while my job don't involve any sexual drives, it's definitely risky.
standing high on ladders close to parapets, my heart changes it's rhythm to double pedal bass mode.
yeah yeah i bitch alot about my work but hey, doesn't kill to know.
don't like? don't read lor. i sharing caring only what.
mats disturbing the peace.
what's bukit panjang without 'em mats with their piyo piyo aka design bikes.
'gua mat piyo-piyo budak design ah siol!'
nom nom nom lunch.
1.5 ltr rose syrup energy drink. courtesy of a generous client who also gave us a packet of pineapple tarts. i appreciate good people.
beats naughty G and redbull fuck yeah.
that's one helluva big bottle of syrup.
great to know these people understand that in our line of work it kills our back, neck and we perspire like a swine catering to them.
eh but i. i just. i.. just.. SNIFF GOOD MONEY!
get high on ladders not drugs.
my shoe's already starting to develop a lip that looked like it has developed gonorrhea. a new pair of Nike is already waiting for me thanks to an old friend, Hidayah. the only human who got me a gift for my birthday.
what better ways to end the day with an unrefrigerated, no cold green tea
(hate drinks that are not cold) and some music.
but who cares when another kind client gets you a drink after a hard day's work.
just appreciate while you can. you get what you give.
if you think i'm a cheapskate, then don't savour your free lunch at work.
trust me, that way, you're being really cool and trendy and hyped being all thirsty and hungry.
last day of bukit panjang tomorrow.
Tampines on Monday onwards, finally time for a change.
need some rest. feel like an old senile 17-year-old now.
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picture of ze day.
standing high on ladders close to parapets, my heart changes it's rhythm to double pedal bass mode.
yeah yeah i bitch alot about my work but hey, doesn't kill to know.
don't like? don't read lor. i sharing caring only what.
mats disturbing the peace.
what's bukit panjang without 'em mats with their piyo piyo aka design bikes.
'gua mat piyo-piyo budak design ah siol!'
nom nom nom lunch.
1.5 ltr rose syrup energy drink. courtesy of a generous client who also gave us a packet of pineapple tarts. i appreciate good people.
beats naughty G and redbull fuck yeah.
that's one helluva big bottle of syrup.
great to know these people understand that in our line of work it kills our back, neck and we perspire like a swine catering to them.
eh but i. i just. i.. just.. SNIFF GOOD MONEY!
get high on ladders not drugs.
my shoe's already starting to develop a lip that looked like it has developed gonorrhea. a new pair of Nike is already waiting for me thanks to an old friend, Hidayah. the only human who got me a gift for my birthday.
what better ways to end the day with an unrefrigerated, no cold green tea
(hate drinks that are not cold) and some music.
but who cares when another kind client gets you a drink after a hard day's work.
just appreciate while you can. you get what you give.
if you think i'm a cheapskate, then don't savour your free lunch at work.
trust me, that way, you're being really cool and trendy and hyped being all thirsty and hungry.
last day of bukit panjang tomorrow.
Tampines on Monday onwards, finally time for a change.
need some rest. feel like an old senile 17-year-old now.
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picture of ze day.
