Cravings. missings. needs.
gurghblarghs.
Dad dragged me to his restaurant today. not much buisness today. was pretty quiet.
*sigh*
i sat there..
Reading my my 300+ novel+ newpaper.
saw an ad for a job.
Head of lifestyle marketing.
sounds interesting.
too bad i dont have a diploma/degree..YET.
urgh.
Yeah..A baby? young adult? whatever disgusting roach crawled on the table. -.-
i jumped.
Khairul [waiter/staff] SMACKED it with his BARE hands.
[yuck!!! what if it was carry-ing eggs. Eurrgh]
nyaaaa~
I miss him so much.
its only ONE feckin day of not being with him.
not able to see him.
Smell him.
kiss him.
hug him.
bite n chew on him [yes. i bite. i love biting him. xD]
and so on. so forth. etc. etc. etc.
ah yesh. i took pics of Dads shop. i will be taking over when im like..super super old. no. joking but in my late 20s probly. -___- nus. I want to be a designer. Anything to do with graphics. art. fashion. FASHION mag editor. Hmm. =p
anyways here's the piccies. not so clear. my cam phone aint good so excuse the foggie-ness-ess-ess-ess-err..yeaah.
Me. Camwhor-ing again before goin to dads shop.
Thats PART of the kitchen. i owuldnt say its big but bleh. my gallery was full.
dad n Khairul down there. sexy wine bottles. wine glass at the bar.
my darlin Toot Sleepin at coffee bean. =) gawd he's so gofgeous.
Part of the restaurant.well. the middle la.
well that's all there is ppl.
xD
goodnight.
ZzzzZzzz~
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