Usher

Been working as an usher for da past 3 days. Really taxing. I was called da toilet boy by my supervisor because my role was to stand along this particular corridor and direct them to the toilet. But in actual fact, my role is redundant because there was already a stupid sign that said "Restroom Ahead". He told me that i was the human signage. @#TJ@ER. Nonsense. I basically had to that for da past 9 hours back to back until i could take it no more. I decided to wander around and help others who hasnt got the opportunity to eat yet.

Performances were held concurrently, models were doing their catwalks down the runway and ME, took off my "USHER" tag and headed straight towards the desert counter. I managed to blend in well because the rest of the guests were in black shirts! thank goodness. The strawberry cheesecake was just OMG... The chocolate moose were juz YUMMY... The chocolate cake was just DROOLING... i'm not so interested in the main course but deserts juz BLEW me away!

after work, went to ZOUK for the SINS bash. Managed to win myself a pair of LEVI's sunglasses worth 150 buckz! yay! danced the night away at Phuture to old skool retro rnb. Love it. had a great time. can't say much for today though. i feel like quitting.

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