Went to watch the forbidden kingdom starring Jackie chan and Jet li...

It was a stupid movie in my opinion. I watched mainly because the movie has two of my favourite actors-Jackie Chan and Jet li. first time both martial arts experts are collaborating. Not to be missed. The fighting scenes were beautifully choreographed. I'm a die hard fan of action packed movies... I never fail to watch Jackie chan's movies.. yay!!

However, the plot was just plain lame. Even Jackie chan himself had admitted it was a trashy movie but he decided to film anyway because Jet li was also starring in it... The first problem is why would Sun wu kong leave his staff to an angmoh who doesn't know kongfu and obviously can't speak chinese. OK OK it's a hollywood movie right?? So must have angmoh. And can you believe that people from ancient China can speak english?? even sun wu kong can speak english. Maybe those people who worship sun wu kong should erect a temple in an angmoh country or something...

I burst out laughing when the bai fa mo nu (white-haired ghostly looking lady) acted by Li bing bing scolded golden sparrow (another female character) 'orphan bitch'. i mean i can't fathom people in ancient China scolding each other 'bitch'... It's like totally cannot fit in right?

Anyway, for this movie, just watch with half of brains will do. Don't confuse too much with the facts you'd learnt in history lessons... Just imagine that scholars and deities in ancient china can speak english. Period... I watched for the fghting scenes. super duper cool!! Kept me sitting at the edge of my seat and my adrenaline hoolappitying...

They look damn cool when they fight together!! According to the newspaper report, they fought too fast for the cameraman to grasp their speed and film...
The silent Monk....

drunken scholar... My idol...

Gotta continue with my telemarketing... sian...

eulogy to my bestest companion

This is finally the end... My beloved bestest companion has left me... I'm writing an eulogy for it...

I'm getting abit emotional because this particular Nike Bottle has braved much hardship and obstacles with me. Even during those torturous gruelling PE lessons in TJC, Nike bottle had not forsaken me and was always stuck to me rain or shine. It provided me immediate solace whenever my throat became dry, my voice raspy, i was on the verge of collapsing due to dehydration/heat stroke. My Nike bottle would act as superman to save me by providing with water to pull through all sorts of difficulties. Whenever i was sick, my Nike bottle would be there to remind me to drink more water. And when i was studying, my Nike bottle would sit patiently on the study table and offerred me its mental support. Its patient companion spurred me to carry on studying no matter how boring or mind boggling things could be... When i get restive, i would simply drink from it and it would cheer me up by making squishy screechy sounds in a bid to make me laugh at the ridiculous sounds it had made.

I'm not deliberately trying to personify my bottle but it had really accompanied through thick and thin. I'm a sentimental person who doesn't bear to throw things away but i had no choice because Nike bottle had become decrepitated due to old age. The black plastic cover was peeling as though some rats had chewed on it and the body had become super cloudy like cataracts in old people. In order to shorten its agony in this world, i decided to send it off to a better place by giving it a proper burial at SIngapore's rubbish dumpsite...

I sincerely thank Nike bottle for sticking by me though thick and thin. I will always remember you... Farewell my friend...

sheesh... gotta buy another water bottle....

i wanna roar!!

I'm so hateful that my voice has decided to forsaken me. I tried chasing after it like a spurned lover but to no avail. I sound like a transvestite now... When's my beautiful voice coming back?

Yesterday, i was savouring the sweet cup of Meiji yoghurt when my lil cousin returned home and the moment he came in through the door, he fell flat onto the ground. It was super funny cause it happened in slow motion. However, i was too shocked to laugh. It was unfathomable how he could have fell... His embarrassment quickly turned into anger and he chided me for eating yoghurt without asking my mum for permission. (my mum was the one who bought the youghurt) he said that my mum had warned us not to eat her yoghurt but then... i never listen to my mum anyway... hehe!!

I always have weird weird dreams when i'm sick. The day before yesterday, i dreamt that i went shopping with a green basket like the ones you see at supermarkets. The problem was i wasn't shopping at supermarkets. I dreamt that i was toodling around with the green basket at Toy's'rus... Dots... I remember i had grabbed some stuff off the shelves and threw them in the hideously green basket. When it was time to pay, i u-turned and placed all the items in the basket back to the place i had previously took them from... 0.0

Fortunately, it was just a dream... I mean... I would have gone to see a shrink if i'd done that in real life... haha!!

I wish my voice will come back because my job is dependent on my beautiful voice...

I so deserve to die...

When 5 strepsils did not do their job, i knew i was in serious trouble. My throat hurts like hell like somebody used a scalpel to scrape the lining of my throat. Swallowing becomes a painful ordeal and somehow, the temperature seemed to miraculously dipped to 16 degree celsius. My head throbbed like hell, my whole body ached like how the bones of old ladies suffer when it's raining. I covered myself from neck to toes with a blankie and yet was still shivering rock and roll... My eyes were puffy and my face was pale that even the mirror complaint... That's when i knew, i was sick...

Oh shucks!! I hate being sick. Spent one miserable day, huddled under my miserable crumpled blanket, shivering miserably and not to forget, feeling miserable for myself. Thankfully, my throat doesn't hurt that much anymore. It hurt so much that i couldn't sleep at night. Now, my nose is all clogged up, my body still aching, i seemed to have heard few coughs here and there BUT, at least my throat doesn't hurt that badly anymore. I can't do my job-telemarketing cause still sound like a choked up toilet bowl with a faulty flushing system.

AND, i so deserve to die because i forgot yesterday was Audrey's birthday!!! AH!!! I'm not fit to be Audrey's friend... I'm such a loser. I'm a miserable BOOBOO!! Please, anyone, banish me to some horrendous place named "i'm-not-fit-to-be-anyone's-friend" . I'm going to beg for Audrey's forgiveness... Audrey, please forgive me... *Tears and mucus start welling in my eyes and nostrils respectively*

what's wrong with ITE?!

There was this gathering for relatives and as usual, conversations that revolve around studies popped up. I dont understand... can;t they just give us a break? I mean can't they ask other stuff like what are you doing now? Are you doing anything enjoyable? Frenzy paper chase whatsoever.

I have this cousin who's going to ITE. I see no wrong with ITE. I don't understand why people have to make studying in ITE sounds like the end of the world? I admit i used to have a jaundiced view of ITE but that view has changed. ITE has its own qualities too and i don;t know why people have to demean students who are studying there.

From my relatives' tone, i could sense they were kind of scornful of my cousin who's going to ITE. They disguised their comments in a 'diplomatic' way as not to sound too demeaning and stuff but anyway, it still sounded sarcastic and insensitive to me. They were giving advice to my cousin not to mix around with those gangs and blah blah blah... I couldn't stand it and burst out saying something like "Go ITE also not bad ma... why have to make it sound like he's (my cousin) going to a point of no return." AND THEN, the situation was reversed and i was targetted by my older cousin who said "so what do you intend to study? Aiyah! People like you definitely will want to go university... JC student ma... " His comment was dripping with sarcasm. Like i'm dying to go to university. Like i can't survive if i don't go to university. Fortunately, i'm sarcastic myself and i said "oh... not exactly la... I intend to look for a rich boyfriend, hurry up get married and be a tai tai. " together with a i-don't-give-you-a-damn look.

Somebody gently pulled me aside and chided me for being disrespectful because i sounded rude and whatever shit. I mean people who know me should know i don;t give much damn about academics. Character development is more important to me. such gathering like this is like Singapore Fashion Festival but instead of showcasing clothes, those people like to fluff their feathers and show off their children's academic results. Fortunately, my close/immediate family doesn;t pressurise me to do that. i'm given room to do whatever i like. *thank god* Those people have eyes on the top of their heads. I hope they won't crash into the lamp-post someday...

No matter what, even if we tried to talk about other stuff, those peacocks (because they are as proud as peacocks) will still walk the conversation back to the ITE topic. They are like dwelling on it too much up to a point whereby they are using my cousin as a comparison to their children to feed their gargantuan egos.

Thankfully, i don;t see them often. Throughout, i was like sitting on a bed of needles and feeling constipated. *rolls my eyes*

slacking

Last Saturday, qijiemeis met at Vivo to celebrate Jieying's birthday... Darling and me so lovey dovey... The rabbit with a red heart is actually hopping after another rabbit in front of him... So sweet... aww...
We went to Toy's'rus. Meet my friends, from left, big bird,elmo and spongebob.

Barney who brought me joyful memories of my childhood

Minnie and Mickey

It's lunchtime and i'm slacking. I can't stand telemarketing but i just have to grit my teeth and continue doing. My mum said i'm not polite enough when i'm talking to customer. Instead of asking "may i know what's your name?" I was too straightforward and simply shot off 'what's your name". erm... but the tone of my voice was at least polite to me... I mean, it just a slip of my tongue what... It's a waste of my breath to say "may i know"... so duh~ but ... hai~ ok. i shall endeavour my best to be polite. *rolls my eyes*

The In thing to talk about is rising price of rice. It rhymes leh... My aunt makes sure we finish all the rice on our plates. Can't even leave a grain of rice behind. The rising price of the rice has dashed all my dreams of having five kids in future. I won't have enough money to buy rice to feed my kids. So, i have to be realistic and not have too many kids. (hope that the price will not increase any further)

I like this ...

Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain.

~source unknown~

Anyway, nothing lasts forever, not even troubles so jiayou everyone!!

I'm going to buck up on my telemarketing skills...

First day working at home

I've gotten a new job. I'm working as a telemarketer. Recommended by my darling. Telemarketing is a super dry dry dry and boring boring boring job. I don't like telemarketing but the good thing is that i can work in the comforts of my home. I sound so anti-social sia... Cooped up at home. And, the job only lasts for one month and shouldn;t be much of a problem... i'm currently slacking now since i'm obviously blogging. My self imposed lunch time. Hey!! People need to rest one leh... The people i'm calling wouldn;t like to be disturbed during the well-deserved lunchtime after slogging for hours in the chilly office. Imagine them trying to talk to me with fishball in the mouth or curry rice splattering out of the mouth. The former is dangerous as fshball can block the windpipe, resulting in a symptom known as choking. The latter is disgusting and i pity his colleagues sitting near him. So, i'm being considerate.

Some people i'd called were nice and patient.Some were quite rude. But who cares... Got one super funny guy. He kept laughing at himself. Not me. I was serious. He laughed and i laughed and we laughed over the phone. Very cuckoo hor? I laughed because he laughed and not because he said something funny.

HAI~ anyway, i'm sick of the job and it's only my first day... just bear for another one month. Alternatively, i can finish up calling all the people and slack after that. hai~

muddled fuddled

I'm getting all muddled fuddled...

Applying for uni is such a pain in my ass... This time round, i have be bloody stringent about choosing the CORRECT course. School fees won't be 30 plus dollars per term. Not like the schools i had previously attended and graduated. NO heavy subsidies from MOE. I cannot study halfway and change to another course like how a casanova changes girlfriends. No we talking about school fees in terms of 3 zeros per sem. Few Ks... oh gosh... Moreover, i'll be spending 3 years of more in that course. If i happen to hate/loathe the course after entering it, it'll be 'god bless me'...

I'm stuck in a dilemma. I think i should be more inclined towards science related courses but after more in depth reflections, after 10 years of slogging my lungs and heart out for science, do i actually like science? I did fantasise entering life sciences but two years of JC's bio held me and pulled me mercilessly back to reality. Did i enjoy bio? Maybe yes maybe no but a nagging feeling told me the degree in which 'i enjoy bio' triumps over 'i hate bio' is perhaps a milli fraction. This is an extremely vulnerable situation as it can be easily reversed. What if after taking life sciences, i start to discover that my interest doesn't really lies in science and i'm better off somewhere. I can imagine the monster named 'regret' creeping into my heart and pilfer off what's left of a little interest i have for science. That will then be the day-my heart had died for science....
*starts playing some tragic Mozart's music in the background*

My results kind of indicate that i'm more suited for arts. However, a part of me is intrigued by the idea of taking arts but on the other hand i'm afraid i can't cope. It'll be somewhat like entering a new realm and people tend to be nervous when thrown in a strange place that they hadn't set foot on before. What if i enter this new realm and find myself treading on thin ice. what if the fragile ice can't support me any longer and starts breaking? i'll find myself in another position. That's when my heart dies for arts and i shall arrange to be buried somewhere serence in the arts faculty.

So, either way i may be dying. That's why being normal,non-psychotic person that harbours no morbid thoughts of terminating my life sooner, I'm afraid of death. Hence, i'm agonising over which faculty and course to take. The more i ponder about it, the more painful my ass becomes. Such a pain in my ass-i repeat.

All the above sounds so serious and non entertaining... I need advice. haha! Abit like writing compo hor?

Went to Marina Square with Chan Mali yesterday. We had pizzas at pizzahut for lunch. We were elated at first cause we thought we could use our bluish ez link cards and proudly declare ourselves as students. BUT BUT BUT, according to the person who served us,the bluish ez link card with my horrible picture on it would not be recognised yesterday. Let me make myself clearer. There wasn't any student meals promotion yesterday because it was the eve of public holiday. OK!! Chinese New year eve,New year eve,Christmas eve i've heard. But, i've never heard of such thing as Good Friday's eve. It's not as though schools have half day or something. Imagine National Day's eve. Whatever lor... So we paid the full adult price. Whatever.

Anyway, we caught rule #1 (horror show). I love horror show and i always laugh at the wrong parts. People were spooked while i was there laughing. Chan Mali doesn't seem to fathom the reasons why i laughed at the wrong parts. I just find it funny. Well... who cares. Not everyone's brains are wired the same way. We don't think along the same path but that's ok.

Back from Japan

I'm back!!

Normally when i'm overseas, i'll tend to miss Singapore and feel that the country i'm in pales in comparison to the place i'm born. I'll feel homesick and miss my birthplace tremendously. When it's time to go back home to the lion city, i'll be elated. However, this time round, those feelings do not apply. I like Japan. Haha!!

People there are courteous. Drivers seldom sound their horns on the road. Taxis are able to drop and pick passengers anywhere and other drivers are able to compromise. Unlike the CBD area that allows taxis to pick/drop passengers only at designated areas which are pathetically insufficient. I think the authority has relaxed the rules... Japan is clean and the people there are very mindful of sorting their rubbish into plastic bottles, papers, metal cans and others (which means can throw all sorts of rubbish like food and whatsoever). Even though dustbins are a scarce resource in Japan, the people still managed to keep a civic mindedness and not throw litter. The country in clean because the people play a part in keeping the streets clean by being mindful not to litter. I know this is going to sting but in singapore, our streets are clean because we have a large resource of blanglas to clear the eyesore.

Plus, the ice cream in Japan is awesome!! I've discovered that cold countries produce nice ice cream. The pastries there are fluffly soft like cotton but not overly sweet. That's why a lot of tourists spend large amounts of money purchasing japanese goodies/sweets/pastries home. I think i'll gain a whooping 10 kgs of i stay in Japan for long term...

According to our tour guide, he said that Japan has a lot of freedom. Take for example, the students in Japan are able to dress up in whatsoever way without landing themselves in discipline lectures. The schools allow students to dye their hair,have funny weird hairstyles and slap on make up to qualify for wayang. some schools even allow students to wear home clothes... Anyway, i don't mind wearing uniforms in Japan cause the uniforms there are so cool. The flipside is that there are guys who do not resemble guys because of their long shaggy hair styles and fringe that practically obscured their eyes which left me wondering how they managed to walk about on the road safely without bumping intoanything. Perhaps, they sniff their way around like dogs do? Girls tend to perm their hair afro or sweet looking styles... The fashion there in Japan is Cool as well. (i always use the word cool) haha!

The hotels provide yugatas for us to wear to bed or to hot springs. i think i look weird in it...

My first night in Japan....

Large and comfy

The splendid view outside my hotel room the next morning. There's SNOW on the ground! Splendid!

We bought strawberries back home. Juicy sweet mouthwatering strawberries. I'm craving for them...

The tidbits we'd bought...

MORE MORE MORE


According to the latest news report, the quantity of tidbits is diminishing due to the presence of a gluttony greedy sweet-toothed human named Hazel.

i don't mind marrying a japanese. Haha!!

New-found Talent

I'm here to announce to the whole wide world (like anyone cares but i'm still announcing...) that...
Chiang! Chiang! Chiang!
Drumrolls....
Thunder!!
I've found a talent!
My new found talent!
Praise myself...
My talent...
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Yes, i can bend my last finger like this....Perpendicularly...

Gross right? I wonder whether i can make money with such a special pinky... Haha!!

Anyway, it's confirmed that results will be out this Friday but no sweats cause i've already placed my order for a coffin and rosey flower wreath for myself... Anyone who wants to send me flower wreaths or their condolences and do so... Just sms me and i'll rise from my coffin to text you back my address...

Good Luck People! I know i'm morbid...

I Love L

I managed to catch Death Note spin Off : L Changes the World on Monday!! Since i had two free movie tix, i invited chan Mali to join me. The show was Cool man... It has successfully ignited my love for L. Haha!! He's funny and weird in the show... My new love on the right...

Cool right?

Come to think of it... I guess i'm attracted to weird people. I like weird characters like Spongebob,Jack Sparrow and the lastest being L. They are all eccentric, quirky, weird fellows... Does that mean i'm weird? Oh gosh... anyway, who cares...

My family said it's ok even if i don't go university or find a course that interests me... I'd flipped through some of the courses in NTU's brochures and i have found nothing that perks me up and burns my passion to want to study it...

What's the point of spending a colassal amount of time,money and energy studying something that i don't even have an interest in in the first place and later come to hate it? Of course not forgetting the possibility that i may like it as time passes on....

Hopefully, i'll get good enough grades to pursue a course that i have at least some interest in it...

Nua-ing

I feel so bad to say this but i'm jobless and slacking at home in bliss... haha!! I'm not going to get a job till end of next month since i'll be going off on a holiday around the 5th of March if everything goes smoothly. My parents are treating me and obviously, me, being the ever filial child, won't reject my parents' offer. We intended to go to Japan. Hopefully, the travel agency is able to reach the quota which is pretty difficult i think since it's not school holidays. If it's not successful, i think i moan and cry and barf all my guts and heart out until the travel agency has no choice but to plan one specially for my family. Imagine only the four of us on the tour bus... hehe!

So, i have nothing much to do except to grow fat at home...

XXexpress is a damn bugger. Called me many times yesterday asking whether i'm keen to work. I already told her colleague last friday that i'll be going off for a holiday next month. Apparently, her colleague didn't tell her. She asked me how long my trip's going to be and when i'll be back. I bet she's going to call me when i'm back. Or perhaps, call me before i leave to find a job for me so that i can work straight after im back... I think i'm going to give a ridiculous excuse like "i'm pregnant. BUT, i'm still keen in looking for a job. why not call me in 9 months' time" That will be totally classic man!

It was great meeting up with qijiemeis for dinner last night. I miss my friends...*sniff sniff*

I don't like potato-heads... ... It's so potato-ishly irritating harping on past events that is so potato-ishly not my problem but why am i potato-ishly irritated by it... Don't understand. Life's an irony anymore. Live like a moron and you'll enjoy 'ignorant bliss'.

29th will be the day that i die...

I'm jobless again...

It's not as though i got sacked or anything... i'm a die-for employee. I'm responsible,initiative,adaptable,willing to learn, focused,humourous,cheerful person... sorry...i'm like promoting myself. But that's what we're supposed to do during interviews... promote ourselves... so superficial but it has to be done. The trick is to whack all your attributes or rather the attributes that you think you possess, as long as they are great things, whack without batting your eyelids...

I heard that a levels results will be released on 29th of Feb.... That day will mark the end of hazel's life. I don't want to get back. Can't i just live in ignorance? Completely unaware of my results. Ignorance is bliss right? hai~

Anyway, back to the topic which involves... what ah? oh ya! i'm jobless... i tried looking for a job. My mum wants me to work in the same company as her under customer service. I know customer service is a horrible job but according to my mum, she thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle the stress of the job... *rolls my eyes* Anyway, so we happily trotted down to the HQ human resource department for an interview. (ok! i wasn't that happy ) Few hours later, the person in charge called and told me to work at Great world city. Said they are in need of people in accounting department. I politely declined because i wasn't keen to travel so damn far.... It's super inconvenient. Had to change a lot of buses and stuff... Gave me the excuse that people related can't work together. It's not as though i'll be working as a permanent staff... It's only temporary... Forget... quite pissed la... it'll be their loss anyway. I'm such a wondeful employee as mentioned earlier... hee!

Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. customer service sucks. You get criticised, sweared, scolded, ranted, spewed for nothing. It's not your fault that the goods customers bought crashed on them. Not as though you pray zealously everyday for the goods to spoilt. Customer service is like the second worse job after cleaning... My mum even mentioned to me that everyone in customer svc has at least shed tears once... Imagine me having to bring a box of tissue. NO! a roll of toilet paper to add onto the dramatic effect to work everyday. and unroll a wad of toilet papers and cry on them while apologising fervently to the customers. can imagine? haha!

It;s such a tough job yet my mum recommended me to it. In this case, it means i'm really sarcastic. Am i really that sarcastic? Oh gosh... even my mum thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle moronic/unreasonable/anal customers. Or worse still, handle sarcastic customers. In another words, i'm more than just sarcastic. Not mediocre sarcastic but belong to the sarcastic elite. Oh gosh... I'm sarcastic?

interviews are scary

I went for interviews today... since the festive period is going to be over and NOEL won't need so many part time workers, i guess i'm going to be jobless soon which means i need those interviews in order to look for another job...

First interview was 10am at JAC which is located at Tanjong Pagar. Mingyan and i got lost... BUT, we managed to sniff our way there.

We were first separated and ushered into different rooms. Honestly, the names of the rooms were ridiculous la... Mingyan's room was called "st andrew's" It's ridiculous to me in the sense that imagine you're working there and you want to meet a client in the room... you'll tell the client "Ok! i shall meet you at St andrew's. You go there and have a seat first." The client will definitely looked mootoofoodoo at you and don't understand wth is going on right... Why can't they just simplify things and call the rooms room 2 or 3? Anyway, i got bored in the room and decided to draw up the curtains to have a better view. However, the sun was too glaring and i drew the curtains down again in case the sunray is too piercing to the interviewer. How considerate...

Less than 10 minutes later, i was ushered into St andrew's (i can't remember the name of my room) to be interviewed together with Mingyan. we had two interviewers who looked immaculately dressed and groomed. I bet the male interviewer plucked his eyebrows... it's none of my concern but then ya... it was my first time being formally interviewed for a job so naturally, i could feel the stress... In my opinion, i did pretty ok for the first time except that i was crossing my legs and uncrossing them again and again cause i was nervous ma... and i hit the CPU located in front of me... The interviewers mentioned to us that we had to take note of our postures and body languages and be more prepared in future. Otherwise, we were ok and appeared sincere. Like duh~ Who won't appear sincere when they are in need of a job...

after that, we took mrt to the west--jurong east for another interview by recruitexpress. The interviewer asked whether we're keen to work in the west. definitely no no la! so damn far away... waste of time and travel expenses...

i'm alive

I got sucked into the lengendary Bermuda's Triangle and i swam all the way back...

Ok la! i admit la... i was just too lazy to blog... opps!

I think nobody cares much about cny now... I brought oranges for visiting but i never once exchanged mine with others.. My precious oranges were sitting comfortably in my bag for three days...

honestly, i find the idea of exchanging oranges abit stupid. I added the word 'abit' just to be courteous... anyway, no matter how many times you exchange, those spherical orange things will remain as mandarin oranges... so what's the point of exchanging...

my cousin and i wore black pants, dark coloured clothes but weren't berated by relatives... this is because their own children were wearing dark coloured clothes as well... hahaha!

i find visiting more tiring than working... this is because everywhere i went to, there bound to be car accidents... i saw many... two accidents which involved 8 cars kissing each other, one at scotts rd whereby a Lambourghini (not sure whether spelled correctly) got smashed into useless metal and another which involved 5 cars crashing together, another one at serangoon rd involving a bmw and Jaguar colliding with each other... imagine how many angbows that are needed to fix the cars... oh gosh.... those car accidents led to massive traffic jams and you know how frustrating that can get...

my job at Noel is going to end on Valentine's day... sad right? no date, no candlelit dinner, no outings, no programmes, no job... thursday is so going to be a black thursday.... wahahaha!

do i look like a sec sch student?

i've gotten a new hp. song ericsson w660i. This time round, i'm going to be extra extra careful... i'm not gg to lose my phone again. Losing one's phone is a major inconvenience. Besides facing with monetary losses both for losing the phone and buying another phone, one will lose all the contacts...ALL THE CONTACTS... ur boyfriends' numbers, ex-boyfriends' numbers... ok la...i don't have a boyfriend so that's not too much of a concern to me... wahaha!! stop the joke... i've lost the contacts of my beloved friends' and relatives'... that's the most ass kicking thing...

today i pop by hello shop to exchange for another new phone cause the phone which i had gotten on friday had something wrong with the keypad. The salesgirl was like super reluctant to exchange one for me and kept insisting there's nothing wrong. I've been using it for days and when i say there's sth wrong, means there's sth wrong. if not i got nothing better to do, waste 1 dollar plus of busfare to TM, another 1 dollar plus more back for what?! The salesgirl looked through the box and insisted that there's no warranty card in it even though i was pretty sure it was buried inside and i even bothered to check my messy table before leaving the house.In the end, my mum found it... The salesgirl actually said sth like "no, i'm very sure it's not there. Doesn't seem to be there." before that... wth! Don't want to give me warranty card then say so lah!i was abit cranky at that time... blame it on the hormones...

Anyway, i just cut my hair after dinnertime and i was charged secondary school student's rate... i don't know whether i should embrace it with joy or sink into depression that i look childish... hmm...but can save money la..so i think i'm happy. haha!!

sales is tough

i'm back from four days of sales. Doing sales is tough. Stood for the whole day till my legs turned numb. Plus i had to know my products well if not i'll get shoot by customers. Sales was difficult but honestly, it's so much less boring than admin work because i'll get to meet all sorts of people including weird ones. There are also some demanding customers and i had to weave my way through or lie to them without batting an eyelid. Also, i had to learn how to introduce sales strategies to attract customers' interests.

DAy 1:
I'd lost my handphone on that day... Was feeling pretty emo about it but had to put on a smile still. That's the sad thing about being a salesperson. Even if you're feeling down, you still have to put on a brave front. One ah pek looked at a 22 inches LCD monitor and told me that next time when i get married, i should buy this and place it in my new house cause it's very clear and nice. *dots* i was still not very familiarised with the products at that point in time. Because of this, i was 'shoot' by many customers. Of course there were some customers who asked stupid questions like where the computer is made. CHINA la! Now everything is made in CHina ma... even the underwear you wear... some asked me got made in malaysia one or not... At that point in time, i felt like fainting on the spot. Have you heard of computers made in malaysia in modern times?

Day 2: I had PRC customers who came to look look see see only... asked me to translate what's wireless so i said wu xian and he went "huh? she mo wu xian?" and looked absolutely shocked. Asked me to translate what's 'tokyo drift' into chinese... like wth! i met super irritating customers who obviously don't look like they'll buy the products but still they ask a lot of questions. Of course there were customers that looked down on us temporary staff and refused to talk further with us and demand to talk to our supervisor or senior staff instead. I always feel like swatting these kind of customers away....

Day 3:
it was a saturday. There were more people compared to weekdays. Sales was brisk and we were quite understaffed. temporary staff do not know how to bring the customers to make payments so sometimes, the customers ended up stranded... i had one PRC guy who spoke in heavily accented english which was totally incomprehensible. I had a tough time understanding... PRC then PRC la... why want to act like he's singaporean. Of course there were one snobbish disgusting PRC couple who told me point blank that my chinese sucks. Inside, i was cursing them but i faked nonchalant and fabricated a lie and said that i'm mixed blood. My father's malay, mother's chinese and they stupidly believed. After that, their attitude to me was better and seemed kind of proud that i know their motherland's chinese...

In case you don't know, i don't have a very good opinion of PRC people in the first place...

Day 4: LAst day!! A funny incident occurred. One of my customers' kid pooped on the floor. Another female staff used the brochure to cover it and placed another cardboard box on it. Another senior staff whom i call uncle tommy (actually he's not very old la...but somehow it sounds nice...) didn't know. He came back from making payment with a customer, found the cardbox lying on the floor and picked it up together with the brochure. His fingers touched the poop and since he didn't know, he smelled it and exclaimed "oh shit!" super loudly. Dad and i burst out laughing. i think both of us super cruel but the three of us had made a pact not to say anything.... so... it was super disgustingly funny.

managed to sell 4 notebooks and one desktop in a day. Personally feel it's pretty impressive...

even though the four days were tough, i had my share of fun and laughter. Got to learn more about computers. Met people from all walks of life. Learnt to become a better liar. Twisted and turned my way through when i met difficulties.

Back to work

Tomorrow will be back-to-work!

I'm currently working at IMM which is located at west of Singapore. Coincidentally, i live at pasir Ris which is again coincidentally located at the extreme end, east of Singapore. Isn't this more shocking than watching horror movie??

Don't worry. My dad coincidentally works at IMM too so i can get a lift to my workplace. what am i working as? I'm working as a salesperson, selling computers. Which brand? ACER. Coincidentally, the laptop i'm using now is also ACER!! wow!

I was told that sometimes salesperson has to lie in order to 'sell' their products and raise their commission. So, do i or do i not? I hope that i won't land in a situation that demands me to lie. Lying is wicked!

On the other hand, we live in a materialistic, superficial, competitive world. It's not as though i don't understand why salespersons lie... On a fundamental level, everyone lies. Why can't they?

Since everyone lies, and lies are classified as 'white' and 'black'. I'll set myself a boundary. I can only tell a white lie and that's it. Innocent lie that doesn't hurt... pricks a little but see no blood. Am i making sense? whatever.

Just strive to do my best to up commissions and SMILE! We live in a superficial world anyway. A smile doesn't mean i like the person. It's just another facial expression.

Hope i won't meet anal customers. Ok! That's like deceiving myself to believe a completely impossible thing....

The 'S' rules to follow...

S for smile
S for suppress my foul temper
S for summarised features of the products
S for sweet (act sweet and innocent la... so that the chances of my boss flaring at me will be minimised.)
S for saint (calm and cool)

The good thing about working so far away is that the odds of me bumping into someone i know is greatly reduced. Most of my friends live in the East. Even if i do something embarrassing, it's ok. Nobody will remember hazel from the east anyway... LAUGH!! wish me luck tomorrow. My legs are going to break...

I'm jobless

I think i'm the happiest person on earth to be jobless... hehe!! My job had complteted so it's time to look for another job. BUT, i'm enjoying being jobless so i'll delay the process of looking for another job for few more days. I'm a lazy bum bum...

Imagine while walking down the streets and somebody just barges into my lane and begs me to fill up some bo liao questionaire. Under 'occupation', i'll get to put the status 'unemployed'. I'm not studying, so obviously i'm not student. So, that makes me 'unemployed'. haha! I'm so not ashamed to put that down k...

I'm envious of those who have goals and clearly know what they are going to study in future. a lot of people had asked me what i want to study in university blah blah blah. The problem is i don't even know whether i can get into a uni. Plus, i have no idea what i want to study. hai~ Internship is better than working other temp jobs but how to get an internship when i don't even know what i want to be in future. That's so depressing...

Chinese New Year is coming and i expect people to ask me what i want to study in uni. I think i'm going to tell them in a straight face (must remind myself not to laugh after that) "oh... i don't intend to go university in future. I absolutely loathe studying. studying sucks. anyway, i'm learning bar-top dancing now. when the IR opens, i'll head there for a job. Oh... you know of anyone who is interested to learn as well?" *act innocent* I bet nobody will dare to pop the question again.

The trick to fend off these sorts of questions is to give a stupefying answer that leaves them shocked and dumbfounded. That way, they won't ever dare to bug me again.

Yesterday, i met up with the rest of qijiemeis. I miss them a lot... *sniff* went to Billy Bombers for a sumptuous lunch. Woo Hoo!! billy Bombers rocks. Yeah yeah! Bought a pair of shoes for ruiying cause it was her birthday yesterday.

I miss school...

scary experience!

I was nearly knocked down by a motorbike on my way home today...

I think i'm lucky that i'm still alive. The driver didn't notice me until he was slightly less than 1 metre away from me... The driver seemed to be in a rush and he was driving real fast until suddenly sounded his/her horn and he stopped just in time, eyes wide with shock. I glowered at him and hope it was enough to last him for the entire journey home. The road is a dangerous place!

I'm scared. Imagine what would happen if the nobody sounded the horn to stop the driver abruptly before banging into me. I wouldn't be here typing this entry anymore. I would either end up in hospital or worse still, lying in the wooden box.

will my family be hysterically sad, extremely sad, very sad or moderately sad? How would my friends react? Will anyone shed tears on my coffin?
Will anyone remember few years down the road?

I'm thankful that i'm alive. It was super duper scary! It's a miracle that i managed to pull myself together and walk home rather than crumble onto the floor... It serves to reinforce into me that life is fragile. we have to appreciate the people around us...

I feel like crying now...