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MOVED~!

To be continued at

www.celinerella.blogspot.com

Enough sad posts here! Say bye to my wordpress! And I return back to my old blog… ^_^

 

Jayler’s Full Month

The proud mama celebrating her 2nd baby’s full month!

This is her big boy! He usually ignores me when I went to visit Yan. This time round, he came to me and called me “Ah-Yeeee!” He don’t even let me touch him last time, now he lets Mel carry him -_-

Here is the star of the day!!!

Soon after,  another 2 mummies arrived…

Here’s Candy and her baby girl…

Here’s WJ, with her baby girl…

When WJ needs to have her lunch, we get Mel to be the nanny – look at baby Ranice! SO cute!!

This gathering became mummies and babies topic. My 3 proud polymates!

Left Char and me so envy and wishing to join the group soon. Heh!

 

Pet Society

My sister is such a virus.

After spreading the bug to me, she happily leave me to struggle with the virus for her 4 days chalet.

I’m now stuck with the facebook Pet Society. Game addicted again.

Aaaaah!! This time round, their house, items, activities etc are much better than where my Pandy stays (prob they’d upgraded it but I didn’t check it out).

Take a look at my new pet!

This is how he look like when he’s newborn.  

After sometime, I decided that it is time for him to grow up. I gave him a total facelift. I found myself loving pretty things. I can’t resist it. I changed my pet to a female in the end. 

She’s too pretty!!

 

McDonalds Bug(s)

As I was having lunch with Alicia and Josh that Wednesday afternoon, I told the girls about maggots in the curry sauce. But Alicia and I still braved through it and ordered our filet-o-fish meal for $4.50 during the lunch value offer. I told the girls that even with its valued-value meal, there wasnt a queue to it.

Just then, on Saturday, I received an email telling me that there’s rats in Tampines branch McDonalds… Yrks!

Maggots in curry sauce:

http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?id=33986

Rats fall from ceiling of restaurant

http://singaporeseen.stomp.com.sg/singaporeseen/viewContent.jsp?id=33949

 

Where are you

As per all of you said in my comment box, I am so lucky to have all of you and being loved.

I have my usual Tuesday class with Wifey and nothing beats the physical care and concern that very evening. She was there to listen to me and to f Terence and my company’s agent upside down really makes me feel good. Not about the scolding part but it is because my bestie who stood by me.

On Wednesday, I met with Josh and Alicia for lunch. Both girls got so mad and they wanted me to write in to make a good complain and which they will terminates the agency service. Again, it’s their words that make me happy.

Thenafter, I went for my facial and massage. And the treatment went really well and I was treated like queen for the massage session.

The day completed with meeting my 2 dear cousins for dinner and shopping therapy. End up, only Amy bought a dress while Huiyu and I just window shop. I do feel the moment of fortunate to have people around me to tell me that I am not alone.

I can never thanks all of you good enough. Whether it is through the words you left for me at my commentbox or the SMS or the phonecalls, I am really thankful for all the wonderful friends I have.

What will I do without you?

Now, I should search for my oldself to come back. I remembered Alicia once told me that she loves my blog (http://celinerella2yrsstories.blogspot.com) as it is always so lively and happy. Its true that I never throw any emotion to that blog space of mine because I don’t want anybody to read me feel so frustrated or upset.

Whereas this wordpress tends to have every bad moments locked in.

Guess I will shift my blog space again – soon.

Here’s something else that I wanna share of what I’ve went through.

LASIK.

I never watched any video nor the hospital gave me any clips to watch before my operation.

Thank god I went through it and then to watch this clip with my perfect eyesight.

I had my eyes half opened while watching it. So please please, DO NOT WATCH IT if you wanna go for lasik ok. I swear the operation went much better than what you gonna see in the clip.

If you still wanna go ahead, click here – www.celinerella.blogspot.com

 

A BIG Thankyou!

Yesterday, 445pm –

I called to my company’s agency to check on my paycheck status. Stupidly that for these few days as I went back for my handover task, I hav to go thru a third party to handle my pay. Till now, I still dont understand why. I called last Thursday and SHE says SHE will check her faxes and let me know if SHE hav receives them.

SHE: Who is this?

ME: Celine

SHE: Are you a client?

ME: No, Im Celine from xxxxx company to check on the status……

SHE: (angry tone) Celine who? Who Celine? I hav so many Celine u know?!!?!!

ME: (give her my chinese name)

SHE: (angry tone x 5) you know wat, can you please call during office hours?? I’m driving now and I’m out for meeting you know?!?! How to check for u??

ME: (angry mode) (half-shouting since her car engine is so loud) THEN CAN U TELL ME WHAT’S UR OFFICE HOURS???

SHE: (angry tone x 10) 830 to 12pm!!

ME: FINE!

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Today at 11am –

ME: (in my very unhappy tone) Can I speak to SHE?

SHE: (in a soft lighted tone) Yes? May I help you?

ME: I’m Celine xxxxxx from xxxxxx company. I’m calling to…….

SHE: (loud tone) OH! YA! U sent in on 1Sept, as on book, u will get ur pay on 22nd of this month OK.

ME: (strong tone) Hw abt the faxes from AUG?

SHE: (angry tone again) Yes Yes! I just saw it. OKAY, so these are the finals right?? No more right?? If no more then I will proceed! Give me ur bank account number.

And then she repeat after very very fast and jus can’t wait to hang off the phone from me. WTF?!!!

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Last Week, I was kinda ‘forced’ by this RECRUITment agency consultant, Terence to go for an interview which I had told him like a thousand times that I won’t go for blah blah blah kinda of position.

I’m sorry probably I’m a little too head up now with the title of Executive and some sort of jobs I would not even want to take up ok.

Like wat? Like Receiptionist cum Admin Asst????

Even the company was really nice and the girl who chit chat with me was like:

“Errr…. with your positon and ur job duties from ur last company, why would u even want to come for this kind of job? Are u sure?”

ME: My agent didnt tell me upfront and be truthful to me that wat kind of job is this. He just tell me its a supporting role and sometimes mend the front desk awhile.

And of cos they sent me away say they be underusing my talent for this kind of job.

My boss let me choose to leave my job post as we just got staff who be fully incharge of some of the projects that I used to do. And she discussed with me properly that wat’s left be mostly like administrative and she feels tat I shouldnt stay in the office and do these kind of jobs. I shld go and explore more out there.

And this Terence wants me to go lower than what I’m currently doing?? Is he just trying to make me go down to hit his numbers of target to send the candidates? When I tell him I not going for it, then he nagged at me for a good 10mins the day before and made me feel guilty for his effort so I went. And for a job that he actually tell me only a half-story about.

I promise you, Terence, I will write your management a nice letter to compliment your mistake for the mismatch that you had done for me.

That morning, I left myself crying on the street.

I really haven get over with the blow I had the week before and here, he pushed me down even worse. I feel so stupid to waste my time, waste the other party time and waste my money on cab. I really feel sorry for myself.

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Just as I keep pushing myself forward, I keep telling myself tmr is a better day and it will be all well eventually.

Just as I tried to force myself to step out of my house and give myself reason to start a better day, I booked for my body massage as my shoulder really hurts so badly.

I arrived at my appointment time, Saturday 345pm –

They told me tat my masuse will be late for me and they’ll arrange for another lady to do scrub and steambath first.

So after my steambath, I was left all alone in the room for a good 30mins.

Nobody came and check if I’m still alive in the room.

I changed and I took my own card and walked to the counter and let them know that I was left unattended for so long. And I don’t think I should wait anymore.

I found that whatever is happening to me was too amused. Too amused for me to get angry and scold them. I just keep saying “Its okay” when they keep apologise. I can’t believe myself.

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Yesterday, 6pm –

As I was trying to nap away my unhappy conversation with SHE and trying to go over my head again and again what is wrong with me.

Then came an SMS.

I’m being “scolded” for something which I didn’t DO IT!

OMG!!

I seriously need a break ok! I don’t need to go thru the details here because I know you will be reading this and I don’t want to poke ur sensitive point and start the arguement and protesting again!

I’m having enough ENOUGH bad times ok! I really don’t need anymore of add on to make my life more interesting right now. Seriously. I really don’t need it.

I thanks to all the above who added colours to my life. I will live on.

I’m still trying hard to convince myself that everything will be over soon and I will be doing great.

I’m still pretending to be alright.

I’m still talking and laughing like normal, like any other days.

I’m still breathing and eating and sleeping like a human.

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For those who wants to know the above mentioned agency, can jus SMS me. I promise that I wont bark or anything and I will reply u the text.

I am still fine because I am still sitting well and alive typing this blog post.

 

Childhood Memories

Hmmm… Not familiar to me…

These are during my times…

My Top 3…

#03 – Bee-Bee

I always buy them at the mama shop which is just right below my block!

#02 – Country Erasers

That’s what we used to play during primary school time. Nowadays, all the kids are too spoilt with choices to play these erasers game!

#01- Captain Planet
After looking through the list, I was finding the sweet which is made out of the Ring shape. Cos I used to buy them with my primary school classmates as act like the planteteers! Then to realise, it’s the Captain Planet! Then my sis remembered that there’s pushpop!

The highlight – I laughed out loud when I saw this –

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A big thank you to all of you who have been comforting me these days. I’m not at my best of mood now and I would need more days to recover back.

I was better on Monday and today, it hit me really hard and I cried on the streets. Damn it!

These sucking days will be over soon and I will be okay soon.

Thanks for loving me and I love all of you (“,)

 

H-A-T-E

I was trying to dig out some photos which I know what I’m looking for.

 

Ended up, I dig out my past.

 

There it was, buried deep inside my closet, buried deep inside my heart.

 

I hate it.

 

I hate it when I was young.

 

I hate it the moment I tried to walk.

 

I hate it the moment I need to go to the kindergarten.

 

I hate it when I have to play with my classmates.

 

I hate it when they splashed water at me.

 

I hate it when my mummy leaves me in the class when I was in tears.

 

I hate it that it made me remember the sight where I see her walking away from the windows grill of that stupid classroom.

 

Because the moment I turned back to my class, it means the nightmare will start; the nightmare of being bullied. Why my mum still put me in there for people to bully me.

 

I hate it when I need to go Primary school. It means more nightmares await.

 

Everyone in the school hates me.

 

When I scored the second in class for PSLE prelim, everyone calls me a cheater so I did badly for my PSLE.

 

Good thing I messed it up, that is why I got my true best friends found.

 

But I still hate it.

 

I hate it when I forced myself to be an ah-lian.

 

I hate it when I caused only more problems to my friends.

 

I hate it when my teachers need to spend more effort on pushing me to work hard on my result.

 

I hate it when I fall in love at that age. I should be studying.

 

I hate it that I didn’t do well in my studies.

 

I hate it that don’t know why love exist in that era. It only cost you more pain to go through than sweetness and it made you lose your heart and soul to put studies in first place.

 

I hate it that the stupid TV shows taught us about love that time.

 

I hate it to think that I’m stupid trying to find love.

 

I hate it when my best friends leave me back to study.

 

I hate it when I’m left all alone in the same school, same environment but with no friends.

 

I hate it when I had to fight alone.

 

I hate it!!!

 

As I was chatting with my sister on her past (cos practically, I have no more past) and as I found the photos of her at like 4 yr old, I cried.

 

I hate it that why when we were young, we didn’t practice the hug and kisses.

 

I hate it that I feel so hurt and regret for not spending time closely with her. I am close enough with her now but why not then?

 

I hate it when there’s a period where I don’t get to see my dad all day, all week, all month, all year. I hate it that he have to work so hard.

 

When I’m up from bed for school, he’s already out to work. When I’m back home from school, he’s at another job. When I sleep, he wasn’t home yet.

 

I fhate it when he have to work so hard and he made me missed so much and made me cry to bed. Because I love him.

 

I hate it why I didn’t treasure my everyday life enough.

 

I hate it that I only realised how much I had missed out during my secondary school days. I didn’t have any good ECA and so I made myself to do well for my poly CCA. My heart ache when I have so much regret.

 

I hate it that I had made and create so much trouble for my teachers in the past. I always made them worried for my results; I made them worried for my assignments.

 

I hate it that I still didn’t do my best to be the good friend to my polymates.

 

I hate it when my poly-days photos dropped out. I missed Yuling. Why didn’t I really notice about her behaviour back then and helped her earlier?

 

I hate it when my friends are sick. She told me she was experiencing some changes in her body, why didn’t I take it seriously and force her to the doctor?

I saw my pageants photos as I was flipping the albums. I suddenly hate seeing myself in that thick makeup on stage.

 

I hate it my after poly life.

 

I fhate it that I don’t even wish to say about it.

 

I hate my present moment too.

 

I just hate

 

Hate

 

Hate everything.

 

So don’t ask me about my past. I really can’t remember much of it. Like what I told my sister, I might suffered from memory-illness. Where I only choose certain of stuffs to remember and as for my childhood, I had none of it.

 

Until those photos that just flow out of my cupboard. I won’t want to touch them again.

 

I hate them.