The dead birdS

I remember I used t go thru this phase when I’d freak out whenever I walk pass a light/lamp/bulb and it fuses. Last year I remember fusing about 3 to 4 lights when I walked pass it. And a few times the lights just went off when I’m near it, and then came back on again whenever I walk away. I thought I had super power. I guess it was just coincidence or mere ‘mou liu’ness and over sensitivity. I also thought I was jinxed with this curse that whenever I touch techy gadgets, they’ll fail me and play dead. It happened to my mobile phone, computer, mp3, laptop… and sometimes even the TV remote control. I wasn’t superstitious… I was just a furious girl who can’t use gadgets… now something is wrong with my mp3. when I play live music, it is as if the crowd cheering for the band is having a synchronized hick up going on. And it is as if the Jazz genre changed its style to staccato beats though out the whole song… darn…well, bottom line is… me and gadgets are like ‘itchy and scratchy’ from The Simpsons, trying to kill each other but no one dies at the end. But this time, I don’t think I’m being too sensitive on this particular issue. Remember I told u about me seeing

reason for seasons

Having experienced a bit of all four seasons, I can finally say I’ve been to Australia. The locals say this year’s weather is kinda crazy, so whatever I’ve experienced was a hoax. Yet I’m determined to tell others that “I’ve encountered all fours”. Winter made Adelaide dead-er than ever. Good thing there’s no snow or else I think I’d fall into depression mode and kill myself with icicles. The cold morning I had to fight to get to uni was bad. The late buses weren’t helping and it was worst when I had to pee. But it was fun being all warm and cuddly indoors around the heater/fire place. And when u go out of a building u breathe like a dragon with smoke coming out of ur nostrils. Heaters became my best friend and sleeping with my hot darling (my laptop) kept me warm all night. Spring wasn’t really as bouncy as I thought it would be. It was still icy cold at night and sizzling hot at noon. The mix of winter and summer made ppl fall sick and hay fever was so common, Subway staff were falling sick and I had to fill in their shifts (but usually I’ll make up excuses and say I cant make it =p). Flowers began to bloom and trees had its glow again! The rain was supposed to fall in winter but it was late this year and it came in spring. The smell of rain and the damp feeling made me feel home sick. But the trauma of bird attack still remains as my worse spring experience. Summer is a bummer if u hate the heat. If u think the heat in msia is agonizing, u’re wrong. At least u get to sweat and make things equal. Over here… u can only cry in pain when u walk under direct sunlight for a period of time. Its quite disturbing knowing that u wont realize that u’re being char-grilled by the UV rays cuz of the cold breeze. Yet, the good part is that u can see more hot chicks on the streets as they wear minimal clothing and chunky dudes staying ventilated. Autumn was like the cooler part of summer, balding the trees and dirtying the streets. I didn’t really pay attention to how autumn was like cuz I was busy preparing myself for winter (which wasn’t as cold as I thought it would be). But the skies were always so beautiful and the sunsets can make u tear. Actually, come to think of it, the sky is always pretty in every season. Sometimes it’s spilled with pinkish orange with roaming cream clouds. Sometimes it’ll be purple and yellow with a hint of turquoise. A fashion faux pas but it’s an awesome sky-sight if u ask me. I really like the idea of changing seasons. It took me 18 long years to adapt to a year long summer and now I’m starting to like the changing experience.

Independence Day

As most of u would hv known by now…. being independent is not as easy as it seems. But there’s something harder than that—it’s to PROVE that u’re CAPABLE of being INDEPENDENT that’s hard. Well, for all I can remember, I’ve been trying to do the hard part all along, and I never seem to be getting anywhere. Its like going round and round… [ring around a roses….] I’ve been a good girl, a good daughter [never fought back at parents], a good student [didn’t throw the exercise book back at my teacher], a good sister [gave her my old clothes], a good friend [forgave a friend for not sending me off], a good niece [sang loudly only in the shower and when I’m home alone], a good employee [didn’t stick my hand in the oven and sue the company for making me lose a limb] …. All is good But all those stuff just won’t establish the fact that I’m old enuf to take care of myself. Maybe I’m not. But if I’m not given the chance to try, how would I know? Aneewayzzzz, my point is…I wanna go to the deep end of the pool. Where most people my age are at. I know I will be complaining how hard it is to paddle at the deep end, but at least I’m where I’m supposed to be. But I shouldn’t complain… its cool to swim around with floats =) I wanted to move out. I wanted to smell the hard side of life (the real way), and I needed to stay nearer to civilization. I also wanted more freedom and hv control of my actions more. Not forgetting some privacy. And to be treated like a young lady who is responsible for her own troubles. I know how to wash plates and I am not hiding myself in my room aimlessly surfing the net!!! [the list goes on]I have a life. But a very controlled life…. So I thought moving out was my solution. But guess what… that’s controlled too! So heck with it… I’m gonna be satisfied with my shallow end of the pool. Enjoy luxurious home cooked meals, smile at more sarcastic naggings, and spend precious time with good old Adelaide metro busses (not so good sometimes). It’ll do me good… eat like a fat pig and be pampered. At least for jz one more year. Independence Day will come.

the story of Dude

This dude had a girlfriend called Loraine. They went out for a couple of years and one sinful day, he met this girl with the name Clearly. Clearly is a very sweet and gentle girl. Totally opposite of Loraine. That’s y Dude suddenly had the strong feelings for Clearly. But as u know… guys who gets caught with having an affair will end up pretty much dead. And that was what happened. With her razor sharp woman senses, Loraine knew something fishy was going on in Dude’s puny mind. So she tracked down his thoughts, and found out about little miss Clearly. Being outraged and fiery, Loraine burst into tears and fought with Dude and threatened to kill herself if he still has the intention to even THINK about Clearly. Ending up by the lake near Dude’s house, their heated argument still didn’t cool down. Suddenly! (as all you potential directors mite aspect) Loraine tripped and fell into the black lake, which swallowed her like a … like a… like a calm lake sucking in an angry girl who found out her boyfriend sucks at keeping secrets. After that catastrophe, Dude starred into the lake for awhile, then skipped away, back to his home singing: “I can see Clearly now, Loraine is gone~”

i'm going crazy....



if i have a camera phone... this blog will b more interesting...

this is wat happens when jez gets a tiny bit crazy.

i pose with my darling...


and i force people to smile with me....



ps: i'm not reading that harry potter book ( as seen in the pic...) i had to analyze book covers and that one one of them-- the indonesian/malay version of HP

pps: i think i'm ornithophobic (fear of birds)

ppps: i now take a longer route home from the bus stop cuz i can get myself to walk down that path ever again...

pppps: ps means postscript, and play station, and pancake sauce

p(^5)s: i like my new bangs (fringe). but its growing really fast...

attack of THE BIRD

It was a fine and sunny afternoon, and I was walking back home from the bus stop, singing my song, and thinking of what to do when I get home.

I had to cross this road and this boy was on the other side of the road. So as I was crossing, this boy suddenly dashed in front of me, to get to the lane I was walking on. I was like… what the..?

So, anyways, I continued humming my song once I successfully crossed the road. I continued walking when ALL OF A SUDDEN!!!

THIS SMALL BLACK OBJECT WAS COMING TOWARDS ME IN HIGH SPEED (at eye level). (notice the capital letters… it means I’m actually screaming if I were telling u this, in person).

It was a little black bird with a stroke of white feathers under its wings. I had no idea why it was flying so low, and why it was flying towards a moving human being. Just before that creature could hit me on my face, I managed to duck down to let it fly just inches away from my head. (it reminded me of my Frisbee experience in Inti when I almost got killed by a flying plate in the dark, but thanks to my not-too-slow reactions, I’m still alive and typing this out)

My heart began to beat a few thousand times faster than the usual, and I began to walk faster, forgetting about the song. “so this was why the boy dash in front of me… he was the bird’s (unsuccessful) victim…”

I turned back to check if I’m clear from 2nd strike or not. And I saw this same bird perched on a fence, killing me with its violent stare. My pace tried to race up with my heartbeat.

The image of that flash is still so vivid in my mind right now. Ok, I’ll draw it out…
The stare was as sharp as its beak, which was pointed right at me. The aerodynamic shape of that bird made that image look like a round ball with a shiny point in the middle and two black dots above that shiny point.

AND THEN THAT THING STARTED TO CHARGE DIRECTLY AT ME AGAIN!!!!

The 1st thing that was in my mind: “did I leave any leftovers from my sandwich that I had for lunch in my hair or something?!?!?”

I plunged again to avoid the mad thing and did not dare look back at the charging bird. I walked quickly back home, traumatised by this attack.

I’m really freaked out right now… why do aussie birds do dumb things like attack humans, or fly low so that they get hit by busses?!?! Mandy said she was attacked by birds TWICE when she was doing her delivery job. But the birds that attacked her were magpies… apparently they do attack humans during spring/summer, don’t know the reason. But for my case… it wasn’t a magpie… it was a smaller bird… Could be a magpie-wannabe…

Anyways, so far I’ve not heard of any news about civilians dying after attacked by a bird. But I’ve seen shows that the birds attack ppl… its called:

subway rap

Yoyo, cum’on rap w’me

*disk screech*

A few months ago I felt broke,
So I flipped the papers for a look.
Got to an interview where they asked if I can cook,
I said ‘I dunno what do with a fish after it detaches from the hook’.

Surprisingly I got the job,
No more time to be a blob.
I had to serve, bake, clean and chop,
Schedules filled up to the top.

So I worked hard at Subway©,
Till this very day.
But I just thought “hey…
Working here is pretty gay” [translation: tough job]

I had to go to work in the cold morning with a jacket,
But it’s so hot there my contact lens melts in my eye socket,
Even my muesli bar dissolves in its packet.
And I pray each day that I will make it.

I had to memorize what’s in a melt, fillet, and club,
I need to soak my feet in a hot tub,
Sometimes they need a little rub.
That’s the consequence of working at the way of the sub.

*music fades*

=)

hey everyone! check this out!!! darn happy man! now i know how it feels like to be a newspaper writer! hahah! and the picture is actually quite cute! though that clearly not me in two pony tails, but yeap, i'm darn happy my writting can actually be in The Star.


thx tim, for taking this pic for me =) it really turned my sucky day around.

Giving up on what I’ve been trying so hard to achieve – easy. Submitting to my pride and the fact that I can’t achieve it on my own—difficult. Surrendering what I want to achieve to the One who is larger than life—relief. Suddenly it just came to me that if I don’t start on my assignments by now, I’d be a dead bacon by the end of November. So I gotta start on them now. Its time to surrender! And let Him take charge All the best to those who hv exams to sit for or assignments to slave away for! I’ll be back after I fight this battle. astalavista baybeh~

Supercalifrajalisticexpialidocious

Today….

I glued my fingers together…. Unintentionally of course…
Darn super glue… a blessing and a curse in the world of wonderful inventions

Today…

I played with a kid named Xenetia. Cute little girl. Brunei-ian mom and aussie dad. Had a fat little 7-month-old brother, Zackeriah(dunno how to spell).

I asked her how old she was and she put up 4 fingers and said “two minutes!”
Hahaha, her mom laughed so hard.

After awhile I asked her again, “how old r u, Xenetia?”
And she held up her orange-juice stained hands with her thumb folded in and 4 fingers up: “too old!”
or maybe she meant “two [years] old” (silent ‘years’)
her mom couldn’t take it…

I took her to the hammock and we played there for awhile. She insisted that I call it a ‘swing’, and not a ‘hammock’.

Later I asked her “are the oranges sweet?”
Her reply was
“chwinkle, chwinkle lee-erl staah, hao-ah hao-ah hao-ah staah” (jz in case u don’t understand baby language… that was twinkle twinkle little star)

I like little kids… they’re so innocent! The other day my distant cousins, chris, josh and Jeremy came over to sleep. We played x-box and they bullied me like mad in Halo, and Halo2. It was about 1 in the morning, and little Jeremy wanted to sleep. He asked if he could be tucked into bed (which was a sleeping bag in the tent in our friggin cold backyard). And earlier that nite he knocked on the bathroom door to ask me shower quickly cuz they’re waiting for me to play x-box and he tot me how to drive the Ferrari car without driving on the grass parts. I found that so cute!!!

Today…

I’ll end here.
Cuz I had to pull a small fraction of my skin of my thumb and middle finger to bring them apart… n it kinda hurts as I type.
Darn super glue

Kairos

I’m a little slow in updating myself, hehe… that’s cuz I don’t hv a camera I can call my own, so I had to wait for pix to be sent to me b4 I do any updating, gomen…

Well, last week, I attended an annual OCF event: KAIROS.
Nope, it had nothing to do with yiros (aka ‘kebab’ in msia) and its not gross…

Kairos means ‘appointed time’ in Greek (I think), and it was hosted by Flinders Uni’s OCF this year, and we had it in Edwardstown Baptist church down south. It was jz a one and a half day session about LEADERSHIP. I didn’t know that it was a leadership thing until the 2nd day….=p and I did confess that to everyone present…. Heehee…

So anywayz, 1st day was cool, I learnt so much about “removing the mask”, “bible centred leadership”, “conflict resolution”, “the heart of a leader” (*cough…. I shud hv gotten the hint that this is a leadership ‘course’), and finally “spiritual gifts”. I liked the last session where all of us were split into 2 generations and had to build Noah’s ark. That was fun! It turned out looking like a coffin for Patrick (super tall dude), but yeah, we all got the message behind it all… u gotta have a vision for ur future generation…

This was my ark building team with Arthur, carol and tina as the 1st generation, and the rest of us as the siu didis and siu mui muis.

This was all of us just before we called it an end to Kairos 2006. oh ya, and the ark came in the pic too…

That’s me during makan time with carol and jane on the baby playground.

And that’s me being the tallest girl!!!! Oh tingginya aku…(I was actually jz taking a pic with laza, then suddenly the *ahem* tall* guys starting running towards me and comparing their height… they were really amazed at how tall I was…. So we took this pic)

fartastic

Every year, my family and I would celebrate mooncake festival, aka the lantern festival, aka bring-candles-to-mama’s house-and-burn-anything-burnable festival. So this year, I’m no where near mama’s house, and also mama sold her house and moved in with my 4th uncle, so I’d have to make do with wat I hv here instead. So dai yee and uncle Jason invited uncle Michael and family over to celebrate this chinese event. Dai yee also made mooncakes!!! How cool is that!?! Though I don’t really fancy mooncakes, but since dai yee made them, and I saw how she made them, I’ve decided to like homemade mooncakes. So yesterday nite, we were all in the backyard, setting up lanterns to create the aura. I started singing the ‘yuit guong guong’ song and got stuck half way cuz I dunno the lyrics. Then uncle mike sang the whole thing!!! Till the very end! I never got to do that ever since I learnt it from my grandad when I was 5. As we were listening to uncle Michael sing out the whole song, Jeremy suddenly said ‘ngo da pei hou chao’ (it means ‘my fart stinks’ in Cantonese) in the cutest aussie accent! Hahah… and when I was playing with fire with the three boys (Christopher, Joshua and Jeremy) Jeremy really farted and we laughed so hard. Good thing it didn’t cause the whole bondfire to explode. After that fart, we had the weirdest fart conversation. Uncle mike said if u wanna kill urself with ur own fart, u’ll have to be in an enclosed room (I didn’t catch the measurement of the room) and fart for 23 years consecutively to actually kill urself. And did u know that NZ has problems with their sheep’s fart. Its polluting the air… And also, there’s a chemical in farts that can be used as ignition material. Hahaha… uncle Michael said he cud save a lot if he gets to kumpul farts and replace it for fuel. I also dunno if wat I said was true or not… but it was an interesting conversation with the adults and kids. U know how ppl can burp the ABCs…? [Arthur burped ‘BEYOND’ so loudly it actually echoed…] I wonder if anyone could fart the ABCs… that’ll b cool.

island muffin bird

I think Australia is the largest island on earth! …maybe it really is and I just wasn’t told that it IS the largest island. I went to 3 different beaches within the last 5 days! And the weird thing is… I didn’t swim…. The furthest was getting my ankles a little soaked up in the cold cold sea water. Heehee… can’t swim la… the south wind is too cold. I shall blog about my beach experiences once I get my hands on the pictures taken then ;) Well, mid-sem break is here and its going really fast. A few more days left and the hols are over. Didn’t feel like the hols also… its like… “hey, how’s ur holidays?” “holidays? We’re having holidays meh?” So yeah, holidays… rock!! Sorta… I was busy with my crappy assignment last week so my ‘break’ starts today =) I decided to bake some muffins jz for fun. It was mandy’s idea at first, and she got me really interested in it as I discovered that u can add a whole lot of things in ur baking thingy… We made the 1st batch with double choc chip. Which turned out fine. Then we became a little more ambitious and made another batch that contains apple, carrot, honey, walnut, and white choc! Didn’t turn out rite… but still edible. Then I got all hyped up with the flour, sugar, eggs and milk… so I made the last batch with MILO! Its turned out super duper bad…. When u eat it… it is literally tasteless… then the after effect!!! Ulk! It turns bitter when u chew on it for more than 5 seconds. I dunno y loh… So before baking the rest of the milo batch, I added more sugar, chocolate fudge and a lot of condensed milk. Nyahahah… and I saved it! It turned out nice~ oh yeah baby… baking is cool… I wonder if the birds will be ok eating the bitter milo muffins that I put outside the back yard… Speaking of birds and their health… I dunno y but I’ve seen a lot of dead birds since my stay here in Adelaide… its kinda scary cuz when I ask around, no one else seems to b seeing such things except for me. In total, I’ve seen 5 dead birds so far. It could be a sign… Reminds me of the poem by A Samad Said: ‘a dead crow’. The theme of it is to show how polluted the air is in Malaysia, rite? I think birds don’t die cuz of air pollutions loh… I think the main reasons why they die are either cuz of old age, cuz of reckless drivers, or eating failed bitter muffins left out in the backyard….

stunned

i was walking along hindley street (adelaide's 'red light' district) to church this morning, and i saw this mega huge, bald, white, businessman-like man in a suit and coat(with tie) outside this pub with bouncers, smoking and drinking.
no biggie right? ....thats wat i thought

then when i walked sumore, and i saw this skinny spanish-looking dude, afro with retro sunnies, in white t-shirt with sling bag.
still no biggie right?

after walking sumore, i looked back and saw the both of them holding hands!!!!
(i didnt see it earlier cuz ppl were blocking)

i'm not against homosexuality or watsoever. i'm jz very amazed that two people from such different worlds / styles be together....

still stunned...

hum 2 3 4

My best friend, hum jo-shua, turned 19 last week. And also with 3 of my other high skool buddies: teo chun leng, lee kim yang, & ooi khai shang.
However, I’d like to dedicate this post to my dearest boobie, shua.

[my boos...aka, my boobies.] (i'm not that short ok... i was half kneeling)

This feller waxed my right arm in form 3, copied my sejarah notes, let me copy his kimia graphs, and made me look horridly short whenever I stand next to him. Other than that, he’s the best buddy anyone can ever ask for!
I think this is my 7th year knowing this guy and its such a privilege to hv a smart ass in the team of more smart asses! Hahah …but he’s basically the smart one among the smart ppl. Though his smartness is not infectious but his lameness is. I do not hv to elaborate on that.
[movie marathon at my place]

High skool years were such great times cuz shua was there to keep everything going. hehe… prefects, skool, kasturi, group study, basketball (only a few times =p), driving test, movie marathons, sleep overs (on benches), MV moments, concerts, mamaks….

Happy belated bday, shua! And thanks for being such a good friend all these years…

not a weak week

The past week was amazing. Well, not AMAZING amazing. Just plain old amazing. Monday: went to uni to do some work n met up with Vivian. Didn’t do much in the end =p and I had to watch X-files and Desperate Housewives for Media n screen cultures… now I know y I don’t like those shows… Tuesday: worked till 4 then went for east side cell. Heard about G’s romantic proposal. Ermm, I mean the proposal by Dell to her… wahhhh, soooooo romantic!!! *takes deep breath* Wednesday: uni Thursday: uni Friday: worked (I actually worked overtime n I didn’t realize it till my manager chased me out of the store) then went for OCF And then!!!! PUBCRAWL!!!!! (will blog about it another time) Saturday: did my magazine assignment… its kinda fun but dateline is coming soon, so I’m kinda under pressure now. Had a free 3course dinner at paradise church. Its something they hv it every now n then where new ppl who join paradise will be invited for this. I went with huey chi who joined paradise 4 years already (but still has not been to new friends dinner) and I joined paradise 4 months only, heehee. Was my 1st time around the huge church n its so cool. Sunday: went to church, came home n had roti canai with dai yee, uncle Jason and Mandy outside(backyard) under the beautiful spring sunshine. Went for dinner at café primo in the parade with huey chi and ming. Then we went for Elaine’s 21st bday party, which was also to celebrate Jane’s bday too. It was a rather unique party. Was actually a nite service of a chun portable church. Hahah… and mostly old ppl attend it. Laughed so hard when danwin sucked in helium and sang ‘happy bday’. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELAINE AND JANE!!!!! (this reminds me… I’ve to post a happy belated to my best buddy shua…)

thick yellow curtain

Twas a cold, cold winter’s night,
I lay on my bed starring at the ceiling.
My room was cosy, warm and bright,
Cuddled under my quilt, such a comfortable feeling.

My head on the pillow
Thinking of all the uncertain.
I turned to look out the window
By pushing the heavy yellow curtain.

There on my belly I lie,
Gazing out on the eerie, damp and muted street.
Then came thoughts of little kids who cry,
‘cuz they’re cold, lonely and nothing to eat.

The reflection on the window of glass
Was a bright room filled with wonderful things.
But out there are lives of poor people in mass
Yet here I am worrying, doubting and sulking.

I have all I needed and wanted
Pillows, thick blanket, heater and stuffed toys.
All these things I often take for granted
Not forgetting my five senses, including my voice.

On this cold, cold winter’s night,
Where the dim street light gleamed on the world so messed
I lay in my room so warm and bright
Thanking God for all the little things I’m blessed.

-jez-

traumatic day 2

I dropped a cookie right in front of the store manager. And my frantic mind told my hands to pick it up and put it in the bin.

The store manager (Sarah): “try not to drop stuff my dear, it costs money. And don’t touch the food until u change ur gloves…. And do it fast, love”

My brain: “ooooh….crap”

Day 2 at work was a shock. Bigger shock compared to day 1. Sarah wasn’t in on mon, so I was trained by another person on day one. I did a lot of ‘inside’ work. Not the serving part. And on day 2, Sarah was disappointed I wasn’t taught the up-front work so she said “today u’re gonna b out there, serving serving serving. Is that clear little chook?”

She’s friendly. Very nice person. Has a bf and is a workaholic. Yet she speaks with authoritative voice most of the time with little ‘names’ here and there, referring the chooks to me.

So day 2, I served served and served. I think I gave the wrong thing to this old lady and the wrong salad sauce for another young man. But I shall keep that to myself… no point getting “that’s not right, young lady”, or “watch wat u’re doing, pumpkin”

I had to tip toe while serving and I had a work-shock during lunch rush. I burnt my hands a bit when toasting the bread and I miss-pressed the money register at point of sale. Oh ya, and I’m proud I did a very very good veggie patty sub-wrap today. My 1st time and it was perfect. My ‘bin friend’ Katie complimented me and that felt great.

Anywayz, my friend becka said the 1st week will b as tuff as hell, but after that I’ll b fine. Becka is a girl I met in class, and she’s working in another subway outlet. She’s also my ex-groupmate’s (the group that I was the only girl) cousin. Small small Adelaide.

After work I went for east-side cell (prayer meeting for the ‘east-side’ OCFers) then we had a short practice for a skit that we’ll b putting up on OCF this fri. I’m gonna b Becky. The girl who went to heaven and regretted she was a fat Christian cuz she has to see her non-Christian friend go down to you-know-where. We have a cool ‘Jesus’ scene, heheh…

Well, gotta finish up my assignment. Hv a great day!!!

Jez at work

Seriously… I really am working. Like… serious work work. To start off with, I must praise God for giving me this chance to work. Mandy told me that its not easy getting a job here in Adelaide, especially if u’ve no work-experience. But believe it or not, I got thru in my 1st ever job interview to work at Subways® last Monday, and now I’m working (casual) at the subway in Adelaide City Plaza, below David Jones. Yes I was planning to work… but didn’t know it cud come to me so soon. Mandy saw this ad on the newspaper n asked me to try it out, so I gave it a shot and I got it. The interview was funny… ask me bout it if u wanna know more. I never worked b4. actually… I hv… I worked for 3 months in taman midah lutheran church after spm for 5 bux an hour(I think). But that was different. All I had to do was pick up calls, Xerox stuff, fax stuff, type out songs into power point... Plus, that time I had a chance to do those stuff with my best church buddy, Sandra, and ppl in church are generally very nice…. They cant get mad at u in the house of God =p But this time, it’s the real thing. This is where the word ‘tough’ get thrown at ur face. This is where the angelic music and the misty clouds of the world start fading… where cotton candy turns into mud and rose petals turn into thorns. Hahah, that’s abit too much… Today was my 1st day at work. I was late. And I blame my short legs. But anyways… there was this guy called Matt. He seems like the knows-all guy. Showed me around that little subway corner. Very interesting machines were invented i.e. tomato slicer, the dish washer, and coffee maker, onion and cheese slicer etc. that made life much easier. So basically I jz spent most of my time at the back… still a little ‘chicken-ed’ to step up front to roll up the subs. Its very complicated leh… no joke. There’s diff type of bread, cheese, meet, salad toppings, cookies, drinks… and the cash machine was so canggih also… I took so long to find the ‘meatball’ touch button. so today I jz washed all the bread trays, and the other food trays. Then I got to use those chun slicers and weighers to prep up the counter before the lunch rush. I met this girl called Katie who’s the vice supervisor (something like that) to this division and she introduced herself like this: “hi I’m Katie, (fills in title) of this sh*thole, nice to meet u and enjoy yourself =)” and I jz laughed… well, I’m not really interested in those work politics, but I think my colleagues are fun ppl. I met 4 girls and a guy in today’s shift. All of them are so different. I had an experience taking the rubbish to the basement with Katie. Was funny… its not easy trying to work out how the dump machine works. Can’t believe it when Katie said she’s been working here for almost a year n she has not done that b4. So we had a fun time figuring out the dump machine. Oh yeah, the nice part is that we get one free 6 inch sub if we’ve worked for 5 hours. So, when there weren’t any customers, I asked Miranda (ppl call her mimi) to teach me how to make a sub, and I’ll take that as my 1st free employer’s meal. I put in some extra beetroot =p mimi said I can put as much as I want in that sub. So yeah. My 1st day at work wasn’t as bad as I dreamt it wud b. the dumb part is… I didn’t ask them how much they’re paying me. As long as they don’t pay me any lesser than wat it shud b, I’m fine with it, cuz I get free subs! (start envying me, horny)

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Sorry for not blogging properly lately. That’s because I’ve been bz blogging in another blog! *gasp!* Not that I’m being disloyal to my own freakinly boring blog, but cuz that other one gives me marks to pass for one of my subjects so that the money paid by my dad to get me this degree is being well spent =) To know more about my assignment for this chun course, u can click here. The most commonly asked question: What’s up? or Apa macam? Or (kim beng’s version) Apa atas lelaki? [wat’s up man?] Well, nothing much is really ‘up’ with me lately. Not that everything is ‘down’. Just watching heaps of movies for my other chun subject, and trying to get work done. The subjects I’m taking sounds chun, but there are some sad parts about them. There’s this Media Literacy lecturer who has the weirdest voice. Her voice is like those u get over the speakers in the supermarket. *bell sound* “paging for Mr X, Mr X, pls proceed to counter 5 immediately, thank you” *bell sound*. Or maybe those you hear from unsuccessful calls: “the number you have dialled, is currently unavailable. Please try again later” *tooot*. Those kind of voices where u won’t get really annoyed with, but will tend to ignore unconsciously. She’s a good lecturer. Gives us plenty of examples and all that. It’s just that when she speaks, I just can’t help but ignore her. I’m such a bad student…. Another thing I’m finding it hard to deal with, is when I go for tutorials. I like the size of my classes (more than 10, less than 20). However, the questions asked by tutors scare me sometimes. Those questions are so simple yet profound. Its like too easy till u mite think twice if it’s a trick question or not. The whole class will just stay silent till a sacrificial dude will come up with any random thing to break the absence of sound. Sometimes I am the sacrificed dude. But the good thing is… we can always talk our way out even when we dunno wat the real answer is, hehe… “communicators”. And no, those questions are not trick questions… they actually have answers to them!!! Its amazing… Anywayz, jz wanna say congrats to all A-levels students with their results!!!! Esp Yu Xian and Shua!!! U guys very the terror!