dearie me how time flies. this wk was hectic at the pharmacy. the norm - shaun bugging me, alvin nerves, ivan's new phrase-of-the-week : its like giving an eskimo a refrigerator to some horrid customer. (hahaha). some customers are just plain horrid. life in the service sector really req alot of patience. & of course a good command of lang which i, obviously but disputedly, do not hv. i'm effectively monolingual & proud of it.

dearest jeanie.. yup i'm at guardian, white coat and all... ending this fri la. my 6 weeks attachment. in a flash. & i still feel there's much to learn... does 2 more years of studying qualify you? i dun think so.. argh. there's a wealth of knowledge out there. shucks i'm starting to sound like i'm keen to study again... neah.....

on fri (i'm backdating again) was the JIAKAI-COOKING-SWEDISH-FOOD party. there was so much foood.. the amazing aubergine cheese pastry thing was so great. and there's a wonderful dip made of greek yoghurt & cucumber & garlic. etc etc. so much foooood. and out-of-shape meat balls. yummy yummy for my tummy. =)

tmr we, the golden rooster gang, are gg to a KELONG!!!! yay!!!!!!

mighty mao (not v mighty) and mika dropped by yest. so sweet. and mika was so excited. i went to attend to the customer then i heard a crash. my heart sank cos i tot it was mighty mao's fault. surprisingly he didnt. (the 3rd time the kodomo shampoo toppled)

watched ET on tv just now. nemo said tt when i watched it when i was small (actually i'm still small, & just as cute) i cried and cried. but this time i didnt. is it just that when one grows up u become immune to everything - the horrors of suicide bombers; become so numb to the evil in the world? like what Good Charlotte sang, 'the world is black, and hearts are cold, there's no hope, that's what we're told'... yes.

textbooks / modules should be made of rock music lyrics.

PCK was so fun last night! its actually proj cheek kian. haha. a surprise bday party at cityhall & he said he wasnt surprised. wt eva. we got him this i-love-u card & edited all its disgusting romantic words like 'u chase my sunshine away, i dun feel safe & secure in ur arms, thx 4 standing on (by) me in this hate relationship. haha. its a disgusting card w a sappy luv poem & red roses everywhere.. ewwwwww... anyway had an awesome crazy time w the 14 of us crazy golden-rooster-steamboat ppl. like saying 'bitch' when taking photos.. ppl looked. the cake said happy b*day (bitchday). haha. & i think he was v touched tho he dun wanna admit. well at least he sent us an awwww-sms later. haha. then we went to the WWII memorial (ironically) & sat ard and drank pseudo vodka. (snapple actually). oh chill!!!

i think these fwens will be the ones tt will last my lifetime. i luv all of u. =)

well well. seemed to hv met up (accidentally) with quite a few ppl. dear mr tong yew hin walked into guardian yest. and we talked cok a while. so nice to see him again man. like the good ole' times. still rem in sec sch, sec1 he was e short little boy in class. then sec4 suddenly u nd to 'look up' to him. haha. (tribute to yew hin).

and of course my dear VON.. thx 4 posting a msg.. dear dear girl. u know wt, i banged into worm and linda outside when i was gg home today! WORM has an earing & his hair is all funky (attention all vjc 01S14!!!) rem how we bullied worm, we ask him chop seat for us in canteen, in lect, & worm always so nice.. ahhaa... then he kenna army like hibernation liddat. worm. grrrrrr. hahaa. dearest worm. (aka tan zongxian).

so exciting. PCK is coming this fri. our secret event. now doesnt tt pique ur interest man??? cheers to golden rooster!

laaaaaaaaaa. i have 3 blisters on my foot. cos i used my old band-court-shoes tt i had kept for like since sec4. upset. i rem after every band performance i would clean it, wipe meticulously. stored it for like 4 years too. now its biting back at me. funny how last time a $40 shoe seemed so precious. how i treasured it man. sob. my shoeeeeeeee. shall i bury it?

anyway. i think i shall take 'basics of chinese' next sem. my chinese TOTALLY cannot make it. cannot okay. really cannot. this guy walked into guardian wanting some stuff on 'something-sai' (sunblock). i tot he had diarrhoea.

my life evolves ard guardian (isnt tt rather sad). anyway. seems like every fri the golden rooster gang (haha) is meeting up ya. some intended fun. last wk's was the mighty stayover. and today we went to bugis for shopping - our pre-pck outing. next fri will be the pck. (secret for now, gotta stay tuned. oh wt is pck? is it what i think it is? cant be? ah ha!). and the following fri its gonna be jiakai's returning-back-from-sweden party. oh life in the holidays. oh life.

oh yesterday our fav shundeng visited me. nice little boy he is. (haha). lijie also tried to visit me, but, wrong hours and wrong store. i'm in century squareeeeeee dear... and today she missed me again. wrong hours dear. and yeeng missed me yesterday too. well. oh well. thank goodness i dun live in the store. then again, i may become so familiar with it that i can tell u where the crack lines on the floor are. wont tt b wonderful?

today this customer with serious bling-bling was in the store. her watch was like huge. like 5cm in diameter and studded round with crystals. serious bling bling.

hee hee. stories to tell. today, as i was unglamourously squatting on the floor pasting price labels, this box of Lemsip was waving near me and a deep voice went 'excuse me, blah blah blah' so i went, hold on for a sec, stuck my label back and very professionally stood up and went 'how may i help you sir' (rather, it sounded like how may i help *scream scream scream*) cos mr. taogay aka JIAKAI was standing there with a goofy grin.

yes goofy grin. no one uses the words goofy anymore.

anyway, wt a pleasant surprise to kill of the mundan-ity insanity of a wed afternoon... taogay even did his impersonation of the bad-throat-day - he did a i-am-dragon sound (it was gross and disgusting, bad enough tt he always burps in the clubroom) anway.. he's really got a bad throat. bad as in sick, just in case u were wondering.

anyway, it was nice of mr taogay to drop by. my my. wt a pleasant surprise. even tho this post mostly sounds disgusted at him but mr. taogay (tho taogays are poisonous) is my v gd fren from csc. yes, life in clubrm would not hv been great w/o him and the golden rooster gang.

and pleasant surprise #2 was tt we had lunch with a locum who was at the mrt.. a nice guy from london (lun-dun) who is singaporean but has been there since pri sch days. oh luck. and he was totally UKBC if u know wt i mean. oh hurrah hurrah.

hmm. an uneventful day at the pharm. besides the usual crowd of aunties. today no gd looking guys. oh we almost had a case of export sales. too bad the lady couldnt show the airtix so we couldnt give... regulations laws and regulations. my feet hurt. stand up for 8 hours. madness. do u think my feet will swell up? elephants have big feet. elefants have big pheet.

oh it depends on how u wanna spell it. whooo hoooo.

oh oh. 2nd day of work at guardian! i cant feel my feet........... argh........ working from like 1.30 to 10 at night.. no joke standing all day man... actually i do enjoy retail i think, getta talk to customers, the adrenaline rush when u face them, not knowing if u gonna screw up the whole conversation by giving them wrong advice & u being struck off the register. oh choi. haha. and ivan goes on and on and on abt all the drug names and stuff. oh goodness. feeling slightly lost, but it got better today. hurrah hurrah!

was watching Les Ballet Trockadero on tv last night.. (the male ballet troupe who dance classical ballet in parody!!! their skirts are really really nice man...) who did their rendition of swan lake all in parody!!!!!!! (hilarious!) cos they were so exaggerated!!!! like flutter eyes & tripping over their skirts & twirling and all... and lotsa others.. fav being the dying swan where this guy in a tu-tu pranced very gracefully indeed and dropped feathers from his tu-tu all the way, finally dying with his legs in the air... a rousing applause of bowing for 10mins. crazyiness. they are so so professional & graceful... oh wt a life! http://www.trockadero.org/

i think, if i were to title this post, it would be i am de-cute-nified. (by nus as my shundeng fren attests). i think we've all become too highly strung up... maturity? i dun think so, a better sense of FUN. absolut. for goodness sake, this is wt i wrote like when i was working after 'a's..

big flower very angry with papa now. big flower say i want bicycle. papa say he will buy but i ride it back from carrefour myself. not funny papa. it will take me 2 days.

then papa take my baa-sheep and hide it in the store room. then papa go and eat my lunch for tomorrow which i put in the pantry. so big flower now very angry with papa. and papa got a big nose. and japanese face. papa go japan and the japs thought he local. all papa big nose fault. and i inherited sinus from papa big nose and every morning i sneeze like mad so un-glam. heng now got char accompany me doing the waa-choo in the morn at work. anyway now big flower nose gg drop off all papa fault and big flower baa-sheep all yucky and a bit dusty from the storeroom. waa-choo. big flower very angry with papa.

anyway papa birthday coming in a month and big flower very excited. big flower already buy papa his present and will wrap it with tonnes of newspaper. its a celtic cd. then big flower can listen also, haha. big flower last gave papa a sheep from mu-ee and when u squeeze some shit comes out. big flower force papa put on his briefcase so papa bring sheep to work everyday. big flower also spotcheck papa whether sheep hang there. big flower like papa best of all. in church today papa burp. big flower very angry when papa burp. papa should live in the jungle. big flower now go hide my baa-sheep in case papa with big nose go and take again.

now isnt tt cute. haha. 2 years later, nemo still has tt sheep on his briefcase. think if u see a man walking ard with a sheep-tt-squeeze-&-shit-comes-out, go say hi to nemo.