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[Known as: Hana]
[Age: 23 years young]
[Nurse]
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    Brushes- 1| 2

    Wednesday, June 30, 2010
    All of the broken smiles.


    I've had enough.

    Enough.

    Enough of all this shit.

    I wish I could share with all the pain, the sorrows, the troubles, the miseries. But I am not one who is capable of talking it out.

    I am one who keeps it all inside, pent it all up. Until one day, it can't be kept in place anymore.

    And I suppose that time is looming near.

    Do not think just because you're a fucking guy it makes you superior. Who died and made you king, fucktard?

    Do not think just because you're a fucking guy, I'm scared and fearful of your fucking threats. Your threats are meaningless to me right now.

    Do not think just because you're bigger than me makes you stronger. I will stab you to your death in your fitful sleep.

    I will.

    I will drug you to sleep.
    I will enjoy suffocating you to your death.
    And I will enjoy stabbing every part of your body, inch by inch, limb by limb.


    --


    Do not fucking say things you don't even know the story behind of. Do not say things just to make yourself looks superior and helpful. For I do not fucking care of your meaningless words. They are just empty. You are just like an empty coconut shell, sucking in everything without assessing the fucking situation.

    Yes, I despise you.

    If you really want it that way,
    I shall NOT contribute anything anymore.
    I shall be selfish and quit my job now.
    I shall NOT even bother thinking about anything except for myself.
    Oh wait, fucktard, you still owe me money.
    And never once more you ask me for help. For money. I will spit on your face and walk away.

    I am sick of you.
    Sick of the little stories.

    I don't wanna be here right now.
    I wish I am not here right now.
    I am not here right now.

    Take me away from this place.
    Take me away from here.

    I will kill.
    I will hurt.
    I will attempt everything in within arm's reach.

    If you are fucking mighty, show me, then, your fucking capabilities. I would like to sit back and fucking enjoy this soap opera.

    But before that, I would like to walk away for eternity.

    I hate you, my brother.

    the beauty exposed ; 11:16 PM

    Thursday, June 10, 2010
    =D


    Once again, I am alive!

    Yay!

    So sorry for the lack of updates, I guess I've just been lazy.
    I'm hardly ever on the laptop anymore.

    I suppose I will do a collective haul sometime soon, when I feel like it, when I've the time to do it.

    Trust me, my off days are filled with something. It's either I'm sleeping in, or I'm outside. Sleeping days are meant to be slept in, hence that will leave me with only 2 off days per week, and social life has been a chaos lately. So many things, too little time.


    --


    Anyhow, I went for my first interview with the manager of Wolfgang Puck Restaurant which will be placed at Marina Bay Sands Hotel in September 2010. The manager was a real nice lady, and she told me that there are high chances of me getting the job, mainly because they are at a shortage of staff, and I somehow qualify for the job due to my hospitality background (in dealing with people as a nurse). She told me to keep my cellphone switched on, and look out for her call, latest by next Tuesday for a second interview with her boss.

    I'm kinda excited.

    Honestly though, I do not know how much the salary is, but I am letting the job go if it falls under SGD1600. Yes, I am willing to go that low despite my current basic. She was telling me her own experiences, and how she slowly climbed up the ladder to be where she is now, and from the sound of it, it sounds kinda fun.

    Sure, I hate dealing with paying class patients, but its mainly because my job scope is not to entertain shit demands. This time round, I am dealing with corporate people, and my job is to entertain shit demands. I guess it's different.

    We'll see how it goes.

    She offered me an outdoor pool deck job as well, which I gladly accepted, if my application is accepted.

    I'm just crossing my fingers on the monthly salary. Because if it's good, I'm taking the job. If not, I'll look elsewhere.


    --


    That's all for now.

    And I'm super excited for the clubbing night next week!
    According to my friend, everyone's request was approved! That will mean everyone will get to go!

    The clubbers once more get to reunite for a whole night of party after months of absence. (Once again, thanks to me for organizing and requesting for everyone)

    I'm off to have my breakfast, and sleep for tonight's dreadful work.

    the beauty exposed ; 10:20 AM