we had Ivan's bdae celebration yesterday.. we met up at CWP.. and it was a hell of a hectic moment.. everyone was runnin all around.. runnin away from the water splashed all over the place.. it was even more chaotic den my last day.. i didn't even remember to update abt my last day.. it was almost the same.. the cream and the iced water poured down me and Ivan.. almost tho not the same.. coz i was a willing party.. i did not want to run.. i juz hugged the ppl nearest to me.. whereas fer Ivan, he ran and decided to make everyone as wet as he is.. thank God i was insured.. haha... by my own words against bein wet.. =D

so yea... he was cuttin his cake wen Jack and Matt came behind him and sweetly covered his face with plates of whipped cream with chocolate sauce.. haha.. he was so white as snow.. and so creamy... haha.. tt was wen he was runnin ard tryin to get everyone as creamed as he was.. the experience was horrible okie.. it was like i can't get the cream smell off me fer 2 days.. and i bathed in the kitchen.. haha... i brought everythin and was prepared... smartie!

wen he was given the iced water.. he still wanted revenge... it was all over Pasta Mania.. and he was chasin ppl and pourin mineral water over em.. yea yea.. it was a mess.. till the point of time where he was runnin after Matt.. splashin water at Matt.. and Matt fell horribly with a loud thud.. really.. it was so loud i thot he might haf fainted.. but no he didn't.. he had a bad bruise on his left cheek... after tt.. ttz the worryin part fer all of us..

Matt can't remember wat happened... seriously.. he kept askin over and over again.. wat happened.. he kept askin did he faint.. he kept askin where did he fell... he can't even remember wat we all came down fer.. he can't even remember his exams are comin soon... like bloody hell.. it was tt great of an impact.. he fell so hard his brain's in a state of shock.. poor thing... but i noe he will be alright.. it'll take a day or 2.. or maybe he wun be able to remember Ivan's bdae celebration fer the rest of his life.. and still be ponderin on how he got tt really bad bruise..

i can't help luffin abt it.. i mean really.. it was hilarious.. and Lili, she could still make stupid jokes out of it... like wat the hell.. she's mean... hahaha.. will call him later and ask abt his condition.. juz hope tt Uncle David wun blow his top abt the matter.. coz Matt is afterall his son and in the midst of playin... Accidents Do Happen.. haha.. not tt we're not bothered.. but yea.. it was unforeseen.. so it happened and all we got to do is face it.. no biggie! but wat is he's gone? wat if he can't remember shit..? wat if itz so bad.. it begins to deteriorate his brain...? yikes!

i noe itz a teed bit too late.. but ladies.. here it is..

31st August 2005: Miss SP.

Happy 20th Birthday! hope you enjoyed ur bade celebrations with us at EATZ 19.. the food's good.. and so is the ambience... glad to finally meet u again after such a looooong time.. hope u liked the present frm the ladies.. may more good times come along in ur life... hope that u'll stay happy and smile always.. =)

6th September 2005: my associate, Bimbotic Miss Yanie.

Haha.. doubt urs is a literal meaning.. coz it like so suits u... haha.. nth bad really.. Happy 20th to u too sweetie.. sorry a thousand coz i can't make it for ur celebration.. i had to werk.. bummer! haha.. hope u enjoyed ur day to the fullest.. as well as the presents the ladies brought u..

hope tt ur life is easier now tt u are schooling.. haha.. u're the one person who nvr fail to smile.. even in times of hardship.. and this is wat tt will see u thru in life.. one thing tt other people will hold u dearly for.. hope tt life will be a bed of roses fer u without the thorns of coz.. =D

it's my first day at Bishan J8... honestly, it's wierd being there.. i don't feel belonged to that place.. staff's boring, place's boring, cooks' boring, phillipina mgr's boring... etc, etc.. yea, yea... i haven't been there a long time to know how the place is.. but really, i dun like the place.. the secluded spot we are in.. the cramped and limited space that i have to move around.. i do have a big butt and i am better off working in a bigger dining space.. the super duper hot office space, that is in the kitchen.. not forgetting the heat.. the stocks all over me.. the suffocation i went thru coz the building's central air conditioning's switched off at 10, EXACTLY.. i don't know how long i can survive here... i miss Causeway Point already... really badly....

oh well.. Winson messaged me in the afternoon asking me how is everything... and Gina called me freaking 5 times just to ask me when will i be having my off day.. it seems as though Meiling wanted to treat me to chilli crab.. i have a feeling this time round, it'll be without Daniel.. hahaha.. it's super nice of her... i miss her sooo much... she and her curly hair.. her observant eyes that always end up looking at me somehow.. her laughter which comes so rarely.. oh not to mention... the sucky food that the cooks at J8 actually whipped up for your staff meals.. i could barely swallow my food just now.. no more adding of prawns.. end of special sauces made by Winson.. maggie mee cooked by Yang.. personally made baked rice... life at J8 SUCKS!

Daniel, he's irritating.. he's shirks from responsibilities.. he is not a good trainer.. he can't, for real, teach at all.. his jokes are cold and lame.. he's so full of himself.. he tries too hard, he fails miserably.. i don't really want to bitch about him.. not worth it.. but i can't help it.. he scolded me yesterday for the Inventory Count List.. how the fuck was i to know that i was not, AT ALL, to use liquid paper/blanko.. Meiling saw and she asked me.. i said i did not know... she called him and asked him.. he, with that freaking ugly face and full of confidence, replied with that horrible voice of his, i got tell her cannot blanko already! really!

like what the fuck? you did not tell me anything like that.. it's my first time doing an Inventory Count List.. my first time doing Inventory as a manager.. and like how the hell was i supposed to know.. should you have told me, and i did it... it would be, of course due to my stupidity that i was unable to understand your simple english, with your accent that really sounds bad... but no.. it was you who did not inform me of such.. and yet not man enough to be responsible for your improper training.. i was so dissappointed.. you miss J8? would you like to go back? i would gladly, with open arms welcome you back... and i be transferred out.... goes to show what kind of man you are.. sorry but it's the truth... and note this... TRUTH HURTS!

it's funny when someone calls u their dream girl.. yea.. even literally.. so wat does it mean to be someone's actual dream girl..? a girl or rather a woman, they've been searching for.. one who fits all that they are asking for.. perfect face, perfect body, perfect everything.. i can't define the meaning.. for to each their own..

what happens when you dream of someone even before meeting them.. everything's the same.. their smile.. your surroundings.. their clothes.. their familiar faces.. i would be spooked.. but would you perceive it as fate? fated to meet.. paths of 2 different persons crossed.. how it ended, that's otherwise..

some calls it deja vu.. in a way.. i think i would.. maybe.. does this mean that you ought to take your dreams seriously? when i've always been told that, for in your sleep you will come across a game called dreams.... i have no idea.. and would you let yourself believe in it..? i leave it up to you...

marriage is the bond created between a man and woman for eternity.. nowadays, it's not often that you can find couples keeping to their vows.. just been to a wedding yesterday.. it was sweet when the bride read out a poem she wrote for the groom.. her vows.. which she promised for eternity.. they both look dashing in their matching pink gown and suit.. we were watching a video clip which the couple took... telling us about how they met.. and all..

which made me realise.. the person you are marrying can never be the person you've been dreaming of.. even if your dream girl/guy need not have the perfect face, perfect body.. they can never be your dream one.. cause everyone's their own.. personality... character... they have special qualities that even, your dream one may not possess... it's what 2 people have gone through together and still be able to stick it through till the end, that creates a strong bond.. not the finding of your dream one..

if you link it together, the meaning of dream in my perception.. it would just translate to.. a game that you play in your life, in your searches.. simply to beautify your life.....


one whose imperfections makes them perfect...
one who is the world in the eyes of another..

i don't know where to start off.. how to... so it's been a year.. my first ever entry was dated on 14th August 2004.. yeap.. many things took place in my life.. i can't believe it.. it felt like no time has passed at all.. no doubt the weight of what i had gone thru.. good and bad.. that aside, i am where i am.. with some things that i had not managed to accomplish.. things which i want to declare.. matters which i want to settle.. true feelings i very much want to know.. all that, i can't achieve now.. not anymore.. unless anyone of u would like to sit down with me and talk over coffee? haha.. then again.. i'm busy to even have time to sit and reflect.. no serenity.. no privacy..

so, life as a manager.. the pay's kind of measly.. i'd appreciate it if it's a little bit more above that figure.. well, at least i need not wait anymore.. it'll drive me crazy, every minute that i got to wait.. for something which i don't even think i would be able to get.. so why not grab something i know is already waiting for me.. i came into the managerial life with enthusiam.. looking forward to what i can learn.. to what i need to do.. to what i need not do.. i was out of the world when i received news that i would be back at Causeway Point.. no doubt it won't be for long.. but i know it's a moment of bliss that i should appreciate.. i was still ecstatic when i found out that i will be going to Suntec.. wooo hooo! i would be able to see Az and Yanling.. i was to start on 2nd of Sept.. everything was planned.. Jacky was waiting to receive me.. i was waiting to go..

plans were made as for my last day's celebration.. Meiling all hyped up.. Winson wanting me to sing with him... everyone was as excited as me.. and to think that it was all crushed by just one woman... she's Amaida.. who is she? Bishan J8's outlet manager.. yes.. she used to be at Causeway Point.. not that i detest her... i had no problems with her.. she's strict.. she's hard to please.. pretty much all.. after work, she's a nice person.. different from her domineering self.. she wants me to be there.. she wants me in J8.. all because her current manager can't work and she don't like one bit of her.. her name's Rashidah.. i worked with her before.. found her a pleasant person.. don't see anything that bad.. even if she was that bad, it only reflected back at Amaida.. how she trained her trainees.. so, she happily decided to shove Rashidah over to Suntec and grab me instead... Jacky pissed like hell.. me upset to the max.. Jacky's plans changed totally.. my hopes crushed into millions...

how i'm coping with it... pretty bad.. i am demoralised now.. i begin to wonder how long would i last.. there's precedence.. as much as i hate for history to repeat itself.. i would with joy, let history repeat should it be necessary.. and then there's Daniel..... *sigh* i have no idea things were that bad.. with him.. i guess that'll be for another day when i'll unleash my thoughts..