listening to: David Cook's oh-so make-me-melt voice!
Simply soothing. On two occasions I dozed of while doing my RJ. Thanks eh. So SAF was on Friday. One big event that took my breath away.
From the crowd to the energy to what everyone says somehow spells happening next to the word SAF. Even the MC announcement is enough to pull my heart out of it's socket. Imagine her saying something like,
"SINGAPORE'S very own RDP!"
Oh my oh my! Hot right! For those who were there I love you people ALOT ALOT! For those who weren't, TOO BAD! Book another date with us on 15 June.
Weekends spells "WORK LIKE SHIT". Fucking sales just started and the fucking uncivilised barbaric people came shopping. I think parents should really send their child for lessons on courtesy and not to be rude rather than sending them for stupid piano lessons.
Imagine this. A 10 year-old little girl messed up ur table of tank tops in front of your very eyes and just walked away after throwing the load. WTF! She very well see me clearing the pile of SHIT on the table and folded it, turning it to a very clean and eye pleasing table. Voila! Yet she came looking for a size for her mom and overturned all the clothes back again. Ok fine. Just a little girl. I let it pass. After how many fucking minutes that her mom tried those tanks that they came back out with all the load, walked straight to the front of the shop where the table is, threw the load right in front of me, and walked off out JUST LIKE THAT.
Fucking nabeh cibai!
Oh ya! and being tired that I was, I decided to rest well sunday night. Fair enough! We ended pretty early and walked all the way to the MRT with aching back, leg, hands everywhere lah. Soon that I realised I fucking left my wallet in the drawer of the outlet. Just as we were about to enter the gate to MRT.
What else can I do?! I walk all the back to the store and reached to get the last train back home. I was fucking tired! FYI
Today is rest day. Spent it with mom since tomorrow's gonna be her birthday and im not gonna be there since im working. BUT! I'll be coming home with Mirza to wish her .. together with him and of course, TO EAT.
Well well, mom's sick. No food at home. So I decided to cook. For mom, kakak, amin andddddddddddddddddddd MIRZA! hehehee. I don't know if it's nice anot. Let's see what he has to say. He came down after one of his orders and I packed for him so he won't be left hungry at work.
And tomorrow is JAVA! Dang it!
