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First day at work. 

First thing I did when I saw the big mirror!! I want this big mirror for my room. My happiness of the day begun from here. *easily pleased little young lady me*

 

 

First got greeted by couple of staff members warmly, sorta. That temperature is like the half-cooled boiling tea–you don’t feel like drinking it, but you can’t be bothered to go back to  kitchen and heat it up again, so you HAVE to drink it. No complaint. *don’t be such a sensitive bitch, cynthia.* I am very sure and positive I can work something out here. *fingers crossed*

First day. Flat out. Running in and out like little chicken. But very organised. I am amazed myself blending so smoothly. No drama for the first day. Thank Buddha.

First day, I didn’t think negatively. I only stop breathing or hold my breath for few seconds when I see b*gens–no stinky smell gets into my respiratory system. I know..I damn ‘celaka’. =P

First day, I use alcohol gel to wash my hand for countless time.

First day at lunch: I decided to take photos for my lunch everyday at work for the next coming seven weeks. If possible, I will walk around..check out the local. I may love what I benci before, all I need is open up myself first. 

First day, I practically tell everyone : Today is my FIRST day, I know nothing. Hence I can get away with everything. *survival skills–this is what I call*

 

xoxox

 

1. In 8hours time, I will be starting my new clinical placement miles away from my house. Benci that long distance travel. Benci that I wasn’t given my options. Benci the fact that lotsa housekeeping work hasn’t been organised. Benci to deal with people who don’t dispaly certain standard of leadership. Benci. Benci. Benci.

I shall reserve my pre-judgemental before I get any further, serisouly. Those negative thoughts serisouly bring me to half metre depth of shithole. I don’t usually being so negative. But at this moment, I just can’t stop thinking of the bogenism of my work area. Sorry Dab, it is not you, it is ME!

Amitaba. I just wanna get it done, and get over it. Seven weeks full time job, with NO pay. I can deal with that.

Dean, thanks for calling. I am fine. I will be fine. You are right, if a person who don’t show their leadership, it allows me to shine thru my way (just like a star?) I hope so. I am one big-time hopeless case myself afterall. sigh

 

 

2. Benci those people who prefer critic me behind my back rather tell me right infront of my face. I don’t read between the lines because I am not g*y like them! Benci those people who don’t consider me (our) feeling and insist us to give them a helping hand. Erm..is that an obligation? I wundah. Benci those people who like to argue with me over nothing. You hear me, NOTHING!! As if someone can talk over me over nothing, can make them happy? I am ok. I am not a debater or politician-wannabe..I am a classic bimbo without a well-function brain. If you think you can talk over an idiot like me, and you think you WIN? congrat! Welcome to my MAXIS (maximum idiotic stupidity) Club

3. Benci Deevine Cafe. Poor customer service. Benci the fact they didn’t offer to show us breakfast menu. Benci the waitress get the wrong oder–does lemon lime and bitter sounds the same as ice coffee with cream???? Benci. Benci the fact that the muffin didnt come with butter. Benci big time that our plate was taken away without asking our permission!!! Hey!! I hadn’t finish my CHIPS yet!!!! my chipsss!!! argh! so damn the benci, can?

Benci! *jump, jump, jump* step on the dead autumn leaves!!! dance like no tomorrow with the crazy music. if there is a g*y ant, g*y whatever..my boot shall step that mofo till dead..and end up like taiwanese stink toufoo. ekekek.

OK! Pheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!! I am done with my benci-ing feeling. I am fine now

Wish me luck for my new job.

p/s: benci (malay language) means hate. I don’t hate, I am just frustrated. I shall change benci to geram (frustrated) instead, but can’t be stuffed nite

 

We walked down to Mend St, South Perth, enjoying our weekly date. It was peaceful. We didn’t talk much. But the air is fully contented.

 

  

I always wanted to sleep in a bed of autumn leaves; imagine myself in heaven….a world of my own for an hour or so. [Hehehe…Watching too much Hollywood movie]. Or probably invite the loved ones with me… then we all can share a marvelous time together-gether. How wonderful?

 

 

Erm….

 

 

The world is so B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L. absolutely.

Short Talk: Uncle Wuching is not longer at blogspot, he is at wuching.com now =) This uncle finally get his own domain.

This is one of my last weekdays of my holiday so far. I am currently into this ‘celebration’ mood, trying to catch up with friends whom I love to see. In case you are going to ask again, what happen to my bf, he is here =) Sometimes I feel bad for Kian as he has to work alot, whereas his gf is going wild with all the chillax activity out there when the sun is up. Hello! I have very limited time off, so I try to go crazzzzzy as much as I can Alas..I am very good one. Once the clock hit the time, I ‘guai guai’ stay at home, preparing dinner so I don’t feel bad for my craziness. Hahah!

 

 

Quite Tuesday. Off to Oyster Bar Foreshore. 

 

 

We ordered 2 dozen of natural oyster. I finished mine, and I steal half dozen from my bf. And don’t ask me about oyster ‘viagra’ish effect. *wink* I know you dirty minded (hum sup) uncles gonna ask me or Kian. =P

 

 

 

 

The salmon was yummie. But the portion was freaking small, can? Kian expected I would say the salmon tasted delicious as I was soooo hungry. The main course took forever to be served!! And everything seem delicious when I feel the emptiness in my tummy.

 

 

Kian’s lunch. 

 

 

Hand in hand..walking along the street.  so shy.

 

 

I feel like I just fall in love with this man few month ago. Everything is so new.