i survived anoher week of work! in 2 days i opened 3 bottles of champagne wihtout the pop sound! the first bottle that din pop was really stressful cos i opened it by the bar, where 2 bartenders and my server and server capt were all watching me. and they applauded [including the guests] when they said its my first bottle. wah i felt so light and proud of myself man! :)

but on the other hand fuck the customers who think that their money is everything and that they can have anything they want. seriously. and i hate the drunks. esp those who dun sign their bills and hug me saying that im their girl.

ahh i realise all my posts are about work. im becoming like the army boys who talk about the army all day. my life is now made up of work + sleep + mahjong + driving.

im getting very jaded. with the lifestyle i have now. everynight i see all the vices. the smoking drinking vulgarities drunkards sex wealth business dealings. its all around me. where the ideals of love becomes torn and destroyed, everything is really different. im learning, and i think over time, hardened by all these.