it was off to tampines mall after that. i was looking forward to some peace and quiet and alone-time to browse through shops or find a place to grab a drink and read my book while killing time. i mean, it -was- a tuesday afternoon. i totally forgot that school holidays have started and it also happens to be the great singapore sale. TM was crawling with pple. wah lau eh. i even had to queue up to buy movie tickets. not the a few pple in the queue type of queue. the looong kind that snakes. ugh. i actually tried finding some reprieve in the toilet. mission failed. a bunch of SCREAMING malay girls took over the place. and i mean SCREAMING. i was reminded of CHIJ (TP) during netball finals (hehe). but no, not only were they screaming. they were also intermittently banging on my cubicle door - god knows why.

the only good thing that happened was probably watching shrek 2. and thanks to melvin for sending me home, waiting while i got washed up and changed, and sending me to work. then hell started again.

i guess i was probably a little lacking in sleep. though i felt perfectly fine. i managed to sell a bottle of wine, and needed 7 champagne flutes to serve it. we only had 6 left in the kitchen so i was sent out to clear the sparkling red grape from a table of 9 guys. i got the champagne flute on my tray and was gonna walk off, but decided i might as well clear the empty bottle too. so i bent over to get the bottle from the table. PIANG. champagne flute falls off tray and lands on ground right in between 2 of the guys. freak. 9 guys proceed to diao rae for the rest of the night. then, i forget to cancel an order before going out to serve it, resulting in an extra setting for a latte (biscotti, teaspoon, saucer). not really my fault cos it was really busy and messy at that time and i had announced TWICE that i was going out with that stupid latte and alex was supposed to cancel it for me. but i got scolded. ah well. THEN, i tell the pple outside that they gotta come in for the bill when i'm supposed to bring it out to them (how could i forget?!). thank God the lady was so nice and helped me cover up by telling the boss she didn't wanna pay in front of her friends. as if the night couldn't get worse, i pick up an ice mango tea float at the counter and before i even move off, i manage to spill the WHOLE thing on myself, ice cream and all. i just thank God i didn't break that smoothie glass - i prob would've ended up getting fired if i had. later i had to dust all the bloody cushions (with my hands btw) as usual. on sunday when i dusted they scolded me for not using enough strength ("wah rachelle, you're tickling the cushions ah? hahaha") so yesterday i used damn lot of strength to dust the cushions and guess what? yup, got scolded. too slow, they said. ("rachelle!! you combing inch by inch ah?") i guess the saving grace of the night was dear francis. he very sweetly, silently helped me out with my duties and tried to find opportunities to whisper words of encouragement to me. malcolm too. thanks so much guys..

i realise that my entries have become more-or-less daily reports and less thoughts and stuff. which just goes to show that i have stopped thinking altogether. for a very long time. tried to start thinking a few times but it just got too overwhelming.

i'm getting quite sick of this place actually. i think cos there's too much inertia here. like i can't seem to initiate change here. it just won't/can't happen. so maybe i need a new place, a new energy, a new attitude. i dunno. something to kickstart me. so, i might move to another url.

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