i started off at my new job on New Year's Day, and it wasn't so bad, apart from the frequent miscommunication. it's really annoying to have every customer speaking Chinese to me, and getting irritated when i say, "English please." i am not being racist, but not everyone in Singapore speaks the language ok.
anyway, i got the hang of what i have to do, although i'm still a little slow. it's not my fault that i like to be careful; i'd rather be slow and steady than rush and boobed.
just on my third day of work, though, i heard that the lady boss was thinking of firing me already, because according to her and the boss, i was irresponsible. and they gave me an advanced pay of a hundred.
i met up with Syamirul on Wednesday evening for a little catch up session because we havent met for quite some time already. the previous time i had seen him was way back in October.
he seemed a lot more open and talkative and annoying than how i knew him. he bought me my cigarettes and we sat at a void deck, talking and smoking [me], just as much as he was telling me not to.
he made me laugh quite a few times, that's amazing! we used to have a hard time keeping a proper conversation without having awkward silences but that evening we were just shooting nonsense and snickering here and there. not bad.
Syam was supposed to meet his friends soon, but we were taking our time walking there and had the cheek to lie to them when he was far from reaching!
we met again the day before yesterday, and i had wanted to climb the shelter which linked the carpark and the multi purpose hall but he wouldn't have it. so we sat at the latter, and i was casually smoking when Syamirul suddenly went into a panic mode.
"eh, throw away your cigarette, police, police."
"so? you're eighteen."
"you're underaged!"
"i'm eighteen this year."
i threw whatever argument i could think of but Syamirul really made me paranoid as well and so we left. that barrel made me waste a newly-lit stick!
we walked to another void deck where he spoke fragments of his mind, which is a rarity all the time i'd known him. he always listened to my bullshit. idk but i liked how we kept eye contact through out when he was speaking.
he was still very much against me getting a tattoo but he agreed to follow me get my first one. because... i'm sure it would be painful and i'd need someone to be there for me.
today, we met again to visit his school for the open house. he brought me to his course first, and damn, after hearing everything the student had to say, i really think i want to get into this course instead.
and i met with Tiffany! she spread her arms when she saw me and we had a little hug.
Syam and i sat by the reservoir talking again, and he had to listen to my bullshit once again. o and i really loved the ampitheatre!, or whatever it's called. he was getting irritated with my being jakon and shooting my mouth off.
we took the bus to Tampines and when we got off, he ABANDONED ME IN THE CROWDS DAMN IT. all i did was search for my earpiece but when i looked up he was gone, HE WAS GONE AND HE LEFT ME IN THE CROWDS.
but still, here is my good friend Syamirul, a.k.a. Blue.
one of the very few good friends i have who had a thousand reasons to leave; but stayed.
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