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Y .Monday, May 01, 2006.

My legs feel like they are worn apart. lolx.

I'm sorry ppl if i look veri stressed jus now. i was stressed. freakingly angry at vanessa. super disappointed with all the staff. haish. i miss all the old staff dearly. imagine lor, last time we all is like.. take cloth and tray wait for customer to go. now.. host come and clear table for the customers lor. argh. and tt stupid girl. last day veri big iZIt. haish. dun noe lar. I'm not enjoying this a bit. feel like.. So.. different le. haish. i guess i haven get used to it lar. Was so busi that, i couldn't go toilet or go drink water. so not fair de. edward everydae fountain. what's the logic. bleh! Sumtimes when i look ard, i feel so.. lost. so unfamiliar. bleh.

bought my black pants. finally ar. haha..

My grandma was admitted to the hospital again. haish. first it was jus headache, den came aching here and there.Turned senile.. and.. stroke came.now.. Cancer. going to see her later. doc saes.. she's left with 3-6mths. ask us to be prepared for the worse. hmmm. It's like.. I guess.. god has his arrangements for everyone. My grandma was so so so nice de lor. den.. after the stroke, she can't even talk. getting senile, i dun tink she can recognise mi any more. For one ting, i feel my grandma is realli blessed with her children and grandchildren by her side. cos my auntie they all are like 24hr filial children one. always by the side to massage and attend to her. now she is just like a so sick child, cant talk. the onli food she is surviving on is milk. Dun noe lar, sometimes see her suffering, makes mi kinda feel that living.. may not be a gd ting... bleh.



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