HELLOOOOOO

Where is everyone?



Guess what? I've served almost 10 months of National Service already and I'm still alive. I'm proud to say that the 12-month countdown to ORD officially starts this 5th August and screw those who thinks that I CMI in the Army. Screw you, losers.

Damn. I'm not going to be back home for almost the whole of next week because of in-camp training. And they say a driver's life is slack. Sure, life is reasonable but chiong-sua with all those siao-on infantry/armour/artillery/whatever men is more than I bargained for.

I really have to plead with my Platoon Commander to put me more on NDP details because its so damned slack. I was on NDP detail last week and basically what I did was park my landrover at the seating gallery, go to the admin area and slept the whole day, and return to camp. And its rather cool to drive the landrover at the CBD area. Yes its no babe magnet but it does sure garner second looks from passerbys.



I'm trying to get rid of this shoe. Anybody knows where I can sell it?

I was watching Just For Laughs just now where it really shows how dumb Canadians are.

I mean seriously, who would fall for all those loser jokes? Man, I don't see any entertainment value in this crap shows and Channel 5 has been showing it for every time filler in between shows. Eh my father don't pay hefty tax every year and subject to us watching bored to death jokes by silly Canadians which are devilishly referred to as "Backwater" by South Park. Heh.

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I'm getting vibes that I'm getting obsessed with my Friendster profile. Its just not me to update my page let alone log on but I find myself uploading pics after pics after pics which has effectively increased my profile views. I used to have a profile view of less than 10 people per month and that was considered decent then.

By the way I'm pretty amazed how some of my friends and aquaintences can collect a battalion of friends in their profile while I had a measly 175 friends(and probably counting). And that took 4 years to hit that number which reminded me of how anti social I am. You see that's the problem with being me. Once I'm in a new environment I get apprehensive making new cliques and its always a hi and then a bye thing. And I try not to being too close with everyone but at the same time try my best to treat everyone equally and as a result I don't see myself belong to any clan. Or rather if there's someone who I really could click with I'll stick to that person like glue and if that person is a he, I'll probably land myself as a victim of gay jokes. Its a subjective matter whether I should blame myself for being a hermit but this thing called Inferiority Complex is taking over Yours Truly mind.

I'm scared to make friends because one day they might meet up for soccer and I don't have the guts to tell everyone I don't tak giu.
I don't really want to asked to go clubbing because I feel like a loser going to these places. (Although I've been to clubs before but I usually confine myself to one corner)

Ok lets just stop this piece of mediocre shit here. Pictures baby!

Remember those days in school when you get to skip lessons for the whole day because of some field trip/excursion/whatever and you are so psyched up because basically all you had to do is just waste your time away and not think about school?

I got to experience that in NS too! HAHAHAHAHAHA

So you're 21. Big Fuck ah?

Sorry.

In the year 2007, I promise that I will update my LJ on a regular basis...haha.

I'm dead. They don't want to pay me.

Three weeks ago I started working at Fish and Co and that was the worst three weeks of my life. And kanina all the places that I had worked in before are always crowded with customers and this one's not spared. The first day was quite ok apart from some teething problems but that's normal I suppose. However gradually all the things that makes this job not worth it A SINGLE CENT just appeared, you know, things like:

• Fellow workers AWOL-ing
• The crowd that will NEVER stop coming (Actually I'm fine with that.  But refer to the first point.)
  
• Customers that annoys you while you are doing your work, like asking for ice water, sauces, etc while you are busy sending food.
  
• How mismanaged the restaurant was. (Not enough glasses and utensils, like what the fuck man?)
• Ricky Chew

Oh my god I have to elaborate on the last one. This pukimak is the Managing Director of Fish and Co. Yeah, that's right. He owns the whole Fish and Co francise in the whole world. FUCKING BIG SHOT RIGHT? Well FUCK HIM. He reeks of all the hatred anyone could have on him and if I had my way, I'll skin him slowly and throw into the sea and let all the fish devour him. Like giving back to the ones that make him rich right? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

So why am I so full of resentment towards this ass? BECAUSE HE PISSED ME OFF.

Managing directors are feared because he/she owns the company, and they expect their fellow employees to be on par with their expectations. And they earn respect by being a "fatherly figure" to the workers; you know, those kind of stuff but not Ricky Chew kids. He's feared because he raises his voice and at the same time uses vulgarities while scolding his workers, from what I heard from others. And I don't have to write anything about the respect part. Because he doesn't deserve any.

Last Thursday I was assigned to the runner station and I was sabo-ed because while usually there are 2 persons doing it, I had to do it alone because the other MOFO deciced to AWOL. And the crowd was terrible, the queue snaked all the way to the restaurant next door. As usual, the restaurant was under-staffed.

Ricky decided to pay the restaurant a visit during the busiest part of the night which was damn suay and just stood at a corner watching us working like slaves and did not lift a finger to at least give a hand. Hey, I don't give a damn that he's the MD. At least the Delifrance CEO was more approachable.

Realising I was a fresh meat there, I worked under the watchful eye of that pukimak. And he called me to one corner.

PUKIMAK: How long have you been working here?
ME: Three weeks.
PUKIMAK: Three weeks uh? Are you trained?
ME: Err, yes. (The runner station was already stacked with unsent orders)
PUKIMAK: So when you send a food to a customer, what do you do?
ME: Tell them their orders, say "enjoy your meal"
PUKIMAK: I saw you sending the food to that table just now, did you do that?
ME: *fuck* Err, no.
PUKIMAK: *shouts* WHY YOU DIDN'T DO THAT?

My manager in charge happens to pass by the corner.

PUKIMAK: EH, COME HERE...DID YOU TRAIN HIM?
MANAGER: Yes
PUKIMAK: WHAT SHOULD YOU DO WHEN YOU SEND THE FOOD TO THE CUSTOMER?
MANAGER: Say "enjoy your meal"
PUKIMAK: *asks me again* DID YOU SAY THAT?
ME: *cibai, i tell you already can?* No.
PUKIMAK: *to manager*YOU BETTER TRAIN HIM!

And that was enough fuel to ignite the fire of anger that was controlled inside me. I didn't know why I did not answer him back. Was it fear?
Or was it just that I was a newbie so better shut my mouth. But that incident really made me feel that working here sucks BIG TIME.

Fine, it was my mistake for not telling the customer to enjoy their meal. But he shouldn't have shouted at me like that.

The incident was infamous by then till I was so bored of answering to those who asked.

I started to refect what had I gained for the past three weeks of working here. I was literally tired, but that's a normal thing. No FnB job is ever so slack, whichever way you look at it. Thoughts were in my mind about the first day of work when I was given the uniform one size too big, the times when I keyed in the wrong orders, the times when I was late for work because I had to juggle personal responsibilities as well.

So was that worth it at all? I don't think so.

But no, Hidayat, this is only your third week. Give yourself another chance, push yourself.

Oh yes I did give myself a second chance. I did.

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So today i was supposed to work from noon all the way till closing and I woke up at 11.45. Fantastic I guess. Left home at 12.15 and I was in the bus when the workplace called me at 12.45 and it was like:

"You're on the way? Ok good...working at 12 right?" *hangs up*

I guess my patience level has exceeded my treshold. In an unprecedented move I decide not to alight at where I was supposed to and continued the bus journey. That's it. I am never coming back to that place again. I quit.

It was my mistake not to call them in the first place but I don't give a shit anymore.

Seriously I have lost all drive to work. I'll rather go back to school and do projects because I feel there are more things that I should learn.
If only I could stay another year in ITE, I will.

But I guess its all about the money because in Singapore, money talks.

I know it's the wrong thing for me to do this but I will never again bring myself to emotional distress just for the sake of earning 5 bucks per hour. I feel my right as a part-time worker is just to work my ass off, get my pay, enjoy, be happy and that's it.

Well at least I have this week to catch up on TV programmes that I've missed.

40 years ago, history buffs would have remembered seeing Lao Lee crying on television when he announced Singapore's seperation from Malaysia.

40 years later, I remembered seeing Junior Lee giving that screwed look(sans crying) on TV during a press conference after it was announced that PAP has not returned to power after nomination day, the first time since 1988. His expression was classic.

It's General Election fever, and Hidayat has fallen to the epidemic.

Nowadays whenever I and Sam meet up the topic of  politics will always be brought up. Sam is staying in Bukit Panjang where his area is no longer contested by that MP-dunno-what's-his-name-but-his-hair-is-side-parting-one. His parents are lucky that they get a chance to vote. My area, Hong Kah GRC is a walkover. Sian lor like that.

Anyway its a pity that my area doesn't come under CCK SMC. If it does my vote goes to Steve Chia. Steve Chia is a real man. Never again in Singapore's history we will get to see an MP's ass on TV. Ever. Recently he has been criticised for gaining sympathy votes and wanting to quit if he doesn't win. But then again, if you keep on losing for sure get sian what, might as well stick to his day job right?

Given that he quits, I think Steve Chia should join Mediacorp since his life story is damn dramatic. Or be a stripper rapper.

You know that in every General Election one of the hot topic that is debated is the question of lift upgrading. Sure that's a clever tactic to win votes but come to think of it,  what the hell were the developers thinking when they decided not to put lifts at every floor when they first built the flats? What if i build a 50-storey skyscraper and decide to put lifts only at the 14th, 25th and 36th floor? Best kan?

I remembered watching that episode of The Amazing Race where the teams have to look for PCK and seeing how silly those Americans look as they climb up and down the stairs. I wonder how the world reacts as they see how third world our housing system is.

Speaking of third world, I have to give credit to Lao Lee for coining that First world- Third World term. To me its damn trendy I have started to use it in my conversations.

For example:

"Eh, I wan to see your manager, your service here is definately not First World."

or

"Uncle! Your chicken cutlet Third World standard, so salty sial!"

The possibilities are endless.

I'm not so sure whether its just me or that food vendors in Singapore are getting deaf, or they dropped out of school and somewhat lost their ability to understand the basic of stuffs.

Picture this:
Yesterday Masyithah, Hafiz and I were at Beach Road Food Centre and I ordered a plate of hainanese chicken rice while Hafiz and Masyithah ordered fried rice with sunny side up egg on top and fried bee hoon(without sunny side up egg) respectively from some mama stall.

While waiting we were bothered by this auntie who kept on asking us to buy tissues.

After 5 minutes or so, my order came first. I asked the kid who sent me the order the price and she replied to me by showing the "peace" sign (which was downright weird), and i suppose it costs 2 bucks which was funny because i checked the price list earlier and i remembered it costs $2.50. So I gave her $5.

And then I realised another weird thing about my order. WHO THE HELL PUTS BLACK PEPPER SAUCE ON TOP OF THE CHICKEN? I MAY NOT BE A CHEENA BUT I KNOW HOW A HAINANESE CHICKEN RICE LOOKS LIKE OK!

Probably the owner wanted to create a fusion dish or something. By the way I ordered from a Malay stall so the owner probably hasn't seen a Hainanese Chicken Rice before. BAHH.

But then I knew something was wrong when the kid returned to me $2 instead of $2.50. Hafiz then looked at the menu at the stall and pointed out that there is a black pepper chicken rice which was selling for $3.

I swore i asked for HAINANESE CHICKEN RICE and NOT BLACK PEPPER HAINANESE CHICKEN RICE. Not wanting to create a fuss, I just eat the meal although it wasn't what I asked for. By the way its not nice for a Malay to be cursing another Malay *rolls eyes*.

The chicken rice was horrible. The soup was like a substitute for tap water and the black pepper and the chicken  was just wrong.

Masyithah's order came next and the guy came with the plate of bee hoon. With sunny side up on top.
Hafiz told the guy he asked for the sunny side up on his fried rice. But not wanting to create a fuss, he just accepted the order and he'll transfer the egg when his order arrives later.

Hafiz's order came next(which took a while) and guess what? The guy came with plate of his fried rice with ANOTHER EGG ON TOP!

I'm not so sure whether they were charged for the extra egg because by then i was torturing myself by eating that plate of rubbish they call Black Pepper Hainanese Chicken Rice.

I wasn't full even after finishing the chicken rice(weird) and I ordered Roti John and I was telling Hafiz and Mas that the kid might misheard my order and send a plate of kebab instead.

And this afternoon, I ordered Italian Soda from Sweettalk and guess what i got?
MILO DINOSAUR!

Now I'm having fears over going to the canteen tomorrow during break because who knows, the bowl of mee soto that i order will transform into a plate of chicken chop *rolls eyes again*.

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Happy New Year.
Woof.

These powerpoint slides for tomorrow's presentation is driving me nuts.

Edit, edit, edit....design.....design.....animate......FUCK ANOTHER ERROR (repeat to the beginning)

After effortlessly losing 10 kg in just two months, I'm back to bingeing(is that the right spelling?).
But I don't care.

And I'm feeling goddamn lousy right now words can't describe the lousyness.

need help here.
anybody knows of any place that buys second hand shoes(no cash converters please)?
or any idea on how should i sell my nike shoes for 100 bucks?

List down any songs that made you cry while listening to it:

• yellow-COLDPLAY
• bedshapped- KEANE
• the ghost of you- MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE

Tagging anybody that shares the same sentiments as I do.