Of Elephants and Rats.

Hohoho.. What a present for someone who's sick.

Sick, Again.

I hate friggin flu. Had to spend another RM 25.90 for self-medication. If this was Penang, I would've went to the doctor. Blah.

Monday Blues II.

I got so bored, until I decided to whip out my electric guitar to wait for time to pass, to get some finger warmup exercises since I can't exactly go out in this condition. I might be blinded halfway, who knows?

What do I mean?

Simple.

This is me a few hours ago:

Stupid Naproxen Sodium. I'm not even fucking pregnant and I get weird shit, ok. But on the brighter side, my brother would be proud to have me as a retarded-eye fella because I look like one of his favourite pets:

I RESEMBLE A CHEST BUSTER!!! :D

And so, I got bored, not only did I whip out my guitar, but I whipped out my camera. So this is what I did.

MORE pictures. Hehehehehehe.










Me likey.

Huhuhu.

Monday Blues.

Today is a Monday. My schedule for this specific Monday would be:

12pm - 2pm: Corporate Finance.
2pm - 4pm: Auditing.
4pm - 6pm: Company Law.
7pm - ??pm: 1901 sausage fest.

But in reality:

12pm - 2pm: Class cancelled.
2pm (Which is now): I got a mirgrane and I opted to go home before anything else were to happen.

I got pissed off. Because this is the 2nd time that our lecturer for Corporate Finance MIA'd for Monday. That means our class will be replaced on ANOTHER Thursday. Blah. It's bloody tiring to get through at least one of his classes. Crazy.

And because of my headache, it's pissing me off. It's been on, and off. I can't even pay attention, and that's why I have to sacrifice my other 2 subjects. I know I'll miss out on a lot, but please let myself read up on the notes and get back on track.

So, after a certain event that took place last night, I was surprised to see Ms. CZH to be at the gates to my place. I was lost for words. Then again, I understand how is it like, so I don't blame her in any aspect for what had happen.

Kindly, she even U-turned back to pick me up, before I made my way to the bus to head back home and sleep, which I shall be doing in a bit.

Since I wasn't planning to go home, and straight to The Curve, I brought my camera to college again for some practice on it.

So .. The usuals:















Okies Goodnightz.

Somewhat Bedridden.

I just can't help myself,
I'm feeling like I'm going out of my head.
I can't explain this strange deja vu,
But I don't mind.
I hope to find;
The truth..

I woke up this morning, and it reminded me of a February in 2004. My voice changed, my breathing got a little bit harder, my eyes were timidly sore, except that the sun didn't shine on me when I woke up.

Obviously, at that state, I felt extremely weak. In fact, my movements, speed, and stamina decreased quite a bit. Currently, I feel a little bit light headed. In fact, I had to drag myself to the bathroom to get my day started.

And with this tired state of mind, how am I supposed to face a few thousand statutes, sections, acts, so on and so forth, just to get my assignment done?

How am I supposed to get customers' orders out by calling back clearly? After all, the voice is rather important for work to communicate.

Now, what was the difference between today, and that day 4 years ago?

Simple. In 2004: I was problem free, I understood that the world is round, and being in the hospital; I was excused from whatever I was supposed to do or to attend under procedures and rules.

Today: I face my own problems, I understand the world is filled with barbarians of many species, and I'm not officially excused from whatever I'm supposed to do or attend under procedures or rules.

Eventually, 3.30pm or 5.30pm will tick its way by, and I'll have to begin my duties in the bar. Before that, my assignments have to be touched. If possible; completed, since I have all materials. It's a matter of understanding it and converting it into simple English instead of horrid confusing Latenglish.











Best of all, I still feel like shit, but oi, I still have to pull myself up. Hohohoho ...











Good morning, people. Have a better day than I do :)

Oddly..

Being void, would be rather interesting at times.

But not tonight, I suppose. Managed to pull myself back together and I'm furthering out on my stupid law assignment which doesn't seem hard, except for a section that I have to research by myself.

And thanks to Dream Theater's music.. Yummy..

My condition's getting well as I do live in a mini pharmacy. Me and my housemate are always prepared for minor sicknesses; where we exchange medication of sorts.

Except for opium. Would want to grow some of those. Hoho.

And college would be tomorrow, and pre-mid EOM would begin tomorrow.

I'm wondering, how did I manage all these again?











Best to go with the flow.











Best to be forgotten.

Void.

As I walked along the corridor, I did not see..
.. The girl that’s worth a look.
.. The child that cried over spilt ice cream.
.. The man who’s happy with his family.
.. The illegal immigrants working here in Malaysia.
.. The ones working for a job that’s not worth working for.
.. The ones getting frustrated with people stepping upon his or her mopped floor.

I only know that my fever was building up, my sneezes were getting disgusting and way out of hand, my muscles being tightened up, and a major headache going over my head that made me lose my patience with those around me.

But I had to push myself to meet the expectations of others. It's not like anybody was going to let me off from my shift, anyway.

I was awake, but my mind wasn’t conscious, and for a brief moment, I had no soul. I just walked along, trying to get the day over with, having sicknesses that gradually got worse.

Then problems started to compile out of the blues. Yet my decision was simple, but it was tough due to the circumstances.

Until that point, I turned void.

Shutting your mind away from reality, and from the people surrounding you, is the simplest thing to get away from your problems.

They know they’re causing problems for you, but do they know how many problems are accumulating for your inner self?

Do you know that I’m facing several problems and I ran out masks to put on?

Because of the reason of me nearly breaking down, I decided to shut myself in Ikea, alone.

Alone.

Away from everybody.

Now I’m here, and now I’m gone. Slowly fading away.

I’m not the person you once knew.

In fact, I’m not the person I expected myself to be, in the first place.

Then again, I never had a goal or image for myself.

I am void.











And my soul floats to seek the person I once was.

Being Old.

Problem about working and whatever it is that has to be related to it is that you'll feel old eventually no thanks to the situations you have to face, and the problems you'll try and evade.

Currently, my health is at stake with this last-minute lifestyle, but then again, I'm trying to pull myself together no matter the cost.

If I were to go deaf one day, I'd rather die than to live without listening to this hidden beauty..











Anyway, off to assignments.. time to be analytical.....

Overpowered.

I'm off today.

On a Sunday.

Now something must be really up. If I was a normal partner that called in MC and MIA all of the time for the past 5 months, my store manager would be dead pissed at me right now.

But let's not forget who makes it to work everytime my name is on the schedule. And don't forget who's the first person to get tossed to other stores. Also, don't forget who's on the emergency partner list to either get called in, or get extended to work.

Hohoho.

Anyways, I don't know what happened yesterday, but as I got into my middle shift (which is extremely rare), I was supposed to work from 11am till 7pm. But I went home at 5. At 4.48pm, I told myself that I couldn't take it anymore. I had a slight fever and it was going to kill me and my partners if I stayed on.

Of course, I am extremely apologetic if I were to let anybody down, especially today as I was supposed to do opening.

I texted my Store Manager and she told me to get some rest. No need to work on the shift today. Just stay home and do nothing and get well soon enough.

I reached home at 5.30pm sharp, and jumped straight into bed with my heaty body.

Woke up at 8pm because I had jamming at 8.30pm, and guess what? My eyebags/lower eyelids were swollen.

Allergic reaction towards the food I had earlier on the day, or overdosage of the Panadol Actifast I had. Blarghs.

Went for jamming with Moe, Collin and .. And..that other fella that I don't know how to spell his name; and it wasn't that bad. Nor was it that good either. I set my own expectations, yet I didn't achieve it. But I did come up with a lot of weird, funky and averagely-awesome tunes for Moe's song.

Collin told me to be a sessionist. Hahahahahahahaha.

No way jose.











So. It's a Sunday. Since it's my 'off-day' today, I shall get cracking with my laundry, and brush up on my pending law assignments. One of them was given last Thursday, and it's due tomorrow, yet another one was given 2 weeks ago on a Thursday, and it's due on the 19th of September.

And my Mid-terms are on the 22nd of September. Woohoo!

How fun -_-











My fingers are itching to do hot beverages again. Crap.

A Week Of Unfortunate Events.

It all started with plates in the store, where i accidentally broke it due to an accident after one of my seniors said this:

"haiyoooo .. Starbucks Ikano baristas are getting a little bit retarded this time around".

Right after that, a bunch of plates came crashing down. Wonderful.

I burnt my right hand while operating the oven at home. Wonderful.

I turned a little bit impatient due to my sicknesses' condition. Wonderful.

Sorethroat. Wonderful.

Flu; can't taste for shit. Wonderful.

2 wasps attacked me. Ironically, both of them were rather loving. Gave me 2 bloody stings on the neck. One on the left, and one on the right. Wonderful.

Everybody at work thinks it's a lovebite; worse still; a love bite given by an elephant -.-.











I need to learn how to kill.

And Again.

I did the grease trap, to see how it is like doing it daily.

It was really .. quick. Nothing much to clean..











But then again, too many chefs spoil the soup.

I did the grease trap too many times, and I think I just fell sick..wheeee

Being Sick; Again.

First the sorethroat kicked in, now it's being irritating and it evolved into a cough..

.. Boo.