Chapter One.

I believe it have been quite some time since I've actually updated this blog.
JUST BECAUSE I'M OFFICIALLY A WORKING ADULT NOW *smiles*
Well, there's a lot of sacrifices made when you accept your shift work.
Quoting my colleague, "No family no friends, no day no night" which is actually quite true.

So I've been actually in this state for a month already.

                                           

If you still can't figure out what company is that, its basically PA's logo!

Basically, my job as a temporary front line staff <- counter="" enough="" its="" just="" nbsp="" obvious="" p="" staff.="">

Lucky me, I started working on the National Day week and started off this job on a really really busy note. I've learnt to be appreciative of the peace we have right now. Before my life as a cc girl started, the thoughts of going into the office of a community club never crossed my mind. I mean like, as a 20 year old youth, why would I even have any reasons to go to the community club when I no longer have any tuition or courses in there? 

Well, I used to report to the CC in Cheng San weekly as I had Creative Writing classes which apparently....wasn't useful at all. Sorry mom I know I've wasted your money. Back then of course I wouldn't know and didn't appreciate all the efforts put in to make sure I actually have a lesson to attend manz. From managing classes to making sure the doors are opened this and that, although I'm just a temp staff but looking at those colleagues working their asses out for these and that, I mean citizens and residents or whoever that enters the cc trying to solve their problem should just be appreciative of everything they have. 

Still stuck in the service line, but now that my 'customers' are legit our own locals, I have to say that its definitely an eye opener. Like what I've understood from my experienced during my life in MBCCS and when Mariner of the Seas comes in, the absolutely cocky Singaporeans are always making our lives super difficult. Ask any service staff and they would most probably agree that some Singaporeans are really difficult to handle because of their sky high expectations of being served by someone. Which sometimes puzzles me like do they even remember that hello we are humans too. 

Me being me i'm just being absolutely tone-sensitive 

meaning that I would have offered you a better service if you actually bothered talking to me properly, instead of sounding really fierce and demanding me to do this and that. 

I mean like if your intentions were to scare the hell out of me well you did it! 

pfffffffffffffffffftttttttt. 

Even after 20 years I don't even recall me raising my voice to any service staff but some people can just do it so naturally and ridiculously. The first few days of work was like doing CIP work where I thought I can actually help the citizens in some way or other to make them happier but as time passes and more funny people enters the cc, I'm just getting rather annoyed here and there. I feel as though people are just taking advantage of my kind acts. HUMANSSSSS maintain. 

But on a happier note, I met really nice and funny people there though! 

Like the one and only intern who I've clicked well since the first day we met. 

Looking at her being the intern and does the stuff and saikang that are assigned to her, I am constantly reminded of my intern days but thankfully, I have 7 others with me. 

And she's the only one. MUAHAHAHAHAH

I kinda miss her. She's the only one who actually I felt really existed in my life after so long. 

I don't even remember when did it exactly start, but I felt like I'm living alone in this world. 

Putting my family aside, as I start to work and embark on a brand new journey without any of my friends, I felt as though I've drifted from all of them. I don't understand how they felt dealing with the stress that University life is putting on them. There's no common topics either. I don't understand them anymore. I mean, I saw this coming back then, but when it happens...........

The feeling just suck. 

As I try harder, I feel even worse. 

Why do I even try so hard?

Trying to blend into the adults world and work and then blending into the students' world?

I just don't belong anywhere. 

And that's where I just decide to, do what I want. 

I can't feel anymore happier and excited when I finally made up my mind to pierce my helix. 

I know, it may not suit me. You may ask why am I trying to follow others but frankly I am not even trying to follow anybody. I just got tired of looking at something that I've always wanted since my first set of piercings and all I can say is "Wahh I also want to pierce lehhh" and using my mom as an excuse to cover up for my coward acts (I'm scared of the pain tbh). 

I've always imagined what should I say when friends tell me it doesn't suit me or rather why do you want to do this to yourself etc etc 

but all I can think of is that, why should I be living the way that 'suits' what I look like and I thought they always say to do what you want? 

HAHAHAHAHAHAH confused soul. 

But still a thousand thanks to my bff for being there for me when I pierced, be it 7 years ago or after. HEH. Loves! 

So on my precious off day today (before I go for a badminton court war tomorrow morning) 

This month will be good! 

I MISS THIS ARMY BOY T^T

Till then.