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Friday, November 28, 2008
I'm the ringleader.
Tuesday,
Work.
Wednedsday,
Work. Miserable quiet day at work.
I had half a day off today, grabbed this hard to come by opportunity to do some shopping and in the meantime to see what else i need for the trip which is coming in about 2 weeks time. I desperately need new shoes and slippers, all of them are walking out on me again.
Thursday,
Work. Another miserable quiet day at work, how long is this gonna last?
After accumulation of the 4 hours of sleep every night, it has taken a toll on me. Decided to give my body a break, i turned in at 1am.
Friday,
It's the end of a weekday, can someone please spice my life up? Income flowing in, at the same time, the expenses are rising as fast as i thought it wouldn't. If i can survive the day without being too lethargic, i'll be heading down to DblO with Pris.
Now, what shall i have for lunch? I've been dining on Astons for this week, they should give me a discount sometime soon.
There are only 2 types of people in the world, the ones that entertain and the ones that observe. I'm like a firecracker, i make it hot. I run a tight ship, even though i go with the flow. Now here's a hot tip, go get a front sit when i put on a show.
Tuesday,
Work.
Wednedsday,
Work. Miserable quiet day at work.
I had half a day off today, grabbed this hard to come by opportunity to do some shopping and in the meantime to see what else i need for the trip which is coming in about 2 weeks time. I desperately need new shoes and slippers, all of them are walking out on me again.
Thursday,
Work. Another miserable quiet day at work, how long is this gonna last?
After accumulation of the 4 hours of sleep every night, it has taken a toll on me. Decided to give my body a break, i turned in at 1am.
Friday,
It's the end of a weekday, can someone please spice my life up? Income flowing in, at the same time, the expenses are rising as fast as i thought it wouldn't. If i can survive the day without being too lethargic, i'll be heading down to DblO with Pris.
Now, what shall i have for lunch? I've been dining on Astons for this week, they should give me a discount sometime soon.
There are only 2 types of people in the world, the ones that entertain and the ones that observe. I'm like a firecracker, i make it hot. I run a tight ship, even though i go with the flow. Now here's a hot tip, go get a front sit when i put on a show.
Monday, November 24, 2008
I'm not your superhero.
Wednesday,
Work. I can't really recall, was it this day i made no sales at all?
Thursday,
Work.
Friday,
Work.
Bishan, to Bombay Sapphire with Kalai and some childish rascals that pisses me off. Impromptu venue came up, Old Changi Hospital for some thrills and ghost hunting.
It was close to 2am at the locked up front gate, the alternative and much more creepier way would be the stone steps covered with long grass right next to it. Of course, i didn't expect there to have any source of light, but with the help of that tiny beam from our cellphone. I have wild imaginations, hands creeping from underneath those grass to grab my feet and any wide open space you glance at, you'll see things floating around. There were other groups there that we could join in, thank god. Before we could even set foot into the building, like literally walked up the stairs inside to venture different levels, we saw from afar, red and blue lights flickering.
Here's the best part, POLICE! We were actually trespassing, so the next wise thing to do would of course be running for our life. I estimated it to be about 6 flights of stairs or more before we reached safety ground. I didn't plucked up enough courage to glance around the pitch black surroundings, just focsing on directing the small beam on the ground, i don't wanna trip over anything.
That sums it all, the array of adventures of Old Changi Hospital in just less than an hour. However, i do look forward to gathering a group to give it another shot there once again, despite how much i would be overwhelmed with fear, the thrill's what i am seeking. Any daredevils?
I had to dropped Kalai home first before i made my way back, the cab driver made my day with even more spine chilling stories. Just when i got off the cab, this black dog was barking at my direction in the wee hours, and my thoughts wondered, did something else followed me home? I just hastened my pace and immediately hide under those comforters.
Saturday,
Work, as expected, i woke up late, hitched a ride from Dad. Ferrine came to start my Saturday afternoon, and soon after she left, i had my CLEO magazine to keep me through the day. The best sales i've achieved so far, oh well, it's a Saturday.
Harley my way to Mimolette, Singapore Sling and the effects shot right up. Before that, an utterly embarassing situation, the speed per kilometre took the helmet off. All i can say is there's always a first time for everything.
Sunday,
Hit home at 6am and headed for the sack. Evening at Mayfair's, microwaved Carbonara and movies on the screen. Not long after, i hit the bed again for an evening nap. A pretty lazy Sunday.
Manicure, the blue was quite chipped off. Blue black, a swipe of glittery silver and dots of pastel blue, you'll love it even though i have jittery left hands.
Monday,
Short sharp pains, is getting the hell of me, that i dread going to the loo. Also because of some newly formed blisters, i forgo the stroll down and had Astons for lunch instead. Chargrill chicken, mashed potato and coleslaw, i couldn't get any cranberry or blueberry, so apple tea, boy am i so filled now.
I know how to make your mind at ease, i can kiss you all four season, surprise you for no reason, but am not perfect.
Wednesday,
Work. I can't really recall, was it this day i made no sales at all?
Thursday,
Work.
Friday,
Work.
Bishan, to Bombay Sapphire with Kalai and some childish rascals that pisses me off. Impromptu venue came up, Old Changi Hospital for some thrills and ghost hunting.
It was close to 2am at the locked up front gate, the alternative and much more creepier way would be the stone steps covered with long grass right next to it. Of course, i didn't expect there to have any source of light, but with the help of that tiny beam from our cellphone. I have wild imaginations, hands creeping from underneath those grass to grab my feet and any wide open space you glance at, you'll see things floating around. There were other groups there that we could join in, thank god. Before we could even set foot into the building, like literally walked up the stairs inside to venture different levels, we saw from afar, red and blue lights flickering.
Here's the best part, POLICE! We were actually trespassing, so the next wise thing to do would of course be running for our life. I estimated it to be about 6 flights of stairs or more before we reached safety ground. I didn't plucked up enough courage to glance around the pitch black surroundings, just focsing on directing the small beam on the ground, i don't wanna trip over anything.
That sums it all, the array of adventures of Old Changi Hospital in just less than an hour. However, i do look forward to gathering a group to give it another shot there once again, despite how much i would be overwhelmed with fear, the thrill's what i am seeking. Any daredevils?
I had to dropped Kalai home first before i made my way back, the cab driver made my day with even more spine chilling stories. Just when i got off the cab, this black dog was barking at my direction in the wee hours, and my thoughts wondered, did something else followed me home? I just hastened my pace and immediately hide under those comforters.
Saturday,
Work, as expected, i woke up late, hitched a ride from Dad. Ferrine came to start my Saturday afternoon, and soon after she left, i had my CLEO magazine to keep me through the day. The best sales i've achieved so far, oh well, it's a Saturday.
Harley my way to Mimolette, Singapore Sling and the effects shot right up. Before that, an utterly embarassing situation, the speed per kilometre took the helmet off. All i can say is there's always a first time for everything.
Sunday,
Hit home at 6am and headed for the sack. Evening at Mayfair's, microwaved Carbonara and movies on the screen. Not long after, i hit the bed again for an evening nap. A pretty lazy Sunday.
Manicure, the blue was quite chipped off. Blue black, a swipe of glittery silver and dots of pastel blue, you'll love it even though i have jittery left hands.
Monday,
Short sharp pains, is getting the hell of me, that i dread going to the loo. Also because of some newly formed blisters, i forgo the stroll down and had Astons for lunch instead. Chargrill chicken, mashed potato and coleslaw, i couldn't get any cranberry or blueberry, so apple tea, boy am i so filled now.
I know how to make your mind at ease, i can kiss you all four season, surprise you for no reason, but am not perfect.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
It's not about taking sides.
Friday,
Work.
Head down to Clarke Quay to meet Chris and Rina, dinner-ed at Mac. DblO the night away with shots and booze, sashaying the night away. Bak Kut Teh for supper afterwards, we were the centre of attraction, for the laughs and loud conversation. It's hell loads of photos, so well, you know where else to view them. Oh! We made it to youtube too!
The bunch of troubles that made it through the crazy night.
Saturday,
Work.
The Pump Room for booze, breaking the record, i stayed for less than an hour. After the bore, movies at Allesandrea's and some here and there short naps on that squeezy couch. Dawn's breaking, head home to catch some winks before i wake up for the next day, oh wait, by the time i got home, it's already Sunday morning.
Sunday,
I only had 2 hours of sleep before dad woke me up to shower and prepare to head to JB. Took a bus from my place, didn't take us much time but the Malaysia's customs had dreading long queues. Brunch-ed at Secret Recipe's, my lasagna was only filled with minced chicken and tomato paste, wasn't satisfying. Everyone in the family bought something, i only had my share of tobacco and pampers. It was a last minute emergency that called for it, i had to grab my sister to run down to Watson to grab it off the rack, it came a tad too early which left me unprepared. I think my next trip back there should be a fruitful one.
Half a day there and back home, when i thought i would grab some sleep, once again i got hooked to my computer and never fulfilled it.
Dinner-ed at Al-Ameen and some light booze.
Monday,
Before i put on my slippers and head out, the gloomy sky and dark clouds were already greeting me from the balcony. I merely brushed it off thinking it would only be a drizzle, so i brought no brolly. Just when i boarded the bus, it started pouring heavily. I couldn't afford to be late for work, empty handedly brisk walked in the pouring rain, every heavy drop of those drenched me completely, as though i just came out of the shower clad with my clothes.
Dropping off my bag, i spent some time in the restroom, under that hand dryer blowing dry. And you know how it feels, to be drenched and immediately after, in an air conditioned place. For the rest of the day, i was just living in the refrigerator.
Tuesday,
Work.
A temporarily different location today, and they don't have a computer. As the clock ticks, i just read magazines and some DS for 10hours or so. Closing shutters was a lil bit of a hassle, mom bought lunch over for me. Not much of productive work today.
No matter what you say about love, i keep coming back for more. No matter what you say about life, i learn every time i bleed. I can't waste time, so give it a moment, i realize nothing is broken. No need to worry bout everything i've done, live every moment like it was my last one.
Friday,
Work.
Head down to Clarke Quay to meet Chris and Rina, dinner-ed at Mac. DblO the night away with shots and booze, sashaying the night away. Bak Kut Teh for supper afterwards, we were the centre of attraction, for the laughs and loud conversation. It's hell loads of photos, so well, you know where else to view them. Oh! We made it to youtube too!
The bunch of troubles that made it through the crazy night.
Saturday,
Work.
The Pump Room for booze, breaking the record, i stayed for less than an hour. After the bore, movies at Allesandrea's and some here and there short naps on that squeezy couch. Dawn's breaking, head home to catch some winks before i wake up for the next day, oh wait, by the time i got home, it's already Sunday morning.
Sunday,
I only had 2 hours of sleep before dad woke me up to shower and prepare to head to JB. Took a bus from my place, didn't take us much time but the Malaysia's customs had dreading long queues. Brunch-ed at Secret Recipe's, my lasagna was only filled with minced chicken and tomato paste, wasn't satisfying. Everyone in the family bought something, i only had my share of tobacco and pampers. It was a last minute emergency that called for it, i had to grab my sister to run down to Watson to grab it off the rack, it came a tad too early which left me unprepared. I think my next trip back there should be a fruitful one.
Half a day there and back home, when i thought i would grab some sleep, once again i got hooked to my computer and never fulfilled it.
Dinner-ed at Al-Ameen and some light booze.
Monday,
Before i put on my slippers and head out, the gloomy sky and dark clouds were already greeting me from the balcony. I merely brushed it off thinking it would only be a drizzle, so i brought no brolly. Just when i boarded the bus, it started pouring heavily. I couldn't afford to be late for work, empty handedly brisk walked in the pouring rain, every heavy drop of those drenched me completely, as though i just came out of the shower clad with my clothes.
Dropping off my bag, i spent some time in the restroom, under that hand dryer blowing dry. And you know how it feels, to be drenched and immediately after, in an air conditioned place. For the rest of the day, i was just living in the refrigerator.
Tuesday,
Work.
A temporarily different location today, and they don't have a computer. As the clock ticks, i just read magazines and some DS for 10hours or so. Closing shutters was a lil bit of a hassle, mom bought lunch over for me. Not much of productive work today.
No matter what you say about love, i keep coming back for more. No matter what you say about life, i learn every time i bleed. I can't waste time, so give it a moment, i realize nothing is broken. No need to worry bout everything i've done, live every moment like it was my last one.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Break the ice.
Saturday,
Work.
Dinner-ed at Dempsey Road's Red Dot, a pint of bitter Summer Ale and headed down for a midnight movie, The Coffin. Give it 3 outta 5 popcorns.
Before movie, i had to grab some hot brewed coffee, i was coughing like there's no tomorrow. Hit home in the wee hours.
Sunday,
Work, like a zombie who only had 3 hours of sleep. Thank god it was the last day of the bazaar, everything must go. So when the doors shut, staffs grabbed everything they could. I got myself a CK trench coat, Lacoste boots, Max & Co. ballet flats, AX long sleeve, Diesel wristbands and halter top. I was planning on more leather jackets or jeans only if i knew earlier, oh wells. So i had my loots in 2 huge shopping bags.
Monday,
At last, i had a day off from my hectic work schedule. I think this is the phase where i work like there's no tomorrow, practically submerging myself in work and more work. I barely get to rest with the tight time, one after another. I finally get to replenish my sleep, till 5pm. It's 3 jobs, no joking matter. I had plans for working so hard, now i guess it's just for myself and future, what 's in hold for me sure has to be something brilliant. I'm gonna have to find myself some social life sometime soon, as i slowly fall into the workaholics trap.
Gave myself some therapy, manicure, after all, the previous coat was wearing out after the hard work at the bazaar, nails broke, paint peeling.
Tuesday,
Work. Here's Bernice, the amplifier that can be heard all the way from across the room, one stubborn brat. Still managed to tame her.
Wednesday,
Work, made a discounted transaction, lesson learnt. Otherwise, the day at Roff is just simply sitting in front of the screen and surfing the world wide web. Dinner-ed at Allesandrea's, cozy couch, The Mirror's playing on wide screens and cold air conditioner's air blowing with raindrops pelting on the windows.
Thursday,
Work.
Oh, not forgetting, Happy Birthday to Kalai's mom!
I'm not dream girl, not perfection, never said i was from heaven. But baby i could be the closest that you met. I was looking for that someone that don't exist and he want some. What you want isn't always what you get, who's gonna make your day like the way i do?
Saturday,
Work.
Dinner-ed at Dempsey Road's Red Dot, a pint of bitter Summer Ale and headed down for a midnight movie, The Coffin. Give it 3 outta 5 popcorns.
Before movie, i had to grab some hot brewed coffee, i was coughing like there's no tomorrow. Hit home in the wee hours.
Sunday,
Work, like a zombie who only had 3 hours of sleep. Thank god it was the last day of the bazaar, everything must go. So when the doors shut, staffs grabbed everything they could. I got myself a CK trench coat, Lacoste boots, Max & Co. ballet flats, AX long sleeve, Diesel wristbands and halter top. I was planning on more leather jackets or jeans only if i knew earlier, oh wells. So i had my loots in 2 huge shopping bags.
Monday,
At last, i had a day off from my hectic work schedule. I think this is the phase where i work like there's no tomorrow, practically submerging myself in work and more work. I barely get to rest with the tight time, one after another. I finally get to replenish my sleep, till 5pm. It's 3 jobs, no joking matter. I had plans for working so hard, now i guess it's just for myself and future, what 's in hold for me sure has to be something brilliant. I'm gonna have to find myself some social life sometime soon, as i slowly fall into the workaholics trap.
Gave myself some therapy, manicure, after all, the previous coat was wearing out after the hard work at the bazaar, nails broke, paint peeling.
Tuesday,
Work. Here's Bernice, the amplifier that can be heard all the way from across the room, one stubborn brat. Still managed to tame her.
Wednesday,
Work, made a discounted transaction, lesson learnt. Otherwise, the day at Roff is just simply sitting in front of the screen and surfing the world wide web. Dinner-ed at Allesandrea's, cozy couch, The Mirror's playing on wide screens and cold air conditioner's air blowing with raindrops pelting on the windows.
Thursday,
Work.
Oh, not forgetting, Happy Birthday to Kalai's mom!
I'm not dream girl, not perfection, never said i was from heaven. But baby i could be the closest that you met. I was looking for that someone that don't exist and he want some. What you want isn't always what you get, who's gonna make your day like the way i do?
Friday, November 07, 2008
Who's to say.
Tuesday,
Work, i missed my kids, but i was pretty tired from the array of work. I have to keep my eyes pry open. My kid of the day, Cheryl.
Wednesday,
Work. Stationed at Emporio Armani, i get a lil idea of the designs of the ladies top, i might start cutting my own clothes. Today was only unpacking, the clipping of bottoms to hangers bruised my fingers from my right hand. I have half less of strength now, that i can't exert force. An outdated photo, Sakeenah with her bunch of belts at the Takashimaya bazaar. At 4pm, VIPs, staffs and invited companies filled the hall.
Thursday,
Work. This day, for the members and cardholders. Transferred out to the shoes, i lay my hands on killer heels and beautiful shoes.
Friday,
An hour late of turning in, 10minutes late of dragging out of bed because of snoozing. All together, i was running late but the shuttle bus was too. It was only 930am, there was a queue of about 10 people outside the doors, it'll only open at 10am sharp. Don't these people have better things to do than to wake up early in the morning for shopping? The throat gets irritated especially when i'm working in a desert of dust, and the soap that trickles down the sink is all black. Tomorrow is further slashing of price, more than 80%, unbelievable. I hope they'll slash the CK trench coat and Lacoste boots that is impending on my list. I'm also pretty much getting the muscle strains from all the lunges and squats at work, tough work, i hope to gain from this pain.
Staring blankly ahead, just making my way through the crowd. Do you think time would pass me by? Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and i'm home bound.
Tuesday,
Work, i missed my kids, but i was pretty tired from the array of work. I have to keep my eyes pry open. My kid of the day, Cheryl.
Wednesday,
Work. Stationed at Emporio Armani, i get a lil idea of the designs of the ladies top, i might start cutting my own clothes. Today was only unpacking, the clipping of bottoms to hangers bruised my fingers from my right hand. I have half less of strength now, that i can't exert force. An outdated photo, Sakeenah with her bunch of belts at the Takashimaya bazaar. At 4pm, VIPs, staffs and invited companies filled the hall.
Thursday,
Work. This day, for the members and cardholders. Transferred out to the shoes, i lay my hands on killer heels and beautiful shoes.
Friday,
An hour late of turning in, 10minutes late of dragging out of bed because of snoozing. All together, i was running late but the shuttle bus was too. It was only 930am, there was a queue of about 10 people outside the doors, it'll only open at 10am sharp. Don't these people have better things to do than to wake up early in the morning for shopping? The throat gets irritated especially when i'm working in a desert of dust, and the soap that trickles down the sink is all black. Tomorrow is further slashing of price, more than 80%, unbelievable. I hope they'll slash the CK trench coat and Lacoste boots that is impending on my list. I'm also pretty much getting the muscle strains from all the lunges and squats at work, tough work, i hope to gain from this pain.
Staring blankly ahead, just making my way through the crowd. Do you think time would pass me by? Making my way downtown, walking fast, faces pass and i'm home bound.
Monday, November 03, 2008
What's left of me.
Thursday,
Work. Day 1 of bazaar, minimal crowd.
Friday,
Work.
Saturday,
Work.
Sunday,
It was the last of this bazaar, i guess i turned off the alarm a tad too early, i thought i would wake up after counting 27 secs, which i didn't. It's just my current favourite number for some reason, it'll just remain as it is till there are changes. Jolted up at 9.15am, that left me with an impossible half an hour to reach my workplace.
Work.
Family came with packed lunch, mom wanted to mess up the clothes on purpose so i would have to fold more, how evil. Sunday crowd wasn't as much as the day before, and closing was done swiftly.
Monday,
First day at ROFF, i might start liking it for the fact that there's a simple stool for me to sit on, a screen to let me utilize the world wide web, how great is that? The only thing i would loathe is the miserable income. A trip to Forum for briefing about the oncoming bazaar, 6 consecutive days of standing once again, i'll have to start accumulating blisters on my feet. Not forgetting, ladies and gentlemen, bringing more high end brands in this time, next to Singapore Flyer (exact venue to be confirmed), grab your purse and wallets down to the 80% off.
Everyone that spends at least an hour with me will start to think that i seriously needs to see the doctor, the coughing is scaring them, especially when it's coherently. I just pretty assume it's a chronic cough, which i just hope it'll be cured soon, best before December.
Watch my life pass me by in the rear view mirror, pictures frozen in time are becoming clearer. I don't wanna waste another day stuck in the shadows of my mistakes.
Thursday,
Work. Day 1 of bazaar, minimal crowd.
Friday,
Work.
Saturday,
Work.
Sunday,
It was the last of this bazaar, i guess i turned off the alarm a tad too early, i thought i would wake up after counting 27 secs, which i didn't. It's just my current favourite number for some reason, it'll just remain as it is till there are changes. Jolted up at 9.15am, that left me with an impossible half an hour to reach my workplace.
Work.
Family came with packed lunch, mom wanted to mess up the clothes on purpose so i would have to fold more, how evil. Sunday crowd wasn't as much as the day before, and closing was done swiftly.
Monday,
First day at ROFF, i might start liking it for the fact that there's a simple stool for me to sit on, a screen to let me utilize the world wide web, how great is that? The only thing i would loathe is the miserable income. A trip to Forum for briefing about the oncoming bazaar, 6 consecutive days of standing once again, i'll have to start accumulating blisters on my feet. Not forgetting, ladies and gentlemen, bringing more high end brands in this time, next to Singapore Flyer (exact venue to be confirmed), grab your purse and wallets down to the 80% off.
Everyone that spends at least an hour with me will start to think that i seriously needs to see the doctor, the coughing is scaring them, especially when it's coherently. I just pretty assume it's a chronic cough, which i just hope it'll be cured soon, best before December.
Watch my life pass me by in the rear view mirror, pictures frozen in time are becoming clearer. I don't wanna waste another day stuck in the shadows of my mistakes.
