Temporary source of happiness.
Work is not that bad after all. At least it allows me to escape from reality for that short 8 hours. It is definitely better than staying at home where I'll just stone on my bed and think about how unfair life is.

Furthermore, my colleagues are friendly people and some of the supervisors/managers are actually quite helpful and they don't have the "I-am-the-boss-so-you-better-fucking-listen-to-me-or-die" attitude. The chefs are also sociable so yup, quite a good working environment. No bitches, no jerks. (at least for now)

Boyfriend came to fetch me from work yesterday and sent me home. I'm feeling super guilty because he went to eat alone after sending me home.. And seriously I'm so glad I met him, I think he's the only one who can put up with my bitch attitude. Especially this few days, my mood is like a roller coaster ride. No, I'm not on my period but I don't know why.

On my way to work now and my bus is not here, gonna be late, again.

J A N I S E U。