Graduation Day

My Work Place

Hello!

I have been having this irritating headache since yesterday.
It's really really bugging me too much.
Well, as promised, I posting some pics of my work place for you guys to see.
Enjoy!

Amy =)

HP and cute Boys for Amy The Old Mate!

Dear Blogger...

I got it!
I got my very own laptop.
It's HP and it's sooo darn nice.
I even got my own internet access from my apartment.
It's rather slow but you know it's better than nothing.

OK, subject change, now we're about to share favourite topics...cute guys.
Yes, I have met some oooh sooo darn cute guys.
The thing is I went home for my sis garduation day.
And college boys were so DARN CUTE!
I mean it. They weren't as cute when we were studying.
They are cuter these days.
I probably found like at least 5 cute boys.
I even fell in love with one of those boys.
He wore brown shirt with jeans...or so. I didn't remember his pants.
Anyhow, I called him my soulmate. I hope he realized that!
He kinna like me, at least that what I believe!
Well' he looked at me and smiled.
I looked nice that day maybe he was smiling at me and called me his soulmate too.
You'll never know, correct?

Moerover, I even met one Oooh soOoo cute guy here at the Tented Camp.
How weird!!!??!!
His name is TAU. He is an assistant photographer from Baan Lae Saun magazine.
He didn't like me, this one I'm sure.
He came with his team and one of them is his GF.
The hell with that!
Cute guys are like food for the soul...especially for an old mate like myself.

Well, the good thing about that whole situation is I got to meet cute guys when I'm least expected.
Maybe, Ohhh maybe...my luck in love is about to change for better?
I hope so...Is this like a sign saying,
"Hey! Joe's Dad is coming. keep your eyes open!"
That's would be really, I mean really really nice.

By the way, I'll post some pics from my sis graduation day here later.
So you can see with your own eyes how nice I looked that day!! =)

Love...I'm ready!
Amy

P.S. I saw her, fat one's GF. She is not that good looking. And I'm serious!!!

Just Drop By...

Dear Blogger...

I'm taking 4 days off starts tomorrow.
WOOOOOOO HOOOOOOO!
I'll be in Chiang Mai, of course, spending some quality time with my F&F.
I even have plan to visit my old beloved company...The Three Rocks!
Really want to know how they would react when they see me!
It sounds like fun just to think about that.

Anyhow, I'm kinna hope to see some of my old friends on this visit.
Since it's my sister's graduation day and I'll be spending the whole day at CMU.
List of people i expect to see there...Nang Ying,PePe and PK, if I'm lucky.
I'll keep my fingers cross for that.

Well, That's all for now.
I'll drop by and share some more stories later.
Cheers!

Amy

New Year 2007

Dear All...

How are you guys this year?
I bet you are happy tooo happy to get up to work on time. Am I right?
Me...well, I was attacked by an elephant, literally!
It happened yesterday, only one day after new year.

There are 3 baby elephants that come to the resort every morning to play with guests.
When I say baby elephants, they are not as small as kittens or puppies.
The babies weight as much as a cow or water buffalo...2-3 hundreds kilos to be exact.
Anyhow, they love peanuts so much especially the youngest one, Ta-Wan.
He always tries to eat all the peanuts by himself without sharing with others.
And there came my sucky, unlucky morning...
One of the guest (who loves elephants so much)grabed some peanuts for the elephants.
I was with her cause she wanted me to do her some favour.
While I was talking to her, she gave peanuts to Ta-Wan.
The little voice in my head suddenly told me to hold peanuts bowl for her cause Ta-Wan might attacked her somehow.
And I did hold the bowl for her...3 seconds after that the elephant ran to me and hit me with his tusk.
There was this vision of an unlucky mahout who got stomped and killed by his own elephant appeared in my head...and man...it was freaking scary.
Next thing I know lots of people were screaming and I was on the muddy ground.

The BEST thing happened after that...none of my so-call colleague gave a shit about me.
Even the guest said 'It's better you than me cause you would be in trouble for that.' since I was the one standing next to her.
(She hugged me at one point and said I saved her life. And it was kinna nice.)
Only a few people asked me what happened and was I ok.
My fellow camphosts and my boss...no comment on the incident whatsoever.
Only 2 gardeners, mahouts, P Tiger, P Vee, P Tee, P Mon, P Bo, P Lah and the guests that were there really agve a damn about me.
I mean there are around 100 people there only 10% of them really care about my life.

That's when I realized...my life, my safety meant nothing to most people here at all.
I saw how crazy these people were when one of the guest sprained his ankle.
When the same thing happened to staff, they didn't care at all.
That's when I started to tell them...my leg was way too painful to work, to walk up the hill and down the pier.
And that's when they started to ask me if I needed a doctor or anything.
They were afraid I might got hurt and they would have to pay for the hospital bills!
What a nice company!!!!
So I asked to leave early yesterday around 2 hours before the end of my shift or they would make me walk up to the hill for sure.
As if I was gonna let them treat me like that!
They messed up with the wrong girl...
Continue treat me like my life mean nothing, I will show you my bad side and you will be so sorry you ever hurt me.

After the whole fiasco I got to the apartment.
I was ok that afternoon but I got fever later in the evening and it was tooo much for me to endure so I cried and cried and cried my eyes out.
I was so mad at God for dragging me here.
I even called out for my Joe but he didn't come and I was so disappointed.
It was one of the worst time of my life, I really mean it.

Later on that night my grandma came to me in my dream.
She looked so happy and healthy...I really miss her.
I think she wanted to help me get through that night.
I woke up this morning feeling not so sick, angry, sad, or disappointed.
Then Joe came and told me to be patient, very patient no matter how gloomy the days seemed.
There were good reasons that God led me here.
My luck would change before July 2007.

I will trust him on that again...one more time.
If nothing good happen when I turn 27, I'll let Joey go.
But for now I'll hold on to him and the bright and fulfilled life he keeps telling me.
I'll wait for that...
I won't give up on that yet.
Sorry to put irritating story on new year.
I'll try to find better, happier, funnier story to share next time.

Happy New Year guys!
Amy