Thursday, October 26, 2006

I can't livveeeee.. if living is without youuuuu..

I LOVE that song.
Work has been less tiring, will have real updates soon.
I can't wait to stop working.
I broke so many nails! =.=
Mall jobs are SO not for me.
They're boring, they break your nails, they make your feet ache like a bitch,
and etc etc etc etc
I sound so bimbo and siu cheh-ish but I can't help it!
Aching feet, bitchy customers, the occasional loneliness; I can stand.
But nails breaking??? That was the last straw.

I took so long to grow them and groom them and now their broken!
Just like that!
They didn't succumb to assed Shalawati and Hamizan and Lee,
but they succumbed to the bloody store shutters. =.=

Owhkaylah, other than my nails breaking (grr),
work isn't all that bad.
My coworker has become really nice to me (we saling membantu laah),
She doesn't play raya songs all the time anymore.
She even allowed me to bring my own cds which is really cooooooooool.
So yeah, I get to sit down and read my novels and shit whenever my feet ache.
And my break time's pretty flexible.

Owh shit I'm late bye

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Monday, October 23, 2006

Ice Ice baby

I've been forced to listen to that song half my day of work yesterday.
The other half, was worse.
I had to listen to gay Raya songs.
Holy Mother of God lah.
I damn chat cannot tahan. =.=

I'm working with two Malay women too.
Their nice, in a way. Hahahaha.
My feet were aching like hell when I came back.
Thankfully their not so painful now.

I spent the whole day standing, sitting, standing, sitting...
Yeah. Had dinner with Ying Xian and her beau, and Wai Hong.
It was fun haha. I guess you cud say that dinner was highlight of the day.
Today, I'll be alone. The entire day.
Hopefully I'll be able to find someone...

Well, at least it's better than working in frickin Tangoo.
Working at Tangoo was pure shit I tell you.
Hate the managers. They have absolutely NO PR skills.

Its only the second day, and I'm whining so much already.
I am so not fit for all these mall jobs. They destroy my feet and my thread fibres keep getting trapped in my nails making them look dirty. :(
Wah I sound damned bimbo.
But seriously!




I can't wait to stop working.
5 days more to go.

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