one curses difficult customers with diarrhea.
one is enjoying Hari Raya now.
one has a soft spot for compliments.
one chews on stapler leads literally.
one is being unfaithful.
one is shorter and cuter than me.
one cant help much as a 'kind' citizen.
one is Nepalese and likes chili padi.
one is worst than my mother with depression.
one is slow witted but in any case a better waitress than others.
one works on quiet days.
one asks a lot of questions.
one is constantly stealing food from the kitchen.

one is me.

it's my off day and im blogging about my work mates.
what's wrong with me?

i need some money.
anyone?

i miss BF. i cant believe me.
im getting so weak.
trying to psycho myself with different mentalities. ♥s. guess i will just have to give in to myself now and then.