tmr?

tmr is a mystery. or misery?

suddenly i hope that the attachment is never-ending.

cuz i have to face the world soon, 低聲下氣的。

and my ez-link card with concession will expire.

what do i have? nothing.

if i can't get a job, i'll return to the banquet department of a well-known hotel.

which proves that, after paying school fees to Ngee Ann Polytechnic for three years, everything has gone back to the origin.