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so technically my last day of work was on the 27th. if they don't call me and mira back that is. well, they already did but we rejected cos school's reopening soon.

as much as i hate going to work(mainly cos of customers), at least the people there are caring. quite international i must say. malaysia, indonesia, philippines, china, india, nepal and that one nice girl from i'm not sure...vietnam or myanmar. by now, you'll realise there's no point reading further unless you have nothing else to do. this post is more like a self recount of work. it's gonna be scattered.
because mira and i worked night shifts, it is no wonders that the majority there were guys. about three weeks into december, the manager changed shift. he was replaced by kakak and the vietnam/myanmar girl. at last, girls! hehe.
by then, mira and i took turns to work since hakim had come back from cuti kahwin. almost everyday we'd call each other to update on what happened. more of like complain sessions. we'd talk for very long. kalahkan pasangan bercinta.
of course, meal was provided. but i still dunno if we were allowed to take the food other than that meal. anyhow, they would sneakingly take the pastry for us. there were times also when they experimented with food and let me judged. milo milkshake. "tastes like milo icecream". mek sejak bila ada aiskrim milo. they told me they once tried adding milo into hard boiled egg. haha ew.
oh there's this aunty who starts work at 6am. she always complain about the dish washer's incompetency. "hari hari macam gini gua boleh mati oh". haha. diorang dua asyik bermasam muka je. gelagat diorang reminds me of my late grandma with her sister.
there was one time, at around 3am, we witnessed the police putting up like some sort of barricades from the entrance to the departure hall. and gradually, girls started streaming in, armed with banners. that was the first time i was so close to fanatic fans. when the superstars walked into the terminal, the girls were screaming like mad. mira heard some guy saying "what kind of superstars go to budget terminal?". ahah. i'm not sure who they were. some tawainese stars i believe.
mira has ever witnessed a customer being brought away by police. we later learnt from the papers that he was in posession of heroin.
nearing the o level results day, there was once mira and i worked together. we were fretting over the results day. we were cleaning the dining area and there were no customers at all. quite a rare. we were convincing ourselves it was because malaikat lalu and that we will get into jc insya' Allah. Alhamdulillah, we got into a jc and the same one at that. i remember everytime they asked when school starts, we would say feb so that we could stop work asap. banyak-banyak cakap gitu macam doa la kan. dapat jugak masuk jc.
oh ya, it's funny that the first person who called me to ask about my results was hakim. that morning i was working, tak keruan seh. he noticed my anxiousness and was telling me not to be all stressed up. he also gave mira a call even though apparently it was his sleeping time. "pass tak?" :D.
tabik ah orang-orang ni. some of them came to singapore alone. some ulang-alik johor. some come to gain work experience, some to earn cash, one came as an attachment.
that filipino guy was asking what's 'how are you' in malay. we told him 'apa khabar?'. and then he said "abacadabra!" lengkap dengan action sekali. kekek ah.

it was an eye-opener experience. but i don't see myself in f&b in the future.

i'm posted to meridian. i never really set my eyes on any particular college so i accept whichever jc i'm given. man, i hate first days. but goodbyes are harder:(

my biological clock haywire already.

aiyah everything lah.

hsbc tree top walk! with hafeeza, fionat, shengling and yuting. and monkeys and the smiling monkey who smiled at feezy. and my cannotmakeit shoes. beautiful greeneries, nice sceneries. we had only one pathetic photo taken. and i don't know where i put my cable. it wasn't functioning the last time i used it anyway.
more of this outing please :)

yesterday the chef cooked up a feast :). a pre-celebration for the chinese new year i guess. i was taken by surprise when he personally called me into the kitchen to eat. i was greeted by a buffet at the table top. sharkfin soup, chicken, prawns, that big fish, some beef thingy and i dunno what. very posh spread just that it was placed in normal trays. understandable. the others were already enthusiastically scooping food onto their plates, while i stood there still surprised until san passed me the plate. haha. as usual, i had no appetite so i just took some rice and flooded it with the sharkfin soup so that i could swallow it easily, and took some chicken. it tasted nice! it must've been nicer if not for my blocked nose and sore throat.
other than that, work was boring. not many people. and my partner din allow me to work inside.

meeting with liyana later for dinner. it's been long. and then over to jessica's! gotta go, bye

it started with him asking whether i've submitted the jae form. then he quite disagreed that i wanted the science stream. after explaining to him, he told me i have his support whatever my decision is as he doesn't want to repeat the mistakes.
it didn't end there. he brought her into the topic. how she misused her authority. of course his judgment was biased. no use correcting him. so complicated. i didn't know where to start anyway. not that she is correct either, but i blame it to communication breakdown.
so i just stared hard into the book i was reading to read. the drone of his voice still clear at the background. whatever la, just pour out your feelings k. he did mention to just take this is as another challenge in life and not to be affected much. yea, i've gotten past that emotional struggle phase and am already immuned to it, thanks. there are others who are worse off.

my nose feels itchy and my throat bleagh. i predict running nose and cough. how am i suppose to deal with food and customers liddaT? lozenges, be helpful.

nowadays i get easily irritated when surrounded with unconstructive loud noises. mum talks like screaming and it echoes through at least the whole 4th level. when she screams, it shrills. i reckon half the block, minimum, can hear her.

on sunday i accompanied mum to erm a seminar/demonstration/talk/promotion(?) at elken. their audio was super loud. and may i have the honour to smack that particular speaker who talks directly into that freaking microphone. what made me more restless was that they were a bunch of money-minded people who were showing how to get rich by joining the multi-level marketing ok i'm not cut out to be in business. and and every time the speaker praised the products or the company, somebody behind would blow this deafening annoying whistle. or some guy would shout 'baik' and then initiated clapping. i'm not even sure if it was the word baik because he just made some stupid noise.

the announcement voice in the new mrts is too loud. and it makes it impossible for me to make a phonecall with my lousy-voice-volume-phone.

my current manager is very lantang. what, one at home not enough is it? ok, at least my manager's voice is not high-pitched.

Noor jannah's kitchen. Checked. Dallas chicken and ribs. Checked.

Recently I've been on a lookout for cheap good food. On the new year's eve, mira and I had dinner at noor jannah's kitchen at changi road. out of the wide variety of food, we had the hongkong mee and seafood horfun (ala carte). For 4 bucks each, it's of an average taste with hints of smokiness. I like smoky flavours. I am making it a point to come back to try the other fusion dishes.

For yesterday's lunch, I dragged azizah down to upper cross street to give Dallas a try. hehe thank you for layan-ing my kerenah, friend. all the way to chinatown.
The chicken rolo was wrapped in a prata instead of torilla skin. The prata was a tad crispy and the chicken meat was tender but not so juicy. Azizah had the two piece chicken. I still prefer kfc and she, arnold's.

next up, i'm thinking of mak's place. and try the whole stretch of food places at changi road. hehe

barom's not at home, schooling duh so, peace. going out for lunch with azizah later. will have to come home early cos i'm going to jb tonight. before that, i will need my daily dose of mira over the phone. so even though i just got back from work, i'm too excited to sleep.