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May 19, 2007

Breathe once, breathe twice..

Filed under: Everything Else, !@#$

Friday was an awful day. Normally, it would be my favourite day of the week but this week, it’s simply.. horrible.

School
Consist of slacking, listening to BSB and A1 playlists, sleeping after lunch, chewing marshmallows dipped in chocolate fondue and drinking milo dinosaur. Both was really tasty and yummy, I adore chocolate! Someday, we gotta try chocolate buffet! CCN Day makes everywhere crowded, like wet market, with everyone yelling "3 for $1!!!" across each other.. cotton candy, nacho chips with cheese, donuts of every flavour, ben&jerry ice-cream, bubble teas, caramel apple cupcakes, muffins, brownies, cookies, ice-cream waffles, haunted house, bowling games, hamsters, baby tortoises etc.. well, you can imagine! It was an amazing spread. Love the sight of food but we were too full to try any except for the chocolate fondue thingy. I missed the last CCN. Alot, ALOT. Ohwell..

Supposed to go library after lunch to do research but we ended up not going and I ended up sleeping on the table, waking up at intervals before slumping down back to sleep again. Was so so tired. And I felt sick. Sadly, I’m not sick enough to skip work. We did not accomplish anything at all. Nada.

Work
Horrible sight when I arrived. Messy would be too nice a word to describe the scene. Rubbish dump is more like it. Boxes littered around the counter, baskets overflowing, rack jammed, customers shouting for help.. totally driving me crazy. I worked, entertained, replied questions and wrapped up items non-stop all the way. A particular customer made my already bad mood go downhill.

"Hey!!!" She hissed when I was busy hanging up items from the basket. Busy, busy okay.

"Yes? You wanna make payment?" I huffed, trying to ask nicely. I was abit out of breath from climbing up the racks in the storeroom to check stock. I had already lost count the number of times I’ve climbed that rusty thing.

"THEN?!!!!!!!"She said fiercely. "Why no people at the counter one?!?!"

"….."I was super pissed already. The whole place was in total chaos and there you are still shouting at me? B I T C H. Piss, piss, piss! Cant you ask nicely? I hate demanding customers. Sorry, the door is there.

My mood totally byebye. I assumed my face was very black and I was totally expressionless when customers starting HISSING me for attention. Cant they see that I have only 1 pair of ears and hands? And only kakak and me at work! No time to listen to senseless questions that are so obvious and no time for you to try gazillions of bras of the same size and different colour thank you very much.

Grr! No EQ or IQ at all, these people.. Try very fun is it? They can come hang themselves!

And when we FINALLY packed up and go, the very moment I stepped out of the shelter,

IT STARTED RAININGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!

O.o"

And guess what I had to do since I have no umbrella?

I went to take train down to WS and take bus from the interchange so I need not cross the road and thus can avoid the rain.

Clever and ma fan of me right? -.-

BUT, when I reached tampines area, THE RAIN HAD STOPPED, NO RAIN AT ALL!!!

DAMNNNNNATION!

What a dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! >:(

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And I’m veryveryvery depressed.

I need a lifesaver. ):

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