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Friday, November 25, 2005
It's been what, one, two weeks since i've last blogged. I just can't find the mood to. Anyway, the past few days have been rather busy for me. The first time in my whole life looking for a job. At first, my friend told me about this factory job in Jurong West. We went there hoping that we can start on the same day, but turned out that the company only takes in chinese people. The least is to tell us they want only chinese people, but noo. Instead, they give this lame excuse that we -me and my malay friend who told me about this job- have no previous job experience, therefore they cannot give us the job. Ironically, my chinese friend, who also stated that he has no previous job experience was asked to wait. Know what, he got the job! Where is the racial harmonism? About four days after that job application, my friend called me(the malay one). He told me to wake up at 6.00a.m. the next day, for another factory work application. So, he called me in the morning and we were off to Boon Lay, the same place for the previous factory job application. It was raining, in the morning and it was freezing cold. Not forgetting that on the way there, we took an air-conditioned bus. So after filling in the application form, we were just waiting there, being the only three malay people applying for that job, when my friend said he wanted to go off. So i was like, wtf? Then, we disappeared from that place, never to return again. We had our breakfast at macs. Mark, my chinese friend who got the job, joined us after his so called "shift". His job was to place a keypad into the handphone. And in one hour, they were supposed to put together 1500 handphones. The night shift was 12 hours, making it 1500 x 12 = 18000 handphones. He was tired, wanting to go home. We were lucky we didn't get the job, wanting to find some other job. Halim, my other friend, bought the straits times. Then we found this ad, a new advertising company looking for 100youths. It says, "we'll be working in a fun environment". Whatever that means. Thinking that they were looking for 100 youths, so our chances should be quite high. It took us almost two hours to look for the building. So, we had the interview(not actually an interview. they just tell us how the job is like), and went home. Yesterday, mark told me about this flyer-giving-out job from friday to sunday. The pay was good, 6.50 per hour. Went in for the interview. A bit nervous though, because it was my first time. So, my interview was short, while Mark's was quite long. I'm just hoping i'll get that job. the one with the good pay. Just now, Mark called. He told me he got the job from the new advertising company. He went there yesterday, and got the job today. I went there 2 days ago, yet no phone call. Maybe they didn't pick me. I just want a job. Thats all. Anyone wants to employ me?
Type-d by; ♥m.hanif
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for some reason, i dun have mood to rayer. found it hard to interact with the ex-classmates. why? i dunno. so i kept having this straight face. when someone disturbed me, he tot i was pissed, coz my face lar. no mood mah, so straight face ar.
but the rayering was quite ok. go here, go there. i was quiet most of the time. but, overall, it sucked.
just an update; everyone totally changed. and someone obviously had a major change. almost everyone smokes right now. what, izzit the trend right now? friends with used-to-be innocent faces are not so innocent looking right now. them, smoking. it just freaks me out. or maybe i'm the freak, the only one not smoking. then2, i got this stoopit thought of how it'd be like if i were to smoke. krazi. aniwae, passive smoking is enough. dun want to die young.
so, today SUCKedstraws.
--anep--
sucked
Thursday, November 10, 2005
today is crap. it sucked, and never would i want it to happen again.for some reason, i dun have mood to rayer. found it hard to interact with the ex-classmates. why? i dunno. so i kept having this straight face. when someone disturbed me, he tot i was pissed, coz my face lar. no mood mah, so straight face ar.
but the rayering was quite ok. go here, go there. i was quiet most of the time. but, overall, it sucked.
just an update; everyone totally changed. and someone obviously had a major change. almost everyone smokes right now. what, izzit the trend right now? friends with used-to-be innocent faces are not so innocent looking right now. them, smoking. it just freaks me out. or maybe i'm the freak, the only one not smoking. then2, i got this stoopit thought of how it'd be like if i were to smoke. krazi. aniwae, passive smoking is enough. dun want to die young.
so, today SUCKed
--anep--
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Wednesday, November 09, 2005
just a quick update. DO click the link below. just a warning for those who has EMO haircuts.Type-d by; ♥m.hanif
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downside of the whole rayer is that my digicam is SPOILT. damn. and fyi, thats y my blog is like, empty. only got words, after words, and more words. so, lets hope i get the merit bursary award thing again, so cna use the money get another digicam. y never use rayer money? coz, its for my upcoming, to-be electric guitar. but i have no friggin model or make it would me. we'll see when the time comes. lets just hope i got picked for the deam christmas wish thingy. i wished an ibanez grg274 for 250 bucks. 50% of its original price. but, now i onli have 160 sia. nvm. will beg my mom to let me take out money from the bank to use for buying the guitar if i pass the 'N'. hope. thats all i can do.
kk, something for me, and if you want also, for you to think abt.
right now, my youngest kuzz is just abt a few months old. meaning that i'm 16 yrs older than her. that like, wow. so, by the time she becomes a sweet-sixteen-ien, i should be, 16+16=32. like wtf lor. she would be having a great time sia. got big kuzzs. hah, then she'll be calling me abang eventhough i'm 36. not to forget my older kuzz. 22 yrs older. so when she's 16, he'll be 38. so like, hi abang alek, hi abang anep, 38 and 32 yrs old. and might be an aunt by that time already. yeah. she would be so lucky. just imagine lar. u have a KUZZ who is 32 when u are just 16 and you can call him abang and talk to him just like your fren. k, i'm going krazi thinking abt this. then then, she'll bring her frens, incl her bf to my house(wakakaka). then her frens will like, what!? u'r abang sedare nyer rumah? then then. later me and my kuzz will ask all sort of qs to her bf, make sure he'll not hurt her or anything. wakakaka. yes. i am indeed going nuts thinking abt this stuffs. kk, got to stop.
so aniwae, happy rayer to you peeps out there.
may small wealths be upon you until the end of rayer.
--anep--
back i am, and deep my pocket is.
Sunday, November 06, 2005
went to five houses today. wahlao, i can vomit anytime man. eat a bit here, a bit there equals to enlargement of stomach. boncet siot. so if you had always wonder why after one month of fasting/dieting you always get back to the same size you were before(or even bigger), the above must be the reason why. sometimes its not even you who made u'rself full, but you were somehow forced to. a good example was the last house i visited. ok, understand that it was the last house. meaning, before that house, tons of food has already been stuffed in me. know what, the homeowner actually prepared noodles. its ok if she had served it in one big plate, then we can take as much, for my case, as little as we want, but, nooo. the noodles were already served in plates. so each person sort of, must finish the noodles lar to show respect or something. i dunno. so, i ate the noodles, put aside the prawns, meat, veges and the squid. and thank god i didnt vomit. tho there was times it felt like vomiting, but i burped instead. downside of the whole rayer is that my digicam is SPOILT. damn. and fyi, thats y my blog is like, empty. only got words, after words, and more words. so, lets hope i get the merit bursary award thing again, so cna use the money get another digicam. y never use rayer money? coz, its for my upcoming, to-be electric guitar. but i have no friggin model or make it would me. we'll see when the time comes. lets just hope i got picked for the deam christmas wish thingy. i wished an ibanez grg274 for 250 bucks. 50% of its original price. but, now i onli have 160 sia. nvm. will beg my mom to let me take out money from the bank to use for buying the guitar if i pass the 'N'. hope. thats all i can do.
kk, something for me, and if you want also, for you to think abt.
right now, my youngest kuzz is just abt a few months old. meaning that i'm 16 yrs older than her. that like, wow. so, by the time she becomes a sweet-sixteen-ien, i should be, 16+16=32. like wtf lor. she would be having a great time sia. got big kuzzs. hah, then she'll be calling me abang eventhough i'm 36. not to forget my older kuzz. 22 yrs older. so when she's 16, he'll be 38. so like, hi abang alek, hi abang anep, 38 and 32 yrs old. and might be an aunt by that time already. yeah. she would be so lucky. just imagine lar. u have a KUZZ who is 32 when u are just 16 and you can call him abang and talk to him just like your fren. k, i'm going krazi thinking abt this. then then, she'll bring her frens, incl her bf to my house(wakakaka). then her frens will like, what!? u'r abang sedare nyer rumah? then then. later me and my kuzz will ask all sort of qs to her bf, make sure he'll not hurt her or anything. wakakaka. yes. i am indeed going nuts thinking abt this stuffs. kk, got to stop.
so aniwae, happy rayer to you peeps out there.
may small wealths be upon you until the end of rayer.
--anep--