with me always

Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than self. Love doesn't want what it doesn't have. Love doesn't strut, doesn't have a swelled head, doesn't force itself on others, isn't always "me first."

- 1 Corinthians 13:4-5, THE MESSAGE






pingy

dear God I must confess
that sometimes You seem far away
sometimes i forget about
how i stand because of grace

but Lord there's been a change in me
a change i hope will stay
for this is my prayer today








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Monday, January 5, 2009
the runner | 9:54 PM
so i was assigned to being the runner.
pretty cool cos it was the job scope that caught my attention at the interview when she was just listing things out.
i just said orh orh. thats all. haha.

and today i found out i am the runner! heee.
basically i have to see the cabin numbers that appear on the computer at the check-in counters when the customer comes in, run/walk/glide to the area where the cards/keys are, take the corresponding numbers out and give it to the check-in agents. the extra stuff i have to do is punch holes in the kids card to represent no casino nor drinking.

stupid shoes! no cushion. so my heel hurt and cos it was new, it bit me at its sides too. other than that. job was fun.

lucky i wasn't the check-in agent. looks tough. all the swiping, clicking, writing, typing, attending to the customers.. i scared! i got the better deal eh. aha.

i think i'm quite a workaholic. any idle time i'll feel bored. and i don't really like going on breaks. maybe cos i like to prove myself. i don't know. =S

colleagues were pretty nice too. a lot of them study in different parts of australia too. working part time.

and ahhhhh. i was mistaken of indonesian origin AGAIN. one guy thought how come maid come here work. i shall try to stay out of the sun from now. be those wear hat, sunglasses, bring umbrella type of person. HAHAHAHAHA... no la. dun think so.

ok, my new year resolution is to become fair and B-E-A-UTIFUL. hahahahahaha. actually i duno. when i was white i felt awfully grossed out too. AIYA!

came home and flopped like a fish. shiok.