Loser with a captial L.
I swear to God that I'm the biggest idiot alive.
How can anyone be so S-T-U-P-I-D?!
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Don't worry I'm fine. I'm just upset with my slow brains.
'OMG Joyce, the blender doesn't work because you didn't even switch on the main power switch. And you called the boss to tell her that it's spoiled.' Seriously.
And...
Lady points to the icecream beside brownie. 'What flavour is this?'
'Mint!', I grinned.
'I told you I wanted hazelnut!!'
So proves that my brain doesn't really process stuff.
SOOOO sucky. I also worked like a cow today, from 10am to midnight. Full shift, no dinner, and a packed lunch of cucumber and carrot sticks and an apple. The one and a half extra hours comes because the bloody sales didn't tally; and maths and I are still not the best of friends. I can't count $ for nuts, damn it. Mother told me yesterday that the labour law states that after 8 hours of work, the subsequent hours are deemed as overtime. I doubt I would have OT pay. Even if I have, the mistakes I make in sales would equate my OT to nought.
And I got mixed up 2 people's livejournal usernames. Hilarious Joyce, you're a natural commedian.
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And the overly ambitious me emerged yesterday- I signed up for the Go Global Business Case Competition and I'm on the waiting list for Young NTUC's Youths for an Inclusive and Competitive Singapore thingamajing. My May weekends are all packed, and it's a tradeoff for my MG P3 kiddos concert and ihope. SIGH. If only I could attend all, and not to mention 2 of my special special special (wah x3!!!) friends birthdays too. PLus I really need to get on the roads again with my driving practicals. I'm SO slacking off.
Tomorrow's the official last time I'm seeing my WORLDview mates- for a debrief and an appreciation dinner. :*(
This is one incoherent post. Zzzzzzzzzzz.
How can anyone be so S-T-U-P-I-D?!
.
.
.
Don't worry I'm fine. I'm just upset with my slow brains.
'OMG Joyce, the blender doesn't work because you didn't even switch on the main power switch. And you called the boss to tell her that it's spoiled.' Seriously.
And...
Lady points to the icecream beside brownie. 'What flavour is this?'
'Mint!', I grinned.
'I told you I wanted hazelnut!!'
So proves that my brain doesn't really process stuff.
SOOOO sucky. I also worked like a cow today, from 10am to midnight. Full shift, no dinner, and a packed lunch of cucumber and carrot sticks and an apple. The one and a half extra hours comes because the bloody sales didn't tally; and maths and I are still not the best of friends. I can't count $ for nuts, damn it. Mother told me yesterday that the labour law states that after 8 hours of work, the subsequent hours are deemed as overtime. I doubt I would have OT pay. Even if I have, the mistakes I make in sales would equate my OT to nought.
And I got mixed up 2 people's livejournal usernames. Hilarious Joyce, you're a natural commedian.
.
.
.
And the overly ambitious me emerged yesterday- I signed up for the Go Global Business Case Competition and I'm on the waiting list for Young NTUC's Youths for an Inclusive and Competitive Singapore thingamajing. My May weekends are all packed, and it's a tradeoff for my MG P3 kiddos concert and ihope. SIGH. If only I could attend all, and not to mention 2 of my special special special (wah x3!!!) friends birthdays too. PLus I really need to get on the roads again with my driving practicals. I'm SO slacking off.
Tomorrow's the official last time I'm seeing my WORLDview mates- for a debrief and an appreciation dinner. :*(
This is one incoherent post. Zzzzzzzzzzz.
