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Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Tiring.. Tiring... Went for school as usual today, called the job interview person and she told me i have to come down by today becuz the job interview close today... I actually had a POM discussion with my group today and i felt so bad having to pangseh them and go for the job interview... So anyway, ask my dad to drive me there. Terrible, never knew tampines road is near hougang... Went for the interview and they were qutie strict actually... Not really nervous cuz i'm quite prepared le.. So after the interview wanted to look around for bus to take home but so sway the sky starts pouring so i go no choice but to wave my hands...... to call for taxi la. So ex.. ten bucks but at least i reach home fast and happy... I'm actually happy if i get/dont get the job... So confuse right now... I'm actually finding hard to cope with school work and now i'm still going out for work. The pay quite good actually 10 bucks an hour X.X Nvm i shall walk 1 step see 1 step( zou yi bu kan yi bu) Oh ya, got my hair cut into bangs by accident lols! told my aunty i don 1 the longer side cuz itchy so it ended up to be bangs. But now i see around actually quite chio leh lols! maybe 1 day i go really cut bangs haha. Later i free i post my bangs! take care all~~ Labels: Things that happened and the footprints they left. |
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We celebrate our own funerals with cries even at our own birth
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