Saturday, hate to be working when i should be in bed sleeping over the sunrise up to my face. But no, i have to work, not like any other pampered girls out there still sleeping at 5.30am. I don't have such a good life like they had. Maybe it's a test for me or rather to "polish" me.
Work, 7am to 3pm. How am i going to survive with my crazy stomach and gastric? The pain is sudden, sharp like thousand of needles poking in and out. It's alright, i won't die because of this little pain. The weather today is so goddamn hot. And the cafe's air-con is still not working. And everyone's late for work. What the hell is with them? Not even a call to inform.
I really hate the newcomers. Taught and forget. Plain lazy and fucking arrogant. It's ok, i'll bear for one more day, just 1 more day and for the sake of money. Freaking hell bastards. Vulgarities come back from my mouth again, yes i know.. I need to stop myself but sometimes i really need to relieve my anger. I don't want to breakdown anymore.
Extended work by half an hour, straight 8 hours minusing off the break-time. Great, half an hours more pay... Kinda tired and went home straight. Changed up and online. Dad was using the computer outside so i used my bro's. What should i do? OH, watch movies. Great finally something i can relax. Watched Thank You For Smoking and TMNT. Both are good, different categories, different stories and great lines. Hah!
Checked on my blog's taggy. My bro came back, changed com and updated blogggg. Yo, yeah i had posted up new songs on my blog and also changed it into the autoplay format instead of having you guys clicking on it. As you see, the previous format was uhhh, space wastage. Hahahaa... Yeah, it's 9pm now. i think i should go to sleep now since i'm working at 7am tomorrow morning. Yet another day of torture. I will bear with it 'cause i know it's a form of training.
I knew everything was what i had seen and what i predicted. You ain't a good manager at all. You were nothing good except for scolding and nagging at others without looking at your faults. I know i have faults too, but do you ever reflect yourself? I always do and i always look at my own mistake.
Work, 7am to 3pm. How am i going to survive with my crazy stomach and gastric? The pain is sudden, sharp like thousand of needles poking in and out. It's alright, i won't die because of this little pain. The weather today is so goddamn hot. And the cafe's air-con is still not working. And everyone's late for work. What the hell is with them? Not even a call to inform.
I really hate the newcomers. Taught and forget. Plain lazy and fucking arrogant. It's ok, i'll bear for one more day, just 1 more day and for the sake of money. Freaking hell bastards. Vulgarities come back from my mouth again, yes i know.. I need to stop myself but sometimes i really need to relieve my anger. I don't want to breakdown anymore.
Extended work by half an hour, straight 8 hours minusing off the break-time. Great, half an hours more pay... Kinda tired and went home straight. Changed up and online. Dad was using the computer outside so i used my bro's. What should i do? OH, watch movies. Great finally something i can relax. Watched Thank You For Smoking and TMNT. Both are good, different categories, different stories and great lines. Hah!
Checked on my blog's taggy. My bro came back, changed com and updated blogggg. Yo, yeah i had posted up new songs on my blog and also changed it into the autoplay format instead of having you guys clicking on it. As you see, the previous format was uhhh, space wastage. Hahahaa... Yeah, it's 9pm now. i think i should go to sleep now since i'm working at 7am tomorrow morning. Yet another day of torture. I will bear with it 'cause i know it's a form of training.
I knew everything was what i had seen and what i predicted. You ain't a good manager at all. You were nothing good except for scolding and nagging at others without looking at your faults. I know i have faults too, but do you ever reflect yourself? I always do and i always look at my own mistake.
14 April 2007, Saturday
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