not really :) . :X

shorter temper. get irritated easily. unfair. cant stand it.. cant stand that feeling of unfairness.. like my world is tipping to one side.

my feet is the money generator and my mind is at the receiving end of the side effects.

3 more weeks to sch. not really looking forward to it. not reall not looking forward to it.

saw the self-intro. i thought the person only using the quote at the end but ended up pasting the whole chunk.. felt weird looking at a person saying sth "about" oneself yet u know that almost evry single word frm there comes from you. your thoughts, ur identity. it's like looking at myself frm a 3rd person point of view. i dunno how to describe the feeling, but it's definitely weird.

but i'm glad. glad tt someone can understand and stand on my side. am glad tt someone can accept things w/o the need to try to make me see more "sides of the coin." appreciate tt..

was chatting wif those pple at work and realised tt wat i earn is antz compared to those "pple at front desk." they "seem" rich. that's wat goh said. heard abt taking cabs almost daily, tailored-made suits and shirts, and dunno wat else. shut off after tt.. didnt want to compare, dun want to eben think abt it.

the number of guests i room in today adds up to more den the number of guests i room in for the past 2 days.. and for quite a long time, i totally forgotten all abt my feet hurting. my weak mind seems to block the nerves from sensing pain and feeling fatigue. almost fell asleep when taking a short break in the store. the captain woke me up and i decided to "go for a walk"... managed to upsell to a guest today. if i can get 8 more upsells, den i'll be able to earn abt $25 from the guest today.. but i doubt so.. to think tt i'm so excited coz i did juz 1 miserable upsell.

tired, as usual. waiting for wednesday to come. my off day, in sports shoe w/o the need to try to smile even though i'm not in the mood for it. w/o the fake hi-i-am-very-friendly-eager-to-serve-u-face. w/o needing to show tt i'm very willing to help others when all i want is to slack and get my pay.. job satisfaction has a limit. the only thing i want is to see guests appreciating wat i did, being as polite as i am to them, nt treating me as if tt's wat i ought to do. if tt's it, i need nt even go the extra mile juz so as to make them happier.

falling asleep in front of the com. nite pple. going off to bed now. my mind needs a break.