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Saturday, July 2, 2011

First Day at Work: So Gassy!


Actually, I need a masseur more than a hug. Can somebody please massage my swollen feet and my back? Oh My God, it is so tiring to be standing most of the time for eight hours. I have to cover the motorcycle section but it was so tiring to be walking all the time. I have to change the balance at the counter, and then give it back to the motorcycle rider. The manager of my station does not let me to keep the money for myself yet, so each time after the gas-filling session is done, I need to walk to the counter and pass the cash. My leg hurts because of that, please massage and I cannot sleep after work just now because it still hurts; I have never felt this kind of "tired legs" even though I have been shopping a lot with that shoes. Seriously, I think I need to buy a black and simple school shoes; that would do it.

And the smell of the gasoline is never better. I nearly throw up in the drain, and pass out maybe at the gas station. Thank god that my senior there told me to keep a bit of a distance when I collect the money from those riders. Seriously, please do not smell the gasoline, it can hurt your inner body system. 

And today, I also learn about how to be a cashier. Being at the counter is so much fun, I got to greet more people and learn a lot from Kak Siti and Kak Dayang. And I met Kak Imani who worked in the evening shift today, and Shafik too. Alhamdulillah, finally I manage to make friends with people around here. Cannot wait for tomorrow, I hope that there will be more helpful staffs to guide me.

And I really love to handle the mobile top-up and Touch n Go machine, but I was a bit slow. Cannot wait for me to be handling that machine so fast, like other staffs hahaha. I was not yet allowed to learn the "cashier's machine" because I am still new, and I have to pick up the skills quickly if I want to be at the counter most of the time. 

And there were people were asking for Dunhill 20s, Pall Mall this, Camel that; and I was like WHAT??? I was a bit "terkial-kial" when I was looking for the cigars, but the seniors help me to identify the boxes. I feel like so sinful for selling cigars to them as I am not a smoker, but it was such a great experience. 

And before we ended our shift at 3PM, I had to count all the money, check the cigars and Primax oil stocks etc. It was Kak Dayang's work actually but she bullied asked me to learn about merchandising. And I did not even manage to eat my lunch as it was so busy in the afternoon, my mother bought it and send it to me. 

And I went back at 3.15 PM, had my lunch at home, performed my Zuhur prayers and slept until 6.30PM. That was not really a good sleep as my feet are still aching until now. So tomorrow is my second day, I will update more to you guys and girls. Take care and God bless.

P/S: I feel like having fever tonight, hope that I will be okay tomorrow morning. 

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Friday, July 1, 2011

Career Boy


*This is not Finn Hudson talking, it is Azham Vosovic.

Salam guys and girls, tomorrow is my first day as a boy with a career. I managed to get a job in Petronas Bertam Perdana, trust me that I am so LAME. My other classmates have already been working for two months and I am just starting tomorrow but hey, tomorrow is never too late to start working. At least, I got to do something beneficial for another two months right?

My shift will start at 7 AM until 3 PM tomorrow, and the next day 3 PM until 11 PM, and 11 PM to 7 AM. Will I make it through the days? Do not miss the new and busy life of me, only on LOVEHATE by Azham Vosovic. 

P/S: I am going to be "Orang Stesen Minyak", not anything else okay hahahaha.

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Press Release: Of Tiredness and Inspiration

A special blog post for Zoe the Super DiGi Blogger


She asked me why I rarely update my blog lately. She mentioned that I usually update 3 to 4 blog posts per day and it is true, I admit that. You know Zoe, I need more inspiration and it usually comes from my observation of my friends. You know, when I see the hostel I live in is messy, I write a blog post about my very own Malaysia's Next Top Model house. If you watch the show, you will realize how messy the house is, and that is quite a sarcasm for my housemates actually hahaha.

And when I see one particular couple in my class (S&N, don't kill me), I sometimes write love tales but I put myself as the character, just to make sure that it is not too obvious for my readers and amazingly they believe it. I mean, it is like telling everyone that I know more about love than anyone else do, even though those blog entries are just some fake made out stories.

And I have written a lot of poems and entries about friendship, because that is the best thing I have in college. I have my partner-in-crime...classmates... "6 Sahabat"; a lot actually. They influence me so much that I think I have grown up to be a more mature teenager. And about my partner-in-crime...she is priceless; never failed to be there when Anonymous Haters in my blog condemn me, or even when I need someone to accompany me at the stall for dinner.

Well, being among my friends in college actually made all the inspirations for my blog. Without them, my blog will be dull and I would never even want to read it. I miss my friends so much actually; most of them live in Johor so Penang and Johor is so far far away bla...bla...bla... I have to wait for September to meet them again, provided that Allah the Almighty bless me to meet them. 

And yes, I am a bit tired with all the things that has happened to me lately. It is like, the best set of challenges being dropped on my lap. All I can say is that, I accept this with an open heart, going to live with it and get ready for the worst. But hey, I am not going to fret!

You know what Zoe, if you happen to be facing such an unbearable pain in life, just do not give up hope okay. There are tons of things you will achieve once you manage to handle the situation, trust me. Okay, I feel like an "ustaz" already, hope you get it Zoe. Live your life out loud, take care and may Allah bless you.

P/S: You have always wanted me to write about you right but this time, I write this for you.

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