I don't keep piggy banks, which explains well I don't save at all, occasionally just throw my coins around the house. As of now, I am broke for this week, after cabbing last night from Pasir Ris. Missed the last train by just a few minutes, lobster. I don't wish to repeat myself again, but I don't have any more pockets to keep my stuffs anymore! Got a lot of holes on them now.
I don't need a tailor, I need a rich girlfriend. (Just kidding)
Okay, I was supposed to go for a job training in the morning. I woke up at 7am, and stoned on the floor for about 15 minutes thinking whether I should go for it. Circulating through my mind were that attractive pay of $1500 and thoughts of promoting stuffs on the streets.
I have been seeing people selling their products around Causeway Point, from companies such as HSBC, Standard Chartered, and etc. I hate that, working under the hot weather and promoting your own products.
I wasn't sure what the job training was all about, eventually I switched my phone and continued to sleep.
I am jobless, again.
Money makes the world go round, no money makes my head go round (BIG HEADACHE!).
Somebody call the bank!
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