Love Me . Love Me Not .
Sunday, April 03, 2005
these past 5 days had been like "hell" for me.. waking up at 5am, back home only at 4plus, once even came home at 10pm cos of a silly excursion to e beer brewery.. insufficient sleep, not enough rest, lack of social life... it was terrible manz! nobody is even at home to talk to me n i had to go to sleep early all alone.. no one to say goodnight to or anything alse at all... so lonely k... sob... i hate 7-3 shift!! but most definitely, i learnt alot. it was really very nice meeting different guests on different days.. kinda fun.. hee.. but tiring lor... see, no off day n im back to sch tmr.. wat kinda lifestyle is tis?? luckily yesterday i managed to squeeze in some time to meet my dearest darling... hey, i could hav gone home take dinner n go to sleep k.. but i took a shower at shang, so i felt more refreshed then we went ps to watch eye10. wat a lame movie.. but nonetheless, i was amused by it.. in e end went home abt 10plus n slept only at 12am!! argh... but today was bad work day.. many unhappy things happened.. yet tis stupid bangladeshi wan make it worse for me.. ok.. he is oso a shatec trainee.. tat means he is some rich bangladeshi's son tats y he is able to study overseas, shatec some more.. but his brain is worse than tat of a bangladeshi construction worker! (at tis point i would like to clarify, YES i am racist. ppl who noe me well enough will noe..) anyway, he came in to room service on e same day as me. his laziness puts me off, his attitude n character juz piss me off.. no matter wat he does now wont help tat perception of mine. thus, i hav never spoken to him much before.. juz a one or two word reply. i juz hate unproductive ppl u see.. i hav to do his portion of work ok. anyway, all he ever says to me is why r u so quite (he meant quiet). i acted blur n said huh wat? wat quite? dun speak broken english can? cos he asked me tat like 3 times a day n it juz puts me off. cos he added on when i didnt answer... "r u tis quite at home?" "u dun talk to ur family?" "wat does ur bf thinks abt ur quiteness?" "r ur bro n sis all quite like tis, like u?" tat was e last straw! i glared at him n nearly blurted out: "will u mind ur own biz mr bangladeshi? dun act worse than a construction worker can?" my personal life is none of his fishing biz u see? i dun like him tats y i dun wish to talk to him. fullstop. simple as ABC. my captain already jokingly warned him.. he asked him not to irritate me like tat, i may keep quiet n not answer, but tat means my bite is going to be horrible! haha.. so today when he asked again, i pretended i couldnt hear.. had enough of his nonsense.. alwaz trying soooooo hard to act like he is humourous, finding excuses for his LAZINESS, acting like one big flirt when he is juz one balding old young bangladeshi. sick manz... i wanna puke ar.. eww... enough of tat jerk.. wanna go nap le.. a hungry man is an angry man.. a sleepy gal is an irritated gal..... ya.. im very grumpy now.. dun wanna say more le......
*made my wish*<3
6:11 PM
