Chelsea was happy with Smiley Saturday. Nice smile church boy went to church. But she did not manage to see him smile that day.

On Sunday evening, Chelsea caught the Monday Blues. She felt all sick and lazy, she does not want to go to work at all. She dreads working terribly. She tried to think of everything happy and funny. She listened to all her nice music but they only helped a teeny weeny bit. She talked to her friends and it helped a teeny weeny bit too. She felt she needed to let her whining out but she could not really whine which i do not know why. She went to watch the cute youtube video about the "blood baby" and it helped a little too. I am thinking she will be more happy by the time Thursday comes because it is a public holiday and then it would be Friday and here comes Smiley Saturday again.

Oh yes, and she realised what was the problem. I guess the problem lies with her colleagues. Chelsea prayed for her colleagues to be nicer and smile at her more often, like those in the other departments.

Sigh. Chelsea wanted to sing on Saturday but they had no time to do that. She enjoyed the trip to JAS for the flower arrangement exhibition. The flowers were beautiful, it was too bad the rest of JMD could not make it. It could have been a more lovelier trip.

Chelsea paused after writing a few paragraphs. She decided to encourage herself. She told herself that there were only five more months to go, five more months before school started and then she would be complaining about school again. She hated the whining, but she just could not stop it. She did not think it was healthy to keep the whining to herself.

She ends off thinking continuously that tomorrow is a Wednesday.
Think Happy thoughts.

Nice.

Gd night!
Bye.

Chelsea listens to music and cannot wait for her Saturday to come quickly.

Smiley Saturdays.

Let's start writing a song about that.

Loves,
Bye.

And the painful story of losing the all important tickets begins.

Use your heart,mind,body and soul to imagine all these if you will, because Chelsea really panicked and still felt really bad about it.

Shrek 3 Gala Premiere. Imagine the celebrity guests, the media and all invited guests. Glamourous event? Not too bad. So then, Chelsea was given the responsibility of the ticket redemption counter where contest winners came and collect their tickets for the movie. She decided to start the redemption at 6:55pm for the 7:15pm show. She ran to the paper bag which she had dump all the tickets and signboard and found that the tickets were not there. Her first thought was not of the tickets lost or stolen. How could anybody steal the tickets? She ran over to the place her colleagues and herself were and started looking for the tickets. She thought she got hold of the tickets and was really relieved. But after looking at it, she realised that they were for other invited guests, not the contest winners. Chelsea started panicking at this moment, she ran back to the paper bag and searched the area around it. She looked under the table, she checked the paper bag again and she checked her own bag. It was at this moment, she started realising she had lost the tickets. Someone must have stolen it, how could it be gone? She had to tell her colleague about this, her colleague was in charge of the contest winner tickets, and that particular colleague was a really careful person. Chelsea took the bags and went to inform her colleague. Chelsea was shaking at this moment. She was not a brave girl, informing her colleague took up her entire strength and guts. She was thinking "Oh God, please don't let the tickets be lost. Please...".She was begging in her thoughts. Her colleague did not take it very nicely or calmly when she heard the news. Chelsea got these sentences thrown at her, "Chelsea, I passed the tickets to you to keep", Are you sure you put it in my bag?", "Can you go and check with the GV people whether they have seen it please?". Chelsea felt really useless, really stupid and really clumsy. She believed that she was going to get a 'D' for her work at UIP. And I would like to add that she still believes so.

She remembered before losing the tickets, she told her boss, why not put the goodie bags on top of one another, save space and her boss answered "Ok, how do you want to put it?". Chelsea then realised she could not think of any answer to that question. It could get very messy if she piled them up and she really did not know what to do and how to do it. "Ah, she must think i'm stupid to suggest that but never mind, I shall do a good job at the ticket redemption later." Ahhh, lets all take a deep breath and say "FireTruck" ten times here. Ok? Go.

Chelsea wished and hoped and prayed that everything did not happened the way it did. She wanted very much for this to be a DREAM. She wants everything that just happened to vanish. It is a childish thought, but if you lost tickets to give away at a gala premiere, you would not be mature either. If you think you could handle it, then you are not imagining Chelsea's situation hard enough.

Chelsea's emotions are as follows : Angry, Frustrated, Upset and Demoralised(Completely.).
She wants to go to bed, she is really tired. And Life has just started.

Goodbye.