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Wednesday, October 26, 2005 

Loaf.

As usual, today's work ended at 6pm, for the, let me see, 6th consecutive time and 8th time out of 10 work days. Hell. Shuang. They pay me everyday. I say bye to Nina at 6 everday. "Hold on ar, I check for ya whether there's night trading. Everyday you come here for 2mins and then you go home," Nina teased me in her one.word.by.one.word.english.language. "Actually, it's less than 2 mins," I told the manager, Bee Leng. "NO!" cried out the sole trader in the office. He hasn't been able to trade because his mate has been away. "You are sooooo lucky!" Sock Lin commented. "I wonder why they hire you," Bee Leng laughed. I wonder too.

Rated PG

  • dPx. 22. asian. single.

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