My feelings and conditions might, (might), be caused by what Ah Moong did on Friday, accusing me for wanting to do something for keeping the name card of flavor principal.
Thanks to the meeting up with my sister. I had some realization on what happened to me.
Fck this Hud who think that he’s the boss and can discriminate and make people who he owe money to follow his wish and wait for him, just because we had no choice but to wait for him to pay?
Hr and ms R had verbally agree to let me claim back my earned annual leave in monetary form.
The first customer I approached for pork skin. (How can someone be so confident, or maybe he’s just too embarrassed to admit.)