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I am fucking stress right now. After waiting for one whole long month, haagen daz finally called me just and said it's confirmed that i got the job and i can collect my uniform tmr. Like WTFXZXZXZXZ. ARGH. But still, i was said okay to the woman. But what about seoul garden! I was thinking of part timing both but yvonne said it would be damn darn tiring. But how ): If i quit seoul garden, the earliest i can leave is 15feb. Like fuck you lah. Irritating. But i wanna scoop ice cream! Then i can eat eat eat (: ARGHHHH! ZHE ME PAN!
SOLUTIONS PLEASE? ):
♥ With love, Amanda