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So yes, yesterday marked the end of my freaking 7days roadshow over @ PlazaSing. I swear all of us heaved a really really huge sigh of relief when everything ended last night. It was draining us out both physically & mentally, having to work from 10am-10pm. For god sake, it's like 12h straight!. Spells exhaustion!. I'm extremely glad that the 7days of hell were finally over. Seriously..
#01) Having to get up @ 7am+ & reaching home only coming midnight, was boohoo.
#02) Having to eat only bread/sandwiches for breakfast/lunch/dinner, was double boohoo.
#03) Having to stand continously for 12h, was triple boohoo.
I was like some pathetic kinda shite, during the past 7days. My feet hurts like fuck everyday when I reached home. You can never imagine how torturous(?) it was, having to stand for 12h maaan. I'm not kidding, know.. Goodness. The sight of bread/sandwiches really turns me off now. You've got no time to even to get any food to munch on when you're doing roadshows. Yes, whateverrrr. I know it's all over now.
No more counting down(s) of the minutes, hours & days anymore. We were @ the tip of the enhaustion point on the last 2nd day already. It was like as though we would break down anytime, if those long hours were to continue. I swear maaaan..
I know you must be jolly well thinking that I can actually simply just don't work at all, am I right?. Like just stay @ home, go out enjoy blabla. Alright. It's true that I wanna pass my time constructively. The other reason's cuz I wanna prove to people that I'm not some kinda spoilt brat who only spends my parents' moolahs. I DO WORK & EARN MY OWN $$ TOOOOO, OKAY!. You don't know how that feels when friends look @ you from this point of view. I feel the need to prove them wrong. That's what actually kept me going for the past one week. True enough, I managed to survive through. `Nuff of such stuffs, I know you can't be bothered with it.
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Oh.. Anyway, did I mention that our booth was located @ sucha prominent area?. Apparently, it was located somewhere near the escalator. Well.. It's like everyone can see you, no matter what?. Okay, that actually explains everything. I see countless of familiar faces each & every single day, without fail. Yes, out of the 7days EVERYDAY I see people/friends whom I know. You'll never want to know how horrible I look during work.. Clad in only uniform + jeans. Fuck that, I felt so under-dress.
On the other hand, Jooms & I was laughing @ the attires/outfits/hairstyles of some random passerbys. Totally horrendous + hilarious. HAHHAHHHHA. I know that sounds bad, but thats what you can do to actually make your time pass faster!.
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Coincidental bump-intos & deliberate visits, muchmuch appreciated. Not to forget.. Those who offered to get me snacks + drinks + those who specially buy food down for me. Needless to say more, you know who you're. & I really appreciate it. XOXO.
I know this entry's gon` end damn abruptly. Pardon me for that, cuz my eyelids are already fucking heavy. They're like gon` shut anytime. I need to catch up with my beauty sleep for the next 2 days, before work commences again.
Me is so deprived of good food. Me is so deprived of sleepsleepsleep. Me is so deprived of shopping. Me is so deprived of any-indulgences-you-can-think-of. Me really really need to hit the sack, like NOW. Okay, bye.
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The sense of satisfaction,
when you're able to prove others wrong.