Wednesday, February 28, 2007
The best thing to be doing at 11.30 at night is stock-taking. NOT!
Stock-taking is best done with a clear and uncluttered mind, and without inconsiderate Pastamaniastaff screaming and laughing at the top of their voices.If not, you'll end up sitting on the floorrummaging through boxes of fake nails, trying desperately to sort them in order and not miscount.
That was what I was doing yesterday night. At Tampines Mall. When all the shopping center lights were switched off, and all the late-night cinema-goers looking at me weird. What, never see people dostock-take before meh?? So my parents kindly fetched me, with my dad nearly falling asleep at thewheel, causing the van to veer from side to side like a drunk dog and my mum shrieking at him.
Actually, I find stock-taking fun (maybe because that was my first time, and stock-taking for pushcartis peanuts) but not until it stretches that late into the night. I reached home way past midnight,thanking God I switched shift with Callixta today, so I can sleep in. Yes I know, my blog has beenuntouched since VDay, but can you blame me? Work has been monopolizing my life like never before!
I just keep thinking about the pay, the pay, the pay. Work is alright, can get mindnumbingly boring sometimes, and the customers keep getting dumber and dumber, sooooo it's not what I wouldcall like a dream job or anything. At least the scheduling is flexible, so I can plan my days offtwo weeks in advance, and just tell the management I can't work on those days. Cool huh.
I miss everybody. How have you all been doing?? I'm going out with my beloved 2/2 girlstomorrow. Whee! We're going bowling, and watching a movie. I BETTER get my pay today or I'llstrangle somebody. Can you bowl with fake nails on? Hmmm. I have this beautiful set on, and I'mscared they'll break or something. Because of my stupid job, I'm starting to take better careof my nails, wearing faux nails, getting the hang of nail art, and it's fun lah! In a truly girlyway, I mean, every girl wants to have nice nails right. And you can't just wear faux nails whenyour real nails are like shit, because the faux nails either won't fit, or they'll look weird.
I have so many deluded customers who insist on premium faux nails when their nails look like theyjust came out from a cave somewhere in the Amazon, and the faux nails CANNOT BLOODY FIT. Then theygo like, but I like the colour... (in a whiny voice) and I'm like, EH CB your nails are like SHITso please get out of my sight!!! Plus the premium faux nails are slim and tapered so it's obviouslymade for ladies with NICE and TAKEN CARE OF nails.
I don't see why people who cannot take care of their nails come to Shugar. It's obvious that weare a nail art outlet, and we don't do things like classic or french manicures, and we DO NOT dopedicures, so if you want to patronize our outlet, at least have decent nails, or go to a propernail spa to repair your nails first! We do NAIL ART, NOT NAIL PLASTIC SURGERY, so our stickersand stones cannot mask the disgusting-ness of your badly damaged cuticles, or stumpy nails, orbitten down to the skin nails, or whatever. GAHHHHH!!!!
Ahh. Glad to get that off my chest.
And then there are the cheapskate but still oh so bitchy customers, who think they are a class above the staff serving them. These are the seriously irritating ones, the ones whose eyes I want to scratch out and who I really need to smack.
Never mind, I don't want to spoil my late morning bitching about them. And besides, it's not as fun just blogging, I need to bitch WITH people about stupid customers, so it's funner.
Anyhoo, I haven't been watching teevee at all. Haha. and I haven't been taking care of myself, health-wise. I caught the flu a few days ago, which thankfully, didn't blow up to be a high fever, but it did simmer down to a painfully sore throat, which made me lose my freaking voice. But I still went to work okay! Only I couldn't attend to customers, and when I did, scared them away. LOL.
Now my voice is super sexy, I like. I kind of want it to stay this way. Maybe it will. If I continue to gorge on nachos with extra cheese and creampuffs. Ahh but then my body wouldn't match the voice. HAHAHA okay I'm talking nonsense.
I'm hungry! I will go eat my mee rebus now. Ta!
@ 8:50 PM

SYAF I AM
Okay, so I'm this girl right.
Who had big plans to change the world.
When I was young, I wanted to be either a zoologist, veterinarian or pilot.
I wanted to travel and help eradicate poverty.
And then when this girl grows up, she's all like, fack that!
She becomes guilty of things she never thought she'd have done.
She meets people of all shapes and sizes, some beautiful, some downright fugly.
Both inside and outside.
She becomes acquainted with some things called failure and commitment.
She realises love is as elusive as, perhaps, weight loss.
I let my inner demon out through my art.
Enjoy.
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SYAF LOVES
green eyes on hot guys, red and purple shoes, pepper and cream puffs, lincoln park at midnight
sitting on carpark roofs talking nonsense, meaningful silences, chewy cookie bits in vanilla ice cream
chocolate icing, shopping till my legs give out, smiling at random people, thinking about stuff
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SYAF HATES
panadol or whatever pills for that matter, retarded nails, losing my voice, being broke
bananas, my thighs and big ass, man boobs, seeing something i really like but discovering that it costs a bomb

SYAF WANTS
levi's jeans, pimple cream, fake lashes, hair dye, a bigger paycheque, M&Ms
new specs, and possibly a hotass guy to sweep me off my feet
YOU SAY
THERE YOU GO.
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{♥} syaf
{♥} jocelyn
{♥} laila
{♥} aiman
{♥} SBOFpirates!
{♥} friend
{♥} friend
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