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the.girl


Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Sunday, July 20, 2008









vision screening on a beauuutiful sunday!
should i say that i'm blessed or cursed to be in management section?
i was almost out of breath when those old folks kept streaming in one after the other and i had to literally use my stamina to handle them.
there was a language barrier, that's one thing.
it also requires a truckload of patience to repeat the same old thing to them and especially when it comes to explaining the directions, i was on the verge of vomitting blood.
& i need to constantly project my voice loud enough so that those folks with hearing difficulty could hear me.
stamina+loud voice+patience+"CANTONESE"= OMG!
felt like i'm half-dead by the end of it.
met a ridiculous mad dog who came barking at us before getting her facts right.
should have told tham 'bout it.


i feel like they don't treat me as part of the class.
i don't feel accepted.
if they can be concerned about other cliques, why can't they include me too?
do i appear to be so transparent to them?
bought a whole bag full of bread for the rest.
shared some cookies-like thingy with the rest?
did they even ask me, when i'm just right beside them?
HELL NO!
did they ask me to join them for crab feast?
NO!
i'm not greedy over food lah.
it's not as if i can't afford them.
food/activity is a secondary matter.
what matters to me most is that they didn't even ask me.
it's out of politeness and courtesy to ask right?
shallow-minded people!
but nevermind, i've found my real friend lilin!
i gotta ask again: am i so detestable?



went to tiong to get bubble tea.
YES! finally had my fave honeydew ice-blended after making a mistake in ordering honeydew milk-tea the last time round.LOL
saw the rest at sweet talk too.
weird lo...between us there's like only around 2 customers
and they were in their own world so didn't see me.
is it deliberately?
until i took initiative to say goodbye to them.
i can't stand this !!!!!!!!!!
why should i be nice?
should have acted blur and deliberately walked past them with my eyes looking at the sky.
HATE THEM TO THE MAX!
SHIT THEM!



went home feeling down but the bubble tea soothed my mood a little.
had ecuador dark magnum just now.
dark chocs should make me happy.
hah!









oh, this new edition of magnum is highly rated.
it's VERY NICE!
check 'em out!





who wanna hit the beach with me?
i wanna rant and curse and scold!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
who understands my fury?

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