Wednesday, June 30, 2004
I JUST FINISHED MY WRITCOM ASSIGNMENT!!!! phew!!! haha...ya know the one abt writing a paragraph about "What Is A Good Paragraph"...mann i've been sweating it out on the floor typing out the whole freaking thing on my notebook...now Timothy is reformatting it for me and gonna have it printed out because my bloody printer seems to have malfunctioned. Thank God for Timothy, Aisyah & Syasya! hahaha...been smsing em and pestering them to come online to send me the powerpoint writcom lecture notes [cant seem to access Mel wit my notebook & i think i know why]...haha...i owe these guyz man...and if Syasya wantz me to blanja her 2morrow...2 words:Ice Mountain...frm home...hahahah! [kk that's 4 words...plus the "hahahah" that makes it 5]...aniways...all i wanted to say is...THE STRESSFUL DAYZ HAVE ARRIVED!!!...& its only the 3rd day!!!
Today was a rather boring day. I could have seriously, literally cried from boredom during CATS this morning...& IAC was...err...kinky...(silence)...hahaha...Aniways before i go on describing CATS & IAC lemme tell u what happened in the morning. I was supposed to meet Aisyah @ the busstop at 7.45am so that we could go to class together...& as usual the 74 bus was slow like "!@##$$%"...haha...and Aisyah kept on calling me and asking me when i'll arrive...haha...i told her to wait for me...then when i arrived at 8.10am & was 25min late...i realised she had abandoned me!!!! hahaha...& THANK GOD I CHECKED MY TIMETABLE & JOTTED DOWN THE BUILDING NUMBER...haha...i mean like...only the 2 of us frm mass comm are going to this 2 modules...n like...nvm...haha...i'm not angry or anything [infact she shud be thye one slaughtering me haha}...just taht luckily i knew wer to go or else i could have been stranded in the middle of nowhere not knowingt wer to go...haha...k ahhh penat man...need to wash myself...so hot...thank God tomorrow lecture starts at 11am!!!!
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [10:42 PM]
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Okay this is the 2nd entry of the day...somehow i don't think i can blog it all down in one whole freaking entry...sensory overload i say...now lemme see...how did today went? Today was kinda alrite cause we only had 2hrs of "Marketing" tutorial wit Mr. Jerome Low [again i ask did i get his surname rite???]...he's already given us an assignment...get into groups of 4s/5s [i've teamed up wit the rest of the 4 guys [there's only 5 guys in my tutorial group, how pathetic can that be] & check this website he gave us...& look for a product that we are going to market...Oh My Lord...please make this module more appealing & interesting & fun & easier for the sake of my very sanity...& make me participate more intelligently & say smarter stuffs in tutorials cause everyone seems to be like towering intellectuals & i just seemed...dumb...like today i raised up my hand only to say "buy what my pet prefers"...dumb, dumb, dumb...should have just stayed invisible & kept my mouth shut...haiz...wat de crap...
OH YEAH apparently my bag is heavier than that of a primary school kid's bag! With my notebook in my left arm, the stupid matriculation package in my right hand, the extremely just-bought-just-now txbooks & workbooks in my bag that could have ripped open at any time just now...my shoulder bones could have broke & my neck muscles ached like a bitch...haha...when i had to go up the overhead bridge i could have broken down into tears i tell you...hmmm...today after tutorial & getting all the neccesary things done the guys invited me & Timothy to lunch...well i'm only given 50 bucks to survive for one whole week so u can't blame me for being financially-conscious...watz de word ppl? say it wit me..FINANCIALLY-CONSCIOUS...haha...but we just hanged out for awhile & i needed to rest my aching body aniways...hmmm...Sasha went a lil beserk when she just tapped on the shoulder of this stranger guy infront of us & told him he had a real nice bagpack! hahahaha...giler tol...& Timothy my man can't seem to stop trying to speak malay..with the malay accent...he says i'm the "Mat of the class"...oh my God...& speaking of mats...hahaha...this is hilarious...when the group of us were in the cantten [which unsurprisingly was packed to the core...thank God we found seats fast or else my shoulders would have ripped & i would have just dropped my notebook on the floor & not give a damn]...Timothy told us that NP was mat-infested...haha...& Sasha [who treated us to free drinks..God may she have along life...so that she can blanja the financially-conscious me more...haha] started agreeing wit em...& Geradine (who freaking scored 6-points for her Os for crying out loud!!!!!] asked what's a mat...hahahaha...& Sasha started describing a mat, wich was hilarious...then suddenly there was this mat infront of us & she started saying "ah that's a mat! that's a mat!"...hahaha...she must have wanted to get all us killed cause i dont want some mat & his "gang members" to start hating us...haha...then there were this bunch of indian guys & she said "ah those are indian mats"...hahaha...klakar sak...
okok...gtg...me suddenly hungry now..gonna start men-cekik then do something...donno wat but hopefully someting productive...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [9:22 PM]
Heyyy dudes...it's been a quite awhile since i last sat down & typed out one whole proper entry, particularly because i have not found a proper, perfect (through my eyes) layout that suits me and truly reflects my personal individual style, taste & personality. I've been feeling quite crappy ever since the Meteora template just seemed to vanish into thin air @ blogskins.com. Well aniways the point that i'm trying to make is that ever since my previous template went missing without a trace i've no mood whatsoever to blog...haha...but with time i realised that there's just so many things that has been taking place in my life that i simply have to externalize all this pent-up thoughts & emotions somewhere...& who else do i have if not Mr. Bloggie...aint that right Bloggie my man??? [winking @ Mr. Bloggie]
Well today was my only my 2nd day receiving an education @ Ngee Ann Polytechnic...haha...& apparently it seems that this freshman named Arman [a name which many find much difficulty in articulating because of the "Ar"] [also a freshman who one girl thought was phillipino for crying out loud!!!!] finds things have been changing & happening quite fast in his life...man where do i even begin???
Okayyy...let me fill u in with what modules i'm taking this semester...ok 1st up there's "Social Psychology" [the lecturer is this indian lady whose one of those real nice ladies with that gentle quality to her that's...well...due to the lack of a better word...nice!]. Then there's "Written Communication", [the lecturer is the idiot who made all of us carry our freaking heavy notebooks on the 1st day of Poly...& it turned out that we didn't even have to use it that day...but he also rawks in the sense that he's really passionate about what he teaches]...it kinda sucks that we will not be writing any narrative or descriptive essays cause i undeniably love writing those kinds of compositions...instead we'll have to write persuasive and err...*fergot-what-the-other- type-is-called* essays...& oh yeah we've already been given an assignment due this Thursday! Write one paragraph about "What Is A Good Paragraph"...oh brother...i've not even started on it yet...Timothy is working on it right now & Sasha has already completed it yesterday nite cause she was bored...haha...n oh yeah we have to have a journal where we can write down about any intelligent reflections we want too...dreaded "@#$%^"...
Ok next up is "Radio Productions"...this is for all the aspiring DJS out there...1st lecture was a complete knockout man! & its a knockout in the negative sense! Could have fallen asleep in the lecture theatre...the lecturer was basically introducing us to the module & the history of radio...& i tell u it's that kind of "In 1900s[or whatever the hell the year was] electricity was 1st discovered" kinda crap...haha...but i think the theory pt sucks...but when i actually get to be in a radio studio in the near future...that's when thing start getting funky...haha...ok then there's "Marketing"...& by far i'm having most difficulty wit this module...man it's like...marketing man! haha...what can i say? but Mr. Jerome Low [did i get his surname right?]...he's the bomb man...he rawks & he's like "The Man"...haha...during our 1st lecture wit him he told us about his kinda brutal childhood...how he was this HongKie guy whose parents migrated to Colorado (did i get the spelling & location right????]...& that the first english word he learnt was "stupid" & that he got beaten up bad by all the white guys & how all of this made him so much tougher & made him the real cool guy he is now...well his lifestory pretty long lah & i dont have the capacity to blog it all down...& u've got to meet him & hear his accent & check out his whole laid-back style to know how cool he is...& yeah his jokes are lame but hey everyone seems to love them...oh yeah there's also someting bt him that is able to command silence without much effort...muker dier fierce ah...haha...Well aniways these are the only modules i know of so far...how pathetic can i get??? i dont even know what modules im taking this semester...well i plan to go check Mel [wich is not a person but its this NP website system thingy for the students & staff members] later & check my email & timetable...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:14 PM]
Monday, June 28, 2004
haha...hey i'm @ NP now...typing out an entry using my CENTRINO laptop...which basically means (for all those IT-disoriented ppl...haha look whose talking)...that i have a wireless internet connection...coz u see...there's like some kind of "Intranet" crap...wich i visualize in my mind as some kind of zone...wer ppl can access the Net without the use of wires!...muahaha...kk...lectures has been alrite...been given my 1st assignment already!!!...b back later to fill u in wit more of watz been up wit me on my 1st day of the next 3 yrs of my life...basically in Poly...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [1:38 PM]
Monday, June 21, 2004
arghhhh! the pinky & middle finger of my right hand are in pain!!! This morning me & Liyana were @ Woodlands Stadium playing some 2 freaking hours of err..."hardcore" badminton (hahaha)...& somehow the black scothtape thingy that is wrapped arnd the racket handle came off...leaving behind only hard cold wood...so the entire time i was only gripping wood & smacking the shuttlecock in all the various styles...& before u know it pt of the skin on my pinky & middle finger had blisters on them...haha...when i came back home & took my shower I had to rapidly shake my right hand to stop feeling the wonderfully piercing pain when the blisters came into contact wit soap...& just abt half an hr ago i couldnt finish eating dinner cause i had to rapidly shake my hand...it was painful to touch the rice & sambal (wich helped to wonderfully burn the blisters)...so u know wat? Mama had to feed me...& coincidentally one of the fingers on her right hand is injured too...haha...but her's isnt as bad as mine i guess...so she fed me using spoon & fork & i couldn't help laughing throughout the entire process...& when i said i didn't want to eat no more she snapped...& that brought back memories when i was a toddler who couldn't finish eating his rice & got scolded by his mama as a result...hahaha...well aniways...the pain has mowned down...haha...i didn't realise the pain aint no longer there as i'm typing out this entry...hahaha...
Aniways, me pretty xcited bt 2morow! me gonna hang out wit my animaniac "family" & go hunt down for some "poly-wear"...muhaha...muhahaha...muhahahaha...muhahahahahahaha...(coughs)...lame i know...can't help myself...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:06 PM]
Sunday, June 20, 2004
Sunday mornings are "going-to-the-mosque-to-listen-to-the-Ustaz-preach" mornings. Today i told mama to make her way there first because she's the one whose always trying to get to the front row in the women's section, while i on the other hand will be just fine seating @ any row as long as i can see the Ustaz from where i'm seating in the men's section. So mama left home @ abt 8.30am, during which i'm still enjoying my warm 20-min morning shower, & left home @ abt 9am-ish. Decided to walk to Masjid Annur as it had been quite awhile since i walked down memory lane. While i was making my journey there, i felt really lethargic, as if my legs could crumble down on me @ any moment & my insides felt anxious...it was like i felt like turning arnd & making my way back home...where it felt..."safer"? Alot of so-called issues were running through my mind. Questions & self-made factual statements like:"Why do i even bother going for the religious preachings?", "I don't even feel like going to begin with...i have an irritatingly running nose, my eyes are sore & red from wiping them too much...just go home", "Why don't i feel like going? Is it the evil work of satans trying to manipulate my own negativity & persuade me not to go? Or could it be that i just don't feel worthy enough as a member of Islam, that's why i feel so insecure of myself?". Well whatever it was i finally concluded & assured myself that it's for my own well-being...need to know more abt my religion & purpose in life.........MAN i sound so freaking philosophical.........
Hmmm aniways, i sure reminisced about quite a bit of my kindergarten days when i walked along those old row of shops...the entire neighbourhood there seems to have a very silent, relaxed, simplistic vibe to it...like some "happy sunshine village" or sometin...haha...then as i passed Woodlands Secondary School it sure brought memories of my bro's naughty sec days, during wich i roughly approximate i was still a 6-yr-old (a fat, juicy, talkative 6-yr-old i might add). Throughout the entire journey i checked the time...the main reason i left home @ a later time was because i didn't want to seat around like an idiot while waiting for the Ustaz to make his humble arrival...but it seems that time moved real slow today. Time Check [walked out oh house]: 8.58am, Time Check [1/4 way to Mosque]: 9.01am, Time Check [1/2 way to Mosque]: 9.03am, Time Check [100 steps away from Mosque]: 9.05am, Time Check [reached Mosque]: 9.08am. Oh brother...i had to wait for another 22mins for the entire thing to begin...sigh...
(suddenly i don't think i have the capacity to bare my soul this time round)
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [12:17 PM]
Monday, June 14, 2004
Yes...any of my frenz who know me well enuff bloody well know i am the boy wit the spectacle curse...earlier in the evening i had just made my spectacle number 7? 8? (WEEEE!!!!)in just 4 short years...cause i think i muz have most probably dropped my previous one which i kinda hanged on my slingbag while running for the damn 913 bus, cause i was late for some appointment, wich i can't recall wat exactly it was in this moment in time...well the reason y i hanged it on my slingbag in de 1st place was because i thought it looked hideous on me...it's the one wit the black plastic frame...some ppl look really fly wearing it wit their cool "intellectual look"...but my face just can't carry it off ah...well aniwayz dropping them while chasing for the bus is just one of the wayz i have lost my specs in the past...my 1st one ever broke cause i put it in my pocket (no, not the chase pocket, the bottom one...yes yes dumb, u dont have 2 rub it in)...then others were yes...broken or somehow miraculously lost...haha...so now u understand why i call myself the boy wit the spectacle curse??? After getting me my previous specs made mama swore she'll never make anymore ver again & that she'll smack my head hard if anything ever happened to it...but 2day she was pretty incredibly, ironically chilled @ the specs shop...cause u know why?...i'm getting the specs made wit my own hard-earned pocket money...haha...& i must say i feel a certain sense of pride knowin i bought it wit my own money...feel proud of myself (givin myself a pat in the back)...& yeah that was ALOT of 10 dollar notes i had to give away...but itz alrite, :D
Hmmm...juz received my letter frm Ngee Ann today...itz abt the FMS Orientation Programme...& YISZE I'M NOT IN DE SAME TUTORIAL GROUP AS U!!! ARGHHHHH...damnit! i'm in T108...mah fren YiSze iz in T102...sighhh...gezz we're both gonna be alone in this one gal...shit...hmmm...i finally figured out what it iz dat'z freaking me out abt Poly...ya know in the past when i'm still in secondary school i alwayz thought of Poly & immediately hip & cool come to my mind...but now it'z just plain freaky...well itz becoz in secondary school the students are well...kiddy...just like me...but in Poly...the students are just not kiddy!...everyone lookz so matured, like dey grew up too fast...u look @ them & they're the kinda ppl u walk amongst down de streets of Orchard Road...& i know i have no choice but to grow up fast just to keep up wit everyone & survive...& it suckz & itz freaky coz i dont want to rush my maturity level damnit!...sighhh...now de fact that I'm not in the same class as YiSze makez it even worse...haha...well watdeheck...
OH YEAH...due to the fact that my planz to hang out wit my frenz (or at least i think i do have frenz 2 begin wit) haz been postponed/cancelled (who the hell knowz)...i'm tinking i might be going for that FlagDay crap 2morow...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:29 PM]
Saturday, June 12, 2004
When i came back home my face still smelled of a strange mix of chocolate, custard & flour...even after i washed my face wit plenty of water after that bloody surprise attack from Abang Nonok, ASoon & Don...haha...u guyz sure made my last day at work one i will never ever forget! Today was awesome, radical, fantabulous, & what have you??? It was like God made my last day turned out exactly the way i wanted it to! hahaha, oh yeah today was downright hilarious too! I took loadz of great pics from work & i felt so damn happy cause yesterday i was kinda feeling anxious & doubtful that i might not be able to get all the pics that i wanted...& hey it turned out that i got every single picture that captured & represented all of the things that would allow me to preserve & cherish my working days there...& mann the "kid in me" was never as obvious ever as it was today...even Kakak & Amei said i was like a "budak kecik"...haha...i was like damn excitable, pestering everyone by asking them to take pics of me doing work & taking pics together with them...haha...ASeng kept on laughing at himself just looking at how excitable i can become...hmmmmm lemme see...took pictures with almost everyone(even the store uncle!!!), & me & Abang Nonok decided to make the best of Chef Laurent's day off...by err...taking pictures of ourselves wearing his long chef hat & seating in his freaking damn office chair! hahaha...& damn i diden know Mr. Thong liked to pose for the camera...when we took a pic together he had his arms around my shoulder so tight i had difficulty standing straight! (oh brother...hahaha)...& I MANAGED TO TAKE THE PIC WITH THE WAITRESS FROM MAZZENINE!...hahaha...i was on my way to the locker room after work finished & suddenly i saw her at the Part-time counter...so i decided to wait for her to finish with whatever things she had to settle at the counter & approached her...at 1st she was shocked seeing the chocolate on my face...thinking i was hurt & that my face was bleeding (hahahaha)..then i told her today was my last day & that i was hoping if she could take a pic with me if she diden mind...(& as if God had planned it) Abang Nonok just happened to pass by & helped take a picture of us...& oh yeah i also took pictures of my "BMW 2004" Trolley...gonna miss that old thing & the loud racket it makes when i push it along the uneven floor on the way to the Store for stock collection...sighhh...& did i mention that Mr. Thong gave me 10 bucks damnit?...hahaha...he did he did! weeee hooo...when it was time for me to leave he said that i was a very good worker & all those kinda things that made me beamed like a completely happy moron...hahaha...it was a great last day at work...it really was...sighhh
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [9:19 PM]
Friday, June 11, 2004
Tomorrow's my last day at work... due to the lack of words to express just how depressed i am & that i don't even know where or who to begin with in my "who/what i'm gonna miss" list, i'm simply gonna say that i'll definitely miss everyone & everything at work......gonna miss this gonna miss that...sighh...it's like a sinking realisation, a sinking sadness...hmmm...one & a half months ago i'd do anything to quit, now look at what i've become...haha...sighhh...damn...sighhh...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:22 PM]
Monday, June 07, 2004
Man de Ngee Ann Poly orientation sucked...it was one of the most longest [3 freaking straight solid hours!!!], mentally-numbing experiences i ever had...the only times i did woke up was during the Malay Cultural Club performance [de dances were...errr...mesmerizing...hehe...*naughty grin*], de rap performance by the Song Composition Club [that performance kinda sucked too but hey at least now i know that hip-hop does exist in NP now], the hip-hop dance performances by the "fergot-watz-itz-called" club, that kinda sad & kinda deeply romantic "performance" by the HI(Hearing Inability(?)] club, & of course that sizzling hot latin dance performance...man that was sureeeeeee HOT...*hehehehe*...hmmm...i kinda made up my kind abt wat ccas to take up now...well i'll see...
To be completely honest the whole experience sucked cause i kinda had a brutal reality realisation that once poly life begins i'll be a loner...a skeptikal loner i might add...i mean of course there's YiSze [looks like i'll be stuck wit u for the rest of my poly education gal!]...but it just aint the same...i mean it sux there wont be my old friends...[wont mention names cause once i forget any one of my fren's names my tagboard will be flooded with angry curses...haha]...& everyone looks so matured & self-assured it should be a crime! haha...oh damnnnn...
DAMN
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:21 PM]
Friday, June 04, 2004
Yes...that's how my morning started...wit Chef Laurent expressing his anger wit that thick french accent of his...He was pist cause he was [how do i describe this!]...kk...for me to try to describe what he was doing i need to use an example cause i forgot what's the term for this...u know when u have a birthday cake? & u get the Cake saler to 'write a birthday message on the cake'?...well Chef Laurent was doing exactly that & was 99% done when Suren came into the Chocolate Room to tell him that the girl from the Deli Shop diden want the date to be included in the birthday greetings...so he was pist & there u go...haha...
ATeng told us after lunch that the MOE was coming to do a health check on the kitchen & I was sure as hell excited like what I donno...haha...i mean it was like soooo exciting...everyone was kinda rushing to clean up the whole kitchen & wrap up whatever food items had to be wrapped...I had to re-check all the food items in the fridge to ake sure everything was covered [hey i take real good care of the fridge & it's contents every single day when i keep all those food items after collecting the stock from the store...so i had nothing to sweat abt...:D], but then they must had made their check in the vening cause the MOE still hadn't arrived when i went back home...bummer...well that's cool...haha
Oh yeah today things took a 360 degrees turn for the better man...yesterday I was mad as hell wit Thong...today i still am cause he keeps on making me do everything for him...i'm like his personal secretary always going around the whole hotel getting signatures for him & getting stuffs from him...& today when he made the cheesecake i was the one who was forced to do all the dirty work...i was the one who had to tear off the plastic sheet off the cheese...okok it might seem like nothing but we're making ALOT of cheesecakes so the proportions of the ingredients are greatly magnified...& have u any freaking clue how many large pieces of cheese i had to handle?...& i also had to obtain 40 egg yolks...meaning i had to separate 40 egg yolks from all the egg white & that is a really dusgusting process man...at the end of it all i had one bowl of egg white that strongly reminded me of snot...bleargh...& i also had to tear off the skin of a handful of tapiocas...damn...i dont mind all this shit cause i AM a kitchen helper but it seems Thong is bascially doing all the easy aspects of making the cakes while i'm forced to be his babu & do all the troublesome & disgusting bits...pemalasnyer musibot...BUT THEN...at the end of the day he told me "Arman, if i had the chance to employ u as my staff i would you know"...& i was like "Oh Tanx, i'm very flattered"...wit a smile on my face...bleargh...Kakak also made a 'bleargh' face & quietly mouthed "Kanasai" to Amei...actually i was kinda happy & beaming like a happy moron but after blogging & reminiscing bt all the shit he made me do i dont find what he said flattering no more...lazy old bitch...
Hmmm...today i had lunch with Ateng...we talked abt school [i always get a strange feeling of dejavu when i talk bt school cause i seem to be repeating the very same dialogue with the very same ppl...haha...]...& he told me that filled me wit a sense of pride & dignity...he told me that when i'm gone things will be chalak...cause no one will be there to collect all the stuff from the store...& yeah its true...even with me around to handle every single aspect of stock collection everyone always seems to be hecticly chasing for time..imagine when i'm not around...lagi rabak sak...well they did it once before i came into the picture...i guess they'll have to find a way to do it once again...aniways i felt proud cause it seems that i have proven to them i'm an asset to the kitchen...i'm like a "weight of their shoulders" to them...& for that i feel a personal sense of satisfaction...:D
kk...i gotta split..feeling nauseas from the heat...u see i just had a hot spicy bowl of Mee Tom Yam & now the fan aint working & the heat is getting to my head making me nauseas...when ironically at work just now, after collecting the "Dinner Bread" from the Freezer Room the freaking freezing cold temperature got to my head making me nauseas for bt an hour...kk...need to rest my "nausea-ed" head...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:57 PM]
Thursday, June 03, 2004
Been telling that to myself alot at work today cause keimananku was tested to the extremez! [ok ah itz not that rabak but my heart was on fire a hell lot today]...& itz all coz of that asshole Thong who everyone seemz to despise & callz Ting Tong...man i thought he was just this misunderstood head chef who is only carrying out his duties & responsibilities which the other workerz might translate as being an over-demanding ass...i was even nice to em for as long as i remember...but i've had it up till HERE...[aniwayz Ai Yong who i hated to the de very core all this way is real nice lately...most probably cause Chocolate Aunty is his wife(!!!!!) & she & me can be mother & son for all anyone knowz...well of course besides the fact that she'z chinese & i'm malay...haha]...i swear it must be because of that "part-time form situation" & him having to write a memo as a result of it...& he's taking revenge on me...but WHAT DE HELL???...IT WASN'T MY FAULT!!!...sighhh...well let me tell u what he did today that agitated the shit out of me...kk...1st of all...when i asked him questions...he answered me in the most sarcastic, rudest manner u can imagine when all the questions i asked him just needed a yes/no or one-word answer...well aniwayz i needed clarification...kalau terbuat salah nanti saper susah??? aku jugak!...n not just me the whole pastry kitchen will be attacked for a potential mistake i might have done!...& oh yeah...he also asked me to go to the 5th floor to send the Cheese Quich to Room Service...well that's cool ah...i went back down to B1 where Pastry Kitchen is...then he wanted to "ask for a favour"...he told me to go the 4th floor to collect fillings...okok...nvm...he could've asked me to go get it just now when i sent the Cheese Quich coz i kud've taken the fillings on my way down but hey nvm nvm...this kind of thingz can relekznyer...then i went all the way up to the Banquet & i realised there were 3 trays i needed to bring down...obviously i could'nt bring all of em down...& when i tried to pandai-pandai carry all 3...habez aku kener attack orang Banquet..."Eh u tink u strong ah carry all 3?...later if fall not just ur problem,our problem also!"...& *yada-yada-yada*...& my blood was boiling coz that asshole Thong could've asked me to bring along the trolley along rite??? & furthermore the lift isn't near to the Pastry Kitchen man! it'z all the way at the other wing so it's a real waste of my time to keep making such long back-n-forth journeys...& not to mention the lifts are slow like bitches... so i had to go alll the way down to B1 again to get the trolley...only to realised Ivy had used it to cater to some functions...& i had to wait for her to come back...& the fact that i havent finished making my Mini Fruit Tarlettes & that it's already 2.00pm & i still havent had my lunch yet only added to my anger...by 2.30pm canteen is closed...nanti petang baru bukak balek...alamak bingit sial...
But hey the 2nd pt of the day [after lunch] was great...Aunty Alice & Ai Yong were really friendly...haha...& i did manage to get all my work done just in time to go home...& oh yeah!...i'm officially in "[Hi], [Bye-Bye], [sharing brownies together after clearing High Tea]" terms with the hot waitresses from Mazzenine...but damn..the're all abt 6 yrs older than i am! & today that oh-so-cute-&-tinyly-packaged "Food Checker" girl wore a Baju Kebaya today...jambu dok!!! & we exchanged smiles...*tee hee*...& again damn cause she's way older than me! & i've got a new nick given to me by Suren...haha...kinda vulgar though...he calls me Adek Nonok...& i call em Abang Nonok...wad de hell...i donno ah everytime he sees me he'll go "eh Nonooook"...haha...n he's been trying to hit me alot cause he wants my father to come serang him...haha...karotnyer budak...but the only thing he had been doing is give me several pokes on my ribs & smacks on my ass...haha...fag...naseb baik he diden go on leave together wit Chocolate Aunty...if that's the case my remaining days there would be so dull [last day is on the 12th]...& yeah miss Chocolate Aunty & her "animaniac-ness"...sighhh...well hey...it was just another day at work...:)
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [8:27 PM]
Tuesday, June 01, 2004
Today was a rather emotional, jiwangish day for me because it was Chocolate Aunty's last day with me...she's going on leave starting tomorrow & by the time she comes back to work I'll most probably already be gone...so yeah...i felt real sad ah inside...she (apart from Suren & Aunty Catherine) was the one who made me feel really welcomed into the "family" when i 1st started & i found it hard to continue working in the kitchen...she always made me laugh my ass off like a complete uncontrollable moron...i will alwayz remember all those fun, whacky, zanny moments with her & all those times we secretly (hehe) ate chocolates when Chef Thong (a.k.a Ting Tong) & Chef Laurent (a.k.a Fak Fak) weren't looking...hehehe...n oh yeah i'll miss having someone boil eggs for me sometimes in the morning & make tea for me...n most of all i'll miss saying "Hello Aunty (making a giant voice)" in the morning when i come into the office/chocolate room to fill up my part-time form...sighhhh...to sum it all up I'LL MISS HER...well...the last thing i did get to do for her was get the recipe for Kuih Makmur from mama for her cause she likes it & wants to know whether there'a any oher alternatives besides using peanuts for making this kuih...hmmm...n yes...i DID took pikturez with her...truth be told no one is allowed to bring a camera into the workplace...so those pics i took are like...watz dat word?....OH GOD...i fergot wat that word is...let's just say those pics are...special...haha...well...at least now i've got pictures to remember her by...tp preserve the memories i'll awlays cherish...sigh...told u i was jiwangish today...
PEACE
he flared his nostrils rapidly [10:53 PM]