okayys. was tired ytd after work so i didn't update the blog. shall talk about yesterday and today. but it is a long post so skip anything if you want.

yesterday
got up at 3:30am. prepare and came out at 4:15am. got on the cab and the uncle was nice, he suggested to fetch me to work every morning so i dun have to keep on calling the booking company.uncle went the wrong way cause the road is blocked. the stupid traffic police ask the uncle to just let me off at the roadside and ask me walk myself. but luckily, the uncle was nice enough to u-turn ONE BIGGG round to send me to the assigned destination. goody~ reached at bout' 5:00am.

but it was a tragedy. the police check outside pass office was obstructing the flow. the queue waiting to be checked was horrifyingly long. and after a while, the security flushed the whole building of people out for check. argh. and guess what. i waited with jacqueline (my 603 foyer partner) from 5 plus to 7 plus.

and they asked me to throw away my water bottle. the pink one with flower prints. i nearly asked them to go and die. i bought it in hong kong IDIOT. and still, i wasn't prepared to give it up. i argued and talk back and do all sorts of monkey things to save it, but in the end still can't. they say they are afraid people will bring in liquid bombs. HAHA.

imagine the newspaper headline: A TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC STUDENT BROUGHT IN LIQUID BOMBS IN ATTEMPT TO BOMB SUNTEC CONVENTION CENTRE.

i mean PLEASE LAHH` just let me off lor. i am just a student, working in imf. i still wanna live to ripe old age. and in that pretty little pinky bottle, it is just innocent little TAP WATER. DUH!

i left it on a table beside the police check point and guess what. i saw it there after my work. and i took it of course. isn't it irony? i mean, if they leave it on the table just simply outside suntec, and if it is really a bomb, may i know what is the difference of bombing inside or bombing outside suntec? haix.

but still, i didnt blame them. they are just doing their job and making imf safe. but DON'T EVER THINK OF THROWING MY PINKY BOTTLE AWAY!

we played in counter, sit behind counter, take off high heels behind counter, say ghost stories, being paranoid that those shooters walking in front of us will shoot us, aim shuai shuai de security guards and policemen, sleep in storeroom, played stacking of plastic cups in storeroom etc. jacqueline was nice; very fun girl.

oh ya. and omg lor. those shooters isn't wearing those army thingy. they wore SUITS. OMG right! soooo movie-kind. but very shuai la. WAHAHA. and they carry those leather bag. look totally like business man. is the malay security guard uncle tell us de. SO COOL!

today
same thing. same time.

i reached quite early. and saw wan ling (working in 601 foyer) so we went up together since same level. when i reach level 6, jacqueline called and she sounded afraid.

jac: "eh shuhan, i now at backstage leh. i very scared. very quiet and dark leh! then i suddenly remember the ghost stories we said ytd..how!"

me: "... dun say leh. now i dun dare go open 603 foyer liao.."

jac: "omg. how?"

me: "dun care ah. you faster come up open with me."

hahaha. and she change into the uniform while she walk to 603. lol.

it was really freaky in the morning. jus imagine. 6 plus and whole building was dark and quiet. esp the back stage.

when she came, i was so relieved. we set up those food items and drinks. and unable to resist the food temptations, we bought the DAMN expensive pastry and EAT. AWW.