Monday, 26 November 2012

Work, part II

As promised, continuation of last weeks post! :)


How I look like checking myself out in the mirror.

First or second inside Rabeanco, their mirrors are really nice to selca.
HAHAH! Because their interior is so white.

Brunched at Ichiban Boshi. 
One thing I'm grateful for is Malaysia is never short of
cheap and tasty food. I mean you can get a lot for RM20.
And much more with RM50.

Hong Kong is so expensive when it comes to food, HKS40 
for a bowl of porridge. RM15 for something we can
get for a few bucks :3


 Candid shot ^^
Jennie is always talking. Her mouth is seldom closed. 
Driving also open.

Take photos also always smile. 
I don't show much teeth even when I smile lips open.

I think somehow we look like stubborn peepo in that photo. 
My big head and Jennie's sharp chin.

I don't know. Sometimes like when you assess someone's facial features
and you get a gut feeling.

Perhaps you've known a few person with that sort of prominent facial feature
and they all behave in a few similar ways.

I'm sensitive to shit like that, I lurveeee watching body language.
Stand behind the glass display and watch the people come in and out.
More on that later!! ^^


Sushi. Unagi and cheese. Yummy max combo!!!
I miss having a real meal. Like sit down and chitchat
and not worry about the hands of my watch. 
My pink girly watch hidden under my blazer with a freaking doggy hanging from it. LOL

Today I took taxi home with my colleague, Yen Ling.
And her friend. Eng Siong. Both of them are from KB.

Yen Ling is also a part-timer, the only other one.
But a bit too experienced for a part-timer, there for eight months lol.
I learned a lot from her, and she's not bitchy or mau sangat at all.

Because at Burberry, honestly part-timer is like the lowest position.
Almost as low as cleaner. Like Bangla. Always pack stock, stick masking tape
tie raffia strings, fold shirts. 

They still give me a sales associate tag, but still. LOL. 

The first day of work my manager handed me the uniform
with my name written on it. HAHHAHA
It baffles me that on the surface it is all about luxury... but underneath
is all those handwritten shit. Especially stock-keeping!

Their storerooms are really outdated, everything is done by hand.
I would just invest a rack with a lot of dividers, so no one would ever tie those
ugly as fuck raffia strings to tie pieces of shirts together.

The shirts are packed in hideous god-forbidden clear plastic bags.
Clothes are packed like how magazines are packed. Ugly weyh ma de.
Also I hate Club 21's plastic bags. They should change it.
Look like some fucking bag from pasar malam.
But actually probably more than few hundreds worth of clothes inside.

As for bags, they put them in dustbags and stack the fuck out of em.
I would put them in dustbags then hang them by their dustbag drawstrings,
so their shape won't go so fucking out of shape.

It's like... crumpling a piece of art?
Stacking so many handbags.

HAHHA. I complain a lot I know :(
But complain only know what is wrong, right?
Can't keep things inside. I hate it when people disturb me when I'm ranting.
I'm not finished!!!!

This is the ktm I sit in everywhere. I tend to take it for granted,
because I keep remembering its flaws, which is the one simple thing that it is always late.
If you wanna ask me how many times ktm was late, it would be better if you asked me 
how many times it came on time. Not even early, on time. Fuck.

I can tell you zero. It has never come on time before.
It is always 5-20mins late than said time displayed.
Imagine the time lost on productivity, the workers stranded
and late because of a slow train. Ma de.

In Hong Kong it is so on time. Malaysia's KTM has the tidak apa attitude also!

Butttttt. I am grateful for KTM, because I don't have to pay RM11 parking fee, 
because I don't have to stay awake and drive all the way, 
because I can save on petrol,

and also because the train I sit on are the new ones.
The old ones are like... for Bangla punya!!!!
Like those Indian movies where immigrants try to smuggle in
and they sneak into some tattered train. Can throw already la their train.

 Anyways, two hours early to get up for KTM.
One hour if I'm driving. 1u? Half an hour can!!!

Erm. They gossip a lot in the shop.
And you tend to have high standards after a while.
You're surrounded with designer products, 
and you feel inadequate when the stuff you have
aren't of similar quality. 

I think I get quite a lot of customers, at least one receipt a day.
Good enough for part timer.

Because I love reading body language. 
Okay let me share my tips.

Those who will buy.
They walk in to the shop in a determined and hurried manner.
They put their hands on their hips.
They put their hands on their chin.
They have a googly look in their eyes (admiring handbags)
They hold the item many times. Preview it far and near.
They come again second time on the same day.
They ask for you before you serve them.

Those who won't buy.
They are very dilly dally.
They put their hands in their pocket.
They don't acknowledge you when you greet them.
They sound like they are not listening when you explain the product.
They look out of place in the shop.
They try to ignore salesperson's presence.
They fold their arms.

HAHAHHHA. Those who carry Chanel bags always never buy any shit.
Those who carry LV, Gucci, always do.

Shopping bags seen often are Club 21, Versace, Louis Vuitton, Coach, AX.
And Isetan. Lol. A lot of people come in with Chatime.


Another thing with Burberry at Gardens, they process transaction damn fucking slow.
Like at least ten minutes. Ten minutes is a lot to wait for a fucking payment.
Can tell the customers so dulan when waiting for the payment.

I would also. Pay so much but service so slow. Only one cashier lol!
And they have to pack, remove sensor, tie ribbon. Blabalbla~

Also the air conditioning is not cold enough. I think also due to the spotlight.
Most of the customers speak chinese/cantonese. Would be better to have more chinese
speaking salesperson. I wished I knew Hokkien.

Their shirts are also folded in too prissy a way.
People will pressured when they are interested in trying a t shirt.
Because they have to take it out of the fucking drawer and figure out how to 
unfold it from the paper. And the paper so fucking ugly, held by hand taped cellophone tape.
Hello how can this is luxury.

People just want to grab something off the hanger. 
I think also the atmosphere is too cold.
I would probably get a giant snowball
and place it beside our glass display.

Like customers can take pictures and whatfuck, 
post it on to facebook. Ta dah!
Free publicity.


Good is the workers there are always prissy about the store's appearance.
They don't tolerate messy display.
The glass display, wiped at least seven times a day.

Salesperson hate it when a kid comes and leave fingerprints all over.
Salesperson hate it when a rough person wants to touch every handbag they see
and ruin the whole display. Do not be mistaken, every angle the wallet is placed,
open or closed, side or frontal- it has its place. Customers will never remember exactly how 
it is placed. They will not notice that the handbag are actually placed with 
their straps crossed over each other. That is our job.
Salesperson of course also hate it when customers come in like they own their shop.
When you proceed receipts more than a thousand bucks each, 
it's not a big deal when someone spends more than a thousand.
It's the minimum.

Actually there was a story once, someone came in and asked 
what he could get for RM150.

The sad truth is, the cheapest men's polo tee is now RM700.
But cheaper la got sales. Women's tee can get for RM393, the cheapest.

But you can't trust sales, they always no stock one. Cibai betul right?

They said the cheapest was perfume, RM250. And that one is the mini version.
But stock checking one day. I found it. I found something!!!
RM100 only.

You know what? Burberry leather cleaner. HAHAHHA!
The cheapest shit. RM100.
Even an umbrella costs freaking RM835.


Also I've been bringing this book in my bag- Midas Touch
by Donald fucking Trump and Robert Kiyosaki.

And you know I kept thinking. I don't want to have a lot of money.
I just want to have the power to earn a lot of money.

Because what's the point if you had a million dollars but don't know 
how to earn it back when it's gone?

A lot of people will be after your money, in many subtle ways.
Gambling, shopping, whatever. Money leaks out so quickly.
And you are shit if you don't know how to replace it.

I admire Donald Trump because he was once USD900 million in debt in the 90s.
Did he let it slap him in the face as a stop sign? No.
He bounced back, and today he is worth billions.

Do you know why I want to earn money so bad?
Because I don't want to only take money. 
I want to earn it, not take it from someone else.

It's like producing your own apple
compared to taking someone else's apple.

It's nice to be given free food
but then you feel so fucking inadequate
that you can't produce your own fruit.

It is also sad that the lifestyle I want
is of someone earning ten times more than I am now.
But I will learn how to earn a lot of money.

I believe in the law of attraction.
I believe everyday I will get a lot of incentive$.
I repeated the sentences "I work at Burberry now"
like ten times in front of the mirror before I even got the job.
Before I even went the interview.

Then I when on to daydream, and feel that I am already working there,
they have already accepted me. I didn't get any calls from them for one or two weeks.
I thought they forgot. But then one day, ring ring!! HAHAHH

So just truly believe in the things you want to do.
 I may complain about the long hours
and how my toes are turning into a seasoned ballet dancer
but I'm grateful that I get to see the behind the scenes of a luxury store.
How it works to deliver this sort of service. 
How to serve customers and greet them accordingly.
I never cared about this shit at HTC :33

I think when working, you always need to earn your place.
Start from the bottom. Because if you suddenly came on top,
people who's have had more experience
will question your qualification.

Respect is earned, not given.

The full timers there are a bit cold to part timers at first, like stranger you know?
Some of them are nice, like they help out and stuff :3
Others expect you to balance on your own feet, learn by yourself.

I've been told off many times, but never yelled at like in fucking
The One Academy. And at that time I was the one paying them.
Wtf. I don't pay you few thousand dollars a month to use that tone of voice.
That cb tone plus cb face. I hate it most when I detect the frown and pursed lips.
My brain will literally think how to get you to shut up.
I automatically get defensive.

The thing I hate most is this. People trying to speak to me
like I owe them something. Gee, go fuck yourself. 

AHAHHAA my goddd.
They usually use it in a I tell you now I just hope you don't do it again way
but at the same time telling you they're superior.

Sales is not something I can do for anything more than a couple of months straight.
Really no time neh.

Also girls are always more bitchy than guys, at least at Burberry.
All of them have the dramatic brow, or at least also like it.
I guess because it's the classic eyebrow, the definition of ideal/typical beauty.

Dramatic brow means they dislike and may challenge authority 
and can appreciate fine things (art etc).

Also often times when assessing which customer is rich,
it's not always about the things they wear.
It's about how they carry themselves.

See- a person can make a branded bag look cheap
while another person could make a cheap handbag look branded.
People with charisma are often those who make people want to 
have the same things as them.

That's why charisma is so important when it comes to modelling. 

Those who look undeniably rich are the ones who look impeccably well-groomed.
From their hair to eyebrows to make up. Clear skin and straight posture.
They don't demand attention, they command it. 

They usually have hints of luxury even when dressed down,
like a great timepiece or fine jewellery. 

Trust me, the line between cheap jewellery and fine jewellery
could be simply the glint of the metal- but that glint is so unmistakable.
So unmistakably expensive, eventhough discreetly so.

Rich men for some reason tend to have very black hair,
prominent jaws, thick eyebrows. And of course nice watch.
And always, always nice shoes.

I don't know. Some people just carry that aura. Some people don't.
And that aura looks and feels more expensive
than any handbag nor jewellery could ever buy.

Okay that's all for today finally gonna meet up my girls tomorrow sleep sleep sleep!!!

Tata guys! :)


Wednesday, 21 November 2012

Work and theft

Hello :) 

Am currently working now, have to get up 7am tomorrow.
Sacrificing what little sleep I have left to update!
Because a lot has happened.

No time for pictures, more on words! 
Bear with me ^^ I like reading a gamut of jumbled sentence thou.
It's like following the train of thought, of a slightly retarded person.

As you guys may know, I'm working at Burberry at The Gardens now.
And yes, with the blazer and black pants and everything.
And yes, their salesperson shirt has burberry checks on it. HAHAH!

Ootd of last Saturday with my girls!
Will do an update post if Gwenllian post the pics and if I have enough time.
But I doubt I'll be having any time at all. 
Shift is nine hours long eventhough part-time, so it's like 12-10.
As usual everything feels much longer when you take account
of the transport time. An hour each, because of KTM.
Wait twenty minutes usually, delay twenty more minutes if you are 
sadly, sadly unlucky.

Imagine if you did wake up in time but the KTM wasn't in time.
So sad right? =.= Losing hours in productivity, blablabl.
But if too many trains then not eco-friendly, lbabala.

Because it's not exactly convenient to rely on public transport in Malaysia.
Hong Kong, yes. Subway can bring you to anywhere. Don't need to take bus.
Not Malaysia. But good la got RapidKL to send you to KTM :3

The thing about Malaysia is the toll and parking and all those shit.
But good thing that our gas prices are actually comparatively 
much lower than countries like US. Shit man their petrol prices!!!

Anyway, that last Saturday is probably a while before I am that girl again.
The carefree spoilt brat. Only let people serve. Now I'm doing all the serving, 
the slave of Burberry.

Lowest rank, the part-time. Others all have got experience.
The beginning is almost always the trickiest. 
To get the footing, blablabla.

I will do an in-depth post on working at Burberry someday,
but in a private place. Like a post with a passcode or something. 
And post the password at twitter.

HAHAHA. Because you know. Working ethnics.
Main point is, the benefits for workers are not bad,
can tell they try to take care of their staff.

But just that you have to be really formal working in a luxury shop.
Honestly, I miss the time working at HTC with Chi Cheng.
Booth all to ourselves, sit all day. Ink fight with Chi Cheng,
see who gets the most arm tattoo. Hohum, miss working with my beebo :(

Anyways, if you guys are on holiday, come and work at Burberry.
Sales time. HAHAHA! And I want someone young with me!
I'm the youngest there ma de. Everyone else is mostly  twenty plus. 

The thing is you're a beginner, and you know la you don't know much
sure have to ask a lot of questions.

Some colleagues will be a bit more distant, don't know if it's because
they're lazy to answer or because they think they have more experience.
Some are more outgoing and sampat, gossip on walkie-talkie all the time.
Cari husband ke? Baby sudah mau keluar. HAHHA.

The manager is very friendly, I like.
I don't like those type of people who get air in their heads
because they have a different title. 

Everyone is hardworking, 99% of the customers who come in
we will say hello/good morning
and 99% of the customers who go out
we will say thank you/good bye.

The 1% is when we're really busy with stock-keeping and all those
or when the customer don't give any eye contact. Lol. 
Like obvious they don't want salesperson's attention.

Me I will treat this as a working experience
but sales/promoter job is not something I can do for more than a couple of months.
Because really. You have no time for yourself.
The times are always 10-10 and weekends are when you are most busy.
Weekends is just to party in my mind. LOL.
Then now I am at the other end, the one serving people who party, who shop.

 I wanna stop work around Dec20, work for a month.
Stop just before Christmas. You know la those Christmas/holiday days.
Cannot go party and damn a lot of customers.
BUT. BUTTTT. Incentive kao kao.

Part of why I was happy to work at Burberry is because of the incentive.
But you have to be familiar with the stocks first, otherwise
your incentive will probably go to someone working full-time =.=!
Customers expect a lot, since they're paying so much.

Tomorrow is first day of sales, 10-30%.
Come buy come buy. Come visit ^^
1000 punya shirt become 700.

The Nova check handbag is also going to be discontinued after next month.
The famous pale brown one. I don't know why they don't want to continue it
eventhough it is one of their bestsellers.

They say not suit their image blabala.
But I think they will probably rethink and continue again
after a while. Because they will realise the demand is there.

The brand sets the supply, asks for the demand.
But in the end the ones who answer,
are the customers.

Also you know when you send the bags for cleaning/repair?
They use the money to buy snacks for employee. LOLOL.
No wonder the sales layan everyone.

But yeah. With luxury stores you can expect more,
that we will replace or refund(within time limit).
The only thing is it's not free of charge, but we will send it for you.

Also the sales statistic, a mammoth portion goes to Local Chinese.
HAHAH! And then... for tourist, the mammoth section goes to...
Tourist Chinese. LOLOL.

Chinese like branded shit, that's how they spend their wealth.
Indians I know they LOVE gold jewellery.
Malays.. hmm. Watches? Cars?

Well, it's easy to stereotype everyone :3
Also I have to wear make up everyday, brows, foundation, some eye make up.
Red lips for sure because without it... I look pale like fuck.
Can really tell how tired I really am =.=

So that's about it for now. Will write more when I'm done maybe. HAHAHA.
Later my employer sees this how can. ^^

I know la there are cases of people getting fired because of
some silly drunk pictures on FB. Seriously!


Last Saturday night, was losing my shit at Vertigo.
I mean, I lost my iPhone, my license, my Juicy Couture pink wallet.
Lucky the handbag was just Aldo, after that Gucci theft at BeerFact
I NEVER EVER USE branded bags to clubs.

The risk is too high, drinks will spill all over when everyone gets 
more alcohol as the night gets darker. 

So what happened was we hid our bags under the table, 
like it was really dark and you can't see shit.
The only way someone took it was because 
they saw us putting our shit inside our handbags.

The sad thing was Sim Kuan actually put her iPhone and camera in my bag.
Sigh. That's the thing la, I feel so bad because she trusted my bag.
But poof.

Anyways it was there until they were almost finished drinking.
I went to talk to Daniel Ping Kuang for a while, they were
at a table few steps away. Sim Kuan was at the toilet I think.
Then I noticed the bag was missing. I kept looking for Sim Kuan
because I fully hoped she was the one who was holding the bag.
But she came, and she was completely clueless and my heart just sank,
dropped to the pits of stomach.

Gucci incident all over again, the nausea fighting back.
The guilt and shit for losing it all,
iPhone 3Gs lost beginning this year,
okay lah Dad bought new iPhone 4s for me.
Like fucking six months later I lose it again.
It is stolen from me yes, but my fault that they
had the chance to steal it from me =.=

I am never going to bring any valuable shit when clubbing ever again. SERIOUSLY.
I get scared but so what I still do it. I mean leaving my handbags for friends to take care
but wtf they're busy getting drunk but it's their every right to do so.

I think the point is when you get something valuable EASILY,
you don't feel its worth. Therefore you treat it as something with so-so value.
Because you don't know how hard it is to fucking earn the money to get that shit.
Imagine you stood for almost 200 hours to pay for one iPhone.
Because that's approximately how long it would take
if you earned RM8 per hour.

To think that I've lost something valuable so easily yet again, I feel stupid.
So stupid that I'm not trusting myself to use iPhone again,
won't bother my parents for anything for this.
For new handphone, for new license. Whatever shit.
No, I will settle myself. I can't accept their help in this.

So in the end I used RM400 of my own money to buy a Samsung Galaxy Y.
Good thing is it can use all the apps like Insta whatsapp etc.
I could lose this phone four times, FOUR fucking times
and still not lose as much as ONE FUCKING iPHONE.

Well I think it is a great value for money, good job to Samsung ^^
It's like a mini smartphone for really a fraction of iPhone.
Like a fifth fraction fraction. FUCK, great deal.

I'd probably by iPhone 5s anyway, because. 
My iPhones are always the s version. Fated to be stolen?
S for stolen. DIU. HAHAHA. Just realised :(

Or maybe wait for iPhone 6. 
Depends how much money I save.. I aim RM5k in three months,
because I am working. The rest is... well. Go work also no time to shop right.
But. Go work everyday spend RM30 on food etc. Three days RM100.
Thirty days, RM1k lo? DIU. HAHAHA.

That's how my pocket money fly away.
I use KTM now, because the parking was freaking RM11.
Full day parking. You crazy meh diu. Why the fuck have to pay so much parking.
So nice when working at 1u, semua illegal parking je. 

For me parking toll all those shit are shit that are unnecessary expenditures ~,~
 Food also use a lot of money. Shopping don't feel so heart pain, because 
you get something tangible in return. 

But I hate buying those knick-knacks. Like you buy shoes
then you have to buy stockings. That was for working.
RM10 here RM10 there soon becomes RM100.
RM100 accumulate accumulate become RM500.

Lol, that's how I think. Budget Barbie.
I can't help it, I feel so guilty for using my dad's money.
College RM20k gone, Car RM130k gone, iPhone lost two RM4k gone.
Buy handbag buy handbag shopping shopping laptop laptop RM10k gone.

I can't be this way. It's like what my dad said, 
he thought once I grew up I would use less money but instead use more :(
True lah, have to develop my wings slowly.
Buy me car have to pay for petrol also blablabla.
Older a bit always go outing with friends also blablbal.

My aim is just hope my dad can retire when he is 55 years old,
which means I have to be completely self-sufficient. 
What do I mean? Like I don't need pocket money anymore lo,
have enough wages from working to cover all my expenses!

He is 49 years old now. College will be two years. 
Means 51 start. So I have four years to keep building my career.
The thing is you sacrifice time for money.
When you have money you don't have time.
When you have time, you don't have money.
Means got money to go out party but maybe no money to pay for party.
Or you want got money money to pay for party but no time to party? =.=

For me I just want money that's a little more than enough.
Like if I break a RM4k laptop it's okay, can buy new one tomorrow.
Because I always break things. HAHAHA. Or I want RM10k handbag, no problem.
Because I want the best, I want what my heart lands on. 
And price is a limitation.

Yeh, that's the feeling I WANT. Like having enough money
to feel that PRICE isn't a limitation. That's all.


Dafug I got so carried away with being Budget Barbie I strayed from the robbery.
Okay, so what happened next is of course asking if anyone seen someone with the handbag.
Conlfirm is a guy who took it, and surely they will suspicious a guy trying to walk away
with my cibai feminine handbag.

Next is request for CCTV. Now this is where Vertigo was so, so fucking uncooperative.
I mean Beer Factory was really friendly they helped me replay the CCTV footage 
and had the DJ asked over the music if anyone saw my Gucci mini handbag.
(it was at the men's toilet)

Anyways, one of the bouncers said they say two black skinny chinese lala-ish guys 
with black and white polo tee with my bag. 
Another one, wei kien's friend, saw him holding my bag
 and checking my pink wallet (Juicy).

It burns hearing all this, that I had people seeing who went off with my bag,
but don't know who took it. I wish eyes were like automatic CCTV,
can record every shit. No one would be able to get away from crime then.
Also, a lot of people would have their dirty secrets, SPILLED.

Thank you so much for the dog gang, for staying there
until both G6 and Vertigo has closed. 
Ping Kuang went with us on a chase in his Harrier
going to places with Find my iPhone.

My suggestion? It's really just having a failsafe way to track a handphone.
Even if it's turned off, even if it has changed number.
I don't know if the serial number can do that.
Maybe for crimes which involve murder? Don't know la.
This sort of shit for them is small case, but for us it's a painful 5k loss.
And we were just so desperate to get it back and bring the fucking karma
thieves deserve.

I don't know what kind of childhood they had, that drove them to think
stealing is okay. Was your mum or dad a thief to or something?
How did it ever occur to you that it's alright to take something 
that's not yours, how it is alright to look at unattended belongings as
chances to rob people of the shit they paid for.

If you don't have the money, go earn it.
You are never ever going anywhere in life if all you're looking for
is an easy way out. Go fucking work.

Same as people who gamble... eventhough they may win sometimes,
they lose in back because of greed. Everything is because of greed.
Or lying. Or selfishness. Well. Also can combine three of em.

Don't have so big a head don't buy so big a hat, okay?
Cantonese proverb. Don't have money to buy iPhone
don't go and steal la please. You poor fuck.
I wish your penis gets shorter each day
because you are so scared the police may catch you.

Boy, I will do everything in my power to catch you.
Same with Sim Kuan. Sim Kuan is relentless with this.
First time lose things is like that. Lol.
And her trademark camera eh :( Haiz. How can.
So sorry for that day, how I wish I could turn back time.
Only takes a second for something bad to happen.

It's probably someone we know, or friends or friends of.
Someone near our table. It's always like that.
Like people who are near you.
They have a wandering eye
for whatever they can steal.

Heck, Jin Fye had his phone in his pocket and even then
it got stolen. So you shouldn't ever blame anyone for being careless etc.
If you dropped something doesn't mean someone should take it.
But sigh. The world is like that, and  you can blame yourself
for not being more cynical/paranoid.

Max hate it when people keep blaming me for losing it. 
I mean I mean, if you want to advice me to not repeating the same mistake
I understand. Like a friend looking out. 

But if you're saying it to put the guilt on me, NO.
I am already guilty enough as it is. Seriously.
The blacksheep, you know. The dai zui gao yang.

Like they say I'm someone who for some reasons 
have a lot of guilt. I don't have much regrets on the things I do,
but when I do have it's like heavy shit regrets on the things that has happened. 

Six in the morning Daniel fetched Sim Kuan and I to police station. Lol.
Won't forget that, must treat him someday. I mean he was surprisingly patient and all that.
Maybe because he has gotten into deep shit more than once or twice
and a lot of people helped him out too? ^^

People like that they always have help when they're in deep shit la. 
We did a lot of shit to catch the thief, but a lot of them just treat it as 
a small matter. Especially those security guards and police.
Because it's easier for them to turn a blind eye. 

G6 manager or dunno what shit was also really rude
when he realised it happened at Vertigo not G6.
Deng, if it happened at Vertigo sure he doesn't want to stay there,
make sense that he would take refuge in the club next door. =.=

So realistic right this world. When you're a customer they put on a smiley face.
Other times they shoo you out. How very nice.

Vertigo after clubbing hours there was a meeting, a bunch of em bouncers sitting at Bianco,
long fucking sofa with like 30 of em one spot.

Imagine- big buff indians with piercings sitting in discussion.
Fucking look like mafia meeting, seriously.
The Vertigo bouncers are the rudest I've ever met, compared to
Beer Factory, Movida, Mist, Aquasonic, G6, Zouk etc.

Seriously. Arrogant big-shot rude ass workers.
They yell at their customers. What the fuck is that.
No wonder their business getting so lao yah. 

But people still go there, you know. 
They think expensive means good.
Now I'm just turned off from clubbing.

Before this was Xuan who was on then off.
Then Sim Kuan. SK is on/off.
Xuan is got boyfriend then OFF
Mine is.. when also quite on.
But cannot la. Damn lifeless wey.
Already experienced all the clubbing shit.

Maybe it's a sign to take hiatus from clubbing.
Maybe after a while I may go some place I really like.
But for now it's about work. It's about getting my shit together
learning to be more adult and tolerant.

And prepare myself for college again, because Esmod really broke my spirit.
I hope the second time round will be sweeter. Ho hum!

That is all for today. 

All I hope for November is to find the thief, break their legs
finish my job nicely, prepare to party like shit during end of Dec
to start of Jan, then prepare to go Raffles mid-January.

Okay okay! Keep calm and carry on.
There's always a better tomorrow,
and when you hit rock bottom the only way is up.
And every cloud has a silver lining.
And it is the darkest before dawn.

LOLOL. Favourite sayings.

Update more when I have time :3
Nine hour shift, either 10-7 
or 12-10. Six days leave in a month I think.
Hope to have one on Chi Cheng/Xuan's bday.
You know la weekends, they need workers
and weekends is when you want off =.=

Okay okay. Five hours left to sleep ma de.
So much of stock to display label tie store.cihweofh
So much of things superiors will say. hdwoehfeoif
Oh yeh and that Assistant Manager from Best
got transferred elsewhere ^^ HOW NICE. 
That zombie nonsensical accusing guy.

Bye guys! Party Princess will be away for a month,
Budget Barbie taking over. I will be back!



Saturday, 17 November 2012

Tea at Ben's



Had some teatime with my ladies, courtesy of Siet Yen's urging.
Venue of the day was Publika, Solaris.

The allotted time was 2pm, set my alarm 1.20pm.
Ten minutes later Jennie banged the heck out of my door 
while I was still in bed.

Lol. Reminds me of Penang weyh. 
Jennie the noisy effing morning bird.
CHIRP CHIRP CHIRP!!!HU!U!H all the way.

Xuan and I are the late risers.
Siet Yen came to my house next, then Xuan.
Xuan took a little longer because she had to drop her sis off :3
All of them have errands to run for their family...
I offered to fetch my daddy to buy newspaper before,
he shouted no thank you. He doesn't trust my driving :(

Publika! Xuan was designated driver or the day :3
She's good with directions hoho~

Ate at Ben's! Really suitable place for teatime. Lolol.

Had their trademark house salad. Erm. Too grassy for my liking,
I felt like a cow chewing grass eating this :/

LOLOL. They should add some salmon!!!!
Or fruit. Their food also feels a bit overpriced,
feels a lot like places where Bangsar milfs would frequent. HAHHA.

I think Ben's is good when you are really hungry.
I was at the point of half full and half hungry.
I hate it when there's not much which caters to that sort of appetite! *w*


This is a typical Jennie face when she is trying to make her point.
Chi Cheng as usual, dreaming ^^ she dropped by for lunch,
off to her bee's later ^^ Must be dreaming of him muahahah


Took my bag out! Still clean, don't know for how long ^^
Beside mine is Xuan's. HAHA. My current bag is considered big for me,
but my friend's bags are always bigger. Espo Siet Yen's.

Her minimum size is my max size.

SEE. That bag is one of her "smaller" bags. HAHAH!
Requested the waiter to take a picha for us. 

Anyway, there is a new trend word- Selca.
Seen it on insta before. Jennie asked.
Xuan to the rescue! HAHA!

She said it's like an euphemism for camwhoring.
Self, and capture. Ta-dah! SELCA.

Wondermilk cupcakes. MMMM. They look deli~!

Also where we camwhored most.
Okay selca and friendca la. MUAHAHA

Mint green all over, and I love pastels. 
 Wanted to dress kiddier that day. 
Hence the pastel colours. And kiddy bag.
HAHA! Juicy necklace, juicy shoes, juicy bag.
It's like renewed addiction.

I used to like it a lot when I was twelve wtf.
The Simple Life, all the time.
Paris Hilton and her antics.

Watched this clip, teaching you how to manipulate your features to 
look younger or older. Hmm, I mix a bit of both okie :3

Mini plants and checkerboard tiles.

Banner of five cheeky ladies.

 When the shutter goes off too quickly 
and gets the candid moments before you manage to pose.

Random shot of Siet Yen.
I so good at paparazzi shots and editing, I know. ^^

Vintage cottage.

Went to Giza after that. 
Didn't stay at Publika long because there was honestly not much to shop. 
Even if there were nice clothes, they were so... overpriced. 
Like they look boutique level but with highstreet price. =.=

As usual, dropped by at F Block.
Grab. Clothes damn cheap.
 But.. I have a hard time filtering their clothes. 
A lot of them look nice, but they look... HMM.
Not nicely made? Stray strings, tacky beads, barely breathable fabrics.

But of course. 
Their price is killer, and there are diamonds in the rough among them.
If you match it well. :3
So what the heck. Still love F Block! *w*

Satisfied my Gong Cha cravings. So desperate man wtf.
1u doesn't have Gong Cha nor Ochado :(

I buy bubble tea, only for their toppings. HAHA!
Ai-yu jelly, grass pudding, basil seeds, pomelo seeds, pop egg.
YES PLEASE! I love you guys! ^^

I just want to chew and swirl the gummy coolness around my tongue.
It's like an absolute relief on a hot tropical summer day.
But shit. I need to stop. Because of the toppings, they cost like RM8 one shot.
Enough to buy a meal at mamak already eh!

Add add add ten becomes hundred hundred becomes thousand.
It's why cigarettes are such an expensive habit.
Must save money yoh.

LMAO. Played dress up when I got home. I do things like that.
Girls do things like that.

Put on make up just to take pictures, and then take it off.
It's like experimenting and knowing what to draw in a jiffy the next time.

Subconsciously did my eyeliner a la Ellie Rose of Vivi fame.
You know when you don't know why you're doing something
but your hands are doing it without reason.

Yeh. My hands just ignored the upper eyelid and went for the lower one. AHAHA.
But my wing is not missing, of course ^^
Tightlined the bottom waterline. 
Smudged a lil' at the ends.

Can't really see in pichas :3

Changed into another dress, worn only once during Halloween.
Think I might wear it for Vincent's birthday tomorrow.
Meh, I'm confused. 

But I think it's wonderful that the problems I have on my hands now,
are simply... what outfit to wear and what to eat. ~,~

Wing it up! Ngehehehe.

Decided to update my blog eventhough I updated it yesterday. HAHA! 
Just because the mood strikes!

Also that it's four in the morning and I still feel energetic.
No wonder I was feeling lazy in the afternoon.
The case of upside down circadian cycle again!
Darn it, sleep properly! >,<

That's all for tonight, tata lovelies! :)

Friday, 16 November 2012


If you're wondering what tattoo I would get, here's the answer-
I want broken feathers which slowly form the silhouettes of birds flying.

Flying in utter freedom.

Is it weird to feel trapped,
from having too much freedom? 

For having so much freedom in making decisions,
you only have yourself to blame when you make the wrong one.

Wait- what did I say?
Yeah, birds are always right.

Go birdy.

Monday, 12 November 2012

Birthday bash

Hello Hello! 

Had an eventful week, with shitload of pictures from it. ^^

 This was on Thursday, Gwenllian's recommendation.

Was supposed to have lunch but it was my first meal of the day!
Four in the afternoon, running late. 

Sim Kuan decided to spontaneously bleach her hair.
I thought she would look really wild, but kept true to her style actually.
Bleached the ends only, can be hidden when she flips her hair to the back :3
Going for blonde actually. I said the bimbo thing. HAHHA.
The stereotypes, and them dumb blonde jokes ^^
But blonde/light hair makes you look younger.

I just wanna touch up all over red. 
Or maybe do some hair treatment. SHINY.
Or perm. Loose waves.
Burgundy, copper, I love those shades. 
Red with a little brown is alright.
I like red. MMm~

This quaint little place, Gwenllian chose for their butter chicken.
Yesh, good recommendation. The sauce was sex, I love eating rice with a lot A LOT
of sauce. Cheesy. Tomato ish. Whateva!

Probably because I wanna eat pasta-styled rice. Like carbonara or bolognaise but with rice ^^

The place was at Menjalara. So orange right.
I don't mind being a food/fashion/party blogger.
It's like. Blog about having fun. MUAHAHA

Their walls were full of vintage icons. Audrey Hepburn, Marlene Dietrich.


Jblock, in her blue black white palette of course. ^^

 Le orange partner.

Well, low-key outing. 
Just met up for lunch and had a long chatting slash gossiping session.
But going out with em, is always having the mood to dress up.

Well, most of the times ^^


Friday, the next day. Headed up to 1U to get presents for our November baby girls.
Siet Yen and Mei Yen, YENS

Chi Cheng couldn't make it for the night but she came to buy pressie :3 HEHE
All of us wearing blue and black palette.
Gwenllian in love with her Topshop leigh skinnies. 

Went with Jennie while the apples went together. (driving to 1U)
The apples- apple shape. Skinny limbs, ample boobies. 
Fat mostly go to tummy. 

Mine is pear, big ass. HAHA.
Jennie is coke. She said coke quite curvy.
Then I asked her to compare with hourglass.
HAHAHHA. Sorry sorry ^^ some shit I read of CLEO
years back. I think. Or Seventeen.

Them apples have soft dye-able hair, tanned skin. 
Jennie and mine are like black and thick.


Michael Kors finally opening their doors after months of renovation.
Not dissapointing at all! It looks more hi-brow compared to other stores.
Because it's 1U. :3 At Pavilion, hi-brow is the standard already.

Chi Cheng has an eye on one of their bags. She and Daniel, crazy. 
Spend thousands on each other during birthdays and valentines.
HAHAH! But I think it's sweet, like you'll always remember
the person who gave those things to you when you're using it.

Hmm. But I think for me I'd feel odd using it after breaking up?
Well, can always sell it and buy another one.
Like what adults do when they divorce.
Take the diamond out of the ring and make it into a necklace
or something. :3

With the Chi Cheng. HEHE.
She's always smiling for no reason at all :3

Wearing red lipstick, because my outfit was all black.
But. I think dark/contrasting make up looks better on photos
but makes me look old in real life.

Mei Yen's birthday was like...
Dark eyebrows, heavy eyeliner and bright red lipstick.
And then Siet Yen one was brown eyeshadow and eyeliner, 
baby pink gloss and some blush. 

 Of make up, I don't mind spending on lipgloss the most.
Others, I don't mind skimping and buying chapalak brands.
Also because lipgloss is the only make up that I bother bringing in my handbag,
so packaging must be pretty a bit right.
Lipgloss- so pink, girly, SHIMMERY. 

YSL are my favourite, but I can only get them when I'm travelling.

Oh wait. I googled. HAHA! 
Tangs Pavilion has YSL cosmetics. :3 OHHHH
Ma de. Should've went earlier today.
Okay okay. Will keep in mind.

YSL because their lipgloss are fruity and yummy(lychee?) and 
I feel like making out with myself after applying em. HAHA! Jk jk.
But one of them has a faulty cap, spilled in my bag before !@#$%
 Dior is also nice! Majolica Majorca is moisturizing.

Okok. But the bad thing is I get lazy to reapply them,
it's gone if I get anywhere near food, which is all the time.

Jblock with her tame dip dye on show~

Chi Cheng and Xuan went to Topshop
while Jennie went to Kitschen.
They all shop like crazy there.

For me it's Zara and F21 :3
Topshop is suited for skinny no hips people. SERIOUS.
Espo their pants T.T

Raining all the day all the night really.
Like being in London.

The day right after- Friday, was Mei Yen's birthday celebration.

The venue was at somewhere near Ampang,
far and no one really knows where it was
but not questionable to change destination because it was
birthday girl's orders.

Used Waze app and was brought to housing area and back alleys and god knows where!
Like really dark roads with zero street lamps...

Lucky we had each other ~,~
Jennie was the driver, I was the navigator.
Damn pressure but I think more so for Jennie.

Last minute turns. When I ask her to turn right, she swerves her car right away.
Took about an hour plus but we reach. FINALLY.

Called Tamarind Springs, the decor was beautiful.
Eventhough it's hidden in the middle of nowhere
away from the city, but there were quite a lot of people.
A few foreigners too.

The wall was full of foodie awards. LOL.
Unassuming eh

I loved their complimentary starters. The chips. YUMMY.
The Green curry was also sex. Quite pricey, about RM40 per dish.

They serve Burmese/Siamese cuisine. A little bit like Thai.
Well Malaysians can take spicy food, no braplem!

Candles all over the place, they also have a swimming pool downstairs.
The atmosphere is like being in a hotel?

I wished they made the place brighter, and put air-cond while maintaining 
it to be open air :3


My best friend with the ever contagious... chicken laugh.

Like hotel lobby. From Thailand.

Behind the scenes

The red door that Mei Yen kept asking us to look out for while trying to find 
the place via GPS.

Result. Jennie brought plenty of her polaroids to burn, 
she didn't even care what we took picture of.

Haha! Because her mama buys boxes of em and they were expired.
I thought like, few weeks expired so what's the hurry.
But she was like. It's expired for FEW YEARS. Q,Q

It's a bit like  hit and miss and her tip was those peach colour ones
are confirm BLANKS. Others they do come out, but maybe a lil lighter than normal films.
But still, it was fun to use em.

Have always been contemplating about getting Diana Mini or Fisheye Baby.
I love the vintage film effect, but the thing is I need the "instantness" of digicam.
To use on blog, facebook, instagram.

Hmm. I wonder how if I scanned it? Should try it.
Printer has scanner option but I've never fiddled with it before.

Doraemon cake as surprise for Mei Yen, from Chi Cheng and Amanda.
She shouted a lil' when it came. Lol ^^

Hope Mei Yen had an enjoyable birthday :3

After that, headed over to Aquasonic.
The girls came! But left early, had some stupid police mishap.
Blow up a small thing into a big thing. So free, eesh.

Of course, happy happy to see my college mates! 
Still MISS being sampat with em.

HAHA! As usual, the sampat gang is on for outing.
It's not like stress will make them not go outings.
They go outings, to de-stress.

So really it depends on how you see it,
what kind of person you are- introvert/extrovert?

Love em Love em! Karyn popping out crazy dance moves all over the place.
The Bartender, The Egyptian, The Shimmy.



Siet Yen. 

The one who had ten hours of sleep. 
Over the course of FIVE DAYS.

HAHAH! I've forgotten how it feels to be that stressed.
Rushing assignments till having one or two hours of nap...

But still. Look okay ^^

The dogs. HAHAHA

Met at private parking, as usual. 
Most of them made it, those who didn't , were with family :3

Qi Yao chose the place, Siet Yen's bee.
None of us knew the place, but it was alright 
because Qi Yao led the way ^^
his bro was the one who told him about it.

Kelana Jaya, all the Sunway hai will know it.
Pass by everyday otw to college.
Sim Kuan thought it was near KL. so cute ^^


They make it look like it's by a port.
Ma de. Look like ocean, but actually it was a lake :(

I wanna throw a cruise party.!!!!!!!!!
Like. Rent a yacht or something. With jacuzzi and all.
MMM. Champagne everywhere too.

Look like seaside right. ^^ cheat one :l

Polaroids, by the boxes.

With the Taylorian ladies ! :)


Blowing kisses in the air~~

There were also like a quartet, and they come by to tables to sing Happy Birthday.
I must've heard them sing like three times before finally singing Siet Yen's.

They got the wrong birthday girl at first lol. 
I want a crown next birthday. Or tiara.
I like puffy hair on top!

When you are the birthday girl, you should be so overdressed
you'd never have to worry about being upstaged.
I mean why not. Birthdays, weddings. You are THE STAR.

The Bees. Realised Siet Yen likes to wear white on her birthdays. 
Actually. Three years straight.

Wore white as well, dress from Siet Yen's store.
Because it was a maxi and I didn't know where else to where it.

If you have a good outift, never waste it on unimportant occasions. 
AHAHA! That means dressing up is a form of giving face, right right~

 Ended quite late, eleven? Not sure :3

Nice to see everyone yoh! :*


Went to Beerfact after that to meet Nicholas.
His birthday celebration too! HAHA! 
And Elecoldxhot's Chriz Ooi. 
Don't know how many celebrations he had man.

Also saw Vincent! With his brother and his girlfriend em.
His girlfriend so the friendly. Brother also actually. HAHA
Next Saturday,  Vince's birthday event at Vertigo.

Over Siet Yen's dinner, urging everyone to go Swedish House Mafia.
And whatever people asked, I was like... ON ONLY.
I mean I'd rather have the good and the bad 
and have nothing at all.

Swedish House Mafia's last tour.
Was settling for the chill-out zone(what a sedate name I know :<) 
but then Daniel and Jennie thought of going party zone, almost double the price.
RM250? But still okay okay , affordable.

I don't mind paying if a lot of people is going.
I think the most worth for money event was New Year's Eve at Encorp Strand.
Lol. Actually. No need pay at all. Get to see Mizz Nina and fireworks and gymnast and shit. ^^

And I so noob, I didn't know Ingrosso and Axwell were from SHM. =.=
I have their songs in my playlist, but it never occured to me who were in SHM.
HAHHA. Damn noob I know!

ANYWAYS. Hope everyone can go. January 18, Friday.
The Indian also coming back.
Kj, daniel, chicheng, qiyao, sietyen, xuan.
Look pretty up for it. 

Drag more people in, make it happening.
Later like David Guetta! Not enough peepo to rave!
Hope they put their speakers to the max also ^^
At sunway lagoon. OKOK.

I also left my car at DPC and had to ask Ping Kuang to get me there
five in the morning.

Half way through he was dying to explode. 
Went over to Yen Shen's house to borrow restroom.
Laughed like shit man ^^

Sunday was going to Pavilion, love chilling at La Bodega.
Because they have a lot of magazines and you can people watch. 
I don't get bored.

Okay initially I wanted to get some clothes but I went into Juicy.
And then the salesperson kept urging me to try their stuff.

And the fluffy bag was so cute. 
It's like. When you know you want something.
You keep looking in the mirror. But it down and look at other stuffs
but still... come back to the same thing because that's where your heart really is !@#$%

Bought it because it matches my wallet too but they get dirty easy.
THE VELOUR. MA DE. Turn yellow. I hope my bag won't go that stage so fast ^^

Gonna try to clean it at home. The BAG SPA. RM120 to clean one small fucking bag.
Can die. But they say Chanel also send their bag there for cleaning.
Still. RM120 can buy SO MANY BAGS from Sungei Wang. HAHAH

Realised I do buy things in pink , if there is the option.
Heck. Even the laptop I'm typing on is pink ~,~

I guess my heart still stays true to all things girly and pink.
Red is my second lover, okay okay! ^^

Anyway today I looked at my car and wondered why it didn't have gold-plated handles instead.
Going cuckoo over gold hardware :3

But okay. Have been spending a lot sumore not going college, what is this.
But most bags I have, most from year-ends or starting of the year.
It's like supressed urges that come undone after a year long draught...

My relatives anyways, asked me to complain to the principal about the teachers as well
To get compensation and all that.

All I'd say is don't go to Esmod unless you want to become some depressed motherfucker.
Another girl who dropped out- Samantha, she said she gave up because the environment was too negative and stressful.

And it's true. Out of fourteen, around eleven have cried because of the stress.
Why do they keep thinking that stress is the only way?
Can't they use encouragements instead, eesh.

And then there's the shady undertones, shady past.
I'll go collect what's left. My fault for choosing it man.

ALSO! Saw Jason Bu while I was walking at Pavilion! HAHA
He said he used to study at Raffles, but went to IFTC.
He said... Raffles is quite relax one. LOL.

Okay. Find work soon. Bye.

Thanks for staying tune peepo! MUAH! :*