Thursday, February 09, 2006

As the big day approaches...

IT'S CONFIRMED! Fucking results will be out on the 10th and it just happens that my off-day for this week is on Friday. Dammit!! I was planning to go for a movie with Kathy and Kelly but now, SIAN!

At MS, Ruyan and Garry have been reminding me NON-STOP that I'll be receiving my certificate this coming friday. Err... I don't blame them for doing so since I myself have made so many people have panic attacks. Hahaha! Oh, Niiiiccckkkkyyy!!!!!!!!!!

Well, good luck people! Especially Amal, Haj, Fir, Nicky and Clara.

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So earlier this week, I received some mag from Republic Poly and they've got a new course! Pharmaceutical Science.

It sounds so cool doesn't it???

Pharmaceutical science

When someone asks me what course I'm in, I'll just stroke my beautiful blonde fringe and go, "Pharmaceutical Science." Then they'll look at you in awe and have that sort of facial expression that says, "FWAH!!! Pharmaceutical Science wor!".

Told my dad about it and he supported my decision (finally!) since he doubted I had the ability to withstand cleaning other people's asses for the next three years of my life. But just a few moments back, one of his friends said that Pharmaceutical Science ain't a very good choice since... whatever lah!

So now I'm back to square one.

Nursing at NYP. Bah! Cannot dye hair liao... no more blondie. *sob sob*

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Very early this morning, at around 2am, I was chatting online with Martin. I was being told that almost everyone at Bugis knows about my decision to quit.

Boohoo!!!!!

It's not that I wanna leave, I JUST DON'T LIKE WORKING WITH THAT KOKY! He seems to enjoy reprimanding others for the slightest reasons ever!

Whether I'm in the right or wrong, he'll be by the sidelines nagging/yelling. At this rate, I can go berserk any moment! I seriously wonder if he has a word limit that he has to reach everyday. EVERY SINGLE THING that I do, he'll be going, "KIM! How many times must I tell you, blah blah blah...." or "Kim! Please! Have some pride in your work! SMILE MORE!"

Smile my mother fucking ass lah! Smile??? You want me to smile at customers after getting tekan-ed by you?! Possible or not?

During my lunch break yesterday, Ruyan told me that even while she was working at Century Square, not a day went pass without her getting scolded by KOK.

There was this one time when a muslim customer came in and Ruyan, being a new-comer, served him the soup of the day without knowing that it contained pieces of pork ham. I mean, the soup was called Clam Chowder. What's in Clam Chowder soup?

CLAM LAH!

How was Ruyan supposed to know that imitation clam = pork ham? So she served the customer the soup and Joe saw it. He then went up to her and shouted at her in front of all the other customers. What did Ruyan do? It's her fault huh?

Even the muslim customer stood up for Ruyan and told KOK straight in the face not to blame her cause it's not her fault, moreover, it was only her first week working there. But Joe insisted that she was in the wrong and kept going in circles that she should not have served the soup and on... and on.. and on....and on.... and the vicious cycle continues.

What's the point of accusing others for an hour when the matter can be solved in a split second by just saying sorry?! Very hard to apologise is it? I admit, I have an ego that weighs more than a tonne. But I aplogise to customers ALL THE TIME!

Like the time when I was clearing plates from a table and dropped a fork into the lady's V-neck top. All I did was say, "Sorry Ma'am!" and she didn't mind it one bit. (ok, maybe she might be cursing me for letting a fork get into her valley but at least the problem was solved right?)

Moral of the story: Apologise when in the wrong.

Hoho! I bet you guys have no idea that Bitchy Whore hates KOK to the core as well right? Haha! He called me just a few weeks back and asked me if the manager of Billy Bombers Marina Square was KOK. I told him he was right and he went, "HA! That KOK! That fucking cheebai! I hate him!"

Whooosshhh.... chill chill!

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MY DAD IS SERIOUSLY PISSING ME OFF! Last year when I told him that I planned to enroll in Nursing, he and another uncle of mine kept going on and on about me not being able to make it, not having the passion to do this kinda stuff etc.

Then now when I want to take up Pharmaceutical Science, his friend has to tell him that only pharmacists with degrees get hired whereas those with diplomas get daily-rated.

I asked him to suggest another course since he feels that all the courses I pick aren't suitable. He then told me that I'm indecisive and that I don't know what I want.

IT'S NOT THAT I "DON'T KNOW WHAT I WANT"! In this situation, I pick a course and you go, "Oh, Nursing? I doubt you can do it lah. You don't have the passion. You won't be able to take it. The senior nurse will make the juniors do all the dirty work. Alot of student nurses give up during attachments."

I pick a new course in Republic Poly and it's, "It's gonna be hard for you to find a job next time. They want university graduates, not diploma holders. Many pharmacists are getting daily-rated. I suggest you go back to Nursing."

Hello!

You gross me out by going on about me having to clean up the shit out of others and now you're asking me to go back?! Weren't you and uncle Richard the ones who said I'll never succeed? Huh?

Who's the one who doesn't know what he wants now? Just keep quiet and let me think things out ok?! Gawd!