Rejoice... 8th march 2006, wednesday, the day i escaped death. as close as it was, as far as it became. well ok i shall elaborate on it further again.
Alright, so i'm stuck in this job, i'm a seller of noob stuff at BOOK FEST in singapore expo. if u guys r kind hearted enuf to come and look for me, i will be at hall 4, near the epson booth. NEAR only ah, but i'm not working for epson. i say epson is bcoz its easy to spot the EPSON booth. but im jus near it. im working for the company called <rich concepts>. let me advertise abit. we sell keyboards, mouse, cd-r, dvd-r, headsets, usb ports, thumbdrives, cd pouches. all the noob computer stuff, we sell. dun get me wrong im not trying to get sales. even if the company makes a lot of money, i still wun get any commission. but i tell u, its seriously damn cheap. no harm coming to take a look.
the bookfest is gona start on friday. so we did the set up on tues and wed. on tues, we went in at 4pm. we were walking to expo under intense heat, the sun was so damn hot. when we got in, we were like... whew... finally can get aircon. then we went into the hall, it was like an oven. the doors were all open, and unfortunately, for the days of preparing the fair, we dun get any aircon. so its like we were trapped in an enclosed place full of nth but heat. 15mins underway and we were perspiring like hell already. and the company bought IKEA tables. we thot ikea tables r quite idiot proof and easy to assemble. we were only half right, they were idiot proof. there were 8 tables, we had to screw all 8. each table has 4 legs (obviously) and each leg has 5 screws. ok if u r a maths bodoh... i help u all calculate... 5x4x8=160. so total 160 screws. and our so called person-in-charge, brought ONE screwdriver. ONE! 4 ppl screw tables with ONE screw driver. we screw until our hands damn pain la coz the hole so tight, like virgin like tt. and we muz force the screw in. and the screw driver was not the exact size to match the screw. whoa had a damn hard time. seriously, ikea, pls do consider making ur tables less screwy and pls dun force customers like us to screw u! dinner was fine.. it was char siew rice.
wednesday, reported at 10am to start work. our lunch came so late... abt 1345. the lady boss bought lunch for us, and sway sway... she bought CHAR SIEW RICE! like oh my goodness! 2 straight meals char siew rice. peng. today also considered a day of set up, so no aircon also. morning still ok, afternoon was like *censored*. from 1pm-4pm, my whole tshirt was fricking wet! i was so pissed. and we had to assemble flat cartons and make them into boxes. so we had to scotchtape them together, and i only had a penknife to cut the scotchtape. due to the heat factor, i was so pissed, that i gave the penknife a hard slash to cut the scotchtape. and the next thing, i shouted WHOHOO!
yeah. if u still can't figure out which part of my body this is, pls go study chapter 5 of ur secondary 2 general science textbook. it has a very chim name, its called the WRIST. look at the veins and my pulse... a few more cm and i'll most likely be dead. to all those ppl who hate me, pls go knock urself at the wall coz i didn't die. of coz i reacted: WHOA HENG AH! hoho and to all my readers, pls learn to treasure ur life, u nv know when u will slit ur wrist while cutting a cardboard. haha. i know i sound like a channel 8 drama serial show, jus abit more crappy.
results will be out this sat. maybe fri even. mbs, pls pls pls save my mbs. im working till 20th march, i can't afford a supp paper. its the 40% tt i'm afraid of, not the overall. my 1b20 classmates muz have heard this a dozen times, but no harm hearing it again. the point is, i can't take supp. if i take supp, i can't graduate from tp, if i cant graduate, i cant go ns, then i cant pass out from ns, then i cant go uni, then i cant work, then i cant get married, then i cant make kids, then i wun be able to retire, then i wun be able to enjoy the last few yrs of my life, then i wun be happy. ok enough crap.
after reading so much crap... now u all muz be hoping tt i died back then right? well, TOO BAD! i..... i feel so alive! praise the lord. will update again when i have time.
ok so it's monday.. and as i promised, i will update. hoho yeah on friday we had the dumb chalet. when it started off, it was very very dumb and every1 was very pissed. but things turned out to be much better when we got there. i went to julian's house with gabriel and derrick to help take the bbq food to the chalet. and when we got to the chalet entrance, we had to walk in coz the stupid chalet security guards did not allow our cab to go inside. quite stupid ah, then we had to take out abt 10 bags from the boot and carry them ourselves into the chalet. and our bungalow was right inside. the heaviest bag was the chicken chop bag. it was really heavy... heavy until julian (the strongest among us) also buay tahan. i volunteered to carry it eventually... and i tried to hard to walk fast, but every now and then i had to stop and rest coz its really damn heavy... and i told myself: 'pls let some kind soul save us' and about 10secs later... a woman in a car honked at us. she asked us to hop on and she will ferry us to our bungalow. whoa we were so thankful. god does answer prayers. ok i shall stop preaching.. haha.
when we reached it was already 5pm. so we started the bbq and the rest were playing mahjong. when they left the mahjong table, andrew derrick jiasheng and i sat down. but andrew and i didn't know how to play mahjong. so the 4 of us
invented a new game.... THE MAHJONG STACKO!
the rules of the game were simple, the 4 of us throws a dice... and the person whose number is the smallest has to take out one mahjong tile... its like uno stacko. the person who makes the thing fall while taking out a tile loses. hoho so childish but then again it was our only form of entertainment during tt nite. more pics to follow....
halfway through the game... it's shaky...
its so amazing that it was still able to stand upright with a super big hole in the middle. you could even see jiasheng's eyes from it.
the nite was spent playing ps2 all the way till 5am when we finally slept till 10am. then it was home sweet home.