Of Chalkboard Happenings and Crazy Events

Yesterday Natsha and i were asked by our manager Kenny to re-decorate the whole blackboard..or in this case.. the green board.. by putting in the words..

"HAPPY HOUR CAKES

(from 2 to 7pm)

*a slice of ANY cake of your choice

*FREE coffee or tea

ONLY RM12.90"

AND

BOTTLED BEERS

*Guinness Stout

*Heineken

*blablabla

*and lots lots more

SO, both of us decided she do the happy hour cakes and i do the bottled beers.

But when BOTH of us work TOGETHER.. Chaos erupts instantly.

Lucky there weren't any customers around, otherwise we could have scared them off by constant savage hollering, maniac laughings (We do this quite often. That's why we are on separate shifts. Tend to talk too much..), chalk dropping, SWEARING, ladder shaking by the Amrit (another manager) and the Richard (a person nicknamed "Barney"). And all this with the peaceful song of "Upside Down" by Jack Johnson.. Sighs..

Climbing up the ladder is not a good thing for me, as i am lack of length. Therefore i had to climb up further to reach the board. My center of gravity is far far away from the ground.. and i keep imagining myself falling backwards and breaking my back and everyone come huddling around me, calling out my name. BUT lucky none of that happened or i wouldn'y be sitting here typing.

Anyways, here are some pics from the chaotic scene..

(i heard my neighbour screaming at this point..Why is he screaming SO early in the morning for?!! Adoi.. Anyway, continue..)

Natasha is a true doctor. Even on hostess-ing duty, she draws a complete cross section of The Heart. See the tick beside it? She drew another heart shape and put a cross beside it.. Medicine obsessed girl.. Hey! Note the nice "tanda seruan" below the heart!!

"Hey! Don't take picture of me!" (thus the waving of hand/cloth at me)

See the master piece? Happy hour cakes on the left, Bottled beers on the right..

Natsha in action!!

The Chalk Bucket

That's all the pictures there is actually. My phone went out of memory space. Ish! WTH!! But i would like to stress that there were two long, 15 inch knifes (or maybe longer) on the table below us.. Gasp!! Bye! Very hungry.. ^_^

Double GG-fied-ness

Has passed my driving with flying colours and is EXTREME EXTREME happy with it!! YAY!! At last i can drive an auto!!!! My hands and legs were wobbling pieces of konyaku jelly the whole time man..

But i count myself pretty lucky in my road test. The examiner was super nice cause the whole time when i was doing my rounds, he was "interviewing" me about my age, why am i so small (how the hell do i answer that?!?! "Bukan la encik, itu sebab DNA saya yang telah diwaris dari nenek moyang saya.." i think he will kick me out of the car that instant for sheer cheek), am i schooling and then says "oh? mengapa tak sambung belajar. masih kecik lagi.." when i said i'm working as a hostess in a restaurant at the Curve, THEN continuing when am i continuing, going overseas or not... going on and on and on and on.. bla bla bla yada yada yada..

OMG...

I swear i can just jump out of the car without pulling the handbrake and free-ing the gear and just let him roll down the slope that instant. But the fate of my driving licence is resting in his hands. So i thought the better of it and continued the interview like no gruesome thought ever has crossed my pure, innocent, mind. Lucky kept my patience too cause he helped me brake before the yellow box. OMG. Damn good..

And i passed!! Maybe he has seen my potential as pro driver next time (who can't even see the front of the car due to lack of length).. hehe.

*O-hail Pro Driver TPJ!!!!!*

Adventures of the Lost Phone

Yes...I found my phone after the "MIA-ness" of it when i thought i had left it in Padini when i excitedly bought a new top.. And guess where i found it..

(drumroll)

IN MY MUM'S CAR'S BACK POCKET OF THE DRIVERS SEAT!!

(drumroll stops)

Let me tell you the story plot..

It was just a normal day to begin with actually. My mum fetched me to work in the evening for the 5pm to 12am shift, which i'm never going to do again due to the extreme lost of energy aka ATP and i have driving lesson the next day at 8.30AM some more.. bleh... Anyway..

So i got into the car (hasn't left house yet), and mum drove a few kilometres out of our housing estate (which is now called TROPICANA INDAH instead of Damansara Indah...GG...), then was chatting with her as usual and suddenly spotted this thin bulge in the driver's seat back pocket.

My father will kill us if we put anything inside the pockets.. so.. I was thinking, "owh.. Marcus(my brother) must have put some sweets or something inside. haha! I'm going to tell daddy.."..

Yes la.. I'm quite evil..

But when i pulled it out.. My phone just UNEXPECTEDLY arrived unannouced in my right hand, i was utterly shocked.... SHOCKED i tell you. My brain stopped sending brain waves for a while.. like.. 10 seconds or so.. And then realisation hits me.

"OMG.. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS??"

(brain sending more brain waves for carressing phone)

..Carressed phone for a moment..

"MUMMY!!!!! I FOUND MY PHONE!!!" (i really shouted)

Then my mum, eventhough she was DRIVING, looked around and LOOKED at the phone. Exclaiming in delight. (Her brain waves send faster than mine..)

*both of us exclaiming in delight*

*more exclamations of joy and carressing of phone*

Then reached the Curve for my work..

~END OF JOYFUL EXPERIENCE~

But really man.. Shouldn't have made me suffer like that for 2 weeks.. Wondering which phone is good AND cheap, as i have to use my salary to buy it.. ISH!!! Now i know the miserable-ness of spending money that is really yours.

The felling really IS different..

But now i swear i will keep my possessions with care and must be always placed under my watchful eye..

Life's poems

The Mask

A mask of plastic happiness often covers her sadness
Her beliefs hidden from most Afraid of,
but willing to face the unknown
Wondering where her place is in this life
She has come close to sharing herself
Never completely revealing anything to anyone
Feelings of invisible chains corner her
When she dreams, reality shatters before her very eyes
Accomplishments she strives for just at hands grasp
She feels lost sometimes, not yet finding her notch in this world
At times the glimmer in her calm eyes slowly disappears
But within her heart a silent flame burns her inside and out
She roams day by day, playing roles
Strength unknowingly resides in her
History repeats itself once again
The translucent veil she so proudly wears
Little by little answers will come, pushing it aside
One day there will be no more mask for her to wear
One day her beliefs will be known
One day she'll know her place in this life
One day she will share herself
ONE DAY this mask will be NO MORE

by Wolfgirl


Hope

When all about you is black with gloom,
And all you feel is pending doom.
When your bones are racked with grim despair -
When every breath is a gasp for air.
Keep on going, though you need to grope,
For around the bend is a ray of hope.

A ray of hope is perhaps all that's left,
As your will to live has been bereft.
You've lost it all, it's just no use!
You can end it all, you need no excuse.
But throw away that piece of rope,
And give yourself a chance of hope.

Just give yourself another day,
Brushing aside what your thoughts may say.
This is your life and you can make a new start,
By ignoring the brain - just follow the heart.
Taking baby steps in order to cope,
And minute by minute you'll build on your hope.

Build on your hope,. one day at a time,
Though the road be steep and hard to climb.
The hurts of the past - they should be dead.
The fears of the future are all in your head.
Just live in the present and refuse to mope
Your life will sparkle for you're living in hope.

by Brian Quinn


PS. This site has wonderful poems bout life.. visit it for those interested.. here's the link
http://100-poems.com/poems/life/
PSS. The next poem is written by my friend in her blog. it's really good!!



Reasons not to love something too much

Have you ever felt like you love something so badly, & the next day, it just disappears without a trace, like it never before existed in your life? It makes you sad and mournful. DURH.

Albeit temporarily, it makes you go through the whole ordeal of feeling like your heart got wrenched from its original place and feels like its being lugged down with bricks. It does not fail to re-appear again and AGAIN, every minute of your life. To be incorporated in your memory like a parasite. And you wonder when the heck you’ll finally get over it and erase it from your grey matter totally.

Like an annoying pendulum which sways back and forth incessantly, it makes you remember it even when you try so hard not to think about it- and then, it perpetually engraves sorrow in your heart once again.

Sometimes when you own & want something the most, and it gets lost and is never to be found again, it leaves you helpless and alone, and u feel like you got dumped or ditched by your very own best friend. Like a smack in the face. And an angry yank at your heart. It gives you a particular feeling every morning thereafter; when you wake up and feel empty inside, not cuz you’re hungry- but of the thing/ person that you’re missing that’s causing a massive hole in your heart that cannot be plugged with a cork or sewn by a doctor in an operation.

You know, like say, when you were young, you liked this particular barbie doll very much. then one day, you come home and realised that your sis had just snipped off all the barbie's long shiny blonde hair just cos she wanted a MALE barbie doll. wth. then you get so crossed at her for chopping off barbie's silky hair and start bawling your eyes out while complaining to your mom. thus, we shouldn't be too attached to something. if not, it MAY bring grieve to you someday when you lose it. hmm. maybe we also shouldn't love a person too much. ahh! but that's up to individuals.

So, the moral of the story is, (although this is not a story) we should not want/love something too much. It may leave you or gets lost one day, causing a cascading process of misery in your life, and you tear yourself apart, asking yourself why you hadn’t taken care of it enough before it's too late.

by HueyRen