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Nana, 19 on 31st January




Saturday, April 05, 2008

Gdmorning world! :) today i woke up to the sound of my mom n dad getting ready to go jogging. e thought of joining them was tempting enough but i wasnt in e mood to get up from my bed. shit shld reali start exercising more nana.

i nearly blew up today coz mom wanted to buy nasi lemak from downstairs again. she does tt all e time now so i eat nasi lemak practicali everyday. it's expensive AND practicali consist of nothing. plus e portion is so little, u can reali imagine how stingy e woman is. my mom reali needs to get into e habit of cooking again. after my nagging, she agreed to cook macaroni. sigh, if she does cook these days, it's fried rice or spaghetti or macaroni. i guess it's a start aniwaes. haha.

work's been a bitch. seriously singaporeans r e worst kind of customers ive ever seen. there's so much talk abt wanting gd service n hellloooo we provide em, n u treat us like some dogs u c on e street. e one ting im surprised abt, even businessmen n office ppl r rude. some extreme ones r enough a reason for me to wan to quit work. so sometimes saying back to these ppl makes me feel better. one person argued wit me ydae tt they dined at fnc often so they wld noe wad they're ordering so i told them back ive worked here long enough to noe nearly everything abt e place. a-hole. honestly, i wld jz let them complain. tt is all singaporeans do. complain complain complain. just shut up alr.

ive always joke wit my colleagues tt maybe if i were to have a restaurant, if they like to complain so much, maybe i'd minus off e service charge frm their bill if they agree to take e food themselves, clear e table after they finish eating n then set the table for e next customer. that will teach them all a lesson. haha.

okay g2g. mom's calling me to eat tt damned macaroni alr. hahaha. bye!