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Fcuk it. I'm damn fcuking pissed. With my irritating brother. Yaya, just came back from army, say what he mature alot. Talk to the shit that comes out from my asshole man. Waliao. Just now I only asked him whether did he drink my pokka green tea that left as much as two tablespoons. Guess what he replied me, said what the drink was his blah blah blah and what I should be the one feeling guilty about drinking his. He went to the fridge and checked the middle compartment and then the freezer, and saw one green tea bottle frozen there. Then know what he say? He says I'm selfish. WhatTheFcuk. I definitely have to argue with him over a small thing like this, get my point across that it's he who started it. It's not that I wanted to, he kept repeating," Selfish selfish selfish selfish stingy stingy stingy stingy... ..." and it goes on. SO MATURE huh. Then I got really fed up and started arguing with him even more, he went like "da jia da jia da jia...(fight!)". Damn it. Felt like killing him to silence him that instant.
And I still remember that Sunday this week, Daddy didn't go play mahjong because he wanted to eat together with brother and I before my brother goes back to his new NS camp. WALIAO. My brother didn't even clarify with us what he really wanted to eat, he didn't even make himself clear to us what he wanted. So hard to understand his poor English. Daddy had to rush to order the food because we were holding back the waitress, and it was quite paiseh because we didn't order much. Just because we ordered this yellow noodle and fried chicken, my brother decided not to even eat. Tantrums. That's not it, he started ranting about army food being better when initially he was complaining that the food sucked there. So dumb. Sometimes I really hate to listen to him talk about such dumb things. I just try to be nice most of the time by saying "oh really" and smile. Fcuk. I was raging. But cool down already. No more vulgarities for now, I still have to remember my brother at least did blanjah me alot of times already, and that he did help me with alot of things. So I should just forget it and forgive him quietly.
The thing that I was eager to blog about was about my First job at a one day Part-time job. But things didn't turn out so long. QinJie introduced this job to us at the Singapore Islands Country Club (SICC). It was supposed to be quite high-class I thought from what I heard, that it's the best and most expensive club in Singapore. I don't know lah. I thought Raffles Country Club was the no.1. We were going to help type out surveys from what I heard.
I woke up super early today to get ready so as to make sure I don't be late or anything. Impressions are the most important thing on the first day of work! Although it would only be one day. It was raining monkeys and gorillas, that I had to carry the ugly umbrellas I have at home. I met up with Sihua at the bus stop to take bus 157 down to Macritchie to change bus to Thompson Road to meet Amanda to go together in her Dad's car. I checked the journey line of bus 157 and realised that it moves past Before and After SICC. We were really hesitant about alighting while I was discussing with Amanda about meeting there instead at SICC entrance. In the end, we quickly alighted at the After SICC bus stop. We were L-O-S-T. But at least I knew where and what I was doing. Sihua's a direction idiot. She needs me so I cannot be stupid. Hahaha. We checked the buses to after Thompson Plaza with the aid of Amanda's oh-so-great instructions which was almost useless. Haha. No lah, helped abit lah. Sihua was so so so adorable. She wasn't wearing her spectacles, so she couldn't see too well. We missed the first 52 bus because she nudged me too late while I was checking for the buses. Then there were actually no buses in sight, but she kept pointing out to me all the cars, vans, lorries, trucks to ask me what number was it. HAHA. (unfinished post)
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talking champagne wishes and caviar dreams.
