// well that was a dooozy!

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what about me?
the name is lynda// living in perth// studying arts @ uwa//

people
audrey
angela
caroline
charlene
crystal
cousin daryl
dyan
felicia
grace
lynette
lynne
stoo

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ichigo ^_^

Friday, October 27, 2006

the more i work at

, the more it makes me feel sick of the place.

i can't wait to quit & find another job !!
something about the place just makes me go crazy - it might be the irritating/demanding customers or it could be the terrible music compilation that plays on the sound system. the worst bit is that the stupid Woolworths song plays so often!
*woolworths the freshfood people, woolworths the freshfood people ... freshfood people...*

ok, going to sleep soon !
another long day tmr :(

my feet smell, i can smell them from here ... yuck.