Blogging seems pretty mundane now.
Like a never-ending obligation because, to me.. it's gotta be written so i could remember events from a-z during this 1-year attachment.
Not easy finding things to say for my 15000 word essay at the end of the journey, but still. Here we go.
One word. Refreshing. That's what summarizes my 1-month in Clemenceau Bar and i really liked it there, with the new things & people you get to learn about. I miss the countless ' hi can you gimme some nuts ' requests from guests, females & males alike. Cracks me up every time when i think about it.
Just finished 2-weeks of housekeeping labour - toilet scrubbing, bed making, condom hunting, dirt swiping etc. Of all departments in the hotel, i pretty much looked forward to this one before i got in cos' you don't get as much action as housekeeping, seriously. Like getting my hands soiled with seminal fluids. This is as action as action truly can be. Starting as a clerk tomorrow afternoon and really thank god for the chance for me to finally take an mrt to work. Not easy to get up at 6 in da morning, takes me 3 alarm clocks and even that fails, sometimes.
Well whaddya know? Time truly flies doesn't it?
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you know, being you for one day.. is pretty entertaining? it makes recount the times i seriously really need a life!
I'm plagued with a incurable disease called laziness.
roar.
ah welll.. update me bro.
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