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Friday, November 23, 2007


Taken minutes ago.

Tot of skipping front office replacement class tomorrow at 9am but Ms Ruth is being smart enough to give us assessment on walk-in reservation tomorrow cos she knows for sure some of us will skip if there's no assessment. Ish.

Miki just phoned me and asked me whether I'm free to go for a drink in Station 1 at Puchong. Yea, I'm fucking free but no one will be fetching me there lar. Shit. I'm gonna get my driving license asap. It's very inconvenience for me although most of my friends will be fetching me out. Ha ha.

About today's housekeeping assessment on trolley packing&bathroom cleaning. I'm being unlucky to be chosen to do the trolley packing. What the fuck lar. Bell studied for it and yet she got the bathroom cleaning just to wash the toilet unit without explaining any facts. Me, being unlucky was shoot by Ms Lay Bee:

Her: That's all ar?
Me: Yea, I guess so.
Her: Janice, are you sure you've done all the explanation?
Me: *keeps quiet*

Then when I came out from the room calling for the next two person, I just remember that I forgot to explain about the tires . I lost marks again! Argh.. It reminds me of how badly I did for the previous assessment on bed making. My term 2 sucks and I really wish I won't failed, sigh.. no mood already.

I will just post the photos taken today during account class:





It's like Bell trying to say, "Apalar!". Ha ha.


Rebekah sleeping again? :x


Oh yea. Suddenly this matter go through my mind, I just remember it. Boy, I'm good to everyone. So I hope you don't misunderstood that I actually have feeling towards you when I'm being nice to you. You're just another friend of mine. I just want you to know that we will never get together. I hope you won't spread rumors around in college telling others that we're getting together. I don't like it when people start asking me so and so. I'm single but I'm not available :)



A million words couldn't bring you back, I know because I've tried. Neither could a million tears, I know because I've cried.

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