I broke at least 5 already over the past week i think. wine glasses, beer glasses, water glasses. whenever I try to wash them in the sink, something cracks. I have avoided washing up since then. let's hope my boss doesn't see this :)
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label work. Show all posts
Wednesday, April 04, 2012
summer plans
if I don't get an internship this summer (*crosses fingers*), I'm going to try starting a business. (*cross my heart and swear on my KitchenAid mixer*)
Thursday, March 29, 2012
opening night.
This is why i love my job.
I have 3 Jagerbombs in my system, all for free. I saw my boss dead drunk and knocked out for an hour, made friends with two pretty beer ladies, networked with two customers who do F&B (and bought us drinks).
How many jobs allow you to do that (including drinking on the job?)
It may end late, but somehow it always seems worth it in the end, even though the pay isn't exactly the best.
Now, to prepare for class in the morning.
Now, to prepare for class in the morning.
good night!
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
At the rate i'm blogging, i think my blog can be titled with the status ' INACTIVE '
up till now i haven't had the time (or more like i'm just too lazy to make the effort) to blog.
Continued from the last post, the events that have occured since:
1. Ochre dinner where vinnie, suen and I went to visit Liu,
2. Sheena's esplanade performance ( go to Sheena Hong FANCLUB (: on facebook for details)
3. My last elementary 1 nihongo no ressun and how I passed the tesuto.
4. Chinese New Year - Reunion dinner, almost non-existent valentine's day, first day of visiting, Provence company CNY dinner with B&J supper after at Dempsey.
Salami Pizza @ OChre ($18) ; San Pellegrino (sparkling water - $7)
Grilled Fish ($23) - and this dish has a story that goes with it!
Braised Chicken ($18)
Cuore Mobido [Choc Lava Cake]($12)
Mille Foglie [pastry with pistachio custard filling] ($12)
the only shot we could sneak with Liu on the 'Roof', and i think our eyes all popped after paying for the bill, hance look like this.
vinnie and the metal man.
Sheena nana! and Amos on the guitar.
Chocolate initiated gang-fight?
Chicken franks. really troublesome things.
rocker chicks!
Vivo outlet <3 [CNY dinner]
Pictures have thus completed my 1000-word plus blogpost.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
work.
The syndrome has hit me again, the one where I get bored of things really fast and want to move on to the next thing. It's been exactly a month, if i count the first day as training. I've settled down, taken on more roles, have tried new methods, but still am rushing against the clock everyday. Overtime is a lesser occurance to me now, that means I go home earlier, and lesser pay. Still, I feel obliged to work at the bakery even though well, I'm just going nowhere, it's been preventing slowing me down from doing many things I've planned to do a long time ago, and the pay is always on the edge of my mind. It's human nature to keep comparing with others, but the passion for baking has been subdued since a few days ago. I guess we'll have to wait and see if it really gets to the point where my mind is constantly on quitting thoughts, meaning that I really don't like my job anymore. My body's probably taking a beating from all the lack of sleep (almost the same as those long-lost school days), hockey and little rest time there is in between my schedule, but i'm still wishing I had more time for LIFE.
The syndrome has hit me again, the one where I get bored of things really fast and want to move on to the next thing. It's been exactly a month, if i count the first day as training. I've settled down, taken on more roles, have tried new methods, but still am rushing against the clock everyday. Overtime is a lesser occurance to me now, that means I go home earlier, and lesser pay. Still, I feel obliged to work at the bakery even though well, I'm just going nowhere, it's been preventing slowing me down from doing many things I've planned to do a long time ago, and the pay is always on the edge of my mind. It's human nature to keep comparing with others, but the passion for baking has been subdued since a few days ago. I guess we'll have to wait and see if it really gets to the point where my mind is constantly on quitting thoughts, meaning that I really don't like my job anymore. My body's probably taking a beating from all the lack of sleep (almost the same as those long-lost school days), hockey and little rest time there is in between my schedule, but i'm still wishing I had more time for LIFE.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
It's been such a long time since I stank so badly.
And I'm sure to be aching from neck to calf tomorrow.
But it was fun (:
Work wise, I've seen a new person come in, and is leaving already. Yes, it's a repetitive job, and I guess for one who is trained in the wider arts of pastry, this job is like an A level student doing PSLE. Anyway, my job, really is all about multi-tasking. AT A SUPER LEVEL. You've gotta put bread in and out of the oven to bake, note the time for bread proofing in the oven, anticipate which breads are going to run out in 2 hours time and do it ahead, and KEEP COUNT. Yes, that's a pain in the ass, the counting. Slows everything down, but I guess we've gotta keep track. Yes, multi-tasking and time management, plus doing things as fast as possible without burning or over-proofing any breads, cutting inconsistently, knocking things over, or burning yourself. That's my job. And I just worked 2 consecutive 12-hour shift days[about there] on nichiyoobi to getsuyoobi. Subarashi ne? Tsukareta e.
I've had two dreams the last week. Which I managed to remember because I typed them down on my phone when I woke up. But I won't go into detail [tsukareta karadesu]. One took place in America-San Francisco, where me and my family were stuck in some building amid a hurricane storm that trapped us in. And the other, was about ant infestations, and Val's golden retrievers - Coco and Angel with some other mutt, chasing me somewhere.
And I'm sure to be aching from neck to calf tomorrow.
But it was fun (:
Work wise, I've seen a new person come in, and is leaving already. Yes, it's a repetitive job, and I guess for one who is trained in the wider arts of pastry, this job is like an A level student doing PSLE. Anyway, my job, really is all about multi-tasking. AT A SUPER LEVEL. You've gotta put bread in and out of the oven to bake, note the time for bread proofing in the oven, anticipate which breads are going to run out in 2 hours time and do it ahead, and KEEP COUNT. Yes, that's a pain in the ass, the counting. Slows everything down, but I guess we've gotta keep track. Yes, multi-tasking and time management, plus doing things as fast as possible without burning or over-proofing any breads, cutting inconsistently, knocking things over, or burning yourself. That's my job. And I just worked 2 consecutive 12-hour shift days[about there] on nichiyoobi to getsuyoobi. Subarashi ne? Tsukareta e.
I've had two dreams the last week. Which I managed to remember because I typed them down on my phone when I woke up. But I won't go into detail [tsukareta karadesu]. One took place in America-San Francisco, where me and my family were stuck in some building amid a hurricane storm that trapped us in. And the other, was about ant infestations, and Val's golden retrievers - Coco and Angel with some other mutt, chasing me somewhere.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
It's been a long time since I last felt like this.
Lonely. Helpless.
I can't believe I forgot about dinner tonight. Yes, there was the stupid stomachache thanks to the cold milk I drank in the afternoon, but that's still no reason to forget meeting my precious teammates right. Sigh. Just hearing them through the phone made me regret how much fun I could have with them and how much I actually miss my the team (yes, those in question reading this, that's how much I miss you guys to declare it out loud!) Coming home alone to an empty house while I knew I could have been out having fun just caused my mood to plummet a little further. Perhaps this is what it'll be like when I move out (or go overseas) and start living alone. Really lonely it is.
Helpless, because no matter how hard we wish for the situation to get better, nj hockey is in its pits. I really hate saying it out loud, but it seriously puts me in such a depressed mood just thinking about it. Thanks to my awesome job with awesome working hours, I can't go back to help them at all, if there's even anything at all I can help with to get them out of those dire straits. As a previous captain with an attachment to nj hockey for 4 years, it hurts to watch like a captain of a sinking ship. I can only pray for a miracle in hockey enrollment numbers for this year's J1s now, because only that can save the hockey future.
I really don't wish to regret my decision to take up my current job as a baker, but sometimes it's really trying to compare my passion for baking(and the current job scope is still a little off from what I really want to do) against the long hours, labour intensive, less than average pay which robs me of much of my time to pursue other things. I still want to carry on with my jap classes, need time to study for each lesson, go for hockey trainings, participate in u21 tournaments, go out with my friends till late, take driving lessons, pack my room...and the list goes on. But it's almost impossible to carry out all these with 1 and a half days of free time a week, since i'm just too tired at the end of each day to do anything else. Again, I'm not good with disappointing other people, especially when they've become such good friends of mine. It's really determination from here on.
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I had such a weird dream last night. But due to my short-term memory, I can't recall it. I remembered it in the morning, but to retain it till now, is almost an impossible task. I just know that it was pretty intriguing.
Ah yes, now before I forget, to pen down my memories of last tuesday night [5/1/10]. The post-A levels 6C reunion gathering. Andrew, Liak aka John, Wei Hong, Christopher, Zestin, Matthew and all of WISHES turned up. Four others we were expecting didn't turn up due to various reasons, but it was interesting enough to see some people again. Dinner was at The Pit, an open air restaurant cum pub cum cafe just below 2am:dessertbar in the corner of Holland Village. Food I have to saw was good, and of pretty big portions, so it was pretty worth the price. The girls shared a full slab of Baby Back Ribs, Chish and Fips (Fish and Chips), and Hot Wings, while the guys went for the huge burgers and beers. It was mostly exchanges of stories of our lives, and pleasant conversation, but there was a little sadness 'I would say, because we all didn't want the night to end. Nikki was leaving for America the next day for who knows till when. Dessert was at the Daily scoop, the branch at Chip Bee Gardens. It was closing already, so I couldn't have my waffles, but the staff were nice enough to let us have ice cream and sit about till about 10.45pm (when its supposed to close at 10pm). After ice-cream, a few of us started leaving for home, while we had a plan to chill a little at starbucks, but that didn't happen. Dickson turned up, some others left, and then, they adjourned to Andrew's house, again. No, sadly I didn't go cause my parents were already on the way to pick me, and so I was left alone at Hollang V, and missing out all the extra catching up, thanks to work the next day again.
NIKKI I MISS YOU!!
I am afraid. Of what's to come in a little less than two months time.
Lonely. Helpless.
I can't believe I forgot about dinner tonight. Yes, there was the stupid stomachache thanks to the cold milk I drank in the afternoon, but that's still no reason to forget meeting my precious teammates right. Sigh. Just hearing them through the phone made me regret how much fun I could have with them and how much I actually miss my the team (yes, those in question reading this, that's how much I miss you guys to declare it out loud!) Coming home alone to an empty house while I knew I could have been out having fun just caused my mood to plummet a little further. Perhaps this is what it'll be like when I move out (or go overseas) and start living alone. Really lonely it is.
Helpless, because no matter how hard we wish for the situation to get better, nj hockey is in its pits. I really hate saying it out loud, but it seriously puts me in such a depressed mood just thinking about it. Thanks to my awesome job with awesome working hours, I can't go back to help them at all, if there's even anything at all I can help with to get them out of those dire straits. As a previous captain with an attachment to nj hockey for 4 years, it hurts to watch like a captain of a sinking ship. I can only pray for a miracle in hockey enrollment numbers for this year's J1s now, because only that can save the hockey future.
I really don't wish to regret my decision to take up my current job as a baker, but sometimes it's really trying to compare my passion for baking(and the current job scope is still a little off from what I really want to do) against the long hours, labour intensive, less than average pay which robs me of much of my time to pursue other things. I still want to carry on with my jap classes, need time to study for each lesson, go for hockey trainings, participate in u21 tournaments, go out with my friends till late, take driving lessons, pack my room...and the list goes on. But it's almost impossible to carry out all these with 1 and a half days of free time a week, since i'm just too tired at the end of each day to do anything else. Again, I'm not good with disappointing other people, especially when they've become such good friends of mine. It's really determination from here on.
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I had such a weird dream last night. But due to my short-term memory, I can't recall it. I remembered it in the morning, but to retain it till now, is almost an impossible task. I just know that it was pretty intriguing.
Ah yes, now before I forget, to pen down my memories of last tuesday night [5/1/10]. The post-A levels 6C reunion gathering. Andrew, Liak aka John, Wei Hong, Christopher, Zestin, Matthew and all of WISHES turned up. Four others we were expecting didn't turn up due to various reasons, but it was interesting enough to see some people again. Dinner was at The Pit, an open air restaurant cum pub cum cafe just below 2am:dessertbar in the corner of Holland Village. Food I have to saw was good, and of pretty big portions, so it was pretty worth the price. The girls shared a full slab of Baby Back Ribs, Chish and Fips (Fish and Chips), and Hot Wings, while the guys went for the huge burgers and beers. It was mostly exchanges of stories of our lives, and pleasant conversation, but there was a little sadness 'I would say, because we all didn't want the night to end. Nikki was leaving for America the next day for who knows till when. Dessert was at the Daily scoop, the branch at Chip Bee Gardens. It was closing already, so I couldn't have my waffles, but the staff were nice enough to let us have ice cream and sit about till about 10.45pm (when its supposed to close at 10pm). After ice-cream, a few of us started leaving for home, while we had a plan to chill a little at starbucks, but that didn't happen. Dickson turned up, some others left, and then, they adjourned to Andrew's house, again. No, sadly I didn't go cause my parents were already on the way to pick me, and so I was left alone at Hollang V, and missing out all the extra catching up, thanks to work the next day again.
NIKKI I MISS YOU!!
I am afraid. Of what's to come in a little less than two months time.
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