as continued from the previous entry.
We woke up and spent the second day which was like few hours more to night.. livers burnt. throats inflamed.. everyone were Rod stewart wannabes. and chalet kinda turned bored after first night turned out to be so happening. (bloody dunno where all the videos and pictures gone, i will try to upload man. u guys can have a great laugh. )
reached home. totally drained and i collapsed.
so in my dreams, i fucked everyone again.
the following day.
woke up to work. yeahh gonna get "sunflower award". the most hardworking fella in spore. total hatred for working life man. i rather sit in the lectures and doze off or anything. sit in the canteen and search for Tammy or wad so ever. make fun of people and totally slack my ass down the road. now everyday its just standing at different spots and facing the most imbecile customers u ever seen in ur life. they are so moronic u cant believe it. one example:
Customer: So where are these products made?
Me: China. Nowadays things are all made in China. Cheap labor wad. everything also want to cut costs mah.
Customer: China? hmm so its means low quality lar?
Me: No lah cut costs not low quality. Quality is standard everywhere one. Singapore very focus on quality checks. QC. u noe QC?
(Note: in retail line, u have to lie and be the most hypocrite bitch in the world)
Customer: dunno leh. i only heard before ICQ.
Me: *fuck you cb*
Had a gathering with my colleagues last night. ate steamboat and reached home 5am. i dunno man. dont ask if i ate the whole steamboat down. dead and still dead. worked this early morning when everyone is still snoring. i repeat. i felt dead.
but sometimes things go so weird. u get this surge of strength and u manage to crawl home and bath and go down clarke quay again. please dont ask me wads this strength called. oh man. and sometimes the fatigue and depression and unhappiness or wadever fucked up unbalanced hormones tats in ur body, they will just go away. yeahh go away. simply when you saw her.
cos there will be a smile in ur gayish heart.
Historical at : 2:44 AM