Sunday, March 9

damn the client. everything's fine except the teeth. yea. everything is wrong except your teeth! i hope I shut him up today. but no!! please please please replace me. it's god damn tired standing 9 fucking hours with heels!! and with only 2 sandwiches, no, 3 to be exact in the stomach! god damnit. hard earned money leh. fucked up. but owell. for the money, i tolerate. just praying that i'm replaced. my feet are fucking sore. and i have to wake up 6am in the fucking morning to rush to expo! wtf. it's my sleeping time!! argh. just let me rant, i am god damn tired. haven been this tired for so long. ono.

seriously, i don't know what's wrong with me seriously. giddy spells even when lying down. o great.

yea, i'll try. and soon enough, everything will end. because i know i will never ever agree.

cinderella isnt happy. :(

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