Geeks

It's almost been a month that I've been working at MyBurgerLab in OUG. And not one day in the last 19 shifts did it feel anything like work.

This period of time with the geeks had been all about working as a team to serve high quality burgers in mere minutes. I guess it's because of the close age group and where everyone has something in common (the lab), that it brings us close. It's kinda to a point where pijak'ing each other doesn't seem offending at all. These geeks are all jokers and jokers I say.

Inside jokes: She-hulk, Cikgu Chin talking to the wall, scandals, CIO's, what is sleep? Mute whatsapp!

How we've grown from junior geeks to senior geeks today, it's been crazy and it's been fun. The sense of acceptance and belonging is high, making the environment filled with dedication, passion, enthusiasm and cheerfulness. It makes sense now when the managers had mentioned that MBL is like a second family to lot of geeks in earlier shifts.

Much unforgettable experience gained, and much more funny people in the name of friendships made. The last 3 months of 2013 is something I've never thought I would go through.

Here's to another 8 shifts to go, and another 8 awesome shifts it will be.

Folding pockets with some of the OUG geeks before shift started.

A real great pleasure to meet them all.

Climbing plastic rocks

"Go rock climbing," Viknes said a few months ago. "It's fun," he said.

"Oh, you're afraid of heights? Me too. But nevermind. Just climb."

Okay. Those weren't the exact words that he said, but it was what he meant.

So there I was, in mid-air hanging on to plastic rocks at noon today, using my almighty strength hanging onto dear life. It was indeed fun and challenging but as a person with acrophobia, I died a million times up there. But YOLO right? Again! Again!

And practically, the caption says it all. Imma proud of myself! :D

And it's great to be living in the same neighborhood with this squash buddy. Here's to more rock climbing sections (with more discounts)!

When worrying becomes an illness

"It's stage fright" when I tremble upon every piano exam and concert.
"I'm just nervous" when I fall sick a day before every school exam.
"I'm just sad" when I fell into mild depression thinking it was normal after every break up.
"I just want to make sure" when I went home twice from OUG to check whether I locked the doors.
"I want to confirm" when I was the only one who wasn't a leader for the leadership camp at Cameron, and started freaking out.

Then, it became frequent.
Anxiety would attack at any time without warning or any apparent reason.
I would be no longer in control of my own emotions and would be super self-conscious, doubting my ability to do anything. Blanking out and breaking down happened way too often.

It didn't really affect my life much. But at one point, it hurt me and everyone around.
It doesn't affect much today, but I would turn into what someone will think "Calm down! You're freaking out over nothing!", and believe me, it's not a good feeling at all.

However, it got better in time. And today it only happens when something out of the box jumps out.
Well, you've got to know that I'm the kind who loves staying in her comfort zone. But knowing that's not good for me, I'm going against all odds and trying all sorts of new challenges. And with that, I'm more in control of my emotions.

Though it still does happen once in a while, like example, it's my first time doing assembly line at MyBurgerLab tomorrow, and the first thing that comes to mind is "what if I make mistakes? nah I'm just worried because it's something new" before something inside whispered "excuses".

Damn, self-confidence.

How I got better? Going for therapy would be a good idea but I never had the courage to tell anyone (no one believed me anyway, and no one thought it was that serious). In other words, I depended on myself, and had great friends around to cheer me up (everyone thinks I'm just sad, but He knows best). If I couldn't get help the way other people got help, He had other plans for recovery, and He knew best.

No one's perfect, and that's what makes everyone beautiful.

Fate in friendships

Some people live in the same area but have never met.
Some people go to churches that are located in the same area but have never met.
Some people study at the same uni but have never met.
Some people have many mutual friends but have never met.

Too many times we walk out of a room, only does another person walk in.
You never get to meet that person.

Then fate comes in.

Maybe you've forgotten to take a notebook, so you head back into the room and there you two bump into each other. You exchange "Hello"s and notice how weird things tend to happen around.

Fate lets you meet the people you meet, and if two people aren't fated to meet, no matter how much they have in common, they'll never know of each other's existences.

The people you come across in life are weird stories to be told.
Imagine in another universe, where you take another route in life, that maybe you didn't head back to take your notebook, or that you had never left your notebook in the first place. You and that specific person would have never met. Instead, by walking out that door and continuing your way on the streets, you might just bump into someone else, and that's where you exchange "Hello"s and meet a new friend.

It's funny how fate works.

And it's funny that this mind of mine tends to always think of endless possibilities that could have happened if I had chosen another path. Life would be so different. Life may be better then, but this life is definitely good enough for me, and there's nothing I would exchange for another path to not meeting the people I have met today :)

Because every hello ends with a goodbye

"The two hardest things to say in life are hello for the first time and goodbye for the last."
Especially after you've build some kind of bond.

Not sure how everyone started to get so crazy and comfortable with one another, but I think it's the long working hours and how we all worked together as a team, whereby everyone is so sporting and friendly and are willing to help out one another and take jokes all at the same time.

It's only been my 8th shift, where I didn't think I could mix with them that well at the beginning.
With other important stuff in life, I only can manage to give out 2 or 3 days a week to the lab, in where my last shift would be in December.
But some how, deep down, seeing how epic these geeks are getting each and every day, I'm gonna miss them when 2014 comes.

Being someone who doesn't fancy change in her life, I still wouldn't change any of these.
I would still do this all over again.
I would still go for the interview, have those awkward first 3 shifts, slowly build a bond with the rest, do a countdown and prepare to say goodbye when the year ends.

It's kinda just like cell multiplication.

Life is a building experience, with everything you gain that leads to a better future.
Say for example, if you wanna be the boss, you can't forever stay in the shadows just because it's a comfort zone?
How about getting out of there, screw up the new first week of work, and suddenly be the top of the top?

/thankful to be given this working experience and meeting these geeks/

Thank You.

Now, about the piano exam and no one replying my internship applications...

Take the lead again

A part time job was what I wanted to pass the time while earning some cash on this sem break, but when it's screwing up my meal time and curfew and sleeping hours, the mind gets a bit cacat and goes emotional, and I'm just left here thinking, what have I been doing not spending time with the dogs and the family?

It's been two weeks since I started part-time at the lab in OUG, and being one of the geeks, it has been fun. I mean, I'm meeting all these old and new geeks. I'm learning a lot; gaining lots of experiences; and holding back the urge to clean tables when I went back on my off day the other day. And if I were to go into the F&B industry one day, this would be a really nice touch-up to the resume.

But I guess everything comes with a price. The working hours are 4-11pm (where most of the time, we'd actually stay until 12am or so). It's nothing to do with any of the factors given from the lab; it's just me not being able to be immuned to what's given. I got cranky a lot because I have yet adjust to this new schedule.

And because of that, all the bad things come together. Something like, you attract more negative energy and will so happen to suddenly face all negative stuff when you're in a negative state of mind, then everything starts getting onto your nerves and when you can't handle them, you just break down?

Explains why I couldn't see the Takeover could be a huge turning point. Explains why the picture of people judging me came back to the thoughts at night. Explains why I'm expecting so so much from others when I shouldn't. Explains why I'm being so hard on myself.

How does the saying go? Something about, you can't have life suit you all the time, and that you need to suit yourself with life instead? Mehh, sem break has totally made my brain rot with all that laziness.

I guess I can still turn things around. To takeover, right? And it all starts with a strong immune system, healthy lifestyle and a healthy mindset? Crossing out the laziness, I think I can do this. But with Him, I know I can.