Quite recently, well, it's actually two weeks ago, I had my first shift to my new job. It's in a gambling arcade just walking distance from the house here, which is great. And also, you don't have to do an awful lot. Mainly just patrolling around and cleaning the machines, making sure people behave, etc.
It's great! Plus! I get plenty of shifts! Which is good for money. My manager is nice, the colleagues are nice. What more can I ask for?
Sorry for this really short and really crappy post, but I'm so tired and don't really have the time. I have so much to dooo!!
Friday, December 12, 2008
Saturday, December 06, 2008
Neurotic Mess
This is just so weird, but I think the toll of juggling work, schoolwork, and housework is taking it toll on me. My results were so disappointing.
So far:
Maths: 85% OK, but expected something higher.
Statistics: 50% Expected to fail that paper because of one formula I failed to memorize but still, totally gutted.
Health and Social Care: 54% Oh well, what can I expect if I'm not taking this subject as seriously as I should?
Still waiting for my English results. Apparently it's nothing impressive either. I have also been sacrificing little things for the sake of trying to get things done around the house and working. Things such as vacuuming my room, tidying my room, going on the internet, sitting in front of the TV, waking up late. These little things just get to you you know?
Took photos of the frost last week, but because I lost my USB cable, the pictures wouldn't be up for quite a while. Sorry.
So far:
Maths: 85% OK, but expected something higher.
Statistics: 50% Expected to fail that paper because of one formula I failed to memorize but still, totally gutted.
Health and Social Care: 54% Oh well, what can I expect if I'm not taking this subject as seriously as I should?
Still waiting for my English results. Apparently it's nothing impressive either. I have also been sacrificing little things for the sake of trying to get things done around the house and working. Things such as vacuuming my room, tidying my room, going on the internet, sitting in front of the TV, waking up late. These little things just get to you you know?
Took photos of the frost last week, but because I lost my USB cable, the pictures wouldn't be up for quite a while. Sorry.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
White Lies?
Well everyone, I have news for you. I....
Have changed.
Big news. Everyone changes everyday. Your skin cells shed off, you lose a few milligrams that no one notices, etc. But this is a big change! And I've only recently noticed it. Like last week. And as most of you can tell from the title, it's about lying.
Yes, lying. I mean as most people would know by now, ('cos I wouldn't stop going on about it), I'm from Singapore and moved here last year. With great moves comes great changes I tell you, I s*** you not. First up, I've more or less stopped swearing. Now I only swear in extreme moods of anger, annoyance, and pain. Which is not very often.
Second up, my temper has kind of fizzed out? But really, I lose my temper less often I find. Or I lose my temper whenever there is something that is annoying me and is still there grating on my nerves. Like nails on a chalkboard. Ugh.
Something you shouldn't see on tv now, not with the recession.
Last but not least, it's lying. Not lying down on the bed. No no, I like lying down on the bed, especially when it's to sleep. I mean lying to people. Opposite of truth. Whenever I was in Singapore, before I came over, I wouldn't have minded lying to anyone (sorry Mommy). I could tell a lie straight into anyone's face and feel a slight twinge of conscience which is quickly smothered. But then I have now come to appreciate all the I have, and I have come to completely trust everyone and have gotten used to the complete trust people have in me in return.
Quite literally, I find it incapable to lie. Told a lie on Saturday, and it's still torturing me. Told another lie of the same sort today, and I'm at breaking point. Seriously, blubbering pile of tears. In simple terms, it can be solved by telling the truth right?
Wrong.
'Cos I've already made a pact with someone to not tell anyone else. I can keep a secret. Ask my friends. But whenever someone says something along the lines of "So hey, what is xxxxxx doing now?" And I have to lie, I feel so bad protecting that person.
From now on, actually, from a few weeks (days?) ago, I have decided to be the best person I can be. No lying, an occasional drink, definitely no drunken dancing, no smoking, (trying to) not swear. The works. Because when I die, I want to be able to know that I have died making something of myself, even though it probably wouldn't be visible to anyone else.
Have changed.
Big news. Everyone changes everyday. Your skin cells shed off, you lose a few milligrams that no one notices, etc. But this is a big change! And I've only recently noticed it. Like last week. And as most of you can tell from the title, it's about lying.
Yes, lying. I mean as most people would know by now, ('cos I wouldn't stop going on about it), I'm from Singapore and moved here last year. With great moves comes great changes I tell you, I s*** you not. First up, I've more or less stopped swearing. Now I only swear in extreme moods of anger, annoyance, and pain. Which is not very often.
Second up, my temper has kind of fizzed out? But really, I lose my temper less often I find. Or I lose my temper whenever there is something that is annoying me and is still there grating on my nerves. Like nails on a chalkboard. Ugh.
Something you shouldn't see on tv now, not with the recession.Last but not least, it's lying. Not lying down on the bed. No no, I like lying down on the bed, especially when it's to sleep. I mean lying to people. Opposite of truth. Whenever I was in Singapore, before I came over, I wouldn't have minded lying to anyone (sorry Mommy). I could tell a lie straight into anyone's face and feel a slight twinge of conscience which is quickly smothered. But then I have now come to appreciate all the I have, and I have come to completely trust everyone and have gotten used to the complete trust people have in me in return.
Quite literally, I find it incapable to lie. Told a lie on Saturday, and it's still torturing me. Told another lie of the same sort today, and I'm at breaking point. Seriously, blubbering pile of tears. In simple terms, it can be solved by telling the truth right?
Wrong.
'Cos I've already made a pact with someone to not tell anyone else. I can keep a secret. Ask my friends. But whenever someone says something along the lines of "So hey, what is xxxxxx doing now?" And I have to lie, I feel so bad protecting that person.
From now on, actually, from a few weeks (days?) ago, I have decided to be the best person I can be. No lying, an occasional drink, definitely no drunken dancing, no smoking, (trying to) not swear. The works. Because when I die, I want to be able to know that I have died making something of myself, even though it probably wouldn't be visible to anyone else.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Talk about School
Today I went into school even though I didn't have any exams. Why?
For him. So that he wouldn't feel lonely while waiting for his exam to come on.
And also because Jordan's going into school for his exam too and it'll be convenient to get a lift down to school, study/sleep/talk in the common room, then get another lift home. How handy. Hee hee.
Cat's got to be fed soon. Cooking for just the two of us and doing the laundry and all isn't too much hassle. Just gets a little tiring sometimes. Now whenever I go to bed, I either conk out immediately, or just lie awake for ages because of the sheer amount of things going through my head. But surprisingly, I just keep going and going and going.
Good for me! Now I will have more energy to do even more housework. Quite surprisingly, this feels like playing house when I was young. Only in real time, doing real things. Remember that game? Where you may have fought with your friend over who is to be the man or the woman and no one wants to be the man? Where you sit and pretend to cook coloured paper and lovingly feed it to your 'husband' or anyone who is willing to entertain you and pretend to 'eat' it.
Yea, that one.
Ahh, good times.
For him. So that he wouldn't feel lonely while waiting for his exam to come on.And also because Jordan's going into school for his exam too and it'll be convenient to get a lift down to school, study/sleep/talk in the common room, then get another lift home. How handy. Hee hee.
Cat's got to be fed soon. Cooking for just the two of us and doing the laundry and all isn't too much hassle. Just gets a little tiring sometimes. Now whenever I go to bed, I either conk out immediately, or just lie awake for ages because of the sheer amount of things going through my head. But surprisingly, I just keep going and going and going.
Good for me! Now I will have more energy to do even more housework. Quite surprisingly, this feels like playing house when I was young. Only in real time, doing real things. Remember that game? Where you may have fought with your friend over who is to be the man or the woman and no one wants to be the man? Where you sit and pretend to cook coloured paper and lovingly feed it to your 'husband' or anyone who is willing to entertain you and pretend to 'eat' it.
Yea, that one.
Ahh, good times.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Phone Is Back!
Yay yay yay yay yay! My phone is back and working again! Yes, while everyone else is quite obliviously going through their lives I've been trying to dry out my phone with the battery and sim card out, and a packet of desiccant sitting on top of it. All the while, trying to turn it on everyday when I wake up in the morning and before I go to bed at night.
I was such a nervous wreck without my phone. It feels like you're going out without any clothes on at all. And over here, you'd quite literally die from the cold if you do that. Yes! Phone is back, and me and Jordan have settled into a routine of sorts as to the cooking and everything. Which is good. So glad that I know I can cook to feed people when I have to. It is a lot more nerve wrecking to feed other people especially when you have such low standards of food as me. I enjoy good food but I can quite easily munch on a piece of dry toast and like it too. So yes. My standard is so low, a baby can crawl over it.
Exams are coming up! But I'm starting to be sucked in by the television. Without a doubt, Friends and Scrubs are my favourite sitcoms of all time. Classic. They are probably the only sitcoms that make me laugh out loud. And the characters are so lovable!
Now off to read manga comics before feeding the cats. ^___^ So glad my phone is back.
I was such a nervous wreck without my phone. It feels like you're going out without any clothes on at all. And over here, you'd quite literally die from the cold if you do that. Yes! Phone is back, and me and Jordan have settled into a routine of sorts as to the cooking and everything. Which is good. So glad that I know I can cook to feed people when I have to. It is a lot more nerve wrecking to feed other people especially when you have such low standards of food as me. I enjoy good food but I can quite easily munch on a piece of dry toast and like it too. So yes. My standard is so low, a baby can crawl over it.
Exams are coming up! But I'm starting to be sucked in by the television. Without a doubt, Friends and Scrubs are my favourite sitcoms of all time. Classic. They are probably the only sitcoms that make me laugh out loud. And the characters are so lovable!
Now off to read manga comics before feeding the cats. ^___^ So glad my phone is back.
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