Ministerial responsibility? Apatu?
I had something to say earlier but I forgot, but it's okay. I cannot wait to get out of here. It kinda sucks that I cannot play with the random word generator during work hours because I get shit loads of random calls. Like take yesterday for example: I picked up a call from the very same guy I had a crush on when I was 11. Flag 1: he repeated my name is the same perky way. Flag 2: his date of birth, embarrassing or not so many years pass already and I still remember! Flag 3: his mother's maiden name was who my mum bought he kereta from. I was like omg, should I ask him or not? But then 12 years of omg, I had a crush on a gay guy so I malu.
But anyway, I'm hungry. I have no car. I am actually settling in to the mundane life of having a job. Everyone thinks I'm going to decide to not work anymore on my own very soon, but I actually foresee myself here til April. After which I am going to Thailand. I WILL GO TO THAI. I also asked my dad if I can do tefl already. Dunno where though damn sad.
KL was a ghost town on Merdeka and the only place open was this lazy ass KFC where during lunch hour, the idiots working didn't expect there to be any customers. Actually they just stupid la cos duh, only open place within vicinity. Surely got a few sesat companies with no holidays. They look at us like angry we come to eat ok... Hahahaha.
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