something's wrong...
rem dis sentence frm somewhere, ''i hv dis love-hate relatnshp with my handphone.. " so true sometimes.. i hate it when it kept ringing... yet feel uneasy when there's not a single sound frm it e whole day... den i will start checking on the memory... mayb e memory's full i tot... or mayb e hp's spoilt.. mayb i'd missed a call or a sms... haha... y doesnt it ring?
no chinese 4 my blog again.. but y.. i merely chaanged e template.. urgh.. it awiz happen when i change template... anyone noe why? nvm.. tts no e main reason y i blog.. went katy's bday yday... just like last yr.. its at aranda's... haha.. dno y she like it there.. anyways anyways.. it was boring.. yah boring to the core.. i could have jolly well stay at hm n slp.. or even made fulll use of my time 2 do some wrk... well.. again.. nvm.. its her bday.. so as long as she's happy.. anything goes... wrk was horrible today.. yesh.. once again.. n its not e normal kinda horrible.. its HORRIBLY horrible.. if there's sucha description.. bills went wrong... drinks went wrong... food went wrong... service went wrong... everything went wrong.. i got complains frm customer for i-duno-what.. n its not just one complain from one customer.. its multiple complains frm multiple customers... hahah... isn't amazing? n 2 make it sound even worse... it is complains about things that i dun even know... i was like... ''wad the hell..'' din even noe wads its all about... surprisingly i din threw my temper.. wonder where i gotten all these patience frm today... i juz kpt quiet den apologise.. other than forcing myself 2 hard 2 smile... everything else seems normal.. i have dis prob with smiling... i cant do e fake smiles... when i cant smile.. i jus cant... but i'm wrkin in a service line... gosh... gotta learn 2 coax myself 2 smile... even when i dun wan 2.. hmmm but 2 think of it... i smile alot... laugh alot most of the times.. so it doesnt reali matter again... m i writting something that makes sense?.. or mayb i'm juz drunk... must be the bailey's.. drowing myself w bailey's once n again...
yesterday was an interesting day.. had diarrheoa from supper at newton e previous night.. something's wrong with all e 'got shell no legs'' stuff i ate.. slpt real late cuz of that.. den i couldnt wake up in time 2 meet donald n sam.. we were supposed 2 get a present 4 ivan's baby 1-mth old celebratn.. woke up at 3pm.. met him at abt 345pm at tpy central.. went 4 food.. den was juz in time 4 wrk at 5pm.. so yesh... we skipped e present.. luckily claudin asked if we wan 2 share.. cuz she's gg 2 go get a pendant or something.. of cuz i'd love to.. haha.. save my trouble... wrk was fun.. did a farewell function w ronald upstairs.. like e guests.. v sweet n gentle pp.. n they even gave me a tshirt of their own as souvenir.. i'm not short of clothes but.. i dun mind somethin tt i could keep in momento.. 4 me 2 rem these nice pp.. n e part where i gotta run up n down just 2 get pints n pints of tetley's was memorable as well.. *-* told them tt i could have easily lost 2 kgs juz cuz of that.. hahaha.. wrk's gd n all.. till i saw harvey.. its like.. WTH.. i c him everywhere i go.. n why is that so.. *sigh* met him at MW.. saw him when i switch over 2 IDC.. den yesh i c him again now at my new wrk place AGAINz... not that he disgust me.. but its feels furnie seein someone whom i noe yet dun talk 2 right infront of me.. its real weird seeing EXes sometimes.. its a so near yet so far kinda feeling... hmm.. we used 2 share almost every single thing in our lives.. yet upon e end of a relationship, we lost everything.. including the friendship.. duno abt u all but at least tts wads happenin 2 me all the time.. hmmm mayb i juz dun like e awkwardness? or mayb i'm juz petty... like wad i awiz say.. its harder 4 me 2 4get pains.. no idea... haiz.. wad an eventful day.. -.-
Sometimes i think i actually live in e clouds
I hv e most enchanting garden in my heart..
I'll rather stay in my own utopia..
I'm aint no big fan of reality..
I love to piss people off in the most delicate way.
I love to see that fuming expressions on their faces
I love the sight of challenges
I love the way I fight on to the end..
If you know what I mean..
I hate fears
I hate tears
I hate darkness
I hate noises
(& that includes all NAGGINGs)
I want a good rest.
I want a good reward after all hardwork.
(& I mean it, cuz I know I deserve it.)