Bad day.

I'm tres emofique.

=(

I woke up late at 6:30am, had to rush and cab to work, and then I realised that my fucking safety shoes were no longer safe cuz the front half of my soles CAME OFF.

WTF.

Then there were shitloads of samples to deal with and I broke my nails again in the process of the rush. (God, I felt like taking MC and skipping work, but I didn't.) I just couldn't seem to complete all those 400 samples all at once.

But I somehow managed, and only handed over the key-in and slot-ins to the afternoon shift.

I think I've somehow lost my lucky star along the way yesterday and now everything doesn't seem to go so well.

But life still has to go on, and I've got great online friends to help cheer me up.

I'm going to go out with Darren on Friday to club and get all drunk and high, and maybe I'll feel happy.

My TP is tomorrow and I really wish/hope/pray that I pass. I really need to start driving myself around, or I'll go crazy without my own transport.

*sigh*

I wish JB will be free to accompany me tomorrow since JT is no longer around.

=(

I need to shop for new safety shoes.