Choice

Should i take the offer and become a Public Relations Officer?

Or should i stay on as a server?

Such a difficult choice.

Christmas Eve

My Christmas eve was burnt working my ass off, serving all the crazy people more and more alcohol and them getting all drunk and vomitting like no tomorrow.

It was just plain mad.

I started at 5pm, setting up the whole place alone. If you are wondering why i'm doing the setup all alone, its only because some people were late and i had to do everything myself again. My supervisor didnt even bother helping me with the heavy marble tables and all he helped to do was to say things like, "Where's Claudia?" "Where are the menus?"

I had enough at that point of time, and i broke down outside while moving the alfresco chairs. I felt like giving up everything and throwing all the rockglasses and whatever that is throwable onto the floor and set it all on fire. I cried for awhile and guess what? Nobody cared even.

I went for dinner alone and i met Dalif halfway through my meal. We talked for awhile then i left to buy food for Santos. After dinner, it was a bitching session at Fashion. It was hilarious because there was no customers and it was between Santos, Muffin, Meimei and me. First, when Muffin came to work, Santos told him that there was a reservation for 100pax and that they were all bikini girls.

And Muffin believed him.

I laughed and laughed at Muffin please. Then he defended himself by saying that he didnt believe the bikini girls part, but in the 100pax reservation part. It was hilarious please. He's like damn naive. But the sad part was that he's resigning at the end of this month.

Everything passed in a blur after that.

Everytime i went back to the service counter, i saw another bottle of something (be it hard liquor, wine or champange.) it was crazy. I prolly sold only like four bottles of wine for the whole night. So my personal bottle sales sure sucked big time. But then again. i sold a bottle of Martell Cordon Bleu on the 23rd December. It makes up for all the bottles that the rest sold. =)

Then i served this customer, he wanted to get another mixer for his bottle of Chivas. So i got his mixer and gave him back his change. There was $35 in the bill folder, he took one $10 note out and gave the rest to me. That was mad tipping please!

Fionette, Lizhen and Becky came down to Fashion for some wine and to chillout. I spent alot of my time talking to them. Then Dawn and friend came down. They had abit of a problem ordering their drinks while i was pushing for Waterfall since i was bored. But they ordered other drinks and it was near closing already. So i started counting out the tips and disseminating things for all the floor staff to do.

I was quite annoyed the whole time during operations, only because of my bar captain's attitude. Of all the bar staff, only he gives us attitude. His thinking is that all the fault lies in the floor staff and not any of his bar staff. My point of view is that he's fucked up please. Its like if the bar fucks up our orders then its us floor staff that gets it first hand and not any of the bar staff. Its like, you dun see any of the customers going to the bar after tasting their fucked up drinks. Normally, the first thing they'll do is to fuck whichever server that served them the drinks.

I swear, one more time he fucks the floor staff. I will punch his annoying face. Fucking knn cheebye.

Off day on xmas

All i can say is, THANKS FOR THE OFF DAY ON CHRISTMAS ITSELF!!

WHOOOHOOOO! Party!

Off day with Zee, Specs and Apai.

My off day was spent with Zee, Specs and Apai. We were all laughing non-stop because of the funny things that happened.

See, Apai came to join us when we were at Ljs. Specs just bought his food and was dooling out chili sauce when he turned behind to see who was coming. The chilli sauce that was meant for the platter went onto the tray. Zee and i laughed and laughed at Specs, Apai sat down and we both pointed it out to him, then he started laughing and laughing at Specs.

Specs just sat there smiling like a retard.

Then we went for a free movie! Zee got us the tickets and we went into the lift. On the way up, the door opened at the 6th floor, Apai and Specs made a motion to move towards the door. Then Zee and i laughed at them. Then it was my turn when i nearly went out of the lift at the 8th floor.

Basket, super embarrassed can.

We finally got into the cinema and i refused to sit with Apai. Its like, what if he decides to fart in the cinema? I will die, i tell you. So it was Apai, Zee, Me then Specs. We watch some gay show i tell you, Nativity.

KNN.

It was a christian movie about the birth of Jesus, as if i didnt know how did Jesus come about. It was darn lame. But the way the priests' talked was pretty funny, at least to the four of us. Then Specs had to ask me about a scene that passed already. He was damn slow please.

Some General in the show was talking to the King, and Zee had to mention that it sounded like Haris. The four of us started giggling and giggling non-stop. Then came the famous scene where baby Jesus was in the mager with Mary and Joseph, and i leaned over to Specs and whispered, "What if Apai was in this scene ah?" Specs started giggling again.

I leaned to my other side and told Zee the same thing and Zee started giggling also. Apai was giggling along with us even though he didnt know what we were giggling about. So the four of us giggled even more. It was mad please.

So there was this scene where the sun was rising. I leaned over to Zee again and asked. "Please dun tell me that this is the ending." Zee was like, "This is the ending." Then the both of us started giggling again. It was hilarious please.

We left Cineleisure after the show and went downstairs to smoke. Then all three of them decided to mimick the red indian holler in the show, and they all were hollering everywhere while i laughed my guts out. It was one hell of a day.

Then we all ran to the MRT station and took pictures in the train while on the way home.

Zee and Specs.

My gorilla!

Specs insisted that he was handsome in this photo, which made Zee and i start giggling all over again. BAHAHAHAH.

Adam's STD.

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Monday blues.

Its finally my off day.

Saturday was just plain mad please. But that aside, Adam came down to Fashion to see me! I was bored to tears, but his appearance made my day. =)

Sunday had the worst sales ever. I was so bored that i did everything i was supposed to do twice. I even had time to sit on the floor and talk to my supervisor while hugging a cushion. Since it was only Mez, Spec and me on shift, the three of us took turns to go walk around the whole of Cannery and smoke our guts out. We just had too much free time.

We closed at 2am and did all the closing stuff. It was the easiest day for me to count tips and order sheets, because there was zero tips and eleven order sheets.

Monday was probably the best shit ever. We had like zero customers till it was 11pm then the tsunami came in. It was crazy, had like quite a few bottle sales even thought it was a Monday. Boss came in with Bernard Lim and had quite a few Veuves also. I was too efficient and ended up giving the wrong change to a customer. But he didnt even realise at all. He gave me $100 for a $56 bill and the change was supposed to be $44 right? I gave him another person's change, which was $24. He took it and didnt even say anything.

Super fortunate for me. If not i have to answer alot of questions.

There was this group of kids, i call them kids because they were a bunch of boys that needed to think of what to drink. But still, they spent like $100 before the birthday boy asked me if there was a birthday discount. I told him i'll look into it and got him a Flaming Lamborgini. I flamed it and served it to him, he nearly died after the Lamborgini. He collasped onto the counch and told his friends that he couldnt take anymore liquor. I laughed in his face.

He bloody tried to hook me please.

Sorry, i dun date small kids. Then another one of his friends came and ordered a Waterfall for him. I hate serving Waterfall because its fucking difficult to serve. But still, i went ahead and served him one. He really died after the Waterfall.

After that was more and more drink ordering everywhere. Then it was 3am and still the customers havent left. I was extremely frustrated and i kept cursing and swearing. Haris (Bar Captain) completed his inventory for the day and an order came along for five shots of Sambucca.

Me: "Haris, theres an order for five shots of Sambucca."
Haris: *turns around* "Ni nabeh chao chee bye."

I started laughing and laughing because of the way he said it, even after he completed the order for me, i was still hysterical with laughter. I served the Sambucca shots and got the payment. I thought that was all and that we could do closing already. But no, the fucks just had to order another five shots of tequila. Haris was cursing and cursing like no tomorrow while doing the drinks. I served it and got the payment.

Then he redid all the inventory and he just turned around to see another order sheet for three vodka orange and one vodka redbull. He really flipped this time and he was cursing audibly until he found the customer standing right in front of him waiting for the drinks and payment. He cracked a smile to the customer and i was trying to hold my laughter in.

I got fed up after another fifteen minutes and told Efference (Dj) to cut the music. He gave them one last song and that was it. I was thanking the heavens please. We started counting the order sheets and bottle sales. While we were counting, this fuck from the group of fuckers kept repeating her words, like a tape recorder.

"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"
"How old do you think i am?"

Till Claudia and i got fucking fed up and i started laughing again, all because the way that fucker repeatedly repeated her question was fucking funny. Haris was damn bewildered when i was laughing, because i laughed silently and he was trying to find out the reason why i was laughing. It was one hell of a day and tips was fucking good. =)

And now i get to enjoy my off day.

Sunday @ Fashion.

It feels like forever since i last had my off day.

I started learning how to bartend today. It started only because i was fucking bored to tears. There wasnt any customer in sight, and i was cold and bored. So i decided to ask Haris how to bartend. He gave me permission to go into the bar so that he could teach me how to bartend.

He got me an empty bottle and a spout and i kept trying and trying to pour a peg of water. At times, i achieved it. But mostly, i missed the 30ml by like too much or too little. The thing i couldnt master was the "cut". I was damn annoyed with the "cutting".

I gave up after an hour because my arm was whining already. And sales sucked today, because it is a Sunday and there wasnt much customers. It was the first time all my order sheets were so easy to account for, because there was only eleven of them. How interesting.

Tommy taught me bar tricks when i was in the bar. So i have alot of new tricks up my sleeve. He told me about the time where he did a twin tower Waterfall, the customers were all stockbrokers and they ordered Waterfall. Then, he told them that he'll stack twin towers and one tower would cost $100, so two towers is equivilent to $200. He flamed the sambucca and it looked really great, but the decorations at the ceiling got burnt.

His manager was about to yell at him when he threw over the $200 for the Waterfall. There wasnt a word from his manager about the ceiling after that. =)

First at Kandi.

Apparently, my new supervisor thinks very highly of me also.

It was Fashion Bar for me today. Met up with Specs at Yishun and went to work together. We went into Fashion late and W kinda scolded both of us. But Spec got the most scolding, because W knew that i was working late the previous day.

First thing we had to do was to change out of our uniform because we arent Kandi people any longer. =(

Spec didnt have any any other tops with him, so he had to wear his singlet with his jacket. We spent like forever waiting for all the bartenders to setup the bar and Spec and Selva decided to think of nicks for everyone.

Faz- BB (Barback)
Selva- Hisap (suck cock in malay)
Mafiz- Muffin (his name sounds like muffin)
Santos- Ah beng (because he looks like one, and i say so.)

And they all call me Baby Fiona, like thanks man.

But nothing compares to Team Kandi.

N O T H I N G.

Transferred to Fashion Bar.

I have been transferred to FashionTV Bar. Most likely, i'll be promoted to a Senior Server once i've received my confirmation. But this is the one time that i dun want the promotion.

Why?

Because i belong to Kandi Bar.

Now i feel like crying, fuck.

like what the flying fuck.

I realised why i always felt tired whenever i'm in school or out in the day. It is because i'm too used to nightlife and my body clock refuses doesnt want to change back to normal timings. I missed like two months of school this year and it was just mad. I dun think anyone missed as much school days as i have.

But then now that i'm having my off days, which means days that i dun have to work, i feel tired easily. Its as if i need to lie down and sleep, and that only happens when i'm not working.

Like what the flying fuck.

Moving on, i realised everyone is fucking like hamsters these days. Stop having sex without protection please. If you or your girlfriend gets pregnant, its going to cost you quite afew hundreds just to go for an abortion. So please fuck with a condom.

And apparently, Spencer thinks i'm hot. HAHA.



And i miss this woman of mine. I miss having coffee with her at Starbucks on a lazy weekday afternoon when she doesnt have school and i skipped mine. I miss her telling me to stop smoking so much and eventually joining me for a cigarette every now and then. I miss her saying, "Awww Fiona." I miss having her around because now theres nobody to bitch with me.

And thus, i'm offering SGD100 to the first person who can convince her mom to let her come back to Singapore and finish her nursing education here. The money is real and i dun really care how you convince her mom.

Term and Conditions:

• My name must not be used.
• No pre-informing Marie's mom about this prize money.
• No threatening or kidnapping should be involved.
• No hijacking of planes.
• No Mafia/Secret Societies/Gang related activities.
• No harm to her or her immediate/distant families.
• Anything that is against the law or human rights.

Days gone by.

Sometimes i wish i wasnt so capable, so that i dun have so many responsibilities.

The past two days was hell because Saturday was a weekend and Sunday was 1 for 1. We were all screwed on Saturday because a meeting was called for all staff. One of the reasons was because Friday's performance sucked big time. So the meeting was for all the understand the basic things that we should do and not do. The meeting lasted for like ninety minutes and after that we were sent for dinner.

I was given another responsibility, the staff declaration form. Everytime when i come to work, i need to go around and let everyone on shift declare their belongings and amount of cash. I only volunteered to do it because nobody wanted to. It felt like being forced to do it, just because nobody else volunteered. So it was down to me then.

We were all allocated sections to be in charge of. As usual, i got the inside section, but nearer to the toilets. It was cool because my section only filled up like later in the night and not immediately. But still, someone had to fuck up my section for me. Instead of taking care of her own section, she came over and fucked mine up.

The situation was that she had a couple who wanted to be seated inside, and seeing that i have one table empty, she brought them in and had them seated there. I wasnt around because i was collecting my order. When i came back, i was surprised to see two extra people at my section and her serving them. Being the easily annoyed person i am, i asked her what the fuck was her problem. She told me the customers wanted to sit in my section, and i was like super annoyed with her.

Her own section she never take care and she wants to push people into MY section?!

FUCK YOU CHEEBYE.

So i asked her to move the customers away to her section, and she walked off. She bloody walked off and expected me to pick up her shit. I was super angry and i was quite ready to yank her back by her shirt and punch her face. Then i thought about the consequences, like why should i lose my job because of her? Why should i let her get away with 1.4k a month?

So i decided to get back at her by becoming her Floor Captain, i'll make sure she gets it from me then.

I went over to the table and explained to the couple the situation, luckily they were understanding and ordered a bottle of Moet and Chandon Brut. See, the low tables in my section was reserved for people who open bottles. She jolly well knew about the fucking information and she chose to ignore it. And by her doing what she did, she would get away with helping me fuck my section, but ultimately i'm the one thats going to get fucked.

I started serving Flaming Lamborginis on Saturday. Altogether i served like three during the whole night. I had an order for Waterfall, but i wasnt sure how to serve it, so i asked Xun to help me with it. Xun is my Bar Captain by the way, he's one cool dude whose voice doesnt go with his body. HAHAH.

So the rest of the night went by eventfully and closing was easy because the chains came and we could chain all the chairs together instead of carrying them in all the time. I had to do the orders and tips again. Then it was home at 6am.

Sunday was really quiet in the beginning. I was sent for dinner with Faz, so we went to MS to eat. I went over to the supermarket after dinner because i had to buy Equal for the bar because we ran out. Then it was back to work. It was 1 for 1 on Sundays and it wasnt as bad as i thought it was, until the people started coming in like no tomorrow. It was a battle then, the serve the drinks and collect the payment.

Then i had some trannies come in with some old guy. The guy was like 65 years old please, with three trannies. All my servers turned and looked at them before they all scarpered and made themselves look busy. So being the only female staff around, i had to serve them. But before i could turn, the old guy was right beside me asking me for directions to the toilet. So i decided to lead him there.

Me: "Watch your step, sir."

And he fell down.

Its like he didnt even hear me telling him to watch his step please. Then one of the trannies pushed past me and helped him up. I stood there staring like a retard. My supervisor was worried about the floor more then helping the customer up. Both of us went, what the fuck please.

I walked around some more and went back in to take the trannies' order.

Me: "Hi, ready to order? How about some champange?"
Trannies: "Yes!"
Me: "How about a Dom Perinon for you Sir? Its the best champange we've got."
Trannies: "Okay! Okay!"

So i went to get the Dom Perinon for them and came back to serve them. I popped the cork and the champange overflowed. I tried to hide the spillage by lowering the bottle below table level on the pretext of examining it so that they wouldnt see it. Then i started pouring it out for them. The trannie nearest to me, picked up the first glass that i filled and presented it to another trannie, saying that its for her SISTAH. Then "she" picked up the second glass and presented it to the old guy, saying its for her HUSBANDD. I wanted to flip already, but i wasnt done serving the champange yet. Once i finished serving, one of the trannies asked me to go get a glass and drink with them. I declined politely and took the payment and got the hell out of there.

I was quite horrified please. The next time i went back into the area, i saw the trannies waving for me to come over. I went over and they requested in very bad english, for me to cork back the champange because they wanted to bring it home. So i bought it back to the bar only to be told that champange cannot be corked back because we didnt have extra corks. In the end, my supervisor talked to the trannie and they left, holding the bottle in hand.

Santos was bugging me to go out for drinks with him, but i kept avoiding his questions till i said i was waiting for payday. He looked at me weird then he asked me why i spent my pay so quickly. I gave him one bewildered stare and told him that i didnt get my pay yet because i joined only after the 20th. We then started talking about abortions and he was telling me all about his ex girlfriend who got pregnant and how they went for abortion and all.

(Mind you, we were talking about it over the bar counter in front of all the customers.)

Jade from America's Top Model came to my bar. I didnt even know because i ran out for a smoke break. Apai grabbed me and told me not to make any noise, then he told me Jade was here. My first reaction was who the hell is Jade? Then he explained who she was.

I started to do the order totalling and there so many in front of me. Plus, Santos didnt tell me that he put the bottle sales in one of the boxes, and i threw everything out. So i had to do everything again.

BAH.

And i cannot believe i begged to go to work tmr.

Brain dead.

Someone please dig my brains out.

I dun want to think anymore, drink brain haemorrage. Its a shot.

And why is everyone in my workplace asking me for a date?

Do i look like i'm loose?! Or maybe because i'm the only girl? Now, imagine if i'm the kind that sleeps around. Shit, bad thought. Bad bad Fiona.

Event @ Kandi, Lush 99.5

It was Lush 99.5FM event yesterday. I came in at 10 with Apai and the whole place looked mad. It was chaotic to the max. Chivas was freeflow and everyone was drinking like four glasses at one go, even the bar ran out of rock glasses.

Specs saw me and asked for a kiss. So i gave him one, on the cheek.

Mid shift people left and i took over Bernard Lim's table. He's one cool guy i tell you. I had to keep opening Mmums (champange) for him because there was ten bottles of it at his disposal. My boss and his group of people moved into the VIP area and ordered more champange, Mmums and Veuve. Boss ordered like ten bottles of Veuve for the group and we served so many Veuves and Mumms that we started collecting all the corks.

Apai: "Wheres my fucking cork man!"
Mez: "Down there lah eh. How many you got."
Apai: "I got five, but now i got four!"
Mez: "Gimmie one."
Apai: "You got what!"
Me: "Eh shut up and gimmie the white one!"
Both: "You need cork for what!?"
Me: "To collect lah then?!"

i have like three in total and i threw them all in my locker.

And how about Zee bumped into me at the bar, and my tummy hit the counter and it hurt like a bitch. Eve, Angie and Apai just laughed at me, moaning away. It hurt like a bitch. But Zee didnt know his own strength so he didnt gauge how hard he bumped me. He's my gorilla anyway, so i shall forgive him.

Apai kept giving me shocks the whole night, by sliding up right beside me and blowing on his whistle. Every single time, i'll jump and stare at him for five seconds before i'll rage an attack on him. He got the worst treatment from me yesterday. I pinched his nipples till he squealed.

Overall, i had alot of fun yesterday. 40 bottles of Chivas gone in 2 1/2 hours. Thats just plain mad.

Event today from 4.30-7.30. 60 pax. 10k worth of drinks. I dun know how are they going to finish even 5k worth of drinks. HAHA.

Good day at work.

Hello there, the angel from my nightmare.

HAHA.

Okay, yesterday was one hell of a day. Ace had to go to the hospital and i had to juggle one section alone outside. I was pretty much fine with it, but it did slow down my efficiency alittle. But still, i managed it all the way till closing and W, my manager was extremely pleased with my performance. He gave me that grave and forbidding look and told me that he needed to talk to me. I was kinda scared because of his expression, like what the hell is he going to say to me?!

I finished whatever i was doing and went to look for him.

He said and i quote, : "You're doing a very good job. We need team players like you. Be a team leader!"

I was kinda happy please.

HAPPY HAPPY!

By the time we were done with closing, i was counting the tips and totalling the orders for the day. I had abit of problem with the tips because of some change that went missing. But thats like out of my league already, so its not for me to say.

I'm working 10pm-5am for the rest of the week!

Suggestions.

I'm HOME!

I just wish that pay will come earlier. I'm one broke person, i swear. I cant wait to go shopping!

Shop till i drop!

=)

I was thinking of suggestions to make my workplace even better. And what to do for Christmas!

Brow piercing

Jo clamped my brow and he asked me, "So, pain or not?"

YOU TELL ME LAH.

Apparently i have gay brows, because they dun have meat on them. Jo found it really hard to clamp on my brow and i was tolerating the pain. But i hate it the most when i can feel the needle going in, because its the most uncomfortable thing to have happen to you. This i swear, because same goes for my monroe. =)

Off day! Finally!

Blogger decided to scare the living shit out of me when they said my password was incorrect. I nearly died. Like thanks man.

Anyway, its finally my off day. I'm fucking tired and i'm falling sick yet again.

Work was fine after Friday. But all quiet on Sunday, because its like the beginning of the week again. I finally got to have a dinner break today. I had one hour to kill, so i went over to Asylum to eat and talk to Cassie.

And Specs said that he wants to sleep with me. He can sleep in the dustbin please. Santos the Ah Beng kept disturbing me, like asking me if i ate already and whether i have the strength to carry a tray, just because i dropped a bottle of Corona. He's funny lah, like when he called me a Chao Ah Lian.

Okay, the Chao Ah Lian part is so not funny.

I met Jeremy again, after 11months. He doesnt recognise me anymore, but he was in my workplace today. Apparently, he's P's friend. So yeah, thats the end of the story between Jeremy and me. =(

Oh, and the cashier thought i was the Floor Captain. So that explains why she yelled at me on Opening night. She thought i was the Floor Captain because i seemed more capable then the rest of them (as quoted from P.)

Opening Night, Kandi Bar.

Yesterday, 8-10pm was the worst period of my life.

All Singaporeans are fucking selfish and greedy. It was freeflow for that two hours and it was sheer chaos. The place was so packed that we had to keep blowing a whistle to get through the crowd. And half the crocodiles were plucked out of the walls and chair. I even found the outer covering of a crocodile that lost all its stuffing.

But what irks me the most was that they all decided to stand behind our service counter and block our fucking way.

I swear it was so annoying.

And because they just stood right behind us and tapped our shoulder every minute asking for drinks and more drinks. Like that stupid bitch who kept asking for Bellinis and vodka limes. She was so goddamn drunk already and still she wants to drink. And i got shouted at because of someone else's incompetence.

Then a champange glass (flute) dropped onto me. Half my shirt was like wet with Bellini. Then this gay guy saw it and he kept asking me if i was okay. He was waiting for his drinks and it was taking too long. So later i brought him like 15bottles of Heineken. He was damn happy please! Then he said that he'll come back and look for me.

I went, what the fuck.

By 2am, my legs and back feel like breaking. So one by one, we were sent for a short break to sit down and smoke/drink water. I went with Specs and he told me all about Smoove, plus let me have a peep at Smoove's crowd. I swear that needed a huge whistle to get through the whole crowd.

We closed at 4am. But we had to stay till 7am to do closing plus help Pat find her captains order. But she couldnt find it and one piece costs like $50. I had to help her look through all the captain's order just to find hers. It took like two hours please.

I was damn tired at the end of everything.

I just kicked off my shoes and laid down at the VIP area to rest. Most of us were out of cigs, then miraculously, a pack of Dunhill lights appeared and we all started smoking.

Even though i'm fucking tired, i only slept for five hours then i woke up and couldnt sleep no more.

Work tonight at 10pm!

Eve of Opening.

Today felt like the longest day of my life.

I had to rush down to head office for my staff pass photo. (I'm getting my staff pass!) Then went for breakfast because the others were late as usual. Then took a cab down to MOS and we arrived there at 11am, the time we were supposed to get there. But P and W werent around yet, so the majority that was there started smoking (non-stop) and talking away.

My phone was being a pain in the ass because it kept rejecting my outgoing smses and calls. It made me quite annoyed.

We all lounged around for like two hours. Even Apai and Muz had time to sleep on the sofas in Pure. The rest of us just sat around.

Ace: "Eh! How to walk ah?!"
Me: "Use your legs lah."

Then we got orders to go for lunch and come back at 2pm to start our session. The whole lot of us were all waiting for our Supervisor to come in. Pat was still doing her own stuff as usual, even though she hasnt memorised her housepour spirits and beers yet. She kept putting it off with a wave of her hand, saying that she needed her mind to be relaxed, by reading the newspaper.

LIKE THAT HELPS YA.

Reyton tried pushing her to memorise her housepours, but she kept avoiding his questions. So being the gentleman that he is, he didnt want to force her to memorise her housepours, even though opening's tmr.

So P came in like the wind, and the first thing he did was to yell at one of the bartenders for always being perpetually late. Then he shot a question at Pat, asking her what was the name of our housepour gin. She couldnt answer and she looked at all the other severs (including me) for help. Obviously we werent supposed to help her, and we didnt.

Privately, i think that she is sucha loser. She doesnt even want to make an effort to even try and memorise the housepours and she expects us to tell her the answer. Senior server my foot.

So she got shot another question by P, asking her to name to lagers that we serve. She couldnt answer again. The look on her face told me everything i needed to know. She didnt even bother to look at the beer section at all. Thus it explains her clueless look.

She kept getting shouted at and she couldnt handle the memorising at all. Rey got shouted at also, because she couldnt remember her housepours. But Rey took it all in and didnt say a word to her.

P came along and asked all floor staff whether it was fair for all of us if Pat didnt make an effort to do her part. In our minds, all of us were thinking that it was unfair, but we all chose not to say anything because she started crying. For what she started crying for, i dun know. But all i know is that crying doesnt help at all.

W called her out and talked to her while P talked to us. We all agreed that it was unfair to us, but sometimes, we do meet people who are slower at memorising things and we cant help it. P asked us why we didnt say anything before W called her out. All of us voiced out our opinions and agreed that we didnt say anything because she was crying already.

Seriously, i dun know how to help her at all. I tell her Agave plant so many times and she still cannot get it. Everyone tried helping her in his way and still it doesnt work. I hope she does something about this before opening tmr. If not, we cannot save her from getting even more scoldings.

Once that was over, we all went downstairs to do set up. You try moving/cutting/ripping 49 barstool and 30 low table boxes and bubblewrap all in 15mins and you tell me how does it feel like. I swear i wanted to die. I was sweating like a waterfall. Even Santos had something to say about it.

We were all sent for dinner at 640pm and all of us were famished. Rey told us about the birthday treat that his ex-workplace would give if its your birthday. Ace jumped in and suggested that we suggest to P about it, so that we could get that too. And to add on that his birthday was coming soon, in december. All of us disagreed at once just because Ace would be the first one to get it. Then Specs said that we should start from January. You should have seen Ace's face. He was so sad because if it came to pass, he would have to wait one whole year again for his birthday.

All of us laughed after seeing his expression. He's just so funny see.

Heres an example.

Ace: "You got bike what, dun need to say."
Santos: "Yarh, but i live nearby only. Just over the bridge."
Ace: *bewildered expression* "Then why you take bike? Take BICYCLE LAH. Save petrol."

All of us laughed like mad at what Ace said.

Me: "Eh, but its his own bike what, let him bike here even though its so near lah."

My colleagues are all so funny!

And i'm the youngest, YET AGAIN. RAHHHHHH.

Sick on Day 3 of work.

I took an sick leave today because i woke up with a fever and and line of dried blood under the lower lashes of my eye. I was horrified when i saw my eye in the mirror, and i thought i was dying. So i called my supervisor to tell him that i couldnt make it for training and that i would be taking sick leave. He was okay with it and i think he was half asleep, so yeah.

My cab went past Alfonso while on the way to the polyclinic, he saw me and waved like a mad ass at the traffic light. Thank God i didnt see him in the streets, or else i wouldnt know where to hide my face.

I didnt have to wait long for my turn to see a doctor. So lucky me. My doctor looked like Russel Peters! I swear please! I was staring and staring at him the whole time, and now that i think about it, he must have thought i was psycho.

Shit.

Thats so not good.

I left the place near 4pm and by the time i got home, it was 430. So i had to rush all over the place in my sick state and get myself ready to go out. I got to the MRT station and i met Imran. He was topping up his ez-link too. But my card was a bitch because it just didnt want to eat my nets. So i had to go over and do it the advanced way.

At least i had Imran to talk to during the whole ride, or else i'll fall asleep. I got to Orchard and met up with Neh and Xia at Far East. Neh and i both had problems with cash because we were waiting for our moms to transfer us cash. Neh's mom kept transferring 4cents over to her account because she didnt know how to use the transferring service.

When we both got our cash, we headed to buy my work shoes first. Then it was to everywhere to buy our stuff. I bought arm warmers for work! The air-conditioning is a bitch there. Ended off by going to Cass's shop to talk to her.

I bought another pair of shades!

Ate at Ljs. The counter staff was bloody rude. Neh wanted a Combo 1.

Guy: "Your drink is? Coke or ILT?"
Neh: "Coke."
Guy: "What size? Small, Medium or large?"
Neh: "Normal size."
Guy: "Your clam chowder want what size?"
Neh: "The smaller one."
Guy: "You wait five minutes, i send you your order."
Neh: *annoyed* "Okay."

Then he proceeds to walk off, leaving us at the counter staring at each other, amazed at how rude the guy was. He slamned the change into Neh's palm and walked away. I was kinda annoyed, but it was nothing compared to what Neh was feeling. Then came my turn. I told him my order firmly and nicely. He seemed to know that he couldnt fuck around with people like me, or else he's going to get a black eye. So he wasnt really that rude to me. But he did almost throw my change back at me.

I simply cannot believe how rude his attitude was. Even if you're having a bad day doesnt mean the customers have to go through your bad day with you. Xia went to complain for us and my order took like fifteen minutes to arrive. It seemed as though my fish needed to be caught and de-scaled before even arriving to the kitchen to be cooked.

Basket.

Day spoiler.

But i r is happy girl when thinking about i r's purchases. =)

Day 2 of work.

Have you ever felt like your fingers were going to turn into ice and fall off onto the floor?

My fingers nearly went into hypothermia mode today. I was dying please. I had my thickest jacket on (and mind you, its really very thick), and i still felt cold! I tried shoving my hands into my pockets but it didnt seem to work, not for long anyway.

I think i shall have to bring two jackets tmr.

We had to exchange our ICs for a temporary pass from today on, because of security reasons. So Reyton (floor captain) and i got our passes on the spot. Then Pat called me to explain that she'll be late and told me to tell Paladine, which i did. Then i went to put my bag into Ace's locker so that its not that troublesome for me.

I came out of the locker room with the intention of calling Pat to ask her how late she will be. But i caught sight of her at the Security desk with Paladine, so there wasnt a need to call her after that. We were standing around waiting for her to get her pass when we all realised that she didnt bring her IC out.

Which absurdly insane person above the age of eighteen does not carry some form of Photo ID?

Especially when we're working at a club, mind you. So Paladine had to call for help, if not Pat had to go home and get her IC. The rest of us were sent off to lunch whilst Pat's problem was being settled.

We all met back at Pure for our training. And i talked to Santos about his days in Liquidroom, because i'll go there once in awhile for Trance. We went through the rest of our training manual, then we all split up for Servers and Bartenders discussion. It was discussion all the way till it was decided that we go down to see the new place and layout.

I love the concept of Kandi bar!

I love love love it! It was so pretty!

Okay, i shall not spoil your first impression!

Come down and see it for yourself then! =)

Oh btw, Ace was like a Eskimo today. *beams*

And people still dun believe i'm eighteen. They tell me i'm 26. WOW.

First day of work at MOS.

Work was one tiring bitch today. I felt like dying.

First it was off to lunch right after everyone reported to work. Then we had to run back in the pouring rain to get back to Pure. I was shivering like a mad bitch and the stools that we sat on was a stupid idea, because you cant sit still on it, your jeans will keep sliding on it. I was quite annoyed the whole time.

It was cold cold cold!

But it was pretty fun, the training.

Its training all the way till thursday!

*and did i mention we get free levis?*

People i call friends.

I'm finally starting work tomorrow. YAY!

And one other thing that makes me annoyed whenever i think about it.

I know its a big deal working for MOS, but doesnt mean i'm the door bitch?! Even if i am the door bitch, what makes you people think i can let you in for free? You guys are just so blinded by your selfish gains to even bother the consequences that i have to go through if i "helped" you get in free and got found out.

Like wow!

Such great friends i have!

I'm seriously disappointed in you people.

MOS employed me.

"I think i'm going to fall down and die."

Five minutes later.....

I fell on the rain spattered footpath.

CHEEBYE.

Best of all, Szemin's face was a classic. She gave me a look of horror while i knelt there in the pavement and laughed.

Yes, i laughed.

And her designer bag got wet because i was carrying it and my hands were in a puddle. I felt kinda sorry for her bag, because i liked it alot and it cost her near $200 and i wetted it made it wet.

We went into Cathay to dry off and walk the rest of the way to Paradiz. Then Szemin decided to make me laugh. Have you ever experienced lift doors closing on you? And theres another person wanting to come in but the doors are sliding shut and the person just freezes there and stuns?

Sze min is one retarded being.

I walked into the lift first and some woman was pressing the Door Open button, but apparently she decided to let go and talk on her mobile. I was facing the other way and i didnt notice that Szemin wasnt in the lift yet. Then i heard, "EHHHHHHHH!" So i turned to look at the commotion.

I saw Szemins' astonished face with her arms stretched out in front of her while the doors are sliding shut and she isnt even in the lift yet. I hurriedly reached for the Door Open button and the doors slid open and Szemin got in. Then i proceed to laugh at her and her actions.

So i asked her,
Me: "Why couldnt you have pressed the button for the lift?"
SM: "I didnt think of it."

It was superbly funny really.

I cannot stand her sometimes, make me laugh till like that. And the reason why i was at the studio today was because Ms Szemin decided to have a panic attack on her tattoo's scabbing and insist that i come along with her to see Jo, just to ask if her tattoo is okay.

And she just refuses to listen to me, someone who has seven tattoos and multiple piercings. No matter how many times i told her that her tattoo is fine, she just panicks more. So we went all the way to Jo's just to hear him say that her tattoo is fine and its scabbing well.

Silly silly Szemin. Bimbo please.

Anyway, i went down for MOS's interview today. So thus, i am very pleased to announced that i'm officially part of MOS as of today. =)

Basically, the interviewer only asked one question. "When can you start work?" And then you had to fill up some forms and that was it. I went for full-time because i want to dedicate my three months of freedom to my job so that i can get a promotion faster. Apparently, their system of promoting is not really structured yet. So its easier to get promoted if you're working there.

But, the thing is that what i'm being paid currently matches only half of what i get back at Altivo.

BAH!

I shall make do with it for now. Anyway, theres nothing i can do about it. =)

OHMYFUCKINGGAWD.

I hate my hair now. The salon i went to screwed up my purple highlights. Instead of purple highlights, its copper red highlights. I feel and look like a chao ah lian now.

sHo eUu nOrT hApPiiEe nOwXzXsZx rIgHtZxZxS. gO cOmPlAiiN lAh. ii dUnCh cArE aBoUt wHaT eUu sAe.

Bored.

I'm bored to the extent that i'm wearing my new shoes and prancing around the house.

HAHA.

Shopping!

I. NEED. TO. STOP. SHOPPING.

CANT. DO. IT.

NEED. TO. BUY.

M.O.R.E!

I went mad today with Tangy. We went shopping!

I bought like two pairs of shoes and a red clutch. I think i'm mad please, like i've never liked wearing covered toe heels before. But i bought two today.

I r is mad.

I love my red clutch though. Its so me!

I spent like $53 on the three items and i'm left with $17. Now, where did the other $30 go to?

I'm colouring my hair later in the morning! =)

The look.

So apparently Tangy's friend, who works for Dior, is interested in me. But the turn off part is that he has a girlfriend who is very much older then him.

I r so not interested in you then.

And this is the conversation between Tnagy and her friend.

wild flower baby wild flower says:
I PRETTIER

fucked up effects says:
but i don't like u

fucked up effects says:
i like her

fucked up effects says:
she's hot

fucked up effects says:
sexy

fucked up effects says:
cute

fucked up effects says:
got tt look u know

fucked up effects says:
tt look

fucked up effects says:
wtf man

wild flower baby wild flower says:
what look

wild flower baby wild flower says:
hahahaaa

wild flower baby wild flower says:
sick

fucked up effects says:
eh i gtg come back talk to u again

fucked up effects says:
the damn i got to know her

fucked up effects says:
tt look

fucked up effects says:
i smile when i see her face

fucked up effects says:
don't tell ppl

fucked up effects says:
serious

wild flower baby wild flower says:
i go tell afiq

fucked up effects says:
and i laugh when i see yours

fucked up effects says:
kk

fucked up effects says:
intro

Now i have "THE LOOK." What the living fuck is "THE LOOK"? In my personal opinion, i think i look like crap please.

RAHHH.


Oh, and by the way, i've graduated from Northland Secondary as of 20th November 2006.

And i've just battled a humungus cockroach that was headed for my room. Fucking hell, i nearly flipped my chair. I ran to get the Bygon, but it doesnt work that well apparently. It just makes the cockroach run faster.

So spraying any insect is redundant.

Rah!

The thought of it nearly running into my room makes me shrivel up and die. In case you are wondering if i've gone mad or something. You just have to know that i'm fucking scared of cockroaches, thats it.

Sex

And yes its true that all men want sex.

Just the other day, i was at Far East. I was standing outside this shop looking at the studs when this random Shortfart came out and asked me if i needed help. So i told him i was interested in the necklace in the display. He went back in to ask about the price for me, and it was $140.

Then he asked me if i wanted to get any piercings, and i said i had enough. He asked me to show him what piercings i had and so i did. The first bomb came when he told me he was a piercer and that i should get an exotic piercing. He asked me to get my nipples pierced, as in double pierced making a cross. I think he's mad if he thinks i'm going to let him pierce MY nipples. Besides, why the living hell would i want to pierce my nipples for?

Its not like i check myself out in the mirror everyday and think that i'm so cool because i've got multiple nipple piercings.

RETARDED.

So he then decides to show me the piercings he has done, and i dun have a choice but look. He showed me a vagina that he pierced and told me he did it recently. I was quite appalled with the fact that he took a picture of the piercing with his damn phone. Then he decides to drop a second bomb by telling me that he self pierces. So i looked at him and asked if he pierced his own "brother", and my gawd, he actually self pierced his own "brother". He showed me pictures of what he did to his own sex tool and i found myself thinking what a short "brother" he has.

HAHA.

Okay, i'm quite retarded. I know.

So he went on and on about what the piercing is called and all. Then i realised that he had a new tattoo being done on his ankle. It was a chinchilla. It was fucking lifelike and pretty cool, but i wasnt about to tell him that. He finished rattling about his "superb" piercing skills and looks at me expectantly, as if waiting for me to tell him i want an exotic piercing.

I said goodbye.

HAHA.

I think he prolly just wanted to check out my tits. So what makes him think i'm letting him check my tits out?

Stupid pervert.

RAHHHH.

Anyway, enough about Shortfart. I shall tell you about this other fella.

He's twice my age and he asked me to go to a hotel for a date. So tell me what you're thinking.

Now, i'll tell you what i think. I think he's fucking trying to get into my pants, thats what i think.

Fucking desperate shit.

I was out with Szemin yesterday. I havent seen the woman in like four years since my expulsion from Sac. We met up because she wanted to get a tattoo. I brought her over to Visual-Orgasm, because its the studio i always visit and i trust Joseph's work. I swear Szemin is the most kan cheong spider customer i've ever gotten. She beats everybody down with arms tied around her back. (No pun intended)

I had her sit down in the sofa and check out all the tattoo magazines and books avaliable, so that she can decide what she wants. Meanwhile, i went into the back room to check out the situation. The moment i stepped in, i saw a familiar face from three years back. It was Deon, my first artist who did my first tattoo. I was quite surprised to see him in Visual Orgasm, but i didnt say anything.

So i went to check out Leslie's customer. He was re-doing his tribal work because the red ink didnt eat into his skin, so thus he had to get it covered with black ink. He was bleeding like a bitch and i went to get some tissue to wipe his blood off. He got a shock when i did that. I dun think he expected me to do things like that when i dun know him. HAHA.

I moved on to see what was Deon up to. Apparently he was doing a koi for this Bengbeng. I should have taken a picture of how the Bengbeng squirms when the needle touched his skin. Its quite hilarious and i laughed at him. And to make matters worse, the Bengbeng was whining away about how the tail of the koi should be initally. I couldnt stand him at all.

Jo was doing a Marilyn Monroe portrait for this guy. It looked very good. The price was also very good, i swear. We left the studio for awhile to have a late lunch. I was famished and dying at the same time. So we both made use of the time to go back into the past and talk about what we have been up to. It was quite fun!

Then it was back to the studio for Szemin's tattoo. She wanted a unicorn, to represent her reaching for her goals. And her unicorn turned out perfect, just perfect. But i think she ruptured the bones and vessels in my hand, because she dug her nails into my palm and boy, does it hurt!

Cut your nails lah woman.

She was squirming away when the needle hit the bone. I swear i thought she was going to flip out of the chair. I had to keep telling her to relax and to breathe. After it was done, she got up and went to have a look at it. The look on her face told me everything i needed to know. Everytime i see their faces after a session of tattooing is enough gratitude and motivation for me to keep on promoting the culture.

More than enough.

And i love Szemin's bag. I must get it!

Anyway, Szemin is one kan cheong spider. She kept bugging me about after care and whatnot. I swear i wanted to drop dead and die from the torrent of questions she threw at me. But i was pretty willing to answer her questions, so i'm contradicting myself.

So shut up Fiona. HAHA.

Leslie told his customer about my ankle and laughed at me. Stupid buffoon please. The ankle really hurt like a bitch.
I said hello to Deon and asked if he remembered me. Obviously he didnt, because he did my tattoo three years ago. So i turned and lifted up my shirt to show him my first. He remembered me at once and told me i look very very different from the past. And now he's working for Joseph. =)

7 signs.

7 people that makes me smile/laugh :

1) Dharamjeet.
2) Eddie.
3) Mark.
4) Junan.
5) Sister Joe.
6) The stranger who told me i was gorgeous.
7) Ernest.

7 things that makes me smile :

1) Handsome boys. (You also okay. DUN BLUFF.)
2) Jokes. (Must be funny ones. Then again i smile/laugh at everything.)
3) Remembering how people falling down. Or when i fall down. (This is fucking funny i swear)
4) Ernest and his theories.
5) Jean and her bimbotic shit.
6) Blogging.
7) Retards who say "Can make fwens?"/ "cAn i gEt tO kNoE eUu?" (Makes you wonder how desperate they are for fRwEnXx.)

7 ways to win my heart :

1) You drive. (Porche the best.)
2) You are taller then me. ( i'm 1.65m.)
3) You know how to make me laugh.
4) You like black at some point of time. (Best if you love black.)
5) You better be richer then me. (I'm tired of paying for guys.)
6) Be creative.
7) Try the impossible. =)

7 people i believe and trust in :

1) I pretty much believe in everyone except a certain someone.* Until you break that trust and belief then its goodbye.

*You know who you are.

7 things i hope to do now :

1) Start working. (I'ma workaholic see.)
2) Get my Phoenix and Praying hands done. (More details at Profile.)
3) Do up my portfolio for Mass Comm.
4) Visit Louise in US.
5) Pierce my cheeks.
6) Go shopping.
7) Sleep for 48hours.

7 things i do everyday :

1) Online Shopping.
2) Reading and writing blogs.
3) Listen to Trance.
4) Send/ reply messages.
5) Go out.
6) Check my emails.
7) Think of new tattoos to get.

7 people i want to see now :

1) Marie Louise Macabitas Geraldette.

7 people who should do this :

1) ADAM.
2) Louise.
3) Bedah.
4) Sam.
5) Vane.
6) Tangy.
7) Some fella, Daniel Wong. (You have me linked on your blog, but i dun know who are you.)

7 things i'm doing now:

1) Listening to Trance.
2) Looking at Tangy's designs.
3) Friendster.
4) Blogging/ survey.
5) Thinking of what to put here.
6) I seriously dun know.
7) Bah! Shall leave it like that.

Abstract from Cyn.

Read this.
Abstracted from Cyn's blog:

last night when Ivy slept over at my place, i couldn't sleep till 6am. Why, cus that fella hit my head with her elbow in the middle of the night and moved so much it drove me onto the floor and usually i'm the one kicking her down the floor but i'm sure we both know why i'm so compromising lah okay. so now i need sleep cus everyone's making fun of my eyebags, it's so dark and prominent, and not forgetting huge like fiona's tits (just to make my point clearer), the universe is in my eyebags. Yeah, and all these only mean that i need sleep even more.

The thing is, WHY THE LIVING FUCK IS MY TITS INVOLVED?!

ROARRRRRRRRR.

And i was just at Np just now. Apparently, Jason's friend who knows Bedah also, wants to get to know me. Hello?! I know i look old, but not that old surely?!

Accounts2 Os.

We were all late for our one hour tution today.

Somebody was supposed to meet me, but he only woke up at 9am when i called him. So i prepared my stuff and went out. By the time i got to the 969 bus stop, it was already 9.20am. And my tution is at 10am.

So i called Somebody and asked his location. Then i called Sher to asked her, her location. Apparently she was at the same bus stop i was at, just that she was at the other end. So i joined her and both of us looked ridiculous in full uniform, going to Tampines, when our school is like 10mins away from home.

Okay, that was quite redundant. So moving on.

We got onto a cab at 930 and picked Somebody up at Khatib then it was off to Tamp. We reached Tamp at like 945am. Its super cool to reach Tamp in 15mins, and we were the first ones there. Then the session started at 10am and ended at 11.

Its lunch and smoke break.

Then its cabbing back to school.

*excuse the shortness in elaboration. I feel fucking tired all of a sudden.*

Studied in school till it was 1350, then all of us went up. My neck was killing me, i swear. It hurt so bad that i felt like giving up the whole damn paper. Why cant them idiots make the chairs higher?! Anyway, i finished pretty much on time and i'm extremely confident that i'll pass. =)

However, there were some who didnt finish the paper because of bad time management and whatnot. One of my classmates broke down after everyone was dismissed and i was pretty put out because i had no idea what the fuck happened. Then i was told that she didnt finsh the paper.

Okay, i finished the paper on the dot even with my speedy handwriting. So i dun really expect alot of the others to finish on time either. But the thing was that she lost 35marks even before marking, just because she didnt complete Qn 4, 5 or 6. I also dun know how lah.

Just pray that everything goes fine.

4hours of Accounts for Os.

I AM ALIVE!

Okay, so heres the change of skin plus alot of new stuff added/ changed in the Wishlist and Profile.

I went for Accounts tution yesterday plus an extra two hours. So in total i spent like 4hours having tution yesterday. The girls were meeting up in town but i didnt have time to go down and meet them because my classmates needed me to teach them Accounts.

So yeah.

Everyone was kinda unhappy with Sher, because she was being quite the Queen Bitch when she taught people Accounts. She kept yelling and yelling at Chiming just because he didnt understand the adjustments. She is wrong to yell at others, but seriously i dun really blame her for yelling.

Because Chiming is one slow shit.

MASS COMM.

BAH!

I overslept and didnt go for tution. I am so dead because Accounts is in two days and i overslept for tution!

I want that A1 in Accounts.

And i hear that alot of people are going to skip the papers for Wednesday and Friday. I really wonder why they chose this class combination if they are going to skip the Accounts papers in the end. Its quite redundant isn't it?

That is beside the point anyway. Its their Os and not mine. I am super proud to tell all of you that i wasnt late for any papers, neither did i miss any.

I R IS PROUD OF SELF.

So i was talking to Adam online yesterday and he reminded me to get a portfolio for Mass Comm. I was thinking of going to ask for all my English compositions for this and last year, plus get a personal testimonial from my English teachers and whoever. I must get into Mass Comm.

Mass Comm!
Mass Comm!
Mass Comm!

Today is Bedah's first day at PSB. She called me just now and told me all about her class. The class has a grand total of SEVEN PEOPLE. 4 (minus her) are chinese, one malay and one indian. She's the only girl amongst all the guys. HAHAH.

Gaylord.

Work

Okay, i am bored.

Someone entertain me.

And i need to go and work soon, to feed Bedah and my never-ending shopping sprees.

Hello MOS.

Hello, i'm still alive even after Maths 1, SS, Chemistry, English and Physics.

I shall perservere and never say die!

Maths was okay while Social studies was the bomb because all the topics i spotted came out.

I r smart girl.

Chemistry was just plain maddening. I learnt three years worth of Chemistry in three hours. But in the end, nothing came out. How annoying.

English was a breeze. I even had time to do a double draft, as in the re-write the whole of my composition again in another perspective. I wrote about Dreams. Mark and i were happy with the question. =)

Compre was relatively simple, only that some brain juice was needed to rephrase sentences.

Physics was neither here nor there. I gave up six marks because i didnt understand what the question wanted me to do.

So yeah, thats it for now. =)

Your mother.

I've got one.

Your mother's so black, that her shadow got confused.

Beat that. =)

Blog's really going on a hiatus. I need time to study. No online shopping either, how saddening please.

RAHH.

I bought two pairs of jeans in two days. They cost a bomb, but i like! I'll be back okay. Meanwhile i've arranged for people to guest blog for me. So that you'll be somewhat entertained. Its not what you usually get from me, but make do okay. =D

O level jitters

I really dun know what am i going to do if i dun pass for Os. I really want to go to Ngee Ann for Mass Comm. I'm trying to study, but everything is making me so annoyed with everything else. I cannot concentrade at all. I want to do well, even if i have to pay the consequences. So thus, i've come up with a re-re-re-revised target setting for O levels.

English- A1
Chinese- C6 (this one no choice already)
Maths- B4
Science- B3
Accounts- A1
Humanities- A2

L1R4: 11
L1R5: 17

Laugh all you want. Its my target setting and not yours. So fuck off.

But in the event that i do not make it for Mass Comm in any polytechnic, i've decided not to study anymore. Studying sucks. I'd rather suffer in the working world then study. RAH!

Random Bimbotic thought:
If i keep cracking my knuckles, will my fingers drop off?

Halloween

Fuck, i typed my whole entry and i went for dinner. I came back to find my mom on the comp and all my browsers were closed. In fact, it looked as if i didnt even log in.

FUCKINGCHAOCHEEBYENABEHCHAOTURTLE.

I'M SO FUCKING ANNOYED WITH STUPID PEOPLE AROUND ME. FUCK OFF LAH. FUCK FAR FAR AWAY. STUPID PEOPLE ARE NOT WANTED.

CHEEBYE.

I could only save this much of my entry. So yeah, enjoy it if you want. Dun want then go and fuck off.

Happy Halloween everybahdee.

It was one hell of a night i tell you. But my mood was spoilt in the afternoon when i got msges saying that the Mos night was cancelled. I was quite annoyed because i already had my outfit planned and everything. But the whole idea was ruined because of alot of reasons.

But then again, i had tons of friends that asked me out for Halloween. So i did go out in the end, but without a costume that is.

First i went out with Fedah.

I tried on her beanie and i think i look like some sort of a bandit. So not me.

So i cabbed her to Paradiz where she could join her friends, then i went off to Cocco to meet Fionette and gang.

I reached at 11 and i was all alone. Then i started seeing weird things walking towards me. First i saw a goth girl with a kimono weirdo. Then this afro guy with suspenders, like i dun even know what is he dressing up as. Saw a whole bunch of weird shit after that. Then Fionette and Jean arrived.

Got into Cocco for free, because i was on guestlist. Dun ask me how that happened, but it just did.

Went in and there was a whole crowd of people. It was pretty packed on the first floor. Then i noticed this lady drawing on other people's faces. So i went over and checked the situation out. I asked her if its for free. Once i confirmed that it was, i was so ready to do everything.

I hopped onto the chair and she asked me what i wanted to get.

*i so feel like i'm at the studio doing a new tattoo*

So i told her i wanted goth gore and she stared at me. I told her i wanted really dark eyes with lots of blood and wounds. I even showed her my girl on my back, telling her i wanted the wounds to be like that.

I am so cool.

So she did just that. And she gave me blood red lips.


Okay, you cannot really see my arm. But its super cool with blood dripping all.


Have you seen the paranormal?

Hiatus.

Blog's gonna be on a hiatus from tmr onwards.

Os is in SEVEN DAYS.

Soccer in school

I thought i could sneak into school without getting my green form signed. But too bad, the security guard insisted on escorting me to the General Office. The DM saw me and he shouted at me, and asked me to go sit in the White Room. So i did.

I felt like an idiot sitting in the White Room all alone with all the lower secondary kids roaming in and out of the General Office. It gives a whole new meaning to the word, "Auto-roaming". So i texted Zhiming and inquired what should i do in an event like this. He told me to fuck care the DM, take my bag and walk off. Which is exactly what i did.

I ran away to the field where i joined my class for the last Physical Education lesson of our secondary school lives. I was lounging around on the stone steps till the guys shouted at me and asked me to go play some soccer. So i did.

There is one thing that i cannot fathom in my secondary school life, which is soccer. I dun know what is the damn game all about. But after i wailed out loud and persisted in finding out who's who and what's what, Mark decided to make things easier for me.

He said, "Dun care who's in your team or not, if you see a guy handling the ball, just go and punch or kick or pinch him as much as you want. But if its a girl, dun do anything."

OKAY.

I did just that. I tripped people left and right. Anyhow block whoever thats kicking the ball and in the end, i indirectly ramned into Benedict who rebounded off my arm. He rolled over three times and his glasses came off. I laughed and laughed like mad. He wasnt looking where he was going also, so thus the incident happened.

He also another cool one lah.

He supposed to kick the ball to his team mates. I was standing alittle off centre from where he was kicking off and when he really did kick off, i felt like my jaw dislocated.

Yes, he kicked the ball into my face.

To be precise, the left side of my jaw and the area near my heart. First, i thought my jaw was dislocated. Then i felt my heart rebounding like up and down in my ribcage. I thought i was going to die. I thought i only had half a face left plus a squished heart.

I was scared for like five seconds.

Then i checked my face by feeling it gingerly and i was quite relieved to find my face still in one piece with no swelling or anything. Same for the chest area.

We carried on with the game. But we were interrupted by some extremely rude and uncouth boys who do not have balls. If you're one of those young punks who tried to pick a fight with Dharam today, read the following carefully okay?

YOU HAVE NO MUTHAFUCKING BALLS YOU USELESS NOOB SHIT. FUCK YOU AND ALL THAT YOU STAND FOR. I CURSE THAT EVERY CIGARETTE THAT YOU SMOKE WILL CAUSE YOU TO CHOKE AND COUGH OUT BLOOD. I CURSE THAT YOU GET INTO TROUBLE BEFORE YOU'RE SIXTEEN AND END UP HAVING A RECORD ON YOUR FUCKING LIFE. I CURSE ALL THE UGLY TATTOOS YOU'RE GONNA GET WILL ROT AND BE INFECTED, CAUSING THE INK TO RUN AND BECOME BWANG.

SO FUCK OFF YOU HEAR?

All Dharam asked was who the hell is Shafee and nothing else. But all these small kids have no manners and no nothing to their names. The only reason why Dharam went over to ask who's who is because this bunch of Malay boys walked past and shouted something really rude at Anisa. A whole bunch of us went over and asked the person to come out. But too bad, the person was ball-less. So nobody came forward.

We gave up on the useless shits and went back to playing soccer. We got a unofficial third period to play more soccer because Khalid said that we were too smelly and that he didnt want to teach smelly people. How insulting i say.

I went for Maths after break and did some tys with Kumari. Then it was geog lessons where i found Eddie in a considerable state of distress. I asked him about his problem and he ignored me. Like thanks man. But i found out what was bothering him anyway. So yeah.


Vik got his tattoo today. Seems like my name has some power. He went to Finch and told him that he knew me. And he got a $40 discount. He did ONE SHOT ONE KILL below the belly button.

And he said this. Somewhat similar to what i said three years ago, when i did my first.
<<>> Old English Text says:yea sia, after i put ah. i told myself NOMORE ITS FUCKING PAIN. then when i went home to see my whole tattoo in front of the mirror, i think again.

And my probation officially ended today. So yay.

Dad's okay.

Having been in and out of the hospital for the past few days is enough to drain anyone.

In case, you're lost. My dad's in the ICU. He had a heart attack. So yeah.

So many calls and smses flooded my phone since Friday. I'm so so tired, but thanks you guys. I appreciated the gesture. G, Bedah, Sam, Vena, Yaohui, Jean were among the first to know about Dad's condition. Prayers were said all over Singapore. And prayers came true, because dad's waay better then the first day. He could sit up and do some palm reading for my sister when we went to visit him on the second day.

Interesting.

Very interesting.

I must emphasize that hospital food is horrible okay. White bland porridge with over-boiled brocoli and mashed beancurd with fake crabsticks. I see my dad eat that and i was pretty disturbed. Seeing him all hooked up with different different tubes and wirings made it all the more disturbing for me.

Mom's not back yet. She couldnt get a flight back to Singapore, which shows how efficient our airlines is really. She's really worried about Dad. But she'll only be back tmr at 1145pm.

And when we visited dad today. The nurse came in and told us that he could be moved to a general ward already. So its all good.

Oh, and by the way. Go watch DOA. Its fucking good.

=)

Singlish video.

This is just the funniest shit alive.

I laughed and laughed despite my current situation when i watched it. It comes highly reccomended from me.

The Mr (Light) Brown Show

O level Practicals.

Science Practicals happened today.

My shift was the last one and what a bitch it is. But strangely enough, Sher's shift was earlier then mine. She called me at 1030 to wake me up because she was worried that i forgot about my practicals.

Super sweet.

Then again, why is her shift earlier then mine?! Either way, her surname and name is behind mine.

BAH. Whatever.

So i woke up and milled around the house and went online. Went to bathe only at 1130. Then got to school at 12. Walked past the parade square beccause i went to buy a drink, saw Alfonso and Awul and suddenly i heard someone shouting.

"DO YOU KNOW YOU'RE LATE?! HOW CAN YOU BE LATE FOR PRACTICALS?!"

I looked up to see Chong standing there was a whole lot of Sec4s. Apparently, they were the ones that finished their practicals already and they were going for qurantine. She shouted at us when we werent even late. See, we were all told to come between 12-1230. So shouting at us doesnt help because we're not in the wrong.

Three of us practically ran all the way up, then we met Shift 3 at the third floor. They hadnt even started practicals yet!

CHEEBYE.

So now we run for nothing.

Got into the AVA theatrette and most of the Sec5s were there. Then i was notified that our shift has been postponed to 2pm. CHAO TURTLE.

wtfbbqlaserpewpewpewturtlebacksideshithead. (i learnt this from adam.)

I was quite annoyed. For what i come so early when my practical is only at 2? But since we were there, all of us sat down and started talking away. I gave away another one of my famous scratch marks to Shaw Wai. Then we all talked somemore and it was time to leave.

Walking down the stairs all the way to the first floor was quite the jittery part.

My group got to Chem Lab2 and checked the seating arrangement outside the lab. To tell you the truth, i didnt even know which Lab i was in, not to mention the seating. I panicked for ten seconds when i couldnt find my index number. Till Danial pointed it out to me and called me a blind bat.

WHAT? CANNOT MEH?

I cannot kan chiong now ah?

We all filed in and got to our seats. Then we had to check all our trays for the correct stuff and the exam started.

The Physics was plain gay. I could do it. But my answers were all wrong. How sad right, i can do and my answers were all wrong.

I was super scared for Chemistry. But turns out that i managed Chem better then Physics. We played with Copper II Sulphate. I'm not too sure about the sulphate part. But i think it should be lah.

I redid the whole of Physics measurement again, because i felt that it was weird. So i asked for another paper.

Me: "Excuse me, i want another paper."
Invigilator: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Duh! My exam leh."
Invigilator: "You have to surrender your other paper, do you know?"
Me: "Of course, if not i'll end up with two papers."

This invigilator is super weird can. Ask so much weird questions.

I redid the whole thing again and at the end of it all, i still realised that all my Physics answers were wrong.

WHAT THE FLYING FUCK PLEASE.

I'm super annoyed.

Finished paper at 4pm and went home to sleep. I was super tired.

Marie's Message

Date: Monday, 16 October, 2006 6:26 PM
Subject: (:
Message:

Fiona love.
MARIE here (:

till now i havent thanked you for coming down and sending me off. and after reading what you wrote, i really really have to give it to you la. you didn't sleep, you even took care of everyone and everything just to make sure you all get to see me off. I LOVE YOU!

girl, the picture of us, the one you gave me, it made me tear fiona. when i was reading it, i remembered how we were all so damn close in sec three. when you made my birthday the best i had in my past 15yrs. the shirt you chose for me, its here with me. i was told not to bring much of my old clothes here cos i could get new ones, but that black bong shirt's still with me man. it means so much to me cause its from you and the rest. you guys made my day so special then. also, your letter reminded me of my conflict with Roach, abt how you were there all the way trying to help me and roach settle stuff. i also remembered how council destroyed all of us. sigh. all those memories.

fiona, im very glad that i got to patch things up with you before i left. im very glad that you were willing to give us another chance at this friendship. im gonna treasure it this time and we're gonna build it up somemore yea? who cares if im thousands of miles away, ill come back!!! ill come back and we'll have hell lotsa fun!!

keep in touch fiona.
marie loves you (:

When i read this, i cried and cried.



Seeing this message made me feel that it was all worth it. Every single bit of it.

Seventh tattoo.

I went to school today. It was some funny shit. Teachers were asking the class why they were in such party mood. They all exclaimed and insisted that they were celebrating the fact that i was in class today.

I was like what the hell?

Khalid's class was one of the bombs today. He was up to his usual gay shit. We had classwork to do, but nobody wanted to focus much on the comprehension. So Mark, Eddie, Junan and Jonathan decided that they would disturb me and obtain my attention. And i diverted some of my attention to them.

I cannot remember what they said, but they were trying to provoke me into getting all riled up.

What did i do?

My speciality. Pinching their nipples.

I pinched Junan's and he squealed like a girl. I'm super serious about the part where he squealed like a girl. It was simply hilarious just to have one hand pinchingholding his nipple and laughing at his girly squeals. I wanted to pinch Eddie, Mark and Jonathan's, but they ran away.

Khalid was like telling me that they want my attention. I just laughed.

Then Khalid sat in front of me, and he saw my butterfly.

Khalid: "Is that a real tattoo?"
Me: "No, everyday i take marker and draw. Draw the same pattern."
Khalid: "Where did you get that done?"
Me: "Utopia."
Khalid: "Ethopia?!"
Me: "*laughs* No! Utopia!"
Khalid: "Where is that?"
Me: "Parkway lah."
Khalid: "How much did it cost?"
Me: "Customed. $70"
Khalid: "Okay."

Then some of the people started eating sour plums in class. So he retorted.

Khalid: "Hey, no eating in my class. Esp when i'm fasting."
Me: "HAHA. Lame. Do we look like we care?"

Then came Yoonus's class.

It was hilarious shit.

Mark was looking for his workbook, which left no traces after it disappeared.

Mark: "Which fugitive stole my book?"
Yoonus: "Mark, sit down and look for it later."
Mark: "Do you need a comb?"
Yoonus: "What?"
Class: *laughs*
Mark: "You dun need a comb right?"
Yoonus: "I knew that this was coming."
Mark: "All you had to do was to help me look for my book. But nooooo.."
Yoonus: "I'm nearly 50, i dun need a comb. But i think by the time you're 30, you wouldnt need one too."
Mark: "Yeah, but i'll just shave it all of insted of trying to grow it."
Me: "HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA."

It was super funny.

Hilarious.

Skipped Maths because we had to go down to the library and my math teacher didnt even bother to call us down. Then again, its more like 5NA didnt pass the message to 5NB.

At the end of school, i sneaked up on Eddie and tried pinching him. He grabbed my wrists and it hurt like a bitch. So i stopped trying to pinch him, because he said he was sorry.

A whole bunch of us went for lunch after school. Then Chiming went off to smoke with me.

So we talked till it was 3pm then we went home to prepare for night class.

I fell asleep on the computer table. I only woke up when Bedah smsed me. Went to bathe and planned my seventh tattoo. Rushed down to Jo's and he customed a crown for me and bedah. So we now have identical tattoos.


Me before doing anything.


Start of pain.


The outline was a bitch. Esp the prongs at the top. Hurt like mad.

And it was completed in 15minutes.

Bedah had the same tattoo, but on her pelvis bone. She was twitching like mad.

Bit of outline.

She couldnt stop twitching and fidgeting around.

And it was finally done.

This guy came in for a help session. Why help session you ask? See, without all the red markings on his back, he only had a gargoyle and a angel hanging in mid air. So Jo helped him make it look better.

Jo did some fast freehand on this guy. The machine moved super smoothly, drawing out the lines and all. But the thing was that the guy couldnt take the pain, you could see him grabbing onto his own skin and his teeth was all clenched.

Say OUCH with me.

OUCH.

Bedah got her tattoo wrapped and we left.

She was complaining that it was masking tape and she dislikes masking tape.

Sat at Mac and Jason was complaining that the server gave him fries without salt when he didnt make that special request. So i took the whole tray of fries back and i asked for the manager.

Me: "Hi, are you the manager?"

Him: "Yes mam, how can i help you?"

Me: "My friend asked for fries and he didnt request for it without salt. So why isnt the fries salted?"

Him: *stun*

Me: "So is this how your staff treats customers?"

Him: "I'm so sorry about that mam, i'll get it changed right away."

Like you believe i complain to KAP, Headquarters of McDonalds?

WHAT?

Salt very expensive?

My house got alot. I give you ah.

Tsk. Salt also want to save. Not as if salt is super expensive right?!

I look super old here.