I finally share a common lifestyle with my peers. Wake up, go to work, come home, go to sleep. Those who manage to go out and lim teh or visit their other half or bake a cake and play with their kids before sleeping... RESPECT.
I try to fit in some chatting and if possible, blogging, before I sleep. Can't even find the time to fill up a job application for another company before I go to sleep. Sommore... tomorrow night, I have a dinner to attend. This is too much for me. Can I just get married, have kids and stay home? :D
I never like to work late. Who does? Workaholics? If I get in the zone then I'll work and work. For now, I can only think of 6pm and dinner everyday. I don't want to have my life revolve around my work like my colleagues. Therefore, I am determined to change my job within this 3 months. Help!!!! Get me out of there!!! My colleagues work like there is no tomorrow. I wonder how their children feel. Most of them are women. And for now, I'd say all of them in my department are women. How would a little girl feel if every night, her mom only came home on time to kiss them good night. But then again, these days, kids probably sleep at 1am even on a school night. That's why some of them look liek they are malnourished and never seem to grow upwards or sideways.
There is so much to do and so much to grasp. I wonder how do they finally know about everything they're doing. They can name everything under their care without batting an eyelash. I believe that I will never be able to reach that level. I feel like a complete ditz. I make mistakes every damn day. It may seem nasty, but I hope the other new girl isn't progressing faster than me. Cos people expect more from me cos I've worked in this company before. So if she progresses faster, it'll really reflect badly on me. Then again, it's sometimes easier to learn when you're really fresh and new cos you don't have any old stubborn work habits from the past. Aight?
Me wants to sleep now. All those out there who get to sleep after 11pm. So happy for you... :(
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Kinda always knew you'd end-up my ex-boyfriend...
Wooooaaaahhh!!!
Ex-bfs suck. Suck, suck, suck... 'cept you Felancy. You didn't suck that much. You're actually tolerable now. Though you're still a pain 50% of the time. One thing I've just realised about guys. They smile and talk to you when actually they hate you or have no intention of being friends. Yep! I am now in a situation which people call having "shit where I eat". How did that happen? I dunno... if I knew, it wouldn't have happened.
I now work in the same company as an ex-bf of mine, with whom I had a not too pleasant breakup. Used to work with him in the same dept during training. On my last day of training, he smiled and waved goodbye. Awww... but soon after, each time he says 'hi' to me, I feel kinda uncomfortable and sometimes annoyed. I started to ignore him and eventually did not talk to him for over a year. I thought when we broke up, we could be friends but realised I wasn't ready for that. So now that we have to work in the same company, I thought I'd be nice and acknowledge him and try to be a bit friendly. Yes, he replies when spoken to, but he did not reply any of my friendly emails asking about how he has been. Wassup with that? He said he was too busy. Busy my foot. I bet he forwarded lots of junkmail and replied some nonsense message from a friend today. So I don't buy the excuse of being too busy to reply me. If you are still pissed and can't forgive me, say so dammit!
I mean, my breakup with Felancy wasn't lovely either, I practically did the same thing to him (not talking for a year over) but we can meet up and talk like civilised humans. So wassup with this Shithead? What pisses me off is, he'd talk to this other guy colleague, whom he once told me had betrayed him, and he can't talk to me. For all I know, he actually hates this fella and yet he'd have friendly conversations with him but not me. He's practically running away from me. So what am I gonna do? From now on, we will only have a professional relationship. I will only talk to him about work related stuff. I will not ask him how he's feeling or give a shit if I dump truckloads of work on him. I will no longer feel sorry for him. To think I actually agonised over how to approach him cos I wanted to make peace. So much for peace. Men can be such bitches!! Even a guy colleague of mine commented that Shithead here is not being sporting or gentlemanly. So there! I'm better off now. Eat my dust! :P
P.S. My work still sucks...
Ex-bfs suck. Suck, suck, suck... 'cept you Felancy. You didn't suck that much. You're actually tolerable now. Though you're still a pain 50% of the time. One thing I've just realised about guys. They smile and talk to you when actually they hate you or have no intention of being friends. Yep! I am now in a situation which people call having "shit where I eat". How did that happen? I dunno... if I knew, it wouldn't have happened.
I now work in the same company as an ex-bf of mine, with whom I had a not too pleasant breakup. Used to work with him in the same dept during training. On my last day of training, he smiled and waved goodbye. Awww... but soon after, each time he says 'hi' to me, I feel kinda uncomfortable and sometimes annoyed. I started to ignore him and eventually did not talk to him for over a year. I thought when we broke up, we could be friends but realised I wasn't ready for that. So now that we have to work in the same company, I thought I'd be nice and acknowledge him and try to be a bit friendly. Yes, he replies when spoken to, but he did not reply any of my friendly emails asking about how he has been. Wassup with that? He said he was too busy. Busy my foot. I bet he forwarded lots of junkmail and replied some nonsense message from a friend today. So I don't buy the excuse of being too busy to reply me. If you are still pissed and can't forgive me, say so dammit!
I mean, my breakup with Felancy wasn't lovely either, I practically did the same thing to him (not talking for a year over) but we can meet up and talk like civilised humans. So wassup with this Shithead? What pisses me off is, he'd talk to this other guy colleague, whom he once told me had betrayed him, and he can't talk to me. For all I know, he actually hates this fella and yet he'd have friendly conversations with him but not me. He's practically running away from me. So what am I gonna do? From now on, we will only have a professional relationship. I will only talk to him about work related stuff. I will not ask him how he's feeling or give a shit if I dump truckloads of work on him. I will no longer feel sorry for him. To think I actually agonised over how to approach him cos I wanted to make peace. So much for peace. Men can be such bitches!! Even a guy colleague of mine commented that Shithead here is not being sporting or gentlemanly. So there! I'm better off now. Eat my dust! :P
P.S. My work still sucks...
Monday, September 19, 2005
I knew it'd suck, but didn't know that it'd suck so bad...
Yes... First day of work sucked. I shouldn't even use the word 'work'. Cos I did nothing of the sort today.
8am to 9.30am: Waiting for instructions from HR lady.
9.30am to 12pm: Waited at clinic for medical checkup.
1.30pm to 2pm: More waiting...
2pm to 3pm: More waiting...
3pm to 6pm: HR lady gives us briefing on company policy and employess benefits and all the blah stuff. In between she runs off for 20 mins intervals.
The only time I had fun was going for lunch with mein Mann and visiting my friend Chikin at the MIS dept. I know I'm a pain, Chikin. But at least I'm not such a pain to look at ;) You said so yourself!! :)
The bad news is that I HAVE to attend the stupid training. But at least this time there is a girl to accompany me. Plus! She appreciates my jokes. A rarity among humans. Hehe! Meanwhile, I'm beginning to get vibes that the Material Manager hates me. I felt really hot and I was sweating (so the heat wasn't my imagination). I took off my jacket and he caught a glimpse of my bareback. It wasn't even halfway down, just a third of my back. He called the HR lady to tell her to warn me or something. Ouch! Tell me yourself lah, MISTER!!! :P Nasty people!
Btw, I also suspect that they didn't really want to hire me cos I didn't promise to move to the new plant located in Pelabuhan Tanjung Pelepas (PTP), some ulu area in Johor. Johor is evil, dangerous... sin city. My family doesn't like the idea. So I'll probably be expecting nasty treatment during my 3 months there. I DON'T WANT TO WORK THERE!!!! GET ME OUT!!! *sobs*
8am to 9.30am: Waiting for instructions from HR lady.
9.30am to 12pm: Waited at clinic for medical checkup.
1.30pm to 2pm: More waiting...
2pm to 3pm: More waiting...
3pm to 6pm: HR lady gives us briefing on company policy and employess benefits and all the blah stuff. In between she runs off for 20 mins intervals.
The only time I had fun was going for lunch with mein Mann and visiting my friend Chikin at the MIS dept. I know I'm a pain, Chikin. But at least I'm not such a pain to look at ;) You said so yourself!! :)
The bad news is that I HAVE to attend the stupid training. But at least this time there is a girl to accompany me. Plus! She appreciates my jokes. A rarity among humans. Hehe! Meanwhile, I'm beginning to get vibes that the Material Manager hates me. I felt really hot and I was sweating (so the heat wasn't my imagination). I took off my jacket and he caught a glimpse of my bareback. It wasn't even halfway down, just a third of my back. He called the HR lady to tell her to warn me or something. Ouch! Tell me yourself lah, MISTER!!! :P Nasty people!
Btw, I also suspect that they didn't really want to hire me cos I didn't promise to move to the new plant located in Pelabuhan Tanjung Pelepas (PTP), some ulu area in Johor. Johor is evil, dangerous... sin city. My family doesn't like the idea. So I'll probably be expecting nasty treatment during my 3 months there. I DON'T WANT TO WORK THERE!!!! GET ME OUT!!! *sobs*
Sunday, September 18, 2005
Off to the slaughterhouse...
I am finally joining the workforce... On Monday, 19th September, 2005, I shall no longer be jobless, useless, meaningless and whatever -less that comes with not having a job. I should be happy, right? But I'm less than ecstatic. Here are a few reasons:
1. Don't like the company
I think this is the stingiest of companies and they have the lousiest of employee benefits and don't let me get started on the rules they impose on us. It's like a factory cum school. I may have to attend some 4-day training before I officially start work. I'm gonna request for an exemption. I took the training last year!!!
2. Don't like the people (Part I)
The "higher" superiors are very condescending, sarcastic and just plain unpleasant to people whom they don't particularly like. Yes, you'll say that most superiors are like that, some worse. But this company has a majority of superiors of this breed. Wassup with that? Hire happy people, will ya? :P
3. Don't like the people (Part II)
There are perverts, bums, bitches, gossips, snides... all sorts of bad character you can think of. People will talk behind your back, a lot, and some even have "golden fingers". To those who don't know Chinese, it means back-stabbers. Just can't stand people like that. If you are capable, you don't need to make sure anyone you can stab in the back gets a good stabbing. Just do your job and get on with life. And there are people who always look like they have nothing to do. You often wonder what they're hired for. They're certainly going to gossip about me a lot, since I've worked there like twice. Temp-ed there before MMU and internship there during MMU.
4. Low pay
Soooo low pay. I can get better elsewhere. Just that elsewhere has no vacancies. So I am waiting, waiting and waiting. As soon as there is an opening, I am jumping off this train to the shithole.
5. The job is gonna be hell
Many people left recently (get my point about the company being sucky?), so when I get in, I'll be covering the work of many of these people. I just hope I don't need to work overtime cos I don't think I am getting paid for it. What's more, what do I know? I'll be a newbie at everything. I just hope they have the sense not to give me more than I can handle. In the meantime, I have to remind myself, "You are paid to do this job, so do it!!" But that doesn't mean I'm gonna do stuff that people push to be when it's their job. These people better grow that part of the brain right. I am not tolerating this kinda bullying I've had enough of it the last time round.
So meanwhile, I'm wondering: What will I wear tomorrow? Do I look fat? Are people going to talk about my getting fatter? What will I wear tomorrow? What's for breakfast tomorrow? Will I be able to wake up tomorrow? What shall I buy with my first month's salary? Epilator? What will I wear tomorrow?
Anyone care to provide some answers?
P.S. I was hired on the same day they interviewed me. Hired on contract basis, renewable every 3 months, cos I refuse to promise to go to Johor with them :P
1. Don't like the company
I think this is the stingiest of companies and they have the lousiest of employee benefits and don't let me get started on the rules they impose on us. It's like a factory cum school. I may have to attend some 4-day training before I officially start work. I'm gonna request for an exemption. I took the training last year!!!
2. Don't like the people (Part I)
The "higher" superiors are very condescending, sarcastic and just plain unpleasant to people whom they don't particularly like. Yes, you'll say that most superiors are like that, some worse. But this company has a majority of superiors of this breed. Wassup with that? Hire happy people, will ya? :P
3. Don't like the people (Part II)
There are perverts, bums, bitches, gossips, snides... all sorts of bad character you can think of. People will talk behind your back, a lot, and some even have "golden fingers". To those who don't know Chinese, it means back-stabbers. Just can't stand people like that. If you are capable, you don't need to make sure anyone you can stab in the back gets a good stabbing. Just do your job and get on with life. And there are people who always look like they have nothing to do. You often wonder what they're hired for. They're certainly going to gossip about me a lot, since I've worked there like twice. Temp-ed there before MMU and internship there during MMU.
4. Low pay
Soooo low pay. I can get better elsewhere. Just that elsewhere has no vacancies. So I am waiting, waiting and waiting. As soon as there is an opening, I am jumping off this train to the shithole.
5. The job is gonna be hell
Many people left recently (get my point about the company being sucky?), so when I get in, I'll be covering the work of many of these people. I just hope I don't need to work overtime cos I don't think I am getting paid for it. What's more, what do I know? I'll be a newbie at everything. I just hope they have the sense not to give me more than I can handle. In the meantime, I have to remind myself, "You are paid to do this job, so do it!!" But that doesn't mean I'm gonna do stuff that people push to be when it's their job. These people better grow that part of the brain right. I am not tolerating this kinda bullying I've had enough of it the last time round.
So meanwhile, I'm wondering: What will I wear tomorrow? Do I look fat? Are people going to talk about my getting fatter? What will I wear tomorrow? What's for breakfast tomorrow? Will I be able to wake up tomorrow? What shall I buy with my first month's salary? Epilator? What will I wear tomorrow?
Anyone care to provide some answers?
P.S. I was hired on the same day they interviewed me. Hired on contract basis, renewable every 3 months, cos I refuse to promise to go to Johor with them :P
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Eeeks!!!
Okay... nothing much to write about. Just want to complain about the good fortune of others.
Do you think that if I had bigger boobs, I'd be a winner like Jamie Pang? I ask you... what is so darn special about her that she can have a winning streak like that. First that Cleo magazine model search thingie, then Miss MMU 2004 and now, Miss Malaysia-Earth 2005. Come to think of it, her face kinda reminds me of my friend, greybunny. The only difference is that her boobs have to be substantially bigger. I've never seen a flat-chested beauty queen. So if I had bigger boobs, would I have a shot at winning? Haha!
Not to mention, the nasty things I hear about Jamie. "Jamie is a diva, doesn't attend rehearsals. Jamie is snobbish." Bla bla bla... If a person has such bad character, why are they having such good fortune?? I mean, is it because I'm not bad and not good so I never get anything. Do I have to be a nasty bitch (with substantial cleavage) in order for the world to worship me? And why is it that the world never sees a person for who they really are. Whether nasty bitch or nice, intelligent girl. By the way, Miss Earth's cause is environmental preservation. You know, forests, animals, pollution problem, the whole Earth. I would bet that Jamie doesn't know anything or possible even cares about environmental preservation. Who's with me?!!
Having said all that, any comment? Am I a nasty bitch too? Maybe it doesn't work for me. You have to be born with a sweet face to be able to become a successful nasty bitch. If you look so-so, you'll have nothing much to gain. Innit so?
Do you think that if I had bigger boobs, I'd be a winner like Jamie Pang? I ask you... what is so darn special about her that she can have a winning streak like that. First that Cleo magazine model search thingie, then Miss MMU 2004 and now, Miss Malaysia-Earth 2005. Come to think of it, her face kinda reminds me of my friend, greybunny. The only difference is that her boobs have to be substantially bigger. I've never seen a flat-chested beauty queen. So if I had bigger boobs, would I have a shot at winning? Haha!
Not to mention, the nasty things I hear about Jamie. "Jamie is a diva, doesn't attend rehearsals. Jamie is snobbish." Bla bla bla... If a person has such bad character, why are they having such good fortune?? I mean, is it because I'm not bad and not good so I never get anything. Do I have to be a nasty bitch (with substantial cleavage) in order for the world to worship me? And why is it that the world never sees a person for who they really are. Whether nasty bitch or nice, intelligent girl. By the way, Miss Earth's cause is environmental preservation. You know, forests, animals, pollution problem, the whole Earth. I would bet that Jamie doesn't know anything or possible even cares about environmental preservation. Who's with me?!!
Having said all that, any comment? Am I a nasty bitch too? Maybe it doesn't work for me. You have to be born with a sweet face to be able to become a successful nasty bitch. If you look so-so, you'll have nothing much to gain. Innit so?
Monday, September 05, 2005
Jitter, jitter, jitters...
Me has got an interview on Wednesday. I even know the fella interviewing me. Shy lah! And I'm hoping I get a position with another company rather than this. I've been in this company like twice already. Hmm... Are people gonna welcome me with open arms? :( Sad...
But anyway now, enjoy my new clothes. I bought this outfit from the new shop that replaced World of Cartoon in MP. Hehe!
Bottom, S&K: RM79 (20% off)
Total: RM 101.90 (Ouch!!!)
But anyway now, enjoy my new clothes. I bought this outfit from the new shop that replaced World of Cartoon in MP. Hehe!
Top, ebase: RM43.00 (10% off)
Bottom, S&K: RM79 (20% off)
Total: RM 101.90 (Ouch!!!)
Nice? :P
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Argento del Perlini, il mio amore e la mia passione
People wonder why I spend so much money on silver. Just look at this heart. Isn't it a work of art? It's a pendant. That's one of the reasons I'm a Perlini's Silver fan.
I also bought the necklace below. Starting to regret not buying the matching earrings. Maybe I should. Hehe!
Yes, the silver will tarnish as years go by. Silver has no resale value. But I love having my pick of accessories to display on me whenever I leave home. I also bought this string of silver that's smooth and it's half silver coloured and half black coloured. Sounds cool? Yep! It is cool. But I can't seem to photograph it properly. So you won't get to see it. What's more, I think it's last season's or something cos I can't find it on the site.
I love novel or cute accessories. Like my piggie on a pink rubber string. Even Kat can't resist it, right Kat? I just feel that my accessories, like my clothes, helps define my personality to others.
So what kind of a person do you think I am? :)
I also bought the necklace below. Starting to regret not buying the matching earrings. Maybe I should. Hehe!
Yes, the silver will tarnish as years go by. Silver has no resale value. But I love having my pick of accessories to display on me whenever I leave home. I also bought this string of silver that's smooth and it's half silver coloured and half black coloured. Sounds cool? Yep! It is cool. But I can't seem to photograph it properly. So you won't get to see it. What's more, I think it's last season's or something cos I can't find it on the site.I love novel or cute accessories. Like my piggie on a pink rubber string. Even Kat can't resist it, right Kat? I just feel that my accessories, like my clothes, helps define my personality to others.
So what kind of a person do you think I am? :)
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Friday, August 26, 2005
Ooo! New toilet!
Hello! I’m writing with Blogger for MS Word. It’s an add-in for Microsoft Word where you can type, see all your grammar mistakes and correct them before you publish the post and make an utter fool of yourself in cyberspace. Nifty, eh?
Ok… what are we gonna write about today. I had it awhile ago, but I don’t remember now. Was it about my mother again? Maybe, I am kinda pissed with my mom but I am not in the mood to bitch. Was it about my boyfriend? Hmm… Nope! Don’t wash dirty linen in public…
Anyway, I’m drifting now, while waiting for the world to come and fall at my feet with job offers. So don’t you guys worry about me. Besides, I’ve found a part-time job. I’m selling computer hardware. Yes! PCs, laptops, modems, ram, graphic cards, LCD screens, you name it, we have it. The branded brands we have are Samsung, LG, HP-Compaq, Acer, Toshiba… I have no IBM. Haha! If you don’t mind the generic brands, please say so. Hehe! Just drop me a mail with your inquiries or maybe post a little something here and I will check it out for you. Don’t be shy ya! My job is commission based. So you must help me. I need money. Haha! How else am I gonna pay for all the facials and manicures and massages and SPA treatments that keep me looking as gorgeous as I am ;)
As confirmation to those out there:
Me no go Germany! Me stay in Malaysia.
I bought lots of jewelry from Perlini while I was in Singapore. I am their loyal customer. Despite the lack of resale value for their products. Next time I take picture and show you ya? Hehe! For now, I shall put up a graduation pic. Yes… very belated. But I was looking at everyone’s blog and and Friendster accounts and I realize everyone is doing it. Being the sheep I am, I must follow. Hehe! So here it is!!
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*edit*
The blog loaded from MS Word to blogger.com quickly enough. But they can't post images yet. Just thought you'd like to know. So I have to edit and post myself. Hai....
Ok… what are we gonna write about today. I had it awhile ago, but I don’t remember now. Was it about my mother again? Maybe, I am kinda pissed with my mom but I am not in the mood to bitch. Was it about my boyfriend? Hmm… Nope! Don’t wash dirty linen in public…
Anyway, I’m drifting now, while waiting for the world to come and fall at my feet with job offers. So don’t you guys worry about me. Besides, I’ve found a part-time job. I’m selling computer hardware. Yes! PCs, laptops, modems, ram, graphic cards, LCD screens, you name it, we have it. The branded brands we have are Samsung, LG, HP-Compaq, Acer, Toshiba… I have no IBM. Haha! If you don’t mind the generic brands, please say so. Hehe! Just drop me a mail with your inquiries or maybe post a little something here and I will check it out for you. Don’t be shy ya! My job is commission based. So you must help me. I need money. Haha! How else am I gonna pay for all the facials and manicures and massages and SPA treatments that keep me looking as gorgeous as I am ;)
As confirmation to those out there:
Me no go Germany! Me stay in Malaysia.
I bought lots of jewelry from Perlini while I was in Singapore. I am their loyal customer. Despite the lack of resale value for their products. Next time I take picture and show you ya? Hehe! For now, I shall put up a graduation pic. Yes… very belated. But I was looking at everyone’s blog and and Friendster accounts and I realize everyone is doing it. Being the sheep I am, I must follow. Hehe! So here it is!!
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*edit*
The blog loaded from MS Word to blogger.com quickly enough. But they can't post images yet. Just thought you'd like to know. So I have to edit and post myself. Hai....
Thursday, August 25, 2005
One True Beng...
Hello! I've just read Kat's post on how to add some Beng-factor into your blogs. Well... I think hers wasn't that successful, cos as Elaine noted, Kat can't disguise herself. So step back! And let the chameleon show you how it's done. Hehe!
Warning: Use di lu kah ki eh risk
1. When lu eh colleague asks lu to file document...
Beng-ism: "Lim peh ani hensem, mana eh sai do paperwork"
2. When lu eh taukeh asks lu to do the impossible[simi sai?](again)...
Beng-ism: "Lu siu limpeh si sin ah?"
3. When lu eh taukeh tak teok sai(stepped on poop ie. made mistake)...
Beng-ism: "Turns out lu eh best judgment boh kao lat. Limpeh tiam lu chi eh: next time, use limpeh wan"
4. When some siao lang been trying desperately to get lu eh attention...
Beng-ism: "You nge-nge lai, di-di lai, no use wan. Next time you want to get limpeh attention, wear something fun."
5. When lu eh colleague asks, "Lu si simi tai chi?"
Beng-ism: "Everyone knows limpeh simi tai lah. That lanjiao face simi tai is much more interesting."
But of course. I am not the true Beng. So any true Bengs out there, please do not hesitate to correct me :) I could be wrong. With all the trend evolving these days. Hehe! Anyway, here's the next section of my blog.
I dedicate this section to the cibai kia driving an Atos with number plate MBD 8***(I forgot the number, hehe!). That day, limpeh already signal and chup the parking already. You damn kaa si, never signal and wait there and take limpeh wan parking hor!! I horn you, you sommore act like you khua boh and park and walk away sommore. I remember your blue shirt, and your lampah face. Next time I see you, I will make sure you cannot see anything or I might "modify" your car for you. Kannineneh! Hope your lanjiao shrink and you grow a cibai!
Pardon the expletives. Hehe! Was really pissed :)
Ooh! Btw, I finally watched Initial D. Jay Chou's acting sucked, compared to all the others. Even those who may not look the part of the real characters. But at least they got more acting skills. Jay Chou kayu lah! Anyways, main point... I'm suddenly in love with those Ah Beng cars I saw on Initial D. If I can afford them... someday... I'll buy one and be the envy of all Ah Bengs who drive modified Wira, Satria, Iswara (no offense to Koon), old Nissan, old Toyota, old Honda... hehe! They look so fast and fun! And I'm not gonna be playing some thumping techno, I'll play Tchaikovsky or Strauss when I'm driving. Muahaha! Eat that!
Warning: Use di lu kah ki eh risk
1. When lu eh colleague asks lu to file document...
Beng-ism: "Lim peh ani hensem, mana eh sai do paperwork"
2. When lu eh taukeh asks lu to do the impossible[simi sai?](again)...
Beng-ism: "Lu siu limpeh si sin ah?"
3. When lu eh taukeh tak teok sai(stepped on poop ie. made mistake)...
Beng-ism: "Turns out lu eh best judgment boh kao lat. Limpeh tiam lu chi eh: next time, use limpeh wan"
4. When some siao lang been trying desperately to get lu eh attention...
Beng-ism: "You nge-nge lai, di-di lai, no use wan. Next time you want to get limpeh attention, wear something fun."
5. When lu eh colleague asks, "Lu si simi tai chi?"
Beng-ism: "Everyone knows limpeh simi tai lah. That lanjiao face simi tai is much more interesting."
But of course. I am not the true Beng. So any true Bengs out there, please do not hesitate to correct me :) I could be wrong. With all the trend evolving these days. Hehe! Anyway, here's the next section of my blog.
I dedicate this section to the cibai kia driving an Atos with number plate MBD 8***(I forgot the number, hehe!). That day, limpeh already signal and chup the parking already. You damn kaa si, never signal and wait there and take limpeh wan parking hor!! I horn you, you sommore act like you khua boh and park and walk away sommore. I remember your blue shirt, and your lampah face. Next time I see you, I will make sure you cannot see anything or I might "modify" your car for you. Kannineneh! Hope your lanjiao shrink and you grow a cibai!
Pardon the expletives. Hehe! Was really pissed :)
Ooh! Btw, I finally watched Initial D. Jay Chou's acting sucked, compared to all the others. Even those who may not look the part of the real characters. But at least they got more acting skills. Jay Chou kayu lah! Anyways, main point... I'm suddenly in love with those Ah Beng cars I saw on Initial D. If I can afford them... someday... I'll buy one and be the envy of all Ah Bengs who drive modified Wira, Satria, Iswara (no offense to Koon), old Nissan, old Toyota, old Honda... hehe! They look so fast and fun! And I'm not gonna be playing some thumping techno, I'll play Tchaikovsky or Strauss when I'm driving. Muahaha! Eat that!
Wednesday, August 17, 2005
Yes, I'm a liar...
I have nothing to write about myself today. But I do have an interesting mail I received from my aunt. Enjoy! And pass it along. Hehe!
Euro-English
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.
Euro-English
The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.
As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5- year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English".
In the first year, "s" will replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.
There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.
In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.
Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.
By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with "v".
During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl. Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.
Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.
If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Ich vil blog tomorrow...
It iz heelefen forty vane pee-em. Me iz going to sleep. Me vill blog tomorrow. For now, pleeze henjoye zee azinine blogs i ave discovered for today...
Rockson aka Fictitious Beng
http://www.rockson.blogspot.com/
Intellectual masquerading as Ah Beng. Good Ah Beng vocab. But issues being discussed are too "cheem". That gave him away :P
Daniel aka Super Intellectual
http://anemptyroom.blogspot.com/
Ignore his June 13 post. You'd be shocked if you read that before reading his previous posts. The difference... he could've been on crack on June 13. I've not seen anyone write so perfectly, fully utilizing brain and vocabulary, in years. Maybe I've not been exploring enough. For a Singaporean and Beng-ish person to write like that, wundebar! :P
Gute Nacht!
Rockson aka Fictitious Beng
http://www.rockson.blogspot.com/
Intellectual masquerading as Ah Beng. Good Ah Beng vocab. But issues being discussed are too "cheem". That gave him away :P
Daniel aka Super Intellectual
http://anemptyroom.blogspot.com/
Ignore his June 13 post. You'd be shocked if you read that before reading his previous posts. The difference... he could've been on crack on June 13. I've not seen anyone write so perfectly, fully utilizing brain and vocabulary, in years. Maybe I've not been exploring enough. For a Singaporean and Beng-ish person to write like that, wundebar! :P
Gute Nacht!
Thursday, August 11, 2005
My mummy don't let me buy new bra...
Hello! Welcome to another episode of "Rantings of a Spoiled Brat". Today's topic is "My mother would not let me buy new bras".
Every time I spot a bra and wish to buy it, my mother would say that I have plenty, I should go home and count them and then tell her if I need another. Yes I do!! One should have an outfit for every occasion and therefore one should have a bra which fits certain outfits. Especially people with little boobs like me, we're always searching for good bras to make us look good and feel good because of our shortcoming in the department. I can proudly say that I have less than 15 bras. Out of which more than half are uitilized often. And you can't include those bras which were mistakes, outdated or ruined in the wash because my wonderful mother, who would not buy me bras, didn't put it in the bra bag before tossing it into the mouth of the washing monster.
And it's not like I never wear them. There are some bras that you do not wear every other day. Like that low-back bra that my mother was so opposed of when I bought it, even though I was paying with my own allowance. It finally came to good use during my graduation photoshoot cos I was wearing this low-back cheongsam. So you see, no bra ever goes to waste. It becomes useful in due time. So I spotted these lovely PC bras at MP today, which were my best cutting and they had transparent straps. That is such a find!! I was almost in tears when my mom said no. But I didn't want to be a brat so we walked away. But not before I gave her that withering look and she was like "Don't look at me like that." Why? Guilty? Guilty because you have 50 pairs of bras out of which 20 are lying there, decaying? She can get a new bra every sale season cos hers cost less than RM30 but I can't cos mine cost more than RM30. But it's not like I buy one every two months. I last bought a bra before Chinese New Year. That was so bloody long ago.
And the more I come to think of it, I find that I really doesn't have anything to do with bras. It has to do with anything I buy. Probably just the fact that I spend. And I am not allowed to spend. I can't get a new pair of shoes, a new bag, a new shirt (unless she brought it back from China), new jewellery or anything new for the matter of fact. I don't even dare to buy a better product from the brand of cosmetics I'm using for fear that she'll be on me like a vulture on a dying rodent. And now that my face is suffering, I still use the cheapest of the brand I'm using. yes, it's Lancome. But it's not doing anything for my face. And today, she goes to SKII and tries a new product. Life is so unfair. Yes, it's not my money, it's my dad's and as wife, she is entitled to first dibs. But what about me? I spend like Rm500 a month in Melaka while she gets to spend thousands in Suzhou. I eat all the normal food in Melaka while she gets gourmet in Suzhou. Yes, occasionally, I fork out a bit more for Coffee Bean or Pizza Hut or the rare dimsum buffet breakfast. She gets to eat food like that every week.
She comes home from Suzhou with new clothes, new bags, new sunglasses, new perfume etc. I get a few new shirts. That's not what I want. I don't really mind if I don't get presents when she come back. Maybe 1 shirt will do. I just want to be able to buy what I like when I feel I need it. I don't want her to breathe down my neck for every bra or bag or shoe I buy. Let me buy what I need. Don't buy stuff and push them on me and when I feel that I don't want them, start going on about how ungrateful I am. I never asked for those stuff. I just want freedom to choose what I want.
I'll be officially working next month. Hopefully then I will never have to listen to her nag about how I spend her money anymore. Good for her! More for her! :( I hope she'll be happier then. I'll never need to ask her for anything ever again. I bet she gets her thrills from turning me down everytime I ask for something. She probably feels that surge of authoritative high when she does it :P
Every time I spot a bra and wish to buy it, my mother would say that I have plenty, I should go home and count them and then tell her if I need another. Yes I do!! One should have an outfit for every occasion and therefore one should have a bra which fits certain outfits. Especially people with little boobs like me, we're always searching for good bras to make us look good and feel good because of our shortcoming in the department. I can proudly say that I have less than 15 bras. Out of which more than half are uitilized often. And you can't include those bras which were mistakes, outdated or ruined in the wash because my wonderful mother, who would not buy me bras, didn't put it in the bra bag before tossing it into the mouth of the washing monster.
And it's not like I never wear them. There are some bras that you do not wear every other day. Like that low-back bra that my mother was so opposed of when I bought it, even though I was paying with my own allowance. It finally came to good use during my graduation photoshoot cos I was wearing this low-back cheongsam. So you see, no bra ever goes to waste. It becomes useful in due time. So I spotted these lovely PC bras at MP today, which were my best cutting and they had transparent straps. That is such a find!! I was almost in tears when my mom said no. But I didn't want to be a brat so we walked away. But not before I gave her that withering look and she was like "Don't look at me like that." Why? Guilty? Guilty because you have 50 pairs of bras out of which 20 are lying there, decaying? She can get a new bra every sale season cos hers cost less than RM30 but I can't cos mine cost more than RM30. But it's not like I buy one every two months. I last bought a bra before Chinese New Year. That was so bloody long ago.
And the more I come to think of it, I find that I really doesn't have anything to do with bras. It has to do with anything I buy. Probably just the fact that I spend. And I am not allowed to spend. I can't get a new pair of shoes, a new bag, a new shirt (unless she brought it back from China), new jewellery or anything new for the matter of fact. I don't even dare to buy a better product from the brand of cosmetics I'm using for fear that she'll be on me like a vulture on a dying rodent. And now that my face is suffering, I still use the cheapest of the brand I'm using. yes, it's Lancome. But it's not doing anything for my face. And today, she goes to SKII and tries a new product. Life is so unfair. Yes, it's not my money, it's my dad's and as wife, she is entitled to first dibs. But what about me? I spend like Rm500 a month in Melaka while she gets to spend thousands in Suzhou. I eat all the normal food in Melaka while she gets gourmet in Suzhou. Yes, occasionally, I fork out a bit more for Coffee Bean or Pizza Hut or the rare dimsum buffet breakfast. She gets to eat food like that every week.
She comes home from Suzhou with new clothes, new bags, new sunglasses, new perfume etc. I get a few new shirts. That's not what I want. I don't really mind if I don't get presents when she come back. Maybe 1 shirt will do. I just want to be able to buy what I like when I feel I need it. I don't want her to breathe down my neck for every bra or bag or shoe I buy. Let me buy what I need. Don't buy stuff and push them on me and when I feel that I don't want them, start going on about how ungrateful I am. I never asked for those stuff. I just want freedom to choose what I want.
I'll be officially working next month. Hopefully then I will never have to listen to her nag about how I spend her money anymore. Good for her! More for her! :( I hope she'll be happier then. I'll never need to ask her for anything ever again. I bet she gets her thrills from turning me down everytime I ask for something. She probably feels that surge of authoritative high when she does it :P
Jim Carrey was CANADIAN???
I never knew Jim Carrey was Canadian until I watched Oprah today. Hmm... goes to show, America don't really grow their own talent. Hehe! Look at Arnold, he was Austrian. Hehe! With a pro-Nazi father to boot.
It's official! I'm no longer going to Germany. But the Senai thing is not 100% confirmed yet. In case some people dunno where Senai is, it's in Johor. Hopefully, my beloved can quit his job and join me there too cos the company is looking for new people to start up a new plant. Anyone interested? Hehe! But I've heard that Johor is dangerous these days. Apparently, they could really do with CSI there. But it's a risk I have to take. And the great thing is that it's so near Singapore. I can hop on a bus and go to Singapore every weekend. Shopping!!!! :)
Looks like my dad is not going to get me a new car to go with my new job :( I'm supposed to wait until I can afford one. In the mean time, I'll be using my mom's car. What car shall I buy? I've got my eye on the Ford RS. Or maybe those VW Beetle immitations from Suzuki or Toyota. What do you think? Someone suggested Vios. Erm... the last thing I want is a family car. I don't like those long, wide family cars like Vios, Cefiro, Sonata... etc. I want either cute, sporty or sleek and classy. Haii.... No car!!!
Anyway, this is the update so far. Apart from my mom nagging at me and wrongfully accusing me everyday, as usual, nothing is happening. Tune in for the final verdict on Senai. I hope that is soon.
It's official! I'm no longer going to Germany. But the Senai thing is not 100% confirmed yet. In case some people dunno where Senai is, it's in Johor. Hopefully, my beloved can quit his job and join me there too cos the company is looking for new people to start up a new plant. Anyone interested? Hehe! But I've heard that Johor is dangerous these days. Apparently, they could really do with CSI there. But it's a risk I have to take. And the great thing is that it's so near Singapore. I can hop on a bus and go to Singapore every weekend. Shopping!!!! :)
Looks like my dad is not going to get me a new car to go with my new job :( I'm supposed to wait until I can afford one. In the mean time, I'll be using my mom's car. What car shall I buy? I've got my eye on the Ford RS. Or maybe those VW Beetle immitations from Suzuki or Toyota. What do you think? Someone suggested Vios. Erm... the last thing I want is a family car. I don't like those long, wide family cars like Vios, Cefiro, Sonata... etc. I want either cute, sporty or sleek and classy. Haii.... No car!!!
Anyway, this is the update so far. Apart from my mom nagging at me and wrongfully accusing me everyday, as usual, nothing is happening. Tune in for the final verdict on Senai. I hope that is soon.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Damn tired...
I'm really tired today, so I'll be brief...
Going to Germany:
Pros
1. Great exposure
2. Better pay when I come back
3. Better career when I come back
Conclusion: Better life with more money and less struggle
Cons
1. 3 and 1/2 months is not enough to learn what I need to learn. And it's in German. Worse! I'll end up with nothing.
2. I'll disappoint my dad and his friend and cause my dad to lose face.
3. I'll be very lonely and afraid there and suffer for 3 months.
4. I might even run home 1 month later, crying. That would lead to #2.
5. Since #1, there may be no impact on my career and I'd have wasted my time.
6. My dad needs to invest lots of money for me to get there and it'll be wasted.
Conclusion: No guarantee it'll turn out positively and in the process, I may be scarred.
I have a very interesting story to do with Con #4. There was a fella in my dad's company who was sent to Germany for 6 months training. He came back within a month, crying. A grown man. Maybe back then there was no internet. but still, it illutrates how difficult it is to be away from home. Especially for a person such as myself. I need family, I need love, 24/7.
If I don't try now, I may regret and blame myself for life. If I try but fail, can I blame others for the rest of my life?
So the question remains, to go, or not to go. I NEED FEEDBACK!!!
Going to Germany:
Pros
1. Great exposure
2. Better pay when I come back
3. Better career when I come back
Conclusion: Better life with more money and less struggle
Cons
1. 3 and 1/2 months is not enough to learn what I need to learn. And it's in German. Worse! I'll end up with nothing.
2. I'll disappoint my dad and his friend and cause my dad to lose face.
3. I'll be very lonely and afraid there and suffer for 3 months.
4. I might even run home 1 month later, crying. That would lead to #2.
5. Since #1, there may be no impact on my career and I'd have wasted my time.
6. My dad needs to invest lots of money for me to get there and it'll be wasted.
Conclusion: No guarantee it'll turn out positively and in the process, I may be scarred.
I have a very interesting story to do with Con #4. There was a fella in my dad's company who was sent to Germany for 6 months training. He came back within a month, crying. A grown man. Maybe back then there was no internet. but still, it illutrates how difficult it is to be away from home. Especially for a person such as myself. I need family, I need love, 24/7.
If I don't try now, I may regret and blame myself for life. If I try but fail, can I blame others for the rest of my life?
So the question remains, to go, or not to go. I NEED FEEDBACK!!!
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
It's 7am!!!!!!!!
Yes. It's 7am and I am up. Yep! But yesterday, I actually went to bed at 7am. Why? My overactive imagination got the better of me, once again. I was thinking of what I'd do if my house were robbed. And I actually got pretty afraid that someone was really going to rob my house. This is the paranoid side of me few people know. Who would've guessed that the loud and bold me would be afraid. Hehe!
Btw, in reply to Anonymous' comment, I don't think that many people know how to admire and appreciate extroverts or even outgoing girls. Most of them probably think I'm crazy or irritating. In an Asian society, this is not positive attitude. Girls are allowed to speak these days - Halelujah! But we're frowned upon when we holler ;) No one ever thinks so positively of someone. Unless that person were beautiful, has a beautiful body, speaks in a sweet, beautiful voice and wears beautiful clothes all the time. And I think most people already have a person in mind when I say this. Hehe! But enough about personalities. It's nice to know that people actually read my blog. Not just open the page and glare for a few seconds and close the window.
I was so bored yesterday, that I tried this chat thing called IMVU. Anyone tried it yet? If you want to try it, tell me yah. I mail it to you. Then when you top up, I get 10000 pts to buy clothes. Muahaha! It's a chat in 3D. Your avatar sits in a coffee shop and talks, face to face, with another avatar. Usually with some random fella and usually, it'll be a 18 or 19 year old guy. What's with that? Did those guys added a preference when they signed up? "tick" [Meet older women.] I suppose it's the in thing now with Justin and Cameron, Ashton and Demi setting an example.
I'm just gonna go back to bed before I bore people. I am obviously not articulate at this hour of the day :P
Btw, in reply to Anonymous' comment, I don't think that many people know how to admire and appreciate extroverts or even outgoing girls. Most of them probably think I'm crazy or irritating. In an Asian society, this is not positive attitude. Girls are allowed to speak these days - Halelujah! But we're frowned upon when we holler ;) No one ever thinks so positively of someone. Unless that person were beautiful, has a beautiful body, speaks in a sweet, beautiful voice and wears beautiful clothes all the time. And I think most people already have a person in mind when I say this. Hehe! But enough about personalities. It's nice to know that people actually read my blog. Not just open the page and glare for a few seconds and close the window.
I was so bored yesterday, that I tried this chat thing called IMVU. Anyone tried it yet? If you want to try it, tell me yah. I mail it to you. Then when you top up, I get 10000 pts to buy clothes. Muahaha! It's a chat in 3D. Your avatar sits in a coffee shop and talks, face to face, with another avatar. Usually with some random fella and usually, it'll be a 18 or 19 year old guy. What's with that? Did those guys added a preference when they signed up? "tick" [Meet older women.] I suppose it's the in thing now with Justin and Cameron, Ashton and Demi setting an example.
I'm just gonna go back to bed before I bore people. I am obviously not articulate at this hour of the day :P
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
X-tracts on Friday (11pm)
Nothing much to say today. But I did find this really nice link on my friend's site. It's called PostSecret. Do visit the site. You may never know that someone out there actually shares your secret. Not to say that this picture is my secret too ;) But who knows? Maybe when I'm 40 and have never had an orgasm, it might be. Hehe!Was out the whole day with my mom and her classmates. It's nice to see that they're so close after more than 30 years of knowing each other. Sometimes I wish my friends and I will be the same. But it's a wish. One that can only be fulfilled if my friends aim to do the same thing. And if we don't get too lazy or too immersed with our lives in the future.
Our convocation is this Saturday, August 6-7. We'll be seeing lots of friends perhaps for the last time until the next 10 years or so. Hehe! We're hoping to get together a nice gathering at X-tracts on Friday night (5 August). For those who are ignorant, it's a pub opposite the Clock Tower aka red buildings, in Melaka. Try to be there by 11pm, for those who intend to come. Lets make it a night to remember for the next 10-20 years until we bump into each other in some mall with our children in tow. Hehe! Until then, lets go wild!!! :)
When I look back on my years in MMU, sometimes I feel that I've escaped a hell-hole. Yet, sometimes I look back on our escapades fondly. There were those times when I've acted like a retard, an asshole and sometimes, just plain stupid. And since I love beating myself up about stuff like that. They'll haunt me until I die. Just like my memories of the mistakes I made when I was 14. Or even when I was a kid. Some are secrets, some are known. Sometimes I wonder if the people involved remember that really stupid comment I made, or that really idiotic thing I did. It really eats me up inside to not know. Maybe if I ever get brave enough, I'd ask them... someday. Then I'd be wondering every damn day after whether or not they're laughing behind my back because I was so pathetic to bother to remember such a thing, or that I actually reminded them how lame I was in the past. It's a curse to be uncool, don't you think? Hehe!
And whether or not I've been the cool gal, or the uncool smarty-pants geek, the ugly, skinny cow or even the beautiful girl, I will always feel inadequate. Why? Because I will never know what people really thought of me. Cos, you know, who would tell? :P
Saturday, July 30, 2005
Maybe they don't want me :D
It's been erm.... more than 2 days since I mailed Germany. Still no news. Hey! Maybe they don't want me!! Think so? I'm a little tired of waiting for their reply and I'm really not interested in going anymore. I think i'll just go to Suzhou or Singapore where I suppose it'll be more fun.
It is so boring in Melaka. So boring that I have nothing to write about. I'm even sick of complaining about my Mom. What shall I do then? I scoured the internet for funny commercials to watch yesterday. The best one I've seen is the spoof of Paris Hilton's Carls Jr commercial. It was a fat, hairy and bearded guy in the same black, skin-tight swimsuit with the black car and the juicy burger. But he did it so beautifully. You've gotta watch it... www.spicyparis.com ;) Watch Paris' commercial, then watch the guy's commercial. Hehe!
Gonna run off to shower now. No peeking! :P I know the lizard ogling at me the other day was a spycam! So whoever you are, stop it! :P
It is so boring in Melaka. So boring that I have nothing to write about. I'm even sick of complaining about my Mom. What shall I do then? I scoured the internet for funny commercials to watch yesterday. The best one I've seen is the spoof of Paris Hilton's Carls Jr commercial. It was a fat, hairy and bearded guy in the same black, skin-tight swimsuit with the black car and the juicy burger. But he did it so beautifully. You've gotta watch it... www.spicyparis.com ;) Watch Paris' commercial, then watch the guy's commercial. Hehe!
Gonna run off to shower now. No peeking! :P I know the lizard ogling at me the other day was a spycam! So whoever you are, stop it! :P
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Whooops! *more sheepish than yesterday*
In reference to my last blog: I just found out that the calls and sms I made amounted to more than RM250. Whooops! Big boo boo! No wonder my mom was livid. And she was going on and on about how we spend money like water, blablabla...
I wouldn't blame her for scolding me for the bill. I just don't see how this has to do with the way I spend money??? I just happened to get carried away with the calls and the sms. I didn't see them as cost/money. I saw them as calls or sms, until I saw the bill. And usually, I wouldn't make that many calls and sms. It was an honest mistake :P Everyone out there, just so you know, it costs a bomb to sms and make calls in China and Hong Kong. In Hong Kong, you should use Sunday as the operator, not Smartone. Sunday's roaming sms are cheaper. I wrote my dad a mail to tell him how sorry I am. I hope that he's not going come back to Melaka and still shout at me. Over cyberspace is enough.
Finally sent my dad's Ford for servicing. Probably going to take the whole day. So bored... :P Should be receiving news about Germany today. Sometimes, I hope that I don't have to go. Things would be so simple then. I'll just have to go to Singapore or China and get a job and settle down to the mundane life that I hope for. But then, I'd have to slog for 10 years before I get to be a big-shot director or manager. So... to go, or not to go...
When I was in Singapore for the past 2 weeks, I'd pass by these lovely apartments on the way home everyday. Makes me wish I could own or rent one when I work in Singapore. But the only way to make it easier to own or rent one would be to go to Germany first. What a painful dilemma... I dream about renting a nice 3 room apartment and living in it with my beloved and my sister and we'd have a little Shih Tzu. Isn't that a beautiful dream? Young professionals living in style. Hai... I'm gonna go finish up Feeding Frenzy now. Takes my mind off the dreams.
I wouldn't blame her for scolding me for the bill. I just don't see how this has to do with the way I spend money??? I just happened to get carried away with the calls and the sms. I didn't see them as cost/money. I saw them as calls or sms, until I saw the bill. And usually, I wouldn't make that many calls and sms. It was an honest mistake :P Everyone out there, just so you know, it costs a bomb to sms and make calls in China and Hong Kong. In Hong Kong, you should use Sunday as the operator, not Smartone. Sunday's roaming sms are cheaper. I wrote my dad a mail to tell him how sorry I am. I hope that he's not going come back to Melaka and still shout at me. Over cyberspace is enough.
Finally sent my dad's Ford for servicing. Probably going to take the whole day. So bored... :P Should be receiving news about Germany today. Sometimes, I hope that I don't have to go. Things would be so simple then. I'll just have to go to Singapore or China and get a job and settle down to the mundane life that I hope for. But then, I'd have to slog for 10 years before I get to be a big-shot director or manager. So... to go, or not to go...
When I was in Singapore for the past 2 weeks, I'd pass by these lovely apartments on the way home everyday. Makes me wish I could own or rent one when I work in Singapore. But the only way to make it easier to own or rent one would be to go to Germany first. What a painful dilemma... I dream about renting a nice 3 room apartment and living in it with my beloved and my sister and we'd have a little Shih Tzu. Isn't that a beautiful dream? Young professionals living in style. Hai... I'm gonna go finish up Feeding Frenzy now. Takes my mind off the dreams.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
I got carried away... *sheepish*
My mom just stumbled upon the phone bill for when I was in China. I think I made almost RM100 worth of sms. I just made a polite apology and scuttled upstairs instead of trying to argue about it. Hehe! Aren't I diplomatic? Just brought my bitch home from my cousin's. She's filthy and balding. I dunno if it's because she's dehydrated, something wrong with her diet, or my cousin didn't rinse off her shampoo properly. I just hope her hair grows soon. An aging Shih Tzu is not a pleasant sight.
So tired today. Went to bed around 1-2am and woke up at 11am. My mom seems to think that having enough hours on the bed means that there is no reason to feel tired. Wrong!! What if you didn't sleep well? Adults are so inconsiderate. Having superhuman strength, which enables you to sleep at 2am and rise at 7am, doesn't mean you can gloat at the lesser people. I probably have to wake up again tomorrow cos I need to send my dad's beat-up Ford to the mechanic for a pick-me-up session.
I had a facial today. Yay! And I got the RM50 for it from my mom!! Double yay!! Yes, I'm a leech of a brat, sucking cash off my parents. I'm jobless. Don't blame me! This is my 2nd session with Gigi. Do they actually have a ceremony of christening these facial people with names like that as part of their initiation into the field of beauty consultancy? I went back to her cos I saw improvement with my face, ie. less zits, the last time I went there. And she was the first person who was able to give me an effective solution to my zits, which by the way, were blackheads/oil seeds, not zits, because I'm too old to be having zits. Her solution was that I stop using moisturisers for awhile because they make my skin more oily and aggravate my pores, clog them up and voila! I get blackheads / oil seeds.
Of course my mom was ready to say that the place didn't look professional, yadayadayada... Who cares? As long as she fixes my face. The first time I did the RM80 seaweed mask. This time I thought I'd go with the normal one. She really took her time, picking out all my oil seeds. Feel so clean and beautiful now. :) Ain't I a pretty piggie? Hehehe! The only bummer is that I've got this little pimple/flesh thing under my eye that has to be zapped with a laser. I'll wait till it grows more and looks hideous, then I can talk my mom into letting me have it zapped. For now, I'm just gonna go lie on my bed, read a nice book and go to sleep early so that my facial session was not wasted. Btw, Gigi gave me a vial of antiseptic thingie that brings down swelling and redness from pinching zits and stuff. So nice of her. If my face improves further, I'll definitely go for the 3rd session :)
I love my face...
So tired today. Went to bed around 1-2am and woke up at 11am. My mom seems to think that having enough hours on the bed means that there is no reason to feel tired. Wrong!! What if you didn't sleep well? Adults are so inconsiderate. Having superhuman strength, which enables you to sleep at 2am and rise at 7am, doesn't mean you can gloat at the lesser people. I probably have to wake up again tomorrow cos I need to send my dad's beat-up Ford to the mechanic for a pick-me-up session.
I had a facial today. Yay! And I got the RM50 for it from my mom!! Double yay!! Yes, I'm a leech of a brat, sucking cash off my parents. I'm jobless. Don't blame me! This is my 2nd session with Gigi. Do they actually have a ceremony of christening these facial people with names like that as part of their initiation into the field of beauty consultancy? I went back to her cos I saw improvement with my face, ie. less zits, the last time I went there. And she was the first person who was able to give me an effective solution to my zits, which by the way, were blackheads/oil seeds, not zits, because I'm too old to be having zits. Her solution was that I stop using moisturisers for awhile because they make my skin more oily and aggravate my pores, clog them up and voila! I get blackheads / oil seeds.
Of course my mom was ready to say that the place didn't look professional, yadayadayada... Who cares? As long as she fixes my face. The first time I did the RM80 seaweed mask. This time I thought I'd go with the normal one. She really took her time, picking out all my oil seeds. Feel so clean and beautiful now. :) Ain't I a pretty piggie? Hehehe! The only bummer is that I've got this little pimple/flesh thing under my eye that has to be zapped with a laser. I'll wait till it grows more and looks hideous, then I can talk my mom into letting me have it zapped. For now, I'm just gonna go lie on my bed, read a nice book and go to sleep early so that my facial session was not wasted. Btw, Gigi gave me a vial of antiseptic thingie that brings down swelling and redness from pinching zits and stuff. So nice of her. If my face improves further, I'll definitely go for the 3rd session :)
I love my face...
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