Working at delifrance :D

Today marks my 3rd day working at delifrance. Hmm... to start off let me introduce my job scope as a trainee. Basically i had to be in the front line doing sandwiches and cashiering.

1st day: I was damn blurr. I don't know hw to react to my colleagues. They give me that look that i am from china. I only get to know my outlet manager, Mr. Handary. He is a nice guy actually. He expression did not change even if i did something wrong. Weird thing is that he always ask about my mum. Ooppss....anyways a girl name Vi taught me how to do sandwiches. The sequence of doing it and the different type of topping. I felt happy coz during break time i got to eat the things that i wanted. I also mange to bring back some food for my family. Meet a cute guy who dines in at the restaurant. Up till now can still remember how he looks like vividly. Oh my gosh! *blush* <3

2nd day: Was late for work. Everybody was busy doing work. It was during busy period. I am still blur like sotong. I pack for customer wrong things. Get warning (scolding) from manager. Manager was not satisfied with my attire cause i did not roll up my sleeves properly. I have this feeling that i wanted to cry on the spot but i hold back my tears. During closing there were only 3 workers and the manager. I really don't know what to do. When i ask them, nobody reply to me. They pretend that they did not hear me. I was reprimanded for mopping and sweeping so slowly. Khairul said that do not have to sweep until o clean. But this theory is definitely opposing to my mum's theory: Quality not quantity.

Today: I was late again. Someone by the name of Liza taught me how to sanitize my hand before starting work. Also, abang manager taught me how to do cashier. I struggled alot; only Allah knows how i am feeling at that point of time. Only the third day of work need to learn cashier. Somemore they teach me openly in front of customer. WTH. I feel so paiseh. I don't know where to hide my face. Everyone is treating me like a slow poke. :( *tears*

Having said a few days of my experience with them i can roughly said that my bond with them is still not there yet. First thing is that they are foreigner. I mean...come on... like how long can we last in conversations? The weird thing is that they are acting like local people and i was seen as a foreigner. The environment is totally different form Seoul Garden. I seriously miss the old times. From what i can match:

Vi behaves like Ina
Khairul behaves like An
Awang behaves like Abg hazri
Kak Nor behaves like noreen and siti sab combined (complicated).

I need time and space to heal itself. I not that i don't like the new environment but llike it or not i have to adapt. I am their worker. I signed a contract with them. They know my name. They know hw i look like. They know how i react to their expression. I just can't turn back time.

Maybe a new love chapter begins here....or maybe i will witness love being shattered in front of again. Only Allah knows. Nobody know the future. But one thing for sure i am not going to work here forever. That's for sure. hehe.. gd nite. I am sooooo........tired. Tmrw 4-11pm. Can't be late again. I will always pray that tmrw will be a better day for me at work. Insyallah. Ya allah pls guide me along and reveal to me things which i am yet to learn. Pls do not hurt the feelings of those who will be teaching me. Pls give them patience and the willingness to teach me thru everything. Amin ya rabbal allamin.

Final year project

My final year project had just started a few weeks back and i m now suffering from the effects of it. I m very very behind time when most of my classmates concepts had been approved and mine is not. I felt so miserable? Why can't I just think on the spot? Why can't i just be CREATIVE? I purposely bold the word because that is the word that is killing me right now. CREATIVITY. My sister commented that i have no creativity even my lecturer shared the same view. What is wrong with me? God please help me

I don't to get a C grade again this time round. I really want to be in the A+ category with people like Xiao Qi, Hakimah, Mitch. Why can they get it so easily and I cannot? I can also be like them. I can also show to Mr. Sonny and Ms Marilyn that i have exactly the same standard like them. I don't want to be labeled inside a "slack" group because I am not one. Hopefully things will change fast and god blessed my doa so that i can think on the spot and be more creative in all kinds of things.

This time round my GPA grade, i aim for a 3.5 . I think it is a very reasonable goal that i should achieve in order to go to University. I seriously want to go to NUS. I must reach there no matter what. I must...insyallah. Allah, pls direct me along for this project. I can't do anything without your guidance. Amin...

Nobody understands me :(

I felt so dissapointed as nobody understood me. Even the closes being in my life; my family members regularly condemed me. Especially my elder sister. She always have this attitude of being "on top of the world". Really stuck up. I have seen this in her attitude in many occasions. For example in my religious class. She always scold me and giving me that annoying look when i wanted to copy what she wrote on her notes. What's wrong with sharing.

Another thing is that i loathe the part when she comes in between my conversation with my mom. All she say that i look stupid when i keep on browsing my fb acc. It is non of ur business lah... Like hello...nobody is asking for ur opinion. Stop being a kpo. Sometimes i wonder what she will say when her friends ask her to describe about her younger sibling. Hope out of ten things at least one will be a positive one.

My mom. She always like to repeat things which she had said a thousand times. I seriously hate it. If she don't mind yelling the same thing over and over again, let me make this clear; I MIND!!!

I felt so depressed. With no one to sit beside me and cheer me up. For yesterday and today have been free boring periods in sch. I had no one to talk with and at home family members are like fighting with one another. In school i felt so outcast. My group leader,nicole never regard me like part of her group. She always do things alone with jeanette. What is lacking in me? Ami not a good member who can produce wonderful suggestions. I can do work,ok. I m going to prove it to all of you. Doesn't mean i do not really talk in class equate to stupidity and unresourceful. Can't you people be a bit more humble.

When i turn to seoul garden friends, they are not there too. Zubaidah is busy with her romance world while ina is busy with other commitments. Hazri which i should not have mention, might be busy with his new love life with whoever it is. If tell hazri what i am undergoing now, he will careless. He is more interested with his new girlfriend. All he could think of is love,marriage and only her. Nothing else.

Me? Nothing. Dear Allah please send me a kind-hearted seoul who can listen to all my problems, who can understand me and someone who can cheer me up and make me happy in times like this. Pls ya Allah,you are the only one whom i can seek help right now and you are the only one who can understand how i feel now. Amin...