commis chef in the morning, service staff in the evening. that kinda sums up my first friday of the new year.
okay, i jst typed a whole chunk and i delete it away. i thought it was inappropriate. well, im still trying to change a lil to suit the sensitive environment that im in now. no, im not going to promise this promise that. afterall, action speaks louder than words. how true.
ill stick around and see how it goes..
so many thoughts running through my mind, yet so little to say.
so many things to share, yet i showed that i dont care.