Hey. I've got over my post-secondary school depression. So it's back to the illustration of my daily life again. Haha.
Yesterday I spent the whole day to get accustomed to my new hair colour. Sometimes I forgot that i have got it dyed and get a shock when i look at the mirror.
Today when I arrived at the shop, Rohana told me it is nice. Not bad. At least I haven't got any negative feedback. Oh, there is. Shi Yng says the highlighted streaks look like white hair. Hahaha. There'll be one more up next.
Anyway I am loving my hair colour more and more as time passes. =)
Today I RULED the shop, simply because Suet Ling had gone to Centrepoint and Shi Yng was off today. And Rohana has the least experience in this outlet. Wow I truly enjoyed the authority and POWER. Wahaha. I had to do many things by myself on the spot. Anything goes wrong, it's Me, mE and ME to the rescue. It's great! Whoopee! It's challenging and sometimes I did things that I wasn't sure of. For instance, there is a 10%+5% discount for members buying 1 piece of a regular item. I had to change the price of the article on the computer because the computer can't make 10%+5%. It turns out to be $50.445, from what I got from the calculator. So i rounded up(oops!) to $50.45. Sorry. Hahaha. Then I helped to transfer out a lot of stock. Sometimes I called Centrepoint reluctabtly to seek help from Suet Ling. Hahaha. This is called the Art of Making Use of Suet Ling. Wahaha.
I was so over-zealous and motivated today. I told Rohana to go for break at around 2pm even though it was supposed to start at 3pm. She was hungry. Wah i P-O-W-E-R liao lah. Wahaha.
For today's break, I decided to venture out of TM. I have been walking around this mall everyday since I started working. Boring. So I went out to walk around. I went to the bus interchange. Looked at clothes in This Fashion. Nothing much. I saw this piece of blouse that everyone on the streets was wearing. So precarious. Clothes-clashing, as I would call it. I walked till the end of the shopping area to where the buses are, but still didn't see any KFC outlet. Never mind. I insisted on finding it myself.
I walked through Eastlink Food Court and saw this Ah Beng wannabe at the Western Food stall. Golden hair. We looked each other straight in the eye. Of course I didn't dare buy anyting from him. I shy. Haha.
I found the KFC outlet on the ground floor of a red building. Some kinda government-related or CPF building. Wow. The place is so nostalgic and reminiscent. Maybe because it is very very spacious. SO I got my Zinger Student's Meal(I am still a student!) and sat down to remove all the lettuce from my burger and spring onions from the cheese fries. Eeew... I forgot that I just used my left hand to touch my rainwater-infested shoe and i used it to hold my burger. Oh, gross. Hahaha. There were so many students. Clad in uniforms of different colours. Some in pairs, most in groups. I bet they didn't know I am only one or two years older than them.
On my way back, I walked past Pretty International.(You won't understand what is happening if you don't know what they sell there.) Then came a "Woo!" from behind me. I turned around to see this Malay guy with his friend. Joker.
What the hell. Alano, This Fashion and C.O.A.X all sell the same things. Why make things complicated by creating three different brands?
The driver uncle came around 5pm. Actually I looked forward to his arrival but i didn't know why. Another uncle came before this uncle came. He fixed the light bulbs and went off. I 'chopped' the shop's stamp on the paper on the blue clipboard. It is about the amount of stock received and tansferred out. Admin stuff. The uncle i was referring to arrived. He shouted "Hello"(the uncle way) and I said "hi!". And, as always, he pushed his trolley into the corner of the shop. I like that uncle. He is so fatherly. Haha. So nice. He knew that I weren't too sure about the procedure, and took out all the slips for me to 'chop'. He helped me to count the amount of envelopes and bank slips(none). Then he needed to take back his clipboard. He said in Mandarin,"Uncle take this ah" I said,"Orh". He said,"All these, Uncle take ah", referring to the slips I chopped on. "Orh". Then he said he is going off and I said "bye bye". Haha. So many details.
Anyway, this is 2nd time doing this. Wow. I feel like I can get promoted to be a supervisor anytime soon if I stay long enough to become a confirmed staff. But I won't, cause I don't wanna get varicose veins. I won't consider retail as a permanent job.
I went on to call the customers whose items had arrived. I even called one who had bought a blouse in October 2006. It has been in the cabinet long enough. I just found it by chance. Even she herself can't remember what she had bought. Haha. She said she'll come take a look, though.
Then there is one customer Rachel who came from another outlet to buy a tube top. She bought a black one and a blue one, and decided to buy another pink one(she didn't want it earlier as it was the display piece, but it was the last one!) I was stumped as to what to do. The receipt was already printed out. She said she was in a hurry, so offered cash to make up for the difference. I requested her to use NETS again(she used NETS for the previous payment) to make it easier for us. Timeout. Shit. Tried again. She went off. I had to do all the void transaction thing. Today the grand total of voided transactions was 3. Hahaha. Later kena complain by the HQ.
Then came a Japan(i figured) lady. She wanted to buy only one piece of the 2 for $30 knitwear. I told her its not worth it. She went to look agian, but returned to say she wanted only that piece. So she got it at $33 for one SINGLE piece of knitwear. Too much money, eh? From this I reckon and confirm that she's not Singaporean. But she messed up the knitwear which i had just folded!
One Malay woman asked me if this brown cardigan had an XL size. I went to search for it at the $20/$23 knitwear table. The clothes were in a total mess. Never mind. I went to look at the sizes. The Malay woman then said she had looked through them all already. You still dare to tell me? I don't really know if she was the one who messed up the clothes, but I was so fed up that I spoke monosyllabic-ally to her and stormed off to the counter to scold vulgarities.
Out of nowhere Joniece(my fiancee) appeared. I was so glad to see her. Haha. So she told me the the wedding preparations were going on well. -_-" Then she told me I should have chosen blue highlights. She mentioned something about getting honey brown highlights but afraid that it would make her looked like an Ah Lian.(I thought you don't like people who dye their hair?) Anyway, joniece, I don't think the colour will lock on cause your hair is too black. Maybe it will turn out to be dark brown.
I was chatting with my fIaNcEe when Rohana called me. There was this Indian woman with her husband who wanted to exchange her knitwear and Rohana was explaining to her that they cannot be exchanged. I explained to her too that it is a company policy. But they insisted because they just bought it. Joniece ended up asking them to come back again some other day during office hours so that we can ask the HQ about it. So I called Jason, as Rohana suggested. Jason approved the exchange and the matter was settled. Phew.
I noticed that my customers buy a lot without me forcing them to try on more clothes. Unlike Suet Ling. Push and push to her customers until we have a mountain-high of clothes to hang back.
Woah. Long entry huh. Haha.
Wednesday, 28 February 2007
For Tiffany
Only Tiffany should read this.
I doubt anyone else would be able to decipher the things i'm saying.
This is OUR language.
To Tiffany:
These are all the (lame) jokes we made during Sec3/4. All that I could remember.
Quotes from...
1. Mr Ho
-Shhhh-chet
-this=thers
-trillion=trillian
-cyclist=psychic
-wey lah
-no lah
Oh my god, i'm already laughing like mad.
2. Val Chia
-censored="TOOT"
3.Us
-power=宝物
-Mr Eric Koh=Meric Koh
WAHAHAHAHA... I can't take it anymore...
-JJ(No.89757): Chicky Club
-经典: Why like thers?
Cause life's like thers.
Why life's like thers?
Cause that's the way it it thers.
4.Mr Eric Koh
-Bar means bar
-yaya papaya
-AM I CONFUSING WITH YOU?
-since(第三声)
You must be laughing like mad now. HAHAHAHA...
5.Miss Low
-Action of holding up 2 fingers. Two or three?
-RIIIGGGHHHHTT?
-Action of throwing marker into pencil case (Wah, aiming very accurate.)
-correct+CHLORIDE(too much chemistry involved)
-"Don't keep on munching in class, ar"
6.Miss Lim
During her lesson:
-Red Indians
-Checkpoint(place of interest)
-Power ranger(rangers in rainforests)+how many types?(red, blue, green...)
7.Mr Loo(V.P.)
-thermometer=thermeter
8.Mr Ong
-definitely=daphne
That's all. Hope you can add in some more.
Love Always,
Ka Sia
I doubt anyone else would be able to decipher the things i'm saying.
This is OUR language.
To Tiffany:
These are all the (lame) jokes we made during Sec3/4. All that I could remember.
Quotes from...
1. Mr Ho
-Shhhh-chet
-this=thers
-trillion=trillian
-cyclist=psychic
-wey lah
-no lah
Oh my god, i'm already laughing like mad.
2. Val Chia
-censored="TOOT"
3.Us
-power=宝物
-Mr Eric Koh=Meric Koh
WAHAHAHAHA... I can't take it anymore...
-JJ(No.89757): Chicky Club
-经典: Why like thers?
Cause life's like thers.
Why life's like thers?
Cause that's the way it it thers.
4.Mr Eric Koh
-Bar means bar
-yaya papaya
-AM I CONFUSING WITH YOU?
-since(第三声)
You must be laughing like mad now. HAHAHAHA...
5.Miss Low
-Action of holding up 2 fingers. Two or three?
-RIIIGGGHHHHTT?
-Action of throwing marker into pencil case (Wah, aiming very accurate.)
-correct+CHLORIDE(too much chemistry involved)
-"Don't keep on munching in class, ar"
6.Miss Lim
During her lesson:
-Red Indians
-Checkpoint(place of interest)
-Power ranger(rangers in rainforests)+how many types?(red, blue, green...)
7.Mr Loo(V.P.)
-thermometer=thermeter
8.Mr Ong
-definitely=daphne
That's all. Hope you can add in some more.
Love Always,
Ka Sia
Koko Krunch
Hi all. Lately I have been blogging about my daily routine. Today i shall try something special. I don't know how long this is gonna take, or how long this entry will be. This is serious matter. So most likely there won't any be laugh-out-loud quotes. This is particulary in dedication to my best friend ever, Tiffany.
This entry is about memories. Friends. Old times. After 16 years of life on earth, I find many things unpredictable. People walk in and out of my life. And there's the old saying that you only cherish things when you lose them. It is true. After working then did I realise how wonderful were the times in school. True. It was difficult. We had to mug, burn midnight oil to finish revising, and fret over the results. Time passed slowly in class. We had to do stacks of worksheets and other school papers for the few months before the O Levels. It was terrible and torturous. But we made it through.
Looking back, we had to drone through class, but in the company of our friends and classmates, it was much better. I love Humanities class. Mrs Lim (the 'mermaid') is a nice teacher. There were bound to be jokes made in class, 3/4 of them coming from me. The class would laugh, united as one. Oh. Those good times. It is during this tough period of time we made bonds and shared our joy and sorrows together. We cracked jokes about school and enerything else to ease up the tension. I missed the times we crapped in class and smacked the tables in pure amusement. Remember that one Chemistry remedial we went to, Tiffany? It was hilarious... Miss Low Gek Chew... What's her Chinese name?
So many many things, good and bad. We kena scolded by Ms Neo as a class, I kena caught by principal for being the one who brought white specs trend to NCHS, us criticising Ms Oh behind her back, getting doted on by Teacher Xu, getting reprimanded by Mr Ho for my failing grades from 100 to 60 marks... I found out I have been real lucky for these past 16 years. No major problems cropped up.
So we got through this gruelling schedule. The O Levels are over, and our secondary school days have officially ended. It is so emotional. "Our secondary school days are officially over." Again we would be separated. Different people are going in different directions. Will we ever meet again?
We shared so much fond memories together. I wish I won't forget these memories till the day i die. They are all part of my life. So real, so true.
I see students clad in uniforms walking through the mall and it reminds me of my secondary school days. Not going home to escape the tedious task of revising; walking through the mall round and round even though there aren't anymore shops we hadn't visit. There's no more revisiting of these times. We will no longer be wearing secondary school uniforms. We will no longer have the chance of loitering in the mall wearing them and carrying backpacks on our backs. Like real schoolkids. It's all over. For us.
I feel so bitter. I don't wish to grow up so quickly. Poly life, is like, so adult... Please let time stop. If we could reverse the time, i would cherish the times we had together so much more. But there's really nothing we can do about it, but accept reality.
Life sucks.
This entry is about memories. Friends. Old times. After 16 years of life on earth, I find many things unpredictable. People walk in and out of my life. And there's the old saying that you only cherish things when you lose them. It is true. After working then did I realise how wonderful were the times in school. True. It was difficult. We had to mug, burn midnight oil to finish revising, and fret over the results. Time passed slowly in class. We had to do stacks of worksheets and other school papers for the few months before the O Levels. It was terrible and torturous. But we made it through.
Looking back, we had to drone through class, but in the company of our friends and classmates, it was much better. I love Humanities class. Mrs Lim (the 'mermaid') is a nice teacher. There were bound to be jokes made in class, 3/4 of them coming from me. The class would laugh, united as one. Oh. Those good times. It is during this tough period of time we made bonds and shared our joy and sorrows together. We cracked jokes about school and enerything else to ease up the tension. I missed the times we crapped in class and smacked the tables in pure amusement. Remember that one Chemistry remedial we went to, Tiffany? It was hilarious... Miss Low Gek Chew... What's her Chinese name?
So many many things, good and bad. We kena scolded by Ms Neo as a class, I kena caught by principal for being the one who brought white specs trend to NCHS, us criticising Ms Oh behind her back, getting doted on by Teacher Xu, getting reprimanded by Mr Ho for my failing grades from 100 to 60 marks... I found out I have been real lucky for these past 16 years. No major problems cropped up.
So we got through this gruelling schedule. The O Levels are over, and our secondary school days have officially ended. It is so emotional. "Our secondary school days are officially over." Again we would be separated. Different people are going in different directions. Will we ever meet again?
We shared so much fond memories together. I wish I won't forget these memories till the day i die. They are all part of my life. So real, so true.
I see students clad in uniforms walking through the mall and it reminds me of my secondary school days. Not going home to escape the tedious task of revising; walking through the mall round and round even though there aren't anymore shops we hadn't visit. There's no more revisiting of these times. We will no longer be wearing secondary school uniforms. We will no longer have the chance of loitering in the mall wearing them and carrying backpacks on our backs. Like real schoolkids. It's all over. For us.
I feel so bitter. I don't wish to grow up so quickly. Poly life, is like, so adult... Please let time stop. If we could reverse the time, i would cherish the times we had together so much more. But there's really nothing we can do about it, but accept reality.
Life sucks.
Monday, 26 February 2007
Jackpot
Dear readers, I promise you that this will be an interesting entry. (Everything except work is interesting.) So. Today is my off day. After watching a lil' bit of TV, I set off from home at 12pm. Alone.
First Stop. Compass Point. Today i dressed really shabbily. (It was sort of a crossover between a lost kid and a fashion-victimised auntie. I look like an auntie and feel like an auntie. Every inch. So i decided to get some last minute changes. I went to Giordano to buy polo tees at 2 for $30. Hang ten has them at $10 each, but there is a minimum of three pieces. I bought a black(I Love Black!) and a maroon one.
I made a trip to the toilet to change out of my tee and put on the black polo tee. I made one terrible mistake that could land me in the AFV(America's Funniest Videos). (You shall see later.)
Feeling great, I walked out and went to look at the wallets on sale. I found one which I had a liking for, but it was dirty. I was rummaging around the wallets like an A.U.N.T.I.E. (there were two of them right beside me.) Then an auntie suddenly apparated beside me and said to me in Mandarin,"Miss, you never cut this thing off ah?(pointing to the tag hanging off the collar) Is it new or old? Very ugly leh!" Woah. Totally astounded. I replied her,"Oh, never mind" but I was slapping myself inside. She came to look at the wallets and had a bemused smile on her face when I looked at her. Loony. I think it is her hobby to put others down. Anyway, thanks for saving me from further embarassment. "Saving Ka SIa". Hahaha.
Sigh. I went back to the toilet and used a nail clipper to clip off the tag. How could I forget...
After that I went to take the MRT to Chinatown. There was this girl, with her friend, sitting opposite me. I was merely glancing around and found her clothes familiar. Then I was like, Hmm... polo tee. Hmm... black. Hmm... two white buttons on collar. S-H-I-T. Wardrobe clash. We were wearing the absolutely same polo tee design from Giordano. Fashion disaster. Fortunately they got off at Kovan. Phew...
Getting off at Chinatown station, I went to walk around in OG(tried on some T-shirts but gave them back to the person sitting at the entrance of the fitting rooms... give them something to do mah.). I went into This Fashion. They were playing Qian Li Zhi Wai. Wait. Read on.
I didn't know which way to go to get to the shop selling cheap cds. So I called my brother and he told me to walk in the direction which leads me away from OG.
At People's Park Complex(a green building), I saw some good bargains. Nice clothes that are Cheap, Cheap, and Very Cheap. There is this shop M5, which sells youngster wear at affordable prices. They were playing a remix techno version of Qian Li Zhi Wai. Again.
I got Tu Tu Kueh(Peanut) to munch on and went into CK Departmental Store. (There were quite a number of Caucasians around this area.) There were a lot of well-known brands located in this mall, including SK Jewllery, Giordano and Poh Heng. Wow, not bad. Not bad at all.
And, the mall itself, was playing Fa Ru Xue. A song by Jay Chou again.
I found the cd shop at Pearl's Centre(a grey-silver building) and bought Jay Chou's 'The Eight Dimensions' and 'Fantasy Plus', which includes EP+13MV VCD. Shit. Can't save it to Realplayer. I got Avril's 'My World' DVD. Yay! Avril Rocks! There was a lion dance performance which I couldn't get a view of, with the sea of bobbing heads in front of me. I walked away and took the MRT at Outram Park station. Oh yes. Charges are 20 cents for usage of toilets at Pearl's Centre.
I took the EW line to Bugis. In the underpass, a Malay guy suddenly went up to me and talked very quickly some kinda gibberish. Then he asked,"Can you hear me?" I couldn't, cause I was listening to my mp3 player, but i replied yes. He explained his cause and I figured out it was some kind of fund to help jail-leavers get on the RIGHT track. Sorry, bye bye.
Went to buy a pair of BLACK PATENT pointy flats at Bugis Street. Cool. I can use them for work or for outtings. There is this flower-pattern bag at Zinc that Michelle likes very much but didn't buy because she doesn't like the brand. Then she regretted not buying the bag. I offered to get it for her but she didn't want it anymore. Anyway, I went to the MRT station again as soon as I completed buying what I wanted because my mother was rushing me.(The malay guy and his group were still there.) She was going to the temple with my little brother and complained that my brother will have to wait very long to play the roller blades if i didn't get there any sooner.(I was supposed to take care of him.) So I switched to the NW line to AMK, where my mom fetched me.
The ladyboss of the hair salon was busy with two customers. In the meantime I picked out the colour I wanted to dye. They had no white colour, which I had wanted as highlights. I looked at the 'book' and was undecided between blue-black(not that kind of blue-black!), scarlet and light blonde sand. In the end I chose pastel blonde highlights. It was the closest to white highlights.
I had one plastic 'cap' wrapped over my head(the ladyboss mentioned something about not using aluminium foil because this colour makes it diffcult to wash the foils) and there were holes for the hair to be picked out for highlighting. I looked like a cancer patient with barely a few strands of hair standing out. A coat of liquid bleach was 'painted' on the exposed hair, and my head was steamed. Once more, the bleach and steaming. I almost fell asleep in the steamer. And I can't read the Lao Fu Zi comic without my glasses. Finally it was time to put on the colour. After waiting and some more waiting, it was finally done. The ladyboss washed my hair and i sort of wobbled in a drunken manner when i got up. Too relaxed, i guess. Haha.
Time for the revelation! I was without glasses and through the blurry reflection I thought I looked hideous. With a tinge of worry I put on my glasses and thought I looked like an Ah Beng. I thought, this is what I get after going through two hours of plain boredom and getting my brains fried(by the steamer)? Oh yes. Think about steamed brains. Haha. Anyway, the colour was not what I wanted. It wasn't as bright as the sample. Ladyboss already told me about it-that the colour won't be so white in the end because my hair colour is dark. I was so distressed. What am I going to do with this ugly tuft of hair? However, there is one very bright streak at the back of my head(because the steam comes from the back). I wish the front is as white as this. =/ How am I going to face the world?
Different people had different opinions. The ladyboss said it was nice(but makes me look like a pai za boh, ie. bad girl). My brother agreed it was better than the one I had before dyeing(the semi-brown, semi-black colour). Another auntie friend of my mom's said it looked good. My mom said I looked like a thousand-year-demoness. An auntie selling seafood saw it as beautiful. For me,the more I look at it, the more I adore myself... Heehee...
On a sidenote, I wouldn't go through another gruelling process if given the choice. Next time I would dye the whole head to a more convenient colour which doesn't require steaming. Hahaha. It was $55, originally $65 you know. But because of my charm, yeah...
Today, I officially add one more entry to my list of Good Shopping Places:
1. Toa Payoh Central(my lovely hometown!)
2. Ang Mo Kio(the walk-anywhere-also-won't-get-lost area)
3. Bugis Street(a lot of identical items but cheap nevertheless)
And, newly added:
4. Chinatown (As I would say, "There is a silver lining for every ulu place." =>)
Till then.
First Stop. Compass Point. Today i dressed really shabbily. (It was sort of a crossover between a lost kid and a fashion-victimised auntie. I look like an auntie and feel like an auntie. Every inch. So i decided to get some last minute changes. I went to Giordano to buy polo tees at 2 for $30. Hang ten has them at $10 each, but there is a minimum of three pieces. I bought a black(I Love Black!) and a maroon one.
I made a trip to the toilet to change out of my tee and put on the black polo tee. I made one terrible mistake that could land me in the AFV(America's Funniest Videos). (You shall see later.)
Feeling great, I walked out and went to look at the wallets on sale. I found one which I had a liking for, but it was dirty. I was rummaging around the wallets like an A.U.N.T.I.E. (there were two of them right beside me.) Then an auntie suddenly apparated beside me and said to me in Mandarin,"Miss, you never cut this thing off ah?(pointing to the tag hanging off the collar) Is it new or old? Very ugly leh!" Woah. Totally astounded. I replied her,"Oh, never mind" but I was slapping myself inside. She came to look at the wallets and had a bemused smile on her face when I looked at her. Loony. I think it is her hobby to put others down. Anyway, thanks for saving me from further embarassment. "Saving Ka SIa". Hahaha.
Sigh. I went back to the toilet and used a nail clipper to clip off the tag. How could I forget...
After that I went to take the MRT to Chinatown. There was this girl, with her friend, sitting opposite me. I was merely glancing around and found her clothes familiar. Then I was like, Hmm... polo tee. Hmm... black. Hmm... two white buttons on collar. S-H-I-T. Wardrobe clash. We were wearing the absolutely same polo tee design from Giordano. Fashion disaster. Fortunately they got off at Kovan. Phew...
Getting off at Chinatown station, I went to walk around in OG(tried on some T-shirts but gave them back to the person sitting at the entrance of the fitting rooms... give them something to do mah.). I went into This Fashion. They were playing Qian Li Zhi Wai. Wait. Read on.
I didn't know which way to go to get to the shop selling cheap cds. So I called my brother and he told me to walk in the direction which leads me away from OG.
At People's Park Complex(a green building), I saw some good bargains. Nice clothes that are Cheap, Cheap, and Very Cheap. There is this shop M5, which sells youngster wear at affordable prices. They were playing a remix techno version of Qian Li Zhi Wai. Again.
I got Tu Tu Kueh(Peanut) to munch on and went into CK Departmental Store. (There were quite a number of Caucasians around this area.) There were a lot of well-known brands located in this mall, including SK Jewllery, Giordano and Poh Heng. Wow, not bad. Not bad at all.
And, the mall itself, was playing Fa Ru Xue. A song by Jay Chou again.
I found the cd shop at Pearl's Centre(a grey-silver building) and bought Jay Chou's 'The Eight Dimensions' and 'Fantasy Plus', which includes EP+13MV VCD. Shit. Can't save it to Realplayer. I got Avril's 'My World' DVD. Yay! Avril Rocks! There was a lion dance performance which I couldn't get a view of, with the sea of bobbing heads in front of me. I walked away and took the MRT at Outram Park station. Oh yes. Charges are 20 cents for usage of toilets at Pearl's Centre.
I took the EW line to Bugis. In the underpass, a Malay guy suddenly went up to me and talked very quickly some kinda gibberish. Then he asked,"Can you hear me?" I couldn't, cause I was listening to my mp3 player, but i replied yes. He explained his cause and I figured out it was some kind of fund to help jail-leavers get on the RIGHT track. Sorry, bye bye.
Went to buy a pair of BLACK PATENT pointy flats at Bugis Street. Cool. I can use them for work or for outtings. There is this flower-pattern bag at Zinc that Michelle likes very much but didn't buy because she doesn't like the brand. Then she regretted not buying the bag. I offered to get it for her but she didn't want it anymore. Anyway, I went to the MRT station again as soon as I completed buying what I wanted because my mother was rushing me.(The malay guy and his group were still there.) She was going to the temple with my little brother and complained that my brother will have to wait very long to play the roller blades if i didn't get there any sooner.(I was supposed to take care of him.) So I switched to the NW line to AMK, where my mom fetched me.
The ladyboss of the hair salon was busy with two customers. In the meantime I picked out the colour I wanted to dye. They had no white colour, which I had wanted as highlights. I looked at the 'book' and was undecided between blue-black(not that kind of blue-black!), scarlet and light blonde sand. In the end I chose pastel blonde highlights. It was the closest to white highlights.
I had one plastic 'cap' wrapped over my head(the ladyboss mentioned something about not using aluminium foil because this colour makes it diffcult to wash the foils) and there were holes for the hair to be picked out for highlighting. I looked like a cancer patient with barely a few strands of hair standing out. A coat of liquid bleach was 'painted' on the exposed hair, and my head was steamed. Once more, the bleach and steaming. I almost fell asleep in the steamer. And I can't read the Lao Fu Zi comic without my glasses. Finally it was time to put on the colour. After waiting and some more waiting, it was finally done. The ladyboss washed my hair and i sort of wobbled in a drunken manner when i got up. Too relaxed, i guess. Haha.
Time for the revelation! I was without glasses and through the blurry reflection I thought I looked hideous. With a tinge of worry I put on my glasses and thought I looked like an Ah Beng. I thought, this is what I get after going through two hours of plain boredom and getting my brains fried(by the steamer)? Oh yes. Think about steamed brains. Haha. Anyway, the colour was not what I wanted. It wasn't as bright as the sample. Ladyboss already told me about it-that the colour won't be so white in the end because my hair colour is dark. I was so distressed. What am I going to do with this ugly tuft of hair? However, there is one very bright streak at the back of my head(because the steam comes from the back). I wish the front is as white as this. =/ How am I going to face the world?
Different people had different opinions. The ladyboss said it was nice(but makes me look like a pai za boh, ie. bad girl). My brother agreed it was better than the one I had before dyeing(the semi-brown, semi-black colour). Another auntie friend of my mom's said it looked good. My mom said I looked like a thousand-year-demoness. An auntie selling seafood saw it as beautiful. For me,the more I look at it, the more I adore myself... Heehee...
On a sidenote, I wouldn't go through another gruelling process if given the choice. Next time I would dye the whole head to a more convenient colour which doesn't require steaming. Hahaha. It was $55, originally $65 you know. But because of my charm, yeah...
Today, I officially add one more entry to my list of Good Shopping Places:
1. Toa Payoh Central(my lovely hometown!)
2. Ang Mo Kio(the walk-anywhere-also-won't-get-lost area)
3. Bugis Street(a lot of identical items but cheap nevertheless)
And, newly added:
4. Chinatown (As I would say, "There is a silver lining for every ulu place." =>)
Till then.
Isolation
Time for work agian. I know it is boring, but please bear with it. Haha. I opened shop today. Today is the LAST day I'll be seeing Suet Ling! Anyway I don't hate her as much as before. She seems like a changed person. Don't know if she's faking it, though. Good riddance.
I got up early this morning, er, should be I got up at the normal time, but got ready within a shorter time. Anyway, I had excess time, so i decided to put on some makeup. Eyeliner, my favourite. I LOVE AVRIL! Hahaha. Ok. I should not get too excited. I only managed to draw on the upper part of the eye because i was running out of time.
I arrived at the shop, and since there were not many customers, i snooped around and continued to draw(and put on mascara too!) I am so damn talented! I can draw, sing, act... I can't believe this. (You can't too, right? It's a one in a million kinda thing. =>) I'm so modest.
Then one customer, a lady in her fourties, came in. Aha! She was wearing an article from Dano. She was with two teenage girls. Her daughters, I guess. She was looking at me (who was leaning against the counter) when she was at the entrance. Then they came in because her daughter wanted to buy a blouse. She was looking at me again, and coincidentally I was looking at her. (They were discussing whether red or purple was nicer for that particular design.) She glanced away, and looked at me again. And so-oh-coincidentally, I was looking at her. They then sort of came over to the counter, and the woman told me in Mandarin ,"Hey, you have the face of a star" I was like, one eyebrow raised... -_-" Then she asked me if i myself noticed that i have a 明星脸. She mentioned that she was just telling her daughter that i look good and if I thought so too. Eh, huh? I replied by mumbling,"Oh is it? Thank you" Bullshit! I. Am. The. ONE And ONLY. Hahaha. Thanks for the compliment though. (Artiste management companies better sign me up NOW or you'll lose a potential money-making artiste. I am an all-rounder. I can draw, sing, act... practically EVERYTHING!)
During my breaktime I met up with Joniece.(I bet a million pounds she's blogging about this.) It's a date! (Potential suitors please queue up and get a number.) She told me crap about her romance and relationship stuff. Sorry Joniece, I'm not interested in LOVE stuff. Wahaha. Good for her. She's so damn free. Unlike me, who's trapped in this stupid Dano outlet with three adults. Alamak lah, age gap!
After work, when I was waiting for the bus, a malay girl, who was standing in front of me, suddenly turned around. I thought she wanted to ask for the time. Actually she wanted to change her two-dollar note for coins. I said OK, but realised I have spent most of the coins. So I added,"I have to check". And obviously I didn't have change for her. She went on to ask another woman, who also couldn't help her.
I was left there wondering if i look that friendly.(I'm not supposed to be! I am a loner! Don't disturb me! I'm punk! I'm goth! I.Am.A.LONER.) People are either asking me which floor the Times Bookshop is on, or where the toilet is. It's just opposite our shop! I have been asked for, like, five or six times. I guess there's an undeniably affinity between me and the toilet.
Cheers! It's my off day tomorrow!(Or should I say, today?) I'm going to Chinatown, Vivocity(to check out Pull & Bear) and maybe Bugis Street. Not forgetting to dye my hair.
Happy Monday!
I got up early this morning, er, should be I got up at the normal time, but got ready within a shorter time. Anyway, I had excess time, so i decided to put on some makeup. Eyeliner, my favourite. I LOVE AVRIL! Hahaha. Ok. I should not get too excited. I only managed to draw on the upper part of the eye because i was running out of time.
I arrived at the shop, and since there were not many customers, i snooped around and continued to draw(and put on mascara too!) I am so damn talented! I can draw, sing, act... I can't believe this. (You can't too, right? It's a one in a million kinda thing. =>) I'm so modest.
Then one customer, a lady in her fourties, came in. Aha! She was wearing an article from Dano. She was with two teenage girls. Her daughters, I guess. She was looking at me (who was leaning against the counter) when she was at the entrance. Then they came in because her daughter wanted to buy a blouse. She was looking at me again, and coincidentally I was looking at her. (They were discussing whether red or purple was nicer for that particular design.) She glanced away, and looked at me again. And so-oh-coincidentally, I was looking at her. They then sort of came over to the counter, and the woman told me in Mandarin ,"Hey, you have the face of a star" I was like, one eyebrow raised... -_-" Then she asked me if i myself noticed that i have a 明星脸. She mentioned that she was just telling her daughter that i look good and if I thought so too. Eh, huh? I replied by mumbling,"Oh is it? Thank you" Bullshit! I. Am. The. ONE And ONLY. Hahaha. Thanks for the compliment though. (Artiste management companies better sign me up NOW or you'll lose a potential money-making artiste. I am an all-rounder. I can draw, sing, act... practically EVERYTHING!)
During my breaktime I met up with Joniece.(I bet a million pounds she's blogging about this.) It's a date! (Potential suitors please queue up and get a number.) She told me crap about her romance and relationship stuff. Sorry Joniece, I'm not interested in LOVE stuff. Wahaha. Good for her. She's so damn free. Unlike me, who's trapped in this stupid Dano outlet with three adults. Alamak lah, age gap!
After work, when I was waiting for the bus, a malay girl, who was standing in front of me, suddenly turned around. I thought she wanted to ask for the time. Actually she wanted to change her two-dollar note for coins. I said OK, but realised I have spent most of the coins. So I added,"I have to check". And obviously I didn't have change for her. She went on to ask another woman, who also couldn't help her.
I was left there wondering if i look that friendly.(I'm not supposed to be! I am a loner! Don't disturb me! I'm punk! I'm goth! I.Am.A.LONER.) People are either asking me which floor the Times Bookshop is on, or where the toilet is. It's just opposite our shop! I have been asked for, like, five or six times. I guess there's an undeniably affinity between me and the toilet.
Cheers! It's my off day tomorrow!(Or should I say, today?) I'm going to Chinatown, Vivocity(to check out Pull & Bear) and maybe Bugis Street. Not forgetting to dye my hair.
Happy Monday!
Sunday, 25 February 2007
Hollaback Girl
Today I went to work at 12.30pm. I stole some CDs from my shop to add tracks to my Realplayer library. Madonna, techno, Pink... Wow. Ricky Martin too- Livin' La Vida Loca. Hahaha. All outdated ones except for the Hip Hop/Blue CD.
Shi Yng is back today. At least time passed more easily today. We chatted throughout the day, and there were more customers today. Quite a lot of 'big fishes'. We managed to hit a thousand. Yesterday was so weak; sales was around eight hundred.
Next week I will be on the 'A' Shift, meaning that I start work at either 12.30pm or 1pm everyday, with the exception of 11.30am on Friday. So I have my off day on Monday this coming week. Argh. Originally I was going out with Michelle on Monday, but her off day was changed. I had sacrificed myself by postponing my laptop-buying trip to next week, and know it has become like this. I want to go with my brother, but he isn't free on Monday! What the bloody...
I am still thinking how I should do my hair. I would either dye the whole head to ash blonde or have white highlights done to my present hair. Guess I will opt for the second choice.
I should be going to Chinatown soon to get cheap Kelly Clarkson and Hilary Duff CDs.
It is the seventh day of the New Year today. I reached home around 10.45pm and waited for my brother to come home before we started to 捞鱼生. Well, frankly, should be 捞abalone, because we changed the yusheng to abalone. I got my first taste of abalone toaday. My papa forced me to try, giving me the skin, which according to him, is soft and scrupmtious. Well, it wasn't exactly a delicacy to me.
That's all for today. Ciao!
Shi Yng is back today. At least time passed more easily today. We chatted throughout the day, and there were more customers today. Quite a lot of 'big fishes'. We managed to hit a thousand. Yesterday was so weak; sales was around eight hundred.
Next week I will be on the 'A' Shift, meaning that I start work at either 12.30pm or 1pm everyday, with the exception of 11.30am on Friday. So I have my off day on Monday this coming week. Argh. Originally I was going out with Michelle on Monday, but her off day was changed. I had sacrificed myself by postponing my laptop-buying trip to next week, and know it has become like this. I want to go with my brother, but he isn't free on Monday! What the bloody...
I am still thinking how I should do my hair. I would either dye the whole head to ash blonde or have white highlights done to my present hair. Guess I will opt for the second choice.
I should be going to Chinatown soon to get cheap Kelly Clarkson and Hilary Duff CDs.
It is the seventh day of the New Year today. I reached home around 10.45pm and waited for my brother to come home before we started to 捞鱼生. Well, frankly, should be 捞abalone, because we changed the yusheng to abalone. I got my first taste of abalone toaday. My papa forced me to try, giving me the skin, which according to him, is soft and scrupmtious. Well, it wasn't exactly a delicacy to me.
That's all for today. Ciao!
Saturday, 24 February 2007
Grafitti
After my one month or so at DANO, I learnt loads. Here goes...
Pointers for myself(and maybe other retail associates)
1. Just crap alot.
What about A-line skirts and stuff?
How do I know your size? "Just try lah!"
2. Say "Should be" when asked about something you aren't sure about.
Blah, blah, blah...
3. Singaporeans are blind.
They can't see the display stands and end up flipping the clothes here and there to see what they look like. Thereafter we have to spend time and energy folding them back but it gets messy again the next minute or so.
4. Always say "Oh, I see', 'Ah, yes" and "Yah".
The customers are always right. Let them talk for all they like. Who cares how difficult it is for you to find clothes that match?
5. Defy the customer as you deem fit.
There was once when i happened to pass by an auntie, and she was calling out to me "I want that pair of shorts!" I said "Huh?" She repeated, seemingly very frustrated, "I want t~h~a~t pair of shorts". I said, "Which one?" She replied, "Iwant THAT pair of shorts!" and pointed to the mannequin. I was seething but held my boiling rage. As I went to carry out my task I heard her sighing heavily behind me. I immediately took a U-turn and ignored her request, scolding "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" under my breath.
6. Singaporeans are super-duper kiasu.
They always want to get a look at the pieces that you are hanging up on the hangers.
7. There are a lot of Chinese (China people) patronising TM Dano.
No explanation needed, really.
8. Do not wear heels for retail jobs.
Go experience it yourself and tell me about it.
9. Malay aunties are nice.
No offence and no intention to stir up political unrest.
I would like to address various groups about some of my comments and thoughts.
To the great public:
1. Does wrapping the waistline of a skirt/pair of pants around your neck give you a precise answer as to whether the size fits you? You try it on in the end.
2. Don't bother to ask for new pieces.
Seriously, what's the difference? We get 'new' pieces for you from the store room, but they may not be exactly new. They may be previously new pieces that we had packed back when the customer didn't want it anymore.
3. Don't insist on trying that size, that colour.
When it doesn't fits, we have to pack it back again. And you put others in risk of getting your skin disease. (Refer to 2)
4. Don't bother to fold the clothes when you have messed it up.
In the end, we have to fold them again. Feeling guilty would be enough. Thank you for your kind efforts, though.
5. Dano has got nothing to do with 'Giordano'.
I didn't even know Dano such a brand exists before I got this job. It mainly sells office wear for ladies. No wonder.
To the management commitee of Dano:
1. From what i hear from the phone calls, the staff at J8 are so rude!
FIRE! (Ididn't suggest anything. Coincidentally I am playing DOTA. =>)
2. Get more XL size pieces!
I always have to call other outlets and check stock like crazy because there is only one piece of XL for every
article.
Haven't you heard of the increasing obesity rate?
Plus some of the cuttings are so small!
3. Get more pieces of the bags deilvered to the outlets!
The checking stock problem again. Customers always want new pieces.
4. Get rid of knitwear uniforms!
They get looser and looser with every wash. Soon they will become togas.
5. Open an outlet each at Compass Point and Parkway Parade.
Customers are always asking if there are outlets at these places.
6. Increase the salary of the staff.
We work like, ten hours a day, and the pay is so meagre? What the hell... We stand the whole day long, you know? I had to apply Counterpain for the first few days at work.
It's just a personal problem. =) Heh heh.
7. Get more PLAIN tubes and PLAIN black pants.
Customers are always asking us for them.
8. Send the staff for English lessons.
The staff aren't very proficent in English. Look at the New Year posters, for example. It reads "New Year Sale: 20% Off", followed by small wordings of "Minimum two pieces. Only on regular items only."
Not to mention that I get really giddy when I read the memos given to us by the HQ.
9. Install CCTVs in the shops.
The staff may be skiving or sitting behind the counter. Did i say I am the culprit? Shit. I would be more diligent if there were people spying on me whole day long. I actually asked my colleague twice about it for double assurance. Perhaps the boss wants to save costs.
Anyway, they also help to deter theft, right?
To budding apparel designers(like me):
1. Singaporeans like it simple.
So don't design really complicated and fanciful stuff. I appreciate them, though. Ruffles and stuff.
I shall end here. My contract ends only on April 14th. Can't wait for that day. By then I may post another similar entry.
YAY! I gonna get my hands on Avril's new cd, The Best Damn Thing, on 17th April. Whoopee!
P.S. Hope the staff at Dano HQ don't blog.
Pointers for myself(and maybe other retail associates)
1. Just crap alot.
What about A-line skirts and stuff?
How do I know your size? "Just try lah!"
2. Say "Should be" when asked about something you aren't sure about.
Blah, blah, blah...
3. Singaporeans are blind.
They can't see the display stands and end up flipping the clothes here and there to see what they look like. Thereafter we have to spend time and energy folding them back but it gets messy again the next minute or so.
4. Always say "Oh, I see', 'Ah, yes" and "Yah".
The customers are always right. Let them talk for all they like. Who cares how difficult it is for you to find clothes that match?
5. Defy the customer as you deem fit.
There was once when i happened to pass by an auntie, and she was calling out to me "I want that pair of shorts!" I said "Huh?" She repeated, seemingly very frustrated, "I want t~h~a~t pair of shorts". I said, "Which one?" She replied, "Iwant THAT pair of shorts!" and pointed to the mannequin. I was seething but held my boiling rage. As I went to carry out my task I heard her sighing heavily behind me. I immediately took a U-turn and ignored her request, scolding "Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck" under my breath.
6. Singaporeans are super-duper kiasu.
They always want to get a look at the pieces that you are hanging up on the hangers.
7. There are a lot of Chinese (China people) patronising TM Dano.
No explanation needed, really.
8. Do not wear heels for retail jobs.
Go experience it yourself and tell me about it.
9. Malay aunties are nice.
No offence and no intention to stir up political unrest.
I would like to address various groups about some of my comments and thoughts.
To the great public:
1. Does wrapping the waistline of a skirt/pair of pants around your neck give you a precise answer as to whether the size fits you? You try it on in the end.
2. Don't bother to ask for new pieces.
Seriously, what's the difference? We get 'new' pieces for you from the store room, but they may not be exactly new. They may be previously new pieces that we had packed back when the customer didn't want it anymore.
3. Don't insist on trying that size, that colour.
When it doesn't fits, we have to pack it back again. And you put others in risk of getting your skin disease. (Refer to 2)
4. Don't bother to fold the clothes when you have messed it up.
In the end, we have to fold them again. Feeling guilty would be enough. Thank you for your kind efforts, though.
5. Dano has got nothing to do with 'Giordano'.
I didn't even know Dano such a brand exists before I got this job. It mainly sells office wear for ladies. No wonder.
To the management commitee of Dano:
1. From what i hear from the phone calls, the staff at J8 are so rude!
FIRE! (Ididn't suggest anything. Coincidentally I am playing DOTA. =>)
2. Get more XL size pieces!
I always have to call other outlets and check stock like crazy because there is only one piece of XL for every
article.
Haven't you heard of the increasing obesity rate?
Plus some of the cuttings are so small!
3. Get more pieces of the bags deilvered to the outlets!
The checking stock problem again. Customers always want new pieces.
4. Get rid of knitwear uniforms!
They get looser and looser with every wash. Soon they will become togas.
5. Open an outlet each at Compass Point and Parkway Parade.
Customers are always asking if there are outlets at these places.
6. Increase the salary of the staff.
We work like, ten hours a day, and the pay is so meagre? What the hell... We stand the whole day long, you know? I had to apply Counterpain for the first few days at work.
It's just a personal problem. =) Heh heh.
7. Get more PLAIN tubes and PLAIN black pants.
Customers are always asking us for them.
8. Send the staff for English lessons.
The staff aren't very proficent in English. Look at the New Year posters, for example. It reads "New Year Sale: 20% Off", followed by small wordings of "Minimum two pieces. Only on regular items only."
Not to mention that I get really giddy when I read the memos given to us by the HQ.
9. Install CCTVs in the shops.
The staff may be skiving or sitting behind the counter. Did i say I am the culprit? Shit. I would be more diligent if there were people spying on me whole day long. I actually asked my colleague twice about it for double assurance. Perhaps the boss wants to save costs.
Anyway, they also help to deter theft, right?
To budding apparel designers(like me):
1. Singaporeans like it simple.
So don't design really complicated and fanciful stuff. I appreciate them, though. Ruffles and stuff.
I shall end here. My contract ends only on April 14th. Can't wait for that day. By then I may post another similar entry.
YAY! I gonna get my hands on Avril's new cd, The Best Damn Thing, on 17th April. Whoopee!
P.S. Hope the staff at Dano HQ don't blog.
Friday, 23 February 2007
Fidgety
It was me who opened shop today. Again!. I'm oh so B-O-R-E-D. There was basically nothing to do in the shop. In the morning a lion dance troupe came. I went out to snoop around. They were directly below us on the first level.
Time went by really slow today. It was pure torture. Oh my goodiness. In the morning Shi Yng's boyfriend called to inform that she would be on MC today. Oh my god. I was so excited yesterday that she was coming back today after going back to Malaysia for seven days. But... what the bloody shit.
Occasionally we went out of the shop to look at lion dance performances. They tong tong chiang-ed at Blush! and Fashion Lab. The lions are so cute! I love lion dance. =>
I found out that the DVD player in the shop can read mp3 files. Yay! In this way I could burn a cd with lots of songs in it. FYI, burning a cd in Audio Disc format only lets you store up to twelve songs. In mp3 format, you can store up to hundreds and thousands.
So we(should be 'I') slacked around and chatted. Suet Ling(the supervisor) mentioned something about getting drunk on the night before her off day. Then we talked about pubs and clubs. Rohana(the new colleague) told me that MoS organises 'Underage Night'. My form of reply was an exclamation of "WOO!". Yeah I gonna try this out one day.
Then we crapped about transexuals and everything and FINALLy, 9.30pm. Yes! I got to leave early today. They have to stay for another thirty minutes. Better than nothing right?
Yay! Don't have to open shop tomorrow!
[Woah. What a short entry.]
Time went by really slow today. It was pure torture. Oh my goodiness. In the morning Shi Yng's boyfriend called to inform that she would be on MC today. Oh my god. I was so excited yesterday that she was coming back today after going back to Malaysia for seven days. But... what the bloody shit.
Occasionally we went out of the shop to look at lion dance performances. They tong tong chiang-ed at Blush! and Fashion Lab. The lions are so cute! I love lion dance. =>
I found out that the DVD player in the shop can read mp3 files. Yay! In this way I could burn a cd with lots of songs in it. FYI, burning a cd in Audio Disc format only lets you store up to twelve songs. In mp3 format, you can store up to hundreds and thousands.
So we(should be 'I') slacked around and chatted. Suet Ling(the supervisor) mentioned something about getting drunk on the night before her off day. Then we talked about pubs and clubs. Rohana(the new colleague) told me that MoS organises 'Underage Night'. My form of reply was an exclamation of "WOO!". Yeah I gonna try this out one day.
Then we crapped about transexuals and everything and FINALLy, 9.30pm. Yes! I got to leave early today. They have to stay for another thirty minutes. Better than nothing right?
Yay! Don't have to open shop tomorrow!
[Woah. What a short entry.]
Thursday, 22 February 2007
Eternity
Woah! Home at last. What a long journey. Are ya ready for my (tentatively) LONGEST entry ever? Here goes...
Morning, went to open shop. Nothing interesting happened. The fire alarm rang though. There was an announcement, which goes "Ladies and gentlemen, the fire alarm was set off just now. We are investigating the cause. Please remain calm and wait for further instructions". In the end it was a false alarm.
One person with one familiar face came in. She was the customer i served a few days ago before CNY. She was looking for her earring. "Oops" I thought. I replied by asking her how it looks like. She gave me the description. Double Oops. I saw it the other day and kept it in the drawer. The next day i found it unhygenic and threw it away. So I said no. I feel so guilty and convicted. Disappointed, she left. I hope she won't go around asking for her earring because i guess it has already been shredded to Bits and Pieces by Mr. Incinerator.
Today I spent my time packing all the plastic bags. I brought a self-burnt cd with my favourite songs in it to the shop, but it couldn't be read by the CD/DVD player. I guess the cd has too much scratches. Never mind. I am going to burn a new copy.
4.30pm. I punctually knocked off from work. Yay! I love this work shift. 11am-4.30pm. Since I had so much time on my hands, I decided to go to Hougang Mall. My main purpose was to check out the price of an item at Naff. There is a same article over here at Dano, and I want to check out which is cheaper. I decided to take the MRT to Hougang Mall to see how long it would take. So I went straight into the Tampines MRT station without a second thought. On the train platform I looked at the directions board, which says that i can change to North-East line at Outram Park station, and it will take 30mins. Wow. Whatever. I've already scanned in.
The train was extremely slow. I was so B-O-R-E-D. There was a guy standing by the door in some kind of pink uniform. He looks like a train attendant but shouldn't they be dressed in green? Anyway if he was he would catch me for drinking bubble tea on the train. Then there was an announcement, saying passengers who want to go to the Singapore Expo or Changi Arport should alight at Tanah Merah and change trains. It wasn't my business, so i didn't care.
The train arrived at Tanah Merah, and some passengers got off. What shocked me was that the pink man signalled and told all the passengers to get out of the train and board the oppostie train. Everyone was like rushing out of the train and boarding the opposite one. I thought he was referring to only some people and i sat there lke nobody's business. It took only a few minutes to clear out the train.(There was only a few people, ok?)
So I hopped on to the opposite train and changed to the North-East line at Outram Park. I could have saved a stop's fare by crossing over to North-South line at City Hall and then changing to North-East line at Dhoby Ghaut Station, but what the heck. Everyone was walking quickly from platform to the other. Then I saw one woman wobbling-walking. She was wearing heels(but still shorter than me) and was losing out as she couldn't walk fast enough.
When I sat there and looked at the map then I realised that I was at the second last station of the MRT line, just before Harbourfront. Oh my god. More waiting. Ok... At Dhoby Ghaut station, saw a NCHS girl enter the train. ALONE.
Finally, I arrived at the Hougang station. It was around 5.40pm by then. Woah. One full hour. Waste of time and MRT fare. What a stupid idea. Saw another victim of The Killer Stiletto.
By then my Old Chang Kee currypuff and chicken nuggets had already turned cold. And to think that there is another OCK outlet right outside the MRT Station. What the -TOOT-?!
Oh yes. To the management of MRT stations, please put some rubbish bins within the stations. I was holding my empty Sweetalk cup on the whole journey, from one train to another.
So I went to Naff and found out that Naff has it at $36.90, and Dano has it at $30.10 after a staff's discount of thirty percent. Great! Thereafter I went to the arcade. Played Time Crisis 4, but always got up from the hiding place at the wrong time. So I lost all the three lives before clearing Stage 1. Used to go beyond that. I played Daytona, got 27th for Expert game. Then I drove a Crazy Taxi, got a 'D' for earning 1200++ dollars. Next I went to Chamelon and bought a eyebrow pencil(for what? you ask.) After that just walked around and it was time to go home. It was aorund 6.25pm.
I intended to take a bus home, but fearing I would take the bus in the wrong direction towards some ulu ulu place, and being lazy to ask my mom about it, I decided to walk home. You know, try out how long it will take. This isn't my first time walking from one place to another without truely knowing where they are. There was once I led Tiffany blindly from AMK interchange to J8. We suceeded, though.
Hougang Mall to Seng Kang. Stepping out of Hougang Mall's main entrance into the Eternal Sunshine, I embarked on my (long) journey home. I thought it would help if I backtracked the route taken by my driver mom from my house to HG Mall.
Here are all the landmarks i saw on my way home.
1. Hougang Mall
2. Blocks and blocks of flats
As long as i saw '89' on the signs at the bus stops, I knew i was going the right way. Otherwise I followed the huge green signboards used by drivers.
3. Very long and big canal between some Rivervale Condo and Punggol Park
I realised a very long canal stretches across Hougang from Punggol Park up to HG Mall. Never noticed that before although I see it quite frequently.
Saw a NCHS teacher in a oversized tee and SHORT shorts.
4. Temples
5. Blocks and blocks of flats
I totally forgot about the whole stretch of flats along Rivervale Drive! Uh-oh. That means more walking. Closer to home though.
6. Rivervale Plaza (took a left turn)
7. Seng Kang Sec (took a right turn)
8. My block!
I reached home at 7pm. It didn't take as long as i had imagined it to be. It was a mean feat. ok? Maybe next time i will try walking from Tamipnes to Seng Kang. =)
I'm still in search for my nail glue remover and Hawthorn Balls. ;)
Morning, went to open shop. Nothing interesting happened. The fire alarm rang though. There was an announcement, which goes "Ladies and gentlemen, the fire alarm was set off just now. We are investigating the cause. Please remain calm and wait for further instructions". In the end it was a false alarm.
One person with one familiar face came in. She was the customer i served a few days ago before CNY. She was looking for her earring. "Oops" I thought. I replied by asking her how it looks like. She gave me the description. Double Oops. I saw it the other day and kept it in the drawer. The next day i found it unhygenic and threw it away. So I said no. I feel so guilty and convicted. Disappointed, she left. I hope she won't go around asking for her earring because i guess it has already been shredded to Bits and Pieces by Mr. Incinerator.
Today I spent my time packing all the plastic bags. I brought a self-burnt cd with my favourite songs in it to the shop, but it couldn't be read by the CD/DVD player. I guess the cd has too much scratches. Never mind. I am going to burn a new copy.
4.30pm. I punctually knocked off from work. Yay! I love this work shift. 11am-4.30pm. Since I had so much time on my hands, I decided to go to Hougang Mall. My main purpose was to check out the price of an item at Naff. There is a same article over here at Dano, and I want to check out which is cheaper. I decided to take the MRT to Hougang Mall to see how long it would take. So I went straight into the Tampines MRT station without a second thought. On the train platform I looked at the directions board, which says that i can change to North-East line at Outram Park station, and it will take 30mins. Wow. Whatever. I've already scanned in.
The train was extremely slow. I was so B-O-R-E-D. There was a guy standing by the door in some kind of pink uniform. He looks like a train attendant but shouldn't they be dressed in green? Anyway if he was he would catch me for drinking bubble tea on the train. Then there was an announcement, saying passengers who want to go to the Singapore Expo or Changi Arport should alight at Tanah Merah and change trains. It wasn't my business, so i didn't care.
The train arrived at Tanah Merah, and some passengers got off. What shocked me was that the pink man signalled and told all the passengers to get out of the train and board the oppostie train. Everyone was like rushing out of the train and boarding the opposite one. I thought he was referring to only some people and i sat there lke nobody's business. It took only a few minutes to clear out the train.(There was only a few people, ok?)
So I hopped on to the opposite train and changed to the North-East line at Outram Park. I could have saved a stop's fare by crossing over to North-South line at City Hall and then changing to North-East line at Dhoby Ghaut Station, but what the heck. Everyone was walking quickly from platform to the other. Then I saw one woman wobbling-walking. She was wearing heels(but still shorter than me) and was losing out as she couldn't walk fast enough.
When I sat there and looked at the map then I realised that I was at the second last station of the MRT line, just before Harbourfront. Oh my god. More waiting. Ok... At Dhoby Ghaut station, saw a NCHS girl enter the train. ALONE.
Finally, I arrived at the Hougang station. It was around 5.40pm by then. Woah. One full hour. Waste of time and MRT fare. What a stupid idea. Saw another victim of The Killer Stiletto.
By then my Old Chang Kee currypuff and chicken nuggets had already turned cold. And to think that there is another OCK outlet right outside the MRT Station. What the -TOOT-?!
Oh yes. To the management of MRT stations, please put some rubbish bins within the stations. I was holding my empty Sweetalk cup on the whole journey, from one train to another.
So I went to Naff and found out that Naff has it at $36.90, and Dano has it at $30.10 after a staff's discount of thirty percent. Great! Thereafter I went to the arcade. Played Time Crisis 4, but always got up from the hiding place at the wrong time. So I lost all the three lives before clearing Stage 1. Used to go beyond that. I played Daytona, got 27th for Expert game. Then I drove a Crazy Taxi, got a 'D' for earning 1200++ dollars. Next I went to Chamelon and bought a eyebrow pencil(for what? you ask.) After that just walked around and it was time to go home. It was aorund 6.25pm.
I intended to take a bus home, but fearing I would take the bus in the wrong direction towards some ulu ulu place, and being lazy to ask my mom about it, I decided to walk home. You know, try out how long it will take. This isn't my first time walking from one place to another without truely knowing where they are. There was once I led Tiffany blindly from AMK interchange to J8. We suceeded, though.
Hougang Mall to Seng Kang. Stepping out of Hougang Mall's main entrance into the Eternal Sunshine, I embarked on my (long) journey home. I thought it would help if I backtracked the route taken by my driver mom from my house to HG Mall.
Here are all the landmarks i saw on my way home.
1. Hougang Mall
2. Blocks and blocks of flats
As long as i saw '89' on the signs at the bus stops, I knew i was going the right way. Otherwise I followed the huge green signboards used by drivers.
3. Very long and big canal between some Rivervale Condo and Punggol Park
I realised a very long canal stretches across Hougang from Punggol Park up to HG Mall. Never noticed that before although I see it quite frequently.
Saw a NCHS teacher in a oversized tee and SHORT shorts.
4. Temples
5. Blocks and blocks of flats
I totally forgot about the whole stretch of flats along Rivervale Drive! Uh-oh. That means more walking. Closer to home though.
6. Rivervale Plaza (took a left turn)
7. Seng Kang Sec (took a right turn)
8. My block!
I reached home at 7pm. It didn't take as long as i had imagined it to be. It was a mean feat. ok? Maybe next time i will try walking from Tamipnes to Seng Kang. =)
I'm still in search for my nail glue remover and Hawthorn Balls. ;)
Wednesday, 21 February 2007
Doughnut
Back to work. 9.30am, wake up. 10am, wait for bus and board the bus. 10.30am, reach TM. 10.45am, go into shop and do all those computer stuff. 11am, open shop. And the day starts.
Other then folding clothes, I don't remember doing anything else. I folded every single piece of clothing that is not up on the hanger. So I spent the whole day folding clothes and thinking about how disgusting my supervisor is. Haha. Mind you, she and i are the only ones in the shop. Yeah. When they are no customers, I hid in the store room and slacked and smsed. Wah, SHIOK. =)
Yay! Time to knock off. Just when I was pulling down the shutters, one woman shouted "Wait!" and she rushed in. She was here to collect her turtleneck knitwear but found a knot(which wasn't obvious at all) unsastifactory, so she went off and we had to transfer another piece here again. Sigh. Got to call up ALL the outlets again tomorrow morning. Thanks to me running about to get the shutters down as the clock hit 9.30pm, there were no excessive delays. Phew.
I went to pick up a chocolate doughnut at Breadtalk before venturing out to the bus stop. Near Esprit, I looked up from my gorgeous doughnut and guess who i saw! BRYAN, the Star Idol champion! (Yeah, and i saw host Bryan Wong recording a show at Compass Point too.) He was coming straight on towards me. Anyway, he was trying to act like he was an ordinary folk and that nobody knew who he was. WAHAHA. But you couldn't escape from my sharp eyesight. He was tall, and had his hair dyed brown with golden highlights. So NOT creative! I think he came late at night in the hope that no one will recognise him. BUT I did ! Haha. I wasn't exactly shocked or what to see him right in front of me, but, yeah, I was shocked, er what am I writing? I think I meant surprised. I was like "Oh, Bryan, who won the Star Idol contest and currently portraying a sissy in the 9pm show". I didn't even look back to steal one more glance at him. I went back to my ever-so-gorgeous-but-with-chunks-chomped-off doughnut immediately. Hey boy, you would need more than this to get my full attention. Like, reincarnate into Johnny Depp, or better still, Avril Lavigne. Haha. That will do. It was around 9.40pm then.
I was talking on the phone when I saw my bus. I ran for it and hopped on. There was this guy in his twenties seated there, his legs OPENED UP like, what, hell? Haha. He was listening to his mp3 player or something. I sat beside him, expecting him to close up and sit properly. Well damn he didn't! Sigh. Why are there this kind of people in the world? Then somehow he was talking on the phone. It wasn't very loud, but loud enough for half of the bus to hear. I could hear him through my mp3 player. And mind you, his legs are still opened. Ok. I am exaggerating. But his legs are occupying so much space that i couldn't have a comfortable amount of space to myself. We were seated at what I would call the 'family cabin' - four seats, two oppostite the other two. Get what i mean? That guy was seated inside and his legs reached across the opposite seat such that there was no space left between the two opposing seats. Anyway, an auntie got on and sat opposite me. We all had no space because of this asshole.
Which reminds me. There was once when i sat beside a lunatic. I really was forced to because there was no seats left. (I learnt the hard way-swaying to the beat of the brakes-that it's always better to find a seat.) The man was like ki dang-ing(if you know what i mean) or simply possesed or something. I glanced at him and he had a very frustrated look on his face. He was wearing some sort of CWP uniform. He occupied two-thirds of the two-seater. He was shaking his leg, legs wide opened like, well, hell. Haha. Seriously. Then he had a piece of paper curled up in his hands. Throughout the journey he made low grunts and shook his leg and fumbled with his paper. I wondered if he was sacked or something to be so disoriented. As you know, i have a wild imagination. I thought if he would suddenly stand up and bash me up for taking his seat(s) or ask his gang to whack me. That would be cool. Sigh. Nothing interesting happened, though. Haha. So, you are right- this whole paragraph is crap. Sorry for wasting your time. =)
That's all then. See ya. => Gotta open shop tomorrow. But I will end at 4.30pm! Yay!
Other then folding clothes, I don't remember doing anything else. I folded every single piece of clothing that is not up on the hanger. So I spent the whole day folding clothes and thinking about how disgusting my supervisor is. Haha. Mind you, she and i are the only ones in the shop. Yeah. When they are no customers, I hid in the store room and slacked and smsed. Wah, SHIOK. =)
Yay! Time to knock off. Just when I was pulling down the shutters, one woman shouted "Wait!" and she rushed in. She was here to collect her turtleneck knitwear but found a knot(which wasn't obvious at all) unsastifactory, so she went off and we had to transfer another piece here again. Sigh. Got to call up ALL the outlets again tomorrow morning. Thanks to me running about to get the shutters down as the clock hit 9.30pm, there were no excessive delays. Phew.
I went to pick up a chocolate doughnut at Breadtalk before venturing out to the bus stop. Near Esprit, I looked up from my gorgeous doughnut and guess who i saw! BRYAN, the Star Idol champion! (Yeah, and i saw host Bryan Wong recording a show at Compass Point too.) He was coming straight on towards me. Anyway, he was trying to act like he was an ordinary folk and that nobody knew who he was. WAHAHA. But you couldn't escape from my sharp eyesight. He was tall, and had his hair dyed brown with golden highlights. So NOT creative! I think he came late at night in the hope that no one will recognise him. BUT I did ! Haha. I wasn't exactly shocked or what to see him right in front of me, but, yeah, I was shocked, er what am I writing? I think I meant surprised. I was like "Oh, Bryan, who won the Star Idol contest and currently portraying a sissy in the 9pm show". I didn't even look back to steal one more glance at him. I went back to my ever-so-gorgeous-but-with-chunks-chomped-off doughnut immediately. Hey boy, you would need more than this to get my full attention. Like, reincarnate into Johnny Depp, or better still, Avril Lavigne. Haha. That will do. It was around 9.40pm then.
I was talking on the phone when I saw my bus. I ran for it and hopped on. There was this guy in his twenties seated there, his legs OPENED UP like, what, hell? Haha. He was listening to his mp3 player or something. I sat beside him, expecting him to close up and sit properly. Well damn he didn't! Sigh. Why are there this kind of people in the world? Then somehow he was talking on the phone. It wasn't very loud, but loud enough for half of the bus to hear. I could hear him through my mp3 player. And mind you, his legs are still opened. Ok. I am exaggerating. But his legs are occupying so much space that i couldn't have a comfortable amount of space to myself. We were seated at what I would call the 'family cabin' - four seats, two oppostite the other two. Get what i mean? That guy was seated inside and his legs reached across the opposite seat such that there was no space left between the two opposing seats. Anyway, an auntie got on and sat opposite me. We all had no space because of this asshole.
Which reminds me. There was once when i sat beside a lunatic. I really was forced to because there was no seats left. (I learnt the hard way-swaying to the beat of the brakes-that it's always better to find a seat.) The man was like ki dang-ing(if you know what i mean) or simply possesed or something. I glanced at him and he had a very frustrated look on his face. He was wearing some sort of CWP uniform. He occupied two-thirds of the two-seater. He was shaking his leg, legs wide opened like, well, hell. Haha. Seriously. Then he had a piece of paper curled up in his hands. Throughout the journey he made low grunts and shook his leg and fumbled with his paper. I wondered if he was sacked or something to be so disoriented. As you know, i have a wild imagination. I thought if he would suddenly stand up and bash me up for taking his seat(s) or ask his gang to whack me. That would be cool. Sigh. Nothing interesting happened, though. Haha. So, you are right- this whole paragraph is crap. Sorry for wasting your time. =)
That's all then. See ya. => Gotta open shop tomorrow. But I will end at 4.30pm! Yay!
Tuesday, 20 February 2007
Chimpanzee
YAY! Trip to the zoo! Yesterday night I had packed my backpack eagerly in anticipation for the outting. The last time i was there was like five years ago. But today i went with a mission- to see the polar bears.(refer to previous post for more infomation. =>)
Early this morning at around 9 or 10am, we arrived at the SIngapore Zoological Gardens. There was a tiny scuffle between my mama and I about ticketing- she mentioned somthing about getting tired and wanted to get the tickets with free unlimited tram rides while I insisted that they are useless. But of course she got her way. She's paying!
So we began our journey. We saw orang utans, chimpanzees, baboons, mandrills, pelicans, mousedeer, otters, goats, pigs, lions, white tigers(they rockl!), giraffes, sun bear, smelly rhinoes and of course, the POLAR BEARS! We caught three sessions of token feeding, that of the otters, the polar bears(Sheba waves to the audience) and the leopard. The leopard was like leaping and gnawing on the piece of meat(i think it was a goat's leg) lowered down to him by the zookeepers. The zookeepers then went away and the leopard clung on to his food with his teeth, his body hanging vertically like a puppet. I was standing right in front of the glass panel and i got it all down in video. One damn kid kept pushing in, making irritating noises and complaining to his daddy that he couldn't see. Bloody sucker. Hey kid, you can't always get things your own way or you'll end up being spolied. Yay! I love to bully young kids.
My brother and I went for a elephant ride. It was a scam! A SCAM! A SCAM! We queued up for so long just to get two minutes' ride on the elephant. The Thailand one was ten thousand times better! A SCAM through and through!
Thereafter we queued up for the tram ride. A zookeeper/ranger called out to those who intended to take a one-round trip around the zoo to take them to another waiting point. After much confusion some visitors left with her. Then a Caucasian couple followed suit. We were second in the queue and there were benches to sit on. Suddenly, I saw the Caucasian guy, who was in his fourties and a little pudgy, wobbling in front of me. They were trying to get out of the queue via us. And suddenly he fell on me. He was sitting on me, who was sitting on the bench. He struggled to get up but couldn't. I was so flabberghasted and embarrased, and i think he was too. Finally he got up and apologised. I barely managed to give him a feeble smile. Oh my god.
My mom got tired halfway, so she went to wait for us at the entrance. My younger brother and I then continued to explore the whole zoo. At the Fragile Forest, one Asian girl was yelling, with an American accent, "I thought the signs say no FEEDING!" She was obviously referring to a Caucasian woman, who was feeding bread to the Crowned pheasants. Woah. Great guts.
We proceeded to Animal Land to see goats, sheep and pigs. We went off and visited a skinny camel. There was a funny signboard regarding the camel's state of health too.
I told my brother we were going to see all the animals. And we did. We ONLY missed out the Maned Wolf. I am so proud of myself. ~_~
In the end, my mama got two rides on the tram while my brother and I got one each. What a wonderful day. All was perfect- the weather, the time, the people(well, the zip of my bag broke but i fixed it)- except the prices of the food. Haha.
Oh... have to work tomorrow. Again.
Early this morning at around 9 or 10am, we arrived at the SIngapore Zoological Gardens. There was a tiny scuffle between my mama and I about ticketing- she mentioned somthing about getting tired and wanted to get the tickets with free unlimited tram rides while I insisted that they are useless. But of course she got her way. She's paying!
So we began our journey. We saw orang utans, chimpanzees, baboons, mandrills, pelicans, mousedeer, otters, goats, pigs, lions, white tigers(they rockl!), giraffes, sun bear, smelly rhinoes and of course, the POLAR BEARS! We caught three sessions of token feeding, that of the otters, the polar bears(Sheba waves to the audience) and the leopard. The leopard was like leaping and gnawing on the piece of meat(i think it was a goat's leg) lowered down to him by the zookeepers. The zookeepers then went away and the leopard clung on to his food with his teeth, his body hanging vertically like a puppet. I was standing right in front of the glass panel and i got it all down in video. One damn kid kept pushing in, making irritating noises and complaining to his daddy that he couldn't see. Bloody sucker. Hey kid, you can't always get things your own way or you'll end up being spolied. Yay! I love to bully young kids.
My brother and I went for a elephant ride. It was a scam! A SCAM! A SCAM! We queued up for so long just to get two minutes' ride on the elephant. The Thailand one was ten thousand times better! A SCAM through and through!
Thereafter we queued up for the tram ride. A zookeeper/ranger called out to those who intended to take a one-round trip around the zoo to take them to another waiting point. After much confusion some visitors left with her. Then a Caucasian couple followed suit. We were second in the queue and there were benches to sit on. Suddenly, I saw the Caucasian guy, who was in his fourties and a little pudgy, wobbling in front of me. They were trying to get out of the queue via us. And suddenly he fell on me. He was sitting on me, who was sitting on the bench. He struggled to get up but couldn't. I was so flabberghasted and embarrased, and i think he was too. Finally he got up and apologised. I barely managed to give him a feeble smile. Oh my god.
My mom got tired halfway, so she went to wait for us at the entrance. My younger brother and I then continued to explore the whole zoo. At the Fragile Forest, one Asian girl was yelling, with an American accent, "I thought the signs say no FEEDING!" She was obviously referring to a Caucasian woman, who was feeding bread to the Crowned pheasants. Woah. Great guts.
We proceeded to Animal Land to see goats, sheep and pigs. We went off and visited a skinny camel. There was a funny signboard regarding the camel's state of health too.
I told my brother we were going to see all the animals. And we did. We ONLY missed out the Maned Wolf. I am so proud of myself. ~_~
In the end, my mama got two rides on the tram while my brother and I got one each. What a wonderful day. All was perfect- the weather, the time, the people(well, the zip of my bag broke but i fixed it)- except the prices of the food. Haha.
Oh... have to work tomorrow. Again.
Monday, 19 February 2007
Boredom
Today is the second day of the Lunar New Year. We were supposed to go to the zoo today, but since I subconsciously refused to get out of bed, we didn't manage to go. It was my idea to go to the zoo because i wanted to see the polar bears, Inuka and his mother, Sheba for the one last time. Inuka will be leaving for a temperate zoo once his mom dies. Ok, enough of the conservational lecture.
So we opted for a movie instead- Jack Neo's 'Just Follow Law'. I can't figure out why my mother likes to watch JN's movies so much. Maybe because they're in Chinese and have a (weak) sense of humour. Thanks to her, we have never missed a single JN movie except 'I Do, I Do'. Anyway...
Wow, damn there was really a lot of people. The entrance was flooded with movie-goers waithing for cinema seating. 5.10pm was the time when the show was supposed to start and ALSO the time we were allowed to enter. (Haha. Not enough workers to clean up the cinema halls, huh?)
Like what I expected from Jack Neo, it was lame as it could ever be. But an auntie seated behind us started laughing like mad even before the show really started. Haha. Yeah, though it was mostly lame, some parts were truely hilarious. Like when Muthu, a security guard, got reprimanded for clamping the wheels of a fire engine, he sobbed and cried "I better go back to India lah!". Oh, you should look at his facial expression and his actions. Haha. Basically, I feel that this movie is good compared to other movies of Jack Neo. I just hate all those tear-jerking scenes in the 'I Not Stupid' series. Fann Wong and Gurmit Singh did fairly well, I would say. Although the plot is a run-of-the-mill one about the changing of souls between a man and a woman, i would say its worth a watch for a good laugh.
Yeah, That's about it. Have to wake up early tomorrow for my outting to the zoo! =)
So we opted for a movie instead- Jack Neo's 'Just Follow Law'. I can't figure out why my mother likes to watch JN's movies so much. Maybe because they're in Chinese and have a (weak) sense of humour. Thanks to her, we have never missed a single JN movie except 'I Do, I Do'. Anyway...
Wow, damn there was really a lot of people. The entrance was flooded with movie-goers waithing for cinema seating. 5.10pm was the time when the show was supposed to start and ALSO the time we were allowed to enter. (Haha. Not enough workers to clean up the cinema halls, huh?)
Like what I expected from Jack Neo, it was lame as it could ever be. But an auntie seated behind us started laughing like mad even before the show really started. Haha. Yeah, though it was mostly lame, some parts were truely hilarious. Like when Muthu, a security guard, got reprimanded for clamping the wheels of a fire engine, he sobbed and cried "I better go back to India lah!". Oh, you should look at his facial expression and his actions. Haha. Basically, I feel that this movie is good compared to other movies of Jack Neo. I just hate all those tear-jerking scenes in the 'I Not Stupid' series. Fann Wong and Gurmit Singh did fairly well, I would say. Although the plot is a run-of-the-mill one about the changing of souls between a man and a woman, i would say its worth a watch for a good laugh.
Yeah, That's about it. Have to wake up early tomorrow for my outting to the zoo! =)
Abhorrence
Yesterday was the first day of the Lunar New Year. Sigh. Have to go visit my realatives again. I don't really like it. I have nothing to do over there. All the people there are either young childish kids or obnoxious people I don't like. Oh.. what a torture. Somemore there are always no good programmes on TV on New Year Day. Only the encore of the previous day's countdown party or some sorta lion dance competition. Then there's no place to go so all the shops will be closed. It's so damn boring. To me, only the pre-CNY days are appealing. Cause it's a reason to buy new clothes and shoes! Anyway I don't buy for CNY's sake. I buy something when I like it. Haha.
But the actual day wasn't that bad actually. We went to my paternal grandma's house. LUCKILY nobody tried to start a conversation with me. Phew. =) I just slacked around , called my friends, ate some CNY goodies, goofed around, watched the (boring) TV and go ka jiao the babies(not mine, of course!). Then some unknown people came in. From what my mom said they are my father's cousins or something. Amidst the commotion I yelled "Eh, who are you huh?" at them but fortunately they didn't hear me. Haha. Who cares who they are, though, as long as I managed to get more hongbao money. =) Yeah, so I got all my hongbaos. (The total amount is confidential, though. Haha.)
Up next, we went to pray at a temple. After spending sometime there, we proceeded to River Hongbao 2007, which is held near Esplanade. I was so utterly dissapointed about the event. It was all wrong. The decorations, place, everything. Well, this isn't exactly the first time I have felt like this. My family and I have been avid supporters of River Hongbao since I was like five, and it is turning worse every year. In the past, the signature statues of the Eight Immortals and the God of Wealth were masterfully and beautifully crafted. Now, they have degraded to mediocre pieces of cloth which are shaped by wires and lighted up by neon lights. YUCKS THEY SUCK! Then they are the dozens of booths selling souvenirs and food and a mini funfair. Nothing much attractive. The festive spirit of the past is now all gone. I prefer the then River Hongbao, where there are wooden planks to cover up the sticky mud and when it wasn't so commercial. It was so much more real. =/ My mom even suggested we don't come here anymore in the future.
Disappointed, we went to wait for the fireworks which start at nine. It was gorgeous. I think it must be my tenth or so time watching fireworks. But i still like it. At least it helped to lessen the previous disappointment. Come on, please let the management of River Hongbao read this!
Anyway, Happy Lunar New Year to all!
But the actual day wasn't that bad actually. We went to my paternal grandma's house. LUCKILY nobody tried to start a conversation with me. Phew. =) I just slacked around , called my friends, ate some CNY goodies, goofed around, watched the (boring) TV and go ka jiao the babies(not mine, of course!). Then some unknown people came in. From what my mom said they are my father's cousins or something. Amidst the commotion I yelled "Eh, who are you huh?" at them but fortunately they didn't hear me. Haha. Who cares who they are, though, as long as I managed to get more hongbao money. =) Yeah, so I got all my hongbaos. (The total amount is confidential, though. Haha.)
Up next, we went to pray at a temple. After spending sometime there, we proceeded to River Hongbao 2007, which is held near Esplanade. I was so utterly dissapointed about the event. It was all wrong. The decorations, place, everything. Well, this isn't exactly the first time I have felt like this. My family and I have been avid supporters of River Hongbao since I was like five, and it is turning worse every year. In the past, the signature statues of the Eight Immortals and the God of Wealth were masterfully and beautifully crafted. Now, they have degraded to mediocre pieces of cloth which are shaped by wires and lighted up by neon lights. YUCKS THEY SUCK! Then they are the dozens of booths selling souvenirs and food and a mini funfair. Nothing much attractive. The festive spirit of the past is now all gone. I prefer the then River Hongbao, where there are wooden planks to cover up the sticky mud and when it wasn't so commercial. It was so much more real. =/ My mom even suggested we don't come here anymore in the future.
Disappointed, we went to wait for the fireworks which start at nine. It was gorgeous. I think it must be my tenth or so time watching fireworks. But i still like it. At least it helped to lessen the previous disappointment. Come on, please let the management of River Hongbao read this!
Anyway, Happy Lunar New Year to all!
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