my boss just said i have no manners, fuck.
coz i din bother to say hi to him when he entered and i was at the door.
so, SORRY i din realize the shimmering boss just entered and I was brought up so badly that I ignored you, my many apologies.
sai.
so niao, not as if i said hi ur business will increase.
ok, fine, my bad, i din bother with social customs.
真是没规矩。
ok, i shall rmb this, nxt time, i will hi so big u regret ever saying this.
aiya, im not good with critisisms, i think i shall learn to accept them and turn them into something good.
counting down to 30th April....10 more days!
aaaargh
10 more days i can kiss this bloody sai goodbye.
good!
Monday, April 20, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Thursday, April 09, 2009
hahahahha
oh dear, sorry but i have to laugh....anw i came across this name, so funny i laughed in the quiet office. behold.....
MA MU MU AYE
yes its a name! lalalala. i want a fren whose name is ma mu mu aye..
lol shuddup brain, i cant concentrate on my work.
mamumu~~~AYE~~~
ma~mumu~a-eyeee
mamu~mamu~mamu AYE!!!
lol i can come up wif a cheer for her. lOLzzzzz
MA MU MU AYE
yes its a name! lalalala. i want a fren whose name is ma mu mu aye..
lol shuddup brain, i cant concentrate on my work.
mamumu~~~AYE~~~
ma~mumu~a-eyeee
mamu~mamu~mamu AYE!!!
lol i can come up wif a cheer for her. lOLzzzzz
double standards
im irritated by the fact tht many people complain that im not sensitive to their feelings, while they totally dun care about mine. stop it, my world does not revolve around u!
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
emotional
i had a emotional breakdown ytd, and i want to thank Shiqi for being there, listenin and consoling me.
from now on, I decide where to draw the line, I will not be treated carelessly and unimportantly anymore.
I now know it is actually my mistake that I allow ppl to treat me however they like, because most of the time i keep mum about my thoughts and feelings. and i suffered coz of that. so now on, no more silent sufferings.
from now on, I decide where to draw the line, I will not be treated carelessly and unimportantly anymore.
I now know it is actually my mistake that I allow ppl to treat me however they like, because most of the time i keep mum about my thoughts and feelings. and i suffered coz of that. so now on, no more silent sufferings.
Tuesday, April 07, 2009
i have a temper actually
i had always thought im a person without a temper, except towards my parents who have bigger tempers than me. most of the time, when im out my home, i leave my temper and anger and frustration back in, or i keep them tucked deep beneath my iron skin. had i always thought that having little or no emotions, I will be better able to survive and live through with less pain and scars, i have to think otherwise now.
just sunday, i discovered my temper and my anger are less deeply hidden than i thought. the incident took place on the bus, i was with my Dad. somewhere early in the trip, this group of disgustingly Beng-looking and vulgaricious and music-blasting stupid idiots boarded the bus, and sat behind us. I totally feel sad for their parents, coz if my kid grow up to be like that, I'd rather have given birth to a plant. Thn again i feel sorry for them, coz they probably don't have loving and responsible parents like I do, who teaches me manners and discipline and respect. while they filled the bus with their alphebets (namely KNN or CCB or Knnccb...), and blasting Jay chou's Dao Xiang away, I tried very VERY hard to ignore them. I was thinking to myself, that if they were to play the game "1,3,6" which is to call the numbers out but skipping those with 1,3 or 6, in the version of "knn, ccb, knnb" I bet they will run out of things to say.
despite their freaking idiotic public display of stupidity, we kept our opinions to ourselves. what pulled the last straw was when my father was talking on the phone, they made fun of him. Nobody makes fun of MY FATHER! I was literally shaking with anger. After a few eye daggers, they became even more ostentatious, and I on the other hand was about to burst, while my father happily chats away on the phone. so, i turned around and stare them straight in the eye, and said "excuse me, will you Shut the Fuck Up". honestly, i was proud of myself, because this time, I DID NOT PUT UP WITH THE RIDICULE and I STOOD UP TO IT, overthrowing my ever so cowardly self. and i give credit to the dumbasses coz they actually do understand english and did shut up, but they should slap themselves silly anyway.
after we got down from the bus, I got a lecture from my Dad. He told me I should have kept my composure and totally ignored them, instead of getting all angry myself. Because "being angry is a punishment to yourself for the wrongs that other people did". True.
Now, Im abit confused. Because one hand I think having a temper is not a bad thing, the other I think being angry at other people is dumb.
So, I have made up my mind,
no more silent sufferings, no more putting up with anti-Chinese sentiments, and at least if I am angry I will make known about it. If I am punishing myself for ur mistake, I make sure you have a horribler time than me.
just sunday, i discovered my temper and my anger are less deeply hidden than i thought. the incident took place on the bus, i was with my Dad. somewhere early in the trip, this group of disgustingly Beng-looking and vulgaricious and music-blasting stupid idiots boarded the bus, and sat behind us. I totally feel sad for their parents, coz if my kid grow up to be like that, I'd rather have given birth to a plant. Thn again i feel sorry for them, coz they probably don't have loving and responsible parents like I do, who teaches me manners and discipline and respect. while they filled the bus with their alphebets (namely KNN or CCB or Knnccb...), and blasting Jay chou's Dao Xiang away, I tried very VERY hard to ignore them. I was thinking to myself, that if they were to play the game "1,3,6" which is to call the numbers out but skipping those with 1,3 or 6, in the version of "knn, ccb, knnb" I bet they will run out of things to say.
despite their freaking idiotic public display of stupidity, we kept our opinions to ourselves. what pulled the last straw was when my father was talking on the phone, they made fun of him. Nobody makes fun of MY FATHER! I was literally shaking with anger. After a few eye daggers, they became even more ostentatious, and I on the other hand was about to burst, while my father happily chats away on the phone. so, i turned around and stare them straight in the eye, and said "excuse me, will you Shut the Fuck Up". honestly, i was proud of myself, because this time, I DID NOT PUT UP WITH THE RIDICULE and I STOOD UP TO IT, overthrowing my ever so cowardly self. and i give credit to the dumbasses coz they actually do understand english and did shut up, but they should slap themselves silly anyway.
after we got down from the bus, I got a lecture from my Dad. He told me I should have kept my composure and totally ignored them, instead of getting all angry myself. Because "being angry is a punishment to yourself for the wrongs that other people did". True.
Now, Im abit confused. Because one hand I think having a temper is not a bad thing, the other I think being angry at other people is dumb.
So, I have made up my mind,
no more silent sufferings, no more putting up with anti-Chinese sentiments, and at least if I am angry I will make known about it. If I am punishing myself for ur mistake, I make sure you have a horribler time than me.
Friday, April 03, 2009
ONE PIECE!!!!!
i dunno how many posts have i written that is about ONE PIECE. I am gonna write another one.
ONE PIECE IS MY INSPIRATION, READING ONE PIECE MAKES MY BLOOD BOIL, MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE! AND LUFFY, IS A BLOODY MIRACLE!!! MY GOD! ONE PIECE MUST NEVER END!!!!
ONE PIECE IS MY INSPIRATION, READING ONE PIECE MAKES MY BLOOD BOIL, MAKES ME FEEL ALIVE! AND LUFFY, IS A BLOODY MIRACLE!!! MY GOD! ONE PIECE MUST NEVER END!!!!
I am pissed
OK, I have decided not to put up with this anymore. What's wrong with you people!? What's with all the "CHina-man, Cheena-man" name-calling??? In what position are you to be making such a fuss about other people???
firstly, I do sort of understand how the locals feel towards them, or us, seeing us as people who invade your country, take away your jobs, pollute your country, whatever! and if you people cant see the reason behind all these, I suggest you go through primary school again. For one, we never did invade your country. Your government "invited" us over, and for what reason?? It's you people who are selfish and reproductively challenged, so much that ur government worry that there won't be any people to run the country in another 50 years, when all ye old buggers die out. Plus, foreign workers are not only from China, I see eurasians, americans, brits...whatever, and how come I don't hear any names for them??? how do you know that those blond hair and green eyes don't pollute your country, don't take away ye jobs, they bloody once invaded your country!! and I guess that part of ye memory is buried under all the dirty money ye earning from them.
then again, i find it disgusting when the local chinese TAKE PRIDE in the fact that they can't speak chinese, know nuts about their history and heritage. And I tink I dunnid to remind you that your ancestors came from mainland China. So what if that was history, now ye are all Singaporeans, ye are no longer Chinese. Are ye gonna rewrite history like the Koreans and say something like Confucius was from Singapore originally.
OK, to be fair, I do see the fact that sometimes what we do, how we act can be disturbing, different. This has to do with the demography whatever in my country. 13 billion people, and more than half do not get proper education beyond high school. Being under-educated is not their fault, because its way too big a population for the central gvt to cater to all. Singapore is one of the cleanest, safest country, one critical reason is that it is SMALL. of course easier to cope and spread the resources wad.
uurghsh....
hopefully i live to see the day when I never again see the condescending look in people's eyes when they talk about us. China is a strong and magnanimous nation, and us Chinese will infiltrate every corner of the world, and till that day, ye all just have to swallow that fact that calling us names is just another childish habit ye didn't leave it where ye should have left it
firstly, I do sort of understand how the locals feel towards them, or us, seeing us as people who invade your country, take away your jobs, pollute your country, whatever! and if you people cant see the reason behind all these, I suggest you go through primary school again. For one, we never did invade your country. Your government "invited" us over, and for what reason?? It's you people who are selfish and reproductively challenged, so much that ur government worry that there won't be any people to run the country in another 50 years, when all ye old buggers die out. Plus, foreign workers are not only from China, I see eurasians, americans, brits...whatever, and how come I don't hear any names for them??? how do you know that those blond hair and green eyes don't pollute your country, don't take away ye jobs, they bloody once invaded your country!! and I guess that part of ye memory is buried under all the dirty money ye earning from them.
then again, i find it disgusting when the local chinese TAKE PRIDE in the fact that they can't speak chinese, know nuts about their history and heritage. And I tink I dunnid to remind you that your ancestors came from mainland China. So what if that was history, now ye are all Singaporeans, ye are no longer Chinese. Are ye gonna rewrite history like the Koreans and say something like Confucius was from Singapore originally.
OK, to be fair, I do see the fact that sometimes what we do, how we act can be disturbing, different. This has to do with the demography whatever in my country. 13 billion people, and more than half do not get proper education beyond high school. Being under-educated is not their fault, because its way too big a population for the central gvt to cater to all. Singapore is one of the cleanest, safest country, one critical reason is that it is SMALL. of course easier to cope and spread the resources wad.
uurghsh....
hopefully i live to see the day when I never again see the condescending look in people's eyes when they talk about us. China is a strong and magnanimous nation, and us Chinese will infiltrate every corner of the world, and till that day, ye all just have to swallow that fact that calling us names is just another childish habit ye didn't leave it where ye should have left it
Thursday, April 02, 2009
i was bored at work
and i googled "bored at work" and i found this http://www.ubersite.com/m/85129
my god, go read if ya bored at work too.
i swear ima nvr eat a nugget agn. this bugger is crazy, lols, blooody good entertainment dude
my god, go read if ya bored at work too.
i swear ima nvr eat a nugget agn. this bugger is crazy, lols, blooody good entertainment dude
ONce again: I LOVE ADAM LAMBERT!!!!
This is no secret actually, I'm horrible slacker at work, muahahah. I just watched American Idol: Micheal Jackson Ep, And I was BLOWN AWAY!!!! really, i crashed two walls and found myself in the office next door. HOlY, Ima listen to Michael Jackson all day long and dance to myself, or wriggle in the chair actually, and enjoy spasms of joy travel through ma body. HOly, and Adam Lambert is just captivating!!! wooot!! I wooted softly in the office and couldn't stop bobbing and mini-waving my arms around infront of the computer screen. Yay, love internet TV, best thing ever!
Side story: last night, I dreamt that I was balding. seriously horrifying! the dream was sooo real, I saw myself touch my hair and just one huge waft of hair came tumbling down!!!! my god, im sure i screamed in my sleep. Best thing was my secondary school crush was professing his love for me, but the whole time i was trying to cover up the hideous hole on my head! so when i woke up, first thing i did was not open my eyes, I reached up to feel my hair. God, was I ever glad to find hair on my head. Heavenly. and the whole time I was getting dressed for work, I was dancing to Ayumi's songs blasting it at top volume and not giving a heck whether I wake the baby next door. another thing i realised, my dancing is HORRIBLICIOUSITY!!!! MY GOD, if anyone saw me dancing, they'd laugh so hard they fly all the way to Laughland. Soooo, when i get my meagre pay come the 7th, Ima seriously gonna enrol in a dance class. Bite me.
PS LOVE ADAM LAMBERT!! AND I DUN CARE HE'S GAY!!!
Monday, March 30, 2009
one news turned my day into sunshine ^^
wow! my supervisor is pregnant!!!! such great news!!! ima gonna buy all sorts of prunes or plums to the office hahahaha. OmG, it really brighten up my day totally! woot! to think i was grumpy just a moment ago. seriously, this sort of news have a mystical power to excite people. well maybe the thought that a new life is in the making is plainly exhilarating in its own sense. wow, and now i am motivated to work harder, haha, no link, but ya, lemme fingers fly over the keyboard and key in the data in mega-input speed, all for the sake of a new life emerging! happiness for the world!!!!
Friday, March 27, 2009
shit i hate sitting next to the bloody printer
i am grumpy the dwarf! because i am DAM grumpy and dam SHORT! (those ppl shorter than me are PRIMAL DWARVES! be contented la, at least you are not grumpy like me.)
anw, i want to repeat! I hate sitting next to the printer! because when people head to the printer, they pass by my desk. And I have never hated KAYPO-ism as much as until now! wtf, I am not some exotic animal that u've nv seen before, stare at me like i have a MOLE on my TEETH! and then just keep beo-ing my com screen, wtf wtf wtf!!! nxt time, im gonna invent this anti-beoing mechanism that shoots hot sauce laser into ur eyeballs man, beo some more la, i will make ornaments out of ur eyeballs! stupid fat pig.!
and i wnt to say this, ALL MIDDLE AGED HORNY LOSER MEN: GET A LIFE PLS! STOP PESTERING YOUNG GIRLS AND HARASSING THEM WITH YOUR FAILURE YOUTHFUL-WANNABE LINGO!!!! dam bloody loser and disgusting la. one more added reason i dun wanna take learn driving, coz the driving centers are infested with mole-ly OLD MEN who salivate profusely at the inrush of young beautiful girls.
anw, i want to repeat! I hate sitting next to the printer! because when people head to the printer, they pass by my desk. And I have never hated KAYPO-ism as much as until now! wtf, I am not some exotic animal that u've nv seen before, stare at me like i have a MOLE on my TEETH! and then just keep beo-ing my com screen, wtf wtf wtf!!! nxt time, im gonna invent this anti-beoing mechanism that shoots hot sauce laser into ur eyeballs man, beo some more la, i will make ornaments out of ur eyeballs! stupid fat pig.!
and i wnt to say this, ALL MIDDLE AGED HORNY LOSER MEN: GET A LIFE PLS! STOP PESTERING YOUNG GIRLS AND HARASSING THEM WITH YOUR FAILURE YOUTHFUL-WANNABE LINGO!!!! dam bloody loser and disgusting la. one more added reason i dun wanna take learn driving, coz the driving centers are infested with mole-ly OLD MEN who salivate profusely at the inrush of young beautiful girls.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
UNi
ok, so i tendered in my uni application and scholarship application. rightfully this is something big, and i should blog about things that are big. so here i am.......
i am feeling close to nothingness over this hectic thing called university application. i went through determination, confusion, determination, change of mind, huge determination, and now im just hoping that i get what i want. which is quite difficult, coz all the 4As are vying for my course...maybe i should simply hire a hitman and kill all the 4As there are. which i have no money...imagine kill one person cost 500bucks (assuming human life are that cheap), i will nid to pay 500 X 10000. hello , i dun even have 5 bucks for lunch tmr. yala, bloody i m dam sleepy and i havn bathed, and there's work tmr...........i shall continue another day
i am feeling close to nothingness over this hectic thing called university application. i went through determination, confusion, determination, change of mind, huge determination, and now im just hoping that i get what i want. which is quite difficult, coz all the 4As are vying for my course...maybe i should simply hire a hitman and kill all the 4As there are. which i have no money...imagine kill one person cost 500bucks (assuming human life are that cheap), i will nid to pay 500 X 10000. hello , i dun even have 5 bucks for lunch tmr. yala, bloody i m dam sleepy and i havn bathed, and there's work tmr...........i shall continue another day
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
About Yourself
"So tell me more about yourself."
"..."
This is one question that I was unable to answer, for three freaking times in a row for a bloody job interview. It's not that I have nothing to say about myself, but on the total contrary, I have so much to tell that I dunno where to begin.
Actually I think the question is posted in my favor, because it is an opening for me to display my qualities and let the interviewer get to know me better. It's just like me promoting the phone, honestly presenting the good things and secretly hiding the shortcomings. It is therefore a form of packaging, and I shall proceed to examine how to package myself in order to sell myself off to the panel of interviewers. I googled "about myself" and I came across this blog where the author wrote this list called "50 things I like about myself", claiming this a good exercise to get to know thyself, so I think I shall try.
Here goes, I love the fact that:
1. I am honest and frank.
2. I am sensitive towards people's feelings
3. I have no religion, but have strong belief in myself
4. I am passionate in the things I do
5. and I do things I'm passionate about
6. I'm still closely in touch with my roots and culture while growing up in a culture melting pot.
7. I'm a mixture of culture myself
8. My interests span far and wide
9. So do my hobbies
10. I believe in "survival of the fittest"
11. I understand it as survival by adapting to changes and not by sheer strength or power
12. I am confident
13. and this confidence is built on failures and successes alike
14. I have a great sense of humour
15. sometimes with me being the joke itself
16. I am adventurous
17. I do crazy things just because I've never done it before
18. I am creative, my mind is constantly brewing crazy ideas that I sometimes scare myself
19. I cut my own hair
20. I love to think
21. and I often ask questions that seem nonsensical
22. I love to do things differently, but not for the sake of being different.
23. I am mature but innocent
24. I have learnt not to judge people or anything by their appearance
25. I think art and science are inseparable
26. I am filial to my parents, and loyal to my friends
27. I was raised in a strict and warm family
28. I love Chinese literature
29. I love to read
30. I read on a vast range of subjects
31. I am open-minded
32. I believe in "70% passion and 30% hardwork"
33. I am me
34. I love what I want to study
35. I have many dreams
36. I am still passionate about Manga and Anime
37. I have a knack at learning languages
38. I love to earn money
39. I collect different job experiences
40. I love my friends
41. and they love me
42. I have recovered from pride bruises, emerging more humble
43. I respect the elderly or anyone older than me
44. I am learning to see things in long term and in macro
45. I am fun, energetic, bubbly and caring
46. I cry when I want to
47. I prefer to finish a task without stopping
48. I see the fun side of things
49. I'm optimistic
50. I lead not by strength or power, but by understanding
"..."
This is one question that I was unable to answer, for three freaking times in a row for a bloody job interview. It's not that I have nothing to say about myself, but on the total contrary, I have so much to tell that I dunno where to begin.
Actually I think the question is posted in my favor, because it is an opening for me to display my qualities and let the interviewer get to know me better. It's just like me promoting the phone, honestly presenting the good things and secretly hiding the shortcomings. It is therefore a form of packaging, and I shall proceed to examine how to package myself in order to sell myself off to the panel of interviewers. I googled "about myself" and I came across this blog where the author wrote this list called "50 things I like about myself", claiming this a good exercise to get to know thyself, so I think I shall try.
Here goes, I love the fact that:
1. I am honest and frank.
2. I am sensitive towards people's feelings
3. I have no religion, but have strong belief in myself
4. I am passionate in the things I do
5. and I do things I'm passionate about
6. I'm still closely in touch with my roots and culture while growing up in a culture melting pot.
7. I'm a mixture of culture myself
8. My interests span far and wide
9. So do my hobbies
10. I believe in "survival of the fittest"
11. I understand it as survival by adapting to changes and not by sheer strength or power
12. I am confident
13. and this confidence is built on failures and successes alike
14. I have a great sense of humour
15. sometimes with me being the joke itself
16. I am adventurous
17. I do crazy things just because I've never done it before
18. I am creative, my mind is constantly brewing crazy ideas that I sometimes scare myself
19. I cut my own hair
20. I love to think
21. and I often ask questions that seem nonsensical
22. I love to do things differently, but not for the sake of being different.
23. I am mature but innocent
24. I have learnt not to judge people or anything by their appearance
25. I think art and science are inseparable
26. I am filial to my parents, and loyal to my friends
27. I was raised in a strict and warm family
28. I love Chinese literature
29. I love to read
30. I read on a vast range of subjects
31. I am open-minded
32. I believe in "70% passion and 30% hardwork"
33. I am me
34. I love what I want to study
35. I have many dreams
36. I am still passionate about Manga and Anime
37. I have a knack at learning languages
38. I love to earn money
39. I collect different job experiences
40. I love my friends
41. and they love me
42. I have recovered from pride bruises, emerging more humble
43. I respect the elderly or anyone older than me
44. I am learning to see things in long term and in macro
45. I am fun, energetic, bubbly and caring
46. I cry when I want to
47. I prefer to finish a task without stopping
48. I see the fun side of things
49. I'm optimistic
50. I lead not by strength or power, but by understanding
Wednesday, March 04, 2009
steamboat!
wow, i could nv imagine myself taking up a data entry job...sighs..and i was adamantly telling my mom that i would never do an office job, while thinking i was very 有性格. but now, im here slogging away my youth picking stappler bullets and printing and scanning, and worse data entrying (which i am doing later). seriously, i am going to ruin my eyes staring at the com whole day. perhaps its this stagnant and unexciting job that really put me to start my evening jogs again, if not arh, my life will be repetive and slow-paced, the exact way that i don want it to be.
last night i dared myself to go jog around IMH, it is a nice track to jog, away from the cars and the ppl, its like an wonderful escape into the forests. well all things aren't perfect, so the blotches include crazy ppl staring at u while u run, wierd animal calls, and strange shadows. so, last night at 9pm, i tried to run around IMH, i usually dont wear specs when i run, so i was actually more-than-half-blind. i thought its gonna be nothing scary since i couldn't see, nothing can quite scare me. so i happily skipped into IMH and proceed to jog further into the darkness. i laff at my own cowardice ok, i just ran like 50m into the track i decided to turn back alr, pls its dam dark and dam scary! and the worse thing is i cant see!!!! lol, contradicting, but ya, so later i formed this deep-sounding philosophy, which is one shouldn't be scared of what one could see, but be scared of what one couldn't. makes sense rite.
yes, ok, steamboat. haha. later with SM and Char, i am skipping lunch for that heeheehee. its kind of like a last dinner before we step up to face the ominous results dropping down on Fri, last joys, at least don't die hungry haha. Side note: i like this job for the fact that I can be surfing and blogging and nobody cares hahaha, maybe tmr i can install gunbound here, lalala. so, looking forward to steamboat, today's gonna pass in a bzzzz.
then 2 days left before i face the barbaric A!!! oh dear, I just read the C blog, wow she's just damn heavy with stress, compared to her, i tink i can float above the clouds alr. seriously, i dont really feel scared, probably the mundane work helped to take my mind off that. to me, results and academic achievements are not everything, altho they do take up a big part of my life. i don't hate to study, but i don't believe in mugging, i do believe in indulging in something i am passionate about. also sometmes its not the contents of the subject that bug me, its the way we learn or the way its teached, that bug me. many times, something very interesting can become dead and dull due to the two tat i mentioned above. which leads me to think, communication studies is very important. paint a picture, look at a picture, the medium in btw is communication. w/o communication, no matter how many pictures painted, how many looks taken, nothing will get across! same with teachings and speeches, good communication delivers, captivates, enthralls, it brings out the joy in the subject. i believe in quality over quantity as well, therefore talking alot and talking little actually makes no difference, what matters is when you talk, you deliver the message and get things done.
i have 20 more minutes before i start scanning docs again. dozes off
last night i dared myself to go jog around IMH, it is a nice track to jog, away from the cars and the ppl, its like an wonderful escape into the forests. well all things aren't perfect, so the blotches include crazy ppl staring at u while u run, wierd animal calls, and strange shadows. so, last night at 9pm, i tried to run around IMH, i usually dont wear specs when i run, so i was actually more-than-half-blind. i thought its gonna be nothing scary since i couldn't see, nothing can quite scare me. so i happily skipped into IMH and proceed to jog further into the darkness. i laff at my own cowardice ok, i just ran like 50m into the track i decided to turn back alr, pls its dam dark and dam scary! and the worse thing is i cant see!!!! lol, contradicting, but ya, so later i formed this deep-sounding philosophy, which is one shouldn't be scared of what one could see, but be scared of what one couldn't. makes sense rite.
yes, ok, steamboat. haha. later with SM and Char, i am skipping lunch for that heeheehee. its kind of like a last dinner before we step up to face the ominous results dropping down on Fri, last joys, at least don't die hungry haha. Side note: i like this job for the fact that I can be surfing and blogging and nobody cares hahaha, maybe tmr i can install gunbound here, lalala. so, looking forward to steamboat, today's gonna pass in a bzzzz.
then 2 days left before i face the barbaric A!!! oh dear, I just read the C blog, wow she's just damn heavy with stress, compared to her, i tink i can float above the clouds alr. seriously, i dont really feel scared, probably the mundane work helped to take my mind off that. to me, results and academic achievements are not everything, altho they do take up a big part of my life. i don't hate to study, but i don't believe in mugging, i do believe in indulging in something i am passionate about. also sometmes its not the contents of the subject that bug me, its the way we learn or the way its teached, that bug me. many times, something very interesting can become dead and dull due to the two tat i mentioned above. which leads me to think, communication studies is very important. paint a picture, look at a picture, the medium in btw is communication. w/o communication, no matter how many pictures painted, how many looks taken, nothing will get across! same with teachings and speeches, good communication delivers, captivates, enthralls, it brings out the joy in the subject. i believe in quality over quantity as well, therefore talking alot and talking little actually makes no difference, what matters is when you talk, you deliver the message and get things done.
i have 20 more minutes before i start scanning docs again. dozes off
Saturday, February 28, 2009
sheesh
I was gratefully sick yesterday, so sick that I was unable to continue working, which is why I was grateful. Yes, no more selling HTC Dream!!!! Liberation! although now i have 40 bucks less for salary, but im still happy to go home halfway through the job and leave the crappy place for good.
nothing much to say about the ppl there, coz of the huge generation gap, plus they are too busy to make an impression on me. seriously, i tink the job they do is future-less. admin stuff just repeats itself forever more, and i wonder whether they get sick of it. this job just totally make me see more clearly that Admin work is never gonna like me, and vice versa. i guess their usual perks are the weirdo customers that pop in now and then, some just ask questions so laughable that you might just think that they are adorable. for example, this lady asked "i have a line at m1, i want to port my number over to singtel, will singtel pay the penalty for me?"
u say leh??? isnt it like eating wanton-mee halfway want to eat fishball-mee, ask the fishball-mee store uncle help you pay for ur wanton-mee???? sooo...
yes, i was sick halfway, so i went home, marking the end of me HTC Dream promoter job, with pleasure. eck, next time, im seriously gonna find a sitting job, damn.
if you ask me, whether selling the phone makes me wanna buy it, it is NO, big bloody NO. why, you ask. Because, I sold it, sold it to the point that I know every bad thing about it. so actually I lie most of the time if ppl ask me if the phone is good anot. lala, in the end they all still bought it, which 2 weeks later sure go and sell.
ok, not to make the phone sound really that bad, it does have praise-able things like um...lemme tink...toy-like design? well, it sure looks more friendly and less scary to use, i'm sure the kids are gonna like it. By "kids", i mean real kids, like those who only know 300 words in total. now it seems, nothing is worth praising about this phone. seems like it loses to iphone in every way possible. and in the shop, they have to put them side-by-side, which i dun understand because whats the use of me promoting when u deliberately make the phone seem less worth buying. i guess they just like to make promoter's lives difficult.
i have to mention, out of the so many weird customers, there's one super creeeeepy man who is just the embodiment of the word "creepy" in all. apparently he did not just appear out of the blue, he has a bright history of going to the shop since way back. guess what he does in the shop??? he uses the bloody live phones to watch youtube PORN! yuck! and he watches for damn bloody long time!!!! how loserish can he get??? i have no comments to porn, or watching porn, but at least do it in private rite??? is the video itself just not exciting enough??? yux......what a twisted loser. now he's rightfully on red alert, cant even step into the shop alr. good god, i did not have any physical contact with him, i must pray and kowtow many times.
aiya, so i was sick, really very sick, for someone so healthy as me, a little bit of sickness is more that i can handle. ok...so i got home really sick and tired and unwilling to move or talk, i had to go see a bloody doctor. why bloody? coz she made me look like a whining baby because she told me that i am bloody not sick, not having a temperature, just abit of sore throat. does she ever know how much more difficult her words made it for me to convince my parents that i am sick??? they refuse to believe that i was unwell and i have to vaccuum and mop and do all sorts of housework just because i am not sick. is the doctor not bloody or not. damn
ok...so now i am free again...i can laze around till the big A land on my head next week. wow i can hardly imagine how its gonna be like....
nothing much to say about the ppl there, coz of the huge generation gap, plus they are too busy to make an impression on me. seriously, i tink the job they do is future-less. admin stuff just repeats itself forever more, and i wonder whether they get sick of it. this job just totally make me see more clearly that Admin work is never gonna like me, and vice versa. i guess their usual perks are the weirdo customers that pop in now and then, some just ask questions so laughable that you might just think that they are adorable. for example, this lady asked "i have a line at m1, i want to port my number over to singtel, will singtel pay the penalty for me?"
u say leh??? isnt it like eating wanton-mee halfway want to eat fishball-mee, ask the fishball-mee store uncle help you pay for ur wanton-mee???? sooo...
yes, i was sick halfway, so i went home, marking the end of me HTC Dream promoter job, with pleasure. eck, next time, im seriously gonna find a sitting job, damn.
if you ask me, whether selling the phone makes me wanna buy it, it is NO, big bloody NO. why, you ask. Because, I sold it, sold it to the point that I know every bad thing about it. so actually I lie most of the time if ppl ask me if the phone is good anot. lala, in the end they all still bought it, which 2 weeks later sure go and sell.
ok, not to make the phone sound really that bad, it does have praise-able things like um...lemme tink...toy-like design? well, it sure looks more friendly and less scary to use, i'm sure the kids are gonna like it. By "kids", i mean real kids, like those who only know 300 words in total. now it seems, nothing is worth praising about this phone. seems like it loses to iphone in every way possible. and in the shop, they have to put them side-by-side, which i dun understand because whats the use of me promoting when u deliberately make the phone seem less worth buying. i guess they just like to make promoter's lives difficult.
i have to mention, out of the so many weird customers, there's one super creeeeepy man who is just the embodiment of the word "creepy" in all. apparently he did not just appear out of the blue, he has a bright history of going to the shop since way back. guess what he does in the shop??? he uses the bloody live phones to watch youtube PORN! yuck! and he watches for damn bloody long time!!!! how loserish can he get??? i have no comments to porn, or watching porn, but at least do it in private rite??? is the video itself just not exciting enough??? yux......what a twisted loser. now he's rightfully on red alert, cant even step into the shop alr. good god, i did not have any physical contact with him, i must pray and kowtow many times.
aiya, so i was sick, really very sick, for someone so healthy as me, a little bit of sickness is more that i can handle. ok...so i got home really sick and tired and unwilling to move or talk, i had to go see a bloody doctor. why bloody? coz she made me look like a whining baby because she told me that i am bloody not sick, not having a temperature, just abit of sore throat. does she ever know how much more difficult her words made it for me to convince my parents that i am sick??? they refuse to believe that i was unwell and i have to vaccuum and mop and do all sorts of housework just because i am not sick. is the doctor not bloody or not. damn
ok...so now i am free again...i can laze around till the big A land on my head next week. wow i can hardly imagine how its gonna be like....
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
i am damn irritated.........
i am fucking tired and its been a million years since i last touched my com, and I bloody took 1 hour to fix the connection, so I am rightfully very pissed...!!!
on my way home,i had mentally wrote smth to blog here, which i am very pissed rite now, so the mental post will be smeared with my pissed-ness for no reason just because i am pissed. bite me
anw...its smth to do with religion. ok thr's this part-time girl whom i made frenz with at the singtel shop, she sells broadband and mio btw, we were on the same bus home today, and we chanced to talk abt religion. so...having no good impression abt christianity due to my first and last visit to a church 2 years back...i listened to her in skeptism. hoping that she will not try to convert me, i tried to understand the underlying belief they have for their God...which i failed and so still cannot understand. in the end, she still tried to convert me tho subtlely, by telling me that if i don't believe in their God, i will go to hell. i took it matter of factly, that after i die, i am heading straight to hell, and was actually fine with it. but her persistent 'threats' just went on my nerves which include telling me i will be burnt in hell...blah blah blah..i went on to say...'fine, burn me, thn u all can eat barbequed-me'
ok, with no disrepect whatsoever for the said religion, i can say that i don't mind going to hell after i die. i assume i will be void of feelings and senses after i die, so go on and burn me, still i wont feel a thing rite, so why should i be scared to be burnt. quoting my fren that Christians believe that they have sinned in their lives, and therefore they go to heaven, and non-believers like me will just rocket straight to hell. so, logically, i don't really mind going to hell. here's why:
by assuming, every believer loves to convert whoever non-believer they meet, the no. of believers, hence future-heaven-dwellers will increase exponentially. assuming again that heaven is sacred, precious, hence in high demand-for but in pitifully low supply, meaning the step to entering is raised very very high, or in other words, no. of seats in the heaven constituency is highly limited. in economics term, there is a deficit or short supply of space. in other words, heaven, or the road to heaven, will be horribly crowded. for sheer space, i rather go to hell.
in reality, when many walk on a narrow path, there's bound to be pushing and shuffling. raising the severity of it, there will be scheming, sabotaging, backstabbing...bla bla bla... haven't we have enough of that when alive?? for the fear of going through all that agn in the afterlife, i rather go to hell.
ok. so what happens when you do get into the prestigious heaven?
do you become an angel? or start another "life", going through school, work, and marriage agn??
assuming everyone enters, and become angels, in RPG lingo, a newb...if not kill monsters, thn you must at least do smth to level up, and choose your job at certain levels. don't tell me you idle around floating on clouds and do nothing. if that's really the case, i rather die totally and not have enough souls left for idling in eternity. anw, so starting life agn in heaven must be somehow more appealing than life on earth, otherwise there's no draw to it any greater than going to hell. but being a soul, in spirit form, i cant quite imagine there being any joy to be senseless and formless, other than u get blown here and there by the wind, all physical attacks will pass right through u and vice versa....not very enjoyable in my view. maybe it's the urban myths and legends that fabricated all these in my minds, i am totally clueless to whatever happens in heaven...i m totally suspicious that what the believers believe in heaven is really true........turn out, im just skeptical about everything, coz i am fucking pissed.
should i go disclaim the fact that everything i wrote was not meant as any attack, ridicule or defaming for any said religion? fact is, no sane believers read my blog, so i wont bother to anyway.
bloody....my legs are freaking killing me. and i dono, what exactly am i irritated at. baaahzzzz........i wanna punch something real badly...
on my way home,i had mentally wrote smth to blog here, which i am very pissed rite now, so the mental post will be smeared with my pissed-ness for no reason just because i am pissed. bite me
anw...its smth to do with religion. ok thr's this part-time girl whom i made frenz with at the singtel shop, she sells broadband and mio btw, we were on the same bus home today, and we chanced to talk abt religion. so...having no good impression abt christianity due to my first and last visit to a church 2 years back...i listened to her in skeptism. hoping that she will not try to convert me, i tried to understand the underlying belief they have for their God...which i failed and so still cannot understand. in the end, she still tried to convert me tho subtlely, by telling me that if i don't believe in their God, i will go to hell. i took it matter of factly, that after i die, i am heading straight to hell, and was actually fine with it. but her persistent 'threats' just went on my nerves which include telling me i will be burnt in hell...blah blah blah..i went on to say...'fine, burn me, thn u all can eat barbequed-me'
ok, with no disrepect whatsoever for the said religion, i can say that i don't mind going to hell after i die. i assume i will be void of feelings and senses after i die, so go on and burn me, still i wont feel a thing rite, so why should i be scared to be burnt. quoting my fren that Christians believe that they have sinned in their lives, and therefore they go to heaven, and non-believers like me will just rocket straight to hell. so, logically, i don't really mind going to hell. here's why:
by assuming, every believer loves to convert whoever non-believer they meet, the no. of believers, hence future-heaven-dwellers will increase exponentially. assuming again that heaven is sacred, precious, hence in high demand-for but in pitifully low supply, meaning the step to entering is raised very very high, or in other words, no. of seats in the heaven constituency is highly limited. in economics term, there is a deficit or short supply of space. in other words, heaven, or the road to heaven, will be horribly crowded. for sheer space, i rather go to hell.
in reality, when many walk on a narrow path, there's bound to be pushing and shuffling. raising the severity of it, there will be scheming, sabotaging, backstabbing...bla bla bla... haven't we have enough of that when alive?? for the fear of going through all that agn in the afterlife, i rather go to hell.
ok. so what happens when you do get into the prestigious heaven?
do you become an angel? or start another "life", going through school, work, and marriage agn??
assuming everyone enters, and become angels, in RPG lingo, a newb...if not kill monsters, thn you must at least do smth to level up, and choose your job at certain levels. don't tell me you idle around floating on clouds and do nothing. if that's really the case, i rather die totally and not have enough souls left for idling in eternity. anw, so starting life agn in heaven must be somehow more appealing than life on earth, otherwise there's no draw to it any greater than going to hell. but being a soul, in spirit form, i cant quite imagine there being any joy to be senseless and formless, other than u get blown here and there by the wind, all physical attacks will pass right through u and vice versa....not very enjoyable in my view. maybe it's the urban myths and legends that fabricated all these in my minds, i am totally clueless to whatever happens in heaven...i m totally suspicious that what the believers believe in heaven is really true........turn out, im just skeptical about everything, coz i am fucking pissed.
should i go disclaim the fact that everything i wrote was not meant as any attack, ridicule or defaming for any said religion? fact is, no sane believers read my blog, so i wont bother to anyway.
bloody....my legs are freaking killing me. and i dono, what exactly am i irritated at. baaahzzzz........i wanna punch something real badly...
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
LOVE LOVE MY DARLINGS
This song is by my beloved TVXQ, called WRONG NUMBER. I should sing this to a certain someone. lalala
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
New experiences
So today, I had two new experiences. One, Slimming treatment, focusing on me thighs. Two, new product briefing, which is a new phone that is about to launch in 2 days.
First lemme recount my slimming experience.
Yes, I do love to be served and pampered and taken care of down to the finest detail.
Although now I have to say there is one added person other than myself, to meet my lower half, it was quite worth it, at least now I wont get all jittery come my wedding night. I had to change into disposable panties coz my area of choice to slim is the thighs,and the stuff they are gonna apply there might dirty my panties, so I have to wear the paper one...which they should improve by making it an opaque panty...yes...
and after that, we were very well taken care of. Lying on the two beds, me friend and I, sort of resembling squares of meat being marinated on cooking boards, were firstly scrubbed(thighs only)to remove dead skin and the such,during which we laughed uncontrollably coz you know, the inner thighs are not just sensitive, they are VERY SENSITIVE! Lols...even thinking of it now makes me wanna laugh. So after scrubbing, we begin treatment, which comprises of 3 steps. The first n second steps are interchangeable, coz there's only one machine for each step and there's two of us, so we mus SHARE. Anyway, for me, it was the weird "Kissing" machine that went first. I couldn't see how it looked like for I was impaired w/o my specs, and my eyes were covered. So from my senses, its sort of like a suction thing, whereby the lady runs it over my thighs for some length before it ends with a sucking sound that sounds like a smacking kiss. Alls cool when she was at my outer thighs, it's the inner thighs that gives me the problems and the laughs. Try imagine someone kissing you hard on the inner thighs, won't you get excited? I am not trying to be sick...this is exactly what happened.
Ok, second step, some vibrating thing, feels great on the outer thighs but sort of painful towards the inner. I try very hard not to think anything when we were at it, for reasons too embarrassing to spell out. yup and we were through, down to the last part, which I skillfully described it as YUAN YANG JI (couple chicken), name after some dish, coz we both were wrapped up in plastic foil, and were told to lay there to cook...yes cook...(no "cook" is my word, but it basically translates into that).
half an hour, we are ready to be served!
We took turns to shower, but before that we were draped in expensive-looking robes, which makes me feel like holding a glass of wine or a stick of cigarette in my hands, just so to look really like some bad woman after having an affair.
After shower, we took measurements, and my thighs actually did slim down, 3 cm difference just after one session. I would definitely do it again, when I have the money.
Once again, I like to be served and pampered like I'm the jewel of the world, lalala.
new experience no. 2
there isn't much to be said about this, as I am not supposed to be talking about it, coz it's not launched yet, and Singtel wants it to be a surprise. So all I can say is that this new phone is going to beat Iphone face down, and I hope all the iPhone users cry at the sight this new phone. Ok, just that the look of the phone not as sleek and sexy, but trust me there are way more gold to be digged beneath the humble surface.
additionally, new experience yesterday, threading!
sux, damn painful, now my face feels bare and susceptible to cold attacks, and my eyebrows look not much a difference. but i can't complain coz the service was totally free. I just hope my feedback won't land the poor girl in trouble.
I've picked up BLEACH once again, and I've just got to say that I love the characters SOO SOO Much!!
First lemme recount my slimming experience.
Yes, I do love to be served and pampered and taken care of down to the finest detail.
Although now I have to say there is one added person other than myself, to meet my lower half, it was quite worth it, at least now I wont get all jittery come my wedding night. I had to change into disposable panties coz my area of choice to slim is the thighs,and the stuff they are gonna apply there might dirty my panties, so I have to wear the paper one...which they should improve by making it an opaque panty...yes...
and after that, we were very well taken care of. Lying on the two beds, me friend and I, sort of resembling squares of meat being marinated on cooking boards, were firstly scrubbed(thighs only)to remove dead skin and the such,during which we laughed uncontrollably coz you know, the inner thighs are not just sensitive, they are VERY SENSITIVE! Lols...even thinking of it now makes me wanna laugh. So after scrubbing, we begin treatment, which comprises of 3 steps. The first n second steps are interchangeable, coz there's only one machine for each step and there's two of us, so we mus SHARE. Anyway, for me, it was the weird "Kissing" machine that went first. I couldn't see how it looked like for I was impaired w/o my specs, and my eyes were covered. So from my senses, its sort of like a suction thing, whereby the lady runs it over my thighs for some length before it ends with a sucking sound that sounds like a smacking kiss. Alls cool when she was at my outer thighs, it's the inner thighs that gives me the problems and the laughs. Try imagine someone kissing you hard on the inner thighs, won't you get excited? I am not trying to be sick...this is exactly what happened.
Ok, second step, some vibrating thing, feels great on the outer thighs but sort of painful towards the inner. I try very hard not to think anything when we were at it, for reasons too embarrassing to spell out. yup and we were through, down to the last part, which I skillfully described it as YUAN YANG JI (couple chicken), name after some dish, coz we both were wrapped up in plastic foil, and were told to lay there to cook...yes cook...(no "cook" is my word, but it basically translates into that).
half an hour, we are ready to be served!
We took turns to shower, but before that we were draped in expensive-looking robes, which makes me feel like holding a glass of wine or a stick of cigarette in my hands, just so to look really like some bad woman after having an affair.
After shower, we took measurements, and my thighs actually did slim down, 3 cm difference just after one session. I would definitely do it again, when I have the money.
Once again, I like to be served and pampered like I'm the jewel of the world, lalala.
new experience no. 2
there isn't much to be said about this, as I am not supposed to be talking about it, coz it's not launched yet, and Singtel wants it to be a surprise. So all I can say is that this new phone is going to beat Iphone face down, and I hope all the iPhone users cry at the sight this new phone. Ok, just that the look of the phone not as sleek and sexy, but trust me there are way more gold to be digged beneath the humble surface.
additionally, new experience yesterday, threading!
sux, damn painful, now my face feels bare and susceptible to cold attacks, and my eyebrows look not much a difference. but i can't complain coz the service was totally free. I just hope my feedback won't land the poor girl in trouble.
I've picked up BLEACH once again, and I've just got to say that I love the characters SOO SOO Much!!
Friday, February 13, 2009
Working is immensely fun and memorable!
Yes, again I did roadshow for Singtel, and this time it was at NTU. Omg,how freaking far! yes, if i total up the time i spent travelling the past two days, it adds up to a proper working day! bloody 8 hrs! omg!
well, I didn't have a good impression of NTU the last time I went there, which was for the Manga Competition INK'07. Then, i went into the School of Arts building, it was just empty...and the whole feeling I had for NTU was......EMPTY! well the reason being I went there on a sunday...probably explains why.
This time, it was very much different! The roadshow was located outside this Lecture Theatre, which I heard not many people attend the lectures, but was proved otherwise as time to time people pour out of the doors in the hundreds. the whole place was actually sort of a gathering place, with fast foods and foot courts and a library. It was actually very intriguing to be there in presence..it kinda feels like a poly. so in the mornings i will blend in and pretend to be a fellow uni student, and fraala emerge otherwise in my red, "UNLIMITED SMS AND CAMPUS CALL" t-shirt, as a SIngtel promoter.
Luckily this time round, i don't have to distribute flyers, I only have to stand around and promote, which in other words means slack. it so happens Singtel really likes to pay us to slack around, coz apparently the small little place can do with a few people enough, we are just over-earning for wad little work we do. So we made use of our time to mingle around. most of the fellow promoters come from Republic Poly, it so happens they are having holiday alr...ya, so among the 5 promoters, 3 are RPs, 1 NTU, and 1 me. ok...bitching time....I am openly saying this, I CANNOT STAND THE NTU GUY FOR NUTS!!!! He reminds me of the sick pervert many years back. OMG, I cant begin to describe his grossity!
one, he likes to show me his BUTT!!! I was resting at the side, sitting on the floor, eating my ice cream, and he who was not having break, kept walking infront of me! Trust me I am not being over-suspicious. He happily stops right in front of me, with his ass right infront of my eye, and stays there for a million years! not just one time, MANY FREAKING TIMES!
two, he is plain disgusting. lemme recount:
1. he purposely burped AT me 3 fucking times;
2. at one point of time he stood so CLOSE to me, I had a feeling he was smelling my hair (omg this just creeps the hell out of me);
3. he keeps looking at me, and follows me around
4. he cuts into our healthy and meaningful conversations, and start talking about how much he'd like to shit
5. we were discussing about "wiping off" makeup, he popped up and start talking about "wiping off" his butt
6. he is God's piece of failure
7. he has a pasable-looking, but irritating gf
8. he tinks he is damn handsome, and he tinks that i like him (OMG! HELL NO!)
which is why, us girls were saying "ppl like him force us girls to become lesbians"
ok, that is the dirty spot on my fun-filled 2 days' work.
other than him, the others were great peopls with great personalities and great real funny stories. I made friends with all of them and there was one I really like alot! He is bloody funny!!!! We talked about all sorts of things, and one point in time, we were looking for hot girls together. in all failed attempts to locate one in NTU, we turned to help - Iphone, where I searched "hot girls" in youtube, and wow, i scroll down to see "lesbian porn" on the title. I "yux" loudly and attempted to close, lol, when he got "excited"...hahaha...and we were fighting over the phone and me insisting that he is "EXCITED" and wants to watch the video. lol such fun. yes, i have found a fren whom i can happily SUAN and he will happily SUAN me back, I love frenz like this, non-stop competition.
ya, ok, there were another 2 girls, whom both I liked alot. They are very special people with qualities easy to remember. One of them is very much like me, boyish and straightforward and full of fun! we clicked great, and were soon talking about how hot the guys are from our CCAs. not the usual kind of girls talking abt guys, we went about in an anatomical way, becoz we both worship smacking HotBods and Inverted Triangles. And she shared with me CHAO GAO XIAO regarding her touchy senior.
another girl, whom I love to play with, is a girl with many many names....siao...so many names! how can one respond to so many different names??? its not human.......
ok ya, she is funny, lame funny, had me laugh until i gagged for air. seriously, this is one hell of a funny and slack job!
and oso on the first day, i met this guy whose name is SHY, hahaha, who is really likable like a little brother, and who draws manga too. He gave me one of his prints and its really full of potential! I am seriously amazed. and he has sweaty palms like Gan has, he was trying to promote, while holding on to the flyer, which got wet and crumpled between his wet palms.
yes and the staff and everybody are very nice. NTU has alot of shuai guys, but very little chiobus....sadly....so my dear fren having no eyecandy had to share with me his requirments so that i can help him spot. and he, same as me, look at height before all else. NO, this is not shallow. before you consider the persons personality and blah blah blah, the physical appearance must at least pass the set standard, this is done unknowingly coz you size up a person without even knowing that you are doing so. So, those ppl who retorted my reply last time can just slap themselves.
yes, i miss my new frenz alr. I am going to KIT with them all, and ya, hopefully we meet agn soon.
well, I didn't have a good impression of NTU the last time I went there, which was for the Manga Competition INK'07. Then, i went into the School of Arts building, it was just empty...and the whole feeling I had for NTU was......EMPTY! well the reason being I went there on a sunday...probably explains why.
This time, it was very much different! The roadshow was located outside this Lecture Theatre, which I heard not many people attend the lectures, but was proved otherwise as time to time people pour out of the doors in the hundreds. the whole place was actually sort of a gathering place, with fast foods and foot courts and a library. It was actually very intriguing to be there in presence..it kinda feels like a poly. so in the mornings i will blend in and pretend to be a fellow uni student, and fraala emerge otherwise in my red, "UNLIMITED SMS AND CAMPUS CALL" t-shirt, as a SIngtel promoter.
Luckily this time round, i don't have to distribute flyers, I only have to stand around and promote, which in other words means slack. it so happens Singtel really likes to pay us to slack around, coz apparently the small little place can do with a few people enough, we are just over-earning for wad little work we do. So we made use of our time to mingle around. most of the fellow promoters come from Republic Poly, it so happens they are having holiday alr...ya, so among the 5 promoters, 3 are RPs, 1 NTU, and 1 me. ok...bitching time....I am openly saying this, I CANNOT STAND THE NTU GUY FOR NUTS!!!! He reminds me of the sick pervert many years back. OMG, I cant begin to describe his grossity!
one, he likes to show me his BUTT!!! I was resting at the side, sitting on the floor, eating my ice cream, and he who was not having break, kept walking infront of me! Trust me I am not being over-suspicious. He happily stops right in front of me, with his ass right infront of my eye, and stays there for a million years! not just one time, MANY FREAKING TIMES!
two, he is plain disgusting. lemme recount:
1. he purposely burped AT me 3 fucking times;
2. at one point of time he stood so CLOSE to me, I had a feeling he was smelling my hair (omg this just creeps the hell out of me);
3. he keeps looking at me, and follows me around
4. he cuts into our healthy and meaningful conversations, and start talking about how much he'd like to shit
5. we were discussing about "wiping off" makeup, he popped up and start talking about "wiping off" his butt
6. he is God's piece of failure
7. he has a pasable-looking, but irritating gf
8. he tinks he is damn handsome, and he tinks that i like him (OMG! HELL NO!)
which is why, us girls were saying "ppl like him force us girls to become lesbians"
ok, that is the dirty spot on my fun-filled 2 days' work.
other than him, the others were great peopls with great personalities and great real funny stories. I made friends with all of them and there was one I really like alot! He is bloody funny!!!! We talked about all sorts of things, and one point in time, we were looking for hot girls together. in all failed attempts to locate one in NTU, we turned to help - Iphone, where I searched "hot girls" in youtube, and wow, i scroll down to see "lesbian porn" on the title. I "yux" loudly and attempted to close, lol, when he got "excited"...hahaha...and we were fighting over the phone and me insisting that he is "EXCITED" and wants to watch the video. lol such fun. yes, i have found a fren whom i can happily SUAN and he will happily SUAN me back, I love frenz like this, non-stop competition.
ya, ok, there were another 2 girls, whom both I liked alot. They are very special people with qualities easy to remember. One of them is very much like me, boyish and straightforward and full of fun! we clicked great, and were soon talking about how hot the guys are from our CCAs. not the usual kind of girls talking abt guys, we went about in an anatomical way, becoz we both worship smacking HotBods and Inverted Triangles. And she shared with me CHAO GAO XIAO regarding her touchy senior.
another girl, whom I love to play with, is a girl with many many names....siao...so many names! how can one respond to so many different names??? its not human.......
ok ya, she is funny, lame funny, had me laugh until i gagged for air. seriously, this is one hell of a funny and slack job!
and oso on the first day, i met this guy whose name is SHY, hahaha, who is really likable like a little brother, and who draws manga too. He gave me one of his prints and its really full of potential! I am seriously amazed. and he has sweaty palms like Gan has, he was trying to promote, while holding on to the flyer, which got wet and crumpled between his wet palms.
yes and the staff and everybody are very nice. NTU has alot of shuai guys, but very little chiobus....sadly....so my dear fren having no eyecandy had to share with me his requirments so that i can help him spot. and he, same as me, look at height before all else. NO, this is not shallow. before you consider the persons personality and blah blah blah, the physical appearance must at least pass the set standard, this is done unknowingly coz you size up a person without even knowing that you are doing so. So, those ppl who retorted my reply last time can just slap themselves.
yes, i miss my new frenz alr. I am going to KIT with them all, and ya, hopefully we meet agn soon.
Friday, January 23, 2009
American Idol shwoopies!!!!
Yes AI just totally made my day, it never fails to put a smile on my face, be it the ridiculously hilarious singers or the really really great ones whose singing gives a million goosebumps, I could forget about all the worries, all the problems while watching AI.
It really made me believe the recent revelation that is "if you've got what it takes, no one could stand in your way"--even more. I tink all intelligent TV lizards can tell at first glance who can sing and who can not, or rather who's got it and who's not. it's like immediate, from the look, the way they carry themselves...its pretty damn obvious. Yes, i know "dun judge a book by its cover"...but...how about a bad book may have a good cover, but a good book may never have a bad cover. its pretty true with ppl oso i tink, its like some ppl just don from head to toe with lovelies with lovely names but still look like a piece of shit, or maybe a processed piece of shit, but still a piece of shit nonetheless; while some can just wear a simple bland tee and simple bland bottom and woala just blows u away.... well of course there are always the lovely ppl who look even more lovely with more lovely adornments on and about them, and the helpless people who couldn't and can't afford to look any better. so regarding looks, if you've got the beauty, even rags look like gowns in your light, but if you haven't got any beauty, you'll only let the lovelies steal the light away, like "oooh she's got a diamond ring! but i wont care less for who she is, all that she is, is the diamond only."
again, this is not just about looks, looks alone are just plain superficial, looks alone can only tell ppl a tiny portion about who and what you are. in being a person, ur brought up, ur content is what you are. i have just the perfect wrong example in my house. this is one who adorns himself with brands after brands after brands, and carries ladies' handbag (or i choose to see that way). no matter how sophiscated and supposingly "hunky" he looks on the outside, on the dinning table, he eats like a beggar. i don't tink he realises this, aside from the irritation his eating habits causes to the poor fellow dinning people, it is he who ultimately looks bad. (how about the image of a bling-looking pig eating a mudpie) i know its kinda mean for me to badmouth him all the time, (if u bother, he's the raging inspiration behind all my ranting posts) but why not use it when i have such convincing and convenient example at hand. I have said "he is not part of my life", i meant to be mean but i'd find it really hurtful if someone said tt to me, i cant help it, he just brings the worst out of me.
well back the point of the post, that if you've got the 实力, you cant be stopped, in fact people will give you a helping hand, this is what AI is doing. I bet all those people who came out saying "this show sux, kissmyXXX, im nver gonna watch this show again, ibet they duno how to sing themselves" will be the ones feeding on the show for survival themselves, lala, because they want to see how others can do worse than they did so to boost their injured egos, this is very understandable, and very funny to watch. then again, even tho some of them who din got it all, they still went and gave it go, the whole courage of it is heartening. its better than ppl who know they've got what it takes but lack the courage to show it.
for now, in this dire economic situation, i am expectedly gonna dorn rags and tree leaves in the near future, so ima not going to drool after clothes and shoes and bags anymore, ima going to scorn the spoiled brats who spend their parents' hard-earned money frivolously, and ima going to invest in things with much higher marginal returns eg. myself. yep...so Happy Nu Year, and may all's ang bao not shrink and have a prosperous year ahead!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
nah i dun feel like blogging actually
go visit the webpage called "cute overload", it makes u tink the world is a better place.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
omg 辣。。。辣死人
My whole family is hooked on this super hot chapalang stuff we bought from this store in chinatown, we have...let's see...duck feet, duck wings, duck liver, duck heart and duck neck...yes all duck, and we love them, and we bought 重辣 for all, which is like ultimate level of 辣. I can safely eat everything except the duck feet, which is SUPER FUCKING 辣！！！I was watching my parents eat, coz i dont dare, wa then they eat until very HAPPY! So i Decided to try....and i only nibbled of one joint from the toe....my whole tongue felt like its on FIRE! wabiang, its 辣 to the max, so much that one small bit only I started tearing alr...and my Dad is still happily devouring the rest of it, and keep giving me the "OMG 好吃!" look........shit..........my threshold for 辣is nothing compared to my parents, how am I going to enjoy all the good food back in 成都 if i cannot eat 辣? it will be like going to a food expo and only able to drink tap water....so I have decided to climb the proficiency scale in 辣-eating. and so hopefully when i eventually graduate from it, i can go eat the “变态”辣味 with my parents, which is freaking popular back in 成都 now.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
i am very irritated
i am getting very irritated with everything, everyone, known or not known, i am just in the mood to find fault in everything and everyone around me.
fuck, i hate to organise outings, which is irritating and disappointing, for one ppl dont return ur calls and reply ur sms, only zillion hours later they tell u they are free coz they havn got a job...and freaking the day before the outing, only after i asked, they tell me they cannot make it! will it freaking hurt to tell me a bit earlier?? har! its yux and irritating! which is anyhow ask me to organise, happily tell me will confirm turn up, thn now leave me hanging.....wabiang, very happy izzit......sux........i should happily prepare a bucket of dung to throw at ppl that irritates me.
i hate reading ppls blogs who write like they are talking to someone, with no proper substance, just boring recounts of what had happened that day, it doesnt hurt to do it once in awhile but hello, blogs are not navigation journals, not for you to record what time u wake up, what time u leave house, what time u freaking take a shit in the poohole! its irritating to read this kind of blogs. and its even more irritating to know tht ppl do actually follow this kind of blog and comment that "hey love ur blog, keep it up!" i can just show u what i ate last night here, its much more interesting. yux...hypocrites and shallow little humans...they are to be squashed out one by one like the flies in the iphone game SWAT.
then again i hate to read blogs that are censorred and muffled, such tat aft u read time n time agn, i still duno what exactly the persons talking about, most of the time is things to do wif their significant other halves. like "omg i hate myself for not being caring enough...she was sick, and i said these and that kind of stuff...yux i hate myself" yes, i hate u too! chew on ur keyboard asshole!
sheesh....i find artsy ppl irritatin as well..(im saying this coz i am irritated now)...because of the air of arrogance around many of them......its just...they purposely speak with a different slang, walk wit a different style, act in a different manner...and i suppose that makes u one of kind, and possibly artsy...
ok to be fair, there are definetly real artsy ppl that sucks ur attention dry the moment they appear, like the air suddenly smells nicer and the world less insane when they are around. to be double fair again, these are the exotic minorities who actually mastered themselves, outside this circle of perfection is a hopeless bunch of ppl too trying and too far from perfect, suck on it suckers! i wish i had a bloody camera, so that i could capture proof, and probably show the contrast btw a goddess and a goddess-wannabe-but-failed-at-it.
thn again, i must say i love the lasalle campus, its really one of a kind, even tho i cant make out the meaning behind every piece of displayed art, or the architecture itself, some innate feelings stirs at the sight of them, and the whole atmosphere was artsy and probbing. like the "black hole" which is a pond with a human statue rising out of its depth...the word "(re)production" describes it so well, with a elusive connection btw black hole n production that seems to be there, but yet so undefined.
yes, i am positive that i am gg mad for the moment,i just lately realized that the world isnt a peaceful place that it had appeared to me for the past decade, it is filled with evil and sinister motives tat haunts u when u sleep. someone who lives right next to ur room can be a total stranger and may one day just rob u naked. sometimes i hate to see the underside of human nature, the vanity that keeps the financially crippled to keep scouring for branded materials, to satisfy that gapping whole of insecurity within by keeping up a bright appearance...stupid and disgusting. why the hell make urself so miserable in order to keep up the facade while inside u are just an insecure asshole who could still turn back if u just listened. but no, u chose to scorn n ignore words of kindness and wisdom, and so it is expected that one day u will end up with nothing.
as an example of irritating bloggers, this is what they do at the end of their posts. "ok, i tink i am very sleepy now, so i shall stop writing here k? goodnite everybody, i love you all very much! and she turns and goes to sleep. xoxo. love ya. muacks...." irritating or not?
fuck, i hate to organise outings, which is irritating and disappointing, for one ppl dont return ur calls and reply ur sms, only zillion hours later they tell u they are free coz they havn got a job...and freaking the day before the outing, only after i asked, they tell me they cannot make it! will it freaking hurt to tell me a bit earlier?? har! its yux and irritating! which is anyhow ask me to organise, happily tell me will confirm turn up, thn now leave me hanging.....wabiang, very happy izzit......sux........i should happily prepare a bucket of dung to throw at ppl that irritates me.
i hate reading ppls blogs who write like they are talking to someone, with no proper substance, just boring recounts of what had happened that day, it doesnt hurt to do it once in awhile but hello, blogs are not navigation journals, not for you to record what time u wake up, what time u leave house, what time u freaking take a shit in the poohole! its irritating to read this kind of blogs. and its even more irritating to know tht ppl do actually follow this kind of blog and comment that "hey love ur blog, keep it up!" i can just show u what i ate last night here, its much more interesting. yux...hypocrites and shallow little humans...they are to be squashed out one by one like the flies in the iphone game SWAT.
then again i hate to read blogs that are censorred and muffled, such tat aft u read time n time agn, i still duno what exactly the persons talking about, most of the time is things to do wif their significant other halves. like "omg i hate myself for not being caring enough...she was sick, and i said these and that kind of stuff...yux i hate myself" yes, i hate u too! chew on ur keyboard asshole!
sheesh....i find artsy ppl irritatin as well..(im saying this coz i am irritated now)...because of the air of arrogance around many of them......its just...they purposely speak with a different slang, walk wit a different style, act in a different manner...and i suppose that makes u one of kind, and possibly artsy...
ok to be fair, there are definetly real artsy ppl that sucks ur attention dry the moment they appear, like the air suddenly smells nicer and the world less insane when they are around. to be double fair again, these are the exotic minorities who actually mastered themselves, outside this circle of perfection is a hopeless bunch of ppl too trying and too far from perfect, suck on it suckers! i wish i had a bloody camera, so that i could capture proof, and probably show the contrast btw a goddess and a goddess-wannabe-but-failed-at-it.
thn again, i must say i love the lasalle campus, its really one of a kind, even tho i cant make out the meaning behind every piece of displayed art, or the architecture itself, some innate feelings stirs at the sight of them, and the whole atmosphere was artsy and probbing. like the "black hole" which is a pond with a human statue rising out of its depth...the word "(re)production" describes it so well, with a elusive connection btw black hole n production that seems to be there, but yet so undefined.
yes, i am positive that i am gg mad for the moment,i just lately realized that the world isnt a peaceful place that it had appeared to me for the past decade, it is filled with evil and sinister motives tat haunts u when u sleep. someone who lives right next to ur room can be a total stranger and may one day just rob u naked. sometimes i hate to see the underside of human nature, the vanity that keeps the financially crippled to keep scouring for branded materials, to satisfy that gapping whole of insecurity within by keeping up a bright appearance...stupid and disgusting. why the hell make urself so miserable in order to keep up the facade while inside u are just an insecure asshole who could still turn back if u just listened. but no, u chose to scorn n ignore words of kindness and wisdom, and so it is expected that one day u will end up with nothing.
as an example of irritating bloggers, this is what they do at the end of their posts. "ok, i tink i am very sleepy now, so i shall stop writing here k? goodnite everybody, i love you all very much! and she turns and goes to sleep. xoxo. love ya. muacks...." irritating or not?
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Dear 2008
Today is thee last day of my career as an iPhone promoter, and also the last day of thee year. Looking back, this year has been very fulfilling, and I have gained much from this year. Very importantly, I have made important friendships that I hope will last decades into the future, I have completed my enjoyable two year education at the most happening junior college, and also pride myself as a true blue Victorian everywhere I go. Honestly people seem to respect me when I tell them I was from VJC, makes me been with pride. Seriously I would need to reorganize this post, after all it is supposed to be a recollection of this past one year of my life, maybe I shall write it in Chinese. Omg, I'm in desperate need of the loo all of a sudden, later!!!!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
People
I realized some people like to make their points by murmurig to themselves bit just loud enough for others to hear.
Customer: how come my iphone's battery use up so fast? I have to charge it everyday!
Me: you can check with commcentre whether they can solve your problem for you
Customer: (mumble) I really regret buying this phone, my nokia had no such problem....mumble mumble pssshsssshsssh
Customer: how come my iphone's battery use up so fast? I have to charge it everyday!
Me: you can check with commcentre whether they can solve your problem for you
Customer: (mumble) I really regret buying this phone, my nokia had no such problem....mumble mumble pssshsssshsssh
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
Post Xmas moodswing
I feel like i'm the boss of this shop now, I just roam around the shop and do nothing, coz I'm in a mood to act big shot. Not that anything devastatig has happened, I merely wished that I could stay in bed longer, bloody hell I only slept 5 stupid hours, I am as unhappy as an injured moose. So dear customers: keep away.
Anyway last night was nice, went out to eat with stepf and gan, it was just nice to be with them, even though I am damn tired today, I don't regret going out last night. Yup, was a nice nice day ytd.
But today is not nice, aaaaargh, time faster pass please, 9pm please arrive now!!!!!
Anyway last night was nice, went out to eat with stepf and gan, it was just nice to be with them, even though I am damn tired today, I don't regret going out last night. Yup, was a nice nice day ytd.
But today is not nice, aaaaargh, time faster pass please, 9pm please arrive now!!!!!
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Hmmmm
Ok to further my previous post, I have something to say about people in the service industry and their relations to the customers. Remember we always say thatthe customer is always right, and service people must always smile and put up good service attitudes all the time. Well actually I think customers need to have a proper attitude as well. Service staffs are supposed to offer good service because it's their job to do so, but that doesn't mean they have to put up with rubbish attitudes from the customers, it also doesn't give customers the right to anyhow treat them like they are not fellow people as well. All in all, just don't anyhow throw your lousy attitude at anyone, this should be part of a proper brought up, and basic manners. No matter whether you are rich or poor, your are expected to keep your attitude in check. Yup
Hmm
I must say after working as a promoter for so long, I like to choose my customers. My likes: ang mohs, rich singaporeans and the like. Dislikes: Indonesians.
Ok for that matter, it's quite subjective for who I like serving and who I dislike. Basically I like ppl who can understand what I am talking about, and dislike those who has communication barrier with me. I dislike comm barrier and persistent customers cos it simply makes my life difficult. Then again, it's not really their fault.
I like customers who are friendly and posts meintelligent questions that I enjoy answering or I can find out later on. One funny thing I observed in people who approach me is that they tend to ask questions that they alr can answer themselves. Like for eg. They know that iPhone does not do SMS forwarding, they ask " the iPhone can forward SMS anot arh?" this is kind of revolting and tells slot about the person. Tactless. At least say smth like "I know that the iPhone cannot forward SMS, is it able to do that now?"
Ok, some dumb customer just bitched about me loudly; enough for me to hear la. I admit I was in the right attitude when she asked me a question, but for one thing, I do not answer all questions which is dam true, and she could have asked me nicely, so pui I don't care about her, want bitch thn bitch lor, I am in a good mood today not to bear grudges.
Ok for that matter, it's quite subjective for who I like serving and who I dislike. Basically I like ppl who can understand what I am talking about, and dislike those who has communication barrier with me. I dislike comm barrier and persistent customers cos it simply makes my life difficult. Then again, it's not really their fault.
I like customers who are friendly and posts meintelligent questions that I enjoy answering or I can find out later on. One funny thing I observed in people who approach me is that they tend to ask questions that they alr can answer themselves. Like for eg. They know that iPhone does not do SMS forwarding, they ask " the iPhone can forward SMS anot arh?" this is kind of revolting and tells slot about the person. Tactless. At least say smth like "I know that the iPhone cannot forward SMS, is it able to do that now?"
Ok, some dumb customer just bitched about me loudly; enough for me to hear la. I admit I was in the right attitude when she asked me a question, but for one thing, I do not answer all questions which is dam true, and she could have asked me nicely, so pui I don't care about her, want bitch thn bitch lor, I am in a good mood today not to bear grudges.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Many apologies
Many apolgies to the innocent customers who has created an impression unknowingly to have their not-so-nice doings mentioned. I was bored. Anw I knew that females sometimes grow mustache,but I nv knew they grew beard too. I recall in my secondary school years I am always grossed out by the loose hairs that grow out the guys' chins, huge turn off, ugh. Now I see the same disgusting hair on a fellow female, double grossity!!!! Females are supposed to not leave the house with unsightly hair growing everywhere, it's a shame and it's disgusting. Worse, that female liked claw proximty conversations...aaaaaah
Monday, December 22, 2008
Pui....
I am going to stone for the next fifty minutes. Die,today is bloody boring, I can't imagine how to go on for another seven more days. The thought of it is like 2012, die. My only motivation is my 1176 dollars, which I had to accept that it comes with cpf, I will be left worn a little bit. Plus when I go spend money, I might just think about how hard it took me earn them, that I most probably will by turn into as liberal as I thought I will become. Sickening. Ok I continues to stone...::
Sunday, December 21, 2008
noooooooo
Nooooo~~~ I don't wanna work tomorrow!!! Sheesh, it was minutes ago when I wished Pearlyn to enjoy her weekends, and suddenly just pooofftt, my weekends are bloody gone! AH! Someone gimme back my precious weekend!!! OMG, tmr...just the start of another streak of 5 boring work days.......i want to chew on the iphone pamphlets!!! YUX! I dun wanna wake up at bloody 8am in the morning! WHo the hell wakes up so bloody early, rarrrr....i have decided to pull myself up earlier, to go run, to relax my muscles abit b4 i go for work, because the long hours of standing is just going to ruin my beautiful legs!!! if my legs become some corkscrew, I am going to sue singtel hello shop for not letting me sit down!
I am bloody online, and I dun noe wad to do....sheesh.....when i get my pay next year, the first thing to do is ...pay debt....second....buy Harry Potter and Twilight the entire set....third....upgrade my arsenal of clothes.....fourth...get either a phone or an ipod touch.......pfffft.....my 1k plus will be gone!!! yux....
i am going to find a second job that pays me 10 bucks per hour..this is ridiculous...one the stupid agent tells me now the market pay is only around 5plus...and i get ppl telling me they get paid 10 bloody bucks per hr....hello!!!! Y nv employ me!? sheesh...........
I am bloody online, and I dun noe wad to do....sheesh.....when i get my pay next year, the first thing to do is ...pay debt....second....buy Harry Potter and Twilight the entire set....third....upgrade my arsenal of clothes.....fourth...get either a phone or an ipod touch.......pfffft.....my 1k plus will be gone!!! yux....
i am going to find a second job that pays me 10 bucks per hour..this is ridiculous...one the stupid agent tells me now the market pay is only around 5plus...and i get ppl telling me they get paid 10 bloody bucks per hr....hello!!!! Y nv employ me!? sheesh...........
Friday, December 19, 2008
Wow
Omg, guess who I just saw? Justin!!! He was my SA OG mate yo, I was totally into him at that time, coz I find that he look like a korean. He couldn't recognize me, but my memory has not failed me for I remember all pretty faces lala. Ok I hope he doesn't have my blog address. Ha, ok I can say that really made my day hahHH. Yup, and 25 min more to knocking off time, woopee!!!
Dumbest qn so far...
Someone just came and asked me the dumbest question I have so far encountered. The woman actually thought she saved her songs and pictures in her SIM card, and went forth to encquire how to retrieve them now that she has switched to another phone I almost laughed in her face, in order to control myself I coughed dryly. Hahahaha enlighten me please, how the hell do u pit music into it puny SIM card?? And there she was asking me matter of factly whether I an help her get it back....I must be inhumanely powerful if I can do that, for in the first place the things are not in her stupid SIM card!!!! Yux, one more addition to by list of stupid customers.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
I'm in a mood to complain
I'm in a bloody bad mood now! I really think my job sucks to the core now. Curse the dumb customers who keep asking questions irrelevant to the iphone, can't they tell i'm a bloody iphone promoter!? Ok, not their fault exactly, the fault is with the stupid shop itself, isn't it just simple and tireless to station someone around to answer general questions? With their stupid information counter so bloody crowded and the line so long,of course everybody will direct their qn at me! Urrrgh!! Plusnplus I just found out that standing too long will result in ugly looking legs!!! I want to kill somebody!!!!!
La
I am so going to fake flat foot. This is inhumane! First they don't let me sit down, now they put three bloodychairs around me!!! What is this?!
Friday, December 12, 2008
二十面相娘
【动画名称】二十面相の娘（二十面相少女）
【播放时间】2008年4月
【官方网站】http://www.chico-tv.com/
【故事介绍】
被养父母盯上性命，每天都孤独生活着的美甘家大小姐千津子与世纪怪盗二十面相相遇，开始踏向了未知和冒险世界的旅途。
初次接触到自由的空气，包围在新同伴之间并找到了自己所应在之处的千子，慢慢开始有了改变。
围绕着“二十面相的遗产”这个巨大的谜团，引起了无数奇怪的事件。即便如此，千子还是决定要继续前行，等待在她之前的将是何种的命运……
本作描写的是冒险剧中元气美少女千子11岁至13岁心灵成长的故事。
2008年4月——千子神秘的命运齿轮开始转动！
【人物介绍】
（材料截于http://www.dm123.cn/ecms/new/xftb/2008-01-12/13399.html）
这是我新发现的一颗珍珠，是众多新番中的一枚朴玉。它画风并不绚丽，色彩并不灿烂，电脑特技几乎没有，它的美在于故事的内容，故事本身就是一颗璀璨的钻石，让我留下了深刻的回忆。《二十面相娘》，如今列入我所欣赏的动漫名单中，我为追看过如此出众的动漫感到欣慰，因为我发现了不起眼的外表下那美丽动人的故事。这一部动漫我甚至会推荐给我的子子孙孙观看，因为它是如此地富有教育意义。贯穿全剧的一句话“靠自己去看、去听、去思考。” 发人深省，我深受启发地把它作为自己的准则，因为它是如此朴实、却又真实的做人道理。
每一个月都会推出许多许多新番，但是要能在众多新番中脱颖而出真的很难，我真的很庆幸自己找到了一部这么好的作品，由衷地感谢此片的制作团队，非常非常感谢。
I want to be a better person!
I just came back from this second iPhone training session at Singtel, it was a total duplicate, even the presentation was almost identical as the first, I guess the presenter didn't expect existing promoters to go down. Well, if nothing new was to be learnt, I shot many questions, and was more or less answered to satisfaction. One conclusion I've made is that it's not really important for me to be able to answer all the questions my customers ask me, what's more important is for me to know what they do no know and from there explore their needs and in the end, sell the iPhone. If you ask me, I'd say that iPhone is a wonderful device, albeit with a few cutbacks that makes it a little prickly to acknowledge. We all accept that men are not perfect, why can't we also accept that the iPhone is not perfect as well. Not being perfect is not the end of the world, at least there is still room for improvement, and I've heard that people are working on the issues raised, and hopefully they get corrected in time.
OK, now the main point of this entry. On the way home, thoughts were going on in my head. Random thoughts, about how to be a better salesperson, how to be a better friend, how to be a better daughter to my parents...all in all, how to be a better person. All through life, we make goals for ourselves, to have a direction. I'm pretty sure all us post-A'lvl peeps who suddenly realized they now have nothing to work for, no expectations, unlike when we mugged really hard for the exams, it was hard, but it wasn't boring. It kind of dawned upon me during the first week after A'lvl was over, that end of A'lvl doesn't mean the end of studying, or to the end of hard work, it also didn't directly equate to spending money without restraint. Post A'lvl is the period of time when we do not commit to any full-time institutions, we have our say in the management of our own time. And it is this period of time, where I felt is the most important, because it is time for us to figure out important things we want or want to achieve in life. Moreover, I don't think 'play' is going to be the most part of it. But it doesn't mean not 'having fun'. Recently, I've come to terms with myself that 'play' does not equate to 'having fun'. I used to think, 'fun' is a subset of 'play', but now I've understood, it should be the other way round, where 'play' actually comes under 'fun'. The simple understanding is that we can have fun anytime, anywhere, and playing is just one way of having fun, and who's to say that you can't have fun while working??
Back to my thoughts. So I was listening to the radio on the bus, the djs were talking about "Good Friends". Everyone's definition of 'good friend' differs, it kind of depends on what you expect from your friend and what you expect yourself to your friend. So the djs were discussing their good friends, saying that these good friends may not always be around, you might not be able to meet up in a very long time, but that does not diminish their value as a great friend. Good friends are always there for you, probably not physically there, they could be far far away on the other side of the globe, but their thoughts travel far across to stay with you. Good friends may not always have the whole world to talk about, sometimes a simple glance can keep you smiling the whole day, coz you know your feelings have been received. Good friends may not be just the ones who would fight for you, they are also the ones who listen to you even though they may not be able to help, they are the ones offering a shoulder to cry on. After hearing all these, I asked myself whether I have done all these to my friends. I realized that most of the time I am more concerned about what I get from my friends than what I can do for them..this really made me feel ashamed of myself. I have noticed that when with friends, it is always that others ask for my needs, and I seldom ask for theirs. I call myself 'self-centred'...which i now list as the number one thing to change about myself...I must learn how to put others needs before my own, because I see the truth in giving, rather than receiving. Or put it another way, I receive more while giving. This may sound old, chao lao, cliched, whatever...I really felt this way, so I am going to do this, seriously, I am going to do this! so ok, first step to being a better person: GIVE more than TAKE.
To be continued....
OK, now the main point of this entry. On the way home, thoughts were going on in my head. Random thoughts, about how to be a better salesperson, how to be a better friend, how to be a better daughter to my parents...all in all, how to be a better person. All through life, we make goals for ourselves, to have a direction. I'm pretty sure all us post-A'lvl peeps who suddenly realized they now have nothing to work for, no expectations, unlike when we mugged really hard for the exams, it was hard, but it wasn't boring. It kind of dawned upon me during the first week after A'lvl was over, that end of A'lvl doesn't mean the end of studying, or to the end of hard work, it also didn't directly equate to spending money without restraint. Post A'lvl is the period of time when we do not commit to any full-time institutions, we have our say in the management of our own time. And it is this period of time, where I felt is the most important, because it is time for us to figure out important things we want or want to achieve in life. Moreover, I don't think 'play' is going to be the most part of it. But it doesn't mean not 'having fun'. Recently, I've come to terms with myself that 'play' does not equate to 'having fun'. I used to think, 'fun' is a subset of 'play', but now I've understood, it should be the other way round, where 'play' actually comes under 'fun'. The simple understanding is that we can have fun anytime, anywhere, and playing is just one way of having fun, and who's to say that you can't have fun while working??
Back to my thoughts. So I was listening to the radio on the bus, the djs were talking about "Good Friends". Everyone's definition of 'good friend' differs, it kind of depends on what you expect from your friend and what you expect yourself to your friend. So the djs were discussing their good friends, saying that these good friends may not always be around, you might not be able to meet up in a very long time, but that does not diminish their value as a great friend. Good friends are always there for you, probably not physically there, they could be far far away on the other side of the globe, but their thoughts travel far across to stay with you. Good friends may not always have the whole world to talk about, sometimes a simple glance can keep you smiling the whole day, coz you know your feelings have been received. Good friends may not be just the ones who would fight for you, they are also the ones who listen to you even though they may not be able to help, they are the ones offering a shoulder to cry on. After hearing all these, I asked myself whether I have done all these to my friends. I realized that most of the time I am more concerned about what I get from my friends than what I can do for them..this really made me feel ashamed of myself. I have noticed that when with friends, it is always that others ask for my needs, and I seldom ask for theirs. I call myself 'self-centred'...which i now list as the number one thing to change about myself...I must learn how to put others needs before my own, because I see the truth in giving, rather than receiving. Or put it another way, I receive more while giving. This may sound old, chao lao, cliched, whatever...I really felt this way, so I am going to do this, seriously, I am going to do this! so ok, first step to being a better person: GIVE more than TAKE.
To be continued....
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
ha,I just observed something interesting. Well, there was this supposedly pretty lady walking by(supposedly as in she's not very pretty if u ask me), as she passed the shop by, the male staffs here gawed at her (I'm not so sure what gawed means, well u catch my drift), the interesting thing is I happen to see the slight happy smile on the pretty lady's face, one of female pride and vanity. I guess the appreciation from the opposite sex has a curious impact on one's inner recognition. Curious...
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
my wedding
I just had the perfect theme for my wedding all thought out! There are two options: either knight in shining armour or a ninja warrior. Either one to ask for my hand would be a perfect ending to my fabulous end to singlehood. What am I gonna be? Depends yo. If it the shining armour asks me to marry him, I guess I have to wear a shining armour as well, I don't mind as long as I don't wear the helmet and the armour for the left hand. If it's the ninja warrior dude, I have to get smth mysterious yet fabulous, and at the same time looking the prettiest ninja bride ever. Come to think of it, a shining armour dude should be more preferable...oh well, guess I should happy if someone really do ask me to marry him, you
Boring.....
Omg this is good to occupy myself at work yo, blogging using the iPhone. I seriously wish no customer comes right now because it can mean two things: 1. They stare at me with some puppy eyes beggi get to let them have a go at it, given not all ppl are born with big waterful eyes, I might get some parrot-tiger-winnie-the pooh eyes. 2. I ignore their presence and have the wierdo manager looking at me instead. Either way I have to quickly hide away my blog for privacy and my dignity as well. Oh well, I guess I might just get the chance to start on that great novel I have been stalling for so long. Yes i'm converting to full time next week, begin of a long term relationship with the lovely display sets around the store. Yes I am sooo excited! Sheesh I'm doing this all for money yo, I'm such a hardworking young person learning the ways of this cruel cruel world. Anyway, lately I've been thinking, maybe I should get myself a boyfriend. What!? Why not? I guess the time has come, coz I'm actually considering it seriously.with my Dad all theway behind me, I should find myself coupled up in no time, yo, who da man yo! LOL,ok I'm very much convinced that blogging is gonna be me main activity for my remaining days working here. Tadaa
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Prom08
I hate to say this, but honestly prom was mildly interesting, most of it is boring + random photo taking, which I don't have anything against it coz it seems to be the only thing to do, and you don't get to see everyone dressed up all the time. but still, photo taking just became the only thing to do other than eating and going to the loo. haiz...just a bloody waste of money. sure, there were a bunch of pretty ladies and handsome guys to look at, but when everyone are pretty n handsome, nobd is, actually...ok...tt was too biased. but but, i dont know, it just doesnt feel right you know... but but, even tho prom was pretty boring, post-prom was ...hmmm...fascinating ^^, first time clubbing...it was pretty cool! i was quite not myself at first, duno wad to do, just following my frenz around, eck, horrible. but later aft a few drinks, i got hi enough to start dancing, lala, i couldn tell how well i danced, but lala paul twohill shaked my hand, was told it means he tinks im hot, woooo, flattering and i m pretty happy abt it lalala. so...it went on till abt3am..and it ends, i got mildly drunk i tink, coz i was feeling light headed, hailed a cab n went home, the driver was telling me on wednesdays alot of malays will come out of OBar and they all look like merlions, lol, and he told me to not go to such places too often, and dont get drunk coz its embarrasing, ha, he was a nice person. well, i m sure not gonna become a frequent clubber, but there is no harm gg there agen ^^ lalalala. yup post prom was more fun than prom, pui. waste money....
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Earning money
well i was slacking this whole day, ponned school coz i totally overslept, spent the whole day infront of the com feeling useless and guilty. i came across this site telling me to do their surveys and earn some money. so i clicked in and did it. so far i ve earned 30 bucks. which i will earn more if ppl were referred ^^, sooo i shall post it here and all u who are interested can go do it too, but dun forget to enter the referer link :http://www.AWSurveys.com/HomeMain.cfm?RefID=pookzz
Saturday, September 20, 2008
night life
i had my first taste of a night life yesterday, and i m hooked. Pls i wanna go out for more!!!! aaah, i feel i have wasted so many years of my life not knowing the wonderful night life out there! it didnt feel intimidating as i thought it would be, just ppl relaxing having some booze, doing stupid stuff. ytd's not the first time i drank, the first i drank was with my grandfather hahahaha, but, yesterday was the first time i drank cocktail, rite. well it was nice, i nid a few more tries to get used to tt, to me all the different drinks tasted about the same, guess i dont really know how to differentiate. ahahha, its nice to have frenz who hook u up to this kind of things.
anw, ytd was class outing, i'd say its the best one we've had so far, not counting the soccer part. my fav. part of it was going thr, playing vball, playing freesbe, and having dinner at the sky garden at vivo. it wasn't all glam or wad, it was just friends and classmates interacting, just talking about anything and everything. it felt nice. too bad, our fate as classmates is going to end in about 2 weeks.
speaking of graduation, i really dont want to graduate from vjc yet, omg, i only get to love our school this year, i can't even remember what i have done in my first year, and so fast, my time in vjc is going to be up soooon, very soooon. omg i dont want!!!! aaaaahhhh....i can use some booze now, to drown my sorrows.....
anw, ytd was class outing, i'd say its the best one we've had so far, not counting the soccer part. my fav. part of it was going thr, playing vball, playing freesbe, and having dinner at the sky garden at vivo. it wasn't all glam or wad, it was just friends and classmates interacting, just talking about anything and everything. it felt nice. too bad, our fate as classmates is going to end in about 2 weeks.
speaking of graduation, i really dont want to graduate from vjc yet, omg, i only get to love our school this year, i can't even remember what i have done in my first year, and so fast, my time in vjc is going to be up soooon, very soooon. omg i dont want!!!! aaaaahhhh....i can use some booze now, to drown my sorrows.....
Friday, September 05, 2008
remembrance
i found this super cute blog full of pictures of super cute husky dogs. i shall post the url here, in case i forget or the com goes haywire. http://chinanook.blogspot.com/
Sunday, August 31, 2008
confused
know what, sometimes i feel i might have completely lost myself. whenever i see someone living their dream, it is like thousands of knives jabbing my innards. it is unbearable, to see that there are people out there being who they want to be, making a difference in the world in their own small way. i on the other hand concentrates on building a box around myself, closing myself in. it seems that im not good at anything, anything i am good at, i can always easily find someone better at it than me. i feel a total failure
Friday, August 29, 2008
Last Holiday
i feel inspired. i've just done watching the movie Last Holiday, and i am truly inspired. Georgia Byrd (Queen Latifah) was diagnosed to have only 3 weeks to live, she took the blow, and decided to live the rest of her life to the fullest til the last. and wow, did she live it. it is so ironic! yet so human, why izzit always when u are about to lose something then u start to treasure it. we keep thinking that we still have alot of time...so we squander it, thinking there is still tmr. this is the life Georgia used to live before she was diagnosed with disease, she lived in a box, she built herself. she dorn the cheapest clothes, put all her money in the bank, kept her feelings for someone to herself, and kept mum to many things she would like to voice out. till she found out that she had only 3 weeks to live, to hell with all the constraints. she's gonna live it like nobody. i feel so touched and inspired, and yes, i shall always rmb Georgia Byrd in the movie, and live my life like there is no tomorrow!
Thursday, August 28, 2008
slack shit
this is so predictable! sitting infront of the com is not good! but i cant resist the temptation! everytime i tell myself, it will only be awhile, and it went on to a few hours. gosh. i should keep my com in the store room! this is freaking diminishing my will to study! ytd i managed to mug the whole day straight, i felt cool and accomplished. but i felt autistic too! i havent left home for nearly 24 hours. really, i feel couped up and sick. but i cant go out. not that anyone's stopping, they will only make little conversation with themselve just loud enough for me to hear. things like, this is ur last time to buck up, last chance to revise....blah blah. as if i dont know
which is why i am staying at home to mug, but this fking computer is always tempting me! i am easily irritated. and seriously, i admit its my fault, but once i become irritated, everyone is a nuisance and god i would like to exterminate them. bahhhhhhhhh
which is why i am staying at home to mug, but this fking computer is always tempting me! i am easily irritated. and seriously, i admit its my fault, but once i become irritated, everyone is a nuisance and god i would like to exterminate them. bahhhhhhhhh
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
歌德先生！！
亲爱的歌德桑：
小女子，周婉怡，对您久仰大名（其实今天才知道您到底是哪位）。小女子对您的文才简直佩服的贴在地上了。如您所见，小女子的文笔写作如是也，您认为还有没有救啊！？
小女子修读中华文学，作文本来不是问题，写作时也是文思泉涌、出口成章。然而，不久前不知染上何病，作文成绩一蹶不振，一落千丈，本人现在对写作以充满恐惧也。您说着该如何是好？？？
今日，尊师认为小女子的作文以达到她必须出手挽救的程度，对小女子施以鞭策、施以鼓励。小女子感动不已。亲爱的歌德桑，您认为尊师力挽狂澜，是凶是吉？
歌德桑，您说过：“斗争是掌握本领的学校，挫折是通往真理的桥梁。”小女子本已心灰意冷，却因为您这句话重燃希望。是啊，挫折并没有把我击败，它只是将我绊倒在地，好让我更坚强地再站起来。我已经站起来了。可通往真理的桥梁还很长。唯恐我还没走完，成绩就对我罔下定论了。
小女子如今不能说是对自己信心满满，其信心早已减半，自己有一半是空洞的。歌德桑，我该如何视此空洞？它是一半的谦虚？还是一半的无能？小女子认识到事情总有两面性。要不我心情愉快时，就正面视之；颓丧时，就把它当成是嗜血的恶魔，把我吸干了不算，还要把我砸碎了。
歌德桑，希望您能谅解我，体谅我。写不好作文并不可耻！我仍然是天真烂漫的我，聪明伶俐的我。我相信，写作并不如登天难，我愿为了写好作文而跋山涉水，赴汤蹈火。本人的热忱，您看到了吗？
小女子在这里答应你：今后的作文要做到“语不惊人，死不休”的境界。让那空洞的半边尽快填补起来，成为一个完整的我！
小女子，周婉怡，对您久仰大名（其实今天才知道您到底是哪位）。小女子对您的文才简直佩服的贴在地上了。如您所见，小女子的文笔写作如是也，您认为还有没有救啊！？
小女子修读中华文学，作文本来不是问题，写作时也是文思泉涌、出口成章。然而，不久前不知染上何病，作文成绩一蹶不振，一落千丈，本人现在对写作以充满恐惧也。您说着该如何是好？？？
今日，尊师认为小女子的作文以达到她必须出手挽救的程度，对小女子施以鞭策、施以鼓励。小女子感动不已。亲爱的歌德桑，您认为尊师力挽狂澜，是凶是吉？
歌德桑，您说过：“斗争是掌握本领的学校，挫折是通往真理的桥梁。”小女子本已心灰意冷，却因为您这句话重燃希望。是啊，挫折并没有把我击败，它只是将我绊倒在地，好让我更坚强地再站起来。我已经站起来了。可通往真理的桥梁还很长。唯恐我还没走完，成绩就对我罔下定论了。
小女子如今不能说是对自己信心满满，其信心早已减半，自己有一半是空洞的。歌德桑，我该如何视此空洞？它是一半的谦虚？还是一半的无能？小女子认识到事情总有两面性。要不我心情愉快时，就正面视之；颓丧时，就把它当成是嗜血的恶魔，把我吸干了不算，还要把我砸碎了。
歌德桑，希望您能谅解我，体谅我。写不好作文并不可耻！我仍然是天真烂漫的我，聪明伶俐的我。我相信，写作并不如登天难，我愿为了写好作文而跋山涉水，赴汤蹈火。本人的热忱，您看到了吗？
小女子在这里答应你：今后的作文要做到“语不惊人，死不休”的境界。让那空洞的半边尽快填补起来，成为一个完整的我！
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
我的父亲 Part 1
“听君一席话，胜读十年书。”
父亲对我说的每一句话都是智慧和经验的化身，言听计从是我的本分、职责、需求。父亲是位非常睿智非常明智的人，他的思想多受到了佛家道家思想的熏陶，他的生活智慧就是“顺其自然”。今生能够做父亲的孩子，必是我前生修来的福泽。对于父亲，我心里是崇拜，是尊敬，是我毕生向往却似永远都达不到的高尚。我渴望得到父亲的认可，更渴望成为父亲的骄傲！
然而从自己的角度看来父亲对我似乎总不抱多少期望，这让我非常懊恼。自己其实是个自尊心很强的人，这过量的自尊容易让人迷失方向，让人看不清自己。父亲可能早就发现我那过胜的自尊将会成为我人生道路上的障碍，甚至可能是自己给自己掘下的陷阱，所以在很久以前他就先少给我表面的夸奖，多让我看到他不屑的表情，不知不觉地给我打了一支又一支的强心针。父亲对我的不屑间接成为我努力的原动力，我为了博得他的认同，一次又一次地证明自己。可怪我自己不争气，毅力薄弱，着实成不了什么气候，这是自尊心作祟让我看不见自己的致命伤，反而把责任推卸给父亲，这牛角尖是越钻越深，深得连父亲的话都听不进去了。
（待续）
父亲对我说的每一句话都是智慧和经验的化身，言听计从是我的本分、职责、需求。父亲是位非常睿智非常明智的人，他的思想多受到了佛家道家思想的熏陶，他的生活智慧就是“顺其自然”。今生能够做父亲的孩子，必是我前生修来的福泽。对于父亲，我心里是崇拜，是尊敬，是我毕生向往却似永远都达不到的高尚。我渴望得到父亲的认可，更渴望成为父亲的骄傲！
然而从自己的角度看来父亲对我似乎总不抱多少期望，这让我非常懊恼。自己其实是个自尊心很强的人，这过量的自尊容易让人迷失方向，让人看不清自己。父亲可能早就发现我那过胜的自尊将会成为我人生道路上的障碍，甚至可能是自己给自己掘下的陷阱，所以在很久以前他就先少给我表面的夸奖，多让我看到他不屑的表情，不知不觉地给我打了一支又一支的强心针。父亲对我的不屑间接成为我努力的原动力，我为了博得他的认同，一次又一次地证明自己。可怪我自己不争气，毅力薄弱，着实成不了什么气候，这是自尊心作祟让我看不见自己的致命伤，反而把责任推卸给父亲，这牛角尖是越钻越深，深得连父亲的话都听不进去了。
（待续）
Friday, June 27, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
I hate studying econs!!!
wow, i super need to vent my frustrations from studying econs! for 3 days straight i've been reading nothing but econs, what torture. sometimes i do find it kind of interesting, that is when i'm in a pretty good mood, but now i tend to doubt whether i had gone bonkers to even find econs interesting. oh well, i m down to the last chapter possibly, i hope... and really i dun care, i shall just pray that the part that i m not studying does not come out for tmr.
I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS!!!!
i realised that i shouldnt curse like dat, given my state of econs-stuffed-brain, i should praise it in hope that the god of econs can grant me an econs-mugging-brain to spare me the pain to studying it with a normal brain.
so instead i should say:
I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS
yes. i just hope that the god of econs will come and possess me coz he fears that i will bring shame to the entire history of the study of economics so he decides to do the paper for me. i know he is really kind. and his name is Keynes...
anw...smth i have sorta figured out today. it is really tiring to keep hating someone, and its really not going to go anywhr. since it is alr like this, just let it be, i should be smarter than entirely concentrating my thoughts on the disgusting vermin and wishing in my head that he will just die, but it is not gg to happen just like that. either i take some actions to eradicate him, or i just take it that he is not going to affect me in any way even tho every single bit of him gets on my nerve and this frustration increases exponentially. i should just be magnanimous and forgiving for he has no one to love him, it is really sad. but there is nothing i will do for him, nothing i will want to do for him, other than concentrating on liveing my own life and let him rot in that pungent room of his. period.
I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS I BLOODY HATE ECONS!!!!
i realised that i shouldnt curse like dat, given my state of econs-stuffed-brain, i should praise it in hope that the god of econs can grant me an econs-mugging-brain to spare me the pain to studying it with a normal brain.
so instead i should say:
I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS I BLOODY love ECONS
yes. i just hope that the god of econs will come and possess me coz he fears that i will bring shame to the entire history of the study of economics so he decides to do the paper for me. i know he is really kind. and his name is Keynes...
anw...smth i have sorta figured out today. it is really tiring to keep hating someone, and its really not going to go anywhr. since it is alr like this, just let it be, i should be smarter than entirely concentrating my thoughts on the disgusting vermin and wishing in my head that he will just die, but it is not gg to happen just like that. either i take some actions to eradicate him, or i just take it that he is not going to affect me in any way even tho every single bit of him gets on my nerve and this frustration increases exponentially. i should just be magnanimous and forgiving for he has no one to love him, it is really sad. but there is nothing i will do for him, nothing i will want to do for him, other than concentrating on liveing my own life and let him rot in that pungent room of his. period.
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