i'm back!!

Ok so I know I've been neglecting my blog, but you can't blame me cos I'm back in KL and there's sooo much to do (namely, gaining weight ARGH). My house is Internet-less (oh did I mention we've moved back into the house?) so I have to rely on WiFi (thank god for malaysia and free wifi)...now all I have to do is get a lighter laptop :D


Went back to work in Delicious One Utama, which basically has grown three times bigger, has three times more sales, is three times more busy, but also has three times less pay. Haha ok so they actually only reduced it by 50 cents, which means I only got RM 4.50 an hour when I used to get RM 5. Stingy people. I know this is my blog and I'm supposed to be able to say whatever I want but *just in case* anyone working there happens to stumble across this and I get fired or something, I shall refrain from commenting further on the incomprehensible state of affairs which prevail in an establishment which, due to its status and success should be advancing in working policies rather than further regressing in comparison to its competition. :P


Even though it is kind of boring at times (and tiring all the time), I guess I don't really regret choosing to work while other people back for hols go out with each other without me. I feel slightly better about earning my own keep (at least some of it) rather than spending my parents money the entire duration of the hols. And once again, I get to learn about people and myself. It's not like the old Delicious anymore - I didn't make any friends who are half as close as the ones I had last year - but still, I kind of re-learned Malay?? :p And basically realized this: I work because I want to occupy myself, and for the experience. The money is a bonus. But some people work because they have to. Because they need to. Because at ages not much older than mine, they have families to support, or dreams which need funding. Unlike me, they can't skip work just because. They can't come in late, because they lose that extra few ringgit which I don't give a thought to because it doesn't mean half as much to me as it does to them.


Aside from that there was the usual stuff, customers hitting on me and such, I collected quite a few numbers which I'll never call :D I never thought Malaysians were such a daring bunch, slipping the waitress their name cards with messages, "accidentally" leaving their sunglasses behind, pretending to be cafe owners, etc etc...there was even this table which doggedly harrassed me about going to watch King Kong with them because I was "cute". Uhuh, so you just randomly see cute people and invite them to have dinner and a movie with you. Imagine what would've happened if I'd said yes. For all you know they might be trying to sell me in Petaling Street right now! But I have to admit, they make work much more interesting :P

I went out to dinner with my parents one night and basically talked to them about the socio economic gap and how I'm more aware of it now that I've started working. How I find I'm much better friends with these so-called "common" people than I've ever been with others. When I left for Melbourne, these were the people who sent me off, after only a few months of knowing me. Friends I've had for years never did that when I first left. Granted, I don't think I ever sent anyone off either. I don't quite understand the dynamics of these relationships, and I'm not saying I prioritize anyone over anyone else. I cherish all my friends equally, because if there's one thing I know above all else it's that friends are hard to come by, much less friends who'll bother to keep in touch with you no matter where you go or who you become. The people who've known me my whole life, whom I've grown up with, can never be replaced no matter how far we've drifted apart or how long its been since we last talked.


I also got robbed. In my car, in a place I thought was perfectly safe. So now I guess I can say I've had the experience of calling my parents from a police station at 3am in the morning. I don't really want to go into detail, but currently I'm still paranoid about going out at night. I feel lost without my phone and my iPod. I have to replace my IC, driver's license and all my Australian cards as well. Seriously, if someone is going to rob you just for the cash, can't they just take the money and leave all your cards? Why bother making you go through all the bureaucratic red tape when they could just leave all that stuff with you instead of taking it and throwing them into a ditch somewhere? I hate robbers. Grrr.


Blek ok. I've spent like two days downloading the O2Jam installer andnow my brother says we have it at home on the desktop! #$%$#%$#$%#@#$%


Have to go home and install the damn thing!!!