BACK (2 days ago...) from HONG KONG!

i believe everyone knew i'm back. haa...

i was so tired when i came back home. arrived SG at about midnight, bought some duty free stuff, took a cab home and when finally i'm ready to settle, it's 3 plus in the morning. and i had to go work in another 5 hours time. if i knew it would be that bad, i should have requested off on Monday. but then again, i didnt feel good about daring to request another rest day after what had happened way before i told them about my trip.

anyway, Hong Kong was lovely. other than the miserable weather, i guess this trip was really nice. it kept raining and raining almost everywhere we went. our jeans were soaked to our calves, my brolly couldn't contain both of us that we had to buy a bigger one, and it was constant brolly-war along the narrow sidewalks. somehow, the sidewalks were meant only for pedestrains but not exactly WITH umbrellas.

we took lots and lots of pictures. 600 odd in total, if i'm not wrong. and their food are relatively worth for money. paid about 5 bucks sing for a bowl of porridge but it came with chunks and chucks of meat and it's delicious.

in total, other than the accomodation and air tix, we spent about S$450 on expenses each. which include meals, tram rides, entrance fees to Disneyland, souveniors, travelling and other miscellaneous stuff. think we didnt spend alot.

below are some of the pictures we've taken:

On our way to HK, in Cathay Pacific Airline!

HK International Airport...

Taken with Michelle Yeoh in Madame Tussaud's... and it's fun!!

YM talking to Tiger Woods...

There's something wrong with Blogspot that i can't seem to post anymore pictures. but well, you can view them soon at the my fotopages. =)

and also, i've started school yesterday. it's a good start i guess, coz' lessons was interesting. and i'm beginning to decide if i should just convert to full-time student altogether after this semester. but that would be a decision i'll make 3 months later. haa...

to kill some cat...

wassup with the subject, some would guess. simple. the widely-known proverb, "curiousity kills the cat". and this entry is dedicated to that particular "whoever" who reads my blog and gets sensitive about it.

"i will try to be careful, ok? promise i won't let you out... and i just need to let it out coz' sometimes i feel injustice for you."

i need to gather my thoughts. it's actually quite tough trying write what i feel but yet having to be REAL careful about what i've intended to post up. in fact, there's so much to say but feeling so restricted for now.

i simply write what i feel that particular day. happy, sad or angry. bascially, posting my feelings online is an avenue for me to reach out to my fellow friends who are constantly not with me and would probably think how's my life without them. after all, we lead our own lives and it's always good to know how others are going.

so to YOU, why do YOU choose to read and get angry over something which doesn't concerns YOU? on top of that, it's your choice to read isn't it? and then, get pissed off for something you didn't wish to see and confront him for it?? don't YOU just asked for it?

when there's no chemistry, even if you're to create a fart bomb with beta rays, there's still nothing more to it. i know that example doesn't make sense. but what i'm trying to say is that there's such thing as "pluto" friendship. be it with a man who's doubled your age, or a teen 10 years your junior, such thing existed! kindly GET OUT of your conservative thinking and plunge yourself to the millenium. for goodness sake, it's even a waste of time to think there's anything more to it. don't feel good, THEN DON'T READ LAH!

i felt so wronged because i practiced self-censorship already and yet, somebody else got misunderstood. and i can't stop writing. it's ridiculous to even think of shutting down this blog for "someone" who couldn't control their emotions.

suddenly, i missed diary-x.

at least, i know who reads my blog and could feel safe about expressing full fledged. now, i think i need to change someone else's nickname here. or perhaps, i'll changed everyone's. so it wouldn't be so obvious. maybe i should just heck care and make it damn obvious so as to spite that "someone" there's nothing they can do about it OTHER THAN THEMSELVES!

argh! they simply pissed me off.

i missed having my Sundays off. and i sincerely dreaded my 2nd having to place me an Afternoon shift on a Sunday. it's like quite ridiculous to put a part-timer in a Morning shift when the purpose of part-timers are to relieve full-timer like me. ha! whatever....

On Friday, i requested a Rest Day to attend YM's ORD Parade. the weather was nice, cloudy and all. and most importantly, YM looked so smart and suave in his White Uniform. somehow, i couldn't imagine how "unsmart" was then his Red Beret Parade where he wore his Green uniform with camouflage smeared over his face. and by comparing our pictures taken during his Red Beret Presentation and now his ORD Parade, we simply couldn't deny that time flies. i was short hair then, and now, my hair is so much longer. and him was so much more lean then while you can see his puffier face now. kekeke.... ORD liao ma, good life!

so that vainpot literally made me ran after his heels and took so many pictures. and previously, he told his parents not to complain about him keep taking photos because it's his last parade after all. he took with his Commander Officer, his blah blah sergents and his buddies etc. on top of that, he kept looking for his friends and made sure he has taken with most of them. wah kaoz...

anyway, the pictures are at his desktop. i'll see how i'll be able to upload them soon.

and so, i'll be going to work later. bleah. i just didn't like working on a Sunday and don't ask why. i've seen my roster for this coming week and viola! just pure madness!

Mon - Full
Tues - Full
Wed - Full
Thurs - Full
Fri - Full
Sat - 1/2 Morning @ RP
Sun - RD

thank goodness my Full are at RP, so working hours are significantly shorter. and also, i would rather stay in RP than to relieve at Bugis. somehow, it's a love-hate roster week that they planned for me.

soon i'll be leaving for HK. those who have not tell me what they need me to get, i'll simply get you some snacks copyrighted of HK. okie? as for myself, i'll be getting bags, shoes, accessories and maybe some clothes.

ooh! i'm so excited!!

before i pen off, i need to check if you guys know if our ATM cards would be able to use overseas? as i might not have enough money to bring over at the moment, i need to withdraw some cash when my salary arrives and would be bank into OCBC. coincidentally, i don't have a debit card from OCBC. so if i'm to do an immediate bank transfer to UOB, it'll still take 2 to 3 working days and it's late. and i can't manage to apply a debit card now from OCBC at this point in time coz' it takes 2 weeks. i need advice. thanks!

my long awaiting rest day...

wah liew!

the wait for my rest day tomorrow almost felt like eternity. somehow, i felt i kept working and working and working till there's always a working tomorrow instead. worse still, nowadays youngsters are getting so irresponsible that they keep playing truant till the roster for the rest of us were stretched to our max.

it's quite nice to see a mail sent by our AM, giving us some warning to be prepared of the hectic roster all of us will get. that small gesture was quite heartwarming to me, coz' at least it showed that our direct superior cares during times like this when things were not running smoothly.

anyway, i just received a cheque from my 4th auntie. so which means studies would be confirmed. *grins* tomorrow, i'll head down to the school tomorrow to make payment. and lessons would officially starts 31 Jul for me. so hectic eh! arrives back in SG on the 30th, the next day is another working AND 1st lesson for me. suddenly, i didnt know what to bring to school. haa! reminds me my 1st day of Poly where i was caught in the same dillemma. so nostalgic! kekeke....

at the meantime, since it's my rest day, i just want to sleep instead of staying up late. well, staying up late seems tempting to me as well... kekeke....

Sorry IS the hardest word...

does that phrase sounds familiar? there's a song sang by Elton John and Blue. how true it is.

ok, i believe i was immature and insensitive in my previous entry, unscrupulously lashing at committed in-charges who're basically doing what they have to do. perhaps i underestimated Retail careers, thinking they're not "up to standard" to the office world.

my Area Manager called me up this afternoon, requesting to talk to me. uncannily, i felt i understood the purpose of his call. true enough, he came to talk to me about the trip thinggie.

despite i was defiant, i must say it's my bad from the start of not having to inform earlier when i had so many opportunities to. though i still feel it's pretty pointless to preempt, but i should have told somebody esp one of the in-charges. since i'm much more comfortable telling my SM of BJ, i should have done so and not thinking that i have given ample time to make arrangements without realizing the time i've chosen to give them may not be sufficient.

suddenly, i felt stupid.

my AM's a kind man. even though i've apologized, i didnt feel any better. but well, just had to go with it. the thing that i've not gotten over the fact that i need to call to apologize. hmm. it's quite hard for me since i need to convince myself the seriousness in this issue. at least it had began to sink in and i guess i needed the right time to do so. asap, i hope. coz' i got a gut feeling my AM's gonna ask BJ's in-charges if i've apologized for my ignorance (coz' they're the ones who plan our roster).

i need to change my attitude, and my mentality. i was stuck up, still thinking i came from the "matured" working society and therefore condemning the rest of the people working there as ignorant fools when i'm the pot calling the kettle black. my lack of understanding has gotten me into foolish mistakes which could have been long avoided.

looks like it's time to really open up my mind and start learning for good.