Swissotel/Swiss Care products

Everyday a new day dawning, i wake up with a bitter heart and step into Swissotel hoping for a better day. The answer is always a no. Feel like stabbing myself just so that i can skip work. Even for a day would be nice. I'm driving on a bumpy road, being mindful of my dad's position. Why aren't my classmates on the same path as me? Why am i leaving my hands with a rough touch everytime i end work? When will i ever end this sorrow. On another note, this is what you get for bullying a housekeeping trainee. Lesser amenities in your cart. Because it's all lying in my luggage for my dream vacation. Beautiful & macho + me you nana.