
• my ray-bans. 
• staying at coffee hut until 3am playing coco loco roco and begging peebee to take over when i couldn't jump high enough.
• giving suggestions on what to eat and being told everything i wanted was too fattening.
• pseudo exercising with my trainer/boyfriend  (as in actual exercise on the stair thing and that leg thing and that shoulder thing and not that dirty thing you're thinking)
• driving the little white car or the kinda long and not so little other white car
• sitting at high tables and ordering a mountain of a beer at bavarian bierhaus
• scouting for envy magazine. i haven't read one in months. (sad face placed here)

ohhhhhh...that last one week counting down is always the hardest.