Nothing that i can’t hold on to with my broken hands

Ok, im fucked.. i freaking sprained both my wrist and my left ankle. I really got to stop doing that and concentrate on my job. Today i’ll be starting my practical training in Villa Danielli. An Italian fine dining restaurant. Fucked and with my injured leg and wrist. Tsk to me my job is important and as long as my hands still can move. I am going to work. So my beloved watch is sent back to head quarters for repair. i mean how can i not live without a watch. The duration is about 10 weeks to get it back. Fuccckkkk =.=

 

=/ Please let me know i am not wasting on you. Cause it bloody hell feels like it