taking the next step

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So glad my blog is restored. Apparently Netrillium had some server problems.

I finally registered for SAT. And the registration fee has been increased to a whopping $118.15. *wails* Should have taken it earlier when it was still $80+. Already I’m starting to worry whether I can make it.

Trying to decide whether to quit my job by the end of November. I need time to study and prepare. Really don’t want to waste the money. Sis said that maybe I could request to just work 3 days a week but after that I’m going to still quit so it seems quite stupid also. Need to look for a better paying job.

Bleargh.

april snow

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First of all, remember I said the first person in my workplace who could pronounce my name correctly will get a mention here? Alright everybody, applause for Yew Seng. Good enough huh…

Watched that korean movie starring Bae Yong Jun and Son Ye-Jin, titled “April Snow“. Watched it with Mum and Sis. I was sort of prepared to expect a long and draggy movie but this was much worse. It was really VERY long and draggy. The whole “when are they going to have their affair?” Then just when you thought that they would slowly come to realise that they are in love with each other, the next scene they are doing it in the hotel room. -_-||| And even that took such a long time. Like what the hell, you wanna have sex then hurry up and do it then we can have the next scene to see what happens.

The ending was rather abrupt too. Or maybe I didn’t catch the meaning? *puzzled*

Yay~~~I managed to download the first subbed episode for 1 Rittoru no Namida (1 Litre of Tears). I haven’t actually watched it…just forwarded here and there but caught the first few minutes. Already felt like crying. Especially the sentence written in her diary “お母さん, わたし結婚できる?” which means “Mother, will I be able to get married?” I think I might actually cry while watching it. It’s just so sad…

The story is about a girl named Aya. She has an incurable brain disease which slowly affects her control over her speech and body movements. In the early stages, she falls down quite often and quite suddenly. Later on, it affects her speech and writing. Her writing becomes unsteady like a small child’s, very scribbly/wobbly looking. She finally dies at the age of 25. In the beginning, she does not realise that she has this disease until her mother urges her to go for a checkup after a bad fall where she scrapes her chin but her arms are clean with no bruises or scratches. Her mother noticed that she falls quite often or drops things.

how nice

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How nice it is to be doing an earlier shift after a long while. I absolutely dislike doing till the late hours which includes lobby closing. Coz we NEVER close when the others do. Like the shops on both sides are cleaning their equipment and we’re still taking orders. *sobz*

I finally get to watch the 7pm drama on tv at the exact timeslot and not the taped version. I don’t have to bathe at midnight. I get to relax a little…

This evening when I came home and checked my email, I saw friendster request. I was about to grumble about how some annoying bugger is trying to add people to his friendster list for the fun of it or he has some motive. Hmmm…upon checking. *gasp* It’s Yew Seng. OMG…I have to be careful what I post here now. *thinks* Freakin’ hell…this is MY blog. I think I have the right to post what I really think here. People have to be careful not to piss me off then. *evil laughter*

WHY IS THE LAST EPISODE OF GANBATTE IKIMASSHOI TAKING SO BLARDEE LONG TO DOWNLOAD???!!! *kicks clubbox*

i am not 12

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Just read Nad’s blog and the part about her being mistaken as a 12-year-old. I had my fair share of that at work today.

This lady customer asked me how old was I. I told her I’m 20. She thought I was 12 and how come someone so young could work already. 12?! 12?! *blink blink* And when I told her I’m 20, she like didn’t really believe. Why would I lie? It’s not like I’m going to get money for lying or something.

12…is that some sort of consolation for me? To tell myself that I look young?

Hmmm…another thing that irritates me a little is that everyone at work pronounces my name wrongly. I know I shouldn’t pick on such little things but I think I have been rather sensitive about the pronunciation and spelling of my name since young. The next person at work (excluding Sis) who pronounces my name correctly is going to get a megawatt smile from me and a mention here. Think about it!

Or else they can all follow what the aunties call me, which is kinda playing safe…小妹。Of course, only those older than me are entitled to call me that. I can’t stand it if someone younger calls me that.

lalala

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*prays hard* Please let James be on MC tomorrow as well…

Hurhur…my off-day today. Went down to Orchard to get a present for a friend, but I guess the present’s going to arrive a little late. *sigh* Not to worry. Good mood today, so got some stuff for Sis and myself. Went back to Tampines to wait for Sis to get off work so we can have dinner together. While waiting, I went to NTUC. Couldn’t resist the Meiji chocolates…haha… And rummaged through all the boxes of the 365 days Meiji birthday bears. Only managed to find Dad’s birthday.

Met Per and her family invited us to dinner. Her dad’s birthday today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY UNCLE!!!

can’t you read

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Was so pissed off at work today. Firstly coz there was a shortage of staff today. So I ended up doing CS (clearing of tables, sending food to customers etc…) and being packer/controller (checking orders and making sure customers get what they ordered, packing food for takeaway) which was kinda crazy for me. I can’t spend too much time on one end and not bother about the other.

Secondly, I had to keep telling people nicely that they cannot bring other food in to eat at our dining area unless they order something from us as well. By the fifth person, I wanted to scream “YOU CAN’T FUCKING READ?” It’s not like we don’t have signages to inform people. And they are placed well in sight so there’s no reason one missed it. What’s more. One or 2 of these people told me that the other stalls said they could sit at OUR area to eat. So now, I wanted to scream at those stalls “WHY DON’T YOU FUCKING INVEST IN YOUR OWN SEATING!” It’s not like we’re being unreasonable. They could have struck a deal with us like, ok, you allow our customers to sit at your area and our staff help to clear the rubbish. It’s like everyone works together that kinda thing.

And it’s not like we TOTALLY don’t let their customers sit at our area. Right now it’s, as long as they buy something from us, they can also eat other food. I still have to clear their rubbish ok.

To make matters worse, the second time I brought/dragged the rubbish bag to the dumping area, I saw that damn cleaner AGAIN. The dumping area is really wet, dirty and smelly. Not to mention that I saw a few roaches running around. I have to hoist the whole HUGE bag of garbage and throw it into a HUGE container. So I saw the cleaner there, I was hoping that he would give me a hand. NO. He just stares at me and then continues with whatever he wanted to do. Pissed me off big time.

Supposed to work 4 hours today but ended up about 7 hours. *sigh*

closing till four

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AH YES! Finally I get to blog. This week seems to be one trip to the hell hole. Thursday being the worst. I was scheduled to work till 11pm and Sis till closing. At 9pm, James (payroll manager) said I could go but since I wasn’t scheduled to get off work then, I just told him I was scheduled till 11pm. Didn’t want him to turn round and say stuff if I get off earlier. That kinda meant that I would be helping with closing.

Who would have thought that closing was such a LONG one… Since that was our first time doing closing, we weren’t familiar with the procedures. Roy (store manager) was supposed to help us out. James on the other hand was doing the paper work. So, we’re supposed to wash stuff. Sis did all the washing while I did lobby closing which meant that I had to wipe the tables, sweep and mop the floor. Lobby closing wasn’t really hard since the floor wasn’t that dirty that day coz during the day James kept telling me to sweep or mop the floor. We weren’t even halfway done with closing when Roy just disappeared. Apparently, he went home. WTH!!! He haven’t even finished teaching us what to do. And according to James, he was supposed to check the stocks in the storeroom.

Washing the teriyaki chicken grill was the WORST! All the charred bits stuck to the grill, all in a lump. We were thinking how to scrub it off. Asked James, he told us to use the sponge scrubber. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK THE SMALL SPONGE SCRUBBER IS GOING TO GET THAT WHOLE LUMP OF CHARRED STUFF OFF???!!! Ended up using my FINGERS to break the bits off. DAMNIT! Earned a few cuts on my fingers. And the whole fucking time we were cleaning up all the stuff, nobody else was there to help. James was STILL doing paper work.

At 3am, yes READ THAT…THREE FUCKING AM. We thought we could finally go. By then, I got most of the charred bits off and the whole lump at the side was gone…the middle of the grill still had a bit but I kinda gave up. If I were to continue and get the whole grill sparkling *rolls eyes* clean, I wouldn’t even be able to go home. No, we weren’t allowed to go home yet. Had to wrap the damn thing in foil. Take in all the signages. By then, I was just playing and replaying in my head “Fuck you manz”.

Guess what time we could go home? 4am. Yes, READ THAT AGAIN…FOUR FUCKING AM. I don’t even know WHY THE HELL I WORK TILL FOUR FUCKING AM FOR YOU GUYS AND I GET A MEASLY PAY!!!! There’s something seriously wrong with the management. There’s also something seriously wrong with the people. Already someone has pissed me off and is now (unknowingly) branded as “死肥猪”.

have no strength

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*slumps in front of the computer* H…aaa..vvve n….oooo str…eeeenng…thhh…

Worked 9 hours today. Really too tired to discuss anything…so the dream’s gotta wait. All I can say is that it’s full of crapz…the work. Yea, maybe I should wake up to a brighter day. Blah ah. I absolutely HATE children who use their oily fingers to touch every darn thing…ON PURPOSE some more! I wanted to MURDER this boy just now. He was eating nuggets and swivelling all the chairs…even putting his feet up on one of them. He was lucky that the manager didn’t tell me off/remind me to arrange the tables and chairs properly…must be straight and neat. Or else…he better watch out.

serving a star

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Ok, I know it’s no big deal but I served Olinda today. Yea yea…if it were Massu or something, maybe I might just faint. Haha…and sales will increase by 50% coz there’ll be like a million fangirls following. Hey, but she was nice.

I admit I’m still quite blur about certain things. Like if you change this, do you still give set discount? And what about this? What about that? So the first thing she asked me was that we had something with curry. Croquette burger didn’t occur to me coz my brain was trying to think “Curry? What curry? Japanese curry?” I’m so sorry manz…everything is so Japanese to me. Mr D keeps joking that I should go marry a Japanese guy.

And then she spots croquette burger on the menu! She goes “Ah, there! This one!”. Me? Just feeling a tad embarassed that I should know the menu better. Finally my brain connects and I was thinking “Oh ya, croquette has original and curry flavour.” -_-||| Slow lahz…