haha feels good for not working 2 days in that ultra super humid playhouse. I think i got heat stroke from that shio...

i wonder how Dora can survive in that harsh conditions till 28 Dec.

feels like quitting this job. damn it's not worth. killing time there. what's more under the sun. still have to deal with THOSE kids and people. there are still many supervisors eyeing me from all around the playhouse. mind you, there are 3 big entrances and many windows that they can see me slack.

come on la, at least rotate the working shift between the playhouse and the treasure chest.

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