fuck friendster! seriously, i have absolutely no idea why the damn thing is screwing up on me in times like these... its been eons since the pictures started to mysteriously disappear... all i'm left with are the names to click on. it used to be only the last page, now its the second AND last page.... i'm just waiting for the same thing to happen on the first page. fuck it.
ah... job was damn crappy lah. to think that clara said it was fun?! i mean if there was the good pay cheque to look foward to at the end of the month, i would definitely not utter a single complain... but fuck shit... what's installed for me are just wiping of glass cupboards, smile and attend to fucking MAINLAND CHINESE customers, stand around and not having a chance to sit. Maybe i should look at the situation in another light; this is to spur me to get a good degree after i graduate from university and work in an office environment with a good pay and a 9-5 job!!! with just a bloody O level cert, you get pushed around like nobody's business... have i mentioned that the working hours are fuckin irregular? and they expect you to turn up for work even if they give you last minute notices.... what's more? i have to sacrifice my social life to work for $4.50/hr. grrrr.... like today lah! wanted to go out with him and then, some woman from work called me to go down for the formal interview at 4. what kinda stupid timing is that?!
I really hope that i don't have to resort to quitting.... coz that'll prove that i'm a person without determination. which i know i am.... tmd....
If only breaching of contracts are made legal... life would be sooooooo much easier to get by with...
*Fuck my life, my job, my surroundings and
YOU