life is dope, screw me!

tomorrow at 8 o'clock

whose name is Bob

i guess, i don't wish to have a shot.

well i wouldn't mind if its tequila

or anything that's sweeta.

it's fuck today.. my spine is at it's breaking point after it went through all that stress yesterday.. i woke up with a blimmey-splitting headache and found an empty tissue box over my head and plentyfull of used tissues won-tons littered all around me bed and on the floor.. hurhur.. even till now, my arms hurts to even type..

this is what happened yesterday:

i got my dad to send me to work at 11am

it was bloody mother's day and was tragically busy at the restaurant.

awesome shit to expect on the first day of work, the first bloody time i set foot onto this place.. no interviews, no long briefings, trainings or whatsoever.. just a short run through of table numbers, how to do a fucking order and kapish.. i worked my ass off for 11 bloody hours.. i might probably just ruined the day for a couple of peeps.. spilling sour cream and ice water on their nice, clean shirts and shopping bags.. now i start to think if FNB is where i should be..

anyways, i think my manager loves me.. he think's life's just too mundane and dul for me and he got me to do this to help me spice-up my life and all ;D oh wait.. it's my bloody job.. oh yea~ fuck on Mr. manager, i love the way you add stress into the life of your poor workers (eg. me).. with all the fucks , shits and lovely cheebyes in your daily vocabulary.. rock on beetch~

What happened today:

went to watch wolverine with john ( Devil wears prada ) at boogies today.. the movie was rather bad.. it had no link to the first x-men movie lah fuck.. bloodyhell, i paid 6 bucks for this and all i got was huh? what the fuck? at the end of the movie.. but then again, i love you hugh jackman... i love the way your crotch stood up even though you passed out after being shot by the fucker, victor... wooohooo... you're shooo hot... ngahahahahhahah ;D after that we went to have dinner at the kopitiam near my place.. then talked cock and smoked.. went home and the vengeful fever came back again.. how i wish i could go to bed now..

thanks john (devil wears prada)

for sacrificing your monday evening for me ;D

you da man..