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umm, not before this favourite blog of mine degrades into the duty of collecting dust, i should do something about it. heh

beeeg beeeeg regards sent over to my polyfriends over at rendang. feel the sun, feel the breeze, feel the sea... for yours truly, as he couldn't make it due to, as usual, the real lack of finanical assistance.

though i just got my last month's pay, it just went like "poof". all gone to bills and air ticket. im counting and surviving by my daily tips. how? showing all your TLC to every single guests, even if they are locals(hey you'd never know, right?). present a smile even if they were to ask for ONE... ... round of 12 glasses of ice water. last but not least, be nice to the supervisor cum floor manager cum AGM cum GM. u guys prolly are seeing some hypocrisy growing in me, but hey you cant blame me right? money makes people go round and round and round... BUT im seriously still the nicest human being in the universe :))

big hollar to any party animal: be expected to see me strutting my stuff and smooving like there's no tomorrow, on this thursday at zouk for herstory event. cant wait... cant wait, not that i havent been clubbing, but its gotten be a big get-together for the dubbies, ya'know?

okay no shit about this, but i need to catch some good sleep before i can come up with another day of hypocrispy. oh well oh well i guess that's the reality of the working industry.

ethandory*