there's no greater love.
the past two days have been nothing short of insanity. too bad i lost my picture of the mountain of 40 000 bags. darn.
partner for day 1 - sebastian ! looks kinda sleepy here.
partner for day 2 - clement. doesnt deserve a picture cuz of his incessant niao-ing and shamelessness. BB boys. shakes head.
after work = time to collect pay and go home = :D
pat& juat at their work area
zihan and juat before repc began, when we were working hard while people took pay for playing poker cards all day !
mister potatoman juat drew out of boredom (we ended up sleeping.) notice the way his hands grow out where his ears are supposed to be. HAHAHA
this was breakfast. not too bad, eh ? nice and healthy. we had tasted food from every race during our work there. there was even thai food (though it didnt do any justice to the usual thai cuisine, the catered food was horrid.) st log wont beat this in a million years.
this was dinner once. yum.
counter staff ! the people who have to keep track of when to say good evening instead of good afternoon.
its been really tough trying to reign in my anger these two days
ive gotten a glimpse of working life that i really dont want to know about so soon. i guess the UGHness of it all adds up since it isnt exactly something i love doing. its too routine, too inflexible.
and i'm too picky.
being experienced is good, being skilled even without experience is great too. but none of that gives anyone any reason to get cocky, does it ? i guess we all gotta remember that we get better at what we do purely by our own efforts, with our own hands. without God by our sides nudging us along most of the way, i wouldnt want to imagine where all of us would be.
i think God dragged me back to suntec today kicking and screaming every step of the way to make me look at your better side. i'm still game for throwing a fit about the whole thing. not that it would help, really. giving consent to something youre not authorised to really doesnt makes sense. to think it cost me an entire day of time with the cg and in church. it makes me want to yell all the vulgarities i know.
duh, i wont. didnt.
what's with pride and face and ego ? it all adds up to zilch at the very end.
now in the darkness, God's light shines.
partner for day 1 - sebastian ! looks kinda sleepy here.partner for day 2 - clement. doesnt deserve a picture cuz of his incessant niao-ing and shamelessness. BB boys. shakes head.
after work = time to collect pay and go home = :D
pat& juat at their work area
zihan and juat before repc began, when we were working hard while people took pay for playing poker cards all day !
mister potatoman juat drew out of boredom (we ended up sleeping.) notice the way his hands grow out where his ears are supposed to be. HAHAHA
this was breakfast. not too bad, eh ? nice and healthy. we had tasted food from every race during our work there. there was even thai food (though it didnt do any justice to the usual thai cuisine, the catered food was horrid.) st log wont beat this in a million years.
this was dinner once. yum.
counter staff ! the people who have to keep track of when to say good evening instead of good afternoon.its been really tough trying to reign in my anger these two days
ive gotten a glimpse of working life that i really dont want to know about so soon. i guess the UGHness of it all adds up since it isnt exactly something i love doing. its too routine, too inflexible.
and i'm too picky.
being experienced is good, being skilled even without experience is great too. but none of that gives anyone any reason to get cocky, does it ? i guess we all gotta remember that we get better at what we do purely by our own efforts, with our own hands. without God by our sides nudging us along most of the way, i wouldnt want to imagine where all of us would be.
i think God dragged me back to suntec today kicking and screaming every step of the way to make me look at your better side. i'm still game for throwing a fit about the whole thing. not that it would help, really. giving consent to something youre not authorised to really doesnt makes sense. to think it cost me an entire day of time with the cg and in church. it makes me want to yell all the vulgarities i know.
duh, i wont. didnt.
what's with pride and face and ego ? it all adds up to zilch at the very end.
now in the darkness, God's light shines.
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