IN just about another 30 hrs, I am leaving behind a ton of boredom and slogging while skipping gracefully to boundless freedom. 幸福~~
Concluding my first and last office job, I'd like to say its been torturing and I will never do this type of job again, cross my heart. The good thing about this job...is that its not tiring, unlike my previous jobs that required me to stand 9 hrs in a row, this sitting job promotes sleepiness and butt expansion, plus mouth retardination, for i speak less than 10 proper sentences in a day. Autistic.
As we always have to learn something out of everything: I learnt job responsibility.
serious. In the beginning, I thought my job is mainly sai kang and backing up information, nothing much, not really worth the commitment and scrutiny. to my dismay, I WAS WRONG. And i had to clean up after myself in the end. While I was correcting my past mistakes, I actually felt like hitting myself, for giving myself extra work to do. This is wad 哑巴吃黄连，有苦说不出，meant.
Well, I'd say I had left an impression as the Physically Strong Swimmer, the girl who brings her own lunch everyday, the pink ear piece, the soya milk, the computer geek, the printer technician, the doorbell answerer, shorts and sandels, the GUNBOUND, the 边工作，边看戏, the 没有规矩，basically the only person to tahan so long. Haiz, I love myself for my new found perserverence. Now my mom will have nothing to say, ha, no more accusing me of having no 毅力, I have hardcore proof now.
honestly, i won't miss anybd here, especially 唐勇, whom I am already forgetting. nah, not saying that the ppl are not nice, they are nice, and nice is a useless word. So, being nice doesnt make me rmb them. But I will rmb Annie, simply because she's pregnant. aha. and she's the one who didn't scold me for what mistakes I made. partly being she's nice/pregnant, partly because im wise enuf the keep quiet and look pitiful :)
ha~, I am gonna keep away from Lavender for a really long time. sheesh.
and, I am just happy that I no longer need to see the word Grangeford, or Leonie Hill, for the rest of my life.
Then again, this might be the only job that allows me to watch shows while working. Lemme count the shows that I watch at work.
American Idol
America's Next Top Model
我的帅管家
Katekyoshi Reborn
ONE PIECE (heart shape)
爱就宅一起
终极三国
and play Gunbound at the same time.
oh, and I learnt to use MS Excel, muahahah, who wanna know how to create a drop-down list in excel???
yup....
yay, one more day!!!! :):):):):):):)
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
sai
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!
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 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...
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