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Saturday, February 2, 2008

Hey.

i've been very tired lately.
been working my ass of for the past,
i dunnoe,
1 week?
12 hours every day,
with only 6 hours of sleep.
damn.
no rest,
no life.

i didn't realise that working would be this boring.
day in.
day out.
SAME THING.
sucks man.
especially when you have to look at boxes all day.
pack the stuff lazy Singaporeans buy each day.
handle the stress from your employer and colleagues.
facing the lame shenanigans of uncles and aunties in the outlet.
damn.
damn.
damn.
so tired.
its not only me.
i mean,
i've been to almost everyone's blog that i have bookmarked,
and most of them have posted about them being too tired and whatnot.
good thing i'm stopping next next Monday; 11/2/2008
gladly stopping.
but sadly stopping too.
i mean,
i'm glad because i don't have to see the boxes and products anymore.
Sad because i can't see the people whom i have spent alot of time with.
such as Mala, Mas, Nisha, Mary and Harris.
these people i will dearly miss.
Ok, maybe not harris,
but yeah.

On a lighter note,
i met my Malay teacher today.
technically He's my EX-Malay teacher.
Mr Ridwan.
We; Me Muni and Syuk.
we met him at bedok library's cafe,
cafe gallalei (or something like that)
he wanted to ask about our lives and future plans.
he ordered us $35 worth of finger food,
and we had this excellent Chocolate Spin drink.
i'd give the Chocolate Spin 5*/5*
excellente.
delicioso.

Moving On,
he then took out 3 green packets.
he gave 2 to Muni and Syuk,
and then gave the last one to me.
it was obviously filled with money.
but i thought that it was going to be $10 or something.
so i kept it in my bag.
He said that mine's a little more than Muni's and Syuk's.
the money i mean.
so we chatted about our future plans,
and he told us about HIS future plans,
and we crapped alot about alot of stuff,
until 5 30.
oh, we met him at 3++.
but before we went home,
we decided to treat HIM,
since today's his birthday,
his 59th birthday.
so we decided to buy him a little brownie Topped with ice cream,
worth 3 20 (after discount)
then we sang a little birthday song,
said some prayers for him,
and wished him happiness and whatnot,
and then he ate it heartily.
i'm glad he liked our little treat.
he's so nice.

so after he left,
we headed off for the interchange.
waited for the bus,
and then in the bus...

Muni, Syuk and me opened our money packets.
i opened mine secretly,
since i was afraid that they might get jealous over how much i got.
i opened it in my bag,
away from them.
i saw a $50 note.
then i kept quiet.
then Syuk and Muni asked me how much i got.
i didn't tell them, and told them to open their's first.
well, they too saw a $50 notes in theirs.
then i wondered,
Mr Ridwan said mine was a little more,
but by how much?
so i took out all my packet,
and took out the $50 note.
apparently, it wasn't $50.
it was $100.
He gave me $100.
i was super embarrassed.
how can he give me this sum of money?
i mean,
he's already down with a medical condition,
and yet he's still this magnanimous and liberal.
i thank you Cikgu.

So i end this post now,
and i hope you people enjoyed it!

See You Again!