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I am so tired.
I miss my friends, afiqah especially. Padahal we met 2 days ago.
Rosa's back in singapore. She surprised me after work yesterday. I was actually supposed to lepak with my new bestfriend/work friend. But she spoiled my plans. Hahaha. And on that day i bought a new box of magical sticks. By 10pm half of the box's contents were gone. I'll have to cut down. Like really. I'm starting to look 26.

Zara sales are here. Do come visit me whoever actually reads my blog. If you do come do me and my work friends a favour and try not to drop anything. The next thing you'll know you'll be on the floor, foots coming at your faces. Beware.

The sales are soooo ewwww. I now really do feel like quiting.
People are so inconsiderate. I mean you drop the fucking shirt, fucking pick it up. But no, they just leave it there, waiting for a miracle.
I cant wait for next next monday. Lovely pay is coming my way. I should write a list of things i want to buy.

1)New phone
2)Ipod
3)lots of clothes
4)Lots of bags
5)hopefully a new camera(i doubt there'll be enough money)
6)Maybe a house.

My basic salary is 1100. I seriously doubt there'll be enough money for all this.
I'll be working for 2 months... Should be enough... I think...

I miss a certain someone.

My email is piling. Like i dont bother to check.
I love the mercedes advertisement. Everytime i walk past lido, i'll be hoping and praying they'll play that advertisement on the huge screen on the building. I dont have a life, i know. But i enjoy this little things little singapore has to offer. Hahaha.

Maybe i should get into advertising.

AND the songs they place at my workplace are like shit. Its like techno and trance. Its disgusting. Some times i feel my workplace has become some kind of club. Everything is like so happening. Like people rubbing off each other which is actually because there is not enough space to walk. Its impossible to rush. People just loveeeeeeeee stopping in the middle of nowhere.

All i do is complain about my work. I cant say i hate my job. But sometimes i do. But i love my work friends. :)

I have updated my blog. What an achievement.

Tired

I am so tiredd. I just finished my work and my whole body is aching.
Mummy cooked like this barbeque thingy. It was so niceee. I was so thankful, i mean usually when i get home i'll be forced to sleep with an empty stomach.

I have more friends at work now, which makes working more enjoyable.
And i'm looking forward to monday, and i shoulnt be for some reason. Tomorrow i got the morning shift.
I'm in love with the movie twilight.
And theres this guy at work who is so hot.

I dont have anything to talk about actually. I'm simply keeping my blog alive.

Oh and i love that mercedes advertisement.

I hate the songs they play at zara. Some of them just suck. And corny.

I need a new phone, ipod, clothes and many more. I have to wait for 2 weeks before my bank card will appear to have more than $1.33. God i cant wait.

I'm going to sleep now. and be porno with myself. Wtf.

Work is life and life is work.

Depressing how my life revolves around work. All i ever talk about or think about is work.
So since my family has left me alone in Singapore and went to KL to have fun WITHOUT ME, I decided to have fun too. So comes the next depressing part of my life. My friends work too. And i realise what little friends i have. So last tuesday, i got a call from an old old friend and decide to ask ______ to come accompany me. It seemed like a good idea until the day came.
It wasn't totally a bad idea cause i actually enjoyed myself. And i took MC the next day. Since my body didnt want to lie, i really fell sick that night.
So the second night, i spent it alone. With most of the lights on.
Not to mention how foodless my home is. I dont even have eggs.

I actually dont really have time for a blog. I mean i am a working person.
Anyway, sunday/monday was great. Hahaha =D only dear little afiqah knows. Speaking of afiqah, this saturday we both have the days off which is great. So a little outing will be planned.

Magical sticks have been running out fast these days. It can barely last a week. Which is very money depriving. Especially since i havent got my pay. 5 January would be the next best day of my life. The actual best day...is a secret.

I am hungry and am in need of more sleep. Most of all in need of magical sticks. Yes, need them.

I am a working lady

Tomorrow is Hari Raya Haji. So, i get to cuci my mata. My hot cousins are coming. It sounds a little sick but still. They're hot.

I've been working very hard nowadays. Zara is so demanding. Althought some customers are funny.
So, i was working right. Folding clothes, carrying clothes back to their places. Not to mention, i was wearing the uniform which is a black t shirt and a black pants. So there was this lady who came up to me and asked(while i was folding clothes), "do you work here?" What theee. No, i dont. I just happen to wear the zara uniform and i just happen to be folding clothes.
Working at zara also requires you to pick up calls. So i pick up a call and it was a lady asking about her reservation. Then i asked her who reserved her clothes. Then she says she doesnt remember. So i told her to describe the person for me. Then she says she doesnt really remember and all she knows it was a girl. Wow, very helpful. If there were 2 maybe 3 girls working there, it would be fine. But there are tonnes of girls.

Anyway, i met up with afiqah yesterday. All we ever talk about is work. We are like 2 grown ups talking about how shitty how jobs are. I feel 30.

My blog is so pictureless. When i get my own laptop, the pictures will appear. For now, this blog remains pictureless.

Selamat hari raya everyone! Maaf zahir dan batin!
Padahal hari raya haji.

Perseverence

Sunday, i had my class outing but i'm not in the mood to talk about that.
On the other hand, yesterday was my first day of work. It was so damn tiring, minutes seemed like hours. And, i didn't realise how irritating customers could be and how impatient they are.
I mean come on. Obviously, they're not the only customer right. So shit, BE PATIENT.
My mentor is okay. The only friend i have actually. So not only i dont really have friends there, i'm the youngest. So everyone look at me like i'm some meat to eat or something. The funny thing is, i'm taller than most of them.
And there's this philipino pregnant lady who's so irritating, i can't stand her. She's pregnant right, she should just shut up before someone like me pushes her down and make sure she has a miscarriage. Godddddd.

After 4 hours, i thought of quiting. Then i thought of the tonnes of money i would have. I thought of the cartons of magical sticks.
Oh, there are rules in my job that i have to freaking memorise. I didnt know walking around the shop folding clothes required thinking. Really. I hate my job already.
Although, there is this one guy from men's sectin who's so handsome. But so old. But so hot. I dont get to look at him though. Men's section are upstairs so no cuci-ing my mata.

Afiqah's working today and i need to do magic with magical sticks.
And my calls divert to a past.

I love Julian Casablancas. Although he's 30.