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Thursday, September 25, 2008
10:24:00 pm
`fourth day of f1

though my arms are aching real bad, im still going to type this.
so tue was my day off. to dampen it, i had a real bad bad headache. it was so bad that when i went to bed at 12, i woke up feeling very awful at 2am. it was pounding so badly like i could just drop dead. i was like so desperate for someone to just piggy back and send me to doctor. i kept praying and praying to god to take away the headache. and praise lord, i managed to fall asleep and when i work up, headache wasnt that bad. it was manageable.

wed was the start of aching arms.
came into work and had to dip cream puffs in mango essence + white chocolate.
dunno how many trays sia. but each tray has 120 puffs or more.
after that, thinking we will have a more interesting stuff - we asked chef nicole. and she said, cut cake.
wah. the minute we heard it, we went "crap" and started slowing down. from two hands to one hand, dipping in the choc. HAHAHAH
finished the task, no choice. so had to go cut cake. then kenna over time till 10pm.
cut up all 8 -10 trays of 6 cakes into 36 pcs. but the task wasnt very simple.
1 cake, split into 2, each split cut 18 pcs. 6 by 3.

finished that by 10pm. then went home. laundry room closed. so had to bring home the dirty uniform. sighs.
came home, bathed then slept.


today
met up with friends at 830. then exchanged dirty uni for new. changed and then - reported to work. moved some stuff down to stamford kitchen. and there, after cutting strawberries into halves, i traded with my friend to cut cake. AGAIN. well, my friend has been doing cakes for the past two days. i did only half a day so i gave her the simpler task by plating. i understand the aches. so anw. i gave myself shit. lol. 6 trays of white opera. 5 trays of black opera. 3 trays of tatini cake. oh gosh. HAHAHA.

so everyone chipped in to help at around 5 plus 6. then we kenna overtime again. but i worked till 830. cos legs couldnt take it anymore.
btw, we received our f1 pass today :D


alrights. project runway in progress.
work at 8am. meeting friends at 7am.
STRONG!


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