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Friday, February 22, 2008

LAST DAY WOOTS.

Woah. Today quite another eventful day. Went to work for afternoon shift at 1.30pm, saw mr hairband guy, with his friend, and ROFLMAO his friend's name is darren. SPSU de. He asked if i knew Cali twin and Cheryl lol wow so qiao arh.. Anyway when i went to the booth the stranger colleague asked me to call lilian (boss) and she just ran away. WTH? O.o

So that's it, i'm suppose to solo for the whole day. BUT WOOTS THAT"S GREAT sure get all the commission liao. AND WHAT'cha know, today earned the most, selling $724 dollars worth of perfumes! WOOTS that's like 11 dollars per hour for today! but sian yesterday dinner i have to pay to the senior, and in the night also went drinking. Today spent 20 dollar liao =.=

Anyway, as Hui Min wasn't around it was very quiet, only can talk to ruslan, cas, daniel and hairband guy... Sian lorrrr....

Then damn daniel went to tell the cute and short girl (davidoff girl) that i want her number wth. So i got damn bo balls and stayed at my booth and dare not go behind to their booth.=.= But, i got too bored and brave myself and went to her booth and talked to her.........friends. LOL. Then wah heng she casually talked to me. woots. XD

Soon, at 9.00pm hairband guy and me got really bored so we went to the cosmetic counter opposite my booth and tried out their stuff. hahaha the girl there volunteered unwillingly ( cause we like persuade her alot) to help us put make up. (cause damn sian. -.-) She helped us put mascara, (omg my eye lashes DAM LONG), and eye liner (wow lol look like davidoff girl liao LOL). Hairband guy went into more steps and put lip gross, and donnoe what powder for the cheeks. and around the eyes. WOW HE REALLY LOOK LIKE A GIRL. Then the seniors call me shuai WTH? =.= i somemore look at customers with that face and they got shocked LOL.
EH LOL not that i wanted arh, cause hairband guy said last day of work liao so go crazy so i follow him crazy FREAK U WEI KEONG IF U GONNA SAY ANYTHIN LINKED WIF THAT SB PIC I SURE KILL U=.=

Anyway, it's the last day of me getting to wear that full black suit, so LOL bear with me while i post the pictures for memories~ (don say i zi lian arh =.=)

WTH. THE mascara and eyeliner still there how to take out. Damn scary la when i go toilet i see myself... Took a pic with my that makeup face but LOL show le surely someone ( MR WK) will xia lan me =.=



LOL full suit...




OK ps zi pai =.=

Ok. I'm damn tipsy now, (cause drink alot just now) so go sleep le. sian. It's always alone, not with someone else. T.T


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