Sunday, June 28

work was BAD today.
cuz my heart so wanted to be elsewhere.
but im stuck in the pink shop to stand in 8h for my bro.
fucking 8h ok.
and then i was so sleepy today, of course, i kinda screwed up my bodyclock.
no customers came today. ok, hardly. for a saturday.
sales didnt even hit 200, on a friggin saturday ok. almost, but didnt.
my meals were good. but cuz i wasnt even hungry at all cuz i was so sleepy i couldnt even eat with satisfaction. so i couldnt cheer up.
and then i keep hearing MJ songs on radio, or someone would ask me if i know that MJ is dead.


i brought my chickenrice brunch to e shop to eat.
i didnt wanna stand so i sat outside at the tables.
when i bend down to eat my food, omg all the cig ash on the table almost made me puke
then helen came over to sit w us to smoke. nathan saw my face.
after i enter e shop, nathan tried to tell her "by right, not suppose to smoke here"
then she can "nvm. by left la."


i must go and buy those signs like table stands and place it on our tables already.
must smoke at our tables and make our tables and floor full of ash meh?
those public benches acidic ah? sit already butt will rot ah? MUST sit at our tables meh?
i will not get an ashtray for you people.
nabeichaocheebye.