Cheng Yunyuan, Bernadette;
01101991;
till death do us part.





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started work at suntec.
was doing alright.
basically, LOVEEEE my job.
its sales.
singapore mint.
well, this is the first time i actually open up so fast.
its not really easy to get me to open up to unknown people andd environment fast.
yupp.
my collegues tehre are wonderful(:
really really friendly people.
well, to addd on, nice(:

just today,
or technically, yesterday, i was backstabbed.
by some mother feckers.
i don't really wanna go into detail.
actually, i don't wanna talk much about it.
it basically spoiled my day.
i was posted down to somewhere where they don't need people.
they lied.
MOTHER FUCKERS.
ARRRGGHHH.
i have the tendency to cry when i'm irritated or frustrated.
yupp.
so i cried quite a bit.
called vick.
he was so sweet to meet me after work.
he had lots of things to clear up today.
but he came down to accompany me to brighten up my day,
he even bought for me a lollipop.
wheeeeeeeeee(:
thank you darling,
you made my day(:
loves.

well, actually i was at the bus stop waiting for bus to head to work.
but i had a strong feeling that something bad will happen today.
i thought i'd break something or meet someone really unreasonable.
but no.
something worst happened.
well, its just my luck.
but i still believed that i have my potential.
i didn't have the need to suck balls,
or even carry them.
i'll break them.
its as simple.
i live with morale and pride.
i don't use immoral methods just to stay.
i'm only sixteen, or so to speak seventeen.
andd i'm facing politics.
give me a break.
its only a part time job.
i'm not earning much anyway.
i'll quit on the spot if i have to.

*i don't need you to fire me.
i'll do it myself.
i don't need you, you need me.
understand, mother fuckers?(:
i'm proud to say that i have been doing my job well.
i do sales well, even though theres no fucking commission.
that is cause i believe in doing well in whatever you do.
i feel happy when customers buy more and expensive things.
well, if you don't know how to treasure me, you lose out.
i don't lose anything.

i enjoy being with understanding customers.
they just make my day although i'm all so tired.
they're just so heartwarming.
even a sweet from them made me smile.
bloody mother fuckers,
you'll regret.