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Sunday, July 15, 2007

I felt like doing closing. So, I swapped with Cwen. Instead of coming at 1600hrs, I came an hour earlier. My outlet manager got me a pen and a cool watch, from the convention..I think. Hah. Plus, she bought me brand new socks because she sorta lost mine. I don't know why but on that day, I felt so effing drained. Moreover, my hair was in a tousling state. Oh yeah, since Hikal owes me, he offered to treat me for my break time. So, he paid for me while the rest shared money to buy KFC's family feast. And, Daphne treated us bubble teas *smiles*. It felt as though it was my birthday or something; getting these gifts and treats..heheh.