My handphone loves America...
it doesn't wish to go back to Singapore.

I hate my job. Seriously... getting so sick of it - the standing, the grease, the longggg hours, the food... and I don't think i am the only one. Yesterday it was the worst day of my freakin American life. I lost my Samsung F480 phone and room key and about USD 40 early in the morning. I suck. And what's worst...I was left alone with the dishes from 8pm to 10pm until Ak returned from cash control and helped me along until 11.30pm. I was MISERABLE. Hahaha...i felt like a sick little kitten, helpless and pathetic (that's partially why i hate cats anyway). I swear...the trays piled up higher than my height and they were greasier than any oily dish you have probably complained of.

Like WHY ME? No one bothers to help (except for one girl but she left a while later anyhow) and there isn't a organized roster to allocate duties and make sure that all is fair and square! I feel so freakin' discriminated against and exploited beyond tolerance. ARGH.

But...thats not only it. Han lost her wallet containing her phone and money and cards and key too! On the exact same day. And while i probably dropped mine somewhere, hers was taken from her bag while at work! DAMN those poor useless idiots! You should have seen us both lamenting and swearing and emo-ing and cursing yesterday night. HAHAHAHA.

Ok I won't complain. At least I see the dark side of life overseas if it weren't just holidays and hotel stays. I think i feel for those Blangadeshi workers in Singapore already...HEHEHE. Yesterday wasn't that bad i guess because the park was really pretty at night when we walked out and Ak stole pizza (though rather unsuccessfully since the manager kind of saw him walking out with the plate!) and that was dinner! SHIOKKK. And about 2 nights ago, we had an Employees' Night where they opened the Maverick Rollercoaster ride for us and it was AWESOME. Though i hate sudden and steep drops...the ride was brilliant! And we had free hotdog buns and drinks :)

Today was boringggg. Was cashier along with a few others that i don't really talk to. I realize i can't understand what the blacks are saying because they speak REALLY fast and phrase them in a special way unique only to themselves. LIKE HUH? And as a result, I find myself shutting up more and more. Its tiring to keep asking "huh?", "sorry i didn't get you" or "could you repeat"... or worst just give a polite laugh because i seriously have no idea what is going on and end up having them stare into your face wondering why you laughed. Language isn't really the only barrier...culture makes a big one too.

I got off early today...at 8pm. I guess it was only because i was yelling fuck non-stop while scrambling to get the dishes done yesterday before the last bus left. HAHA either that or my supervisor decided that i deserved some break before i crumple like poorly-made Elephant ears (dough with cinammon and sugar).

OH! WE GAVE JOVITA A SUPER SURPRISE BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION!
Hahaha, that was really surprising considering our attitudes in the day that showed no sign that we remembered her birthday. We got a Mrs Fields huge cookie cake with writing in bright pink and blue cream on top for her...so pretty! Shall upload some pictures of it soon! And we girls bought her a Aeropostale top in white...mine is in green, tong's in red and han's in pink. PRETTY STUFF :):):)

Haven't had a chance to hit the malls again, and i dont think i want to at this moment when i just lost my stuff and when work leaves me dead tired. I think I am about to go bathe and wait for the rest to come back from work...poor kids.

And in the meantime, pray that i find my belongings ok. I cant lose 3 phones in a year! That's crazy!

Love you people,
from the new unbeatable bitch.