I Have lost weight, *jumps up and down* so i could loose more weight.
Oh Hi people, how have yall been doing?
UPDATE time.
Okay seriously "SERIOUSLY is my favorite word EVAR".
Back to where i was, seriously this is one of my sickest days ever.
NOTE: sickest as in the original meaning i have been sick.
This one fine day, i was to go to work, but i bailed out cus i was in bad need to get an MP3 so i could put songs in it and maintain my sanity since i lost my phone and stuff, so after i got my mp3 it was too early to go home, so i went an caught the lovely bones, BTW awesome movie, and got treated so well by the best service crew ever that movie ticket tearing guy guided me to my seat, so sweet or what maybe cus i went alone and he felt pathetic towards  me, anyhu, the movie ended about 9pm took the train back home shivering all the way *sign on sickness coming right up* was about to pass tanah merah station when i thought why not go to the airport, BTW favorite place ever, could sit there for the longest time ever and enjoy watching people *yeah i am weird like that* bought myself a long ass note book and started writing a diary things that go through my mind, went to Starbucks ordered the best drink evar HMMMM caramel, while waiting for drink had an awesome chat with the barista, seriously? strangers made my day, i surprised myself by actually keeping the conversation on a flow till my drink was ready, then started penning down idea for my drawing, got on the sky train to my fav terminal EVAR met 3 guys from south africa once again kept the conversation on a flow, seriously surprised. Terminal 3 vast area alot of seats, people biding goodbye they are too busy doing their stuff they lack to notice a midget *me noticing them all the way, awesome.  And then i took a bus back home one stop home, ah living near the airport. Okay i have no idea why i told you guys that, but there is a day in my life a perfect day, i could as for a company but my thoughts took care of that perfectly emo. lol.


Right yea, so that drink from starbuck after several hours, i guess it turns bad? I absent mindedly drank it, and i started vomiting my guts out *YEAH exaggeration, oh my and now i have fever on and off, off when i am not working and on to the fullest when i am working, to make matter worst my nose is running a marathon like 99% of running, which sucks when your a waitress and you actually have to serve people food, and suck for me because once i am booked for a certain event if i have to back off for any reason for example like i am dying or so, they would minus a certain amount out of my pay and mind you my pay is MOTHERFUCKING pathetic, sorry about the caps and the cursing, i have a certain strong feeling about my pay, excuse me. So yeah, lucky the day i was like literally dying my manager made me set tables and it wasn't hectic at all i was to work 6 hours and for 5 hours he gave me his phone to hear songs and left me alone to rest, *he had bad taste in songs but i rested well, thanks john.
Yesterday, I worked in a hotel @ clarke key quite close the the river, horrible uniform, i did no work but clear plates, the food smelled so good i was so hungry since i forgot to take my lunch it was torture. I worked there for 5 hours, my feet hurt so bad, once again the marathon, it was so hard to be decent i kept running into the bar to blow my nose in a busy restaurant, not easy.

Today, I will be working for 7 hours in a 6 star hotel The place where my iphone got stolen, once again being underpaid, sigh i want to quit so bad but i have got bookings for the rest of the week and i need to pay for my olevels examination fees, its not easy, argh, sweet stress.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

I need a new job.
For now i need to leave my house TWO hours earlier so,
I can be picked on by managers and work ALOT for so little.

I Have lost weight, *jumps up and down* so i could loose more weight.
Oh Hi people, how have yall been doing?
UPDATE time.
Okay seriously "SERIOUSLY is my favorite word EVAR".
Back to where i was, seriously this is one of my sickest days ever.
NOTE: sickest as in the original meaning i have been sick.
This one fine day, i was to go to work, but i bailed out cus i was in bad need to get an MP3 so i could put songs in it and maintain my sanity since i lost my phone and stuff, so after i got my mp3 it was too early to go home, so i went an caught the lovely bones, BTW awesome movie, and got treated so well by the best service crew ever that movie ticket tearing guy guided me to my seat, so sweet or what maybe cus i went alone and he felt pathetic towards  me, anyhu, the movie ended about 9pm took the train back home shivering all the way *sign on sickness coming right up* was about to pass tanah merah station when i thought why not go to the airport, BTW favorite place ever, could sit there for the longest time ever and enjoy watching people *yeah i am weird like that* bought myself a long ass note book and started writing a diary things that go through my mind, went to Starbucks ordered the best drink evar HMMMM caramel, while waiting for drink had an awesome chat with the barista, seriously? strangers made my day, i surprised myself by actually keeping the conversation on a flow till my drink was ready, then started penning down idea for my drawing, got on the sky train to my fav terminal EVAR met 3 guys from south africa once again kept the conversation on a flow, seriously surprised. Terminal 3 vast area alot of seats, people biding goodbye they are too busy doing their stuff they lack to notice a midget *me noticing them all the way, awesome.  And then i took a bus back home one stop home, ah living near the airport. Okay i have no idea why i told you guys that, but there is a day in my life a perfect day, i could as for a company but my thoughts took care of that perfectly emo. lol.


Right yea, so that drink from starbuck after several hours, i guess it turns bad? I absent mindedly drank it, and i started vomiting my guts out *YEAH exaggeration, oh my and now i have fever on and off, off when i am not working and on to the fullest when i am working, to make matter worst my nose is running a marathon like 99% of running, which sucks when your a waitress and you actually have to serve people food, and suck for me because once i am booked for a certain event if i have to back off for any reason for example like i am dying or so, they would minus a certain amount out of my pay and mind you my pay is MOTHERFUCKING pathetic, sorry about the caps and the cursing, i have a certain strong feeling about my pay, excuse me. So yeah, lucky the day i was like literally dying my manager made me set tables and it wasn't hectic at all i was to work 6 hours and for 5 hours he gave me his phone to hear songs and left me alone to rest, *he had bad taste in songs but i rested well, thanks john.
Yesterday, I worked in a hotel @ clarke key quite close the the river, horrible uniform, i did no work but clear plates, the food smelled so good i was so hungry since i forgot to take my lunch it was torture. I worked there for 5 hours, my feet hurt so bad, once again the marathon, it was so hard to be decent i kept running into the bar to blow my nose in a busy restaurant, not easy.

Today, I will be working for 7 hours in a 6 star hotel The place where my iphone got stolen, once again being underpaid, sigh i want to quit so bad but i have got bookings for the rest of the week and i need to pay for my olevels examination fees, its not easy, argh, sweet stress.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

I need a new job.
For now i need to leave my house TWO hours earlier so,
I can be picked on by managers and work ALOT for so little.