Me? Nephrite. aka Jade. Stone, first and foremost. Being human comes later. Nah. I'm just kidding. Film fanatic. Lit Major. Loves books (DUH). Dragon baby. Don't watch much TV. I want to live like its the last moon rising and scream, just like no one's there. Here, I might lose all of my control. Don't blame me later if you don't wanna heed my warning. sometimes I say things that don't come out right but its all in the heat of the moment. It's not too late for you to turn back now. In these Invisible Cities I will build by myself, I hope you will enjoy yourself. The city will be made of green and black. There will be no bed of roses, but a crown of thorns. There will be wilted red roses and drooping stalks of violets. There will be rainbows, but with no pots of gold. There will be more rain than sun, more tears than smiles. What? Did you think this was some kind of fairytale? Baby, wake up and smell the flowers. There are none. Where did the flowers go? I don't know. And then you will see the world through my eyes.






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500th post.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Nephrite at 1:59:00 AM


hookay.
this is my 500th Post.
since i started blogging, in like, sec 4?
dunno.
4 yrs worth of bullshit, ranting, memories etc etc.




THE WEEKEND I SOLD TO THE HELL HOLE

so friday i was saved by Ms S.
thanks to her, i got to leave at eleven.
and so i had more time to work on my assignment the next day.
i think she's like the only other kia-su/nervous/scared die about grades and exams like me.
haha.
but yea.
the JERK knew i wanted to leave early but he beat me to it and left at NINE instead.
ass, srsly.
got to know the other emo goth girl, M.
both of them are pretty good, attitude wise.

saturday, i left at eleven, as scheduled.
nothing much to talk about work though.
what happened was more of the second sister coming.
she happened to pop by so we headed home tgt.
i haven't really spoken to her the way i did since, at least a month ago.
and mayb i found out something i'd be better off not knowing.
because now that i know, i can't forgive myself for not being more attentive.
although i know that i its not really my fault.
the words of my secondary sch teacher's that know me n the sisters are ringing in my ears now more than ever.
i wish i had been closer to her then.
FOUR years is a long, long time to keep something like this in the dark.
and now, i know, why she doesn't do the right thing.
she knows that people don't have respect for her. because, she doesn't even respect herself.
Ms S, banana; its not that i have a change of heart about the way my sisters treat me.
its just, i'm beginning to doubt that i've even taken care of them properly in the first place.
although i have no idea how i should even be able to help, or care for them more than what i think i have done so far.


sunday.
banana SPIKED the pimple's coke with CHILLI SAUCE.
freaking funny, i say.
haha.
he was so "AAGRHHH" at us, but couldn't do anything.
mama got scared by a chameleon that she THOUGHT was a cockroach.
there were these irritating guys that tried to dress like surfer dudes with the long hair and all but ended up looking like "dong li huo che" instead. the way they tried to grab our attention was annoying seriously.
- but roomie came down to visit.
- and Kingsley from pri sch happened to come to eat too. ( the irony was that banana was looking at his chest, and since i was host i was supposed to usher them in. then i saw his face- which was at first hidden by his cap- then he saw me, then i was like, "eh...eh, EHHHH???!!!" at him and vice versa) i guess this is wad happens when u don't see ur friend for like, a DECADE. ( yes, the last time i saw him was when we were both 10, in pri 4, and he was my partner. the kind where we fight everyday abt everything from table space to handwriting. LOL)
then sth else funny happened.
- i checked my phone when i went to the toilet. and guess what. Mark messaged! asking if i was working and used a blue hair tie.
it was SO FREAKY.
turns out he stopped at the traffic light (he was in the car), and happened to SEE ME.
wtf???!! its pretty far away la. he must have been squinting like mr magoo or sth.
- just before closing, i saw Joseph (a secondary sch fren) and his GF walking around in Heeren.
LOL.

this means on sunday, i saw primary school, sec school, JC, AND Uni friends. -__-
it was great! but, freaky in a way. LOL. oh, and herring and kiat popped by too.

last but not least, WATER WAR. again. LOL. supposedly to SABO PAPA, but as usual, everyone got it.
su even ran across the road in her SOCKS! and hugged the traffic light like her life depended on it. haha.
then on the transport back me, mama, banana, ms S played 5-10 like siao.
the uncle was constantly turning back to make sure we were playing and not getting HURT.
lol.

MONDAY

i got posted to c/s, after like, THREE MONTHS.
i thought it was two months.
but i realised that i was trained in JULY before camp.
and its almost the end of OCTOBER now.
wth.
and i happily tot i'd be working w ZH, so i'd be safe at least, but HOLA! i find tt i'm working w tt JERK. so i think, 'oh well, mayb he isn't tt bad' then i rmb saturday night - almost EVERY order he did was rejected by papa; the presentation was totally CMI.
as expected, he made me do 'back' - meaning the the heavy work.
and yes, i may have forgotten alot of things. but certain things, i alr know.
so when i see him making a mistake, i tried to tell him, and he goes 'no la, can one can one.'
so i shuddup, and he gets screwed by the RUNNER.
who is none other than Banana, eho has been working in the kitchen for 2-3 yrs alr.
and he complains to me tt he is stressed.
HELLO.
the ENTIRE WAITSIDE STAFF tonight are ALL COLDSIDERS.
and out of ALL OF THEM, more than HALF are considered "senior" in the kitchen.
i dno if the managers wanted to give me training by making me work with a difficult person, or whether they wanted to see if we'd burn in coldside hell tgt, or teach him a lesson, but we both got a smacking i guess.
i don't know la.
i wanted to learn coldside so i know how its like, if the managers wanna put me inside or not, it doesn't matter to me. i'm fine both in and out of c/s. but don't expect me to retain whatever i learnt only after a short period of training then a THREE MONTH GAP in between man, i'm human. plus, i've done closing only ONCE before, THREE months ago.
expecting me to rmb every detail is -_-
then telling me "oh, actually u were supposed to be on the waitside, but cuz duno what what what u got put in the kitchen" u stupid PIMPLE. u make it sound like its a PRIVILEGE to work inside; yea, mayb it is, but certainly not with that JERK.
if it is so difficult to have me inside, then put me OUTSIDE.
i'm glad i got to refresh my c/s knowledge, but i have no idea HOW I MANAGED TO BE SO PATIENT WITH THAT JERK EVEN AFT WHAT HE DID TO ME ON FRIDAY.
shit.

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