Friday, June 30, 2006
My schedule has been pretty hectic since wednestday that i haven't had enough energy to update except for that little snippet on our deadlines.
Well, here goes wednesday...
Media and society, the only tutorial we had for the day... it was pretty interesting and we had a little debate on censorship in Singapore (i'll elaborate another time...)
Anyway, went to do a little bit of the journalism assignment at TM NTUC about liquid eggs... I know what they are, but they seem really weird... someday maybe i will try when i don't fart excessively after midnight and my eyes turn blue... then met up with darrell and accompanied him for a job interview at my store... aziana was the one who interviewed him... weird though, cuz they had the interview standing up... anyway, uncle zainal had just finished his opening shift and was there too, with eva, hana and taufik... Found out that it was hana's last day... Geez... I'm sad... I like her and eva most out of the indo crew... double blow when i found out that i couldn't send her off at the airport the day she was going back... all because of school...
Was called to work to train two oje people, a mother and daughter pair... mom was alright, but daughter was a bit clueless on what to do... she just stood around till i specifically told her what to do... anyway it was pretty slack for me except for the training part, nagging part and having to do the stuff the oje crew was supposed to do... cuz my job was just to greet customers, do lobby dessert selling occasionally... i found time to help out at cafe... things are kind of back to normal between me and nizam... we're chums again...
Thursday...
Somehow i managed to drag myself out of bed today and made it to school for medsoc with enough time to print out the notes... skipped gdf, then went for journ and apel... I know i tend to talk about my work more than school, but nothing exciting really happens...
Rushed to the airport to work and speed changed into my uniform... the rush had already begun... punched in straightaway and it was 'pia' all the way till 8.45pm... which was when i had my break with nizam...coincidental... but we bantered while eating... which was fun... (I had a doublecheese burger and iced lemon tea only cuz we ran out of fries... can you imagine? We sold the twister fries instead...) but then a rush came in and i went for a quick visit to the ladies room and punched right back in... the moral obligations of a crew leader... *sigh* anyway, the crowd did not die down till about 10pm... It has been pretty hectic cuz people are travelling all over the place with the large majority going to watch the wc finals... it didn't help that the other food places downstairs were closed for renovations or something... Didn't really like today's counter crew... I don't really like asking people to do things... the irony is that the manager will keep asking me why i am doing the task myself and why didn't i delegate? Problem is, i tell the crew to do something, they will do the exact opposite... They end up telling me what to do... What the hell... I'm the one in charge... One of them even tried to tell the kitchen crew (which included aziana, a MANAGER, for crying out loud) to change their gloves... we already were in dire straits (cuz there weren't enough crew) and there she is trying to do MY job... crap... I knew that there wasn't enough help and so i didn't say anything... that's the kind of situation you get into once in awhile... i knew everyone was tired and so i tried to remain smiling... but it kind of gets fake if you are not conscious... anyway there was an airport staff that EXPECTED me to KNOW that he wanted chilli sauce and told me "MUST REMEMBER LAH!" bloody crapper! We are actually not supposed to suggest sauces but we do it anyway for customers' convenience... but the downside is that it has become an 'expected to have' service... Bloody crap... I love my job...but it's customers like these that are the downside... Oh, big macs were really moving better than hotcakes cuz of all the 'ang mohs'... so then finally i could breathe easy again when the crowd finally died down and i took over the lobby... chatting with nizam and mr v (azman... so called valentino...so corny right...) and they kept singing 'xiao wei'... it's alright except that it was always the first two lines! So i printed out the lyrics for them so they could learn it properly... ok... i'm burning out...skipping journ lecture... cuz i will sleep during mr selvan's droning... might as well do it at home...*sigh*
Well, here goes wednesday...
Media and society, the only tutorial we had for the day... it was pretty interesting and we had a little debate on censorship in Singapore (i'll elaborate another time...)
Anyway, went to do a little bit of the journalism assignment at TM NTUC about liquid eggs... I know what they are, but they seem really weird... someday maybe i will try when i don't fart excessively after midnight and my eyes turn blue... then met up with darrell and accompanied him for a job interview at my store... aziana was the one who interviewed him... weird though, cuz they had the interview standing up... anyway, uncle zainal had just finished his opening shift and was there too, with eva, hana and taufik... Found out that it was hana's last day... Geez... I'm sad... I like her and eva most out of the indo crew... double blow when i found out that i couldn't send her off at the airport the day she was going back... all because of school...
Was called to work to train two oje people, a mother and daughter pair... mom was alright, but daughter was a bit clueless on what to do... she just stood around till i specifically told her what to do... anyway it was pretty slack for me except for the training part, nagging part and having to do the stuff the oje crew was supposed to do... cuz my job was just to greet customers, do lobby dessert selling occasionally... i found time to help out at cafe... things are kind of back to normal between me and nizam... we're chums again...
Thursday...
Somehow i managed to drag myself out of bed today and made it to school for medsoc with enough time to print out the notes... skipped gdf, then went for journ and apel... I know i tend to talk about my work more than school, but nothing exciting really happens...
Rushed to the airport to work and speed changed into my uniform... the rush had already begun... punched in straightaway and it was 'pia' all the way till 8.45pm... which was when i had my break with nizam...coincidental... but we bantered while eating... which was fun... (I had a doublecheese burger and iced lemon tea only cuz we ran out of fries... can you imagine? We sold the twister fries instead...) but then a rush came in and i went for a quick visit to the ladies room and punched right back in... the moral obligations of a crew leader... *sigh* anyway, the crowd did not die down till about 10pm... It has been pretty hectic cuz people are travelling all over the place with the large majority going to watch the wc finals... it didn't help that the other food places downstairs were closed for renovations or something... Didn't really like today's counter crew... I don't really like asking people to do things... the irony is that the manager will keep asking me why i am doing the task myself and why didn't i delegate? Problem is, i tell the crew to do something, they will do the exact opposite... They end up telling me what to do... What the hell... I'm the one in charge... One of them even tried to tell the kitchen crew (which included aziana, a MANAGER, for crying out loud) to change their gloves... we already were in dire straits (cuz there weren't enough crew) and there she is trying to do MY job... crap... I knew that there wasn't enough help and so i didn't say anything... that's the kind of situation you get into once in awhile... i knew everyone was tired and so i tried to remain smiling... but it kind of gets fake if you are not conscious... anyway there was an airport staff that EXPECTED me to KNOW that he wanted chilli sauce and told me "MUST REMEMBER LAH!" bloody crapper! We are actually not supposed to suggest sauces but we do it anyway for customers' convenience... but the downside is that it has become an 'expected to have' service... Bloody crap... I love my job...but it's customers like these that are the downside... Oh, big macs were really moving better than hotcakes cuz of all the 'ang mohs'... so then finally i could breathe easy again when the crowd finally died down and i took over the lobby... chatting with nizam and mr v (azman... so called valentino...so corny right...) and they kept singing 'xiao wei'... it's alright except that it was always the first two lines! So i printed out the lyrics for them so they could learn it properly... ok... i'm burning out...skipping journ lecture... cuz i will sleep during mr selvan's droning... might as well do it at home...*sigh*
what we could have been, 6/30/2006 01:34:00 AM.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Courtesy of anthony...
10 July - Brochure
14 July- Marketing Journal
17 july- 2nd ess gra test with quark and dreamweaver
19 july-GWA3
28 July- Mkg project
31 July- medsoc project
02 aug- grp presentation for medsoc
07 aug- deadline for journalism IWA final one and deadline for GDF 3rd assignment
10 July - Brochure
14 July- Marketing Journal
17 july- 2nd ess gra test with quark and dreamweaver
19 july-GWA3
28 July- Mkg project
31 July- medsoc project
02 aug- grp presentation for medsoc
07 aug- deadline for journalism IWA final one and deadline for GDF 3rd assignment
what we could have been, 6/29/2006 01:25:00 AM.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
no pics on my blog so decided to put these of my favourite performers...
what we could have been, 6/28/2006 12:56:00 AM.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
So... essential graphics today was a breeze...
We learnt how to use Quark express... don't ask why its called quark cuz i seriously have no idea and so does the rest of the class i guess... it, in no way gives me any vibe that the word 'quark' appears in the befuddled mind of mine...
On the other hand... marketing was a drag...it was probably the longest lecture ever... content heavy i guess... but pretty easy to understand compared to the other topics...
Got cpluses for both the individual marketing journals and the journalism term test... that is just going to sink me deeper into depression... *SIGH* but it was alright i guess cuz i really have to admit i didn't put much effort into either...
so that was my day... going to find something else to talk about... oh right... running the cafe... i am such a workaholic...
so i'm not a beanie... but i am at cafe often enough to complain about the vagaries of running it... especially alone...*SIGH* again...
Right, so first, you got to know what you are selling... cappucino, mochaccino, latte, flat white etc... subtle differences between those types of coffee you know... oh and steaming the milk for the coffee and stuff... it was really hilarious when i first started learning cos the milk exploded... i didn't KNOW milk could explode... Geez... then there's the iced drinks and the frappes... luckily the recipes are there cuz i could very well be giving you a chocolate drink with coffee in it for all you know... but that won't happen now... don't worry... That's for the drinks...
Then you have the sandwiches and pastries and cakes and caesar salad... Sandwiches are the irritating ones... if you don't prepare enough, you have to make one from scratch and its so undesirable when you have a service in and are working alone... I can handle a service in easily on a good day... but catch me on a 'weird' day, i can get really pissed...
Point to note... please do not panic when you get busy at cafe... I learnt that when i was first put into cafe alone, having never even helping out there before... i wasn't even familiar with the stuff there... At the cafe, you are either extremely busy or are extremely busy slacking off... during the former you don't even have time to wash the dirty dishes (yes, you wash your own dishes although there's a dishwasher)... during the latter, you can get pretty neurotic talking to yourself (if you are alone)...
Then you have to deal with fussy customers, rude customers, impatient customers, slow customers, customers that ask too many questions... for us at the store... we kind of categorise the customers according to the countries they come from... as far as possible... prepare for a huge digression to the main store...
indian customers (hindu or buddhists from india i think): they are always asking for veggie burgers... I try to satisfy them with fries and the apple pies, or a burger sans meat... for those who aren't vegetarians, they don't take beef and go for the finger food, then chicken burgers (in order of preference)... irritating thing is they want to pay in US dollars, which i tell them repeatedly before they order that change will be given back in SINGAPORE DOLLARS, to which they go 'yes yes'... then when they pay, they go 'no no no... i want change in US dollar...' Geez... So i tell them to please go and change it at the money changer's which is downstairs... then i cuss silently...
then you have the 'ang moh' customers: they tend to go for the milkshakes (which sadly we don't serve) and big macs, cheese and doublecheese burgers then the chicken burgers (again in order of preference)... they tend to be more easygoing but there are the odd ones who are really mean...to which i cuss silently again...
japanese/ korean customers: the language barrier is really funny... i can't really speak nihon-go all that well...so the customers are left to struggle with their meagre grasp of the english language... really nice and patient people and go for the beef products... its a delicacy... a fact that i learned when i went to japan in primary 5 for an exchange programme...
chinese from hong kong/mainland china: they think i can't speak mandarin and struggle again to tell me what they want... some are pretty horrible at it though... so i switch to speaking mandarin if they seem nice, and also in the case of a service in... to speed things up...
indonesian customers: they take away apple pies... they love it but they don't have it in indonesia... so they buy about 10 each time... sometimes more.... they also go for nuggets and wings...
ok, so back to cafe... to those who think that being at cafe is very free and all... you are so wrong... while the manager does only comes down once in a while to check the cash, you are pretty much on your own, stocking up on all the stuff, cleaning, washing... unlike at the main store where everything is teamwork... what i like though... is the challenge of it... i try not to call for help even when there is a rush... i want to train myself to be independent... haha... i admit...I love my job...
We learnt how to use Quark express... don't ask why its called quark cuz i seriously have no idea and so does the rest of the class i guess... it, in no way gives me any vibe that the word 'quark' appears in the befuddled mind of mine...
On the other hand... marketing was a drag...it was probably the longest lecture ever... content heavy i guess... but pretty easy to understand compared to the other topics...
Got cpluses for both the individual marketing journals and the journalism term test... that is just going to sink me deeper into depression... *SIGH* but it was alright i guess cuz i really have to admit i didn't put much effort into either...
so that was my day... going to find something else to talk about... oh right... running the cafe... i am such a workaholic...
so i'm not a beanie... but i am at cafe often enough to complain about the vagaries of running it... especially alone...*SIGH* again...
Right, so first, you got to know what you are selling... cappucino, mochaccino, latte, flat white etc... subtle differences between those types of coffee you know... oh and steaming the milk for the coffee and stuff... it was really hilarious when i first started learning cos the milk exploded... i didn't KNOW milk could explode... Geez... then there's the iced drinks and the frappes... luckily the recipes are there cuz i could very well be giving you a chocolate drink with coffee in it for all you know... but that won't happen now... don't worry... That's for the drinks...
Then you have the sandwiches and pastries and cakes and caesar salad... Sandwiches are the irritating ones... if you don't prepare enough, you have to make one from scratch and its so undesirable when you have a service in and are working alone... I can handle a service in easily on a good day... but catch me on a 'weird' day, i can get really pissed...
Point to note... please do not panic when you get busy at cafe... I learnt that when i was first put into cafe alone, having never even helping out there before... i wasn't even familiar with the stuff there... At the cafe, you are either extremely busy or are extremely busy slacking off... during the former you don't even have time to wash the dirty dishes (yes, you wash your own dishes although there's a dishwasher)... during the latter, you can get pretty neurotic talking to yourself (if you are alone)...
Then you have to deal with fussy customers, rude customers, impatient customers, slow customers, customers that ask too many questions... for us at the store... we kind of categorise the customers according to the countries they come from... as far as possible... prepare for a huge digression to the main store...
indian customers (hindu or buddhists from india i think): they are always asking for veggie burgers... I try to satisfy them with fries and the apple pies, or a burger sans meat... for those who aren't vegetarians, they don't take beef and go for the finger food, then chicken burgers (in order of preference)... irritating thing is they want to pay in US dollars, which i tell them repeatedly before they order that change will be given back in SINGAPORE DOLLARS, to which they go 'yes yes'... then when they pay, they go 'no no no... i want change in US dollar...' Geez... So i tell them to please go and change it at the money changer's which is downstairs... then i cuss silently...
then you have the 'ang moh' customers: they tend to go for the milkshakes (which sadly we don't serve) and big macs, cheese and doublecheese burgers then the chicken burgers (again in order of preference)... they tend to be more easygoing but there are the odd ones who are really mean...to which i cuss silently again...
japanese/ korean customers: the language barrier is really funny... i can't really speak nihon-go all that well...so the customers are left to struggle with their meagre grasp of the english language... really nice and patient people and go for the beef products... its a delicacy... a fact that i learned when i went to japan in primary 5 for an exchange programme...
chinese from hong kong/mainland china: they think i can't speak mandarin and struggle again to tell me what they want... some are pretty horrible at it though... so i switch to speaking mandarin if they seem nice, and also in the case of a service in... to speed things up...
indonesian customers: they take away apple pies... they love it but they don't have it in indonesia... so they buy about 10 each time... sometimes more.... they also go for nuggets and wings...
ok, so back to cafe... to those who think that being at cafe is very free and all... you are so wrong... while the manager does only comes down once in a while to check the cash, you are pretty much on your own, stocking up on all the stuff, cleaning, washing... unlike at the main store where everything is teamwork... what i like though... is the challenge of it... i try not to call for help even when there is a rush... i want to train myself to be independent... haha... i admit...I love my job...
what we could have been, 6/27/2006 11:18:00 PM.
I didn't have the energy to update last night cuz i got home ony at 1am, bloody habitual latecomers' fault.
Anyway, it was the first day back at school and i'm back to waiting for the bloody buses which i don't mind, just that they are always full and take bloody long to come.
Didn't realise that we had to hand in the individual medsoc assignment and so had to rush an essay out. I did it during ms ng's lesson and she thought i was doing her assignment. lo'really'l.... managed to finish by 2pm and kind of hung around in the lab and helped darrell with his medsoc assignment...
then i just went off to the airport and met taufik there. we hung around behind giordano for awhile and chatted... somehow the topic digressed to nizam... and he asked me if i had any feelings for him since i was close to him... Weird to the extreme! This is like the second question about him in three days... Anyway, nizam and me are like siblings...it would be so weird for anything more than that i guess... talking about nizam... i haven't really spoken to him properly since i came back from phils... although we see each other every other day... haven't had the chance either... i don't know why... it's really weird... anyway, heard he was going to go after a certain someone... good luck bro... haha...
Then i went up to store, and ronald was the manager... asked if he wanted me to punch in early, he said yes, so i went to change... as usual, didn't talk to nizam unless it was about work... the whole night we kept having to maintain maximum product level cuz we kept having service in... tiring but shiok... oh i forgot to say who was working... there was auntie juliet at lobby, me imran hana at counter, adi arie auntie kui hiong in the kitchen... nizam and pi kuang at cafe... oh and aziana and ronald were the managers... went back late cuz the malaysian crew was late, and there was a rush at 11.30pm... i was supposed to punch out at 11pm ok... so anyway, nizam went back first cuz he was afraid he would get extended so imran went home with me... was talking about the difficulties of running cafe alone... but that's another story...
Anyway, it was the first day back at school and i'm back to waiting for the bloody buses which i don't mind, just that they are always full and take bloody long to come.
Didn't realise that we had to hand in the individual medsoc assignment and so had to rush an essay out. I did it during ms ng's lesson and she thought i was doing her assignment. lo'really'l.... managed to finish by 2pm and kind of hung around in the lab and helped darrell with his medsoc assignment...
then i just went off to the airport and met taufik there. we hung around behind giordano for awhile and chatted... somehow the topic digressed to nizam... and he asked me if i had any feelings for him since i was close to him... Weird to the extreme! This is like the second question about him in three days... Anyway, nizam and me are like siblings...it would be so weird for anything more than that i guess... talking about nizam... i haven't really spoken to him properly since i came back from phils... although we see each other every other day... haven't had the chance either... i don't know why... it's really weird... anyway, heard he was going to go after a certain someone... good luck bro... haha...
Then i went up to store, and ronald was the manager... asked if he wanted me to punch in early, he said yes, so i went to change... as usual, didn't talk to nizam unless it was about work... the whole night we kept having to maintain maximum product level cuz we kept having service in... tiring but shiok... oh i forgot to say who was working... there was auntie juliet at lobby, me imran hana at counter, adi arie auntie kui hiong in the kitchen... nizam and pi kuang at cafe... oh and aziana and ronald were the managers... went back late cuz the malaysian crew was late, and there was a rush at 11.30pm... i was supposed to punch out at 11pm ok... so anyway, nizam went back first cuz he was afraid he would get extended so imran went home with me... was talking about the difficulties of running cafe alone... but that's another story...
what we could have been, 6/27/2006 01:09:00 PM.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
SO... i went to church for the evening mass... was goofing off making fun of my mother the whole time... and after we went to ntuc to get stuff... waited bloody long for the bus 28... then my mother and sister wanted to get more stuff at shop n save... so did i... but i got dumped with the bags we got earlier with my protests left unheard... I get that all the time... Bloody hell... I felt like throwing the bags away and just going home... but i didn't. I was a good girl and just cussed my way back home...
As the eldest in the family. i get dumped with pretty much everything... Going to the bank to deposit money for my parents, going to the clinic to get a queue number in the morning when i am not even the one who's sick... what's more, no one queues for me when i am sick... what the hell... I get blamed for everything, sometimes even my sister's bad habits and grades... Geez... Even my sister bullies me... Got to do everything she asks me, she can't even do me a favour... I'd get a "why can't you just help your sister? why are you so selfish?" Hey, my sister is a hulking judoka who can do everything for herself and is getting too dependent on people giving her answers instead of finding out herself... she can be smart when she wants to... so when i was praying at church i asked God to tell my sister to be more independent and find things out for herself (other than asking Him to help me find a boyfriend... lol) cuz she asked me to help her do her a math homework when we got home and i was so not going to... no no...
And that's not the end of my problems... my parents think i don't have a social life... As if i don't have to juggle studies and work and chores... They're always asking me to visit my grandmother and help her out once in a while (it's not that i don't like my grandmother, i've got other things to do...) or accompany her to the doctor, look after my parents' shop while my mother goes shopping... I'd rather work and earn money than do all these stuff... how come my sister doesn't get all these crap? "Cuz you're the eldest, we're training you..." Blah blah blah... rubbish...
My sister can just as easily skip judo trainings and outings with friends than i can skip commitments like work and school... I hang out with friends only after lessons and before work, which is not enough time for stuff like going to my grandmother's house...
Seeing as i am making the transition from kid to adult, i worry that i might just become as contradicting as my parents... oh well...
As the eldest in the family. i get dumped with pretty much everything... Going to the bank to deposit money for my parents, going to the clinic to get a queue number in the morning when i am not even the one who's sick... what's more, no one queues for me when i am sick... what the hell... I get blamed for everything, sometimes even my sister's bad habits and grades... Geez... Even my sister bullies me... Got to do everything she asks me, she can't even do me a favour... I'd get a "why can't you just help your sister? why are you so selfish?" Hey, my sister is a hulking judoka who can do everything for herself and is getting too dependent on people giving her answers instead of finding out herself... she can be smart when she wants to... so when i was praying at church i asked God to tell my sister to be more independent and find things out for herself (other than asking Him to help me find a boyfriend... lol) cuz she asked me to help her do her a math homework when we got home and i was so not going to... no no...
And that's not the end of my problems... my parents think i don't have a social life... As if i don't have to juggle studies and work and chores... They're always asking me to visit my grandmother and help her out once in a while (it's not that i don't like my grandmother, i've got other things to do...) or accompany her to the doctor, look after my parents' shop while my mother goes shopping... I'd rather work and earn money than do all these stuff... how come my sister doesn't get all these crap? "Cuz you're the eldest, we're training you..." Blah blah blah... rubbish...
My sister can just as easily skip judo trainings and outings with friends than i can skip commitments like work and school... I hang out with friends only after lessons and before work, which is not enough time for stuff like going to my grandmother's house...
Seeing as i am making the transition from kid to adult, i worry that i might just become as contradicting as my parents... oh well...
what we could have been, 6/25/2006 09:10:00 PM.
I think i have depression or something... I've been really moody since i found out some things that were pretty hurtful... But then again... I might just be reading too much into the situation... I thought the trip to phils would help me forget all that.. it did, but only while i was there... cuz i didn't have to encounter the things that were making me depressed...
How is it possible for someone to have depression and know it... Actually, i don't exactly know what i'm depressed about... it's hard to keep secrets to yourself in a situation where the parties involved in the secret are people you see everyday... suddenly it seems that there is no secret after all, and you go back to not knowing the secret anymore... Go figure... I don't get it either... Maybe it's the lack of communication... when you are afraid to ask the question... afraid that the answer will hurt...
That's me... I'm pretty sharp-tongued and straightforward, but i'd rather keep things to myself if it is a lie or if the response will hurt me... I don't know... It's something I can't deal with... I probably look carefree to most people, even my family... No one knows the real me... Everyone's kind of like that, i guess... What you know about me is probably the happy-go-lucky, capable, easy-going, sometimes with 'attitude' problem side of me... That is the emotionless me... I'm afraid to show my real feelings to people... I continue my search to find someone who can truly understand me, really take the time to get to know me... help me with some of my burdens... help me to let go... I need security... Geez... I find myself getting tooo mushy... See, that is the strong, hard side of me talking... The weak side must never be shown... but it needs help, cuz it's drowning...
How is it possible for someone to have depression and know it... Actually, i don't exactly know what i'm depressed about... it's hard to keep secrets to yourself in a situation where the parties involved in the secret are people you see everyday... suddenly it seems that there is no secret after all, and you go back to not knowing the secret anymore... Go figure... I don't get it either... Maybe it's the lack of communication... when you are afraid to ask the question... afraid that the answer will hurt...
That's me... I'm pretty sharp-tongued and straightforward, but i'd rather keep things to myself if it is a lie or if the response will hurt me... I don't know... It's something I can't deal with... I probably look carefree to most people, even my family... No one knows the real me... Everyone's kind of like that, i guess... What you know about me is probably the happy-go-lucky, capable, easy-going, sometimes with 'attitude' problem side of me... That is the emotionless me... I'm afraid to show my real feelings to people... I continue my search to find someone who can truly understand me, really take the time to get to know me... help me with some of my burdens... help me to let go... I need security... Geez... I find myself getting tooo mushy... See, that is the strong, hard side of me talking... The weak side must never be shown... but it needs help, cuz it's drowning...
what we could have been, 6/25/2006 03:22:00 PM.
Saturday, June 24, 2006
I'm so fake and giggly today but i can't smile when a certain someone is around... Just one of my weird days, i guess... Felt sick and dizzy and nauseated... but i hide these stuff pretty well...
My turn to do transition today... reached store earlier than the openers (adilah and peiwen)... Thought Be was going to be the opening manager today but ming ru came instead... I'm so muddle-headed since i came back from phils and depressed too... I seriously don't know why... It seems like the people i used to be close to have drifted away... Anyway, i forgot to bring my nametag today... So i sort of didn't have a name... Found out that crew cannot go into the cafe area in our uniform cuz it's not presentable... hmmm... Doesn't make sense...
Well, today's crew was me and adilah and lemuel in the kitchen, vivian and zubaidah and peiwen at counter, winston at the lobby... nizam OT at cafe cuz kamalia didn't come... hmmm again... Almost fell down when i was cooking round eggs..bloody shoes... got to get them changed... probably made a laughing stock of myself... Geez...
Special thanks and kisses to adilah for helping me with my transition... So other than getting drenched, my transition was pretty alright... Took over the kitchen when adilah punched out...Everyone was kind of crazy cuz there weren't many customers and doing crazy things out of serious boredom...Then Be came and asked me to take over cafe... Dotz to the max man... I thought we cannot go to cafe area in this uniform... Anyway... there was nothing much to do at cafe so i didn't mind... I thought nizam was going to go home after i took over but he didn't, ended up going home together... with adilah and peiwen... Was so glad to see rizal... the big bro i never had... haha... means i could punch out... yay! Peiwen asked if i was close to nizam... weird question cuz i dunno... alright i guess...
Felt sleepy in the bus and was half asleep, i could hear the conversation going on between adilah and nizam... don't really know what it was about so no gossip... haha... Got down at the same bus stop as nizam so i could go get my bus concession at the interchange... That's pretty much it... Cuz i slept all the way till dinner when i reached home...
My life is boring, huh...
My turn to do transition today... reached store earlier than the openers (adilah and peiwen)... Thought Be was going to be the opening manager today but ming ru came instead... I'm so muddle-headed since i came back from phils and depressed too... I seriously don't know why... It seems like the people i used to be close to have drifted away... Anyway, i forgot to bring my nametag today... So i sort of didn't have a name... Found out that crew cannot go into the cafe area in our uniform cuz it's not presentable... hmmm... Doesn't make sense...
Well, today's crew was me and adilah and lemuel in the kitchen, vivian and zubaidah and peiwen at counter, winston at the lobby... nizam OT at cafe cuz kamalia didn't come... hmmm again... Almost fell down when i was cooking round eggs..bloody shoes... got to get them changed... probably made a laughing stock of myself... Geez...
Special thanks and kisses to adilah for helping me with my transition... So other than getting drenched, my transition was pretty alright... Took over the kitchen when adilah punched out...Everyone was kind of crazy cuz there weren't many customers and doing crazy things out of serious boredom...Then Be came and asked me to take over cafe... Dotz to the max man... I thought we cannot go to cafe area in this uniform... Anyway... there was nothing much to do at cafe so i didn't mind... I thought nizam was going to go home after i took over but he didn't, ended up going home together... with adilah and peiwen... Was so glad to see rizal... the big bro i never had... haha... means i could punch out... yay! Peiwen asked if i was close to nizam... weird question cuz i dunno... alright i guess...
Felt sleepy in the bus and was half asleep, i could hear the conversation going on between adilah and nizam... don't really know what it was about so no gossip... haha... Got down at the same bus stop as nizam so i could go get my bus concession at the interchange... That's pretty much it... Cuz i slept all the way till dinner when i reached home...
My life is boring, huh...
what we could have been, 6/24/2006 09:37:00 PM.
Friday, June 23, 2006
Ok.. the world cup is here... You could say i have no interest in it... i don't support any team in particular (cos I only recognise those famous players like beckham, owen, ronaldo, ronaldinho... I don't know what clubs they play for...) and i know nuts about soccer, i'm willing to admit... I won't be those that pretend that they know loads... I'll will discuss it with you if you want to, even watch it into the night with you... but seriously, you won't be able to make me a fanatic...
Funny things about the world cup...
I was having dinner at a coffeeshop just after i came back from phils... they were showing a game and suddenly a goal was scored... a sudden "GOAL!" which shocked the hell out of me...
Just last night... The McD opposite my block was showing a live telecast of a game... the one about 1 to 2 am in the morning... I heard what seemed like a "GOAL" but it was kinda mixed up, like they were hesitating or something... I was thinking "so did they score a goal or what?!"
People are always dressing for the occasion... or at least accessorising.. Soccer jerseys, bags, shoes, wristbands, keychains, toys... whatnots... it's driving me nuts... I won't waste my money on those cos i'll only use it once every four years (and it's not even a leap year) and probably lose it even before the next season...
Funny things about the world cup...
I was having dinner at a coffeeshop just after i came back from phils... they were showing a game and suddenly a goal was scored... a sudden "GOAL!" which shocked the hell out of me...
Just last night... The McD opposite my block was showing a live telecast of a game... the one about 1 to 2 am in the morning... I heard what seemed like a "GOAL" but it was kinda mixed up, like they were hesitating or something... I was thinking "so did they score a goal or what?!"
People are always dressing for the occasion... or at least accessorising.. Soccer jerseys, bags, shoes, wristbands, keychains, toys... whatnots... it's driving me nuts... I won't waste my money on those cos i'll only use it once every four years (and it's not even a leap year) and probably lose it even before the next season...
what we could have been, 6/23/2006 12:18:00 PM.
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Is this what eyes were never meant to see
The end of hope and all it meant to me
How can I find the strength to carry on another day
Without my pride there's nothing left to say
Is this the way my life was meant to be?
Too late for me to say that I was wrong
Perhaps the weak believe that they are strong
I thought that if I tried I'd find a way to earn their trust
Yet all I've known and loved has turned to dust
It seems there was no way I could belong
The fire that burns within your heart
The pain that tears your life apart
The rain that falls from brokn skies
The love I lost beneath the lies
And must I face the truth alone
Is this the end of all I've known
The years I gave the tears I cried
Why dream of love, when love has died
I know one day the story will be told
And in the end the secrets will be sold
And will they look at me and say I should have known the end
Perhaps I did but why should I pretend
I only dreamt of love and growing old
Repeat Chorus
Dick Lee (music)
Stephen Clark (lyrics)
This song totally reflects my thoughts and feelings right now... though it's totally irrelevant to what i'm going to say next unless you know my secrets and my writing style...
I don't cry when i'm sad, but i cry when i am angry... Disappointment and sadness is something I handle in a different way.. I can't even force myself to cry... I just don't know, i guess... People always say i live like a free spirit... i seem to handle things so easily... Perhaps it's just the environment in which i was brought up, i've learnt from all the bizarre situations i been thrown into... I told auntie ellenor about my backgound today while throwing trash and she told me somthing i never really thought about... the things i've experienced has made me become more cautious with my relationships...am i scared?
The end of hope and all it meant to me
How can I find the strength to carry on another day
Without my pride there's nothing left to say
Is this the way my life was meant to be?
Too late for me to say that I was wrong
Perhaps the weak believe that they are strong
I thought that if I tried I'd find a way to earn their trust
Yet all I've known and loved has turned to dust
It seems there was no way I could belong
The fire that burns within your heart
The pain that tears your life apart
The rain that falls from brokn skies
The love I lost beneath the lies
And must I face the truth alone
Is this the end of all I've known
The years I gave the tears I cried
Why dream of love, when love has died
I know one day the story will be told
And in the end the secrets will be sold
And will they look at me and say I should have known the end
Perhaps I did but why should I pretend
I only dreamt of love and growing old
Repeat Chorus
Dick Lee (music)
Stephen Clark (lyrics)
This song totally reflects my thoughts and feelings right now... though it's totally irrelevant to what i'm going to say next unless you know my secrets and my writing style...
I don't cry when i'm sad, but i cry when i am angry... Disappointment and sadness is something I handle in a different way.. I can't even force myself to cry... I just don't know, i guess... People always say i live like a free spirit... i seem to handle things so easily... Perhaps it's just the environment in which i was brought up, i've learnt from all the bizarre situations i been thrown into... I told auntie ellenor about my backgound today while throwing trash and she told me somthing i never really thought about... the things i've experienced has made me become more cautious with my relationships...am i scared?
what we could have been, 6/22/2006 06:59:00 PM.
It's amazing how things can seem different yet it is still the same...
Take a person for example, (i'll just use him/he/his for convenience's sake) his appearance may not have changed, but yet you know that he has changed... the little things that he does... the way he looks at you, the way he acknowledges your presence, the things you talk about... it may not be as intimate as it used to be... slowly slowly you drift apart... it is sad... but how many relationships go through the stages of strangers, acquaintances, friends, best friends, more than best friends (I mean practically understanding each other), and slowly fading away, and stay at the third to fifth stages?
I feel sad for those relationships i have had or are currently going through the 'fading away' stage... i reminicise and mourn the death of these relationships...
Take a person for example, (i'll just use him/he/his for convenience's sake) his appearance may not have changed, but yet you know that he has changed... the little things that he does... the way he looks at you, the way he acknowledges your presence, the things you talk about... it may not be as intimate as it used to be... slowly slowly you drift apart... it is sad... but how many relationships go through the stages of strangers, acquaintances, friends, best friends, more than best friends (I mean practically understanding each other), and slowly fading away, and stay at the third to fifth stages?
I feel sad for those relationships i have had or are currently going through the 'fading away' stage... i reminicise and mourn the death of these relationships...
what we could have been, 6/22/2006 06:01:00 PM.
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Slept at almost 2am and woke up at 7plus yesterday to go queue for queue number at the clinic for my grandmother...
I went back to work ... At 12 afternoon... bloody tired...
Ronald was the manager on shift... Funny guy that one... there was also ying ying, shu bin, auntie ellenor, auntie susan, auntie peggy, auntie phooi eng and auntie jenny lim... was surprised that auntie jenny hadn't gone home yet cos she usually goes home at 11am...
I was early, though, reached at about 11.15... Received a sms from taufik saying that he was at the airport too... he saw me but i didn't see him... said he was at sakae sushi, so i went down to meet him la... we started our usual banter and as usual, he tried to annoy me...
but then i had to go punch in so i went up to the store... taufik probably went to play the soccer Xbox thing which was where he saw me before going to sakae sushi (i guessed as much)... this is like the only reason he and nizam come early in the first place... nizam is almost always late... Geez... I can't stand being late...
Then, I started work... Arie was on mc and Maya claimed to be sick and went home early... so we were left with a skeleton crew... Luckily there was KD Azman so there were three at counter (me, auntie juliet and KD), three in kitchen (agus, auntie kui hiong and hana), one lobby (mahirah) and two at cafe (eva and nizam)... I gave eva a bracelet i brought back from phils, nizam a super thick wristband and rizal a thought card with a friendship band...
I worked OT till almost 11 and my legs were seriously rotten... Luckily i didn't have cramps at night... Waited for nizam cos we took the same bus... the malaysian crew was later than usual... I hate it when people are late... thank god for my high tolerance level... luckily i managed to catch the last 291 bus home cos i have to change buses...
Found out when i came back that mama had a hairline fracture just below the elbow... my sixth sense is very accurate... I had that feeling since she fell a few days ago that she might have a fracture cos of the way she fell... anyway i guess she will have to stay with me for awhile...
I went back to work ... At 12 afternoon... bloody tired...
Ronald was the manager on shift... Funny guy that one... there was also ying ying, shu bin, auntie ellenor, auntie susan, auntie peggy, auntie phooi eng and auntie jenny lim... was surprised that auntie jenny hadn't gone home yet cos she usually goes home at 11am...
I was early, though, reached at about 11.15... Received a sms from taufik saying that he was at the airport too... he saw me but i didn't see him... said he was at sakae sushi, so i went down to meet him la... we started our usual banter and as usual, he tried to annoy me...
but then i had to go punch in so i went up to the store... taufik probably went to play the soccer Xbox thing which was where he saw me before going to sakae sushi (i guessed as much)... this is like the only reason he and nizam come early in the first place... nizam is almost always late... Geez... I can't stand being late...
Then, I started work... Arie was on mc and Maya claimed to be sick and went home early... so we were left with a skeleton crew... Luckily there was KD Azman so there were three at counter (me, auntie juliet and KD), three in kitchen (agus, auntie kui hiong and hana), one lobby (mahirah) and two at cafe (eva and nizam)... I gave eva a bracelet i brought back from phils, nizam a super thick wristband and rizal a thought card with a friendship band...
I worked OT till almost 11 and my legs were seriously rotten... Luckily i didn't have cramps at night... Waited for nizam cos we took the same bus... the malaysian crew was later than usual... I hate it when people are late... thank god for my high tolerance level... luckily i managed to catch the last 291 bus home cos i have to change buses...
Found out when i came back that mama had a hairline fracture just below the elbow... my sixth sense is very accurate... I had that feeling since she fell a few days ago that she might have a fracture cos of the way she fell... anyway i guess she will have to stay with me for awhile...
what we could have been, 6/20/2006 07:45:00 PM.
I just arrived at the house... having barbecued banana...hahaha...
at the beach... i'm right in front... GOSH, i look so fat!
I pose in a rare moment of spontaneity... I'm at the beach for all that I'm worth! I can't stand beaches...
Me and my sister the judoka... she's younger but taller... Argh.. I'm so fat... What's wrong with my hair???
Pretty picture... but I still look weird...*Sigh*
what we could have been, 6/20/2006 01:14:00 PM.
Monday, June 19, 2006
I'm finally back in Singapore...
So I'll update from Wednesday...
Wednesday...
A nothing day...
I just slept the whole day... didn't even go out... just to the store to get coke and chocolates... can't live without them... oh, and just to the back to play with Barox...
Thursday...
Went out to Colon... that's somewhere in Cebu... just me, daddy, mama, mummy and auntie jeanne... We took the taxi... us ladies squashed into the back seat... stopped at the Santa Ninio (i really don't know how it's spelt!) Church... This saint is the patron saint of Cebu... lots of stories about it... Mummy and auntie jeanne went to pray and wish for some stuff i don't know about... Adults can be really complicated... Or maybe it's just me...
Oh, then we went to Chowking to eat... pretty good stuff there... it's in between a fastfood restaurant and a restaurant with regards to Singapore of course... You order at the counter but they will bring your order to you...
Shopping...at a budget store... Boy, did i go nuts in there... But i just bought a compact powder, lipstick and a pair of cool shoes (so hip hop glam)... all for under 300 pesos (<10 bucks!)
Went to a factory called R&M to get those dried mangos for little favours for when we get back... I also got some mango chips, banana chips and some dried papaya... i don't really eat those stuff so i don't know how it tastes like...
Friday...
Went to Ayala... again... yes i know, but i just love it there... I feel comfortable... bought presents for friends...
Then we went to Juvells, the hairdresser's. Got a hot oil treatment and a trim that was an almost complete waste of 120 pesos... Didn't do anything for my hair... but i got another manicure and pedicure though...
Saturday...
My baptismal... The priest was called Father Rey... He's also my godfather... Mama fell down and hurt her arm though... that was a spoiler... We went for a celebratory lunch at the nearby Cafe Laguna... Father Rey was extremely funny... Got a lot of laughs from that man... Didn't receive as much attention as Lois though... she's the judoka... prefer it too... I just like doing my own thing...
Went to Ayala in the evening after a long nap... just the four of us cousins... Whirlwind shopping... cuz we had to be back for dinner... It was pretty crowded cuz it was the weekend... managed to get a cab back pretty easily... not like bloody SM...
Got some packing to do... After all we're going back tomorrow!
Sunday...
Yay... Finally... Going back to Singapore... Am back in Singapore... Had some Lomi (Lor Mee) at the airport then fish with rice on the plane... Uncle Bob and Guma May came to fetch us with Adriana and Rashad (my cousins)..
Am so glad to be back... I felt so cut off from civilisation (or news) in phils... Gosh... more anecdotes on my trips next time...
So I'll update from Wednesday...
Wednesday...
A nothing day...
I just slept the whole day... didn't even go out... just to the store to get coke and chocolates... can't live without them... oh, and just to the back to play with Barox...
Thursday...
Went out to Colon... that's somewhere in Cebu... just me, daddy, mama, mummy and auntie jeanne... We took the taxi... us ladies squashed into the back seat... stopped at the Santa Ninio (i really don't know how it's spelt!) Church... This saint is the patron saint of Cebu... lots of stories about it... Mummy and auntie jeanne went to pray and wish for some stuff i don't know about... Adults can be really complicated... Or maybe it's just me...
Oh, then we went to Chowking to eat... pretty good stuff there... it's in between a fastfood restaurant and a restaurant with regards to Singapore of course... You order at the counter but they will bring your order to you...
Shopping...at a budget store... Boy, did i go nuts in there... But i just bought a compact powder, lipstick and a pair of cool shoes (so hip hop glam)... all for under 300 pesos (<10 bucks!)
Went to a factory called R&M to get those dried mangos for little favours for when we get back... I also got some mango chips, banana chips and some dried papaya... i don't really eat those stuff so i don't know how it tastes like...
Friday...
Went to Ayala... again... yes i know, but i just love it there... I feel comfortable... bought presents for friends...
Then we went to Juvells, the hairdresser's. Got a hot oil treatment and a trim that was an almost complete waste of 120 pesos... Didn't do anything for my hair... but i got another manicure and pedicure though...
Saturday...
My baptismal... The priest was called Father Rey... He's also my godfather... Mama fell down and hurt her arm though... that was a spoiler... We went for a celebratory lunch at the nearby Cafe Laguna... Father Rey was extremely funny... Got a lot of laughs from that man... Didn't receive as much attention as Lois though... she's the judoka... prefer it too... I just like doing my own thing...
Went to Ayala in the evening after a long nap... just the four of us cousins... Whirlwind shopping... cuz we had to be back for dinner... It was pretty crowded cuz it was the weekend... managed to get a cab back pretty easily... not like bloody SM...
Got some packing to do... After all we're going back tomorrow!
Sunday...
Yay... Finally... Going back to Singapore... Am back in Singapore... Had some Lomi (Lor Mee) at the airport then fish with rice on the plane... Uncle Bob and Guma May came to fetch us with Adriana and Rashad (my cousins)..
Am so glad to be back... I felt so cut off from civilisation (or news) in phils... Gosh... more anecdotes on my trips next time...
what we could have been, 6/19/2006 01:13:00 AM.
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Now where did i stop the last time...
Sunday...
We went to Stakili... a beach resort... Gosh there are millions of beach resorts here! We went in the hired jeepney, which is equivalent to the buses in Singapore, but without the bells and the exit... like a small covered truck... you yell 'stop' or rap on the roof if you wanna get down...
Sunrise is at about 5am so the sun at 9am is so 'cheerful'
Everyone went swimming except me and mama... I can't stand beaches... urgh... i'm always moody whenever I'm at the beach... don't really like sand and water... I guess its cuz i have a strong fire element in me...
Later we had lunch in the restaurant at the resort which was pretty good and then we just went back home for naps... which is all you can do when the weather's so hot...
Monday...
Philippine's independence day... not much fanfare though... just people selling flags... oh, you know, they sell stuff like cigarettes and drinks and snacks on the road just like that... I thought it was dangerous...
Anyway, we went to visit my grandfather's grave... it was my first time... didn't feel like crying but mummy pretty much bawled her eyes out... she misses lolo... Poor kids there look after the cemetary were half naked or really naked, we brought clothes and they could eat the food we brought for offerings after...
Then we went to the Taoist temple and took lots of pictures there... Mama, daddy and lola went and made wishes... we the kids just explored and took photos...
Shopping at SM shopping mall...Gosh, its at least 5 TMs! We ate halo halo and steamed rice... Halo halo is a dessert with coconut, yam, ice cream and the stuff you find in ice kachang la... what else... we went to the department store and looked at shoes... '
So fast... time to go home... cuz the mall closes at 9... it was so hard to get a taxi cuz of bloody traffic police... we had to walk to the jeepney stand to take the jeep and then take a taxi once it was convenient to do so...
Tuesday...
Mummy went to the dentist to fit her dentures... see what poor oral hygiene will do to you... she's had dentures since before i was born i think...Gosh... But we went on to Ayala, another shooping mall and ate at Jollibee's, which is more popular here than McD... they've got a better selection and service...
Woohoo, got a new pair of shoes and clothes...
Went back to the house and took a catnap... then went in the hired jeepney to lilo-an, for a party... its where my mother and her sister got their start in singing.... reunion for them and their bandmates... met lola roca... the mommy of all the singers... dancing and dancing again la...
Sunday...
We went to Stakili... a beach resort... Gosh there are millions of beach resorts here! We went in the hired jeepney, which is equivalent to the buses in Singapore, but without the bells and the exit... like a small covered truck... you yell 'stop' or rap on the roof if you wanna get down...
Sunrise is at about 5am so the sun at 9am is so 'cheerful'
Everyone went swimming except me and mama... I can't stand beaches... urgh... i'm always moody whenever I'm at the beach... don't really like sand and water... I guess its cuz i have a strong fire element in me...
Later we had lunch in the restaurant at the resort which was pretty good and then we just went back home for naps... which is all you can do when the weather's so hot...
Monday...
Philippine's independence day... not much fanfare though... just people selling flags... oh, you know, they sell stuff like cigarettes and drinks and snacks on the road just like that... I thought it was dangerous...
Anyway, we went to visit my grandfather's grave... it was my first time... didn't feel like crying but mummy pretty much bawled her eyes out... she misses lolo... Poor kids there look after the cemetary were half naked or really naked, we brought clothes and they could eat the food we brought for offerings after...
Then we went to the Taoist temple and took lots of pictures there... Mama, daddy and lola went and made wishes... we the kids just explored and took photos...
Shopping at SM shopping mall...Gosh, its at least 5 TMs! We ate halo halo and steamed rice... Halo halo is a dessert with coconut, yam, ice cream and the stuff you find in ice kachang la... what else... we went to the department store and looked at shoes... '
So fast... time to go home... cuz the mall closes at 9... it was so hard to get a taxi cuz of bloody traffic police... we had to walk to the jeepney stand to take the jeep and then take a taxi once it was convenient to do so...
Tuesday...
Mummy went to the dentist to fit her dentures... see what poor oral hygiene will do to you... she's had dentures since before i was born i think...Gosh... But we went on to Ayala, another shooping mall and ate at Jollibee's, which is more popular here than McD... they've got a better selection and service...
Woohoo, got a new pair of shoes and clothes...
Went back to the house and took a catnap... then went in the hired jeepney to lilo-an, for a party... its where my mother and her sister got their start in singing.... reunion for them and their bandmates... met lola roca... the mommy of all the singers... dancing and dancing again la...
what we could have been, 6/14/2006 08:44:00 PM.
Monday, June 12, 2006
We arrived here on Saturday, it was almost 1pm... Gosh, was it sweltering hot here... I was fine with the heat cuz it's the cold i'm afraid of... 31 degrees! Everyone was complaining about how hot it was...
My family here... Let me introduce you to them...
Me, Daddy, Mummy, Lois, Mama (Daddy's mother la...)
Lola, Uncle Pio, Auntie Jeanne, Alyssa
Uncle Barry, Auntie Roxanne, Khristine
and the dog Barox (i think its spelt that way...)
Oh, and cousin LL (i don't know how to spell her name ;P) who came to visit for two days...
I'll upload pictures when I can..
We then went to the salon after putting our stuff in the house... I couldn't have anything done to my hair cuz it would take too long... so i settled for a manicure and a pedicure... Hehe... cost me about 60pesos... about S$2...
Night fell and we went to the lounge Sinners n Saints to watch the bands playing... had a mango shake which was really thick and yummy... boogied on the dance floor with the band... danced the night away...
My family here... Let me introduce you to them...
Me, Daddy, Mummy, Lois, Mama (Daddy's mother la...)
Lola, Uncle Pio, Auntie Jeanne, Alyssa
Uncle Barry, Auntie Roxanne, Khristine
and the dog Barox (i think its spelt that way...)
Oh, and cousin LL (i don't know how to spell her name ;P) who came to visit for two days...
I'll upload pictures when I can..
We then went to the salon after putting our stuff in the house... I couldn't have anything done to my hair cuz it would take too long... so i settled for a manicure and a pedicure... Hehe... cost me about 60pesos... about S$2...
Night fell and we went to the lounge Sinners n Saints to watch the bands playing... had a mango shake which was really thick and yummy... boogied on the dance floor with the band... danced the night away...
what we could have been, 6/12/2006 10:44:00 AM.
