真肉 went to buy杂菜饭 and i ask for蒸肉. that idiot hawker give me this reply. we never sell 假肉. all is 真肉. hearing this i seriously want to punch him. knn. damn freaking lame. luckily he see i give him a damn "black face" and apologise, if not i would have walk off.
guess my mood has taken a turn, feel irritated easily, argh, and i heard Marcus didn't fare well for his exam. damn fed up with him for not putting in the effort. haiz.
time to have a better control over my temper and mood. maybe a nice and fun outing can bring me back?
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