I was awakened by a phone call from my manager this morning, and my mind was still cloudy with thick sleepiness.
Ben: WHERE ARE YOU!!!
Me: home lar, sleeping...zzz
Ben: YOU'RE LATE!!! IT’S ALREADY 9++
me: *confused* Huh I'm working at six what... Zzzz
Ben: No~ YOU BETTER COME NOW, FOUR EYES STILL CANNOT SEE PROPERLY!!!
I was running like a crazy woman, pushing myself through the flow in the MRT station. My hair was in a mess, and I was panting heavily as I ran. It was already 10am when I dashed into the locker room to punch-in. I could see the mocking faces around me, giggling and staring at me incredulously. Just my luck! Not only I'm late for work, I broke a porcelain soya container while I slipped. The floor was damn slippery, and I hit my head on the chair before landing onto the hard concert. Ben just couldn't stop laughing after seeing me fall!!!
Candles burn, cause the world will always turn. I'll burn both ends till my fire's out. Lost in the darkness I can still scream out. We used to laugh, we used to cry, Say goodbye to 1-35. Take me back down a dirty road, where it went, we didn't care to know. A glory night is a story saved, mark the chapter but turn the page. Always keep, to the kids in the streets- All American Rejects
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