MY FREAKING FIRST DAY.

Well. it went fucking smooth. haha.Went to Mcdonalds @ Clementi, wore my black baggy pants and my Black Leather shoes. i was assigned to the floor, clean up the tables and shit, a few hours for doing floor then i told the trainer which is the same age as me, i done. He was thinking was to do else, he checked whether i cleared the table, done. he checked whether i washed the trays and lay the paper, done. he checked whether i mopped the floor, done. then he can't think anymore as everything he could think of was done. So he told the manager what should i do next, the manager assigned me to be the runner, and i was FOOOHH. at first i was abit sotong, after a short while i got the hang of it. deliveries , Dining in and take outs i packed. and i was fucking awesome. the manager says. haha. So i ended at 2 and the manager told me whether i want to change when i go home or eat. i said eat as i was freaking straving. i only ate three pieces of fries (yes, i',m serious.) as i felt that i'm gonna puke. so i packed it up. The manager, asked me to sign documents and handed me $14 as the total of hours i worked which was $3.50 for people for first day. starting from tomorrow, my pay will be $4.50. So i walked back home. THE FUCKING END. hahaa.

talking to the moon

did a cover just now. talking to the moon. uploading currently. still loading. shitty internet mahh. hahaaa. songs i find are really meaningful to me. as the song is like most of my life. i don't know how to put words into it. hahaa.

cheers,
hafizan.

whats wrong with everybody.

i don't know whats wrong with everybody nowadays. seems to be avoiding me. texted, no reply. haiyaa. idon't know what to say

going out now, meeting with sulaimie, my bro. easing my mind.

oh well, i'm late already. so peace.

you know my name.