After so many days, the blogger posting site is still not fixed, I wonder whats going on. I really can’t stand the small text much longer, its not like I read my own blog or what, but its happening to my friends using blogger as well..

I slept the whole of yesterday, didn’t feel well. But after that my sore throat is gone, the sore throat which haunts me for days and didn’t go away after taking medicine and all, is gone after I slept a whole day. It was perfectly fine yesterday, then today, I start to feel the pain again but its on the left side this time. I hope it won’t worsen later.

Today’s work was quite a boring one though, raining, not much customers, nothing much to do. There is not even a crowd to begin with due to the rain. Most of us ended up playing games on windows like spider pinball and minesweeper. But we got bored of it soon enough and started to play with the games on our own mobile phone.

From here on its paragraphs of complains. Don nag at the length, just read or skip.

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It hit me really hard today that I am fat… The man that I talked about before, the one most of if not all of us disliked. He kinda made a comment. Not totally about me ‘maybe’. But definitely indirectly or somewhat partially about me. Maybe I am too sensitive myself, but since I already don’t like him, I took it hard. * not shown publicly though*

He was saying he was looking for 2 girls to work for him, or something like that. I was playing around with the laptop so I didn’t catch much of what he say. And I heard something about needing a cheong sum. I remembered having one, a black long one. So I commented of having one. He then look at me and continue his talking but saying “must look for those girls who don look like a bimbo” I don’t know what a bimbo is but it doesn’t take much to know that its in insult.” I didn’t know the severity of the insult but I already felt being looked down on or somewhere around being despised either because of my look my size or what soever. Then after hearing what he had to say about the job, I decided that its not for me anyway. Its obviously for those pretty girls with good figures etc. the pay is super attractive too, it seems too good to be true. One girl claimed they didn’t have cheong sums, so I raised my hand again and say I could borrow mine. He had to say “your size and her size how can be same.”

I have to clarify, Yes I’ve grown fat, and I did something bad to my stupid hair that makes me look like a goon when I let down my hair and a ball when I tie up my hair. I don’t usually mind that my friends or people saying I am fat or big size, of coz when you joke around u always say “don say the magic word” or something like that. But in the end you won take it hard. Its just a casual joke. But when I know that I am being commented this way by a person with no morals. I just can’t take it. These words coming out from that guy’s mouth is killing me. I felt like telling him straight in the face about the things he had done behind people’s back. But I held back totally.. I didn’t really wanna act like someone who is over sensitive.. although maybe I am. But his mouth, why did those words come out from his mouth… he is the last person who have any right to despise anyone.

Angry angry angry angry, I am super angry . super super angry, suuuppppeeeer angry!!!!! I really felt like just posting what he has done on my blog out of anger, but since it was meant to be a secret, I am not gonna break my promise….. I hope I can hold it in even after a few more weeks of seeing him. I really don wanna have any disputes within the group for such a petty reason on my part. But ugh….

Okies I just asked a friend what a bimbo is. *big boobs with no brain* or *dumb blonde* something like that. Now I am double angry…ugh…. Its sad to say, all the girls there are either skinny or with good figure, I am the only girl who stand out to be ‘big’. Freaking as**o*e …

Think I need some kind of anger subsiding therapy. *breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out*

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That’s not all for my anger but I guess I should stop. Ugh the word bimbo still rings in my brain. Stoooooppp

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I won’t have to work for the whole of next week other then Sunday, one would usually enjoy this but I have to say I am not really rejoicing. I was really wanted to work coz of the $ but apparently the agency who couldn’t reach me pass my slot to other peeps. So I am free the whole of next week other then Friday. Seeing my godson’s arrival to the world of humanity. I wonder how it feel like poking him. Hur hur….