Of Verity and Truths

(Verity's the name of a character in a book I just finished reading.)

Sometimes, the truth really hurts, but still, I rather know the truth. A number of (somewhat painful) revelations have been slapped on me this couple of late nights - I don't blame anyone, but it makes me want to keep my guards up, and wonder why, why such hypocrisy, why such facades. I only ask to be treated sincerely.

I can't believe that I've to work practically every night from Monday to Friday next week! In the past, if I 'give schedule' for every single day, I would be down for about 3 shifts a week. Now, I 'give schedule' for Tuesday to Friday, I've to work Tuesday to Friday, plus Monday. I need time to do my USP readings (and of course go shopping, watch movie, run, swim, watch Tv, chill at coffee bean etcetcetc) Sigh, it feels like I won't be able to get very much (slacking) done before I leave for China next Sunday morning. (Oh yea, Steven *almost* made me work the night before I fly, whew.)

After some rest yesterday, working was nice and surprisingly untiring tonight. haha, I was so occupied with so many things to do that I was misguided into thinking that time was passing really quickly when I'm busy, and I told don't-know-what's-his-name that he really broke my heart into a million pieces when he told me, 'Can you believe it? It's only 8:30 now!' and he replied, 'My heart already break this afternoon.'

I was clearing plates at table 104 when the guests were talking about what they were going to do on Mothers' Day. And this guy suddenly turned to me and said, 'Oh guess you will be working on Mothers' Day right.', to which I replied, 'Nope! No work on Mothers' Day. Mothers' day is ...........*blahblahblah*............' And all his friends promptly stood up to shake my hand, how pleasant. =)

Out of so many people, I wish it didn't have to be you who had to lie to me, for it hurts to think that you didn't think yourself able to be honest with me. I've never been completely honest with you either (I'm so sorry), and yet, I've told you so many things, things so real. I could only sigh, and learn to expect less. And someday, smile you a real smile once more. It's been long while, my friend (?).