The Aftermath~

I was so proud my body withstood a week of viral and bacterial rampage, without having to fall out of Sports Camp(and being the 1st programmer to do so, haha), but having to suffer the consequences of enduring sickness for so long now. Sports camp is finally over, and yes it brought back many memories when i was a freshie. The only difference is that the programmers do not enjoy the camp the way the freshies do. We enjoy each others presence in the midst of suffering and toil. We enjoy the fruits of our labour. We enjoy the willingness of others to come forward to help despite our tiredness. In the completion of the camp, some may feel lost, some may look forward to to SU15, while others will feel confused. I feel that life has to move on, and in doing so, am preparing for the next wave to come, the WUG wave. One that will not hit me as hard as the SU14 wave i presume.

Supposedly, this week is a week of rest and preparation, but it seems unlikely to be one. Activities and meet ups have already stated to fill the moderately packed week, and soon, it will be one that is so recognisable on my schedule.

Sports Camp~

See you in 7 days folks:)

The Tippers~

In my last few days of work, i suddenly managed to get alot of tips. Although the amount pales in comparison with some of my fellow colleagues, it is still is a substantial amount, which can sometimes double my wages for that day. Sometimes you just wish to get "ang mo" customers, because of their higher propensity to tip than their asian counterparts. And sometimes, one would even guess whether one customer would tip before he/she even places an order. I'm so guilty of that. Nevertheless, incidents that happened today have taught me a very simple, a very widely taught lesson that we should never judge a book by its cover, because i received a tip from the least expected customer that i predicted would tip.

They were two indian guys (not that i have anything against the indians, and i'm not racist by the way), who had unkempt hair and dressed like they were going to one of those small restaurants in Little India. The way they were looking through the menu was as if they couldn't afford some of the items in there. In the end, they ordered a small salad and an appetizer. For two guys, that was the first for me. Their total bill was $17 plus, and they left behind $2 of tips for me. That's like more than 10% of tips. Although in absolute terms, it was not really much, but it touched my heart, and made me feel ashamed of myself for judging someone before they actually proved themselves to me. It was an interesting and reflective 2nd last day of work for me. I hope tomorrow would be one to remember.

Of Plans & Preparation~

Planning and preparing for something can only get you this far. Yeah like this far. Planning for a war is useless if u don't have soldiers who knows how to execute your plan. What we can do, we have done. It all depends on the external forces on tt day. If they don't screw us up, we won't be screwed. We have sowed 1 year of hard work, let's see the harvests reap.

Trans or not?!~

On the train home from work today, I think i sat opposite a transvestite. One who looks too much like a lady, yet has suspicious characteristics that resembles that of a man. I was guilty of checking her out from head to toe, to come up with a short list to determine whether she is a trans. Hence, the list to determine that she is trans.......

1. Strokes hair unnaturally and without the flair of a lady
2. Leg veins popping out too much.
3. Abit the tall leh...around my height.
4. Her toenails look like mine.
5. Wear a nice dress with a watch that doesn't seem to match.(not a usual characteristic of a girl)
6.She looks too big compared to the girl next to her. Her arms are seriously big, not big like fat but big like...a guy. Body frame of a guy....

Although she really looked quite stunning, but luckily i looked twice and thrice and i didn't fall for those plastic surgery....

S06C Class of 2003

(or half of it)~

A Random Post~

The next 4 weeks will be a roller coaster ride, one with up and downs and many changes in direction. I'll be quitting my job at brewerkz microbrewery, in pursuit of full concentration, or rather fuller concentration towards Sports Camp. In my short 6 week stint working as a waiter, I've really learnt to humble myself to serve other people, not to mention balancing trays on my shoulders and plates on my arms, memorizing the vast menu that brewerkz has, and exposing myself to various beers and alcoholic drinks. Looking back, this has definitely been a rewarding experience, no matter how demeaning it might seem to some.

Sports camp is starting in less than 2 weeks. After one whole year of preparation and hard work and in the process having fun and sometimes being a bit of a letdown, I hope that the camp will be a success. After which, I'll be washing my hands off from Sports Club, a decision that has been made very much early before sports camp starts, a decision that stirred mixed feelings from different people, a decision that is firm and irrevocable. Perhaps I'm just a person who comes and goes in people's lives. In the activities i get involved in, i can't just find one and settle down in it, maybe because of my hunger to try everything at the same time, hence the inablity to commit to any fully.

School is starting in 3 weeks. So is World University Games. Despite wanting to settle into the academic term as quickly as i can, I yearn for that extra competitve feeling i can't get in a local tournament. (I think i made my previous point here). In primary and secondary school, missing two weeks of school is like "yeah man!! Missing school!! Woohoo!" In university, missing two weeks of school is "Oh shit..I'm screwed". That's what my head is telling me. My heart is telling me "Arh F*** it. Just go for WUG."follow your heart, not your head has always been my personal mantra. So started training seriously, and gonna get back into shape soon. Gonna try to woop some asses.

SU14 Senior Camp~

It was fun, but tiring. Bonds were strengthened and forged. I am already feeling the heartache by the thought of SU14 ending and the disbanding of the programmer committee.

Excuse me Sir??

Would you like your pint of beer

1. In a glass?
2. On your shirt?
3. On the seat?
4. Or on the floor?

I felt like a million assholes after i spilled a whole pint of darkside lager on this customer today, who was quite stunned by the whole fiasco, but was quite gracious about it with me not receiving a whole load of vulgarities from him. OH MY GOODNESS...... I would be like WTF!@#! if someone spilled something on me in a restaurant. I bet he was traumatized, cos i was. Definitely a first for me, and most probably for him as well. A few of my colleagues came to console me, but still,i felt soooo sorry, the feeling could not have been expressed in words, but only in action and of which I would require the assistance of my manager, who gave the guy a free brewerkz shirt to change into, gave the whole table of 8 first round of drinks and food free of charge, plus a 50 dollar voucher for the next visit.

Had a bad day? Tell me about it.

I want to......

but i can't...

I need to...

but i won't.....

Great Day @ Work~

Why issit a great day at work?

1. I worked 11 hours on a Saturday.
2. I was a server for the entire 11 hours.
3. I broke a plate at work
4. I didn't work with a particular supervisor.
5. I ate at the restaurant for the first time for my break and got to eat 2 free desserts.
6. I worked the night shift with 4 wonderful ladies who helped me out alot. Really alot.
7. I was approached by 2 beautiful ladies in their early 30's who told me I was the image they were looking for for their boutique store and asked me if i was interested in retail and sales. It made my day.
8. I got 40 dollars worth of tips. Woohoo! Monetary incentive for physical losses.

Sleeping well tonight. Definitely :)