im legal! im legal! im a part time shift manager of Starbucks Coffee Company Singapore!
i just did my shift assessment today. and with the major help of FAZ ROSE SAIRUL SHUPS and XIAOMIN! i passed! i passed! oh my gawd. im a certified shift manager now! im wayyyyyyyyyy over the moon and glad that its over. ((:
there’s more to learn. but im glad for now its over and i can take a breather and concentrate on other stuff.
meeting my mum tml i hope. will text her to see how things will go. im glad my mum isnt complaining. but she will soon.
many more projects to do. got a test tomorrow. i pray hard i wont fail too badly.
i miss hafiz. i miss him baddddd.
oh gawd. i wish the hols will come soon.
i wish ive got 49.90 with me now. i got another 30 to go. hang in there evonne! look for it! go look for it!
have been rushing school stuff since saturday. did one assignment on saturday, and realised i got tons more.
worked yesterday til the middle of the night. and realised i’ve got another to hand in today. so i woke up early in the morning to finish it up. i know right. i miss my life. this week is going to be a sleep-craving week. i wont get to sleep. and i wont take any bull. except for redbull, of course.
coffee and tea doesnt help. it’s what happens when you work at Starbucks.
i finally got a time to tell you what’s happening.
i think i’m going to China for 6 weeks. and i’m looking forward to it because i know it’s going to be one hell of an experience. i’m not looking forward to it because it’s just the start of my relationship with hafiz. and i’m going to miss him like hell.
i hope things will be okay. i’ve practically no energy nor time to think about problem right now. damn. i feel emotional.
i havent been home much except for my bed and allowance. i guess it’ll stay this way til the end of the week.
it’s my 2nd can redbull for the day. and i foresee more. maybe redbull should pay me for a practical example of how redbull gives you wings. (:
i was done with paying my bills. wanted to pay hafiz’s fines without letting him know. but i jumbled up his vehicle number.
went shopping. to flea market. to zara. i bought two tops for SGD$40. second hand, flea market. i bought a pair of jeans for $40. brand new. perfect, from zara. tell me bout it. i love myself.
but wait a minute. im broke. therefore im going to start saving. again. and start thrifting. damn. it’s time to shop at thrift shops. but then again. the great singapore sales is almost over. grab as much as you want or youll have to wait for next year!
ive got loads of work to do. i’ll still need to complete my atrm tutorial. darn it. i wanna die now. instantly.
too much to do, too little time.
somebody stop the time and keep me going. please. ):
i’ve never stopped regretting taking up this position ever since i started training. i never knew i wont be able to take it. again, a lack of planning. now in just one week, i have my shift assessment, project datelines and i’ll be gone. so gone.
i’m going to miss out of too many stuff. im going to miss out hari raya. rose birthday. our 3rd month.
i dont wanna go. i want to stay. but i know this is for my own good. i have to do it. but i’ve got stuff to lose too.
i guess the only problem with us both is the fact that we cant seem to have enough time together. i hope this doesnt dampen moods in the near future. im scared. im taking it slowly and carefully. i dont wanna lose him. never.
i hope i’ll get my iphone 3gs sooon. damn. my parents are quarrelling for god knows why. and i have to be in this house. damn damn.
my hair’s in a mess, after cutting it, half asleep, just cuz i dreamt that i cut my hair. and now i look like some china fat doll. fuck.