Jor Sau Feng means Swing Left hand in cantonese. However, this post is not about how to swing your left hand, this post is about the person I’m going to write about that broke my heart. Sob Sob. (Kidding)
Some Introduction so you don’t get confused.
Jor Sau Feng (JSF) = Swing Left Hand
Jor Sau Feng = Josephine
Josephine is a cult member
Josephine = Slow Reactor
Slow Reactor is also my Drinking Biaaatchz
(the font is duck shit colour, I think she like duck shit colour, go check out the t-shirt she wear in my Hot Chocolate cafe post)
Let me clarify, biaaacthz is not a real Bitch! I call bitch or cib** when I really mean it and hate that person, so there’s a difference.
Okay okay, very boring la and piss off that I’m the last to know that she is leaving the company, obviously she dunwan me know lor. On JSF last day of work we took some photos at our workplace, here’s a quick snap for remembrance. See I make an effort to come back on Friday summo ditch my nieces to go out party with JSF. FML
In this photo, I do look like the mum sitting and both daughters hiding behind me. (That’s my table!)
After work, we went to Overtime and Sunway Gila Giza to chill out, and celebrate her freedom!
We had dinner at Wong Kok Char Chan Teng, cheap! I think JSF buy me. TQVM but I deserve it!
At Overtime, when we had few rounds of drinks and too bored (JSF buy me dunno how many rounds of beer, but I deserve it)
I like this photo,with 3 of us, Jor Sau Feng, Me and Lame Queen Jynn acting cute
Fun Pic with Crazy People, the guy at the back.. he cannot drink la.. and he got himself drunk trying to be macho. Aiyo… Ah Pek.. next time pandai tengok sikit ma, nowadays girls can drink la. Sia Sui la u!
Photo with Jonathan, I’m 25 yrs old if you didn’t know, c I sulk my face, and do pouty lips so my face not so chubby. Work or not? haha. No need botox, I look young naturally.
Here, in this photo Jor Sau Feng already drunk. She stick to Jonathan until he scared. Jo.. is drunk but doesn’t admit it. if she read this post sure she screaming oledi 🙂
(Disclaimer to the hubby: I didn’t do anything that night except, drink, complaining that they don’t serve Guinness /Carlsberg/ Heinekken/ Tiger Draught, and alot more complaints about bad service, toilet, spend most of the time camwhore, being cute, acting like I’m interested in World Cup, steal some food from ‘Ugine’ and laughing at JSF cannot walk straight anymore when Lame Queen and I tailing her.. that’s all)
End of the post, I malas cakap summo.