i asked adam along to go with me to get my testimonials.
went bartley. got this nice lady to call mr emery lim. but he cant give us the testimonials cus our data is in guangyang. SO. i went home to get my CCA form cus it is needed..
we took a cab. 5 DOLLARS GONE. its so hard to get a taxi this days.
we went back to guangyang... and i hate that MATCHIK
. that irritating woman.. at the counter. she is so rude i tell you. lets compare the aunty in bartley and the one in guangyang
aunty in bartley: hi... may i help you.
aunty in guangyang: what you want?!.ITS CLEAR THAT SHES A MEAN RUDE BITCH.
aunty in guangyang: DUN GO THERE.YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSE TO GO THERE.....
wtf. mr yong gestured me to come to the door. ARGH. and mdm pushbar(pardon my spelling) was nice. .. she was like. cannot go in boy... sorry. il check for you.... yada yada. nice lady.
anyways. i made a wasted trip... no testimonials... ):
I WENT TP. thank god for hussein
who kept me company. i went. ALL THE WAY TO TP
. and i was having a bad rash. and i was drrowsy from the medicine. just to hear the aunty say. sorry ah boy. no more interview already
. you wait for result then apply
. at that moment i sweared i wanted to KILL her. thank god for hussein if not tp would be in flames and that aunty would have died. i just feel really damn sad lah.
and this is to someone i really care.im sorry. im really really sorry... im a liar. a bitch. an asswipe. you dont deserve this. i promise you i will punish myself.
yes. my day. how depressing...