The Secret Annexe

to all who's shown their appreciations: thank you. really appreciate it.

to a specific few (esp audrey, cherlyn, cindy and terkey): thank you, thank you, thank you. the brilliant-est idea ever! "MIAO!".

things i needed/wanted and GOT :
1. a new Bible (nkjv)
2. guitar tuner (cum the M thing also called the METRONOME)
3. boxers (quik-ies frm my bro)
4. ALTER BRIDGE'S One Day Remains CD!!!! (frm myself)

things i didn't expect and GOT :
1. 'free gift' from TOPSHOP
2. a whole tin of cookies and lollipop cookie all frm famous amos

all in all, i got what i wanted. and i love them. VERY thoughtful gifts, ESP the 'free gift' from TopShop. can never express how much i appreciate it all.

its totally memorable, but i can't wait to turn 18 actually, 17 doesn't seem a very nice number. its in-between, like never belonging.

-just ignore that statement-

the unfriendly neigbour

i've been posted to mustafa-haha to promote samsung mp3 players. mustafa is a pretty interesting place. the things there are pretty cheap, actually not, just relatively lower than everywhere else.

here's a few things i didn't know about mustafa:
1. the staff are majority indians
2. its opened 24 hours - the staff work a 14 hour shift
3. its very very big
4. they have about 2 levels dedicated to jewellery alone - gold gracelets and all
(my i tell you, a whole level of gold + spot light = GLARING)
5. its a little like supermarket meets superstore

most indians can't really pronouce the word 'v' very well. they usually mispronouce it til it sounds like a 'w'. so what happened was...

customer: how's it (refering to yh-820) moving?
me: oh! no, it does not have the movie function.

how embarassing. i really had difficulty understanding some of them, and with their moustache, its almost impossible to lip read as well. when i randomly saw a staff tag. his name reads: mohammad aladdin. maybe mustafa is indeed a magic carpet fly away place.

the lift in mustafa is SCARY. its almost transparent like those in the mrt stations. those kind of lift. can you imagine riding on those lift from basement all the way to level6? the walls of the outside outside of the lift are just plain steel things. so there's no glass or anything, but occasional steel brackets. only the lift itself, is glass. when i was riding the lift, on my hunt for a clean toilet seat, i got almost so freaked out i found myself psyching myself not to look down and started grabbing the hand poles really tightly. heights do scare me a little, but the lift, it would freak any normal human being out man. (okay maybe just me) but do try it, the next time you decide to visit mustafa.

monday's my next pay day. YAY! im excited.

okay i get it
lucy was in the sky with diamonds

terkey's got my heart thumping, so madly now. not cos she confessed her love to me or anything, but all about THAT letter.

here's the rumour that comes together with the letter:
you receive a letter from the govt asking you to consider teaching as a career, only if your L1R5 for your o's are under 20.

my take on the rumour:
1. if that's so, the govt has to send alot of letters, and everyone in jc would have received that letter.
2. it is absolutely ridiculous to propose teaching as a career to a 6 pointer?
3. the letter starts with "dear students" and not "dear so and so"? so that means it's a general letter? but that also means the person is qualified to enter a jc, and then proceed to nie after his/her 2 years of education there, since not everyone in jc gets to nus. some end up in nie, after being rejected by nus.
4. maybe only the letter was sent to people who made it to the all arts combi for the first three months in jc, since most of them end up becoming teachers and there's no other option left but to become a teacher.

ah whatever. i shall not be bothered with that matter YET, at least not at the moment. no point fretting too much over it, since all that has to be done, HAS to be done. so yah, i'll just trust in myself and God. oh God help me. at most, i'll just cry when i receive that peice of certificate. and after the crying, life goes on, and i'll reconsider the options laid out before me.

for now, here's my new found love...



its a ibanez talman. i think that's what its called. im bad with guitar names. i found it in sweelee (the one along sims drive) today. the price's pretty reasonable for a semi accoustic, about $420. the guitar sounds good to me, and its very comfortable to play with. the fret board's just right, not too small, and not too big. just nice for my little hands. god help me, im so tempted to get it with my pay right now! but no, i shall save up and not bother to touch my pay. i'll only buy it with my pocket money given frm my parents. no maybe i'll compromise alittle. taking some frm here and there. maybe i should get it the next sweelee sale. or maybe not, since i hate sales cos there'll be alot of people. but during the sale, it'll be 50% off all items.

and i saw my squire there. the one i got for only $99 bucks. now they have the blue and black ones. and they look good. but they're selling it for $288 now. cheaper than the semi-accst above.

alright bye, there's work tmr.

tis the season to be (very) jolly

alright everybody do celebrate together with me...
(celebration is only while entry last)

I'VE HIT/EXCEEDED MY SALES TARGET TODAY!

alright the target was 15 in 2 days, and i managed a whopping 18.

okay bye, and do remember to pop that champagne.

the angels they burn inside for us

im infuriated. okay maybe not that much actually. well, today just made me dislike xxx's b#$t !@#$ even more. that work place is just fucking filled with c.a.b's employees. middle aged men who obviously had some history is the triad business. people who may have done some debt collection. people who fought their guts out. people with bodies tattooed with images of dragons and god knows what ugly things they print up there. and most of all, middle aged men with BIG PAUNCHES and fucking retired c.a.b looking faces. go eat feaces lah, brother.

this stupid shit head guy (let's call him DRIFT WOOD) actually recommended me to this company called shinco, so i could promote those fucking looking portable dvd's cos he was looking for someone to stand in for the previous promoter cos she was quitting. let me tell you why only an idiot would take up that job. FIRST OF ALL, the pay sucks. they pay you only a measly $3/hr! like what the fuck, bro shinco. even macdonalds pay more, you bloody cheapskate china brand. you think you're hiring farmers? or do you think you're hiring peasants to work for you? if you pay a peasant 50cents, he'll be more than happy. but no we're urban-ites, and not rural-ists. SECONDLY, so what if there's commission. i doubt i'll make much cos i can't communicate in mandarin properly, let alone cantonese. the main consumers are CANTO SPEAKING AUNTIES.
THIRDLY, that drift wood guy doesn't seem at all sincere in getting me that job. he just appears to be roping me in, so that he gets maybe like some sort of incentive out of me, frm the company. so why should i?

and now im angry because i told him that i will only call him back if im interested. and i made no promises, only he got his hopes up high. i seemed like i was okay with it, COS I WAS IN A RUSH TO LEAVE IMM AS QUICKLY AS POSSIBLE AFTER I RETURNED MY TAG. and if he misinterpreted that as enthusiasm or zealousness, so sorry my friend, then i've got you fooled. so when i reported to work today at that fucked up place, sarcasm was thrown straight into me.

like this.

drift wood: wah you still got face to come back here ah?
me: (thinking to myself, "why not?")
drift wood: you fly aeroplane hor. -tells the other promoter beside me- eh yi hou zuo ren bu yao xiang ta she yang.

what the fuck, what a petty MAN. oh well if making those sarcastic statements made him happier, then i'd be honoured to be able to bring him some happiness. (:

what a fucking gay. think you'd be happier fucking your mom's pubes man. so maybe you should go home and have a try.

fighting all the demons will take time

rain rain go away
come again another day
all the world is waiting for the sun

- breaking benjamin

another rainy day. went out to meet terkey, the kids and cherlyn in town. cos apparently check point one is far east for terkey, cos cj is just dont know how many stops away. and there were lots of fellow c (clap x5) - j - (clap x5) - c (clap x5) as well.

(why am i blogging such things?)

ah yah, but we had fun together today. clapping alot and cheering alot, all the way frm taka to wisma. scaring a couple of people on the way, amusing lots as well. esp the rgs girls eh, frm the toilet. we're weird people. when we were in phs and told to cheer, we simply stare and not cheer. at most we'll keep ourselves really entertained by making noise and doing about anything but cheer. (okay, maybe we did do some when we were in hpt). now, we're enjoying cheering about almost any other name. orientation is still in the air for most people i guess. it must be, cos terkey is still dancing and cheering.

had a pretty long talk with my bro just now. no, im not trying to seduce him or anything. just the common brother sister talk. we talked about lots of stuff like church and certain people, but mostly about church.

tmr's pay day! first pay day. after that, i shall sneak down to masala to watch him and his church friends jam. its going to be disastrous i think.

do you call it phleg-choly?

alright i did this, and turns out that i'm highly phlegmatic and melancholy. followed by sanguine, and then choleric. goodness gracious, i didn't know i was THAT phlegmatic man! my scores for being phlegmatic is twice as high as those of the others, combined together.

im going to be a nice/good girl tmr, cos im reporting to mi for the very first time for orientation. i really pray for the best tmr. cos im not exactly being very enthusiastic about it. i feel like pulling out frm mi for the first three months, cos first of all, im going to wasting my parents money if im going there for only probably 5 times a month. see, if you have work, and you probably have more fun working, and secondly, you don't really have the intentions to stay on in mi after you get your o's results back, then you'll probably feel the same way as i do now - go work your ass off first and not waste your parents money by reporting to school only 5 times a month.

mi seems only like a great place for orienatation purposes. but after that, its not very convincing yet.

so far i can't make my mind up yet. i don't wanna waste my parents money, yet at the same time, i wanna try for the commerce subjects in mi for probably a week, and then i'll pull out frm it? the arts path is too rigid. probably a killer as well. sometimes when you have too many choices, it makes you fickle.

im tempted to pull out frm the whole first three months thing, how disappointing can this be? and my parents agree that it's a pretty waste of time. cos they think i'd be better off, doing some money making since i have no intentions for mi or jc. makes sense though.

ah we'll see how tmr. maybe i'll just try mi for a month first. then if i can still pull out by then i will. we'll see, we'll see...