I know my temper is getting bad.
I hate to have bad temper,but no choice.Things just make me so irritated.
Maybe that's one of the reason that I am still single and left on the shelf.
Money doesn't come easy.
You stand there for so long, with your feet tearing apart, with whatever nonsence you get from the captain or manager, you can only get $6 per hour.
One hour is only $6.
Today i suddenly feel like crying while I was working.
Those guest are so inconsiderate. Of course, they don't have to considerate.
They are the one who is paying you,why should they be considerate to you?
The world is very realistic. No money, no dignity.
I am trying all my best to save up to my target.
But it's hard.Time is limited and job is tiring.
I don't know whether i have the preserverance to make it through or not.
Maybe one day money is going to drop from the sky.
When is that day?
For now i know that money doesn't come easy.
My pathetic mother work so hard, exhausting out her health,yet we are still so poor.
Not everyone is born with silver spoon in their mouth.
Not everyone can anyhow spend their money without thinking.
At least, every cent of mine is a result of my hard work.Really hard.