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shit happens

Friday, January 20, 2006

okie. kak aisha is such a dearie.
since i werk 11 hrs ytd. she re-schedule me.
instead of starting at 9.
i start at 11 ends at 5. ( but today i end at 5.45 )

the day started out with shits.
my mum. didnt know i was having slight fever.
woke me up inthe morning.
kept nagging. n even say ' dun let me go to the xtend of stop you from werking'!!
they. my own parents. nvr bless wad i do.
i rather get knocked down by a car. make it mrt.
on my way to werk.
happy then??!!
and sis nana sms me at a wrg time.
i was abt to enter my werk place. her sms made me burst into tears.
kak aisha saw from a distance tat i cried.
it hurts knowing what i do..
is not pleased by my very own parents.
they are not proud of their independent daughter.
no trust. no support.
why the hell i werk for.
i cud hav just stayed home. demand money from them!!
fcuk man. it hurts so much.
i think its cuming. dats why i've been sick.having migraines.
and i'm really fragile n emotional now.
i cried... gawd-

aniwae. kak aisha insist i go home n rest. cause i look pale.
and she saw me crying.. she wants me to rest.
but i refuse. i dun wanna go home.
spend my time at home!
no way- ho zay!!
so i stayed. n yiet kinda cheered me up.. -.-'
such an arsehole. * send him back m'sia arh *

so anyway...
i n kak aisha manage the whole diner. ourselves.
then MR area manager. MR adrian foo. came
he said i'm too young to master both bar n floor.
under the cap. i look 'cute' - wtfish.
he just dont believe i know both floor n bar -.-"
think i so young. so dumb hah... * -.-""
huh! i'm not..
'u're just jealous mister !!! ' =p

so anyway. joleen came. she was suppose to do bar.
cause she is very clumsy on the floor.
but she insist to do the floor. so i just do the bar.
atleast bar is more fun.
no drinks to make. or cake to prepare.
the only thing i do is.. disturb Yiet and Aunty Ros. =)
wakakka - so nottie.
and Yiet kip talking to me in chinese.
lucky i understand.
he always pull my hair n splash water.
lucky have Aunty Ros!!
i'm gonna make u back!! wakaka.

well. okok.dats the great thing i njoy.
bout werking.. BUT..shit happens.
and just when the day to end at its best.
shit happens.
now i can clearly say...
gawd...i hate tat butch!!
i was so polite to her.
and she was fucking rude...

it isnt the ferz time.
some jokes have a limit.
she was at the bar with me.
and she tot kak aisha was nearby.
so she asked a question.. and commented herself.
she expect a reply frm kak aisha.
whom is totalley unaware and busy.
so i answered. cause i did the stock. n i know.

she asked...
" eh this booklet new arh. looks new.. where u get it?"
-i politely reply...
"ouh yep its new kak. only ten is new.the rest is old. get from underneath the bench."
then her fcuking reply was...
" izit? how you know "
-i said.
'yea i know. cause i helped kak aisha open the package"
-and her more fcuking reply is
' yea ryte. but did i ask you? i nvr ask you what ?!"
-so i answer calmly...
' ouh kay... fine..' then i left the counter into the kitchen

first thing first...
she didnt mention 'eh aisha... is this.. blablabla...'
wtfuck is her problem.
its not the freaking ferz time.
she's like this to the new comers. pity sia -.-"

but at tat moment. i'm hurt.n truly xploded!
it was way pass my werking time.
n i said bye nicely to all my colleagues xcept her.
and just left.walked pass her.
i truly showed her my true colours.
i aint a softy ...
when she asked me.
" eh where you going? packing fer wad"
i just say.
"go home arh! then..wad? ".
i mean duh - i was packing....

then she still can say.
"eh rilek arh..."
my arse ah relax!
i just said.
" ah- wadever ah.!" * gave an unwilling smile. n walk off!

relax!? u say... i'm sick. tired. n i stayed so tat...
you no need to do all the running in n out bar!!
n now.. wad i'm been pizzed at!
why must u be fcuking rude to me at the ferz place.
multiple times wahlao!!
everything has a limit la. KNN.
you're mistreating me. adds on to the shits happen to me.
why must i respect you- if you dont even respect me !!

now i havta face my mum again at home.
argh!! i'm so glad... marc. n kevin was nearby town.
they fetched me. went home 2gether.
atleast i held back my tears.
but i sms mas. n talked to her.
i burst out a while. at the mrt station.
n mrt.
gosh !! i stopped myself frm weeping.

then i reached home.
i strait away went into my bathroom.
bathtub. dipped myself in for 1/2 hr.
i cried my heart out.
after that. i landed on my bed. n weep.
till i' feel gd once more. i got up.
so here i am.
in front of the com.
shitting all those shits happened today.

i really hope sumone online wud make me feel better.
please...
-.- " i havent spoke a werd to my siblings n mum.
i locked myself in the room.
hadn't had my dinner....
gosh..

i'm really weak.restless.down.brittle. now.

xoxo just break me xoxo bury me alive xoxo next to the one i've murdered xoxo

xoxo ♥ sue:
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