Sunday, April 29, 2007

I'm sorry I'm not perfect

You don't wanna be welcomed to my life. I'm pretty much messed up these days and the reasons for me being messed up is pretty much unknown. It sucks being me now... no, it's not school, it's not my social circle, it's not work commitments (yesterday was my last day. yay!), it's definately not BGR... but my family this time round.

I don't know how to explain it all but there are times when I sit down at the dining table with dad, mum, sis and I feel that I don't belong in this household. It just comes to me out of the blue! I haven't argued with my parents for quite sometime now, sis and I aren't getting into anymore (physical) fights.. so why am I feeling this way?

Don't wanna type too much out here because sis reads my blog.

As confused as I may be right now, I can tell you for certain that one day, when my parents eventually leave me and my sister, I won't get a single dime from them. It'll all be inherited by someone else; someone whom my dad loves more than me.

What can I say? Serves me right lor.

Ok, getting really emo now, so I'm just gonna ask God where is he and I'll end it here. Those buggers who're gonna go, "Ha! Your God has forsaken you because you're not a true Christian", please shut up, get lost and STAY LOST. Now's not the time to agitate me any further.


God, WHERE ARE YOU?!

The rest of the human population are Your creations, I'm Your mistake. My life's a joke, the things that I do are jokes, I am a joke. Forgive me for the bluntness and disrespect, but whenever I'm in times of need, you're on a roadtrip. *sigh* Can't blame you for ignoring my pleas lah... can't blame anyone for the current state that I'm in. Won't be turning suicidal anytime (Mr A, you can relax now). That'll be so cowardly.

You were the one who gave me life (though it may be a mistake), so if anyone's gonna rob me of my last breath, it's gotta be You. But I'm still living so You must have a pretty darn good reason for it. Care to tell me the reason for my living? It doesn't seem to be doing mankind any good... just adding onto the demanding of resources that the world will soon run out of. Pathetic life that I'm leading. RAH!

I WANNA GO ON A PERMANENT VACATION! <-- please grant me my wish!!

In the name of the Father, Son and the Holy ghost; Amen!










The loser who misused the name of Jesus and Mother Mary in C's blog, watch your balls.. He's prolly gonna send a whole army of termites to gnaw it off your groin. Ouch! I wouldn't wanna know how it feels like to get bitten in between the legs and then witnessing my genital fall to the ground.

Thursday, April 26, 2007

Oh, for heaven's sake

I got BUSTED for the 63412559790272517485962412 time!!!









-I don't care about the $$$. take it and let me go!-

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Insecure, lonesome self.

All I need is to know that I belong somewhere, some place. The feeling of emptiness within me is undescribably scary. The silence that comes to me every night leaves me with wild thoughts churning in my head over and over again. With the environment being so quiet, it's actually deafening. Yes, you heard me. THE SILENCE IS DEAFENING!

Whatever I've had before is gone, lost and can never be found. I took a shot at it and I backed out halfway. The opportunity is no longer there and making amends now isn't gonna change anything. The more I try to make up for it, the more I feel disappointed for taking things for granted.

Look around you, how many people are there who walk around with smiles or grins on their faces?

Look deeper within them; notice anyone with an unexposed torned heart or shattered dreams?

What is my reason for being here? To be mocked at? To undergo humiliating circumstances and have people laugh at me for being a loser? Or am I simply planted in this situation to suffer?

There seems to be a rather huge problem with me; I can't cry anymore. The tears won't flow out as easily as they used to. It's like as though my tear glands vanished overnight. Or maybe, as someone told me, it's a sign from God; I've cried on way too many occasions over such incidents back then and it's time to put a stop to it all.

Distractions!! I need tonnes of 'em right now.

I should get myself into trouble more often these days. Being a "good girl" is no fun!! If I stepped on my dad's head, maybe he'd send me somewhere else where I can start anew. That's exactly what I yearn for at this moment!! A new home, a new life, a new start to everything. Forget about this current life and the problems it is being filled with. I want a new me and I want it now!

Shut it out, Kim. SHUT IT ALL OUT! The possibility of it happening is smack right next to impossible. I need an over-dosage of strawberries to make my breathing come to a halt.

Dad and Mum - Thank you for the love
Li'l Sis - Thanks for the constant torments
Granny, Grandma - Forever you'll be in my tiny heart
1st aunt & uncle - Praise be to the both of you
My adorable nephews - Grow in the path of wisdom
Cousins - Live like you've never lived before
Friends (whom I have nothing against) - Reach for the stars and live your dreams
Friends (whom I simply can't stand the sight of) - Die!

My songpiece is written, the orchestra plays on, the musical comes to an end, the audience applauds, I trip whilst onstage and fall into a sleep so deep, no known revival method can wake me up.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Busy, busy bee!

I so take back my words on why life as a tertiary student rocks in the previous post! My timetable for this first semester SUCKS to the core!! It's totally packed up to the max; really demanding and extremely tiring!

Let's see, in Year 1, the latest time that my tutorial group was being released was at 5pm. Now, it's 8-frickin'-pm!!! Others would be having their dinners, lazing on their couches and watching tv while I'll be stoning onboard the bus, on my way home. I'll most probably only reach home at 8.30 though.

The first day of school went by pretty slowly. Shidah, Jue, Nad and I had to queue up for 1 hour to purchase our notes. 1 HOUR!! And it's only to buy lecture notes... not buying Hello Kitty from McDonalds! Needless to say, we were late for our very first tutorial but the lecturer excused us cause it's day number one.

And then I found out that 3 students from another batch joined our tutorial group. I just don't get it. Why is it everytime some student has to retake a module, he/she will be placed in my group? Even the lecturer commented that our group is one of the largest groups around. The two guys that joined our class are quite alright (apart from the fact that they talk non-stop. haha!). The same can't be said for the new minah of NR0608 though. She was very, very late for class (came in way after the 3 girls and I were seated), she didn't greet the lecturer and the best part is, she can still slowly cat-walk to her seat.

The first thing I said to Shidah when the newbie entered was, "Wah! You got competition already" and I proceeded on to yell, "Go Shidah, go Shidah, go, go, go Shidah!". I received a knock on my head for creating such a din.

It's only the third day of school and my schedule is tight!! My sub-group members and I have already started doing research for our presentation on (amongst the many other things) Coronary Artery Disease. Presentation date is in four weeks' time so we're rushing like crazy loons now. Four hours of meeting tomorrow afternoon for two modules. *whistles*

I took up Leadership Studies. So far, I only know Zaki's taking the same elective as me. WHO ELSE CHOSE THIS MODULE FOR EXTRA CREDIT HUH?! Shidah and Jue took Statistics while Nad opted for Management... sad, lonely me!

I gotta go prepare my scripts for tomorrow's discussion now. Ugh! Super tired, super hungry and super moody now!

Monday, April 16, 2007

OMG!

School officially reopens in approximately nine and a half hours' time. Four weeks seem to have past by so quickly. In my very humble opinion, four short weeks of vacation is NOT enough! This is one disadvantage about being a Nursing student; three weeks of your semestral holidays get taken up for attachments immediately after exams.

I'll be in Year 2 once I step inside my school. Kinda scary though... one year has gone by in the blink of an eye. Age is catching up on me!!

I was having this conversation with Matt (Clara's friend) the last time I met him and we were comparing Secondary School life to Poly life.


A few of the many reasons as to why I'd choose Poly life over Secondary School life:

1) No weekend homework; which means I do not have to go into a panic attack on Sunday nights when I suddenly realise I've not touched my assignments.

2) I need not wake up at 5.30am every weekday morning.

3) In Poly, I'm having fun most of the time. In other words, the days go by extremely quickly and before I know it, it's the weekends!

4) No such thing as Spot Check

5) I can style my hair in which ever way I like, wear whatever I want and bring food along with me wherever I go.

6) Can use handphone within school premises.

7) I don't need to spend money on textbooks, assessments, TYS. Just get the lecture notes, study whatever's in there and you'll pass your exams.

8) Secondary School has only one canteen. My current school has McDonalds, Splash & Decker, Grinning Gecko, Food Junction, North Canteen, South Canteen.

9) THERE'S AN OLYMPIC POOL!

10) My favourite reason of all; there's an aircon in every room I go to for tutorials. =p

And last but not least,

11) There's nobody to keep reminding Hajar and I to address him as "Your Geographical Majesty" or "Your Linguistic Highness".

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Meeting Shidah and Jue before lessons start to purchase our notes. haiz... wonder how long we have to queue up this time round.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

I'm not in a good mood

Thank heavens I came into this world as a human being; one who's educated and civilised. Cause if I were to be a panther on the loose, with this massive bitch fit, I'd claw any passing stranger and salivate at the sound of his/her flesh tearing!


Two things that pissed me off:

-Someone whom I thought was my friend but just turned around and stabbed me in the back

-Fucked up customers who ask for the sky and expect everything to go their way. If you don't give in to them, they accuse you of being "inflexible" and "ridiculous".

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I'm not gonna blog about this "friend" of mine. You know who you are and you know very well what you did.

You're nothing but a fake! I hope the devil finds some other soul to drag along to hell for the time being, cause at the rate that you're going, there's no doubt you'll end up there eventually. I wanna be there to witness him pulling you away from your loved ones as you cry on helplessly.

Get these words into your mishapened head, you canniving, loathesome, conceited, incompetent, retarded mongrel!

You already have a life, so I'm not gonna ask you to go get one. But I am gonna instruct you to live it the way a human should and not how a beast would!

And on account that we were friends once, I hereby wish you bon voyage as you fuck off to your grave and have the maggots feast on your remains.

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I hate dumb customers.

They are so stupid, I feel like a complete idiot myself when I take down their orders. I mean, I'm only a regular staff. I can't change the foodstuffs for you as and when you ask me to! Small little changes like switching the creamed spinach to coleslaw is alright but not to the extent of switching that will cause the company to go bust lah!

I so wanna castrate the bloody middle-aged ang moh dude and gauge the eyeballs out of his cina girlfriend.

The brainless man doesn't understand me when I told him that set meals are strictly standardised and I am not able to give him a coke light as his drink. True, usually my manager will let these people have a coke light if they insist of having one but he was busy talking to someone at that moment and it's not logical for me to interrupt their conversation halfway through just to ask about a fucking drink!

me: Sorry sir, but the drinks for the set meals are only restricted to coke, sprite and iced lemon tea. you can get a milkshake or a root beer float if you add in $4 more.

him: Yeah, I said I want a coke light.

me: i'm very sorry, sir, but there's no coke light in the set menu

him: i don't understand... you said there was coke.

me: yes, there's coke, but no coke light.

him: Yeah, so i'll have a coke light.

me: Sir, there's only coke, sprite and iced lemon tea... no coke light.

him: I DON'T UNDERSTAND! You said there was coke, so I'll have a coke light!


FUCK YOU LAHHHHHHH!!!!!

What don't understand?! How many times do I have to repeat myself before you come to realise that THERE IS NO COKE LIGHT IN THE SET MENU?!?!?!?!

I was telling you from the beginning that the only drinks available, if you do not wish to top up $4, would be coke, sprite and iced lemon tea. WHEN DID I SAY THERE WAS COKE LIGHT?! Coke is not coke light. Coke is coke! It doesn't have the word "light" next to it. Don't understand, don't understand... go back pre-school lah! Nabeh!

His girlfriend is worst!!!

She wanted to order a Hound dog (aka american hotdog). She asked me alot of stoooooooopid questions like, "What kind of bread do you use for your buns"?

My buns?! Do you have any idea how wrong that sounds?!?! Asswipe!

People, common sense will tell you immediately that we use hotdog buns lah! We call it "submarine bread". What other types of bread are there that can fit a hotdog huh? Croissant can fit hotdog or not? Burger bun can fit hotdog huh? French loaf can fit hotdog ah?! That bimbotic ass asked me if I can change the bun to a ciabatta loaf instead.

WHO IN A RIGHT STATE OF MIND EATS A HOTDOG WITH A CIABATTA LOAF?!

Typical siao lang! After I told her I'm unable to change the bread for her, I asked her for her choice of side-dish. The restaurant only offer fries, potato salad or mashed potato as side-dishes. Our friend asked if she could have caesar salad for her side.

FUCK OFF AND DIE!!!!

Normally, I only offer customers fries or potato salad. But seeing that she couldn't have a ciabatta loaf to go along with her hotdog, I let her have mashed potato as an option. Instead of being grateful, she asked for something more. IDIOT! Of course I said no lah! I'd lose my head if I agreed to her request.

Her darling boyfriend then said: Everything's a no! What kind of service are you providing man?! C'mon, be a little more flexible!"

My service is inflexible?! Is that what you're saying?! If so, WHY DON'T YOU GIVE THE BIG BOSS A CALL THEN?! You're the one who's asking for the sky. When will you ever understand that we can't change the foodstuff on the menu?! My god! Is it that difficult to put yourselves in my shoes?!!!

Every dish on the menu is fixed with a price that'll make the company profit from it's original cost price. You order one dish, then want to change this, want to change that... company lose money who pay?! YOU PAY AH?! Big boss wanna fire people, fire who? You meh?!

You wanna be unreasonable, I'll show you unreasonable. Buddy, you're only paying 10% service charge. That is NOT alot. By forking out that miserable 10% of your entire bill, you expect to be treated like a King? Dream on! Everyone else who comes in to eat have to pay the service charge as well. So if they don't receive such special treatment, what makes you think you're entitled to it? DAMMIT!

I'm sleepy. *yawnz*

Thursday, April 12, 2007

I want these songs, PLEASE!

1) LeAnne Rimes - Right kinda wrong

2) Dan Hartman - Free Ride

3) Van Halen - Dreams

4) Shampoo - Trouble

5) Red Hot Chili Peppers - Higher Ground

6) Power Jet - Ayeyaiyai (Alpha Song)

7) Snap - The Power

Whoever can send me all seven songs, I belanjah you cheese prata and milo dinosaur from Jalan Kayu!! Best prata in Singapore ok! And I'll also add 50 cents more so they'll let you have their fish curry!!!

WHO CAN HELP?!?!

Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Roma lost by 7 goals to 1?!?!

This is crazy!! How on earth did Man U manage to score seven goals in a single match? And they weren't playing against a team who lacked talent/good players; they were playing against AS Roma!! Oh my gawd~! PANUCCI!!! How could you let them humiliate you this way?!

Hmm... well, if you asked me, there can only be two possibilities as to why the Red Devils managed to salvage more than half a dozen goals in just one match.

#1: Players from the Italian Club were being bribed to lose

#2: The Man U players stuffed themselves with steroids (which is less likely to be the reason but I won't rule out the possibility of them doing it. I mean, they're the Devils anyway)

Seriously speaking, do you think it's possible for a top Italian team to lose to an English team by so many goals after they've come this far into the competition?! It's crap lah... underground dealings were definately going on.

Cristiano Ronaldo didn't break a leg. DAMN! I hope he gets knocked unconscious during the semi-finals. Die, you idiot, die!!!

ROARrrrr!!!!

I still don't get it; why are there so many girls going ga-ga over him and his goofy face?! Very yan dao meh? That bugger looks like he's on drugs lah!!! Simply U-G-L-Y!

For crying out loud, peeps... he's NOT a good footballer! He's always diving to get either a free kick or a penalty. A slight knock and he falls over. Since when were lembek players like him considered good or even "the best in Europe"? Alamak, if so, I can also be a world class player. Just run into the penalty box, fall and score the winning goal from the penalty spot. Tsktsk... the cheap wins that Man U experience. *disgusted look*

Who out there idolises Cristiano Ronaldo?!

























YOUR IDOL RUNS LIKE A CHICKEN ON THE PITCH.

Kwahahahahaha!!!!

Shevchenko scored for Chelsea. FINALLY! 3 goals in 9 matches ain't very flattering for a striker of his standard though. Nope, I am not a fan of Chelsea (never intended to, never will be). But I still feel that Shevchenko made the wrong decision to come over to England and play for Mourinho. His talents are being wasted and he can't reach his full potential in this club. Go back to AC Milan, dude! You belong there!

Ballack should leave as well. Chelsea's a club that lures good players over and then kills them slowly. Their (the players') performance gets worse over the months and before I can even say, "Hey, presto!", they're no longer as skilled as before. If I were Ballack, I'd pack my bags and volunteer to move to Inter Milan or Lazio (Roma officially sucks!).

Think I'm being unfair by saying all this? *sigh* Would you just look at Arjen Robben? Compare his current form to back when he was still at PSV. Robben's a complete flop now! He's no longer as fast as before. And don't talk to me about age catching up on him... he's only 23!

What about Shawn Wright-Philips?! His name was on the score-sheet almost every week when he was with Manchester City. Now? I can't even remember the last time he netted a goal. Sad case!

Go back to Milan, Shevchenko!! Chelsea doesn't deserve you!!

My big game's tomorrow! They're gonna thrash Eindhoven and move on to the semis with no difficulty at all. If my guys can beat Barcelona and have a 3-0 away lead against PSV, which team can they not triumph over, tell me, which team can they not beat? haiz!

Before I go, does anyone know where to purchase the whole collection of MMPR (Mighty Morphin Power Rangers) VCDs?! I wanna watch 'em all before school reopens! Eh, who says an 18 year old cannot watch kiddy shows huh? They were (and still are) my childhood heroes ok! And did I mention I'm head-over-heels in love with Captain Planet??

Captain Planet, he's a hero... gonna take pollution down to zero!!

Alright, Imma hit the sack now. Sis just woke up to go to school but I've yet to catch a wink!! Anyone who knows where to get the VCDs must inform me k!! Many thanks in advance!!

Shakespeare's language

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Romeo Montague: Is love a tender thing? it is too rough, too rude, too boisterous, and it pricks like thorn.

Mercutio: If love be rough with you, be rough with love; Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.

Romeo Montague: Is she Capulet? O dear account! my life is my foe's debt.

Juliet Capulet: My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late!Prodigious birth of love it is to me, That I must love a loathed enemy.


-So, to go for it.. or not to go for it? That is the question.

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And check out this hilarious video! I miss the Pokemon days... gotta catch 'em all!

Monday, April 09, 2007

SHOOT!

Uh-oh, I'm in trouble!

Sunday, April 08, 2007

I am cryin' on the inside

Many a time, someone tells me that dreams are the opposite of reality. It is exactly because of this that I'm crying, cause I know it'll never come true.

Two dreams in one night. The most beautiful of the lot and the most heart-wrenching.

I've reached number 5... how many more to go?

Saturday, April 07, 2007

I got tagged by HAJAR!!!

Ok, ok, so this is really late because I got tagged on the 1st of April but I'm only doing this blog entry now. Sorry Hajar!!!

RULES:

This what you're supposed to do. Cut and paste if you decide to participate in the tagging game. People who get tagged need to write in a blog entry 6 weird things about themselves as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to list 6 people to be tagged. After you do that, leave them each a comment letting them know you tagged them.


Hmm... 6 weird facts about yours truly eh? Read on then!

1) I only eat egg yolks when it's being cooked into an omelette. I can't stand the taste of it when it's in liquid form.

2) Whenever I have to remove my lenses, I wash my hands before I open the lense case, wash it again before I uncap the solution bottle and wash them yet again before removing my contacts.

3) My favourite plushie is a one-eyed duck. It reeks of my scent!

4) I have a habit of listening to my mp3 and forcing myself to go to bed whenever I'm home alone.

5) I'm afraid of being tickled, jabbed, poked in the ribs (or anywhere else along the lower abdomen)

6) I've got short fingers... Bah! I want 'em long and slender!!!


People whom I choose to tag:

-Nicky!!
-Shirleen
-Josco
-Lou-lou the man bitch.
-Nadirah
-Claralicious



And err... all I can say is, what you see is NOT always what you get
















*gulp*

She's a model and a pole-dancer. I can't speak. This is the result I DID NOT want.

It's time I headed back

It's been two years. Now's the time for me to grab my stuff and head back. Life without it is boring... stiff... and kinda unhealthy.

The past few months of 2007 didn't go according to how I hoped it would be and I picked up many bad habits along the way. I know my folks are disappointed and I certainly do not want the young one to follow my footsteps, so I guess it's for the best.

My sis, although five years younger, already has a passion. She's all about rock-climbing. She's so obssessed with it, she talks about it ALMOST EVERYDAY! It drives me nuts sometimes (in fact, all the time!) to hear about how this person reached the finals of some competition or how her coach's wife is the rockclimbing coach at some Junior College and she wants to attend that particular JC... my gawd~!

All this coming from a 14 year old!

My cousin, Brian, is a dancer. He dances Salsa, hip-hop, funk, disco, locking... Another cousin, Teri, is one hell of a hockey player. I haven't actually seen her play, but hearing her talk about it and reading her blog about her trainings and stuff.. it kinda made me wonder; what's my passion? What makes this ordinary life of mine worth living?

Singing? Harharhar... how long has it been since I last sang? I can't even reach the high notes that Nick Carter was able to in one of his songs. Funny how one's voice changes in just a period of 7 years eh? Until now, I can't believe I was one of the backup singers during my Junior Church years along with Rachel and Wei Ru.

Looking back, I pretty much gave up on everything I once took up as either a hobby or a CCA.

Mum let me take piano lessons when I was 3 (I think) but I backed out because I was too lazy to memorise which key is which note and my fingers could not coordinate.

Was in Chinese Dance in 1997 but quit a year later because I fell out with the instructor (who was very scary) and I couldn't click well with the rest of the girls. No, there were no arguments or fights, they were just too cina fr me lah. 24/7 speaking in Mandarin... Though I enjoyed dancing with them, I figured I was dancing with the wrong group of people. Left a year later and subsequently lost my touch at doing the split, back flip and a whole other lot of stunts. The only one I can still do would be the somersault. heehee!

Then there was SWIMMING! This is the only CCA that I managed to get a Gold Certificate for. And there's nothing for me to be happy about; I mean, how hard is it for a person to learn how to swim? And how many different styles of swimming are there? Bravo to this (rather boring) sport but it's not my calling.

Joined volleyball in 1999 with Sabrina and Natasha. I think we attended a total of two sessions and we gave up because firstly, we had to wake up very early in the morning to attend trainings and secondly, the ball is so hard, our hands always felt raw and sore (rhyme wasn't intended) after a two hour session. Oh my, I can still recall how my elbows used to hurt.

At the end of 1999, I took up roller-blading from Vanessa. It took me a while to learn how to balance but I managed to in the end. Was able to blade down the slope near my place and jump over the curb in just a matter of months. I still roller-blade quite abit, but not as often as in the past because one jackass STOLE MY SKATES! *roar*

In 2001, I chose SJAB as my CCA during the CCA Fair. Holy shit... I've said it before and I'll say it again; IT WAS ONE OF THE WORST DECISIONS I EVER MADE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE! No disrespect towards SJAB, but it was a frickin' waste of time and transport money. I had to wake up at 6am on a Saturday morning, travel to school in my P.E. attire and march under the sun for more than an hour?! Huh?!?! They (St. John cadets) claim that marching inculcates discipline and mental strength. I beg to differ. Marching makes freshmen look like monkeys preparing for the circus and it gives me uneven tan-lines. So there, case closed!

You wanna know what "inculcates discipline and mental strength"? I tell you what; Judo does! Judo, the gentle art, it teaches one about discipline, respect, self-confidence, strategy. This is the art (and the only CCA ever) to teach me about believing in one's self. It doesn't matter if your opponent is one grade higher than you or 20 pounds heavier.

I once lost to a senior in 2002 during a friendly. It could've been because I entered the mats thinking that I would lose because she's an orange belt whereas I was only a yellow or it could be due to my knee injury which I sustained just a week before the tournament. Whatever the reason may be, I lost after just 30 seconds and had to be carried off the mats. But the following year, I whacked the living daylights outta her. Revenge is sweet, baby *licks lips*. Got into the finals and I had to fight against my training partner, Sharks. Lost to her, but never mind. I beat the person whom I lost to previously and a silver trophy isn't all that bad.

Like, I said at the beginning of the post, now's the time for me to head back. The road seems tough and my joints are stiff... but I'm determined to go back. This is my form of rehab. I don't care if I end up injuring my other knee, it doesn't matter if my shoulders grow larger, I'm alright with all the bruises and abrasions and burns... I just wanna be like how I was in the past. There was something for me to look forward to, something for me to excel in (considering I never excelled academically) and something I could call my passion.

For two years, I've been hearing my friends talk about how much they love dancing, playing the drums, ice-skating, rock-climbing (i'm really sick of hearing about this sport), jamming, skate-boarding, wake-boarding... and then when they ask me what do I enjoy doing, I say, "I'm either in school or at work, so what else can I do?".

Well, come this semester, everything's about to change.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

April Fool (way after 1st April)

I've been busy with work recently so that explains why it's been more than a week since I last updated! I've got no other choice, my dears... I'M BROKE AND I NEED THE MONEY BEFORE MY SEMESTER STARTS! Taking cash from my folks at the age of 18 feels real shitty. I mean, back in the olden days, girls my age were already working full-time to support their families! Just because I wasn't born in that era doesn't mean I can't learn a lil' something from them.

Now this year's April Fool's day... really hilarious, I must say! The entire Cathay crew got Punk'd by Mag and Devello but I'm saving the story till later. It wouldn't be fun otherwise.

The big boss of Billy Bombers actually bought a fake chicken, a squeaky hamburger, a rubber snake and a plastic giant ant for us to use as props to pull pranks on customers. Those of you who didn't leave the house on the 1st, count yourselves lucky!

I was wondering why Mr Boss would purchase all these toys and I was holding the squeaky hamburger while asking Priscilla and Lou-lou about it. I think I held it a wee bit too hard and it squeaked VERY LOUDLY! I shrieked and dropped that thing on the floor, only to have Lou-Lou and Pris laugh at me. -_-"

Pris: Other people scared of the object itself. You? You scared of the sound the object produces. Weird lah you!

Prissy was actually refering to how Jessy freaked out at the sight of the giant ant. That girl literally screams her lungs out when you throw the bug at her. Mean ol' Louis decided to torture her by waving and tossing it at her. The poor dear cried. I think Lou-lou got his revenge. Hahaha! I have a video-footage of Jessy kicking his ass the last time they had a sparring match.

I HAD FUN PLAYING PRANKS ON GUESTS!!

There was this table with two Chinese guys who spoke with American slangs. They asked for the bill and I hid the giant ant inside the bill holder before sending it to them. So the moment I opened the bill holder for them to double check their bill, I hit the holder with a little force so that the plastic bug jumps up a bit and the guy who was taking out his credit card went, "Oh, Jesus!"

HAHAHAHAHA! I burst out laughing in front of him! I know I'm mean, I'm heartless, I'm whatever else there is but I don't care!!! I have yet to laugh my fill so...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!

Since that prank turned out to be pretty much a successful one, I decided to prank another two more guys. This time, two Caucasian men. I opened the bill holder for the younger of the two to have a look and the bug flew over to his shoulder! He didn't freak out; just exclaimed, "Oh my God... what are you tryin' to do to me?"

It was the older guy who let out a cry!! WAHAHAHA! He also said in a joking manner, "Oh, golly! Thank goodness you didn't open it up in front of me. I would've hit you! I'm afraid of bugs!"

Hmm... thank goodness I decided to let the younger (more handsome looking) gentlemen look at the cheque. I don't need another black eye.

These two pranks were the most memorable of the lot. Their reactions are just... Hahaha! I can't stop laughing the moment I think about it! Words are not enough to describe it all.

Louis and Priscilla also asked Marvin to call the Century Square outlet and book a table for 10 at 9.45pm. Because the Century Square staff usually start taking their last orders at around 10pm, having a table for 10 people come in at 9.45pm would simply make them du lan. But that bugger Marvin didn't know how to lie and made the call, saying he would come at 10pm. Obviously, the staff who picked up the call knew straightaway that it was a prank.

C'mon... who books a table for such a large group at such a bad timing?!

Then at 9.30, I picked up a call and this lady wanted to make a reservation for that night; table for 10 at 9.45pm. Sounds familiar eh? I told her that I had to check with my Manager first before I promised her a place because our last order is at 9.30pm.

Since Lenus was busy, I passed the phone to Louis and said, "You know what? I think this is a prank call". Louis answered the phone and began talking to the lady. After he hung up, he said to me, "You want to die is it?! Say until so loud! This doesn't seem like a prank leh!". According to him, the lady (Melissa) is already at Plaza Singapura with her friends and they are walking towards our restaurant.

Louis and Lenus also informed the kitchen crew that we'll most probably be staying until way past 11pm because a large group of people will be coming in later on.

And guess what? After talking to the kitchen staff, someone called (I think it was Mag) and told Louis that the table being reserved under the name of Melissa is not gonna show up. IT WAS A PRANK!

Aiyaiyai... Louis was so pissed. hahahahaha! I didn't dare go near him until I finished sweeping the floor once all the customers left. That canniving Devello! Louis and I worked with her on a couple of occasions at the Heeren outlet and we couldn't recognise her voice! AND THAT EVIL MAG! My gawd!!! Make all of us look like fools sia!

So that was my April Fool's day. How was yours?