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# 181

Sunday, February 21, 2010 { 12:49 AM }

I'm pretty much excited for later on. Like finally, I'll be going to Parkway Parade to visit Cotton On and not forgetting Anwar! I'm not sure whether he's working, but I have a feeling that he is. I miss my workplace terribly and I don't know why. Maybe it's because I dreamt of it last night. I dreamt that I went to Cotton On to see my friends and I remember seeing Faisyah only. She was taking down all the tops. The place was under renovation actually. Everything was grey. You know, the cements on the floors and walls.

Then, in the middle of the store, there was a table. My manager was sitting on the chair. She looked so terrible in my dream. She's a freaking hot and gorgeous lady in reality. In my dreams, she was a fat tomboy. No kidding. So, I'll be going there with my favorite girl. After that, we'll be going to the library which is near to the mall to study.

I had so many memorable days and nights when I worked for Cotton On. I loved the morning shift because I felt that time went by so fast and before going to the store, I would sit at Ya Kun Kaya Toast shop to have a plate of toasts for breakfast. But sometimes, I hate the morning shift because I would feel so sleepy. I miss slacking at Anwar's workplace at night right after the saloon closed. There was a time when I had to put some cream on his colleague's hair. She taught me how to apply on the scalp and everything! We had the whole shop to ourselves. It was so fun! Another thing, I miss eating lunch with my colleagues. Lastly, I miss my most favorite spot in the store. The fitting room!!! Damn it, I hate this kind of feeling. Seriously, I miss things and people so easily.

Alright, my mind's tired after studying Chemistry for 2 whole hours just now. Now I'm thinking of what to type next. I think I better watch some music videos or something. I'm not sleepy. I slept the whole afternoon like a log.