random ranting
work was good today.
floorstaff finally behaved themselves after some incident last sat. Too bad i wasn't around then... heard there was a big blow up. Would've given my two fingers worth.
somehow everything went really smooth today... order flow was very handable and everything. Even had this buncha girls try all sorts of means to get one for one for a miserable shot of vodka from me and my colleague. From flirting to whipping out the longkang. Hahahahahahaha... show me something i havent seen.
And this persistent one kept trying to strike up conversations with me... moronic ones... "Are you studying or working?" What do i look like i'm doing now? Duh....
At least thta was my halftime show for the Germany/Costa Rica game. Haven't watched soccer in ages... Not bad as matches go. Plenty of poorer people around today cursing the Krauts or the costa ricans...
But somehow something was missing. Didnt really feel as energetic as per normal. Just felt... dunno... empty.
I have no idea why people like to tell me stuff... Angel says coz i look like a reliable person. Thats a freakin laugh. This would be all cool if not for my lil annpying habit of giving a damn and trying to find solutions for problems. Kapoh or being overly nice?
Fuck. Song was telling me i should give up what i do. Yea... i know. It was sooo much better back in JC where we didnt give a rat's ass of what others thought. Do what you want to and fuck the rest. Maybe as i grow up i start to actually care.
Hoopla.
Hell... JC and army were good times. All the same fucking crazy people around. Life was one big Jackass episode... now i get older and get more sensible and start slowing down. But i havent had enough of the life yet. I fucking want more.
And to a certain few people in my life at the moment... what in the world do you want of me? Like just give me a manual or finger paintings... i need a bloody clue. I don't wanna keep guessing what is expected of me and what i'm expected to know you expect me to do for you. I don't wanna get pissed at anyone coz to those who have seen me get pissed before you know you DON"T want that to happen. So please... just give me some clues or best... direct instructions.
And yes... I'm still that steady. I will always have everyone's back.
floorstaff finally behaved themselves after some incident last sat. Too bad i wasn't around then... heard there was a big blow up. Would've given my two fingers worth.
somehow everything went really smooth today... order flow was very handable and everything. Even had this buncha girls try all sorts of means to get one for one for a miserable shot of vodka from me and my colleague. From flirting to whipping out the longkang. Hahahahahahaha... show me something i havent seen.
And this persistent one kept trying to strike up conversations with me... moronic ones... "Are you studying or working?" What do i look like i'm doing now? Duh....
At least thta was my halftime show for the Germany/Costa Rica game. Haven't watched soccer in ages... Not bad as matches go. Plenty of poorer people around today cursing the Krauts or the costa ricans...
But somehow something was missing. Didnt really feel as energetic as per normal. Just felt... dunno... empty.
I have no idea why people like to tell me stuff... Angel says coz i look like a reliable person. Thats a freakin laugh. This would be all cool if not for my lil annpying habit of giving a damn and trying to find solutions for problems. Kapoh or being overly nice?
Fuck. Song was telling me i should give up what i do. Yea... i know. It was sooo much better back in JC where we didnt give a rat's ass of what others thought. Do what you want to and fuck the rest. Maybe as i grow up i start to actually care.
Hoopla.
Hell... JC and army were good times. All the same fucking crazy people around. Life was one big Jackass episode... now i get older and get more sensible and start slowing down. But i havent had enough of the life yet. I fucking want more.
And to a certain few people in my life at the moment... what in the world do you want of me? Like just give me a manual or finger paintings... i need a bloody clue. I don't wanna keep guessing what is expected of me and what i'm expected to know you expect me to do for you. I don't wanna get pissed at anyone coz to those who have seen me get pissed before you know you DON"T want that to happen. So please... just give me some clues or best... direct instructions.
And yes... I'm still that steady. I will always have everyone's back.
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