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Hello.

Day has been rough for me. What do you get when you get aunties/cheenas/irritating customers in your shop? Firstly, you get a messy shop. Secondly, you get yourself fuming. Thirdly, you would be thinking of smashing each and everyone of the customers' faces.

Only got 3 hours of sleep yesterday. Mummy finally called me. She cried and told me she wanted to commit suicide. As her daughter, i was freaking scared. She sounded so.. Depressed. Seeing her acting this way, i feel emo too. I love you mummy. I hate expressing myself, but i guess this is the only form where i can really express myself. I'm sorry mummy, for not being a good daughter. I don't blame you, at all. Never once. Stop blaming yourself and brace yourself. We still need you.

Since i was so emo, and i thought someone didn't want to talk to me already, i felt even emo. Lol. Talked to shane for quite a while and slept at 4plus 5? Lol. Freaking tired. Morning woke up, and dragged myself off the bed. Kept snoozing the alarm.

Wasn't late for work. Damn early. Hehe. As always. :p And just talk crap and slack until early afternoon, when the crowd came in. Bloody irritating. The whole fucking place was damn messy. All thanks to the people. Who don't know how to open their stupid mouths to ask for assistance. And the way they handle the clothes, can vomit blood. I don't know how to explain it, but.. you would just be fuming mad when you see it. Smash their arms i tell you.

I kept going around the table in circles. Folding non-stop. Fold one round, next thing you know, gotta fold another round. You know how fucking irritating it is? I wish i could just scream in their ears. Or maybe.... :) Anyway, i fold till my shoulder were so sore. Not exaggerating. They suck ok. Cant see people slogging their guts out while they just happily messing up the place. Suckers.

Anyway, after work, dad came to fetch me. :) And Sixian called me. Poor army boy, lung infection, have to stay in hospital. Sorry couldn't make it to visit you. Damnnnnnnn tired laa. Anyway, stop smoking so much! See what happen now? Dumbo. Cut down! Control! You can do it sixian!

And dad was freaking pissed with the security. He was driving through and suddenly, he go-stun. One of the security asked him what he was doing. And that was when i realised daddy's face wasn't so happy. So....

Me: Daddy, why you go-stun?
Daddy: I want to f the security. Pervert right? Keep staring at you right?

Lol. Daddy, daddy, as usual, so protective. But still, i love you.

♥ With LOVE