pieces of me
Tuesday, November 06, 2007 |
ok so i'm back frm bugis
wit my bluish black skinny jeans
[ESPRIT wanted blue , i prefered black so TADAH]
found out i'm a size 27
....god i'm so fat....n ugly...i hate myself
so yep
J.T followed me all e way
...sign*....love is pain
PS....i **** him ....[go figure urself]
workin tmr n its seriously a pain in e ass
its no diff workin in NIKE
boring n pathetic
feel like runnin off to work in a factory filled wit aunties
at least u dun hav to fake smiles
n greet "welcome to ESPRIT" every 5 secs
once this baby walked in
n my colleages greeted him
like he was LKY or somethin....
other reasons tat i'm frustrated r
[1] i cant do makeup....i did some prom makeup to work ystd
n they complained it was tooo thin
guess i hav ta try to look like ronald mac donald then....
[2] the j8 auntie cleaner...
i jus cant get along wit her
coldnt find e tap so she was scoldin me
askin me to go home instead then work
n then she babbled on in canto.....
[3] i'm broke....still...
i jus feel so pathetic....i mean
i dun get daily allowance durin HOLS
so i hav to save n stuff
n lord knows i cant save for nuts
saw this gorgeous bag at bugis...n i cant afford it
i am seriously considerin selling drugs for cash....haiz....
havin a busy week
so i guess wateva happens
jus gotta stick to it
no pt whinin bout stuff cuz its gonna go nowhere
lovin him so much tat it hurts...
it hurts tat i'm not pretty
it hurts tat i'm not skinny
it hurts tat i'm not rich
it hurts tat i'm not special
cuz if i were
...i wouldnt hav to worry bout u leavin me...
it hurts
but wat am i to do ?