Monday, July 16, 2007
My cough's getting worse.

STOP IT WITH THE TECHNO! Apparently somebody has decided to set up a pasar malam in his house and is blaring bad techno music since noon. I cannot draw with bad music. So I'm blogging.

Before that I got woken up by the karung guni's horn, after which somebody karaoke'd their way in Cantonese/Hokkien from eleven to noon, then the techno took over. And I'm having a bleddy headache. Can they please kindly shut the fuck up.

I have no lessons today till Thursday! Yahay!

Sunday I got attached to Vivocity. Opening. I woke up at 6.30 and arrived half an hour late. A LaMarzocco, again! So, predictably, I got POS. People were streaming in at 9am in the morning, and I'm like, are all these people seriously okay or not?

AND WEY WHY DO I SMELL SHIT??

Kay sorry.

Yana came in at 10, and she unfortunately got Bar, so she had to battle with the LaMar.
Around 11ish, people started pouring in and it got crazy as hell. I tried taking my time with the payment and food and stuff, and I think I did okay; there weren't any pissed off customers (though there was this pukimak haram who was upset that her drink took slightly longer than she expected and her face was like, well, a pukimak haram).

I hate people who come in and think their money is of such high value. As if we can't make business without them. You know, the kind who look at you like "You're just a lowly barista so be thankful I am even speaking to you if this was a Third World country I will make you kiss my feet."

They speak like they have a cactus shoved up their asses, and they just throw the money on the counter, like oh, 50 bucks is nothing to me, I bet it's half your monthly pay right. No thankyou, no how are you, no oh it's okay. Just a cold stare and maybe a sharp 'Yes' or so.

These people can go fuck off thank you.

Hello, you are just paying by paper money lor! Think you so bigshot isit hah?

Phssssshh. Even the people who pay by credit card are nicer.


Anyway, I broke a plate there. Haha! It was by accident I swear! Then I dropped a cookie. I think it was Fiq's Clumsy Day lah.

I love the partners there. Hello to Syidah, Hazwani, Sam and Nad! Despite the unrelenting crowd, me and Yana pulled through (cheh) and we were famished so we ate at Banquet.
Chicken Cutlet noodles rock balls.

Then we went into Candy Empire (BIG mistake) and I blew 20 bucks on the pick and mix chocolates. I know right.

Then we went back to store!
Amin was sleeping in the back room. It was scary. I thought he was talking on the phone or something, but no, he was snoring. And I was damn scared. Ahhh okay he's going to smack me if he reads this haha!

Yana and me were both extremely bored (or in Yana's words: MENDAK SIOL),and she knows why haha!

Went home slightly earlier than when I would have gone if there was no freaking HisGD journal to finish. Bodoh macam telor.

The techno's still going on, and the headache's getting worse.

So I handed in an extremely nonsensical HisGD journal yesterday. HisGD is, well, history! Okay lame.

Met Taufiq, haven't seen him in ages. He can't whistle for nuts! Haha!

SB-OF Barista Olympics!

Boss came back from Aussie, and I kind of miss his nonsense. He seemed happier. Haha!
My team got third, but it's okay. The medals are super nice. Champions get polo tees, daymn.

Then we all went to Lau Pa Sat, but not before scaring some poor partner at the Starbucks right behind Lau Pa Sat by pressing against the glass and staring at him. Haha!!

I ate too much. Grahhhs. They were selling adorable little ice balls for 10cents each! 10 cents man, where the heck can you actually purchase anything for 10cents in Singapore?? Hmmm??

BBQ chicken wings + satay + carrot cake + butter sotong = bliss (albeit a fatty and oily bliss that is)

Okay, back to work. My Drawing Essentials final project is due on Friday, and I still haven't done up my folio and sketchbook. I have have have to stop procrastinating, seriously my god.