I'm goddamn stupid

I can't actually believe how downright stupid I am.

Afew hours back, I realised that shit keyboard wasn't working , so I thought surf finish the net then restart com see. Unknowningly, being the me I am, I took like millions of hours. And somehow or another, not long ago after restarting the com and realizing it doesn't work, I plugged in the keyboard (Rubber-type ones) which I psycho Bro into buying the other time. And now I'm living with this. And I swear it kills, effing hard to uhm, type.

Leaving me now here, hungry yet lazy, and tired.

Work have been super , ==

On account that :
1) Dropped food = once
2) Broke tray (TRAY. Who on Earth breaks trays? -.-) = once
3) Broke number plate = once
Total working days = 6
3/6 = 1/2 = 50% !
See what a fucktanstic worker I am.
Lucky there is nice & CHILDISH people like those @ RafflesC's outlet. Or else, I'd polly been given the sack.
And it's still sad that the cute guy is from china , and he is harassed by the china b*. No, I don't care if he enjoys her company. HAHAHA

Oh, and there's this ahma when you turnup for work preparing the food. Usually then, salads. She's like a grandmother since I never quite had one. :)

Mum did visit me during one of my workdays. She surprised me. And as-a-matter-of-factly, I served her. Later there was a wrong order. Call her cute/stupid/funny/lame or what's not, but she didn't say it to change order. For fear that I'd been put in trouble for wrong orders. Haha, so stupidly she ate it, and told me later it was yucky. I thought she should have probably seen how many mistakes I made. Maybe it could compile into a dictionary. Ha!

Sigh, there's work tmr.

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oh, I am going to marry an angmoh next time.

HA HA HA

HANDSOME ANGMO

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GREAT KELLY

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Strong

Cute

Handsome

Kids.

Hahahaha

Dream

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What a nice dream :)

But i was kidding, okay alittle. Haha!

Sometimes you try so hard, try too hard.
So much that eventually when you realised that
it all counts down to nothing once again,
you stop trying to be the girl everyone wants you to be.
It's hard, when all you ever wanted was for
others' happiness. Yet never yr own's.

There's a time after awhile, when yr voice becomes too dry from all the not talking for hours. That's when y'know you'd reached the max of tears.

I'm already missing so many people. :'(