2nd day at work.

as you can read (youre not illiterate),
its my SECOND day as a waitress.
i wish i cld tell you how much better at this i am than on wed.
and how much better my period cramps are than on wed
everythingggggg is right, than on wed.
and i thank god for this.

but still,
the devil never lets the innocent have a good day without throwing in some realllyyyy fucked up shit.
so to speak,
i did a few blunders,
was scolded a couple of times,
i had TIPS! for once.
and i enjoyyyy workin cos' i knw my mummy's getting her health as im getting the hours. (:

im home alone these days.
you see,...
dim's mom thinks that he shd go home evry day
(respect, maybe.)
and he himself feels bad.
so now, he goes home on the daily,
and I, on the other fucked up hand,
stay ALONE in this spider-infested, fucked up hole
with NO food and NO life.
and may i add,
the waitressing job is NOT helping.
clearly!!

okok i gtg to bed now.
its 2 am and my complexion is wasting. ):

good night werlddddd.
ilu* allllllllllll.