Tuesday, October 31, 2006

halloween cum anniversary

31st of October is Halloween... and a birthday to Sangeeta's boyfriend. Happy occasions for many people, but a sad one for me. Just one year ago, on this very date and around this time, I was crying my eyes out and it went on for two straight days.

A very special someone departed this world on this very date 365 days ago. When I went to see him for the last time, he was on drips and bandages were all over his body. He couldn't walk or eat and his eyes were unresponsive to light. My dad was the first one to reach out and stroke him, followed by me. Mum was probably to devasted to continue looking at him and stood at a far corner sobbing.

As I reached out and patted his head, memories of the fun times my family shared with him came flashing back to my mind. From the day I laid my eyes on him to the day I hit him for misbehaving... it all came back to me. I was already crying by that time, and my cryings became even more visible and audible when he struggled to reach out to my hand.

I miss you alot, boy. Be happy wherever you are.. love you! Remember our song and yes, I do love you still.


Reading someone's post really made my day though... THANKS man. I really appreciate all that you've done for me these past few months. I treasure my friendship with you and Denise; all the late-night suppers, bitching sessions, impromtu outings etc. Thank you for your guidance... a huge part of my improvement is due to your neverending "ngiams". Rock on, dude!

The post:
Kim's finally dropping off the idea of resigning!
Yes!
We'll still be colleagues again!
Please don't quit ok?
We shall press on till the next opening of outlet ok?
Don't bother about those people in MS.
They're not worth our concern.
Seriously.
Just let them be.
Sooner or later, things will start to backfire.
Let him handle it.
I doubt he can handle it well.
Still.
Am very happy to hear that you are not resigning.

Kim, if you are reading this.
I wanna tell you that please don't ever leave us again ok?
I was damn upset when you called up to tell me that you are resigning.
Denise and I need you.
Lol.
You know what I mean.

It's nice knowing you.
Though we started off quite badly.
But now we are as close as siblings right? Haha.
We are not SISTERS ok.

You and Denise have brought alot of fun and laughter during my entire stay at MS.
I really appreciate everything the both of you have done for me.
In case anything happens to any of us.
Please don't be sad.
We've got to accept changes.
It's the reality of working life.
Though some changes are good and bad as well.
But everyone should move on.
If we're not moving, we will always remain stagnant.
And soon we'll be in the rubbish chute.

Once there's movement.
We're all bound to separate.
I hate to say this.
But I'm gonna miss you guys.
I really hope I have the power to make you girls stay with me.

Each of us have our pros and cons.
We'll definately split to different outlets to support the new teams.
Just hang in there k?
Be strong.
For I'll be there if you need me.
Seriously.
I really mean it.
Do approach me if anything goes wrong.
I'll try to be a good listener.
Actually I AM ONE.
But don't know why you and Denise disagree.

Oh well.
Whatever.
The point to it is that I just want you to know that I'll be there to support you if you ever need my help.
We can still meet up to have chill out sessions.
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I will press on, my friend. I will work hard and if I do get chosen to go to the new outlet, I will definately work alongside the rest to make it all a success.

Monday, October 30, 2006

Shopping spree with mates!

Ok, I've got three assignments at hand and I need to pass 'em all to Andy by the end of the week so I shall make a quick post in case I forget about it totally and a decade down the road, I'll forget all that happened on this fabulous day!

I had a 5 hour break!! (don't ask why. I'm too lazy to type it all out)

So my mates and I were hanging out by the benches outside the lecture theatre when Sangeeta suggested going for s shopping trip at either Causeway Point or Junction8. Hahaha!! Our enrolled nurse ask us out for shopping leh!! can don't go or not?! Yeaps, Junction 8 was the obvious choice lah... Moonie and Pras did go to Causeway Point though.

So we intended to take a train to Bishan cause it's FASTER but one girl was on bus concession and while we were walking to Yio Chu Kang interchange, bus 13 just drove past us. A great way to start off eh?

We DID reach J8 eventually... about, 20 minutes later?

First we headed for Esprit 'cos Sangeeta wanted to buy her bag. The whole gang was in the shop browsing through the tops and bags and I went out to look at the shoes on sale. HAHAHA! Halfway while trying on this pair of gold flats, Shidah came out of Esprit and condemned me for not asking her along to look at the shoes.

I bought the pair of flats!! Only fucking $23.90 for such good quality can?!

Sangeeta bought a black Esprit bag for $24.90 (I think) and only after she left the shop did Zaki inform her that he has the membership card

*chases Zaki with an Esprit umbrella*

But that bus concession girl benefitted! She bought the same bag as Sangeeta after a very long consideration period and she got a $5 discount hor? Tsktsk... damn lucky right? Who's this girl ah?!

NADIRAH LAH!!!!

I think yesterday was her lucky day sia! Go buy the white handbag, LAST ONE LEFT! Go buy Esprit bag, GOT DISCOUNT! While making payment at Esprit, HOSPITAL CALL AND SAY HER APPLICATION FOR SPONSORSHIP IS GRANTED! If only i had that sorta luck.

What did Shidah get then? That woman ah, went into The Body Shop and left with more than $70 worth of cosmetics and beauty products ok! She is another lucky one sia... salesgirl give her free skin revitaliser, free lengthening mascara and two gift vouchers.

WHAT ABOUT ME?! No freebie at all meh?!!
(actually got lah. Shidah gave me one of her gift vouchers. ahaha! terima kasih eh minah?)

I am very HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY!

I got new shoes! And one more BIG thing to rejoice over, I'M NO LONGER WORKING FOR THAT FAT-ASS STEVEN AT MARINA SQUARE! Hahaha! Bye-bye, you over-sized son of a cow! I'm off to work with Jasmine and Steph and *cough cough*

This time, I ain't telling people where I'm working 'cos I don't like insignificant people "walking past" and spoiling my mood entirely. I will tell you if I want to... but if I don't, forget about asking me altogether alright? It's time to pick up lil' hints here and there. Having idiots know that I used to work in MS is bad enough... no need the same to happen when I work at *cough cough*

Wednesday, October 25, 2006

FAST-FORWARD PLEASE!!

Can the end of the month please arrive like, NOW?! I am seriously in need of money for a new pair of shoes! I was walking to the lecture theatre this morning when I realised that something was flipping about beneath my right foot. I stopped mid-step, hid behind a pillar, lifted up my foot and found out that the sole of my right shoe was dangling out!!!!

MY FAVOURITE PAIR OF PEARLY WHITE FLATS!!!!

Bah! Whatever.

HAPPY bIRTHDAY, jenevieve!!!! <3<3<3

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

I dun wanna

You guys have no idea how much it pains me to type out that damned letter and seal it up. It's not to leave you people or to go after one which offers a better wage. I'm letting him know how it's his loss to take me for granted, constantly pick on me, rejecting my offer to help out and subsequently disregard me as his staff.

Lou-lou, what's the point of hanging on and staying afloat? I'm getting nowhere... How long more do I need to survive under those horrible circumstances? How many more snubs and awful gestures do I have to take in my stride? That slut threw a straw STRAIGHT AT MY FACE on one occasion. Am I supposed to stay on and let her have the pleasure of doing it multiple times? Am I supposed to slog my guts for a manager who appreciates nuts for all that I've done and sacrificed for the restaurant? Am I supposed to close one eye and let them step all over me like they've been doing so for the past few months?

I admit, I have something against that fuckface J****. Not only did she treat my pals at Bugis like her slaves, she thinks she's superior to me just because she's a full-timer and I'm not. Steven submitted her name for her to be the shift-leader of MS. Do you think I wanna work with a shithead shift-leader who doesn't know how to differentiate work from personal life? I detest her and that idiotic face she owns. But I still try my best to work with her when she and I were assigned to work at the same station. She had problems with the POS system, I helped her when she approached me for assistance. Did I receive any word of thanks? Instead of being grateful, what the hell did she do?

SHE. THREW. A. STRAW. AT. ME.

Fucking cheebye kia. You got something against me, you fucking wait till working hours are over then take it out on me like a real human being. I'll stand at the alfresco with one hand behind my back and let you take three hits. Once you're done with your moment of fame, it's my turn. Then we'll see who's the real deal alright? Don't be a coward and act like you deserve my worshipping when there are customers around and don't even dare to take a chance and look my way after they're gone!

You wanna throw a straw at me, you had better fucking have the guts to look me in the eye after that. You may have won the battle... but the war's mine for the taking.

M*******!!!! You're on a level so low, maggots seem like deities compared to you. Two-faced whore! I thought you were mature enough not to get involved with all the gossips and bad-mouthing the slut had up her sleeve but I was WRONG! You two are peas of the same pod, birds of the same flock and women with the same kind of vibe.

Oh no, I take that back. It's more like "Women with the same kind of dysfunctioned braincells".

Both of you are in your twenties. Start acting like the grown-ups you're expected to be, please. It'd be so embarrassing to lose out to teens like the three of us when it comes to work attitude, public relations and even the most basic, MANNERS!

Saturday, October 21, 2006

Freaky Friday

School was pleasant, as usual, until NR0608's mentor met us to discuss something about our sub-groups. Well, our sub-groups REMAIN AS IT IS! No amount of complains of "unfairness" is gonna break my sub-group up. Or any of the other two sub-groups who're happy as they are. WE REMAIN AS WE ARE!!

Blast that sheman.

Skipped psychology lecture (omg!! I must be mad!!) and took a train to town to meet an old pal. Guess who I saw onboard the train, sitting all alone?

BRIAN!!!!!! It's been a long time since I've really had the chance to speak to him. Although we're both in the same school, I seldom bump into him and even when I do occasionally, he'd be with his group of friends. Anyway, he agreed to meet up for lunch or roti-prata at Jalan Kayu SOON!

That cousin of mine is the Wade Robson of the family, I suppose. Hahaha! He told me, "I have a dancer's body. Not too big, not too small... just nice! So.... any nice girls to intro me?"

-_-"

Forever asking me to intro chiobus to him. Ah well, we'll see!

Check out these two videos of him and his mates shaking their asses at MOS and NYP's Dance Theatre. Look out for Brian Benitez (he got same last name as Liverpool's manager leh! Cool right?!). I gotta say Jerry and Faisal are da bombs of the second video... but Brian, I still love you just as much! hahaha! Good luck for your audition next year; I PROMISE TO GET "mesmerized".



At MOS

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hy04zrrxub8&mode=related&search=


NYP's Dance theatre

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JGptjtDqh-8&mode=related&search=


The evening at Singapore Arts cafe is definately something different for me. What was I doing there with Denise anyway? To watch Emmanuel perform and he did impress me with two Justin Timberlake songs; Rock your body and Sexyback. Sweet!

After Emm left the stage, this other guy went up to perform. As he was playing the guitar, I noticed he looked very familiar and his name did ring a bell. Turns out that it was my old Primary School buddy, Cashvin! My gawd... he looks more beefy now as compared to the scrawny lil' kid back in 1997.

Left the place at 9pm cause the owner of the cafe has a curfew.

Yes, you heard me right. The owner is a 15 year old girl who sings there every friday from 7-9pm! She's 15 and she has her own cafe??! I WANT ONE TOO! I'm 18; I deserve MORE than a cafe with glass panels, a barista's corner and posh furniture. Ergh!! Some people just have all the luck. Me? Mediocre luck.





JUST KIDDING!!! I do feel envious of her for having millionaire parents but I'm contented with what I have. Hee~

Lou-lou, Den and I then headed for some restaurant at Cineleisure for dinner/supper. Cheese baked pasta sure fills my tummy and satisfies my tastebuds. I'M GONNA HAVE MORE OF IT!

Bitched with those two about work and certain idiots. Bloody Louis made me all emo once again. ARGHHH!!!! Because of those two, I had to ask my dad if I could have permission to stay out late! And when I say late, I mean real late. I reached home at 4.30am after a very freaky and unforgetful journey back.

Having a short holiday right now... planning to go for another tan cause my bronze skin-tone is fading off. Nope, I will not be seen with pale skin! Did I mention how much I hate being "fair"? Being tanned makes anyone look healthier whereas being fair makes a person look... well... physically frail. So, I thank God for making me the only one in the family who's naturally tanned. Huahahaha!

Happy holidays, everyone! Toodles!

Thursday, October 19, 2006

SOMEONE hates NR0608

"went sch early again..so went 2 buy brkfast..heehee..
i bought my fav. jap panda biscuits(1.6$)..=)..with a packet of milk(0.9$)..
eat outside lab..lalax..nice brkfast..XDD..
oya..i told sl tt i dun hav a sub-grp..
she say she'll put me in sub-grp 4..omg la..
2 china 2 myammar n 1 retainee n me..do u think it will work out?
freak off..it will just tell me tt i m gonna get all f fer ica..
anw i dun wanna gif a fuking damn anwmore..
i feel like telling e mentor abt their arrangement 4 sub-grp..
hate e class more n more each day..=X..
i cant believe this..deep inside my heart i feel like crying bcoz of this class..
kaes..no1 will understand hw i feel..aft all..i m juz a nobody.."


Now who wrote that bunch of NONSENSE?

I have to be one of the most (if not THE most) unlucky sucker. I was early for school yesterday, so I was sitting at the benches outside the labs listening to Amy Lee of Evanescence when this SOMEONE came by, SAT ON THE SAME BENCH AS ME and ate her bloody cheapskate breakfast.

There are two benches outside the clinical labs. The one I was occupying was at the far end and the other one, which is nearer to the direction from which she came from, was UNOCCUPIED! Why must sit at the same place as me ah? CAN'T YOU TELL THAT THE LOOK ON MY FACE SHOWS THAT I DON'T WANNA BE SEEN WITHIN 5 METRES OF YOU?!

Only know how to spoil my morning. Ergh!

This person also mentions that she "dun hav a sub-grp". I can tell you VERY FRANKLY why nobody picked her voluntarily to do groupworks with them.

Reason: She has no sense of responsibilty!!!

For the first semester, she was the leader of one group. Poor things!! I also know for a fact that this group planned to do a powerpoint presentation for Module 1027 and during group discussions, they would use this idiot's laptop.

Side-note: OF COURSE USE HER LAPPY LAH! SHE WAS THE ONLY ONE IN THE GROUP THAT HAD A LAPTOP AT THAT POINT OF TIME WHAT!!

This person is fully aware that the group relies on her 100% for the provision of her laptop. But on the day of presentation, SHE DIDN'T BRING IT TO SCHOOL.

Andy then asked her, "Xiao jie, are you aware that it's our ICA (in-course assessment) presentation today?"

The moron simply just shrugged and said something like, since nobody told her that she has to bring her laptop, she don't bring lor. Moreover, she would be having a camp after school... so it's a good thing that she never bring her mini-comp along.

*breathes deeply*



YOU WANT THIS KINDA GROUPMATE OR NOT?! Tell me!!!

Although she was the leader, she never did anything productive for the group. IT WAS ALWAYS ANDY WHO PLANNED WHEN TO HAVE MEETINGS AND SAVED HER ASS TIME AND TIME AGAIN FROM FAILING. Andy did not demand to have the title of leader under his belt; all he hoped for was that the group do well for their presentations.

But did SOMEONE appreciate all that he did? NO.

As if not thanking him for his hard work and dedication wasn't bad enough, she actually told Moonie that she DESPISED Andy because he is still taking monthly allowances from his parents whereas those younger than him are working for their own spending money.

People take $$$ from his parents your problem ah? YOU ALSO TAKING MONEY FROM YOUR MUM RIGHT?!

Who wants people like that in their group sia? Ungrateful! backstabbing! irresponsible! immature! disorganised! Who is STUPID enough to want this kinda groupmate?

Since none of the groups want her, she went to tell that class leader that she doesn't have a sub-group. Class leader put her in a group with alot of foreigners. Now she not happy, go complain to Mentor.

Cheebye McNugget!!!

You complain got no sub-group; we give you sub-group, you ALSO COMPLAIN.

We all know your real reason for complaing to Mdm Chin. It is not because of "unfair arrangement" of sub-groups. You're not that noble to stand up for the foreign students. It's because you're unwilling to work with them as a result of your discrimination towards the girls from China and our new coursemate, Nathan.

What "retainee" are you talking about?! Nathan is NOT a "retainee". He just has to repeat his previous semester because he missed his examimations due to his hospitalisation!!! He did not join our class because he failed a major exam but because he MISSED his paper due to AN ILLNESS!

I may not have a very good relationship with Chen Ke, Lu Kai, Zi Yu and Mary... but I know very well that working with them will NOT result anyone in getting Fs for ICAs. Faggot!!

Don't go to Mdm Chin and tell her Robin Hood stories about how the locals don't wanna mix with the foreigners and cast them aside. Says who we don't mix with the foreign students?! Sangeetha's group has Huimin (China). My group has Yvonne (Myanmar). Theresa's group has got Lin Chen (China). THINK BEFORE YOU BLURT OUT NONSENSE CAN?!

Face it; the MAIN reason of you going to the Mentor was so she would jumble up the groups and you'll end up in a group with locals who're competent and therefore, you can just sit back, relax and not do much work (just like how you slacked in semester one).

Here's a huge FUCK OFF to you.

Monday, October 16, 2006

FIRST DAY OF SEMESTER 2

My first lesson of the day was a tutorial with Bella Tan and it started at 9am.






















I woke up at 8.56am















Obviously I skipped her lesson ENTIRELY lor. Took my own sweet time to get ready, strolled into the block of Health Science and proceeded to purchase my notes for the new semester.

So while I was queuing up, I received an sms from Shidah that said, "hey gal, are you aware that we start school today?"

HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Despite oversleeping, missing out my very first tutorial with Miss Tan and leaving her with a very bad impression (oh shit!), I am very, very,very pleased to announce that I HAVE A WHOLE NEW SUB-GROUP!!! No more lazy monkeys to deal with and there's no longer a need for me to communicate with a chicken and a duck.

Hopefully we'll get straight As for our ICAs this semester instead of straight Bs.

Andy and Yvonne, WELCOME!!!


Andrew and I were working at BJ last Saturday. But I didn't have as much fun because Nicky wasn't around and I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS HOSPITALISED UNTIL MAG TOLD ME ABOUT HER ADMISSION TO TTSH!!

Nicky!! You silly girl, why never tell me?!! Take care of yourself ok? We'll meet up again REAL SOON! Wishing you a speedy recovery and as always, loads of love from me!!

Noel and I were in Section B for the night. A real fun guy to work with; full of enthusiasm and humour. HAHAHAHA!! Just thinking back makes me crack up with laughter. Noel, Noel, Noel... now I know exactly how Nicky feels when I make her laugh non-stop. Stomach cramp very painful one leh!

For closing, I was assigned to mop the floor.


How long has it been since I last mopped a floor huh?

Erm, not very long lah... about.... 10 months (before I went to MS)? I lost my skill of mopping BJ entirely. So I mopped Section B first because it was already closed but I forgot that Darcy had yet to put the chilli sauce and ketchups back at Section B and yes, I had to mop that area ONCE MORE!

Then I mopped under the golden seats of Section A, the area at table 23 and under all the remaining booth seats at Section C... only to have to mop those areas again and again and again either because that idiot Andrew was practicing tap-dancing or Darcy went to put back the chilli/ketchup.

I hate mopping!!!!!!!!!

I was so frustrated that the area I've already mopped kept getting stepped on that I picked up the mop, pointed it directly at Andrew's nose and threatened to disfigure him with it if he dared leave his footprints onmy mopped area one more time. He said he'd stop. Afterwhich, I began complaining that I DETEST MOPPING because it is a neverending job!!!! You mop, people step, you mop, they step again, you mop one more time, they still go and step.

FRUSTRATING OR NOT?!!

Then admist my complains and lashings and "tears of sorrow", Andrew said, "Complain so much for what lah you! Got Noel to help you mop mah..."

I turned around and indeed, Noel was helping me mop the whole of Section C.

At that point of time, he was like my saviour!! For real ok! Not to mention, he was the one that kept me awake throughout the night with his constant nonsensing, he helped me prepare the water for mopping and then HE'S HELPING ME WITH THE MOPPING EVEN WHEN HE'S DONE SWEEPING THE FLOOR?!

Now I know why Nicky, Kelly and Carol were telling me so much about Noel before I met him. Saying he's very fun to be with, very nice person etc.

NOW I UNDERSTAND!!

Shirleen, BB is the place where you'll meet the nicest people who'll turn out to be life-long friends! MUST JOIN US OK?!

Thursday, October 12, 2006

In Ward 42

I'm enjoying it all! I really am! Still wondering why many of my peers were telling me that attachment in the hospital is crazy, extremely busy, stressful, tiring etc.

Really that bad meh? (Gabriel was at a loss for words when I told him I enjoyed my first week of attachment).

A new patient was being admitted on Saturday, I think. When I first saw her on Monday, I felt like crying after seeing the state that she was in; on NGT feeding, both hands swollen due to water retention, bruises on right upper limb, unable to speak, first stage pressure ulcer on right knee.

She's still fighting on hard to survive though. And I was permitted to attempt my very first NGT feeding on this particular patient. Her maid has been real helpful too! Telling me to remain calm while pouring the feeds into the tube and while doing the aspiration. This is the sort of maid worth paying for. Not that other maids are inferior to her, but she stays by the old lady's bedside day and night! Plus, she craps with me ALOT during my shift so many thumbs up for her!

The patient whom I did my case study on has been discharged. Yvonne (Tan) and I are missing her like crazy!! I've heard dozens of stories about patients who're fussy and unpleasant to work with, but this patient is one in a million; very understanding and obliging.

I'm bad at taking blood pressure results; everyone's aware of this. So when Mrs Chia asked me to take TPR and BP for someone, I picked this patient without hesitation. It's not that I'm taking advantage of her kindness or anything, but I knew for a fact that I would screw up my first BP reading and would have to retake it. If I were to keep pumping air into the arm-band for someone else, he/she would've definately blown up in my face cause of all the discomfort. But not this lovely patient of mine. All she did was lay on her bed, took deep breaths, encouraged me on and when Mrs Chia left, she told me, "Girl, if you're unclear about anything, must ask your lecturer... that way, you'll learn better."

I shall remember those words for a long, long time.

Erm, this entry abit too emo hor? Ok, time to let loose and get into some bitching!

I ABSOLUTELY HATE, HATE, HATE THIS ONE STAFF NURSE WHO'S SUCH AN ATTENTION SEEKER!

Yeah, yeah! My coursemates and I are on our very first posting and we know nuts about certain routines and procedures. Our fault ah? We've only been in this course for ONE SEMESTER! How much do you expect us to know?

I am so beginning to hate people who place satellite-high expectations on me.

As I was saying, this nurse (let's call her J) is fucking annoying! During role-calls, she would be standing right in front of us, first year students, and showing that I-know-alot-of-nursing-procedures-and-I-have-thick-makeup-on-my-face-to-cover-my-chickenpox-marks expression WHICH I SIMPLY CAN'T TOLERATE! Tak cantik nak step jambu eh? Tak pass lah bongok!

Here's something which you all should know; I do not puton make-up or use contact lenses during attachment. Hey, it's an eight hour shift and I'm there to WORK and LEARN! So my hair's not waxed, I'm in my orange specs, my freckles and outbreaks are visible... AND I LOOK LIKE A TOTAL DISASTER!

So on Monday, I was on the same shift as J (can I be anymore unlicky?!) and some Advanced Diploma assholes. I was standing at the corner of the nurses' station, flipping through the assignment book and MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS, when the three adv. diploma asses took pleasure in laughing at my appearance.

How did they notice me, I don't know. Maybe my specs were too outstanding or my outbreaks too obvious or simply because I WAS TOO UGLY!!

Whatever the reason was, I want to be ugly, I problem right? They laugh at me and make fun of my specs still not enough leh! Must exclaim loudly, "Eh, J, why you today never wear your that pair of specs ah?" and J replied very spontaneously, "Why? Want me to look like old mother hen mah?"

Nabeh! These people do nothing but spol my overall impression of PROFESSIONAL NURSES. I'm surprised that this week's batch of advanced diploma students are so different from last week's. The previous group were more helpful and took time off their duties to guide us. This current group? I don't see them in the ward all that often. maybe they spend half their time in the changing room, applying more powder to their noses to cover up their zits and moles. Sickening.

Another incident that caused even more bad blood between J and I was when Mrs Chia asked me to take the case sheet on the patient whom I was doing my assignment on and she went through it with me; showing me where to look for the patient's allergies, medical diagnosis, reason(s) for admission etc.

So once we were done, I took the case sheet back to the rack and miss nurse J who happened to be my in-charge for the day (did I ever tell you I'm the most unlucky dike ever?) asked in a very sarcastic tone, "Which case sheet of mine do you wanna take with you this time round?"

EH! What do you mean by "take"?! Case sheet belongs to you ah?! I have an assignment on hand at the moment and it was my lecturer who wanted to discuss it with me! So who should I listen to now? hmm? My lecturer who has a degree in Nursing or an ordinary staff nurse with a measly salary and only a diploma in health science? The choice is obvious. Two more reason to pick my lecturer over you:

1) She owns traits which a nurse SHOULD have and

2) she's gonna be the one that grades me

Want me to act goody-goody with you? What do I get at the end of the day? A fake smile from you?! tsk.

You suck. And so do those three cina advanced dip. students (one of whom has a fucking dark mole on her right cheek just above her lip and yes, she looks like a prostitute.)

Now, it's time for some bimbo-ing!

A very cute medical student from NUS started work at the hospital around the same time as us. He's CUTE alright!!! He likes smoked salmon sandwiches from Delifrance... hahahaha!!

AND HE SPOKE TO ME!!! Whee!!! That's something to rejoice about.

But the sad thing about him speaking to me was only to ask if I knew where the blood cultural bottles were. -_-" I look like I know meh? Nvm.

Wei Hsin and I were desperately trying to read his name-tag. But for some reason or another ah, his name-tag is either very crooked (so can only see the surname) or pinned on too low (hidden behind shirt pocket).

I vented my frustrations to Yvonne T. about not being able to get the Doc.'s name and Yvonne said, "Which doctor? That one ah? Aiyah, his name is Mark Tan."

HOW SHE KNOW HIS NAME?!!! OMG!!!

Mark Tan. Mark Tan. Mark Tan. Mark Tan. Mark Tan.

Last Friday, Doctor Tan was supposed to draw blood from this cute little old gentleman from room 5. I was at the nurses' station listening to Sister Barbara's "speech" when I released Nadirah and Wei Hsin were nowhere in sight. I went to look for them and found them in Room 5 with the cute doctor who was trying his utmost best to draw blood! Hahaha! His hands were shivering as he tried to locate the vein, his face was drenched with perspiration and there was a drop hanging on the tip of his nose!!!!!

WAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After three tries, he was still unable to get the amount of blood he wanted and this Burmese staff nurse came into the room, saw his face all drenched and exclaimed a very loud "WAH!!!" then proceeded on to laugh.

She volunteered to draw out the blood and SHE MANAGED TO DO IT IN ONE TRY! The cute doctor was going, "Alright man! Erm, is there anything I can do for you? Ok, I help you clear all the wrappers".

Darn hilarious! Usually it's the doctor that does the drawing of blood and the nurse clears up after him. But this time round, it's on the contrary. LoL!

Working afternoon shift later on. Dang! Can only leave at 9pm (I so hope I don't have to work with J). Byebye!

Saturday, October 07, 2006

PETTY MEN (like Steven) should

They should really pick up a bamboo pole, attempt to fill their throats with it and proceed on to walk the crowded streets of Orchard to let others ridicule them further.

I'm sure many of you have read what went on with that oversized, hairless fuckface last Saturday. He's the manager mah... surely got upper-hand one right? At most I cry till my mascara all ruin only mah... at most the other full-timers stop hanging out with me only mah... at most he'll make life hell for me in the coming weeks mah.

This morning I called the outlet to ask what time is my shift and Joseph (the one who answered) the phone said that my name was not on the list. Louis is working at 3, Denise at 12 and even newcomer Yu Jun's name was written there. But my name? According to Joseph, he couldn't find it no matter how he flipped and serached.

NVM.

Joseph is known to be a blur cock. So maybe, just maybe, Steven wrote my name in a font so minute that nobody could read and everyone might think that I have quit Billy Bombers and he would have the last laugh.

I called Lenus (assistant manager) and questioned him why my name wasn't included along with the rest of the part-timers because I recall very clearly that I sent Fuckface an sms about my scehdule for this week. Lenus said he wasn't sure about it and he found it peculiar too because it's impossible that I wouldn't work on Saturday.

Fuckface Steven deliberately left me out, I guess. All in what? To make me feel left out? To make known how you feel about working with me? To prove to others that they would suffer the same fate if anyone of them dared to challenge you? Hahaha! Guess what lumpy ass? It ain't working.

It might be embarrassing to be humiliated by you and have my working hours shortened. But it ain't gonna stop me from being thick-skinned and going all the way to know why I am not given a chance to work. Humiliation won't kill me. It might reduce the height of my already sky-high ego but IT WILL NEVER DESTROY ME. You hear? So don't let your wedding bells ring jubilantly just yet... I've got a huge surprise for you once you return from your wedding vacation.

Remember: I will ALWAYS have the last laugh.

And this is just the beginning of a lot more that's to come. You're gonna see me rebel, you're gonna hear me questioning you alot more often, you're gonna see how I shove shit directly at your fuckface and you're gonna witness how I stand firm no matter how deep a hole you dig and bury me in it.

Quoting from our Minister Mentor, he said he will "Rise up from the grvae" if Singapore ever falls into deep shit.

Yes Steven, I will definately come out of the hole you've dug entirly dirtless and you WILL see how much crap I am able to take. Stay happy for as long as it would last; cause it ain't gonna last long.

Never forget: I will ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS be the one who laughs the last. Directly in your face.

Friday, October 06, 2006

In the midst of attachment

Five days of attachment are over and done with, left with another five more days. My time at the hospital has been pleasant so far; no severe errors, no trouble with patients, no conflicts with staff nurses. The only thing that causes me to cough my lungs out is when I enter the disposal room to empty bedpans and wash them. Smelling the excrement of renal patients is just... oh my... the horrors!!

I really wanna thank Mrs Chia for being so patient with all of us; so encouraging and positive.

There are a couple of patients whom I sincerely hope recover asap. That few ladies in room 6 (Bed 8, I hope I never see you again!), the cute little old man in room 5 and erm, many others lah!

School reopens in a week and this time, may I be more serious and dedicated.

It's back to hell tomorrow. I do question myself, "Why am I still hanging on?!". The reason why I went job-hunting in the first place was to keep myself occupied during my vacation and earn some pocket money. If I found the job too stressful or not to my liking, all I have to do is tender my resignation.

After what Steven did last week, I no longer see a need for me to work so hard for him anymore. All my efforts go unappreciated and my performance is never good enough no matter how hard I try. I'm forever behind the full-timers; inferior to them and lacking in experience. Oh, whatever.

I'm just crossing my fingers that the transferring of staff happens SOON. I don't know how long more I can stay afloat... I seriously don't know. I really need to go on a break... I so wanna throw my bowtie and apron at Steven and walk away. But a promise made is a promise kept. Just a few more months, Kim. Hang on.


You're still deeply etched in my mind. Get lost! I don't wanna see you ever again as well!

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Dear Mr Steven,

As a part-time staff who has been around in BB longer than your hair can grow, I daresay that I am greatly insulted by what you did to me on the 30th of September 2006 (which happens to be Pete's 16th birthday. Why do you ALWAYS have to spoil my mood ah? Fucker.)

So you left me "in-charge" of Station C last night.

May I be so daring as to know why you made me the head of the back stations? Is it because I'm more senior that Roy, Joseph and Yu Jun? Or because you were pushing responsibilities onto me so that I'll make severe mistakes and you'll have more reasons to make life difficult for me, the divine Goddess?

ANYWAY!

The female *censored* at table 37 was pissed because her order-taker (not me!) did not inform her about the 20% discount off appetisers promotion. Therefore, she received the 20% discount and she wasn't able to use her vouchers to get a 50% discount off her total nett bill.

My fault that she's unaware of our promotion?

You told me to explain to her that she is not eligible to use those damned vouchers, and I did. She was pissed, naturally. I don't blame her for it because if I were in her shoes, I'd be pissed as well. She wanted me to remove the 20% deduction from her bill so she could use her vouchers to receive a 50% discount instead.

Here's the deal:

I told her I wasn't sure if I could do that for her because I AM NOT TRAINED AS A CASHIER (since you are limiting my abilities at work). So since I am unaware of whether such a thing was possible, I distinctively told her that I had to check it out with you first, because only the Manager could make such decisions.

I approached you, you went to the *censored*'s table and she told you God knows what. Afterwhich, you asked me to go to the alfresco where you accused me of being rude to the *censored* and that I told her it was impossible to remove the 20% discount and replace it with the 50% discount. As if accusing me of something which practically everyone in BB knows I WILL NOT DO isn't bad enough, you refused to listen to my side of the story and despite my pleading of asking you to hear me out, you ordered me back into the restaurant to "continuing doing whatever you're doing".

We are in the service line. It is our job to serve customers and look after their needs. That, I thoroughly understand. But YOU, as a manager, it is also your duty to look after your staff and not try to please your fucking customers at their (the staffs') expense.

Is it so important for you to get into the good graces of customers? So what if they enoy your service and everything? Customers judge you from what you are on the outside. We, the people who work our asses off for you, see through your inside. It is easy for any sucker to be superficial, show a smiley face and go, "Yes ma'am, whatever you say ma'am!". But at the end of the day, what's the point of being nice to people whom YOU DON'T KNOW and being an ass to those who're willing to give up their weekends to help you?

Can it be because customers give you money (nett sales, GST, service charge) whereas you have to give me money (monthly salaries)???

Let me tell you something, and I pray it gets stuck in that hollow head of yours, the world DOES NOT revolve around money. Money can make your outlet the top earning one of the night but so what? It can't buy you respect (and that's something you'll never receive from Den, Lou-lou and I). Understand?! No? Oh, I forgot, your head's hollow. Moving on....

It's bad enough that you refused to listen to my side of the story (it takes two hands to clap, doesn't it?), you had to open your big, stinking, decayed mouth and spill the incident to Lenus. Hey, you heard only half the story from the *censored* and you ASSume that it's right ah? What kind of perception will Lenus have of me sia? I may not be on good terms with you (hallelujah!) but that deson't mean you have to go around tarnishing my reputation with others. Son-of-a-jackal!

I, the person who gave that *censored* her bill got scolded. THE WHAT ABOUT THE IDIOT WHO TOOK HER ORDER? Doesn't he/she deserve to get reprimanded for not informing the guest about the promotion?!! Fair or not, huh? FAIR OR NOT?!!!!!!!!!

I have a confession to make; I broke down and cried after that. Not because you were angry with me, but because I wasn't given a chance to defend myself and I was insulted to the max.

Let's just think about the logics ok, let's just think about it for a second. For the 10 months that I've been a waitress, have I ever received any comments or feedback from customers that I was rude/impatient/service not up to expectations? NO! So if I wasn't rude to customers who ask for T-bone steak to be half medium-rare half well-done, what makes this *censored* so special that I have to be unprofessional towards her?

Logical or not? You don't understand cause your head is hollow? I tell you now, IT IS LOGICAL LIKE FUCK!

You chose to put me in-charge of Station C, no problem. Also not my first time mah. But your actions sometimes contradict each other. You have high expectations of me because I'm a senior, you expect me to set a good example for the juniors to follow, you expect me to treat each and every customer like I owe them my life, you expect and expect and expect ALOT from me. Why ah? Cause I'm experienced right? If so, why are you limiting my abilities? Why aren't you training me in the bar and officially announcing me as a barista since you EXPECT SO MUCH FROM ME?

I DON'T CARE HOW HOLLOW YOUR HEAD IS NOW, IT MAKES ONE HELL OF A LOT OF SENSE.

I don't know if you detest working with me or anything, but you always let me work for very minimal hours. I give you 12-3/5-closing for saturdays (WEEKEND NO NEED PEOPLE MEH?) but you only let me work from 5.30-closing. Then I volunteer to work on Sunday but NO, you wouldn't let me. During my examination period, you were calling me non-stop to ask me to work. Now I sacrifice my weekends and my soccer matches to earn bloody $5/hr and work for you but you don't appreciate it. Can you kindly eff off?

I am starting to visualise how someone with your size can literally fuck off. Omg, all those wobbles and jiggles and bounces. EW!!!!!

Seriously, my dearest manager, I hope you FUCK OFF AND DIE!

FUCK OFF AND DIE!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't care how you die, may it be high cholesterol, diabetes mellitus, stroke, cancer, vericella, AIDS, avian flu, influenza, tubercolosis, heart attack or get run down by a 300 tonne truck, AS LONG AS YOU JUST DIE, I'm a lucky girl.

Oh yeah, another way you can choose to die is:
Next week, during your wedding (my god! that woman fancies you? gross!), may terrorists lose control of their hijacked planes and crash into the hotel where you and your wife-to-be are sipping champagne. And holy-moo-moo-cow, you WILL die with your tongue stucked out and I will laugh at you cause YOU DIED A VIRGIN! wahahahaha!!

Sincerely yours,
-Kim-