hahaha ok so many things to blog about! ummm. lets see. got this job, my whole holiday schedule has to change
and i bloody forgot about my dental appointments. im so dead. i'll need a week's mc for my dental op. howhowhowwwww
ok updates. as arie requested.
class chalet on tuesday night after work (work sucks in case youre wondering. shall elaborate later (: ) had to restart fire for them because they couldnt start fire, and according to haiyiu who tried to start fire earlier, they had to get this indian man repairing the lights to help them. HAHAHAHA. yes so i became charcoal hands and soon became charcoal face because i had to constantly push the hair out of my eyes. luckily elizabeth had this rubber band and helped me tie my hair with it.
oh no i forgot to get back the two bucks she owes me!!! darn im broke enough. the dining credit shuhoosh owes me still has eight bucks and i doubt it will ever deplete because im always paying her food for her.
next morning i left. breakfast was microwaved leftovers. whee. we're like one big family. there's bish the daddy who goes around asking what we want to eat and asking us to eat more, then jo the mom, who takes orders from daddy and cooks them, fiona the ahma who sits and screams at people lol! xuefen the philipino maid who gets leaves (only on wed mornings), me the dajie who's (supposedly) scandalous and won't return home after work, haiyiu the sister, iris the baby, and jieshi, who will probably be the other baby if she went for chalet. hahaha
I MISS MY GANG. i love you gang <3
off on friday, went shopping with mom but it wasnt fruitful. i cant wait till i get my salary so i can splurge like nobody's business. like those women in this book im reading. horrible influence, that book.
weekend works are the pits, esp with the poor charlene doing queue. im like a queue machine, ive repeated the same lines "please proceed up to 7th storey, walk through the glass door, turn right into lift lobby and take the lift up. thank you" and "our counter staff are busy at the moment, we will attend to you shortly." a million times. ugh.
shopping shopping shopping. i wish i had money. suddenly i wished i hadnt sign up for prom. i wouldnt be obligated to shop EVERY NIGHT of the week raurrrrrr. it sucks to have something to shop for and a deadline to meet. like, shopping for absolutely random stuff is so much more fun dont you think so? plus there's me who look horribly fat in any dress available on every shelf, i really cant decide on a dress, making things suck even more. maybe if i had more money, i would just buy like 5 dresses and pick one on prom day or sth. hurhhhhh.
that bad-influence book im reading, as mentioned above, is called the debutante divorcee. its making me want to get a divorce.
this is bad. i'm not even married. im not even close to getting married wth. badbadbad.
isn't a divorce supposed to make women sad and cry their eyeballs out? even breakups are
date tonight with anyi. shopping for that non existant prom dress of course. raur. i better get something soon. 3 more days. OMG I JUST REALISED ITS SO NEAR. ARGHHHH
im acting like a total bimbo about this i know. i cant help it. its prom. i cant wear jeans to prom. i have to wear a dress. to me, wearing a dress = bimbo. so just act like a bimbo lor.
