Bad Day. More like bad week. Oh right, it's only friggin Thursday. Bloody Hell.
'Fusion'. That's what the store was called. Well, not exactly a store. I bought lunch from there. Newly opened, thought it was quite cute - it had a green layout. *duh* (Bexury dun go there)
Chicken Porridge. S$3. Not too expensive right. Wasn't that salty, chicken was rather tender & not too many spring onions. I'd recommend. Or so I thought...
It's Thursday. I've been on 2 days MC. My work mates think it's the world cup. Bleedin hell.
Diarrhea & Swollen Eyes. I look like hell. Ah Ahh.... fuck it, I feel like shit.
Oh, but then France won stupid Portugal. YAY.
A pity I don't have a scanner at hand, or I'll post my set of eyes for y'all to see. Ha ha ha.
I look like shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.
Think it's just going to get worse. I ate crabs. Yea yea, well aware, my grandma used to tell me to stay away from seafood. Toxic. Double Shit. I look like shit. HELP.
BTW, stay away from purchasing Fair Price's Ready Made Pizzas. They Suck BIG Time. It gets stuck onto the aluminium foil. Messy Shit. Maybe I'm just having a bad day. Arghhhhhhhh...
My boyfriend just died again. Ha ha... not literally. He died in a game.
Have to go be the good girl friend.
Bad Day.

Oh, My brother just logged on.

Bro: Jie, how are you feeling
me: I feel like shit, I look like hell
Bro: Ok.

A long pause goes on.
shaun may not answer, as he is offline. FUCK.

I am having a bad day.


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