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Tuesday, June 26, 2007


My manager hates me.
I can't recall doing anything to incur his wrath towards me.
Now he's coming at me every five minutes threatening to kill me if I fail to clear the glasses or empty the ashtrays.

He goes, 'If I see any empty glasses, I tell you, I will chop off your legs and your head and, I don't know, maybe cook some suckling pig dish.'
'If I see you on the dance floor or dancing ONE more time, I will strangle you and kill you.'
'Are you stealing something from the kitchen? Looking for burgers or wedges to steal? I will cut off all your hair to look like mine.'
The list goes on.
It keeps me on my toes all the time.

I hate customers who offer a handshake and refuse to let go.
GO AND DIE ALL OF YOU hand grabbers.
I can't shake those people's hands off or say anything rude to them.
You'll see me super awkward with some glasses in one hand and trying to ease away the other, flushing in my face all the way.

My dad told me to wary even though its not a sleazy place its a club afterall, and some people want things from you.
So when the men say, 'you're the most beautiful girl I've seen in Singapore', I roll my eyes and when they say it the second time with 'Its true, I swear', I think 'Fuckers, I'm only 19 what do you want?'
They probably say it to everyone and try to get something out of it, what the hell.

The ladies are cuter when they say such things.
Just last night, one ang moh told me that I'm very pretty and after I said, you're so sweet, she assured me that she 'was not gay and was not trying to hit on me'.
The ladies make me day.

Anyway Diva la Futbol held last Saturday was a disaster but fun la.
WeiWei and Christabelle's plane just touched down in Singapore and they came to play with little or no sleep.
Thanks man.
Initially I thought they would just not come because they were so tired.
I can totally understand if they went back home to rest because sleep is so important.
Sleep, food and air are basic survival elements.

See I sprained my foot again during the first 10minutes so for the second half of the games my team had to play with 4 players against the other teams' 5.
Just a note, I hate my feet for being so weak,
I hate it for spraining so easily when playing the sport I love
I hate it for spoiling the fun all the time
I hate it for being so.. sissy.
Its a pussyfoot.

Back to what I was saying, Diva la Futbol cup is held on just one day and teams will compete round robin with those in their groupings and those who emerge the strongest 2 will enter the Championship Cup and the weakest will go to the Diva Cup a.k.a loser's cup.
Simin and Weiwei left after we beat 2 teams in the first round meaning we had 4 members to put in the Champions Cup games.
You think we'd comfirm lose right, playing 4 versus 5 against the strong teams?
Well, you're right.

We did lose but its only for fun so we're not broken.
What I want to say is that even though we were one man down they displayed ferocity, tenacity and were more enterprising than before.
When I watched I was awed, they almost scored and they're so good its near genius.

I saw the same thing in the 3rd/4th placing match of my juniors when they played against Rjc.
After they lost a goal in the first half they became something else entirely.
They fought so hard we could feel their spirits high in the spectators' stand.

If they had played the same way throughout it would be not a problem to win the big trophy.
I guess it always take people to feel like they're on the losing side just a little to display great determination.

♥Bid Farewell

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