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Wednesday, April 9, 2008

HOSPITALISED.

nah. not me. my dear toddler cousin. MR. handsome boy. the one in my previous previous entry. sigh. 5 days of stomach ache and vomiting and suffering from dehydration. poor thing. why does such innocent kids have to suffer from this kind of suffering. and why is MR. wanted man running ard. okayy i know. no link. but just to put across my point eh.

and so. i wish darling a speedy recovery okayy. and that it is nothing major. just some kids ailment. hush hush. i think he must be so drained from all the crying. and my uncle i guess must be pretty devastated. worst still my auntie is like overseas on a business trip and she cannot book a air ticket to fly back to see her son. can you imagine the anxious-ness she is feeling over there. i think it must be worst than my uncle. at least he gets to see xavier. and know his progress rather than her knowing nuts in a foreign country. must be driving her nuts. gahh

i'll prolly pop by to see him these couple of days. but if he gets discharged early all the better.

well so. todays my last day of work.COOL. i got to say goodbye to everyone although i felt a little uhh. how you say. bu-she-de. 'unwilling" to leave the place la. alast i get to become friendlier with everyone else and its time to leave. but trust me all these would be forgotten by tmr when i am happily shopping. LOL. i got my final "installment" of my pay. hurray. i could see the cheque smiling at me. from the way i count my final salary i seem to have gotten another 50 dollars more. haha. idk why maybe its because i dunno how to count? no idea. but having more money is a blessing izzen it. uber-ly cool. baha.

and so, today the old recept is back. this china lady. i got a feeling she really know how to "jia zhua" uhh. "eat snake" in proper eng its means slack. she is forever like ard the place but never at her desk. not answering the phone. tsk tsk. and the work which i was suppose to do like typing all the accounting stuff, she doesnt seem to be doing it. it feels like this wasnt within my job scope in the first place eh. feel cheated. heh.

like i said. the desk was a crowd for two so i wasnt even sitting at the recept desk today. i spent my ENTIRE day in the HR office. doing what? SHREDDING PAPER. one WHOLE day. how nice. not. apparantly they wanted to renovate the HR room and she was suppose to clear all the mess in her office which is like a lot. all the papers couldnt be thrown away like that cos they contain personal information of people like their salary and everything so i had to shred them. and the STUPID shredding machine is damm KUKU can. even the people say that the machine is an antique. one of them died on me during the first 4 hours. and couldnt be repaired. so they have to move the accounting one over. which is no better.

with two machine which was suppose to help me quicken my pace. i end up having one dying on me and the other. JAMMING the whole way through. every 10 mins i had to stop shredding and open the machine and start digging out all the stuck paper. and having to warm up the machine b4 i can start all over again. the HR manager also said by the end of today i can go become a shredding technician. THANKS. but my fingers hurts from all the digging. i end up shredding almost 7 thick files of pay invoice and producing 10 big black garbage bag of shredded paper. no kidding. she still has this whole damm stack to clear tmr. like a mountain. all the best to her man. (:

but all is gone. all is well. its time to spent some cold hard cash. DODO~

i'll be leaving now. till tmr. adios. (: