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Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Arghs!
couldn't take it.
imagine i'm like so bored the whole afternoon and now is already evening.
i'm still the same.
i sound moody and bored like crazy.
the craving for chocolate ice cream is there, yet unable to ):
damn that period of mine.
i'll be a sad little girl if i didn't get to eat ice cream..
hurhur!

nevermind nevermind.
let's talk about today.
okay i woke up like 7am today?
then slowly prepare my way to work.
gilbert told me he missed the bus, means he'll be late.
so i told him, i walked very slow.
i'll be late too.
i know it's ridiculous lar, but i don't wanna like rush to the station for nothing right?
i don't wanna sweat like hell.

reached store and start opening those stocks.
today have gilbert and lynn with me
lucky i wasn't as bored.
got things done very fast as i seems motivated to work!
hump hump!
again!
downpour ._.

i went out with gilbert to buy our small lunch.
both of us got like so drenched ):
even with the shelter.
i hate it when i'm drenched with my jeans on.
it's like idioticly stick onto my legs ):
i feel like super uncomfortable already.
sigh~
reach back store, sat and stone there.
i really doesn't want to move a single bit.
it's like making me utterly uncomfortable.
sighs~ hopefully after this week, no more stormy rain.

around 2 plus i went back home with one umbrella.
for no reason, its not raining.
took train home, like so sleepy.
reached chinese garden and home sweet home.
bored lar!
tomorrow off day, i gonna hide beneath my blanket
actually got 1 interview tomorrow but i'm not as keen.
so perhaps i just skip it and stay at home be good girl.
(:
hopefully things get better.
next week my hours goes up to 56 hours.
okay fine.
i got nothing to say.
i'm too tired to care about the hours.
hopefully that bloody brand manager can hire more staffs.
who knows, i might just leave like that too.
hahahaha!
i'm talking rubbish.
next week i'm meeting dawn for interview.
monday (:

yes, i will go for that interview for sure.
i'm a happy girl now, but later will be sad and happy again.
aiyah. rubbish
shut up and go rest.
kthxbye.

at 18:33