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Monday, October 31, 2005

Happy Halloween

Boo!!! It is Halloween but i'm not going anywhere.

i actually borrowed books from the library on making clothes, intending to make a costume. didn't put my plans into action due to work. haiz... nvm, i'll wait for the next cosplay event. haha. that's a time i can play dressing up. even if i manage to make my costume by halloween, where can i wear it to? treat or trick? imagine an 18 year old going from houses to houses asking for sweets. lol. i'd most probably get doors slamming into my face.

here are some ideas i have in mind.

Wednesday Addams
Lottie... the Living Dead Doll with an umbrella. she's so cute.
Carrie... soaked in blood
Siamese Twins, One's Alive, the other is born dead. heehee. who wanna my dead twin sister??
A ghost from the gallow, hangwoman
Jason Junior, I'm not tall and bloated enough to be Jason. poor Jason, must have drowned too long.
Grim Reaper
A Blue Alien, something like smurf but not that. i'll never live in a mushroom.
Being Myself

i guess i'm being myself now, blogging away on halloween night.

Juv[9:15 PM]

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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

Irritating Amusement

I'm sure that some of you had actually seen those belt vibrators the Osim promoters wear at the entrance of the shop. It's amusing to see them quaking away especially when he or she has a good amount of adipose tissue. Seems like a good massage to enhance blood circulation. Imagine if they wear the belt below the waist, it may enhance something else. :X It looks amusing. Do you know that this tool can be a bloody nuisance - a sleep irritant???!!!

one day, i was having my diurnal sleep. Gradually i was awaken by a continuous tremble on the bed. i saw my mum on the bed too. so tired, i couldn't make sense of my mum on the bed and muffled buzzing sound on the mattress. Bloody annoying, I wanted to get out of the bed but was too tired. Until the buzzing was getting on my sleepy nerve, i hastily laid the mattress on the floor to resume my sleep.

I later woke up to find out about the new Osim vibrating belt my mum bought. She was using it while i was sleeping on the bed. can't believe that she bought this thing that amused me all the while, and now irritates me. Totally loathe it for disturbing my sleep!!!!

Juv[3:13 AM]

i've never met anyone whose attitude stinks worse than my colleague. She doesn't like it when people tell her off. She gets pissed off and start slamming things. Who she think she is? and wahh... we'd be scared of her arh. This girl simply doesn't know how to suck it up. (quoted from David)

I went for my 1 hr break at 5pm, ask her to jagar the counters. She left for hers at 5.30pm, before i came back. For half an hour, there was nobody at the counter. When i came back at 6pm, the cashier questioned me about the absence of promoters at the counter. There was a customer who came just now. Thankfully the cashier's one of the few nice ladies there, and didn't fuck me inside out. It wasn't my fault anyway.

When my colleague came back, i asked her why she left before i came back and told her we shouldn't left the counters unattended, it wouldn't be nice to let the management see that the counters are empty for half an hour. She went on ranting about the management being too naggy and we have our different break time. For once, i agree with the management that the counters shouldn't be left unattended, this woman simply refuse to cooperate and comply with this. Unreasonable i'd say. i've already known one who is disruptively unreasonable and irks me to the core and insanity. Now, not another one.

With another colleague of mine, we always help one another to jagar when one of us is not around. I wonder what's so difficult to go for break half an hour later.

I argued with her and she can't seem to understand. DUMB!!! She complained that the management is terrible. Terrible terrible, is that the only thing you can say. The one who is terrible here is her, i told her, she just can't take orders. There was a lot more that i wanted to say, about her stinky attitude and her eating snake. She knows no shame about troubling people. I don't care if both of us get into trouble with the management. I'm not working here for long anyway, it's just another 6 more day and i'd be out of this damned place. i don't exactly need this job. I'm sure she needs it. Going to get engaged soon and still not taking her work seriously. Come on. Don't take it for granted that i always guard for her while she goes on her shopping spree. She always said she hope to hit the target and earn more commission and bonus. It is achievable if she stop absenting herself from the counter and smile more. Not wanting the arguement to turn ugly, i controlled myself from blurting out everything!!!! Argh...

I'm pissed!!!!! Damn pissed with an uncooperative colleague!!!! We didn't talk to one another for the next few hours. So there she was, talking on the phone, most probably about me telling her off. I kept hearing "orang orang orang", should be mentioning about nobody at the counters. not happy with me, complain to your friends for what, let me know lah! sucker!!!

I was off today. words shall fly while i was away. i wager she'd complained about me to the rest of my colleagues, like who am i to tell her off and stuff. haha. go ahead lah. the thing is they don't like you too.

I'll be back to work today. we shall see what happen, sucker.

Juv[2:08 AM]

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Friday, October 21, 2005

Ah Choo....

My classmate, R was sharing this with me.

After one of the exam papers, F and R were talking about the paper. F was complaining how difficult the paper was and he didn't study some parts. The most absurd thing he said was, he might fail. Oh come on, we knew him. This fellow always do well for his papers. There is an almost 0% occurance that he might fail this paper. You know, there're this group of people who say "I will fail" as if like saying "I love you." Say it but don't exactly mean it. As you can see, F was complaining rubbish.

all the while that they were chatting, R was sneezing uncontrollably.

F asked, "eh, you ok or not? got cold is it?"

R replied, "No lah. i'm just allergic to bullshit."

haha...

Juv[11:47 PM]

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Saturday, October 15, 2005

Challenge Failed

First day of the challenge. Diane and i went to long john, i told her i wanted to get something vegetarian. but we still went there. i don't intend to get food from there.

by the way, for your info. the cashiers working at orchard cineleisure's long john silver seem to PMS 24/7. on the many occasions diane 's been there, nvr did she see them smile. the same for me. their faces were so black that it scares children.

on one occasion, the cashier dropped the change on my food. luckily, she apologised. if not, i throw the food onto her sullen face. no lah, i'm not that mean. maybe i'd just tell her off.

oh yeah. enough of the cashiers. back to the story. got there, the cashiers' faces still damn fucking black. diane ordered her food. oooo...... i can't find anything vegetarian there. temptations..... the tantalising crispy chicken, shrimps, fish, blah blah on the menu are enough to make me swoon. As i stood there staring at the menu for a very long time, an internal struggle was going on in me. the chicken beckoning......to yield or not to yield? An aura of impatience from the cashier caught me. i better order something quick! "Grilled Chicken Wrap Meal and Clam Chowder", i snapped. since i had ordered them, i had to eat them. challenge failed.

meat.... i realised i can't live without it. it's a necessity!!! poor animals.

Juv[12:21 AM]

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Thursday, October 13, 2005

it was the 49th day of my grandma's death, went to the temple. the monk performed the rituals. it is supposed that by now she should know that she died, and either she enters the cycle of reincarnation or obtain buddhahood. that's what buddhist believe.

last week, i dreamt that my auntie died. i don't know how. her body was covered with mud. cried like crazy in the dream. it was so scary, ah ma died, then my auntie died. everybody around me seems to be dying. thankfully, it was just a dream. how i wish ah ma's passing was a dream too. told my mum as soon as i could. she assured me that my auntie, her sister, was fine, she just seen her in church.

met my auntie at the temple. she knew about my dream. we were talking about it. then my uncle shared one of his. 2 of his deceased relative came knocking at his door, asking him to join them at the other side because a lot of relatives are there. spooky.

we went to this vegetarian restaurant to eat afterwards. the food was good but i had a hard time picking out mushrooms. i can consider turning vegetarian. i've decided to go on a vegetarian diet for a week starting from today as a personal challenge. ok. no meat

Juv[1:53 AM]

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Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Robinson is well known for their excellent service. Customers oriented, friendly approachable staff. but how many knows what's behind the stage?

wah... i tell you, some of the robinson staff there are so damn superficial. if you think that include me because i work in robinson, well no. i don't work for robinson, i work for my own boss who deals with what i sell. so i'm talking about the cashiers and sales associate.

during meeting, the sales manager read out customers' feedback on our excellent service. the cashiers greet customers so politely, seem so friendly on the surface. as a customer, you can been so impressed. that's all a facade. when the customers turn their backs, these cashiers can talk to us, promoters, as if we are nuisances. scold us for not doing stuff which was suppose to be their job.

just last week, i wanted to reach the operator which i had nvr done before. so i approached this cashier. (she was the one who scolded my colleague for not doing something.) i asked her for help. she seemed buay song. then customer approach the counter. there's a 180 degrees change in her expression. she greeted the customer, smiling like it was the happiest thing to serve customers. if they can treat the customers so well, why not us? i'm not asking for such treatment. if only they can talk to us with more respect like we're colleagues on the same level, i'd not mind helping them do that little thing which was their job.

we have dignity too, don't treat us like that.

i'm so tempted to create some mischief on my last day of work, to get back at those toady cashiers.

Juv[7:49 PM]

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Thursday, October 06, 2005

The Old Man on the Train

I saw this old man on the train.
His head was down, I couldn't see his face.
Deep in thought, looking crestfallen,
My eyes were locked on his stricken expression.

Heartaching yet intriguing,
I wondered what this man's thinking.
It could be his children or his wife,
Or events that happened in his long life.

Musing for many minutes or so,
I didn't even see him move his toes.
Suddenly, his dull eyes wandered around,
Then, again, to the cold hard ground.

Hoping he had looked at me,
I wanted to give him my warmest smile.
A smile that will soothe his sorrow,
And brighten those eyes that were hollow.

"was on the train to work. observed this old man who looked so sad. i looked at him for a very long time, doubt he noticed me looking at him. he seemed too depressed to notice anything else. then at kallang, i saw another old man lying on the ground at the platform. my goodness. i'm not sure if he's dead or not. i was on the moving train then.

haven't had sale for 5 consecutive days already. the whole departmental store was as dead as the cemetary. there was absolutely nothing to do. so i wrote the poem. how i wish i can bring my book there to read, or my comp, or the guitar. haiz... it was so damn sian."

Juv[11:30 PM]

had this briefing by this woman before the store opened yesterday. she was briefing us about the 'in' colours for this season, and what's in fashion and blah blah blah. purple and teal are the 'in' colour now. so she was teaching the sales assistants on how to advise customers on what to buy.

ok so let's say, customers yield to their advice and buy the most fashionable clothes to keep up with the trend. as a result, almost everybody on the street decks out in purple and teal. am i right to say that the most fashionable people are people who are hardly outstanding? just because whatever's in fashion they wear whatever and ended up looking like the rest.

The torn pants fetish was popular during the early 90's. i recalled my cousin back then asking my aunt to help him tear his pants. now, in 2005, i still wear my torn jeans out and to school. people tell me it's out of fashion. so? does that mean i shouldn't wear them? that i should wear low cut hipster and show my butt crack. i rather moon than wear hipster. why keep people in suspense with the butt crack, show the whole thing lah!

i like torn pants. it's airy, i think it's cool though i wear it in a different era. i like to tear things up. i've a fetish for torn pants is not because of fashion. I don't go liking things because everyone else is liking them or wearing things because everybody is wearing them. i like being myself which can mean being different from others. people can laugh at me for being different, i laugh at them for being all the same.

Juv[11:41 AM]

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