Monday, September 19, 2005

the way u cook,
the way u chop,
the way u eat,
the way u look at me,
the way u laid in my arms,
juz swept me off my feet.
its getting deeper as each day passes.

working on sunday rocks.
boss aint around, only a department manager is around and the whole grocery part was left to me and Rashid to handle.
we slacked around, went to cold room to take breaks often, toilet to fag, bread shop to eat. Most of the time we werent in the supermarket.

06/06/06
1:48 AM

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