keep believing

i dont like the competition here. everyone compares, everyone wants to be the best, everyone gets stressed up, everyone suffers. for every single thing. man what’s the point. i know in life we should fight, we shouldn’t be idle, we can’t just party all day. but do we really have to spend our whole life comparing and competing, do we have to be the best in EVERYTHING, do we have to be happy when people do worse than we do? i think it’s pure disgusting.
here it’s not about to be the best you can, it is about to be better than you neighbours.

i always think this kind of life is not for me. i don’t belong here. i was dying to leave this place.

and yet, i am going nus.
yes, another TEN years..
but i haven’t accepted the offer yet. i just don’t feel like.

my sister is telling me that massaging your butt when you are tired feels really good. try it.

work is good. sales have been good but there is at least one big incident happened everyday ever since. more spilling, wrong orders and bills, expensive glass breaking, eggshells and grasshoppers.

my colleagues in both jobs are the best!

a few weeks ago, my first sister got a message from my mom that goes something like this: you eat properly, and tell erlin to stop taking panadol.
stop taking panadol. like i’m a panadol addict like that.

and i took panadol just now. in my defense, i don’t do it for fun.

i saved shishu today :D
did some eating and not very successful shopping. i felt a gap between the rich and the poor.
people should stop tempting me with shopping and eating. at least until i get my pay ;)

we had monday blues at work. everything went wrong. luckily everyone was in a good mood and it’s always fun working with myfirstdayfriend.
i spilled water on a customer and i overcharged another customer and my manager thinks i am blur(“you are blur.. like sotong. you know sotong?”)
sher let’s go get some sotong balls.

i shall carry panadol with me everywhere again.

today i went shopping and eating and i got baptised and i was all happy and happy, then this person had to ruin my day. i haven’t been so pissed for very very long.
happy thoughts.
happy thoughts.

btw that person doesn’t read my blog, so it’s definitely not you.

great singapore sale is on. 50%off signs and indonesian tourists are everywhere. and i’m going broke.

met up with chanel jia shoofei. the plan was to talk about uni stuff. but ended up with a takashimaya bag and a very full stomach and an empty wallet and an almost empty account.

i finally got baptised!
confession: i almost cried. i thought it’s very stupid to cry but i found out some people did actually cry.
i know it means so much more than just a splash of water. i’m actually kinda scared. pray for me people..
i got a triple chocolate ala mode with a candle and a flower pendant. thanks :)

sherly is now my colleague! yay.

people like purposely want to make me spend all my money.
men don’t live only from bread.

my younger sister was saying that ant beats elephant when she heard about the elephants and ants in nus and ntu.
in indo, we play elephant human ant instead of paper scissors stone. elephant(thumb) beats human(index finger), human beats ant(pinky), ant beats elephant.
so i think i am most probably going nus.

i always thought paper scissors stone originated in japan but it actually was invented by the chinese.
other version: cockroach foot nuclear explosion(cockroach beats nuclear explosion, foot beats cockroach, nuclear explosion beats foot).

i am currently in a very happy mood.

my kid sisters are coming on june 20th. now i’m thinking if i should go back before that or after they go back home or don’t go back at all. confused.

nus or ntu. six years is very long. i can give birth to a boy in my final year of uni and by the time i complete the bond, he will be in primary one.
nus or ntu. confused.

watched da vinci code. i read the book long long ago i can’t remember much. and i didn’t like it that much. so i thought the movie was okay, no expectations. tom hanks’ hair is very ugly, paul bettany (and his butt) very cute. embarrassing things that shall not be elaborated here happened at the start of the movie . oh i was more than half an hour late. thanks to vino who ran down to fetch me when the movie already started but still got the scoldings.

i am biased against the storyline but that’s another issue.

i hate working on thursdays. i have to drag myself out to work every week.
the boss is buying a smart looking jacket for everyone for uniformity. i haven’t told her when i am quitting because i really don’t know when i am quitting.
annie: you everything also dunno..

confused.

i will miss lunching with a group of aunties.

i have been eating like a pig. seriously.

working was fun today. annie and her friend visited, my first day friend was there, and we got to eat and drink a lot after closing. was very full, anyweh.
annie thinks i have a good life and i will marry a rich man ;)
i have a mission: to taste everything in the menu before i quit! i think i’m almost halfway through, anyweh.

i slept more than twelve hours last night, i drank tiramisu latte at work, and i’m doing laundry now. i have all the reasons not to sleep and to blog about the past few days now, anyweh.

on friday pat and i went to jb again for the second time of the week. we shopped for the whole day. jb people are nice, anyweh.
i don’t teach on fridays anymore. my boss finally let me off on fridays. at first i thought of being nice by going to the office in the morning before going jb to deliver muffin for annie and indo cookie (which my mom sent but i dont like) for the boss. bribery. but the boss replied ok to my message already so i decided to be lazy, anyweh.

saturday morning, college day. just a plague, no voucher. mrs kay was looking sexy and happy. i took pictures with my class guys and my favourite teachers. pat said she felt confident. overall, it was boring, anyweh.

we wanted to surprise shinfei and sherly at changi afterwards, but we failed. we ended up playing pool for free. got free drinks too, anyweh.
erlin should learn from sherly. she cant even get anything free for us. not even discount like mr.alanwutaypinghui.
pat

then i had to rush to work. saturday nights are busy and tiring. pris is nice to disturb haha. pris and i had to sell three fondues each. i sold four, jor one, pris none, anyweh.

nearing midnight, we had a tj (plus eu plus kj) outing. my legs were already breaking even before we reached mos and my bag was so big, full of clothes and shoes. i was out the whole day and i changed my top four times and shoes five times, anyweh.
what a right timing to club.
but it was fun, anyweh.
SO SORRY seaweed and shinfeng.

it was a longg saturday, anyweh.
i was dying.

i met pat again the next day. for her last minute shopping and for a burger ramli, anyweh.

pat’s gone, anyweh.

went to church and had dinner with shinfei. i’m going to be baptised next sunday, anyweh!

nus or ntu. buonavista or boonlay. six years or three years. more money or less money. credibility or opportunities. elephants or ants, anyweh.

katakan dengan cinta (say it with love)
- the groove feat. cindy

jalani kehidupan, penuh badai menghadang
akan mudah dijalan, dengan hadirnya seseorang
akan terasa berat, dan akan sepi sendiri
beban mudah dibagi, dengan teman kau tak sendiri

teman cahaya hati, teman sayap kakimu
teman slalu memberi, hidup akan lebih berarti

jangan lupakan teman, jalani waktu bersama
coba ungkapkan saja, katakan dengan cinta
saatnya kau memberi, tanda cinta di hati
akan sangat berarti, walau hanya sepatah kata

setiap kau lewati halang merintang, semakin kuat angin menerpa
akan tiba saatnya kau butuhkan, betapa besar arti teman di hidupmu

erlin loves her friends :D

lim pink, erwin, ben, erlin, siangweng, pat’s head and mr varella

i realised i have this inertia thingy. when i am used to something, i’m very lazy to switch to other things. that’s why i’m lazy to go to work tomorrow morning and i’m going to message my kum boss asking her to let me stop working on fridays, again.
see the link? there is none.

on wednesday, fuichin pat shinfei and me met up for breakfast at estella and for some energy drenching activities. we arm westled strongly, danced stupidly (like no one’s watching (in the middle of cineleisure)), and kboxed beautifully. i laughed so hard my stomach hurt, i screamed so much my neck pain (sakit leher). i was tired afterwards and i still had to rush to work at cc.

and as if they knew the waitress was tired, no customers dined in the whole time i was doing host. the host represents the whole restaurant (waitressing lesson number one from manager). i smiled and smiled like a mad girl to everyone who passed by but i failed to seduce them (waitressing lesson number two from a fellow waiter).
and once i went away from the door, people actually came in to dine. as my colleague put it: you are a jinx!

i didn’t get customer but i made new friends while doing host. two fun indonesians. we talked so long outside.

customers happy, they spend money, we happy (waitressing lesson number three)

money is everything. money is the most important thing. make more money (waitressing lesson number four)

my manager is so cool.

thursday is always sleepy and boring at kum because we have meetings on thursday mornings. today we had a workshop instead but it was not any less sleepy and boring. a lecture about the types of children we wish to nurture, our mission, do’s and dont’s and everything boring.

excellence is no more my goal, now it is my standard.

i’m not ready to become a teacher. i prefer to be a waitress. but i love children and teaching is my passion, said my colleague at kum.

waitressing is fun. my colleagues are fun. bangers and mash is good. broccoli soup is disgusting (it is green and you know it is not easy being green (kermit the frog (whose poster monica used to kiss every night))).

oh i am not the jinx after all. we had customers today!

this is for my sister number two. i brought home SEVEN CAKES and a muffin. sister number one and me are going to eat them all. HAHAHAHA.

please help me tell my boss.