Today, that security guard over at Jurong Point had to spoil my mood even further by asking me to turn around to use my phone so that my phone don't drop down on the restaurant table below. Wtf! Really blood boil. Use phone also your problem. Oh man, you gotta be kidding. Then I went all the way to Jurong Point just to go home with Mama Eng. Thanks Papa! You did a great job by making me run around all because of you asking her to get dinner FOR YOU! FML. Can never imagine how badly I wish to cry and with all the stupid bubbles forming on my hand causing all the itch. Really had enough. It's really too much bad luck. Kbye.
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