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i m like freaking tired but still insist on blogging since i haven't been doing so for the longest period of time. n i m so desperate tt i m blogging while the stupid utube loads (or i should say JAM!!).*sickening*anyway, 1st day back at work at the renowned hotel. surprisingly, it doesn't seem like a year's difference. then again, many things has changed. for example, a few of the exp staff has actually become full time staff in the hotel itself. n no, it's not referring to full time waitress. it's more of the actual working kind, in some finance dept or the likes.n the uniforms of many depts has changed. for better or for worst i do not noe. a weird thought came to me when i was taking my dinner. they prob thought it's time to rid the old unis but since it does not make sense to cont wearing the same outfit for the past n next unknown number of years, they decided to change it. n i wondered abt the conservation between the management.manager 1: it doesn't make sense to continue wearing the same uniform for the past n nx 10yrs. let's change it.manager 2: if u wanna design sth tt's gonna last the nx 10yrs, u might as well design a space suit.*pukes*ya, back to the topic of my 1st day at wrk. i was feeling totally queasy the whole of yest night n this morning. there's like a knotted butterfly within. walking towards my destination, there's the same familiar dread awaiting. i tried looking for a familiar name, a familiar face, anything tt rings a bell. all i c, is the familiar security guard who's not so familiar aftall.(tt's b4 my eyes lay upon a familiar name: Li Chun Leong. tt's y i heave a sigh of relief, knowing i won't be alone.)ppl like to be pencil thin. i would like to annouce tt i m pencil thick. not to brag of my meagre weight just to seek sympathy for my lobster fingers. for those who r lost, which is very much everyone who's gonna read this. yupx, i scalded my fingers. i was trying to refill the thermal flask with boiling water when my attention was caught by god-knows-what. in a moment of lost concentration, i had laid my fingers right under the tap of 100C water.GOODNESS. i guess i must b the world's greatest moron. how abt adding tt to the Guinness book of world records?oh btw, did i mention tt i keep making weird conversations with the guests today. such as a normal request such as asking to clear the plate, i blatantly ask her if she has finished? doesn't it just sound casual n weird? n it's didn't happen once, i keep asking ppl weird qns but tt happens to be the only one i rmbed.many more things to say but time is running out n utube ain't letting me watch my show. so i shall end here but i still have loads more to say abt my msia trip.
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