Hi there! Well today, I was at a department store in Bugis with my mum and we were shopping where we came across a skincare/cosmetic brand we were interested in. We stood there for about 5~7 mins. The sales lady didn't even bother to assist us. WTF. She's in the service line, and her attitude is like shi*. Well I think that after this experience, I'm never gonna buy from that branch again...
We're all hurt and broken in one way or another, but why do we still want to hurt others?
Showing posts with label problems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label problems. Show all posts
Monday, November 30, 2015
Thursday, October 8, 2015
Post PSLE Excercise
Well after PSLE, I feel really bored.What should I do like seriously?
Boredom sucks, I would prefer studying.
Bowling?
Shopping?
Korean Classes?
I seriously don't know.
I'm very extremely bored！！！
Wednesday, October 7, 2015
I Used To Be. I Used To Have
Today's topic is about what I was like the previous years , what I've had and what I've learned from it.
I used to be a really bad friend, I copied homework from my best friend, lets call her Jane.
Everyday, I went to school early just to get my homework "done", when I was in primary 5. It was a month before when I started copying her work. One month later, it was the P5 camp. During the last day of the camp, she suddenly didn't want to talk to me and I didn't know the reason why.
So on that day, I went home,crying. My mother fetched me from school and I decided to put up an act. We walked to a foodcourt nearby.I think that my mother sensed that something wasn't right with me and asked me if anything has happened to me. I couldn't take it anymore, tears were welling up in my eyes, I cried. I told my mother about the Jane thing and she was like okay okay, don't cry. She patted my back and comforted me, I felt so embarrassed as I was in public. I was really good to that girl except that copying think that makes me a bad friend...
The lesson I learned , never believe those who are putting on an angel's face, the devil was once an angel.
I used to be a really bad friend, I copied homework from my best friend, lets call her Jane.
Everyday, I went to school early just to get my homework "done", when I was in primary 5. It was a month before when I started copying her work. One month later, it was the P5 camp. During the last day of the camp, she suddenly didn't want to talk to me and I didn't know the reason why.
So on that day, I went home,crying. My mother fetched me from school and I decided to put up an act. We walked to a foodcourt nearby.I think that my mother sensed that something wasn't right with me and asked me if anything has happened to me. I couldn't take it anymore, tears were welling up in my eyes, I cried. I told my mother about the Jane thing and she was like okay okay, don't cry. She patted my back and comforted me, I felt so embarrassed as I was in public. I was really good to that girl except that copying think that makes me a bad friend...
The lesson I learned , never believe those who are putting on an angel's face, the devil was once an angel.
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