I can wait. I can wait to find you. Every day now, it feels like there's something more to look forward to. Even though I know, I won't see you if I keep searching.
I feel so close to you, yet so far away.
Sadly, I doubt you feel the same. You're a bit too... forgetful :P I don't really know, I'm just assuming you are because of your bad habits.
I miss you. I want to find you but I feel as if, when I do, the game will end. It won't be as fun anymore.
- - - - - -
Anyway. . .
Work was boring, again, like always, same shit, different day.
I had an argument with a Vietnamese guy though. One of our regulars. I was actually joking around with him but it got serious after a while. Story goes:
I was talking to my manager, Tamara, when I heard someone splutter "Aherm" It was this Vietnamese dude that calls me Em/Baby (seriously) So I walked over and I said "You know, next time you should say excuse me instead of going *Aherm*" He said he did it because he's Vietnamese. We got into this joking argument while I was processing his lotto and when I was done, I told him the price he owes in English and he said "You're Vietnamese you know, you should speak your language." I replied "We're in Australia so I don't have to."
Jokes turned into not-so-serious argument until Tamara yelled out "THEN GO HOME!"
I'm standing in between the two which were arguing. I could only hear Tamara's words over the Viet guy's "IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT HERE THEN GO HOME TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM"
The guy tells Tamara to take it to the carpark (LOL) and then he walked out saying "FUCK YOU"
Was some funny shit. Then it got shit boring, did my stupid magazine returns then shopped for random craft shit. Planning to make a photo frame but my mind isn't so imaginative. This is what it looks like so far:
Planning to paint the frame of it black and the top peg gold :)
It feels like I'm back in school and doing a project for woodworks class! Well, I'll post the finished frame on when it's done.
Got a headache now, might as well go to sleep.
Jho.
Sadly, I doubt you feel the same. You're a bit too... forgetful :P I don't really know, I'm just assuming you are because of your bad habits.
I miss you. I want to find you but I feel as if, when I do, the game will end. It won't be as fun anymore.
- - - - - -
Anyway. . .
Work was boring, again, like always, same shit, different day.
I had an argument with a Vietnamese guy though. One of our regulars. I was actually joking around with him but it got serious after a while. Story goes:
I was talking to my manager, Tamara, when I heard someone splutter "Aherm" It was this Vietnamese dude that calls me Em/Baby (seriously) So I walked over and I said "You know, next time you should say excuse me instead of going *Aherm*" He said he did it because he's Vietnamese. We got into this joking argument while I was processing his lotto and when I was done, I told him the price he owes in English and he said "You're Vietnamese you know, you should speak your language." I replied "We're in Australia so I don't have to."
Jokes turned into not-so-serious argument until Tamara yelled out "THEN GO HOME!"
I'm standing in between the two which were arguing. I could only hear Tamara's words over the Viet guy's "IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT HERE THEN GO HOME TO WHERE YOU CAME FROM"
The guy tells Tamara to take it to the carpark (LOL) and then he walked out saying "FUCK YOU"
Was some funny shit. Then it got shit boring, did my stupid magazine returns then shopped for random craft shit. Planning to make a photo frame but my mind isn't so imaginative. This is what it looks like so far:
Planning to paint the frame of it black and the top peg gold :)
It feels like I'm back in school and doing a project for woodworks class! Well, I'll post the finished frame on when it's done.
Got a headache now, might as well go to sleep.
Jho.
Wendy Tran
November 29, 1990
Home is where the heart is
LNY TNZ - Till it hurts
What is there to do?
wendytran@live.com
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