Don't Close Your Eyes

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created for busybodies to read about some whiney kid's rants
and don't take what's not yours!
justice branded as guy laroche. buy me one, now.
2 identities to live up to. ljs worker and a student at psb!
i would love to travel one day but i'm really low on moolahs.
noted that i add certain rubbish in between line, such is a perfect example.
i'm addicted to a certain HIM but i can't do anything.
i love animals and i love almost everyone.
it is, afterall, life, is about a thrashy novel, all folded and marked in pages, scarred and stained, marked with a bookmark for memories, named as the owner.
hate me and remember.
stuff your opinions.
and i'm known as susu.

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being brazen...

...in the nature of ways, it hides your fears and lock away your sadness from the keen eyes.

Wrote that myself. I'm still going about guessing why I wrote that, ever. Don't look me as though I'm insane, Claise.

I feel so egged up today. Ayup ayup. I'm just getting more and more brazen. You know what else? I feel so wasted away, slowly. My workplace is just eating up more and more of my energy. O, how I look forward to my off days. I feel like I've wasted much of my energy and ideas and imagination for this stupid company.

Let me just speak my point of view, as a customer-and-staff.

1. Pay is ho-rri-gi-ble-ve-ge-ta-ble-te-rri-gi-ble.
2. The management is totally horrendous.
3. Lots of blackmail behind the scenes.
4. Extreme cutting cost measure. Eg. 2 packets of chilli sauce per customer. Do the math.
5. All you care is result, result, result. All you give is bullshit, bullshit, BULLSHIT.
6. WTF. Managers working as staff too. I've got nothing to say. Word.
7. Demands for logical reasons when upper management give us excuses.
8. You're just fucking losing more staff than actually getting them in. Are you just gonna rely on foreigners, FOREVER? Might as well open LJS in Phillippines and Indonesian and People's Republic of China.
9. The portions are just shrinking. Gaymax.Com.
10. Need I say more...?

9 reasons enough for LJS to better start having new marketing strategies. Nine reasons enough for them to rethink on how to get workers. 9 perfect reasons on how NOT to focus on results but on the current problems. Don't just demand and expect. Think thoroughly and review. Is that what you want? What you really need? Are you really maniacal about being a customer maniac? I doubt it. Your training in Customer Mania is about customers. NOT STUPID MYSTERY SHOPPERS. Besides, if customers want more chilli, just egging give! Don't be so calculative, morons! X.x!

I've more to express but I think I'd love it a lot if I saved the best for the highest in charge. They need someone to talk to them.

Besides, blackmail is illegal, maggots.

screwed along the road

In FlyFF right now. I can't seem to be doing anything right now. I feel so much so at a lost.

You know what I think?

Books are really a great inventions. You know how the author just writes their books and it seems all so flawless even though there may be a thousand and one drafts before that? It just absorbs you into the book, bringing you into the fantastic world of mysteries, romance, fantasies! It twirls and swirls. I love Raymond E Feist and james Rollins. Their books never fail to amuse me and never fail to entertain me. I could read it over and over and over and I still get absorbed by it. It's enchanting, enthralls me. It feels like I'm part of the adventure, imagining everything from scratch and it develops.

It's just so amazing, books.

For you readers who hate books, you guys are missing out. You think that words are hard to comprehend, the plot is puzzling. I think not. Try a simple book. You'd go far with that one book.

So, D, why do you keep pouring me special attention on me? I don't deserve it. Because I planned to leave you behind with faint memories of me. Perhaps it's by chance we're just passing lovers. I don't know. It seems that I don't play well with coincidences.

I love looking into your eyes and I love your adoring eyes when they bore into mine. O, how I love it more when you simply pat me on the head and tease me.

I must ge going insane over a fantasy.

thinking again

I'm moping about again. Listening to songs brings me back to the nostalgic memories of the past. It seems like time didn't just stop there. It sort of started when you start reminiscing and going through that roller coaster emotional feelings you had back then.

Nostalgia is a seductive liar. ~George Wildman Ball
True nostalgia is an ephemeral composition of disjointed memories. ~Florence King

Here I am, on FlyFF, chatting to some of my ingame boyfriend's friends. They're great to hang out with and they ENJOY bullying me. Just like Latiff himself. But it's ok. They're great. I wish to visit them sometime but I'd rather grab the whole gang down and we can hang out. HAHA!

Back on track, I wonder if I should even think about him. It seems all so ridiculous and I can keep going back to those memories and think about how fantastic he is. Fantastic. I'm so great at fantasizing but never a big fan of making fantasies real.

All in all, I'm such a coward.

Quizzes Girls Games

nostalgic

Love at first sight is easy to understand; it's when two people have been looking at each other for a lifetime that it becomes a miracle. -Amy Bloom

Love is the expansion of two natures in such fashion that each include the other, each is enriched by the other. -Felix Adler

I so agree with it.
'Nuff said.

P.S. I still can't get over him.

a convert of thoughts

I've told him what I had to say.

Liking him is perhaps is worst ever encountered from the starting.
To letting him know about it.
To wishing well.
To saying goodbye and never wanting to keep in touch.

Goodbye is perhaps is most painful way to say I love you.

Perhaps it's because I refused to let him enter in my diary full of memoirs. I don't plan on it either. It's because I don't feel like it. I don't want to ever keep in touch because it will remind me of these moments. I hate feeling weak and vulnerable.

Who likes it?

Perhaps you do, D. Perhaps you do.

screwing insanity

Didn't blog for quite a bit now Claisavard. And no. I haven't forgotten you. I've been chatting to Jennifer more as of late. I don't know but perhaps we have something in common, the work load. Yeah. That about sums it up. She could tell me stuffs about work and what not. We may differ slightly but it's still there, I suppose.

So, I got this little journal, very cute, I daresay. Along with a pen. Boring much but it helps me pen down my thoughts. I mean, if I'm lazy to just type... Isn't writing much harder than typing? Eh... well.

Conclusion: I don't know where I'll be in the next few years.