Yes. fucking haze. PSI of 150. what the hell. its starting to look like a screwed up version of genting around here. nbcb tree burners. just fucking spare the trees and the rest of us and screw off.

right. anyway.

got to sleep in till around 12, well, almost if u dont count my crazy dad waking me up at 6 in the morning as revenge. got up, changed and went out.

i wore my brother's NVSS PE tee shirt and sleeping shorts out. LOL. super comfy can. i felt like i was sleepwalking. i bet i looked like i went for training or something. i had all my work clothes in my NP shoe bag. lol.

oh yes. i was going into the toilet and these group of girls came out. they looked at my NP shoe bag, then at me and went "confirm mass comm one".

like, rofl?

work was ok today. i think my boss delights in seeing my ruin my hands by making me wash ENDLESS beer/cocktail/whathaveyou mugs/glasses/cups. wah lao. i feel like im being overworked. like, i dont get paid for what i do. it was never in my job description to be a fucking cleaner. and i dont remember the ad reading:

waitress/cleaner wanted.

nahia.. i mop, i sweep, i wash, i deliver, i make chitchat with patrons, i serve, i make cocktails and i clean up after disgusting people who can eat until the food ends up on the floor. so not worth $6/hr.

actually. i like my job. im just pissed caused the tips were lousy today. not even $2. everyone was paying by card. damn. lol.

oh and there was this funny customer. he and his wife came in super late, like 10, and ordered a whole lot of food. i was damn pissed la. gonna do closing already then they come in. anyway. he was damn fascinated with my nose piercing.

"is there a REAL hole in your nose? did it hurt? how to put in the stud? got packing or not? when you sneeze does it come out?"

i was so amused i forgot to be annoyed.

changed from my all black work attire which my boss says makes me look super waitress-y (like wth) back to my comfy clothes and went home. today is funky. the haze is super bad, and yet, there were so many people in town. even the train from marina bay was crowded. siao singaporeans. go to vivo city or something.

speaking of which, SINGYI WE MUST GO THERE ASAP.

doing a face mask now. that's 2 in 2 days. seesh. fucking haze. i swear its doing funky things to my skin. things that i cannot see but i just know my skin is crying. i will do a mask everyday i step out of the house. today was really bad, haze/kitchen fumes/car exhaust. traumatic.

and i know this is starting to sound super bimbotic but i need to take better care of my skin. as in, my arms and legs. damn dry! my elbows are cracked like shit. must start putting body moisturizer. cannot be so lazy anymore.

AND. i think i dont get enough nutrition.

i mean, obviously im not stick thin malnourished but i know im not getting enough calcium and vitamins. i bruise fucking easily and my nails chip every 2 days.

so not a good sign.

thus. i shall start drinking milk everynight and take fruits everyday. or maybe i'll go buy vitamins. HMMM.

and stop eating all the shit in my house. everything is instant. instant noodles, instant hor fun, instant porridge, instant soup. wah piang no wonder.

and i ate the first home cooked meal in about a year just yesterday. damn sad ah. pasta and chicken-from-cold-storage. i feel neglected. LOL.

church tomorrow!


im a happy happy girl. i love you much! the best thing that happened to me in a superx100 long time. mmmhmm!