| Current mood: |  good |
| Current music: | stars and boulevards - augustana |
good good good
i love this song! still the number song in my ipod. speaking of my dear 'ol ipod, the battery has officially kicked the bucket. how now brown cow? give up. 1048 songs will fly away if i change the batt! whatever la. work was good today, because there was a hot customer. HA. hot customer. thats like the biggest insult. its because he's THE WORLD'S HOTTEST CHINESE GUY YOU CAN EVER FIND AND HE CAME TO CARTEL!
and he has a girlfriend.
maybe that's his sister? then again, sister's dont go out with brothers wearing a skirt that's about 5 cm long.
but its okay, eye candy only.
and i also saw the world's dumbest assistant manager alive right now ie. nicholas yeo @ cartel SLEEPING ON THE COUCH SEAT. want to sleep? okay. BUT AT ONE OF THE TABLES CUSTOMERS USE TO EAT?!
seriously, i thought his stupidity cannot sink ANY LOWER, but today he has, yet again, proven me very very wrong. if i havent introduced him to you guys yet, he is basically the epitome of a man with an IQ of -1000000, the working professionalism of a china man who sells rotting fruits on the streets, and the articulation of a 3 year old autistic kid (no offense to these kids out there).
AND YET HE HAS BEEN PROMOTED TO ASSISTANT MANAGER.
if he can be asst. manager, i can be UN's secretary general.
as you can see this supposed-to-be-happy entry has taken a dramatic turn with the mere mention of this bloody moronic assholic retarded idiot, so i shall stop talking about him, for now.
shit la, i really have no mood to continue this entry anymore. bye then. hahahaha
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