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Tuesday, April 13, 2010, 11:57 PM
Life's as usual. I'm out of spice room already. Attached to western section. So far so good, but I'm kinda lost. Because kitchen past 2 days was quite upside down, due to the spanish promo.I've learnt something new today. Because I stayed and the chef was doing mise en place. I went to kpo, see him do. Then before leaving the hotel, went oscar's to kpo again. See them do the things. Then chef Ferando let us try the products. They were great! Apparently they're almost all cold items, hence i like them. Lol. But intresting la. If I never go kpo, go try, I'll never know that molecular gastronomic exsist! I'm starting to feel paranoid somehow. I asked him for macs breakfast this morning last night. He rejected, he said he was tired wanting to sleep in. But when I reached home, 11+ 12, he was still online! Fine, I believe his words. This morning see me, still greet me good morning. I start to dislike people telling me that he leaves with jennifer. It's because they're working so closely, they're always together. And even breakfast, they work 7-11 for few days, he still join her for breakfast! End work, I can never get hold of him. However, they're always together after their work. I understand that they're just like sister and brother. But why is there the sourness in me? I feels really sour. I just know, I'm beginning to turn paranoid. And it's time to get over. Every man out there, is just a dream. They'll never come true. I just don't have the life, to be loved for once, by a man. There's no man in my life. Even brother and dad are gone. Sigh. Born not to love, born not to be loved - by man. |