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feeling damn sian... feeling like shit everyday now... working too hard having no life everyday the same routine. getting more bad tempered maybe cos of the noise in the shop. everyday noise noise noise. it's like the kids dun have exams. exam period more kids. now i'm waiting for time to pass to go work. i can't think of any days to take a leave that's why i keep working and working.

yesterday jamming, i cut my finger. in fact i sliced my finger cos i was trying to find out if it is possible to slide on rusted strings. i slide and slide and slice my finger. greatness. after that, after chilling at ameen (the last time i went there was more than a month ago... the whole april is ameenless) i sat at the bus stop alone. in the middle of the center bench. i waited and waited. i looked away, my bus ran away. was fucking pissed. wanted to kick myself. i waited and waited until i saw ismail, dec and john.

been very unlucky these days... sunday, i wore slippers to work. my slippers got stepped on twice, each time on each slipper. then at work i was coiling the wires, i let the controller connector fall and it falls straight to my toes... not once, not twice but more than three times. fucking suay. all within a day. that day was mother's day... i bought this cake and the bread talk girl say she will keep it for me cos the cake needs to be kept in the fridge. i paid and left for work... after work and jamming i rushed back to retrieve my cake. the shop was closed but i saw peeples inside, i went up and called the peeples. gave them the receipt. they came back telling me that cannot find my cake. my cake went missing le. they returned me my money. i went home. wat shit lor... fucking irresponsible... but i managed to get my ma another cake at cheers... of all place, cheers.

oh wells time for work. work.