The Last Day

My employment at Topshop Midvalley has tentatively ended, TODAY!

That sentence sounds like I'm saying it very happily, but I'm not. Damn tak sampai hati laaaa :(

I know, 2 months is only 60 days and you're just a promoter, get over it.

But I'm starting to miss my friends there already! I don't really miss the job itself but it's such a happy place and they're all so fun people! It feels like I baru only get to know them and wanna close to them and then... now I have to leave.

And ya, there's facebook and text messages and Midvalley's so close and you're always at Topshop anyways so we'll all keep in touch, but things won't be the same one lor when you're no longer spending 8 hours a day with them day in day out.

Over the past 2 months, they've been not only my rakan sekerja but also teman for everything, especially gossip. There's always someone to go to for whatever you wanna bitch about; customers, colleagues, clothes, college, BFs, BFFs etc.

It's so bittersweet when we're all busy taking pics at closing and they tell you things like,

"we're gonna miss you so much laaaa'

"surely gonna be boring when you're not around anymore"

"you dah takde, tak sama dah"

"don't go laa, stay la few weeks lagi"

"owei you quit already, who am i going to talk to?"

"let's meet up sometime and go to chili's"

"let's go clubbing!"

"i'm gonna ask you to my birthday!"

"come to my wedding next year kay?"

"come and work part time when you're studying la"

"you're my best friend dekat shop"

BIG AWWWWWWWWW~~~~

FML to the Max!

I wanted to post this in bursts of 140 words or less but nooo, I needed to do a long rant-whine-and-bitch post soooo much. It's been days but I still feel so friggin' pek chek.

It started on Wednesday. It was my off day and all I wanted was to chill out and watch a movie. Later, I needed to go take care of my sister lah, but that I didn't mind. What got me was the effing massive traffic jams in KL, from KL to KJ and then in KJ itself. Garhhh. I spent close to 3 hours on the roads that day itself.

In the end, I got to watch my movie though. I'm not usually into sci-fi but Avatar was sooooooo much, much better than I expected. Okay frankly I had no expectations, but still, I would totally pay to watch this movie again. In 3D this time! Can't remember the last time I so happening go watch movie on opening night. Hehe.

Anyways, it was a late movie, ended at midnight so I got home real late and the next day I woke up super late. Like, 9 am. That was the first time since I started working that I woke up so late. Damn panic. I was dressed and out the door in 15 minutes and speeding towards MV. I even drove in the motorcycles' lane just to get past all the stupid morning traffic. I was soooo happy when I sampai just in time and then when I see the timetable; I saw that I was supposed to come in at 1 pm. Fucking great. I then had to work FULL shift on that day.

And then on Friday right, I was just sitting at home doing nothing when Howyee just called all of a sudden and asked if I wanted to go to Genting. Hell yes I did! I got dressed super quick, grabbed the thick jacket and scarves I never get to wear and I was in the car, speeding towards GK, Mariah on full blast.

Then suddenly, the radio turned off and the lights dimmed and I was like, Fuck. So I stopped at the side and thought maybe if I restarted the engine, it'd be fine. But once I killed the engine, I couldn't get it to start again. I was like soooooo fucking panic it was a total breakdown. I didn't know who to call and started to text random people.

I approached a bunch of uncles at a restaurant nearby for help but they were drunk and started shouting at me. Wanted to cry, I tell you. Called H and he wasn't giving helpful advice. He was trying to help but I was hysterical at that time. Called Howyee and she was as clueless as me when it comes to cars. Wanted to call Justina cuz her house was nearby but paiseh. A police car passed by. They stopped and looked at the car for awhile. And then they asked me to call my friends and to be careful while I wait cuz I might get robbed in that area. After an hour plus, another few policemen passed by. They fucking interrogated me like it was my fucking fault I was stranded in that godforsaken area.

After a couple more hours, Howyee and Junce and Rickeez and Chinyee came to my rescue. I am so grateful you would not believe. Thank you! It's nice to know you have friends that care so much they'd drive to an unknown place in the middle of the night and wander around lost more than a few times just to help you. And I'm sorry I ruined your plans! I was so disappointed cuz I was so looking forward to Genting. At times like these, I ask myself why am I not macho enough to know about cars and machines just so I can get myself out of shit like this. Haih. I've been so traumatized ever since.

Not a Fashion Designer

Yesterday I attempted my first fashion DIY and at first I bangga because it was the first time I ever did something like that. Pride came a little too early though. It was a total failure. Lucky I didn't waste my parents' money studying design or something. I'm totally hopeless.

Reason for the sudden project was because I suddenly really, really wanted... no, NEEDED fierce shoulders. Once I had this need right, it was all I thought about. I even walked the whole mall during my break looking for tailers to add them in. But because they were all so mahal and took so much time, I ended up trying to do them myself.

I knew I should have paid more attention to those articles and tutorials about how you can recycle and cut up old bras for the season's biggest trend. And also, I should probably learn how to sew so that I don't need to rely on Sellotape like it's my best friend or something.

Now My Sister Hearts Topshop Too

It was worth sangat braving horrendous public transportation to get to Topshop Pavilion for their X'mas parrrtaay.

At first I wanted to just give up halfway at KLCC and just sit at Chili's eating chips the whole night.

Glad I didn't. It was fab with hot models and a DJ and free food and pretty people and 20% OFF STOREWIDE.

I can't remember the last time I shopped with my F3 card. I even got into the X'mas mood and bought cute, Christmassy stuff =D

And OMG, Howyee was looking sooo pweeettyyy, I actually thought her clothes were loaned and her make up done by a pro. SO HAPPY to see her, even though she's a busy, busy girl now.

And OMGGGG LOOK, gorgeous male model getting hot and steamy with my teenage sister woot!

Who Doesn't Love a Good Sale?

I can't remember the last time I was so excited for a sale! Sales are usually such disappointing affairs and you end up going home empty-handed cuz everyone else got to the merchandise before you did or the sizes are all wrong and stuff but NOO, this was like the exact opposite.

All of the new part-timers (me included) were super excited for the staff sale cuz we heard soooo much about it but the old staff were all very blah about it so I thought maybe it won't be all that great after all.

I certainly didn't go with high expectations. I'd be fine even if I didn't buy anything or even if all I got was like a stupid tee or polo cuz you had to keep in mind that these items are more or less damaged and then when I managed to sneak a peek the day before, there were only like 2 rails of guys' stuff compared to the girls's stuff, which were hanging on like 10 rails. I told myself I was just there to see what a staff sale was like. Hehe.

Now I'm so HAPPY that it's not for nothing I woke up at 8 am on my OFF DAY and drove all the way to MV; the bargains were fantastic. Gor geous shirts and vests and cardis were going for 10 to 15 bucks, some virtually undamaged except for a missing button or something minor like that.

At first I felt like I was The Greedy One because I'm the only one from my outlet who came even though it's their off day. The rest of the staff were there because it was their shift. And I was there before 9! But that's totally because I was having breakfast with Howyee whom I haven't seen in ages, okay?

Then when I saw those who came all the way from places like JB just for the sale, I felt better about being there. I was also glad I wasn't working because all those who were, they couldn't come in even though they sooooo very wanted to. I spent hours inside! The staff from other places were scary though. They were waiting in front of the door waiting to serbu, like it was a race and there'd be someone blowing a whistle and then there'd be a mighty stampede.

Inside was pure havoc. Within minutes, 50% of the clothes were on the floor but thank God things remained civilized. Maklumlah everyone's like rakan sekerja so it was all very light and fun and no bitchfights broke out as I imagined. The most kua cheong was when the accesories was brought out. Everyone went crazy and in less than a minute, everything was gone. Sebabnya? Cuz they were friggin' FOC.

I managed to grab a couple but dropped it cuz I was carrying toooo many clothes. Some were mine but most of them were Azleena's who went totally siao and spent like 250 bucks in less than 15 minutes. I'm happy to know that something useful actually came out from me carrying armful after armful of clothes and hangers day in, day out. It was to prepare me for the sale because at one point, I was actually carrying god-knows-how-many-kilos of clothes what with Azleena's sequinned and feathered thingies.

Now I'm broker than ever but totally satisfied. Better than sex. When I came out, I felt like I had just finished running a marathon.

P.S. I wrote this last week but forgot to post it. Now I've already worn one of the shirts, given a dress and a vest to my sisters, sent two to my personal seamstress for repair hehe and bought a couple more things on a second round ;)