All That Marches Up and Down

last friday was my brother's 16th birthday surprise party (: it was brilliant! i collaborated with my partner-in-crime, his best friend, to get 6 of his closest friends over early. they helped with blowing up of the balloons and then went around for self-amusement in my house, using my guitar and my brother's drums. haha! :D

i started decorating the house early. bringing out the stereo, laying the table for food and presents, ordering the food and getting ready. then my mom came home and helped me with the "happy birthday" banner and streamers (we, the organising committee!). we were done so early in the afternoon and tried to blow up the balloons but gave up. my dad even went to town to specially pick up the cake from Secret Recipe, which actually ended up looking really "girly" with pink wordings! :D

everything was good! my grandparents came over as well. my aunt and my younger cousin were supposed to come but they were late. grace even came home to help me with preparation. i did spaghetti and then we ended up chatting on the couch. my brother eventually came home at 7, when we were already starving; and had the "surprise of his life", not really. haha! he looked more stunned than surprised (: we all wore party hats and i videotaped his "grand entrance" while his friends pulled party poppers at him. lol (: it was actually funny cause he looked so blur.

then we sang him the birthday song and my heart was pounding so fast the entire time (: i guess i was just excited and happy altogether. he was sick the previous day but still went out the next morning and it looks like it went down well with him! he flashed a BIG smile after cutting his cake (refer to collage above! :D).

oh well, this thursday will be his actual birthday. the luck of that boy. he had already torn open all his nicely wrapped-up presents and hongbaos! he got a pair of diamante earrings from me. yes; my brother got 2 ear-holes okay. more style than me! lol :D hope he did enjoy himself alot. alot :)

and on monday, was my very first day of work.
who loves their temp jobs? don't remind me.

i don't know. maybe i'm new. i don't exactly hate it. it's the work. i have to stand for a consecutive of 5 hours (at the risk of sounding like a bum) but there're people who work for 10 hours straight: opening to closing. omg. i don't feel confident or if i really fit in.

okay, that's ALOT to complain about right? i had training under a girl who had been working there since last year. she's 18 and also in TP. just as we're like dying to leave it. i don't know; it's like weird for her to direct me in doing things. okay now, no egos gets in the wayy! i have no experience after all (:

the BIG boss was even there on my first day. i kept worrying about if i spill water, slip and fall in the kitchen, break a bowl, accidentally throw a fork away, falling asleep while standing. there weren't alot of customers in the restaurant and half the time i was there in the afternoon shift, there were periods when there were no one but the staff around in the restaurant.

then guess, who came in?
UTT! you know Utt? from MTV? haha, yes him! (: i was like OMG because i didn't notice when he walked in until my colleague told me so. that was like weird. but he was with another girl. i kept looking in his direction and he kept fidgeting and adjusting his cap. THEN, he decided to go somewhere else. the girl he was with apologised and they left. sigh..

then, the rest of the day, i kept looking over, opposite where nydc is and wonder if the staff there is as bored too but they looked busier than us. and also wondering why they get to wear nice black shirts while i wore a BIG white polo tee which was also in SMALL size but still looked like EXTRA LARGE on me. omg, i felt so PUNY.

WHY IN THE WORLD AM I SO PUNY?!?