Sunday, November 23, 2008
it had been 2 days since i was alone!
its kinda tiring. i had to wash up my own dishes if i eat anything and clothes and to throw into the washing machine and dry them myself. alot of stuffs had to be done.
Haha.at least its a good experience.
i am only left with 300 bucks for the next 2 weeks.
should be enough.
yesterday went Shangrila Hotel, supposedly to bring those fellows to there for interview and then for my training. when i went in, i thought no one will recognise me and some fellow called me over.
they said to me that the training time was earlier at 1pm not 4 pm. i was like... how the f was that and how come no souls tell me that.
some others who were also misinformed subsequently came in.
its like quite a waste of time.
so those fellows went in for the so call training which is basically craps.
i waited a while outside, thinking that it will be short. after a while i decide to go home instead.
Then something amusing happened. As i was wearing very formal with black pants long sleeves shirt with leather shoes. look like some kind of businessman. haha not joking.
then got one person approached me with a board or something in the hand or something.first thought was that it probably is a survey.
so it goes:
"Hi, excuse my name is blah blah.May i know you're Mr?"
offering the hand for a handshake."
"Steven"
then continued
"Oh i see, so are you working?"
haha, i was like.. i looked at that person.as i was holding on to my wallet, i took out my blue Ez-link card and let the person to have a look.
She was like.. shocked?
"ohhhh, so where are you studying?"
i dont feel like carry on so i told her that i am in a rush and i hastily walked away.
How could she mistaken a good student for a working adult. it doesnt show that i am old. it just appear that i look mature when dressed properly! to the opposite sex..!
it simply had been proven.
Now i had a bad wound near the hip bone. A terrible wound that exposed my flesh.
it was f pain. especially when i dripped only a small drop of some medical oil on it. i felt like screaming. it was like pierced by thousand of needles.
& TILL THEN
9:13 PM