RAWR!

On Friday, I was asked to go back to work on Saturday by the UPPERS, just when W.Q had clicked "Confirm Transaction" on GV's website. WTF.

Wasted my ticket to The Losers.

I had to end my party at Attica EARLY like, 12am plus, when I would've usually stayed till dawn with the right crowd.

Anyway, the party was fun, Paul Twohill was there, and we were sitting in adjorning VIP areas. WOOTS!

But my party rocks more. LOL.

Went to work at 12pm or so in the afternoon and fortunately/unfortunately, SHD5005M picked me up while I was flagging for a cab.

The bloody driver got lost and drove me all the way to WOODLANDS EVEN THOUGH I GAVE HIM SPECIFIC INSTRUCTIONS TO GO VIA BKE TO JLN BAHAR-SuNGEI TENGAH or KRANJI TURF CLUB. WTF.

And if I'm not wrong with my directions, he actually purposely swerved to the wrong direction while on BKE to turn towards Woodlands. WTF.

I pretended not to know and calmly told him when I've had enough of him stupidy driving round Woodlands for a good 20 mins plus, that he was obviously in the wrong direction and that I wanted receipts.

He somehow got scared and made some weird noises before asking me how much I usually paid for such trips since he claimed that he had never gone to Lim Chu Kang before.

LOL. I calmly told him it cost me $18 to get from Pasir Ris to Lim Chu Kang. If you want to try to act stupid, I'll play along. =D

He made another noise with his throat and begrudgingly reset the meter. HEHE!

He sped all the way to my destination. I suppose he'd realised his stupidity for trying to earn more by going the long, wrong way. *smirks*

He commented while I passed him $50 and waited for change that "half way already $16, how can it be $18." Hehs. He was so buay gum wan that he gave my change NOTE by NOTE.

ROFL. Childish.

I played along and kept it bill by bill as well. ROFL.

The scene was pretty comic. Serve him right for trying to cheat me of money. Stupid cabby finally gets what he deserves! *ORH BI GOOD*

Too bad for him his vehicle number was damn easy to remember. HEHS!

Work was totally stressful. Shitloads of emergency samples were sent in over the long weekend and the slave driving boss refused to let us go home until results were tabulated for her. WTF.

I rushed all the way from 1pm plus till almost 12midnight.

AND NOW MY WHOLE BODY'S ACHING FROM ALL THE RUNNING AROUND AND THE LACK OF PROPER REST.

WTF.

I went to work with so much alcohol in my blood that my breathe smelt of beer. pfft.
BUT I'M NO ALCOHOLIC! DAMN!

Just because I seemed a little high once doesn't mean I'm a hand trembling alcohol craving lunatic!

pfft.

Anyway, I managed to squeeze the results out from the temperamental ICP-MS, and gave the BOSS a couple of results. Grrr,... she actually commented that I was SLOW! Just because the other the previous day gave her all the results before 10pm!

WTF!

LOOK:

1. On Friday, they had TWO SAMPLES. On Saturday, I HAD TWELVE FUCKING SAMPLES!

IT'S FUCKING SIX TIMES MORE! Oh, and add in DUPLICATES FOR REPEATABILITY, and that's TWENTY FOURS SAMPLES VERSUS FOUR! Grr~!

1. On Friday, there was THREE PERSON at work. On Saturday, IT WAS ONLY ME and Mak! And she had DOUBLE THE AMOUNT OF SAMPLES TO WORK ON AS WELL!

1. On Friday, there was no POWER SWITCHOVER. On Saturday, WE WERE ONLY ALLOWED TO WORK ON OUR EQUIPMENTS AFTER 3PM! And as with all sensitive equipments put to sleep forcefully, REVIVAL TAKES TIME!

We spent a good hour + getting the ICP's sensitivity back on track and it wasn't easy at all! And we were so strapped for time, I was panicking! When the equipment was finally good to go, it was already 8pm!!!

pfft!

So how dare she complaint that I was SLOW!! *stabs*

I'm feeling really flu-ish right now. ugh.

Personality & Personehlity.

The Queen bitch thinks I should attract the opposite sex with my PERSONALITY and not through dressing ala Cleavage and bad behaviour.

I replied bluntly while watching my current favourite 10pm Taiwan Drama on Channel U, whose lead character sadly has boobs that of a flat plane, that I have both Personality AND Person-neh-lity *does boob gesture*.

She gaffawed.

=/

*Post more when I get back.* Gotta meet Cass!

Everything's BROKEN!

My lower incisors are hurting and the last thing I needed was ulcers to grow on my gums as well! Ugh.

I got W.Q to call Dr Tan.H.H. at Mount E for me while I was at work cuz I could never seem to get the lines through at 8 30am nor 6pm, which are the only free time I have for phone calls.

Apparently the only free slot is on the 31st May, TWO DAYS before my actual appointment date. Didn't see a point in waking up extra early on a Monday just to see the dentist and cancelling my approved leave on Wednesday. GAHS.

The menstrual cycle is screwing my hormones up so bad I'm having random mood swings and pissing off people at work.

Anyway, I broke my glasses last night while wiping my lenses. Had a suddent thought about how terrible my skin was (primarily caused by the menstrual cycle!), and SNAP! I broke it.

Spent the whole day without my glasses. It felt so fucking weird with just a pair of contact lenses on, I felt like clawing my contacts out at work. *Frustration*

I was a BLIND BAT.

I kept sweeping things over and missing my mark while topping up reagents and diluting my samples. Pfft.

Didn't make me feel any better when my colleagues commented on my huge EYEBAGS.

Complained to him and he brought me to the optician's after work to get ALL my glasses (FOUR PAIRS!) fixed.

I spent like $90 bucks changing lenses, nose pads and re-adjusting alignments.

Half a year hasn't even passed yet and I've already mangled FOUR! pairs of eyewear. Pfft. I'M AMAZED AT MYSELF. -.-

W.Q has been nice enought to bear with my mood swings and stuffing me up with good food but now I'm just feeling fat from the dinner at Jack's Place tonight.

INDIGESTION!

(A dozen of Escargot, a huge portion of T Bone Steak, Lobster Bisque, Slipper Lobster and Crab meat 0n mushroom baked with mozeralla cheese! Dessert was brownie!)

I think I shall try to sleep the indigestion off.

*awaiting Pay Day*

I've overspent this month AGAIN. Threw $300 at a hair salon aptly named PROFESSIONAL HAIR PTE LTD in town earlier this month for some stupid membership on impulse.

They had entertained me with much professionalism before I made payment, with their cajoling and good service, and their promise of soft nice hair with no colour fade offs. I relented even though a little voice in my head screamed at me to throw caution.

Perhaps I was too tired and in dire need of some pampering. So I swiped my card and bit the pain off.

But who knew what was to happen next. The moment I signed my name on the receipt, they started blasting music, dimmed the lights and converted the hair salon into a make shift club! Cans of beers were opened and the hair stylist who was supposed to colour my hair started gulping beer!!

ZOMG FUCK.

NOT ONLY WERE THEY SLOPPY, THEY GOT HAIR DYE ON MY SHIRT AS WELL. WTF.

The hair dresser promised me Purple Black hair. But now my hair is just the same boring BROWN.

Fuck.

The colour apparently faded in 2 weeks. Even though they promised a free re-color if my colour was to fade off in a week. WTF.

DON'T! Ever go to Professional Hair. They're fucking UNprofessional.

W.Q's in Macau with his parents for a short trip while I'm stuck in Singapore dried, shrivelled with a sore sore throat.

What a way to spend the weekends.

*sigh*