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Call me nikki or ella, both are fine with me. I'm a proud filipina living in Singapore. EIGHTEEN. I talk coffee, music, photography and art. LOVE ME FOR IT.

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Friday, September 11, 2009
Moolah is moolah.

If I bring home my time card, am I screwed? xD

I don't leave my time card at work cos there are million others there. Kay, maybe not exactly millions. But A LOT, nevertheless. So to avoid any confusion/loss/headache in finding it every morning, I bring it home. Ah, they're gonna pay me at the end of the month anyway. They'll see my time card by then.

Besides, my "boss" Lisa's in China. Eating noodles. HAHAHA. Kay, stop. I'm not racist, okay Isk. Pfft. -..-

Work's been alright so far. Standing up for seven hours straight is one pain in the ass though. Oh well, atleast they pay well. And it's pretty cool to climb up the ladder whenever I need to reach the shoe boxes at the storage room. Makes me feel like I'm Tarzan. Oooohwahwahooohwahhhh. Kay, that was an example of a perfect failure in making the Tarzan sound. Fys and shut up.

Uh, I still have work tomorrow. Shouldn't I be sleeping? Pfft. Chow, charsiew pao.
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