Ok. I messaged Anan today to tell him sorry for being so childish. Haha.. the store was damn busy today and the concourse area? Don't even ask. I bet the cars were so proud of all the attention they got from shoppers. Haha.
I'm off tomoro. It's gonna be TLC Day for Celeste tomoro. I'm gonna park my ass at home, give an overhaul to my room's furniture arrangement, and sit down and finish my damn book. Sigh. I've neglected the book for so long...
Not to forget, give my legs a good scrub with Mum's Peppermint Foot Scrub from Body Shop too. Wished I had a bath tub.. hehehe..
I've delayed this day long enough.
EEeeee I can't change a single thing in my blog's template. Blogger just won't publish it. This is suppose to be the new pic on the right. Eeeee...
He he he he... yes I did the closing shift today. He he he he..
Oh.. I got tackled today? Haha.. you see right, there's this car exhibition thingy that's been goin on for the past 2 weeks in the concourse area in front of Starbucks... Honda, Hyundai, Peugeot and the national cars. So, sometimes when I go on my coffee sampling rounds (where I approach shoppers with free drink samples), sometimes I go to the exhibition and give it to them. In the process I get to know a few of them. Got their namecards too. Of all, the Peugeot fellas are the chattiest.. and one fella named Anan gave me his card yesterday when I finished my shift. Today, I had to pass a plate back to our neighbour O'Brien's Sandwiches.. aand when I turned to go back to my store, Anan was behind me.. asking how I am and all.. and then, asked for my contact number. Hahaha ohokay, I simply said I don't simply give out my number, giggling and all and went back to my store..
I know, I'm mean kan? Later on I felt guilty.. I mean who knows, he could be a nice fella.. but then today being a Friday nite, the store was busy.. and when I wasn't, I could see that he was with customers wanting to try out the new blue Peugeot 206. Ahh I guess I'll go and say sorry to him tomoro, and explain that I don't really give out my number just like that.
I'm still giggling. Ever since I worked in the store, I've been 'asked' a couple of times already. Mostly guys just ask my name.. or they pass their namecards to my colleagues to be passed on to me. I just shrug if off.. hehe.
posted by Platypuck |
10:33 AM |
Thursday, March 27, 2003
There I was, late for my French class in Brickfields. Couldn't get a damn seat in the LRT at KLCC, so I stood between the door and the glass panel with my eyes closed.
"Next station... Pasar Seni.."
Opened my eyes when the doors next to me opened. I looked up see the glass reflection on the doors opposite me to see who's coming in la kan... and what do I see???
ABE!!
Ok I must be horrifiyingly dreaming.. *looks to my left*.. No it's really him!..
His reaction? "... we meet in the stupidest places possible.." Hahaha..
If I had kept a journal or sumthing of where and when I bumped into Abe, it would be unbelievable. I remember when I kept seeing him in coll, and blogging bout it over here, alot of you said that we were meant to be together. HAHAHA. Go stick up your heads sumwhere else la, peeps!
It's my off day today. And I've got French class at 7.30pm later. Doesn't that suck? Having an off day on the day that you have to haul your ass half the way across town after 6pm. I can't even laze around properly. Hehe. Surprisingly, my phone rang not once.. but three times this morning while I was still in bed. Culprits were Abe, Sara and Payal. One asked about something, another missed me and the other invited me for a sleepover at her house since I'm working the closing shift tomoro at 5pm.
So tonite, I might be either at home in Ampang.. or in Bangsar. I'm still thinking. Can't decide. The gal has classes tomoro at 10am. Vat am I suppose to do then?
Something's not right with Blogger. I've changed my pic on the right there.. and the Just Downloaded list at the bottom.. but I still don't see it. And all those small image links on the right aren't supposed to be there coz I've taken out their codes from my template as they are hosted at Ranchoweb... which is gonna yank them off anytime soon since I'm not gonna pay them for their services. But still.. I see them.
Ladies.. any comments? I only managed to glimpse through it.. no shout outs to any particular guy yet. Keevan's picture laaaassssstttt time was and still is the best laaa...
Oh.. a mat salleh lecturer from Sunway College is in it! Wahey?!?! Quite a few surprises actually.. like Alex Tan is not Chinese-looking... and how about that dentist fella?
Germany “Can a bad war lead to good results?” the left wing Berliner Zeitung daily asked rhetorically. No, it replied, “you cannot bomb the world for its own good”.
Indonesia Media Indonesia exclaimed “… the US should be isolated globally. Let that country live alone and die alone.”
South Korea The JoongAng daily defended President Roh Moo Hyun’s move to support the war however as “an appropriate decision” justified by national interest.
Philippines “Bush apparently thinks the world revolves around America… that if he wants war, he can go to war and the rest of the world be damned,” said the Philippine Daily Inquirer.
I bet that by now, kings, presidents and governments of sovereign nations out there are wetting their pants… because Bush is on his way to ‘bring order to the world’… and the United Nations can’t do naught about it.
Some friends of mine made up this Hollywood-styled script – Here you have, a few US tanks cruising along the Iraqi desert and then they are suddenly stopped by another group of tanks.
“Who the hell are you?..”
As the 2nd group is joined by more tanks, jeeps and helicopters rising from the horizon.. “Uhh… the whole world?”
I think I’ve created a Starbucks pastry monster in my family.
My dad.
After picking me up from work just now at midnight, we arrived home for me to find nice Chinese dinner food leftover by the others on the table. But he just said “I wanna eat your pastries..” and started to open all the pastry bags I brought back. Hahahaha. I just stood there watching him cut all the sweet stuff into little pieces, stack them up on the plate, ate a few, then exclaimed “..This will be my breakfast for tomoro, hehe..” before keeping them in the fridge.
That’s my dad. He has a Chief of Police face, you know. The type that would strike fear into the hearts of anybody that came across him.
And he’s wondering if he should keep the pastries deep inside the fridge so that my brother, Bertie, wouldn’t find them and gobble them up when he comes home later.
Berbagai orang, berbagai ragam… loosely translated - different types of people, different types of characters…
I compare myself to other people, and I think that I’m the type who lets things roll off my back like water on a duck. Not wanting to have enemies does not necessarily mean wanting to have a lot of friends. This is where most people misunderstand me. Typical ‘misunderstood’ scenario would be – Girl Y bitches to me about Girl Z, and I agree with her about some of it. Then later on, Y finds me talking to Z… and when I meet up with Y later on, she accuses me of letting her down for what I did. I didn’t bitch about her to Z… nor was her name ever brought up in the conversation. Rather, we just talked about stuff.
It has happen to me a lot of times. And the stuff I’m accused of? The range is quite big. Big and varied. It happened today, too… involving WL as the one who hates A. Me, WL and A worked together before in the same department store 3 years back… and now all 3 of us are working in the same building but different floors. Seeing that A has 2 jobs and only comes in at 7pm, I’ve been spending a lot of time with WL. So today when I spotted A coming in for work as I finished my shift, I decided to pay her a visit for a small chat. Later, I visited WL… and as usual she asked what was up with A. After blablablablabla… WL went on saying how come I can still be friends with A seeing that she alwiz makes up stories and I simply told her what I told her before – I just don’t keep a grudge against people when I can just ‘adapt’ myself to their characters. So if A is making up a story, I just listen to it but at the same remind myself that there is alwiz two sides to a story and not believe her wholly. Simple, ain’t it? But WL can have the cheek to tell me that she’s not like me… and actually sound pissed off at me for being how I am.
My theory is simple – people not only notice your mistakes and bad habits and forego your good traits, they also tend to bitch about it to others. Say la that I know B, and B knows M. Then B bitches about me to M because we are enemies, even though me and M don’t know each other. What if, in the future, somehow or rather, me and M are in the same class/ office. What do you think would M’s impression of me be like?? Definitely we won’t be friends right? But what if me and B were friends… and when she finds out that M and me are classmates/ colleagues, she’ll tell M that I’m a good person blablabla.. and so, me and M can get to know each other without much apprehension and maybe.. just maybe… would just clique better than me and B. Howwzat for a different perspective on life??
But some people, no.. most people don’t GET IT. They think I’m a coward for not showing my anger at people but I look down inside myself, and I don’t find anymore anger in there. At work, when another colleague screws up my order (like yesterday) and I have to answer the customer, I just busy myself with work around the store than letting off my steam at my friend. Because I know that he knows what he did wrong by the look on his face, and so me screwing his whole day up wouldn’t make things better. Give me a few minutes, and I’m done with anger.
P/S: I work with 10 other people. WL works alone in her shop. Says much about our characters doesn’t it?
Work was ok.. was weird abit coz I’ve been off for the past week. Heard a few customers asked for me yesterday. Now that was music to my ears. I’m off again tomorrow coz there’s too many partners available (those who can only work during weekends) so I’m heading to KLCC to settle my Maxis phone bill (finally!).
Jaring or TmNet? Whaddaya think? Timenet is killing me!
Stayed over at Aishath’s on Wed nite becoz of that Money & Capital Market lecture at 8am (!!) on Thursday. Before I left Ampang, Abe called and suggested to meet up at Pyramid coz it was supposedly Stars’ last nite and beers were 50% off. And he wanted his mug ( I had no idea what this thing was ).. so yea.. for once its not dinner at RSB… hehe.
Reached Kelana Jaya station at 6.30pm to be welcomed by a massive crowd at the bus stop. Sigh. ‘.. Here we go..’ as I mentally prepared myself. Stood all the way to Sunway, walked to Aishath’s, left my stuff there and hurriedly called Abe coz I was already so late. Planned to meet at Pyramid’s main entrance so I made my way there slowly. Damn it was a hot night. Over there, somebody called out to me “Cel….Cel…” and I know Abe doesn’t call me that. It was Radit with his friend, a girl named Chun/Choon/Cun (??) hehe. They were going out to dinner too and was waiting for another friend, this guy who came after me. They followed my suggestion and headed for Dave’s Deli. I had Chinese food in mind, so yea. Abe came, I withdrew money (with my new BankCard… which doesn’t have a passbook, weird) and we went to Ming Tien for me to have my lovely Bak Kut Teh… yehhh sedapnyeeeeee… but then the ding dong guy who took our drinks screwed it up by not delivering our drinks.. and we left without drinking! Sat next to Johan’s table too, another college mate.
So we headed to Stars… wah so many people.. mostly well to do Chinese adults. Got my usual Ice Lemon Tea (wherever I go, I get this drink :p) while Abe had his beer. We sat there from 9pm-1am. Abe had his mug… which only boosted his already somewhat big ego (hehe) but honestly, it looked cool. Had his name on it, too. Met his alcoholic friend, Panu (sp?) – this Thai classmate of his who was obviously high. The both of them were stressed with the upcoming Java exam this Saturday ( g’luck!) hehe. Got to know the guys who worked there, too since they all knew Abe by name. And lots of Banana Splits passed by my seat throughout the nite. Man… I want one too… but it’s too much. Bah! Yakking away, we realized that the both of us were hungry (!!) so you know what we did? We walked all the way to Jaffar’s hahahahaha. It was weird, walking across that desert of a carpark without hearing loads of cars racing alongside on the main road. Jaffar’s and RSB was abit happening with kids who were obviously not staying in the hostel.. to which I remarked to Abe that if I ever did stay in the hostel, how was I suppose to satisfy my late-night hunger pangs?? This is the sorta shit I gotta seriously think about you know! Hmmm…
Lucky he was going to Saif’s place at Indah Villa (which is also where Aishath stays) or else I would have to walk back alone. Aishath and her sis were already asleep, poor things (hey it was 2am, whaddaya expect? Hehe) so I crashed as soon as I got there. Next morning, you could hear Aishath laugh at 7am in the blady morning when I woke up reluctantly, all the while mumbling curses as I ironed my blouse. A lecture at 8am?? Tutorial is ok but lecture?? You just have to sit there, like.. hello? The BEST part was that this lecturer did not have any Powerpoint slides to show, so it was him talking all the way, and me trying to stay awake and understand wtf is IPOs and statutory reserve and liquid markets and …and etc etc etc. Lucky I was interested in IPOs (Initial Public Offer – basically shares sold in the market) becoz of that Giovanni Ribisi movie – Boiler Room. Love that guy!! But seriously, that lecture fucked up my whole damn day. Later at 2pm, you could see me just looking ‘bleargh’ around coll.
But before that I had a nice time with the others. We had all finished our Marketing lecture at 12.15pm and headed for lunch at Pink. BUT Pink was so packed with people that we decided Medan would do la… so yea… Medan it was. Eight of us required a lot of space, so lucky we got places. Aimann came at the end and nearly did an impromptu performance of a birthday song for me…. But I managed to squeal myself out of it heh. We finished up our ‘gathering’ in the cafetaria when slowly, one by one went for their respective classes. Had a nice time laughing my head off, too… thanks to my wild imagination and Syafik’s remarks of certain topics. I met a couple of people I don’t usually meet outside of coll, so it was all good.
Decided to zonk out for an hour in Aishath’s place before I left Sunway at 6pm for my French class. But I made the biggest mistake of all… leaving my phone on. Woke up to a shrilling ring tone (thinking it was my alarm for 6pm) and realized it was actually somebody calling…which was Abe. He just called to tell me something.. and asked a few questions to which I couldn’t comprehend haha. And I was pissed becoz it was only 5.30pm and that I was actually in deep sleep… sigh. Later on at 9pm he called when I was in the LRT and asked what’s wrong coz it seems it sounded like I was in a bad mood. Hahaha… nah la… just sleepy.
I slept after the call and only woke up to Aishath’s call (yes, another) at 6.30pm to open the door for her. There goes my French class. Eeeeee. So, I went back home.
My day was good I guess. Except the fact that it was my last day in college for this sem. Ms. Sham’s offer to be my guarantor is not good enough for the bank. So I guess, I’ll be seeing the others again when I’m back there in August. Abe’s devastated (hahaha) coz to him, last night’s banging of me wasn’t the best he had done… but he’s gotta be content with it coz it’ll prolly be the last for this semester.
Was bored trying to get my lecture notes online when Amit suddenly messages me to log into IRC.. and I see him asking all the intelligent people to check this site out and figure out the damn thing hehe. Oh the answers they came up with.. threw me back to my F6 days LOL. I just went for the simple answer my head could churn out at 4am in the morning.
Summary of my day : missed a class.. got all ding-donged in another.. and nearly fell asleep in french class.. and now getting pissed wit my brother for deleting my adobe reader which i need to print my lecture notes!
Oh I forgot to tell you guys, I had a talk with my Course Manager, and she has allowed me to attend both lectures and tutorials while the outcome of my bank loan is still pending. And I attended BizLaw lecture yesterday with the tute this morning at 11am. I’m just contented. You all would know what I wished for last night as I blew out the candles from Payal’s cake, wouldn’t you?
I thought that i was gonna spend the 1st few minutes of my 'special day' finishing up the closing shift in Starbucks. How pathetic. And then Payal comes at 10pm... followed by Cindy, Su Jin, Eka, Syafik and Afeef at 11+pm. I was just shocked. I thought all this talk between Syafik and Afeef to come to the store to get pastries after the closing shift was a pull of the leg hahaha.. they actually came all the way from Bukit Kiara after the Big Orientation night... man i'm dumbstruck.
But it was a nice time, you guys. Hanging out with you guys in my living room after eating that mysterious cake that Payal bought (hahaha).. laughing about insects and shit.. at 2am.. even though all of us have Biz Law tutes tomoro morning... THANKS!!
And thanks to all who messaged me. Even though someone had to spend time in the hospital lol. You know who you are. Hehe.. let's hope your knee doesn't swell that much by the time i meet you. And Aishath... i'm not gonna let you anywhere near eggs tomoro!!
Guess that’s how it is when you are the only one who doesn’t have any classes to attend.
But I did meet a few people who I didn’t expect to see. Andreas in Pyramid when I got down from the bus, Cheng Yau on the way to Spectrum, Irfan and Aity at RSB last night, not to mention bumping into Arief when I left the restaurant, and Aimann and Clare in the cafetaria today.
Andreas has been working his butt off as a cleaner at Sunway Resort Hotel to pay his fees. Cheng Yau has a PTPTN loan but has to live on the edge of his seat till the payment comes through by June or else he has to fork out RM10,000 so that he can sit for the exams. Irfan, I seriously don’t know what happened to his hair hahaha while Aity looks as cute as ever. She received her summer school results this morning but I’m not at liberty to spill it here. ARIEF! The hair! He called out to me as I left RSB and I turned and just stood rooted to the spot with my jaw wide opened. I walked to greet his outstretched hand with the words WHY WHY WHY hahahaha. What is up with guys and their hair?? Arief is BALD! And he was so disappointed with my reaction, saying I’m like the 100th person to comment negatively on it. Knowing how popular he is in school, I can imagine it haha. He said that it was to get High Distinctions for this semester, to which I turned to his friend in complete confusion and to which in turn, his friend added “…all this time the hair obstructed his brain waves from emanating..” Hahahahahahaha. As Arief is known to love dancing with glowsticks during raves, I simply told him that now, his head can reflect the lights from the glowsticks too – a comment to which he screamed as I ran to the back of RSB and left the building. Hehehehe.
Aimann has chosen to attend lectures even though, like me, he hasn’t paid last sem’s fees and doesn’t know his results as yet. Earlier, I planned to do that, too, remember? But then I just decided to take the plunge, go on intermission, and concentrate on earning a measly income while waiting for a loan by August. I’ve already got myself a student for English Form 3 to start in April courtesy of Fadia’s brother. Actually, I’ve got 2 other students – unconfirmed – but yeah, everything will start in April. But then… God has this really, really big plan for me - to which I have NO IDEA as to what it is – because at 4pm today… I was just blown away.
It went like this. I had the Intermission form in my hands, all filled out, and was waiting for the lift to go upstairs to hand it in, accompanied by Isil. Well, lift doors opened, and I just inhaled deeply becoz Ms. Sham, my Foundation Studies Accounting teacher, walked out. Upon seeing me, she just slapped my bum to the absolute wonder of Isil hahaha. She loves my bum, what can I say?? Hahaha. Ok so, I told her why is it that everytime I come to college, I bump into her? And she said because I’ll always be in college, and so will she. To which I showed her the form.. which made her go all silent. And then the questions came, well, not many, just the important ones….and then, out of the most bluest of blue, she just said coolly “…I can be your guarantor if you want..” Like…eh?? I WAS JUST BLOWN AWAY. The lift came and went, and I was still shocked. She went on saying stuff, like as to the fact that she already has two other loans, but we can still give it a try… but I wasn’t listening. Her voice seemed like a whisper, coz all I could think of was, what in the world?? She’s my former teacher… like a year back. My own blood kin wouldn’t take the risk of being my guarantor let alone friends of the family. And here I am, standing in front of the one person who helped me find my love for accountancy, who sat me at the front of the class for the 1st few months so that I could catch up with the others who came from an accounting background… and she’s offering to help save me. My voice just broke after that with tears in my throat.
Even though this happened a few hours ago, I still can’t think properly when I go back to that scene in front of the lift. I just hope… that good things happen after this. That Monash will give me exemption from the deadline to enroll. That the bank would accept Ms. Sham as a guarantor. That the hostel would still be waiting for me. Ok so scrap the last part. I can stay in Ampang and suffer. But yea… lets just hope that good tidings would come my way.
God really is playing with me. Of all times, he picks the Lent Season. And it’s 2 days till THE DAY. … and I haven’t had the peace of mind to plan what to do on Saturday. Heh.
Oh and BIG THANKS to the gang for making me feel welcomed back to college!!
If you see a guy bout 19 years old, 1 head taller than me, looks a wee bit like me wearing a black Starbucks t-shirt today around town, smack him will ya? LOL. Damn Bertie found my t-shirt and found out that I was only going back to work on Friday. So all his neutrons fired themselves in the right place and he asked if he could wear it to classes. Gosh! He already has a share in my jeans ( which he likes coz they’re worn and faded ) and now this.. what else I wonder???
Today… I start fasting. Bleargh. But I’m gonna make it a can-drink-cannot-eat sort of fast coz I’m working. Gotta attend church at 1pm for Ash Wednesday’s Mass.
And then its off to Sunway on a blady black Metrobus.
Payal is coming back from Jakarta tomoro. And she wants me to stayover at her place tomoro nite! Hahahaha… no can do. She’s gonna attend this spanking huge ass Indian wedding there today and it seems like the whole Sindhi (??) community is invited. Bollywood popstars and all, though not the really, really popular ones.
I wonder if it’ll look like the weddings we see in Bollywood films?
Some people have all the luck. Eka went to Beijing, Hong Kong, Bali and Jakarta during the 4 months holiday.
I went to Bukit Bintang, KLCC, MidValley… oh and Genting during the same period.
Met up wit 18 year old Wen Li for her shopping spree at KLCC. What we talked about? Hmm.. studies studies..fashion fashion.. etc. Then she left at 1pm and i waited for Fadia and Ain, my old schoolmates to arrive for a meet up. Bumped into Jay on his shopping spree at Isetan and got pulled along with him for about an hour. We haven't shopped together inna while.. haha the last was 2 years ago for Christmas? He likes my taste..which is his taste as well.. well at 1st it wasn't but when i persuaded him to buy this shirt ages ago, most of his friends agreed with the 'new Jay' hehehe.. so he has given me the permission to choose his clothes when we go out. Funny la. What we chatted about? Well mostly bitching about people we know from church kekekeke... which i haven't seen inna lonnnnnnnnggg while.
Then Fadia and Ain came. Damn long never see them. Missed 'em. And what did we talked about? Fadia's upcoming engagement in October. You see, when we were kids in high school, all of us fatties said that we'll look all nice and charming for each other's wedding etc. So 10 years down the road, we still gotta hold on to that promise hahaha... which is why I'm seriously gonna lose weight! Seriously!!
See the difference in the topics i talk about with different sets of people? Tomoro, when i go to Sunway for a night, I'm gonna be surrounded by people younger than me. Wonder what the topics of conversation are gonna be heh.
Yes, Abe... I'll spend some quality time with you when i'm there. Heheh. He's pissed becoz i've gone back to Sunway twice without telling him.
Met up with Eka at MidValley to give her back her Hotlink SIM card and also for lunch since we’ve not seen each other for 4 months. Had a very long and slow lunch at Nando’s where we caught up with the latest news about each other. Then it was off to buy stuff that were on our respective lists – hehe.. mine were bras!! Ask any woman, the best time to get herself a new set of innerwear is during a sale coz man are they expensive! I also got myself 2 t-shirts from F.O.S for RM20. Later on we browsed around MPH where I found the book I’ve been looking for the past 1 month or so – Fall On Your Knees by Ann-Marie MacDonald. Vonderful. More money coming out of my pocket. Eka got herself a book too – A Man Named Dave by Pelzer. Seems it’s like the 3rd book of a trilogy.
And then came Carrefour. My gosh.. the stuff Eka ‘had’ to buy at that moment. I mean, she could have bought them at the Carrefour in Subang, which is way nearer to the hostel than MidValley. Since I gave into her pesterings to come over to the hostel and have dinner with her and the others, she decided it’s the best time to buy her ironing board, hangers, boxes and boxes of tissues… and even a broom!! And we had to walk all the way to the taxi stand in South Court. Grrrr… *laughs*
In her room, all I heard was her whining of how it should have always been like this – me lying down on the other bed in her room while she cleaned out her cupboard and yakked to me. Hehehe, you see… I’m supposed to be her roommate if I continued studying for this semester. She even brought all her glow in the dark stars so that we both can paste our collection on the ceiling, and was thinking of getting bean bags and little carpets to put on the floor. We’ve been planning our room décor for quite a long time now… haih. Shit happens. So anyway….
Had dinner with her and Aishath. The food delivery at RSB was slow, but it only gave us more time to talk. It was fun, but not so for me coz in between topics, the both of them would say how my decision to go on leave from studies has affected them LOL. WAIT TILL THE OTHERS FIND OUT. As I was supposed to stay at Aishath’s on Wednesday nite coz I ‘had’ an 8am lecture the next morning, it seems she and her sis bought loads of junk food and instant coffee for my visit. Hahahaha. And Aishath was even hoping to have regular visits to the gym since I was ‘gonna stay’ at the hostel. Hhehehehehe… seriously, I didn’t think I had such an impact on these people. Isil’s reaction was the best. Last nite, when she found out my decision, she complained on how it’s the worst possible time ever coz I’m the one who holds the gang together. You see, for this coming sem, we won’t be seeing each other lots coz we’ve started to go into our respective majors and so, have different subjects. Well, I just told Isil, you guys just gotta take the initiative to call each other up for drinks or something. Can’t possibly be hoping on me to do that the whole time now, right? Hopefully when I get back in August, the gang still exists, though I’m doubtful.
Eka bought for me this simple yet wonderful blouse from Bali, Indonesia. What a nice surprise from that gal. My mum likes it too. I think I’m influencing Eka a lil too much hehe. Though it doesn’t show. Hehehehe.
I’ve made my decision. I’m gonna stop studying for a semester and then see whether I can continue when the August intake starts. I wrote a really, really pissed off entry earlier when I first found out the whole story behind my lack of funds thingy, but has since cooled down and decided not to post it. I just can’t stay angry for long periods of time *shrugs*
Fadia called me. Of all people. And she kinda gave me this nice bit of news. Seems my horoscope in the Eh! Magazine is very, very nice. And I laughed when she told me coz well, the part it said about how I should stop helping other people in their love problems for awhile kinda rang true. Seems that I should concentrate abit more on the guy I like coz he seems to be someone that would compliment me very well. To those who know who’s my crush for the moment, I would like to say that yes, a lot of people have voiced out their surprise in finding out that we can actually connect because, seriously, the both of us seem worlds apart in appearance. Simple… the both of us have split identities. But then a horrified look comes over my face when the words SISTERLY LOVE comes to mind. I’ve got enough friends as it is, don’t have to be my brother instead!
Oh. And I got a BRAVO! Award from my district manager?? Hehehe. Yeah. Seems I served the best caffe latte to her when she was on her visit to my store.. and was satisfied with my knowledge of the espresso bar handling, even though I just learned it.
Life is just one big Ying Yang. Oh and the Genting trip was great! Just the boost I needed. Syafik, Radit, Sara and Hajar, thanks for the good times. Sorry couldn’t post anything about it here. Just didn’t have the time.
To those who know why, this week I’ll be a lil’ too hyper. Hehehe. Not the anticipation. Just the knowledge of it makes me smile. 4.54pm.
