Its only 31 more post to my 300th. Guess i shall close this blog down once it hits 300.



In a flash 4 days of my holidays are gone. Jobweek 2008 had came to an end. A conclusion for my earnings. $205+$150+$265+$160=$780 Not bad I would say.

In these four days there was thousands of the same old sentence said.

"Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening Sir/Ma'am. I'm a Scout from Anglican High School and this week is our jobweek. Do you have any jobs that I could help you with?"

and

"Uncle/Auntie 早上／下午／晚上好。我是从圣公会中学的童子军。今天是我们的工作周。你有什么工作我可以帮忙的吗？“

Throats were often dry because of that. There were hundreds of rejection. But what kept me going was the seeeing of a blue/red note I might get if I knocked on the next door.

We also learnt alot these 4 days. Try getting 10 sec1s that 4 of us sec3s have to attend to and in the mean time meeting on our quota which was already hard enough. The mental stress could just easily kill us.

That what led to us pumping 220 yesteray. However we are still short of 500 dollars from our 4000 quota. We would probably reached it not for some slackers who would give a rather stupid excuse to pon.

The whole jobweek could be considered a joke to us. We met lots of weird and funny encounters. Like getting chase by dogs and trapped in a corner by it.

There were also hilarious happenings that happened to all of us. Sometimes looking back, we'll just laugh at it.

The whole jobweek I remembered,

Tianxun and my experiences with dogs at fernvale. Our every morning must have breakfast of Mac Bigbreakfast and a Sausage McMuffin with Egg and Ice Milo. Our morning spent cleaning Jav grandma's house and how I was getting chased around by Jav and MC who were holding Jav's grandma's dog and how horny the dog was. The constant rejection. My emo times at the void deck. Us spending more then 1 hour in school counting and rechecking, counting and rechecking our earnings hoping that we would have more then what we got on our card. Mc and Bingyi's singing competition on who would get the higher pitch. The times we Sec3s had fun together either chionging like some cock or slacking like some shit. The pumping sessions at the end of the day when we could not meet the day's quota. Thinking of ways to sneak into condos and eventually failing. Complaining that the people always does not return our pens after bringing the card and pen to sign. How we spent 1 hour in Jav's grandma house eating sweets and pineapple tarts while "trying" to think of ways to find a new area to comb. The hours at night when we spent trying to hand-iron dry our uniform so that it would be in tip-top condition and finding areas our on street directories for next day's work.

The thing might sound stupid to some of you all, but to us, its our experieces, our fun.

31 more to go.