The MCP side of paul

Sunday, April 16
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Firstly, I wanna slap myself! I MISSED DJ TIESTO AT MOS!!!
Blame myself for not quitting my job earlier so that I can go enjoy his music. Urgh!

So right now, I'm settling down from my hectic life. Yesterday was my so called last day of work. I'm not really sure if I wanna go back there to work after school starts. I'm not sure if i have the time and energy.

So I knew that the loof people were somehow were going to find out, I brought extra clothes.
At the end of the day, I was trying to hide in one corner to avoid detection. Then Razali came up to me.

Razali:Eh Paul... You're last day todae ah?
Me: Yeah, you mean you didnt know?
Razali: Aiyah, why nv tell me earlier, I can cook something better for you. Now only got Bacon Scallops.
Me:(Giving that suspicious look) Issit? okay, thank you!
Razali: Its in the kitchen. Ask Mei Ru to come also la.
( We both knew something was going to happen so we just stuck close to him.)
Me:It cannot be that simple lor! Look at those suspicious and conspiring faces of you both!!
(At this moment, Victor, another chef inside the kitchen, suddenly took a pail of something and wanted to splash it at us! Mei Ru and I ran seperate ways.)

Ok, we avoided the first one. So Fred said damn loudly' WAH. SO MANY LAST DAY AH! MUST HAVE FUN MAN!'. I quickily collected my tips, handed my fone over to Jia Xin for safe keeping and tried to excape to the lockers!
Damn Yan Hong, ask her to hurry up with the keys and she took her own sweet time.
Thennn, the trouble begins. Razali, Derick and Steven suddenly ran towards us each with a jug of water. I ran and headed towards the backstairs, but still got splashed. And over there! Brandon was waiting for me with the FIRE HOSE! The moment i reached the backstairs, he aim the hose at me and started spraying like crazy! I was soaked thru......

Just when I thought it was safe, Victor came up to me and sprayed something at me. IT WAS VINEGAR, FLOUR AND EGG YOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Argh! So much for a last day. O well, I had fun.... haha

8:18 PM
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Friday, April 14
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After a whole night of insomnia, I got frustrated and decided not to sleep. I was waiting for a whole set of emails replying them. Funny how I am waiting for emails that needed urgent attention when I'm not even working.

Just when I decided to take a nap and head out to kill my afternoon, Eugene called me out for lunch and maybe a lil shopping. We dropped by at Din Tai Fung. Nothing special to report till he decided to order coke.

Eugene: Can I have a Coke? (in a mix of loose chinese and english)
Waitress: Come again? (in crisp clear Chinese)
Me: Can I have a Coke? (In perfect chinese)
Waitress to Eugene: Huh? Having flu still want to drink coke? (chinese)

Eugene and I looked and each other that 'WTF' look and that waitress walked away. Coming back in a minute to pour him that glass of coke. Walked away, walked passed again and was giving that disappointed smile. HUH?! Did Din Tai Fung suddenly become a chinese medical hall? Its not like I question my customers at Loof why are they drinking that drink because of a personal reason that does not involve in myself........ Whatever.

Shopped a bit and headed down to Loof to meet Debbie. We ended up sitting at Loof to chill and had a few rounds of drinks. We got more company then we asked for. Lynn, Jen, Mandy and anon came to join us.
Oh let me tell you. Creme de Cassis with Midori and a generous splash of Grapefruit juice is an EXTEMELY GOOD cocktail! Hans and Brandon concocted it for me while I was there.

6:36 AM
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Wednesday, April 12
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Life has hit me 'expectedly' again.
I felt that it is something that is making me not do the right things at the right time and wrong things at the wrong time. Not that I'm blaming anyone but it is just that I feel I sudden have to face the reality of this world where setbacks are as often as car accidents.

I have approached Ngee Ann, Singapore and Republic polys. All 3 rejected me. So right now, its a long straight path down to ITE. Not that ITE is all that bad but sometimes I dont even understand my own thinking. Why is it that everyone has such a bad impression of ITE except the ITE students. Some people are actually willing to go into ITE despite the fact that they can go into some course in poly.
I am one of those who thinks that ITE are for those who cannot careless about studies and just study for the sake of studying and not sure what to do in future after graduation.
But I am a person who knows what I want to do in future, but the sad fact is that my maths is restricting me from doing LOTS of things.

So here's what are my plans and what I've carried out.
[PLAN A] I have registered for O's maths only, hoping that it can combine with my previous score for a proper entry into a poly.

[PLAN B] I have decided to do well in ITE and head to poly if Plan A fails.

[PLAN C] If all fails, then I just head straight to army after ITE and upon completion of army, I would head to a private instiution to further my studies.

And if all of these fails, its time for me to kill myself because it would show that I am truly hopeless despite all those plans...
I am not sure what to feel right now, cos it was less that an hour ago that I received news that I cannot get a place in RP, my latest appeal poly, which was quite a last minute move. Well, I can only blame myself for it as I was just adopting the sit and wait attitude.

[TAGBOARD]
--To Aiken-- About damn time that you reappeared! Definately lunch someday! With diana. Just msg-ed her on friendster the other day.

--To Tad-- Who the fuck are you? Its my father I am talking abt here. Not yours. So buzz off! You sure know how to chose a time to tell me "you ought to do some self REFLECTED'

12:59 PM
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Sunday, April 2
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Everything's pissing my off now.
First is my father
Now my own tagboard. I cant fuckin' tag my own board!

[SHOUT OUTS]
--Hi smily. And I'm not Paula Bearrr.....
--Hi Deb, haha, how's life bumming around now? So much bumming that you've had time to tag my board. Ok the post was an error.
[END OF SHOUT OUTS]

I came home happily from work and the first thing i get after opening the door was my father sitting in the living room asking in canto [didnt go for supper?] i merely replied [no..]
And then later, i found that my clothes in the dryer didnt dry properly. So i decided to switch it on for another 20 mins cos it was still damp. But gosh! My father starting ranting at me?! He started shouting at me abt everything from the electricty bills down to my job!
Quote ''[ What work?! Everyday Work?! What kind of job are you holding?! You come home and sleep and eat and you're off to work again?!]
I was sooo angry but i just kept quiet. FUCK YOU. ITS BEEN 4 MONTHS AND ONLY NOW YOU'RE SCOLDING ME ABT WORK? SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY! NOT LIKE YOU'VE BEEN SUCH A GREAT FATHER . AND ITS NOT LIKE YOU KNOW ME THAT WELL!
Fuck! I face drunk people at work all the time and I dont fucking need another drunk person at home to scold me! Disown me if you want to, not like I've treated you as family anyways.
I literally had violent thoughts of how to shut him up and drive some fucking sense into him.

On a much lighter note, work ended early todae. Loof was completely free of customers at 2.45a.m so everyone jus decided to chill out my lying around the sofas and have fun shooting rubber bands, shooting ice, poking fun of Jeremy and Lynn and many more stupid stuff.
Hopefully tmr [or rather todae, Sundae] loof would be completely empty and free of customers.
Who goes to a bar on a sundae? You've got fucking work tmr! GO HOME! ITS FAMILY DAY!

Argh, I'm still boiling with anger now. Im stressed out enough by work, by worrying abt what school im heading to. Everything! Everything's FUCKING STRESSFUL!

Fuck life........

4:45 AM
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Saturday, April 1
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Life never fails to catch us unaware. Happening most of the time when you are least expecting it.

I am quite fed-up with MacDonalds etc also disgruntily asking "Are you a member?" So what if I am?! So what if I'm not?! Does that make a fucking diff? jus gimme what I asked for and lemme pay up because you are wasting my time especially when I'm in a rush to go to work!
It seems like not too long ago, the word member epitomizes the meaning of "being part of a luxurious company/club/organisation. Now, its such a common lingual.

Recently, life has pretty much been a routine for me. Or maybe a chore. I feel disheartened when i see young kids (not that im THAT old) in school uniforms happily loitering around town in cliques, laughing and poking fun of everything they see, like nothing seems to matter to them anymore.
I was once like that, but when it was time to pay the price of doing it repeatedly, boy, it sure was rather expensive. I've learnt to take whatever I have and treasure it really well because somethings cannot be replaced. ESPECIALLY TIME!

Todae, it was Deb's last day at loof. All was well until closing time came. BAHAHA! It happened when all of us least expected, let alone her. She happily signed out on the log file for the last time and was heading towards the long table to sit down and eat. Then came, "SPLASH!" and "SCREEEAM!!!"
Darren, my bar captain, took a pail of water and poured it over her head. Her entire top was soaked through.
20 mins later, the entire loof crew heard it again. "SCREEEEAM!!!!" Next came Deb storming outta the kitchen looked even more soaked then before. This time, my chef poured a bucket of SOAP water over her head. To end it off, Derick, my colleague, took half a jug of water and poured it over her again.
Deb ended up soaked from head to toe and was dripping wet. What a way to end your last day at Loof. And she had nothing to change into except an oversized T-shirt from Jeremy that made her look like an auntie heading to the market in the morning to buy some veggies.

To end my post. PLEASE. RP. PLEASE. I BEG YOU!
BYE~.

4:23 AM
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