I know by now the rate at which I move in and out of a job is giving the false impression that my actual profession is perhaps job-hopper and not a communicator :p
Eh, please don't be misled ok! Job-changing is hellalot of pain. Imagine going through the search process all over again, worrying over the bread-and-butter issues, having to know new people, and adapting to a whole new work culture. It's really not easy, I'm sure you know. With age catching up, you think I enjoy this? No way! But as usual, those who know me enuff know that it's hard for me to just make do. Making-do is not me. I'm a Go-getter, and that's why I'm a go-getter who has achieved nothing much till this day...hehe..
For the purpose of updates, I've tendered (with no exact plans next except to wait for a more suitable job). Not that I thick-skinned but my resignation triggered off a mutiny of exodus. The company lost nearly 50% of my team. My designer tendered. My direct boss tendered too and he was there for barely 1.5 months. GDI! He broke my record ~ I was there for 2 months ok! Leaving the job by end of the year was something at the back of my boss' mind but me leaving caught him off-guard and he expedited his plans. You know why? Cause my absence will have resulted in his loss of a defence line. See lar, for all the nonsense I am, I'm such an important person to so many people ok!
The remaining team will be facing a hostile take-over by a woman I've so fondly nicknamed the "hyper-ventilator". I must give her thumbs-up for her long-windedness (yes bud, you are not the worst) and thumbs-down for being such a stress ball, or a ball of stress to be correct.
I'll be leaving behind a good team but f**ked-up organisation as a whole. Good luck to my mates who have made my short stint a little bit more bearable. My relationship with that puddle of water shall remain purely as customer-seller. I'll win them BIG one day.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
The Pals Checklist
I've been thinking for a while now, on where I draw the line and set the standards on who qualifies as pals. My standards are as capricious and erratic as me myself. While the quality of friendship is not defined by time, there's no way I can deny that my best pals are those I've known for the longest.
As a self-check, and to keep myself rooted, I've decided to put up a checklist (among my many other checklists) of how to sort out the psuedo-pals from the real ones. Entry to the privileged REAL pals list is automatic, needs no application and not subject to your approval.
1) Someone who shares my level of crappiness, liking for some songs and preferences for some food is not necessarily a good friend.
2) Someone who (thinks) share my frequency and remembers every bit of the things I've said is a friend but not necessarily a pal. For palship to develop, there must be mutual exchanges and willingness from both sides to let each other into each other's lives.
3) Good friends check on your well-being every now and then. Good friends doesn't let you take all the initiative in planning to meet up or keep in contact. Good friends shares your joy and pain and won't take credit for having made life better for you.
4) Palship is not about befriending a nice good person. It's about hitting it off and a certain degree of attraction / agreement to each other's personality, value systems and background.
5) Palship is as queer as love relationship. It's an equation that is not simply derived or rewarded by compatibility, perseverance and one party's willing intention. It takes two hands to clap and a whole lot of chemistry to make it work, and last.
All the above said, I'm taking some names out of what I'll consider as friends and relegate them as acquaintances. For those who have been nice, my deepest appreciation, but point 2 and 4 still apply. Oh...feelings....you are such an unfathomable thing!
As a self-check, and to keep myself rooted, I've decided to put up a checklist (among my many other checklists) of how to sort out the psuedo-pals from the real ones. Entry to the privileged REAL pals list is automatic, needs no application and not subject to your approval.
1) Someone who shares my level of crappiness, liking for some songs and preferences for some food is not necessarily a good friend.
2) Someone who (thinks) share my frequency and remembers every bit of the things I've said is a friend but not necessarily a pal. For palship to develop, there must be mutual exchanges and willingness from both sides to let each other into each other's lives.
3) Good friends check on your well-being every now and then. Good friends doesn't let you take all the initiative in planning to meet up or keep in contact. Good friends shares your joy and pain and won't take credit for having made life better for you.
4) Palship is not about befriending a nice good person. It's about hitting it off and a certain degree of attraction / agreement to each other's personality, value systems and background.
5) Palship is as queer as love relationship. It's an equation that is not simply derived or rewarded by compatibility, perseverance and one party's willing intention. It takes two hands to clap and a whole lot of chemistry to make it work, and last.
All the above said, I'm taking some names out of what I'll consider as friends and relegate them as acquaintances. For those who have been nice, my deepest appreciation, but point 2 and 4 still apply. Oh...feelings....you are such an unfathomable thing!
Monday, April 09, 2007
Hostage
I've been released as a hostage. He's attached. Good. I must really move on now. First, me and Joe ;)
Sunday, April 08, 2007
to my credit
Talking to XY yesterday gave me an idea to blog about this - a list of things that are invented and made popular by me!
1) the "swear-off my own body part" theory in the form of "Neh-Neh". But I strictly stay off "CB" simply becos my surname should not be something I swear with.
2) the phrase "鸟不垃圾" - it's a wrong use of "鸟不拉屎" which means a place so ulu that even the bird doesn't shit there. I thot my "niao bu la ji" sounds more power and it's used to mean anything that doesn't make sense to me. Example, "这是什么鸟不垃圾的东西?!"
3) the birthday 'any prezzie' voucher. and I'm not talking about cash vouchers from the various retail brands and outlets. It's a self-created birthday prezzie voucher used to stall time especially if you haven't had time to buy present for the recipient. Voucher reads something like "Exchangeable for Birthday Prezzie Worth Up to $80" with terms and conditions that limit to one-time redemption by a certain expiry date.
4) "Lai-lai" for Kim Rae-won 金来元. I think XY doesn't think much of this but it's my pet name for one of our fave Korean stars!
5) the L.O.V.E. catch phrase - it stands for "Looking Out Very Eagerly" and how aptly it summarises our current love life.
More to come.
1) the "swear-off my own body part" theory in the form of "Neh-Neh". But I strictly stay off "CB" simply becos my surname should not be something I swear with.
2) the phrase "鸟不垃圾" - it's a wrong use of "鸟不拉屎" which means a place so ulu that even the bird doesn't shit there. I thot my "niao bu la ji" sounds more power and it's used to mean anything that doesn't make sense to me. Example, "这是什么鸟不垃圾的东西?!"
3) the birthday 'any prezzie' voucher. and I'm not talking about cash vouchers from the various retail brands and outlets. It's a self-created birthday prezzie voucher used to stall time especially if you haven't had time to buy present for the recipient. Voucher reads something like "Exchangeable for Birthday Prezzie Worth Up to $80" with terms and conditions that limit to one-time redemption by a certain expiry date.
4) "Lai-lai" for Kim Rae-won 金来元. I think XY doesn't think much of this but it's my pet name for one of our fave Korean stars!
5) the L.O.V.E. catch phrase - it stands for "Looking Out Very Eagerly" and how aptly it summarises our current love life.
More to come.
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Quarter one 2007, over.
Sian.
That's one word to summarise my first quarter of the year. All that had happened seems like a big joke to be reviewed today on April's Fools Day.
One wrong move after another but of cos, if life's every decision can be within prediction and control, it wouldn't have been a struggle. As usual, I better watch my mouth. Every word wagged with my tongue is ominous and often has karmic effect. By now, you have all heard about how my bad-mouthing of C having only bookies' bet slips to design had become a curse of my own predicament. And I'm afraid all my passing remarks of people's shortcomings and less desirable aspects would come back to haunt me sooner or later. Dear Omni-being, I know you are forgiving so please redeem all my sins. It's hard to change but I'll...try.
I can't do much from this point forward except wait for an opportunity to my desired career. Dammit! Why life's so difficult? Why life's so materialistically-operated? Is it a sin not to be richer? Meanwhile, I have to watch my spending...but...I'll get myself that Cherry-Blossom fragrance from that place that sells 'immortelle' water to celebrate my landing of new job (if it arrives at all). Shitz! I'm so useless! I cave in to material desires again!
So many things to do, so little money to do them all ~ my tour guide course, my keyboard lessons, my cafe business, my travel plans! Oh the Omni-being, shine more love on me please. And shine more love on all those who are worse off than me. At least I have luxury of having an option to look out for new jobs. Some don't, merely by default of their nationality.
The next time you read my blog, I hope to declare it 'cherry-blossom scented'. You can't smell it but I'll make you feel my joy.
That's one word to summarise my first quarter of the year. All that had happened seems like a big joke to be reviewed today on April's Fools Day.
One wrong move after another but of cos, if life's every decision can be within prediction and control, it wouldn't have been a struggle. As usual, I better watch my mouth. Every word wagged with my tongue is ominous and often has karmic effect. By now, you have all heard about how my bad-mouthing of C having only bookies' bet slips to design had become a curse of my own predicament. And I'm afraid all my passing remarks of people's shortcomings and less desirable aspects would come back to haunt me sooner or later. Dear Omni-being, I know you are forgiving so please redeem all my sins. It's hard to change but I'll...try.
I can't do much from this point forward except wait for an opportunity to my desired career. Dammit! Why life's so difficult? Why life's so materialistically-operated? Is it a sin not to be richer? Meanwhile, I have to watch my spending...but...I'll get myself that Cherry-Blossom fragrance from that place that sells 'immortelle' water to celebrate my landing of new job (if it arrives at all). Shitz! I'm so useless! I cave in to material desires again!
So many things to do, so little money to do them all ~ my tour guide course, my keyboard lessons, my cafe business, my travel plans! Oh the Omni-being, shine more love on me please. And shine more love on all those who are worse off than me. At least I have luxury of having an option to look out for new jobs. Some don't, merely by default of their nationality.
The next time you read my blog, I hope to declare it 'cherry-blossom scented'. You can't smell it but I'll make you feel my joy.
By 18th April
Find a job,
And stop the hop.
Throw the letter,
Move to the better.
Start afresh,
Make a dash.
Give my best,
While having a rest.
Pick up zest,
For next big quest.
It won't take long,
To right the wrong.
And stop the hop.
Throw the letter,
Move to the better.
Start afresh,
Make a dash.
Give my best,
While having a rest.
Pick up zest,
For next big quest.
It won't take long,
To right the wrong.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Pi-brain. Pea-brain?
I've lost a quarter of the year. Searching, hoping, lamenting then searching again. A bit of a dismay at times but still not losing hope cos this is the journey of any great people. And as you've guessed it, I count among one of the greats :p
I've been thinking for a while now that I suspect I've degenerated from the fabulous pi-brain to a pea-brainer (yes, despite being pea-brained, I can still think that I'm a pea brainer). I refuse to think hard at work, refuse to absorb any info that I consider in the category of "for the highly-intellectual", and refuse to put in my best for work. I stubbornly assert that I'm in life vacation mode for at least the next 2 years and I should be ready for the next spur just before I turn 30.
I'm like a plant nearing wither and badly needs to ingurgitate new doses of nutrients. While I liberate myself from the burden of having to perform and give my best in the arena I work in, I wish to gain from what my environment can give me instead. In a nutshell, I'm badly in need of a paid learning opportunity. That's why I thought lecturing will suit me great this time. We can learn loads from the kids!
Onto the next quarter, I hope things will look up. My knots boil down to my internal barrier which I can't cross. Perhaps one of my greatest strengths is my very high level of self-awareness and my weakness' the lack discipline and grit to overcome or make do with situations. I rather move on and pursue what might interest and engage me more. Sorry pals, I've let you down on what I've tasked you to do.
I'm also sure my critics (as if I'm some celeb again) would pin this down as a personality flaw - what's wrong with me? Why can't I hold down a job? But I really have a lot I wanna do and can do well in! I want to retire with a glorious resume that lists entrepreneur, lecturer, part-time lyricist, author, tour guide, presenter/emcee, designer, entertainment beat reporter, part-time singer, volunteer, entertainer, and maybe politician in my colourful career. Perhaps what I want to do is as whimsical as myself and I guess my ultimate pursuit is being happy where I am, to bring joy and some positive effects in making life interesting for people around me.
ps: I realised my blog's "Pi's Picks" (see right bar) lists Music and Lyrics as one of the choices. Little did I expect this to be a title of a movie running in the cinemas now.
I've been thinking for a while now that I suspect I've degenerated from the fabulous pi-brain to a pea-brainer (yes, despite being pea-brained, I can still think that I'm a pea brainer). I refuse to think hard at work, refuse to absorb any info that I consider in the category of "for the highly-intellectual", and refuse to put in my best for work. I stubbornly assert that I'm in life vacation mode for at least the next 2 years and I should be ready for the next spur just before I turn 30.
I'm like a plant nearing wither and badly needs to ingurgitate new doses of nutrients. While I liberate myself from the burden of having to perform and give my best in the arena I work in, I wish to gain from what my environment can give me instead. In a nutshell, I'm badly in need of a paid learning opportunity. That's why I thought lecturing will suit me great this time. We can learn loads from the kids!
Onto the next quarter, I hope things will look up. My knots boil down to my internal barrier which I can't cross. Perhaps one of my greatest strengths is my very high level of self-awareness and my weakness' the lack discipline and grit to overcome or make do with situations. I rather move on and pursue what might interest and engage me more. Sorry pals, I've let you down on what I've tasked you to do.
I'm also sure my critics (as if I'm some celeb again) would pin this down as a personality flaw - what's wrong with me? Why can't I hold down a job? But I really have a lot I wanna do and can do well in! I want to retire with a glorious resume that lists entrepreneur, lecturer, part-time lyricist, author, tour guide, presenter/emcee, designer, entertainment beat reporter, part-time singer, volunteer, entertainer, and maybe politician in my colourful career. Perhaps what I want to do is as whimsical as myself and I guess my ultimate pursuit is being happy where I am, to bring joy and some positive effects in making life interesting for people around me.
ps: I realised my blog's "Pi's Picks" (see right bar) lists Music and Lyrics as one of the choices. Little did I expect this to be a title of a movie running in the cinemas now.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Top 10 Reasons Why I Want to be a K-drama Female Lead
Photo from "Which Star Are You From"
1) There'll be not just one BUT TWO very eligible male leads fighting for my love!
2) If I'm not rich, my guy will definitely be!
3) In less than 20 episodes (or 20 hours), I would have gone through the most touching, memorable and enviable love story on earth.
4) By the end of the series, the world's most aloof guy would have opened his heart to me and changed to be a better man all in the glorious name of my love.
5) It doesn't matter that I'm not getting younger and that my figure's plump. I'D STILL ENJOY ATTENTION FROM AT LEAST 2 MEN!
6) My mobile phone subscription will hit the max plan utilisation with the male lead bombing my inbox with SMSes and voice mesgs when he can't seem to find me for the whole day.
7) I would have new clothes to wear every single day and they somehow just make fashion statements that all gals want to be spotted wearing tees over tights.
8) Suddenly my usual brash and loud ways would become so adorable and be seen as uniquely captivating by not only the male leads but also audience who have gotten glued to the box set.
9) Somehow, even if I wasn't supposed to be rich, I wouldn't need to work a lot and I can spend time bickering with my guy all day!
10) Last but not least, marriage is such a romantic affair without having to worry about queuing for HDB flat.
Cast me as Kim Sam Soon Number 2!!!
Monday, March 12, 2007
The day will come...
when i can typically spend my week like this:
Monday at my own cafe, doing some sums while people watching
Tuesday in school, sizing up cute boys and hopefully imparting some useful knowledge
Wednesday in the bookshop, at the movies or stay home to catch romance comedies with great ending
Thursday with the tourists on tours to my fave neighbourhoods
Friday at the cafe again, hosting some frens or just while my time away re-reading my Harry Potter for the nth time.
Saturday doing some volunteer work, watching concert or pa-tor-ing if my guy has found me by then
Sunday taking my family out for breakfast, doing some chores at home (assuming I'm still the house's default ah-sum), planning my next trip or post more interesting blog than this.
The day will come...hor?
Monday at my own cafe, doing some sums while people watching
Tuesday in school, sizing up cute boys and hopefully imparting some useful knowledge
Wednesday in the bookshop, at the movies or stay home to catch romance comedies with great ending
Thursday with the tourists on tours to my fave neighbourhoods
Friday at the cafe again, hosting some frens or just while my time away re-reading my Harry Potter for the nth time.
Saturday doing some volunteer work, watching concert or pa-tor-ing if my guy has found me by then
Sunday taking my family out for breakfast, doing some chores at home (assuming I'm still the house's default ah-sum), planning my next trip or post more interesting blog than this.
The day will come...hor?
Friday, March 09, 2007
Pipi on HumDrum
Getting used to the humdrum does not indicate acceptance or compromise. I just can't be bothered to fight a senseless battle.
Viva Saturday! Viva Recruit! A poly call me now!
Jiayou Day 5
Viva Saturday! Viva Recruit! A poly call me now!
Jiayou Day 5
Thursday, March 08, 2007
Pipi on Weekend Blemish
The blemish to my weekend is knowing I still have to work on Sunday for no pay, no time-off and any other incentive whatsoever!
Wednesday, March 07, 2007
Pipi on Hope
Hope is a Mayday concert in June, Harry Potter Final Book in July and Hana Kimi II somewhere down the road :D
Jiayou Day 3
Jiayou Day 3
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
Pipi on Passion
Passion isn't worth a cent. It's worth my life, the reason I frown and the reason I smile, from within.
Jiayou Day 2
Jiayou Day 2
Monday, March 05, 2007
Pipi on Career
Choosing career is like buying clothes. You don't just go for the one that fits. You take the one that flatters.
Jiayou Day 1
Jiayou Day 1
Sunday, March 04, 2007
憨人 in quarter-life crisis
Watch it here.
* * * * *
我的心内感觉 人生的沉重 不敢来振动
我不是好子 嘛不是歹人 我只是爱眠梦
我不愿随浪随风 飘浪西东 亲像船无港
我不愿做人 奸巧钻缝 甘愿来作憨人
我不是头脑空空 我不是一隻米虫
人啊人 一世人 要安怎欢喜 过春夏秋冬
我有我的路 有我的梦 梦中的那个世界 甘讲伊是一场空
我走过的路 只有希望 希望你我讲过的话 放在心肝内 总有一天
看到满天全金条 要煞无半项 环境来戏弄
背景无够强 天才无够弄 逐项是拢输人
只好看破这虚华 不怕路歹行 不怕大雨淋
心上一字敢 面对我的梦 甘愿来作憨人
* * * * *
老天, 我仍然相信你是疼憨人的.
所以你会让我对环境不足所产生的心魔赶快离我而去.
你会让好运降临于我和我身边的人.
加油! Minty也加油!
* * * * *
我的心内感觉 人生的沉重 不敢来振动
我不是好子 嘛不是歹人 我只是爱眠梦
我不愿随浪随风 飘浪西东 亲像船无港
我不愿做人 奸巧钻缝 甘愿来作憨人
我不是头脑空空 我不是一隻米虫
人啊人 一世人 要安怎欢喜 过春夏秋冬
我有我的路 有我的梦 梦中的那个世界 甘讲伊是一场空
我走过的路 只有希望 希望你我讲过的话 放在心肝内 总有一天
看到满天全金条 要煞无半项 环境来戏弄
背景无够强 天才无够弄 逐项是拢输人
只好看破这虚华 不怕路歹行 不怕大雨淋
心上一字敢 面对我的梦 甘愿来作憨人
* * * * *
老天, 我仍然相信你是疼憨人的.
所以你会让我对环境不足所产生的心魔赶快离我而去.
你会让好运降临于我和我身边的人.
加油! Minty也加油!
Saturday, March 03, 2007
Idiocy at Work Can Kill
My point is, I survived. 1st week, that is.
For someone who is highly instinctive, restless and spontaneous like me, overcoming bureaucracy takes big discipline and a lot of patience. I'll try.
And thank gawd for weekends. Life simple joy for me is a long walk, some vocalisation of grouses, a few Mayday songs and watching my money grow nano-millimetre by nano-millimetre so that I crawl closer towards my dream.
走出去不一定有路.但双腿和意志必须在人,事和物为我铺好地的时候继续坚强有力往前冲.
My soul is once again cleansed.
For someone who is highly instinctive, restless and spontaneous like me, overcoming bureaucracy takes big discipline and a lot of patience. I'll try.
And thank gawd for weekends. Life simple joy for me is a long walk, some vocalisation of grouses, a few Mayday songs and watching my money grow nano-millimetre by nano-millimetre so that I crawl closer towards my dream.
走出去不一定有路.但双腿和意志必须在人,事和物为我铺好地的时候继续坚强有力往前冲.
My soul is once again cleansed.
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
A Gift for Pi
I was spring-cleaning and was not too pleased to find quite a lot of prezzies given to me during past occasions contributing to the clutter.
First there was the pen holder which holds only 1 pen and the hole looks too small to fit a fat mont blanc. Better yet, the parts glued together are coming off yet the price tag is still snuggly stuck on. How sincere. I threw it away.
Then I found a mobile phone case with imitation burberry's print (price tag still on too). Fugly. Dump.
Next there's the bag. Expensive gift but I dun quite like the style. Mum says not bad. Pass to her.
I'm actually not hard to please when it comes to receiving prezzies. The keywords are Practicality, Style and Sincerity. Unless you are a close pal (you know who you are), don't attempt to give me things just for the sake of doing so. I don't like soft toys and any other things that do nothing for me except sit and gather dust. Don't attempt to buy clothes, bags, accessories etc for me unless u know my style very well. I'm lok kok but my lok kok got certain style one. Don't bother getting me gifts just becos they are expensive; my best 2006 X'mas gift is a lock-and-lock container. No need to get me magnets or keychains just becos you've gone on a trip and felt obligated to give me something becos you've been introduced to me a week ago.
Alright disclaimers:
1) I welcome ALL gifts that my pals give.
2) My sincerest apologies if I've given anyone of you one of those "prezzies I hate" type of gifts. You know I dun mean it.
3) If any of the above descriptions sound like something you've given me, please be assured that I still like you :p
Lastly, the gifts you can give me and I GUARANTEE they won't go wrong:
1) Vouchers!!! Capitaland Malls vouchers preferred!
2) Gadgets and gadget-related accessories
3) Music CDs ~ but do check my music preference before buying
4) Books - marketing or design related
5) Blank cheque with your signatory.
Terima Kasih.
First there was the pen holder which holds only 1 pen and the hole looks too small to fit a fat mont blanc. Better yet, the parts glued together are coming off yet the price tag is still snuggly stuck on. How sincere. I threw it away.
Then I found a mobile phone case with imitation burberry's print (price tag still on too). Fugly. Dump.
Next there's the bag. Expensive gift but I dun quite like the style. Mum says not bad. Pass to her.
I'm actually not hard to please when it comes to receiving prezzies. The keywords are Practicality, Style and Sincerity. Unless you are a close pal (you know who you are), don't attempt to give me things just for the sake of doing so. I don't like soft toys and any other things that do nothing for me except sit and gather dust. Don't attempt to buy clothes, bags, accessories etc for me unless u know my style very well. I'm lok kok but my lok kok got certain style one. Don't bother getting me gifts just becos they are expensive; my best 2006 X'mas gift is a lock-and-lock container. No need to get me magnets or keychains just becos you've gone on a trip and felt obligated to give me something becos you've been introduced to me a week ago.
Alright disclaimers:
1) I welcome ALL gifts that my pals give.
2) My sincerest apologies if I've given anyone of you one of those "prezzies I hate" type of gifts. You know I dun mean it.
3) If any of the above descriptions sound like something you've given me, please be assured that I still like you :p
Lastly, the gifts you can give me and I GUARANTEE they won't go wrong:
1) Vouchers!!! Capitaland Malls vouchers preferred!
2) Gadgets and gadget-related accessories
3) Music CDs ~ but do check my music preference before buying
4) Books - marketing or design related
5) Blank cheque with your signatory.
Terima Kasih.
Sunday, February 11, 2007
misshh you like c(r)a...zh..ee..
i'm missing some people. i'm reminiscing some things. it's as though my heart is divided into many pieces with one tiny corner for each of them and these various parts have now co-joined to rip me apart.
working hard on spring cleaning should take care of this :S
working hard on spring cleaning should take care of this :S
Saturday, February 10, 2007
my best one-month notice
So this is it. End of my stint in XP as at 9 Feb 2007.
I haven't made many frens there, though I've met many good folks. I didn't make big impact, though I took away big learning points.
It's the best 1-month notice I've ever served. All thanx to the facilitation I got to do during my last month with the school. Class days were such high points of my work that it's enough to redeem against the ugliness of the school's management.
This XP has got to have the coldest and weirdest management I've ever seen. No words of appreciation, goodbye, "how-to-exit" and well-wishes from a single soul. Except for the encouraging words from a few good people and my peers. It's a place I won't want to work for. It's perculiar why a place for nurturing young minds does not show as much support and understanding towards the well-being of nurturers.
It's beyond me now. But I do pray very hard deep down, that my educator dream does not get clipped. Put me in the right place with the right subject and I think the satisfaction can last a long long time.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.
I taught my last class at XP today and now I'm on the brink of tearing. I had seen this coming anyway, despite a very short stint of 3 to 4 lessons with each of my 2 classes.
To my 2 lovely classes, thank you for a great journey. You made me realise the importance on deciding the kind of teacher I want to be. You taught me the grave responsibility of filling a hungry mind. You enlightened me on why I want to be a teacher.
I've inspired and been inspired.
To my 2 lovely classes, thank you for a great journey. You made me realise the importance on deciding the kind of teacher I want to be. You taught me the grave responsibility of filling a hungry mind. You enlightened me on why I want to be a teacher.
I've inspired and been inspired.
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
5 things my admirers should know about me
My thickskinnedness tells me I'm on (rotten) peach flower luck recently. But really lar, 喜欢我的我不喜欢, 我喜欢的却不喜欢我. 哎...天意弄人啊! Anyway, to be fair to those interested in me, I've decided to provide some pointers for their reference - can't afford to be too atas now that age is catching up. Maybe, just maybe, someone amid the indistinguished motley bunch might end up being the one. We never know ;)
(1) I like cute men.
Erm...I may not have fairy-lands-on-earth looks but I can't help my shallowness. Unlike 大S who likes only GOOD-LOOKING men, I'm much easier to please. I'm ok with guys as long as they look ok in my eyes.
(2) I don't like undue attention.
The guy who likes me need not shower me unncessary attention. I've got enough limelight on me without having to seek for it. I don't need to feel goosebumps from more yeekish mushy actions.
(3) I don't like men who insist on carrying my bags or opening the doors.
I'm feministic, though not overly. Still my swollen ego forbids and detests those who insist on doing things that I emphasized I want to do myself.
(4) I don't like men who wishfully think how they share my thoughts, likes and dislikes.
I am One-of-a-Kind. Unique. Out-of-this-World. As such, I don't easily share common thoughts, likes and dislikes with just anyone. I decide who I think are on my frequency.
(5) I like men who match up to my crappiness.
Not only must he understand my jokes and nonsense. He needs to make me feel as tickled over his lameness.
I'm a tough nut to crack? Maybe not. We'll break rules for the one we like, won't we?
(1) I like cute men.
Erm...I may not have fairy-lands-on-earth looks but I can't help my shallowness. Unlike 大S who likes only GOOD-LOOKING men, I'm much easier to please. I'm ok with guys as long as they look ok in my eyes.
(2) I don't like undue attention.
The guy who likes me need not shower me unncessary attention. I've got enough limelight on me without having to seek for it. I don't need to feel goosebumps from more yeekish mushy actions.
(3) I don't like men who insist on carrying my bags or opening the doors.
I'm feministic, though not overly. Still my swollen ego forbids and detests those who insist on doing things that I emphasized I want to do myself.
(4) I don't like men who wishfully think how they share my thoughts, likes and dislikes.
I am One-of-a-Kind. Unique. Out-of-this-World. As such, I don't easily share common thoughts, likes and dislikes with just anyone. I decide who I think are on my frequency.
(5) I like men who match up to my crappiness.
Not only must he understand my jokes and nonsense. He needs to make me feel as tickled over his lameness.
I'm a tough nut to crack? Maybe not. We'll break rules for the one we like, won't we?
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Can You Keep A Secret?
Dear Diary
I had a nitemare this morning. The unfolding of events was so vivid that I can't get it outta my head. I know it's my employment history coming back to haunt me - first it's the issue of my stakes in a business (no thanx to superb HR), then there's the issue of me moving on from one job (in less than 3 months) to another.
The story went this way:
I went to meet my new boss and the first thing he asked was "so how's teaching?" I stood there frozen. Gawd, they know everything. Every single thing. As though FBI has been sent to investigate my background. Pls...I'm just one small fry trying to earn a decent pay to support my poor parents, upgrade my savings and finally have enough to continue with fulfilling my dreams.
Apparently, my boss knew a colleague from the school who was a Pools champion in a competition that my new company organised. (how apt. my new employer's product offerings has extended to include a sport that they spot in their name). That colleague has mentioned that he knows me and my new boss was unhappy that I haven't included the details of my teaching stint in the CV.
I spent a long time explaining myself outta it. Every word I spat seem to send away everything I was promised in the appointment letter - the decent pay cheque, the incredible bonus, the relatively generous welfare....
The thoughts are too scary to bear.
This was one time I woke up, really glad to know, it was all a nitemare.
*seriously, I'm a little nervous about Wed's meeting now. I hope it's not some interrogative session but just an opportuity for him to catch up and brief me on what's up at my new role.
I had a nitemare this morning. The unfolding of events was so vivid that I can't get it outta my head. I know it's my employment history coming back to haunt me - first it's the issue of my stakes in a business (no thanx to superb HR), then there's the issue of me moving on from one job (in less than 3 months) to another.
The story went this way:
I went to meet my new boss and the first thing he asked was "so how's teaching?" I stood there frozen. Gawd, they know everything. Every single thing. As though FBI has been sent to investigate my background. Pls...I'm just one small fry trying to earn a decent pay to support my poor parents, upgrade my savings and finally have enough to continue with fulfilling my dreams.
Apparently, my boss knew a colleague from the school who was a Pools champion in a competition that my new company organised. (how apt. my new employer's product offerings has extended to include a sport that they spot in their name). That colleague has mentioned that he knows me and my new boss was unhappy that I haven't included the details of my teaching stint in the CV.
I spent a long time explaining myself outta it. Every word I spat seem to send away everything I was promised in the appointment letter - the decent pay cheque, the incredible bonus, the relatively generous welfare....
The thoughts are too scary to bear.
This was one time I woke up, really glad to know, it was all a nitemare.
*seriously, I'm a little nervous about Wed's meeting now. I hope it's not some interrogative session but just an opportuity for him to catch up and brief me on what's up at my new role.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
Some Things Never Change
This picture really looks like one of those that tourists will take to prove we had experienced everything in the country - including its public transport.
JM, my good friend back in CGS' days was in town for holiday. And the years had been kind to her - good complexion (and we know she didn't even have to try!), more or less the same balanced figure, and mannerism that hasn't changed with times!
She still talks with eyes that are shy to meet ours. She still dresses like the days when our most branded tees were Giordano. She still spots the same hairstyle when our dear Miss XY had ditched her big waves for straight locks and now the nat-chu-rel curls. But one thing has changed - JM is now married! And she had moved on to attain her Bachelor's, then Master's and now she's burying deep in research to get her PhD.
Look at us - we've had makeovers (maybe not so much for me), we've had crushies (and been crushed too *ouch*) and we've had developed a little more feminity (ok, maybe not so much for me again). But we're still single ~ thank goodness we still have each other.
Friday, January 26, 2007
Before I Say Goodbye
I've thrown in the letter! Ok, old news.
Someone could be interested in me. Woohoo, juicy stuff! ;)
Anyway, this is a serious blog, no less. I've been thinking a bit while serving my one month notice at XP. (Yes, this bird-brain of mine does think alright?!)
Despite all my bitching, complaints and whinings, this 3-month stint is a worthwhile journey for some of the things it taught me:
Reflection One: What kind of teacher do I want to be?
Prior to XP, I didn't give deep thoughts over this. All I had planned to do was to use my charisma to charm all students to hail me as some kinda gawd. The charisma bit does work to a certain extent. But the exposure to a different pedagogy ideology got me reflecting on how I can help shape young minds. The teaching inventory test puts in perspective the kind of teacher I am and aim to be. I haven't quite figured out how I could really be better but I know for sure students under my charge are seldom bored.
Reflection Two: The Perfect Guys Are....Well, Imperfect.
I'm sounding frivolous again :D Having met so many "nice, perfect guys" over the last 3 months, I know for sure the typical goody guys simply don't turn me on. Hahaha....I guess it's alright - the un-turn-on is prolly quite mutual.
Reflection Three: Blocks Can Be Called Pods
I grow to like how this cuckoo XP refer blocks as pods. So people will be asking things like "which pod are you at?". Kinda cool. But my kudos for their innovativeness ends here. A lot of times, I really wonder if they do things differently just for the sake of being different. Sometimes, age-old conventions are conventions for good reasons.
Another unexciting blog. Till 9 Feb.
Someone could be interested in me. Woohoo, juicy stuff! ;)
Anyway, this is a serious blog, no less. I've been thinking a bit while serving my one month notice at XP. (Yes, this bird-brain of mine does think alright?!)
Despite all my bitching, complaints and whinings, this 3-month stint is a worthwhile journey for some of the things it taught me:
Reflection One: What kind of teacher do I want to be?
Prior to XP, I didn't give deep thoughts over this. All I had planned to do was to use my charisma to charm all students to hail me as some kinda gawd. The charisma bit does work to a certain extent. But the exposure to a different pedagogy ideology got me reflecting on how I can help shape young minds. The teaching inventory test puts in perspective the kind of teacher I am and aim to be. I haven't quite figured out how I could really be better but I know for sure students under my charge are seldom bored.
Reflection Two: The Perfect Guys Are....Well, Imperfect.
I'm sounding frivolous again :D Having met so many "nice, perfect guys" over the last 3 months, I know for sure the typical goody guys simply don't turn me on. Hahaha....I guess it's alright - the un-turn-on is prolly quite mutual.
Reflection Three: Blocks Can Be Called Pods
I grow to like how this cuckoo XP refer blocks as pods. So people will be asking things like "which pod are you at?". Kinda cool. But my kudos for their innovativeness ends here. A lot of times, I really wonder if they do things differently just for the sake of being different. Sometimes, age-old conventions are conventions for good reasons.
Another unexciting blog. Till 9 Feb.
Monday, January 08, 2007
Lucky 7
I'm having a blog block. But all my darling readers, it wun take long that I regain my mighty typing prowess. Cos I'll be saying goodbye darn soon to that creepy institution where glass panels fall off the building like how humpty dumpty crashed down the wall and toilet doors collapsed like the downfall of dominoes with a huff.
Quick report on the first 7 days of my New Year:
01 // It Started With A Kiss.
Ooh...I'm pleased to announce that I spent my New Year's Day with lanky, cranky, cutie Zheng Yuan Chang on "It Started With A Kiss"! Totally crappy drama but I like!
02 // Problem-Based-Living 
Had a hard time working with idiots. May all idiots vanish, to the deepest of gutters and the stinkiest of sewers.
03 // Leaving Problem-Based Slum
Made a decision to resign this coming Friday. It's ok. I'll be employed soon.
04 // The Call
Finally! Someone noticed the shining resume. To this recruiter - you've got balls, eyeballs ah! See ya on Tuesday.
05 // Eason 一神
He doesn't need a studio to record his album. Just dub over at his concert - Eason is pitch/beat/'live' perfect!
DWPers at the concert.
06 // Prince Ashin
I got to know a new fren who's a fan of Mayday! And she used to like a guy who looks like Ashin! And of cos I picked up on the word "used to" and asked her to pass him over TO ME.
07 // Retail Therapy
With so many sales going on and an incidental bonus from my kind employer, it's simply impossible to resist the lure of consumerism. Oh Money God, pls include a bigger payout package for me in your budget 2007. Thanx loads in advance.
Whoever says 2007 / the year of Pig gonna be good, is absolutely SO RIGHT.
Monday, January 01, 2007
Sunday, December 31, 2006
Pi's Best & Worst of Anything Inventory 2006
A recap of my top 6 best/worst/favouritest/most-detested/most-superb/lousiest (ok...you get the drift) inventory* of anything for 2006.
* Listed in no order of preference
FAVOURITEST MOVIES / DRAMA SERIALS
1) Little Miss Sunshine
2) 疯狂石头 Crazy Stone
3) 王的男人
4) X-men 3
5) 我爱金三顺 My Lovely Sam Soon
6) 宫 Princess Hours
FAVOURITEST ALBUMS
1) 五月天 Mayday - 为爱而生 Born to Love (五子出品,必属佳作; my only complaint is the absence of hokkien numbers)
2) 强辩 Champion
3) 梁静茹 Fish Leong - 亲亲
4) McFly - Just My Luck
5) 蔡健雅 Tanya Chua - T-time
6) 陈奕迅 Eason Chan - What's Going On
BEST BUYS
1) Fuji Finepix F30 Digicam
2) iPod
3) Origins Modern Friction
4) Novo Rubber Flip-flops
5) Oto Trimax
6) $20 little black dress from Little Match Girl
BEST MAKAN
1) 记得吃 for near-to-great HK dessert
2) Corduroy & Finch for fab ang moh dessert
3) Miss Clarity for affordable main courses
4) Maxwell Food Centre for solid Hainanese 'Economy' Rice
5) Crystal Jade 拉面小笼包 for top-notch Sichuan Dandan Mian
6) Ichibantei @ Robertson Quay for exceptional Ramen
MOST IMPACTFUL EVENTS
1) The closure of Runway
To the attic at Kreta Ayer, thanks for the great 2 years 8 months. Owning keys to a space I call my own has been one of my proudest moments. Saying goodbye certainly wasn't easy but I'll be back stronger, better and richer.
2) Goodbye romance, hello friendship
To my crushie who kept me gaga for a few months, thanks for the friendship. Love hasn't been too smooth for him and his crushie(s). Maybe his destiny should have been me. Too bad we've both missed the boat, for now ;p
3) Bro starts NS
To my bro of 20 years, thanks for your generiosity. Your birthday gift does not quite go with my lok-kok fashion sense but I still love you.
4) The return of Bren
To Bren who was MIA for the last two years, thanks for the time you made up with. Despite your unchanged talkaholism, 'obsessionism' and 'neurosisism', we still enjoy the comfort your presence brings.
5) Not-too-gratifying journeys
To my travel companions of the short Penang getaway, thanks for making every trip exceptional. Not forgetting my slightly more tamed Ma for making the Shanghai trip nice. Next year, jet-setting's gonna be further, longer and funner.
6) Learning to drive
To uncle francis, thanks for reciprocating my compliments with discounts. I'll soon not see you, right after March 28.
MOST ANTICIPATED MOMENTS OF EARLY 2007
1) Eason Chan's concert ~ We need the lite sticks!
2) Mayday concert ~ Fivesters, it's time to get our garb again!
3) Ditching XP ~ I can't wait, I really can't wait!
4) A new shining career ~ C'mon, c'mon, any company will do better with a talent like me!
5) Shedding another 3 kgs ~ My plan is to shed a further 5kg in total from my current weight but slow and steady wins the game!
6) The coveted vroom vroom license ~ No more stupid mistakes!
* Listed in no order of preference
FAVOURITEST MOVIES / DRAMA SERIALS
1) Little Miss Sunshine
2) 疯狂石头 Crazy Stone
3) 王的男人
4) X-men 3
5) 我爱金三顺 My Lovely Sam Soon
6) 宫 Princess Hours
FAVOURITEST ALBUMS
1) 五月天 Mayday - 为爱而生 Born to Love (五子出品,必属佳作; my only complaint is the absence of hokkien numbers)
2) 强辩 Champion
3) 梁静茹 Fish Leong - 亲亲
4) McFly - Just My Luck
5) 蔡健雅 Tanya Chua - T-time
6) 陈奕迅 Eason Chan - What's Going On
BEST BUYS
1) Fuji Finepix F30 Digicam
2) iPod
3) Origins Modern Friction
4) Novo Rubber Flip-flops
5) Oto Trimax
6) $20 little black dress from Little Match Girl
BEST MAKAN
1) 记得吃 for near-to-great HK dessert
2) Corduroy & Finch for fab ang moh dessert
3) Miss Clarity for affordable main courses
4) Maxwell Food Centre for solid Hainanese 'Economy' Rice
5) Crystal Jade 拉面小笼包 for top-notch Sichuan Dandan Mian
6) Ichibantei @ Robertson Quay for exceptional Ramen
MOST IMPACTFUL EVENTS
1) The closure of Runway
To the attic at Kreta Ayer, thanks for the great 2 years 8 months. Owning keys to a space I call my own has been one of my proudest moments. Saying goodbye certainly wasn't easy but I'll be back stronger, better and richer.
2) Goodbye romance, hello friendship
To my crushie who kept me gaga for a few months, thanks for the friendship. Love hasn't been too smooth for him and his crushie(s). Maybe his destiny should have been me. Too bad we've both missed the boat, for now ;p
3) Bro starts NS
To my bro of 20 years, thanks for your generiosity. Your birthday gift does not quite go with my lok-kok fashion sense but I still love you.
4) The return of Bren
To Bren who was MIA for the last two years, thanks for the time you made up with. Despite your unchanged talkaholism, 'obsessionism' and 'neurosisism', we still enjoy the comfort your presence brings.
5) Not-too-gratifying journeys
To my travel companions of the short Penang getaway, thanks for making every trip exceptional. Not forgetting my slightly more tamed Ma for making the Shanghai trip nice. Next year, jet-setting's gonna be further, longer and funner.
6) Learning to drive
To uncle francis, thanks for reciprocating my compliments with discounts. I'll soon not see you, right after March 28.
MOST ANTICIPATED MOMENTS OF EARLY 2007
1) Eason Chan's concert ~ We need the lite sticks!
2) Mayday concert ~ Fivesters, it's time to get our garb again!
3) Ditching XP ~ I can't wait, I really can't wait!
4) A new shining career ~ C'mon, c'mon, any company will do better with a talent like me!
5) Shedding another 3 kgs ~ My plan is to shed a further 5kg in total from my current weight but slow and steady wins the game!
6) The coveted vroom vroom license ~ No more stupid mistakes!
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
雨季的催眠曲
一整天的细雨总有办法让我忧虑起来. 沉溺在不知所以的工作环境中, 我的神采无法飞扬起来.总觉得对不起自己.想摆脱枷锁但暂时无法轻言放下. 回忆在脑中一直盘旋. 过去的牢牢记得却紧握不住. 未来的我尽心期待, 希望好运在非常不遥远的将来及时降临.
张智成的"很想你"让我想起了台北清爽冬天的暖暖气氛. 我们何时再踏上下一次的快乐旅程呢?
张智成的"很想你"让我想起了台北清爽冬天的暖暖气氛. 我们何时再踏上下一次的快乐旅程呢?
Monday, December 25, 2006
Moblog, finally!
Thanx to Lanyushee who has so kindly responded to Pipi Longstocking's Christmas wishlist and gave me a Bluetooth! This moblog is dedicated to you!
A case of Hanyu Pinyin gone very wrong:
If it didn't occur to your very clean mind, Piao Ji is the hanyu pinyin for 嫖妓lor. Ironically, all queuing for this stall were MEN :D
First and foremost, photos of the DWPers' political aspirations:
A case of Hanyu Pinyin gone very wrong:
If it didn't occur to your very clean mind, Piao Ji is the hanyu pinyin for 嫖妓lor. Ironically, all queuing for this stall were MEN :D
The very cosy Tea Cafe with the best Tea-leaf egg (and most expensive too lor) I've ever eaten:
@ the various concerts we attended:
Mayday in Singapore. I can't believe this is 1 year ago now.
Getting armoured for the very wet outdoor concert at Fort Canning Hill.
The DWPers @ Superband Finals. What's up with Milubing man?
And lastly, special Christmas bonus - presenting you my very own beauty pageant quality photos!!!
And lastly, special Christmas bonus - presenting you my very own beauty pageant quality photos!!!
Sunday, December 24, 2006
pipi so pretty
Sorry hor, I'm not asking you for comments on my yet another classic expression. Did you notice my very nice face complexion? I never touched up this pix ah mind you.
You can also have such nice complexion too, granted that your original skin condition is not like rough sunkist peel. I merely dabbed a tiny bit of Origins' Next of Skin foundation on small areas with uneven skin tone and TADANG! Remember, the heavily made-up face is passe. Use your foundation (with tone matching your skin colour) sparingly and only on spots that need it. Blend it in circular motion.
Oh goodness! I can't believe I'm giving advice on make-up!
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Shhoon It Will Be Chrishhtmashh Day
Dearest Santa
How have you been? Is your hearing good as usual? I'm sorry for the brazen question cos I've got a feeling age has caught up with you and affected your senses a little. Things have gone a bit wrong with the wishes I've been asking for and I hope you'll review these cases and right the wrongs in the new year. I've got faith in you Santa.
(Case 1) I ask for romance, not old man.
Though I'm 老少娴宜, it doesn't mean I'm ok with dating guys of all ages or guys who look or behave beyond their age. Please please Santa, Uncle Streaky Bacon might have confessed his liking for me but I'm simply not up to the challenge. I admit I'm shallow. So what if I'm shallow? I like good looking, lean men though I myself am prolly only 'toot' looking and mean. I don't like himbos. But I like those who are a little crappy. I don't like kiddos. But I adore the kidults. I don't like the holies. But I like them kind. With this clarification, I hope I made your job a little easier Santa :p
How have you been? Is your hearing good as usual? I'm sorry for the brazen question cos I've got a feeling age has caught up with you and affected your senses a little. Things have gone a bit wrong with the wishes I've been asking for and I hope you'll review these cases and right the wrongs in the new year. I've got faith in you Santa.
(Case 1) I ask for romance, not old man.
Though I'm 老少娴宜, it doesn't mean I'm ok with dating guys of all ages or guys who look or behave beyond their age. Please please Santa, Uncle Streaky Bacon might have confessed his liking for me but I'm simply not up to the challenge. I admit I'm shallow. So what if I'm shallow? I like good looking, lean men though I myself am prolly only 'toot' looking and mean. I don't like himbos. But I like those who are a little crappy. I don't like kiddos. But I adore the kidults. I don't like the holies. But I like them kind. With this clarification, I hope I made your job a little easier Santa :p
(Case 2) I ask for a career to teach, not bitch.
I dun mean to bitch. I won't have to if I'm in a more desired environment. So please please Santa, quickly bestow upon me a new posting - somewhere closer to my house, and higher-paid. If you can't find a suitable teaching job for me at the moment, just send a nice corporate career my way to make up for lost income over the last 3 years.
Ok Santa, I shan't list my grievances further. I figure this is enough for you to work on. Sorry for the requested OT to slog beyond Christmas. Thanx million for sprinkling the giving spirit on my frens who have generously granted my material wants.
We'll catch up over the next Christmas. Meanwhile, let it shhnow, let it shhnow, let it shhnow.
Send my regards to Rudolph.
Cheers!
Pi
Send my regards to Rudolph.
Cheers!
Pi
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
men
Men are the weaker sex. Hence their need for more sex.
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Remember, you read this grand line here first.
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Remember, you read this grand line here first.
Monday, December 18, 2006
Break-up, Screwed-up, Fed-up
Haven't been blogging much recently. With the braindrain that I go through as a result of unbelievably long journey, incredibly KNNB boss and disgustingly morbid work system, I seriously dunno how I can enjoy a thunderstorm of inspiration poured upon me during the 2-month break.
The last word at the last line leads me to the first topic of this entry - break-up (lame lead I know). Ah B had his galfren for a day and the poor guy is now back to square one. To cut his long story short, the gal's brother is also apparently interested in Ah B who is as straight as an unbent iron rod. The gal backed-out as a result. Ouch... the guy-gal relationship is already tough as it is. Can all those in the forefront of the gay movement NOT COMPLICATE matters further for us innocent linear-minded folks?
Then there's our Ah Geok who beat us all DWPers in getting a marriage proposal! The guy's so confident that she's THE one without even having the need to date her. Geok, share the secret c'mon ~ HOW ON EARTH DID YOU HAVE HIM SO SPELLBOUND? Oh yes, I just realise this anecdote doesn't qualify as a break-up. Never mind lar har, this is not primary school compo. I can write as out of point as I like. Anyway, you know the school I'm teaching in right now says there's no right or wrong answers mah (see how well I've learnt...)
As for my poor Ah Bud who is lamenting over love loss (not quite a break-up since there was nothing in the first place), please ganbatte neh! Love don't come easy but as I always say, we deserve better! How not to when we are oh so Pretty, Brainy and Sassy?!
If it's any consolation for the sagittarus, this week's horoscope reads "Don't wallow in smokescreen relationships that wun last long - sober up!" Sorry Ah B and bud, I can't help but laff when I read this in i-weekly. But I swear I only laff a little. Really!!!
My screw-ups are still on the same complaint - BAD CAREER CHOICE! The more I hear of the system and the advocates of the school at all the brainwashing sessions, the scarier I think this whole thing is. THIS IS A CULT. It's a farking cult! Ok, I'll stop being whiny on this. But just to let you know, I feel very cheated that my workplace has no great boyfren / husband prospects to offer me in compensation. Boohoo!
All these said, I'm fed-up with the situation as it is now but I know Minty didn't have things better. Tsk tsk....I've got low threshold for bad workplace and this is bad. I never learn to have patience. When will I ever learn? By the way, my driving test's this Friday. Wish me luck.
The last word at the last line leads me to the first topic of this entry - break-up (lame lead I know). Ah B had his galfren for a day and the poor guy is now back to square one. To cut his long story short, the gal's brother is also apparently interested in Ah B who is as straight as an unbent iron rod. The gal backed-out as a result. Ouch... the guy-gal relationship is already tough as it is. Can all those in the forefront of the gay movement NOT COMPLICATE matters further for us innocent linear-minded folks?
Then there's our Ah Geok who beat us all DWPers in getting a marriage proposal! The guy's so confident that she's THE one without even having the need to date her. Geok, share the secret c'mon ~ HOW ON EARTH DID YOU HAVE HIM SO SPELLBOUND? Oh yes, I just realise this anecdote doesn't qualify as a break-up. Never mind lar har, this is not primary school compo. I can write as out of point as I like. Anyway, you know the school I'm teaching in right now says there's no right or wrong answers mah (see how well I've learnt...)
As for my poor Ah Bud who is lamenting over love loss (not quite a break-up since there was nothing in the first place), please ganbatte neh! Love don't come easy but as I always say, we deserve better! How not to when we are oh so Pretty, Brainy and Sassy?!
If it's any consolation for the sagittarus, this week's horoscope reads "Don't wallow in smokescreen relationships that wun last long - sober up!" Sorry Ah B and bud, I can't help but laff when I read this in i-weekly. But I swear I only laff a little. Really!!!
My screw-ups are still on the same complaint - BAD CAREER CHOICE! The more I hear of the system and the advocates of the school at all the brainwashing sessions, the scarier I think this whole thing is. THIS IS A CULT. It's a farking cult! Ok, I'll stop being whiny on this. But just to let you know, I feel very cheated that my workplace has no great boyfren / husband prospects to offer me in compensation. Boohoo!
All these said, I'm fed-up with the situation as it is now but I know Minty didn't have things better. Tsk tsk....I've got low threshold for bad workplace and this is bad. I never learn to have patience. When will I ever learn? By the way, my driving test's this Friday. Wish me luck.
Monday, December 11, 2006
The Mouth-watering Journey of a TB-rian to Ulu Land of the Woods
It's been a tormenting 1 week. Imagine having to wake up earlier than any of the folks in the house, then finally get out of the house before the sky turns too bright and then finally reaching the workplace after a 1.5hours semi-conscious ride only to realise I'm still late for work. MISERABLE! Complainy right? Ya, that's what I like to do what, so? It's my prerogative since the hasslesome journey is not compensated by better benefits, very high pay or very great job satisfaction.
U know how the gentle sashaying of the bus movement rocks me to sleep all the time? I start off Monday looking awesome. By Wed, I'm half-dead and sloppy and by Fri, I can't bear to think if I actually salivate at all with my head drooping in all directions as I FIGHT to overcome the sleepy spell. *Help!*
I happened to talk to a colleague who had a colleague staying in my area and guess what? She quit after a while citing reasons that the journey is simply way way too far! See! It's so far it's unbearable.
I'll take some photos another day to show you what I see along my journey to ulu land of the woods. But the thought of having to go out really early in order to accomplish my shutterlog is way too unmotivating. Another day, really. It won't be for long now anyway.
U know how the gentle sashaying of the bus movement rocks me to sleep all the time? I start off Monday looking awesome. By Wed, I'm half-dead and sloppy and by Fri, I can't bear to think if I actually salivate at all with my head drooping in all directions as I FIGHT to overcome the sleepy spell. *Help!*
I happened to talk to a colleague who had a colleague staying in my area and guess what? She quit after a while citing reasons that the journey is simply way way too far! See! It's so far it's unbearable.
I'll take some photos another day to show you what I see along my journey to ulu land of the woods. But the thought of having to go out really early in order to accomplish my shutterlog is way too unmotivating. Another day, really. It won't be for long now anyway.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Pipi's Unofficial Resignation Letter (Glorious Uncensored Version)
After my bouts of outbursts and rantings on the very salar wtf skool system and that wtf KNNB (kei-neh-neh-bitch not Ka-ni-n*-b*h but pun's intended) who knows no better and wears heavily padded bras for her small neh-nehs (unlike me who is au-naturelle - small but nice), I am now ready to throw in the letter. Here, you read it first cos KNNB will only get to read after my plan B is in place.
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Dear KNNB
Resignation from the Post of Lecturer with XP
I will like to resign from my post as Lecturer with XP with immediate effect.
Much as I am sorry for the inconvenience I may have caused, it seems that our parting has been most inevitable given the misery that the school's system and my immediate supervisor have subjected me to.
Despite my unorthodox approach towards learning and development and quirkily attractive personality, your school's paradoxical methods certainly baffles me. It grieves me to think how the kids in this school will live a campus life less lived.
It shudders me to think how I would be penalised for handing out sheets of papers for students to brainstorm on. It shocks me to know that a career profiling on a working adult will more than suffice to make up for the internships that they are deprived of. It surprises me to see that you do not drill students to write long papers that stimulate thinking and hones analytic skills - a blatant taunt of the age-old conventional development tool that famous tertiary institutions around the world deploy. We are in for a revolution, not a convolution that holds back forward movement to a circular rut mind you.
And for all the incompetence of this system, I could actually live with it because I know I have a wealth of experience and skills to work around it for the benefits of our students. However your KNNB leadership is the ultimate put-off.
I came to teach because I have a genuine passion for education, not to act as instruments in glorifying your illustrious career by being your personal designer or event manager. Also, it seems to me you haven’t progressed to be a better person despite your years in good education. Please watch your derogatory attitude in delegating tasks to your subordinates. Many of us here are easily more superior in our respective corporate careers and deserve equal respect for the heart we put in pursuing an education career aimed at benefiting the young adults.
So, here I am causing you a tiny upheaval which of course is just a ripple on your big sea of responsibilities. I'll serve the notice period as stipulated in my contract.
You take care and beware the constriction you place on your bustline.
Regards
Pi** Ch**
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Dear KNNB
Resignation from the Post of Lecturer with XP
I will like to resign from my post as Lecturer with XP with immediate effect.
Much as I am sorry for the inconvenience I may have caused, it seems that our parting has been most inevitable given the misery that the school's system and my immediate supervisor have subjected me to.
Despite my unorthodox approach towards learning and development and quirkily attractive personality, your school's paradoxical methods certainly baffles me. It grieves me to think how the kids in this school will live a campus life less lived.
It shudders me to think how I would be penalised for handing out sheets of papers for students to brainstorm on. It shocks me to know that a career profiling on a working adult will more than suffice to make up for the internships that they are deprived of. It surprises me to see that you do not drill students to write long papers that stimulate thinking and hones analytic skills - a blatant taunt of the age-old conventional development tool that famous tertiary institutions around the world deploy. We are in for a revolution, not a convolution that holds back forward movement to a circular rut mind you.
And for all the incompetence of this system, I could actually live with it because I know I have a wealth of experience and skills to work around it for the benefits of our students. However your KNNB leadership is the ultimate put-off.
I came to teach because I have a genuine passion for education, not to act as instruments in glorifying your illustrious career by being your personal designer or event manager. Also, it seems to me you haven’t progressed to be a better person despite your years in good education. Please watch your derogatory attitude in delegating tasks to your subordinates. Many of us here are easily more superior in our respective corporate careers and deserve equal respect for the heart we put in pursuing an education career aimed at benefiting the young adults.
So, here I am causing you a tiny upheaval which of course is just a ripple on your big sea of responsibilities. I'll serve the notice period as stipulated in my contract.
You take care and beware the constriction you place on your bustline.
Regards
Pi** Ch**
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
WHATTHEFUCKWRONG SYSTEM AND HEAD
I'm so orbidgood again. A witch is a witch is a witch is a witch. Oh gawd I've erred. I should not have ventured against my instinct and intuition. Looks like I need out now. So, I'm on a lookout again. Interim plan: get a corporate job while keeping my fingers' crossed that the polys call me!!!
Pls pls do me a big favour. Keep me rooted to the job - I can't tender without a back-up plan. I have to ensure my life stays pocket friendly... :(
Pls pls do me a big favour. Keep me rooted to the job - I can't tender without a back-up plan. I have to ensure my life stays pocket friendly... :(
I got the keys in my bag
I've got the keys in my bag, reminding me always of the flight I've temporarily left behind but never let go.
I've got the card with me, reminding me constantly of the beliefs I stand for and the boundaries I'll never compromise.
I can't hold back my tears for now but I trust my guts.
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我想跟随自己的第六感
说不定下次运气会好转
我相信简单我相信偶然
相信直觉会有答案
Sunday, December 03, 2006
I'll miss free time
1 day to day 1 @ XP! Just can't believe it. I'm not exactly excited since I won't get to teach for the first month but for the worst I'm expecting, I only hope the situation proves otherwise. Else, I'm prepared.
Thanx DWPers + Bren for the good luck card. And Thanx to all who have been concerned and kind to extend me your well-wishes.
Looking @ my schedule for Dec, I'm going to turn from being one of the freest persons around to being one of the busiest. And I got quite a bit of things which I've failed to work on the last 2 months!!! Let's see...
1) Read up + study my marketing text - Never got down to doing it! I better do so this month, can't bear feeling lousy from failing to answer students' questions.
2) Get my driving license - better pass ah...or else lau kwee never mind, liao lwee can really lau bak sai lor. Pls note my test is on 22 Dec @ 10.15am. I dun care who you pray to, just pray deities and gods all around come por-bi me.
3) Change my home pc - I haven't got down to selling away my home pc to replace with the better comp I brought back from the office. Tu-tu-tu...that's my forte lor, u dunno meh?
Bonus pix from the pow-wow gals recent gathering.
Oh my gawd! We are all so pretty. What do they say about birds (swans to be exact) of the same kind flock together?
Thanx DWPers + Bren for the good luck card. And Thanx to all who have been concerned and kind to extend me your well-wishes.
Looking @ my schedule for Dec, I'm going to turn from being one of the freest persons around to being one of the busiest. And I got quite a bit of things which I've failed to work on the last 2 months!!! Let's see...
1) Read up + study my marketing text - Never got down to doing it! I better do so this month, can't bear feeling lousy from failing to answer students' questions.
2) Get my driving license - better pass ah...or else lau kwee never mind, liao lwee can really lau bak sai lor. Pls note my test is on 22 Dec @ 10.15am. I dun care who you pray to, just pray deities and gods all around come por-bi me.
3) Change my home pc - I haven't got down to selling away my home pc to replace with the better comp I brought back from the office. Tu-tu-tu...that's my forte lor, u dunno meh?
Bonus pix from the pow-wow gals recent gathering.
Oh my gawd! We are all so pretty. What do they say about birds (swans to be exact) of the same kind flock together?
Friday, December 01, 2006
Pipi Longstocking Wishlist Updated
Hey, in case anyone of you's getting me prezzie, please note:
1) Ipod Sox NO NEED. I got something oredi. Just as cute ok!
2) 岁月如歌mp3 NO NEED. Found it!
3) Instead, you CAN GET me Leo Ku's (古巨基) new album 我生 - China version! I've been waiting so long but it's not out yet.
4) All other items listed here still stand unless mentioned above.
THANX!!!
1) Ipod Sox NO NEED. I got something oredi. Just as cute ok!
2) 岁月如歌mp3 NO NEED. Found it!
3) Instead, you CAN GET me Leo Ku's (古巨基) new album 我生 - China version! I've been waiting so long but it's not out yet.
4) All other items listed here still stand unless mentioned above.
THANX!!!
Sunday, November 26, 2006
In Anticipation
Something I penned on 5 Jan 1999...
If aspirations could be attained, I hope for directions.
Directions to guide me along the way,
to show me the paths,
to lead me to the peak.
If wishes could be granted, I hope for difference.
Difference from the present,
from the stillness,
from the unchanged.
For I am ready to take the plunge,
to see the world,
to scale the heights,
to dazzle on stage.
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7 years on, I'm only halfway through to attaining my aspiration. Got a bit lost along the way but had enough sense to call a tentative halt as I looked for the light to shine in the dark. I've experienced difference and I guess things can only get better. I've seen a bit more of the world and there's always so much more to discover. I have scaled higher heights but I know the highest's still waiting for me. I may have shone on stage but it's still not dazzling. But no hurry, life is a long long journey though fragile.
7 years from now, what kind of story will I be sharing? I really wonder.
If aspirations could be attained, I hope for directions.
Directions to guide me along the way,
to show me the paths,
to lead me to the peak.
If wishes could be granted, I hope for difference.
Difference from the present,
from the stillness,
from the unchanged.
For I am ready to take the plunge,
to see the world,
to scale the heights,
to dazzle on stage.
* * * * *
7 years on, I'm only halfway through to attaining my aspiration. Got a bit lost along the way but had enough sense to call a tentative halt as I looked for the light to shine in the dark. I've experienced difference and I guess things can only get better. I've seen a bit more of the world and there's always so much more to discover. I have scaled higher heights but I know the highest's still waiting for me. I may have shone on stage but it's still not dazzling. But no hurry, life is a long long journey though fragile.
7 years from now, what kind of story will I be sharing? I really wonder.
La La La Love Song
This is it. My 2-month long vacation is coming to an end.
The gains during this break?
My busy mind was emptied.
The fruitless crush was finally crushed at the root.
Made slight improvement to my wardrobe of work attire.
Did a lot more driving practice.
Cleared the mess I brought home from office.
Blogged a lot more.
Kept myself away from unneccessary noises.
Started a simple beauty regime to fight the signs of aging.
Did up my personal webpage and profile.
The minuses?
My savings dipped :(
I'm now on the starting line, to start all over on a new journey in career, ventures and love :)
Must wake up early tmr morning to make this last week of hols as fulfilling as possible.
The gains during this break?
My busy mind was emptied.
The fruitless crush was finally crushed at the root.
Made slight improvement to my wardrobe of work attire.
Did a lot more driving practice.
Cleared the mess I brought home from office.
Blogged a lot more.
Kept myself away from unneccessary noises.
Started a simple beauty regime to fight the signs of aging.
Did up my personal webpage and profile.
The minuses?
My savings dipped :(
I'm now on the starting line, to start all over on a new journey in career, ventures and love :)
Must wake up early tmr morning to make this last week of hols as fulfilling as possible.
I paid so I bitch
I'm so orbidgood. I should NEVER EVER agree to attending a wedding dinner of a tween* fren unless one of the following circumstances is fulfilled:
1) someone I get along with / genuinely wish to see is coming along
2) I've been arranged to sit with a selection of friendly, eligible bachelors
3) I owe the the host a big favour
4) I've been formally engaged (and will be handsomely paid) to be the emcee. Btw, if you don't know, I won't be emceeing for just anyone anymore unless it's a good fren or an official engagement that will pay me at least $150 for the job. Service is on me for pals.
*tween fren refers to someone who is not an acquaintance but not quite a fren either.
Let me try to remember what happened at this quite forgettable dinner (sorry "O", I know u put in loads of effort, well...it's still not my or my best frens' wedding):
Was seated with Flower, Mountain, Nehneh and JJ from my alma mater. From the nicks I've given, it's obvious who I don't like huh?
Nehneh just can't stop answering me in English when the rest of us were conversing in Mandarin. Hello! Working in US MNC (so she claimed) doesn't up your class; having to travel 90% of your work time doesn't make your duties godly too. She couldn't stop laffing mockingly when I refer the wedding favours as "free gift". Gawd saves those who can't appreciate colourful use of language.
She was very offended when I asked her the same question she asked me "are you married?". Old maid Pi is not complaining so why should you? But she dealt me the biggest offence when she thanked me and said "good job" for entertaining her and the rest. I'm mega pissed. I entertained cos I'm a bundle of joy, not becos I'm a clown. Watch it you poopoo nehneh pok.
Anyway, frens who dun click are just mere tween frens. Now that age is catching up, I shall not subject myself to more of these.
And here are some stuff you should NEVER suggest to me if we ever have a chance of planning my wedding reception together:
NUMBER 1
No tacky SMS dedication during the reception where messages will be projected on screen simultaneously as they are being received.
NUMBER 2
No giving out of wedding studio shots photos as mementos for the guests.
NUMBER 3
No ching-chong music ala the style of DCJ theme or the Chinese funeral band.
Number 4
No blatant distribution of wedding services vendors' namecards or marketing materials.
Number 5
No yawn-inducing mock-cake cutting ceremony. C'mon, surely I can afford a real cake.
Number 6
No off-the-rack wedding invites.
Number 7
No useless wedding favours.
Number 8
No standard Richard Claydermanish type of background music. This is a wedding reception we're talking about, not a shopping centre.
With this, I conclude that I'm not attending BBB's wedding dinner in view of the extremely high yawn rating I'll probably give it. I'll put up with her irritating presence over a short lunch and present her with a well-wishing gift. Pls dun probe why I bother. She had afterall been a good fren, once.
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Pipi Longstocking. Now Up for Christmas.
I've put up my stocking to start receiving prezzies from all generous Santas out there!
Okie here goes Pipi Longstocking's long wishlist (it's not too long lar really):
ONE: The iPod Sox! No need the the original apple brand ones, dun even need 6 as featured in the pix! Just get me 1 nice decent sox that fits my 30GB ipod. I like green or sunkist yellow or magenta!
TWO: Bluetooth to rid me of the teething problem I face using cables to upload photos from my Sony-Ericsson mobile to my comp. Lanyushee said it's cheep cheep - just $12 to get an idiot-proof bluetooth that works.
THREE: Angels & Demons by the guy who wrote the Da Vinci Code. What's his name again?
FOUR: Concert tix to ABC Concert. Wish long long...
FIVE: No more cheapo freebie gifts from my aunts - they've given me Reader's Digest watch, Samsung bag and what not. C'mon, do I seriously look like Karung Guni?
SIX: Eason Chan's 岁月如歌mp3 or album with that song, so I can memorise the lyrics and not just wait till 10pm Mon to Fri to sing-a-along with him...hahaha.
SEVEN: A shopping trip in JB. We can do this, just look out for the padini sale =)
EIGHT: Christmas cards, in good ol'-fashioned CARD form - not e-cards. Send via post some more har.
By the way hor, I've yet to claim my "cash-in-value" birthday prezzie lor :p
And we need to shop for XY's birthday prezzie + buy Choy her birthday prezzie. Aiyo Santa, maybe just give me more cash will do!
Okie here goes Pipi Longstocking's long wishlist (it's not too long lar really):
ONE: The iPod Sox! No need the the original apple brand ones, dun even need 6 as featured in the pix! Just get me 1 nice decent sox that fits my 30GB ipod. I like green or sunkist yellow or magenta!
TWO: Bluetooth to rid me of the teething problem I face using cables to upload photos from my Sony-Ericsson mobile to my comp. Lanyushee said it's cheep cheep - just $12 to get an idiot-proof bluetooth that works.
THREE: Angels & Demons by the guy who wrote the Da Vinci Code. What's his name again?
FOUR: Concert tix to ABC Concert. Wish long long...
FIVE: No more cheapo freebie gifts from my aunts - they've given me Reader's Digest watch, Samsung bag and what not. C'mon, do I seriously look like Karung Guni?
SIX: Eason Chan's 岁月如歌mp3 or album with that song, so I can memorise the lyrics and not just wait till 10pm Mon to Fri to sing-a-along with him...hahaha.
SEVEN: A shopping trip in JB. We can do this, just look out for the padini sale =)
EIGHT: Christmas cards, in good ol'-fashioned CARD form - not e-cards. Send via post some more har.
By the way hor, I've yet to claim my "cash-in-value" birthday prezzie lor :p
And we need to shop for XY's birthday prezzie + buy Choy her birthday prezzie. Aiyo Santa, maybe just give me more cash will do!
Presenting Pipi's Personal Webpage!
Yay! I'm done with my webby for XP to upload to their intranet. I pity those who can't work on HTML - wonder how they'll cope though. This XP is nuts, can teach doesn't mean knowing everything ok!
I've changed info on the institution I'll be lecturing at and contact details in this version you see. All photos, artwork and copywriting by moi...hahaha!
Feel free to comment ok!
Sunday, November 19, 2006
I was Pang-sai Imn
I was such a good daughter yesterday (actually all my life), accompanying my ma to visit grandaunt who had just gone through an operation. It's sad to see how she has deteriorated in recent years. Then, we met my bro for lunch. Next up was my haircut @ Cut & Curl. Ken made me wait 1 hour though I had already made an appointment with him. In the evening, I accompanied my ma again to her long-time friend's aunt's wake (yes, my ma still has friends, especially old mates from Indonesia - less chance of meeting up = less chance for quarrel...).
We did a bit of catching up with this fren (Jing Ching's her name) of hers. One of my favouritest ah-yee actually. She's a real sport - can't sing but wouldn't mind shattering some glasses to please a crowd, no great complexion but self-claimed herself a beauty expert and even started clasees at home to impart other obasans her half-past six skills, not formally trained as financial consultant but turns out quite successful with her AIA insurance career in small-town Jambi.
Jing Ching ah yee related to me how time has flown from the time she first met me when I was 3. She told me I was such a curious kid, always asking intelligent questions and could hold out a conversation with adults. See, I was a child prodigy but I still can't believe I was already chatty at 3 cos I always remember myself as a quiet kid.
Child Prodigy Pipi
Then she started laffing recounting how I forever needed to pang-sai when I went from one place to another. She had to say so loudly yesterday at the table that she nicked me Pang-sai Imn then.
Great! I've been so full of shit since young.
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Sidetrack: The iPod Dilemma
I can't believe I'm so wishy washy over this. The newest generation iPod 30GB is on promotion with UOB credit card @ $393. iPod 30GB used to cost $500+ but Apple has downpriced. Other than music, can use iPod as external drive, watch video (like I ever need it unless I'm seriously bored on an economy-class plane).
Should I buy? Tell me what you think or vote at the poll on the right panel.
Rub-a-dub-dub
I finally bought Origins' Modern Friction to start my beauty regime towards smaller pores, lesser fine lines and an even prettier me! Thanx to XY for sharing the tub of scrub. I tried it the very night I bought it and I'm very happy it's a very worthwhile investment.
One of Origins' best products - Modern Friction! A small tub can last you 6 - 8 months cos you really need only a very small amount for the entire face.
The effect is immediate. Darn! Should have taken a before and after photo to show you the diff - never mind, next week when the weekly scrubbing routine is due again.
Please let me know if you are or know someone who is departing via Changi Airport Terminal 1. The Origins counter there sells this at a whopping $16 off town's price. Too bad they've run out of stocks recently and XY's not flying out via T1 :(
Friday, November 17, 2006
我是万人迷 + My Sassy Boyfriend
I'm not blowing my own trumpet leh but going by the kind of wedding invites I get and how people naturally pour their hearts to me, I'm really a wan-ren-mi lor. But what's the point? 迷also never 迷home a handsome!
After giving Bren a topic to work on for her toastmaster, I present you my very own list on who makes the cut of My Sassy Boyfriend.
He:
1. Takes charge. Wishy-washy guys can stay home and wash their own undies.
2. Is NOT a boring accountant, exacting engineer or oily salesman!
3. Likes Mayday or at least likes them enough to put up with me loving them.
4. Exudes confidence but not arrogance.
5. Can put up with the idiosyncratic Chee family.
6. Is Bi-ling-long like me! I can't stand the overly cheena, neither can I live with the yoyo ang moh.
7. Reads the map and loves an adventure!
8. Does not need too much attention and TLC all the time.
9. Gets along with my jiemeis.
10. Likes me for who I am, what I stand for and how I look.
By the way, men who are taken really become insipid. Oh, 我好现实哦!
After giving Bren a topic to work on for her toastmaster, I present you my very own list on who makes the cut of My Sassy Boyfriend.
He:
1. Takes charge. Wishy-washy guys can stay home and wash their own undies.
2. Is NOT a boring accountant, exacting engineer or oily salesman!
3. Likes Mayday or at least likes them enough to put up with me loving them.
4. Exudes confidence but not arrogance.
5. Can put up with the idiosyncratic Chee family.
6. Is Bi-ling-long like me! I can't stand the overly cheena, neither can I live with the yoyo ang moh.
7. Reads the map and loves an adventure!
8. Does not need too much attention and TLC all the time.
9. Gets along with my jiemeis.
10. Likes me for who I am, what I stand for and how I look.
By the way, men who are taken really become insipid. Oh, 我好现实哦!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
The Urban Dictionary
What's the diff between tacky and cheesy? What does the uber in Uber Burger really mean?
Let's not be a nerd. Stay in tune with the latest gen-x + y lingo @ The Urban Dictionary!
Let's not be a nerd. Stay in tune with the latest gen-x + y lingo @ The Urban Dictionary!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Beware the Movers You Engage
Some time ago, I engaged a mover to help move things from Runway Office to home. I liased with a guy called Thomas. Absolute jerk.
I asked for carton boxes when I first contacted Thomas. He gladly obliged and said he'll collect $20 deposit. Never once did he mention that the $20 is only refundable upon return of the boxes. And when I was told by the workers who came to move my things, Thomas claimed that he has told me on the phone. His words against mine but I recorded the details of our conversation when we first agreed on a deal. Anyway, I let that pass.
When I'm done with unpacking, I called Thomas to collect my carton boxes and told him specifically that I'll return him 6 out of the 10 boxes. He said he'll have to deduct accordingly from the deposit. I said fine and told him to arrange for collection + return of deposit. 2 weeks passed and I heard nothing. I called him again and he pretended not to remember. No replies on my smses too. That totally contrasted with the very prompt response before the deal was brokered. Today, he didn't even want to pick up my calls.
Pissed, I called the number on my receipts. The poor girl on the phone bore the brunt of my frustration. She claimed her records show that the $20 I paid was for purchase of boxes and not a deposit (duh! who would want to pay for some recycled boxes when I can get brand-new nice ones from Ikea?). That got me all fired up. She explained according to their policy they cannot nullify a purchase of the carton boxes and refund the money. Lucky thing I kept all my receipts and smses. Told her I got evidence of what transpired between me and Thomas. Showed my understanding that I know she's not at fault but told her the company should honour whatever terms their representative agreed with the purchaser. She then said they can collect my 6 boxes but I must bear the transport costs. And THAT FLAMED MY FIRE EVEN STRONGER. I ranted on and she let loose by saying they can only do free collection for 10 boxes and above. I got her to reiterate and confirm her statement. Knowing I got a trump card now, I told her I'll return all 10 and therefore she has to collect and return me my money tmr. I got my way and before I put down the phone, I did my part as a fair customer by once again apologizing that my anger was not directed at her but the dishonest deal I was cut by Thomas.
I'll be sending the Movers a formal letter to complain about Thomas. Such dishonest salesman who conveniently omit the impt details for the sake of getting sales should get his just desserts.
If you're looking for movers through the Classified, don't call a Thomas who advertised his mobile as 9001 2347. Call him only if you want to wake him up to pee at 3am. I suspect this guy's a "broker" who's earning extra cash by selling mover packages. Call the company direct instead - 138 Professional Movers @ 6260 5603. At least the gal who helped me with my issue was sincere.
I asked for carton boxes when I first contacted Thomas. He gladly obliged and said he'll collect $20 deposit. Never once did he mention that the $20 is only refundable upon return of the boxes. And when I was told by the workers who came to move my things, Thomas claimed that he has told me on the phone. His words against mine but I recorded the details of our conversation when we first agreed on a deal. Anyway, I let that pass.
When I'm done with unpacking, I called Thomas to collect my carton boxes and told him specifically that I'll return him 6 out of the 10 boxes. He said he'll have to deduct accordingly from the deposit. I said fine and told him to arrange for collection + return of deposit. 2 weeks passed and I heard nothing. I called him again and he pretended not to remember. No replies on my smses too. That totally contrasted with the very prompt response before the deal was brokered. Today, he didn't even want to pick up my calls.
Pissed, I called the number on my receipts. The poor girl on the phone bore the brunt of my frustration. She claimed her records show that the $20 I paid was for purchase of boxes and not a deposit (duh! who would want to pay for some recycled boxes when I can get brand-new nice ones from Ikea?). That got me all fired up. She explained according to their policy they cannot nullify a purchase of the carton boxes and refund the money. Lucky thing I kept all my receipts and smses. Told her I got evidence of what transpired between me and Thomas. Showed my understanding that I know she's not at fault but told her the company should honour whatever terms their representative agreed with the purchaser. She then said they can collect my 6 boxes but I must bear the transport costs. And THAT FLAMED MY FIRE EVEN STRONGER. I ranted on and she let loose by saying they can only do free collection for 10 boxes and above. I got her to reiterate and confirm her statement. Knowing I got a trump card now, I told her I'll return all 10 and therefore she has to collect and return me my money tmr. I got my way and before I put down the phone, I did my part as a fair customer by once again apologizing that my anger was not directed at her but the dishonest deal I was cut by Thomas.
I'll be sending the Movers a formal letter to complain about Thomas. Such dishonest salesman who conveniently omit the impt details for the sake of getting sales should get his just desserts.
If you're looking for movers through the Classified, don't call a Thomas who advertised his mobile as 9001 2347. Call him only if you want to wake him up to pee at 3am. I suspect this guy's a "broker" who's earning extra cash by selling mover packages. Call the company direct instead - 138 Professional Movers @ 6260 5603. At least the gal who helped me with my issue was sincere.
Monday, November 13, 2006
我恍然大悟
I finally finally come to accept there should be NO MORE XDDs* for me. Not that I don't know this earlier, just that it took one conversation today to really jolt me to ULTIMATE REALISATION.
Like XY, I'm gonna stick to the alpha males! The men who know what they want, take charge and are passionate about life!
Sam Shik! Yong Jae! Jae Hee! Lai2!
Photo courtesy of Minty
*Disclaimers:
1) By XDD, I mean the XDD mentality. If the package is right, I'm really fine with boys up to minus 4...kekeke. I won't go for minus 5 cos that's a horoscope I really dun fancy :p
2) XDD is not = kidults. I can't resist kidultish guys ;-)
Like XY, I'm gonna stick to the alpha males! The men who know what they want, take charge and are passionate about life!
Sam Shik! Yong Jae! Jae Hee! Lai2!
Photo courtesy of Minty
*Disclaimers:
1) By XDD, I mean the XDD mentality. If the package is right, I'm really fine with boys up to minus 4...kekeke. I won't go for minus 5 cos that's a horoscope I really dun fancy :p
2) XDD is not = kidults. I can't resist kidultish guys ;-)
Sunday, November 12, 2006
What's there to guess anyway?
Finally, every drop of ambiguity has been milked dry. I found the antidote the moment I read about it.
I hope not to see you for a long time from now. No contacts please.
I hope not to see you for a long time from now. No contacts please.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
失忆
那一晚的通话让我想了想对于你的回忆还存在哪些. 真的也没什么.
除了某些对话,我们之间因为没有在工作之余尝试联系而拥有相处的眷恋. 那一段日子就如悠长假期 - 是我们(或许只有我吧)在冲刺以前的短暂依靠. 最后我还是会放下, 在不知不觉中让你从回忆中渐渐走远, 直至我完全忘记为了什么对你产生好感.
你电话中的紧张是我听得多心了吗? 我们之间的距离是我们的刻意所造成的吗? 还是因为本来就从未有深交的自然淡化?
因为曾经的喜欢让我无法用心去建立我们之间的友谊. 对不起, 我现在只会建墙, 还找不到理由和冲动尝试攀墙. 所以我们注定成为友好的陌生人. 我想这就是时间要给我的答案.
除了某些对话,我们之间因为没有在工作之余尝试联系而拥有相处的眷恋. 那一段日子就如悠长假期 - 是我们(或许只有我吧)在冲刺以前的短暂依靠. 最后我还是会放下, 在不知不觉中让你从回忆中渐渐走远, 直至我完全忘记为了什么对你产生好感.
你电话中的紧张是我听得多心了吗? 我们之间的距离是我们的刻意所造成的吗? 还是因为本来就从未有深交的自然淡化?
因为曾经的喜欢让我无法用心去建立我们之间的友谊. 对不起, 我现在只会建墙, 还找不到理由和冲动尝试攀墙. 所以我们注定成为友好的陌生人. 我想这就是时间要给我的答案.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Pi's "Loogi" Epic
Loogi (n): a disadvantaged situation; (v) to lose out.
We all know by now that we can't possibly win all the time in life. For one, I admit defeat to the weather god. I washed my clothes yesterday and left them to dry in the sun before going out and when I'm home, my clothes were all drenched! So this morning I rewashed those clothes, left them to dry, thinking that "oh what beautiful day with nice bright sun!" and when I'm home...THEY'RE ALL SOAKED WET AGAIN! It's ok, as I've always mentioned, we can't get crossed with nature.
Then there are times we loogi because people take advantage of our kind selves. This is the kind of loogi I hated most. I would plot revenge in some instances. Yesss, I'm petty but who cares, cos I'm not aiming for nirvana. And there are times we loogi not because some people are despicable or underhand, but simply by twist of event and circumstances akin to the weather god kept my clothes wet incident.
To date, as I try to recall, one of my most memorable loogi experiences happened in Beautiful Bali 3 years back and the situation wasn't romantic at all :(
Me, ma and SC were on that trip together and we signed up for this 'Relaxing Spa in Bali' travel package. (How nice! I'm one of those rich missy who does her spa overseas..!)Anyway, when we were at the spa, we were ordered to strip. OMG! My first strip-tease, overseas and in front of another person! I was quite embarassed honestly. Shy lar. My body is my temple mah.
My strip tease went right up to my specs. I felt like a grandnanny when my surrounding became a blur. SC didn't have to take off any specs cos she does not wear a pair with her almost perfect eyesight. Then...SC and I were shoved to the same room. My mind saw blinding flashes of lightning and heard deafening roars of thunder *晴天霹雳*
If you haven't realised the significance of this all...it means SC CAN SEE ME NAKED CLEARLY AND I CAN'T!!! Not that I want to see SC nude lar, but at least I would have felt more balanced if our "visual returns" were equal. Adding salt to the wound, I found out that the damages of my loogi would have been reduced if I had requested for an individual room like my mum did!
Anyway, SC, just to assure you if you're reading this, I've long recovered from the painful memories of Naked in Bali. I'm sorry I haven't been eye-candy :p
We all know by now that we can't possibly win all the time in life. For one, I admit defeat to the weather god. I washed my clothes yesterday and left them to dry in the sun before going out and when I'm home, my clothes were all drenched! So this morning I rewashed those clothes, left them to dry, thinking that "oh what beautiful day with nice bright sun!" and when I'm home...THEY'RE ALL SOAKED WET AGAIN! It's ok, as I've always mentioned, we can't get crossed with nature.
Then there are times we loogi because people take advantage of our kind selves. This is the kind of loogi I hated most. I would plot revenge in some instances. Yesss, I'm petty but who cares, cos I'm not aiming for nirvana. And there are times we loogi not because some people are despicable or underhand, but simply by twist of event and circumstances akin to the weather god kept my clothes wet incident.
To date, as I try to recall, one of my most memorable loogi experiences happened in Beautiful Bali 3 years back and the situation wasn't romantic at all :(
Me, ma and SC were on that trip together and we signed up for this 'Relaxing Spa in Bali' travel package. (How nice! I'm one of those rich missy who does her spa overseas..!)Anyway, when we were at the spa, we were ordered to strip. OMG! My first strip-tease, overseas and in front of another person! I was quite embarassed honestly. Shy lar. My body is my temple mah.
My strip tease went right up to my specs. I felt like a grandnanny when my surrounding became a blur. SC didn't have to take off any specs cos she does not wear a pair with her almost perfect eyesight. Then...SC and I were shoved to the same room. My mind saw blinding flashes of lightning and heard deafening roars of thunder *晴天霹雳*
If you haven't realised the significance of this all...it means SC CAN SEE ME NAKED CLEARLY AND I CAN'T!!! Not that I want to see SC nude lar, but at least I would have felt more balanced if our "visual returns" were equal. Adding salt to the wound, I found out that the damages of my loogi would have been reduced if I had requested for an individual room like my mum did!
Anyway, SC, just to assure you if you're reading this, I've long recovered from the painful memories of Naked in Bali. I'm sorry I haven't been eye-candy :p
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Yaya Papaya Completes Her Professional Profile
You read it here first, uncensored (except for my name) in its full glory. I would have added more fun element to this but well, a little conformity is necessary I guess lest I get labelled nuts even before I start work.
I dare XP to edit this. Heh!
*****
Dynamic and vivacious, Pi** is a go-getter who never stops pursuing her many dreams. With limited capital but boundless ingenuity, she co-founded a creative agency with a partner at the age of 22 and grew the humble consultancy to one that services accounts of multi-national corporations. Pi** spearheaded the agency as the Creative Director overseeing strategy and design execution as well as copywriting.
A graduate from Ngee Ann Polytechnic’s Mass Communication diploma programme, Pi** went on to do her Bachelor of Arts in Mass Communication with RMIT University, Australia. She was awarded the RMIT School of Applied Communication Prize in recognition of her performance as the overall top student.
The creative environment of the communication field has a deep influence on Pi**’s liking for design, movies, music and travel. She is a self-taught Photoshop expert and an aspiring jet-setter who hopes to journey around the world on budget and hopefully in style. She admits to being an avid fan of Taiwanese rock band Mayday and can be seen screaming off her lungs at their concerts.
Motivated by her goal to make an impact in people’s lives, Pi** now embarks on a new career to take young minds on a voyage of self-discovery through learning and exchange of knowledge. Pi** describes her school days as the best years of her life thus far and aims to make tertiary education as interesting for students under her charge.
*****
I can't believe that very virtuous prudish photo you know. Ok, I figured it's better than looking soft-porn :p
I dare XP to edit this. Heh!
*****
Dynamic and vivacious, Pi** is a go-getter who never stops pursuing her many dreams. With limited capital but boundless ingenuity, she co-founded a creative agency with a partner at the age of 22 and grew the humble consultancy to one that services accounts of multi-national corporations. Pi** spearheaded the agency as the Creative Director overseeing strategy and design execution as well as copywriting.
A graduate from Ngee Ann Polytechnic’s Mass Communication diploma programme, Pi** went on to do her Bachelor of Arts in Mass Communication with RMIT University, Australia. She was awarded the RMIT School of Applied Communication Prize in recognition of her performance as the overall top student.
The creative environment of the communication field has a deep influence on Pi**’s liking for design, movies, music and travel. She is a self-taught Photoshop expert and an aspiring jet-setter who hopes to journey around the world on budget and hopefully in style. She admits to being an avid fan of Taiwanese rock band Mayday and can be seen screaming off her lungs at their concerts.
Motivated by her goal to make an impact in people’s lives, Pi** now embarks on a new career to take young minds on a voyage of self-discovery through learning and exchange of knowledge. Pi** describes her school days as the best years of her life thus far and aims to make tertiary education as interesting for students under her charge.
*****
I can't believe that very virtuous prudish photo you know. Ok, I figured it's better than looking soft-porn :p
Monday, November 06, 2006
It'll be raining men, soon
An old friend from primary school called unexpectedly today. I’m not sure if she’s still a friend these days, but that’s another case in point. Miss BBB ~ I nicked her Big Boobs Bimbo ~ wanted to invite me to her wedding and took the opportunity to do some quick catching up with me on the phone. As usual, the whole catching up was about HER HAPPY LIFE, HER HUSBAND, HER NEW HOUSE and everything about HER and HER and HER ONLY. Ok, to be fair, she did pause to ask about me. Her question, in specific, was if I’m married or attached. *OUCH!* She hits a very sore spot and I swear I could turn really nasty if I was provoked further. (BBB, please be assured you’ll be informed of my wedding and invited to the reception, for that matter. I’ll make sure you are seated at the table with a fantastic PILLAR VIEW.)
What really irked me was the way she asked, with that patronizing “oh you poor mate, no one to love and take care of you” kinda tone. And how so many times in her rhetorical conversation she had to define happiness as having a lover by your side. Looks like Big Boobs Bimbo really needs a brain implant so that it grows to the cup size of her neh-nehs. I don’t want to sound like a loser but seriously, my life is more than just getting a man. I’m gonna get many men. You just see ;D
By the way what's wrong with singlehood as long as it doesn’t equate singularity?
What really irked me was the way she asked, with that patronizing “oh you poor mate, no one to love and take care of you” kinda tone. And how so many times in her rhetorical conversation she had to define happiness as having a lover by your side. Looks like Big Boobs Bimbo really needs a brain implant so that it grows to the cup size of her neh-nehs. I don’t want to sound like a loser but seriously, my life is more than just getting a man. I’m gonna get many men. You just see ;D
By the way what's wrong with singlehood as long as it doesn’t equate singularity?
Friday, November 03, 2006
What Time Is It?
Oh the God of Savings, please forgive me for spending unnecessarily on 2 (not 1!) Casio Poptone watches. I couldn't resist, especially when they are available so cheaply at Bencoolen. The official Casio shops tagged it at $49 each. 3D Trading @ #01-95 The Bencoolen lelong'd it at $28 each!!!
One desire leads to another. Another 2, no correction, should be 3 caught my eyes! First, a purple-gold Baby-G (selling @ $65 vs an incredulous $113 retail price):
Look at the goldish-purple digits on its face that is so reminiscent of the new Sony-Ericsson's Z610i clam-shell phone and its sexy OLED display!
And check out this pristine gold-white darling, priced at $80 (vs $159) if I'm not wrong:
Above 2 photos courtesy of casio's website.
What can I say? Every girl deserves a Casio. And there's a Casio for every occasion! It's the one watch you ever need to have.
Then there's this G-shock with a translucent plastic bronzy strap but I can't find its photo on the Casio website. Very stylo too! A SCDF guy was eying it while I bought my Poptones yesterday and I hope he got it!
As if the watches are not enough temptation, the music of McFly at a boutique performed some magic in my ears and sent the "must-buy" message up my brains. And this is Just My Luck for you:
Their brand new album "Motion in the Ocean" will hit the stores later this month. If what I heard on the web is anything to go by, I want to get it too!
Going out is a waste of money. I better stay home from now.
One desire leads to another. Another 2, no correction, should be 3 caught my eyes! First, a purple-gold Baby-G (selling @ $65 vs an incredulous $113 retail price):
Look at the goldish-purple digits on its face that is so reminiscent of the new Sony-Ericsson's Z610i clam-shell phone and its sexy OLED display!
And check out this pristine gold-white darling, priced at $80 (vs $159) if I'm not wrong:
Above 2 photos courtesy of casio's website.
What can I say? Every girl deserves a Casio. And there's a Casio for every occasion! It's the one watch you ever need to have.
Then there's this G-shock with a translucent plastic bronzy strap but I can't find its photo on the Casio website. Very stylo too! A SCDF guy was eying it while I bought my Poptones yesterday and I hope he got it!
As if the watches are not enough temptation, the music of McFly at a boutique performed some magic in my ears and sent the "must-buy" message up my brains. And this is Just My Luck for you:
Their brand new album "Motion in the Ocean" will hit the stores later this month. If what I heard on the web is anything to go by, I want to get it too!
Going out is a waste of money. I better stay home from now.
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
November Rain
It's annoying. Just when the haze has cleared, now there's the rain to stop me from hill-conquering later. My mind was so made up just now... -_-
Ok, never mind. I can't get annoyed at the weather god. He already has a tough job and very heavy responsibility, unlike the admin folks working at my town council. I was there earlier to pay our monthly conservancy fees and the newly-implemented queue number system baffled me a little.
On average, the queue there doesn't quite fit into what we might call super crowded scenario. When was I there, there were only 2 persons in queue and I was told that I had to get a queue number now. They even assigned a staff to greet you at the door and show you to the queue number ticket machine. Is this fanfare necessary at all? Is it? THERE WERE ONLY 2 IN QUEUE! How wrong can the counter staff get by serving them one-by-one?
This is total crap and a waste of residents' money. Haven't they learnt from the experiences of small bank branches and post offices that queue number system will become white elephants unless they serve the purposes of BIG organisations that provide multiple services? Anyway, I'm just riding on the chance to get back at the town council which has sent my family 2 warning letters for something really senseless and I dun want to talk about it for now lest I lash even further on the idiocy of the whole system.
I got more incriminating evidence of the town council not using the residents' funds efficiently and one big complaint is how they left my estate's corridor lights and lamp-posts on THROUGHOUT THE DAY. Talk about energy efficiency and think of the poor towns of the opposition-governed estates! Don't let me catch them in the act again. I'll write a warning letter to them to reduce the conservancy charges instead of squandering it on silly queue posts, queue number ticket machine or those new sofas that barely warm the butts of visiting residents who want to pay their bills.
Ok, never mind. I can't get annoyed at the weather god. He already has a tough job and very heavy responsibility, unlike the admin folks working at my town council. I was there earlier to pay our monthly conservancy fees and the newly-implemented queue number system baffled me a little.
On average, the queue there doesn't quite fit into what we might call super crowded scenario. When was I there, there were only 2 persons in queue and I was told that I had to get a queue number now. They even assigned a staff to greet you at the door and show you to the queue number ticket machine. Is this fanfare necessary at all? Is it? THERE WERE ONLY 2 IN QUEUE! How wrong can the counter staff get by serving them one-by-one?
This is total crap and a waste of residents' money. Haven't they learnt from the experiences of small bank branches and post offices that queue number system will become white elephants unless they serve the purposes of BIG organisations that provide multiple services? Anyway, I'm just riding on the chance to get back at the town council which has sent my family 2 warning letters for something really senseless and I dun want to talk about it for now lest I lash even further on the idiocy of the whole system.
I got more incriminating evidence of the town council not using the residents' funds efficiently and one big complaint is how they left my estate's corridor lights and lamp-posts on THROUGHOUT THE DAY. Talk about energy efficiency and think of the poor towns of the opposition-governed estates! Don't let me catch them in the act again. I'll write a warning letter to them to reduce the conservancy charges instead of squandering it on silly queue posts, queue number ticket machine or those new sofas that barely warm the butts of visiting residents who want to pay their bills.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
Aces versus Pibberish
I'm sorry, my faithful readers (chey! as if there are a lot!), if my 2 blogs have caused confusion as to which is about what. Blame it on Blogger. They started the last version without category-sorting function, which I realised later that it'll serve good purposes. And to make things clearer for myself, I started Aces Go Places to blog about my travel adventures in preparation for my future career as a professional jetsetter-cum-travel-writer. BUT I forgot, before that happens, I won't be travelling that much to warrant a blog dedicated to that purpose! So I digressed. To talk about my life journeys, especially those of the closure of Runway and its aftermath. And here comes the problem, those life journeys deserve as much blog space here - where I talk about any other things that are about ME. So u see, I'm getting confused myself.
The prospects of merging the 2 blogs look very tedious as of now. I got loads of photos on Aces. Besides, this blog is more "private". You folks who know this will definitely know Aces. But those who know Aces may not realise the existence of Pibberish. What I'm trying to get at after this long blah-blah...is...I'LL STILL KEEP 2 BLOGS. Sorry, this is how duh I'll get.
To answer the question as posted by Bren today, I attempt to once and for all set the guidelines for the content positioning of these 2 blogs:
AcesGoPlaces
1) Will continue to serve its vision as a travel blog with lotsa photos to tempt your innate travel bug to bite you...hehe...
2) Will also post contents on the bimbotic leisure activities, great haunts and good food we can enjoy in our small town.
3) Those bits on life away from Runway, if any, will continue only till end of this month. Thereafter it's just the very mundane life activities (see point 2) when I'm literally not travelling via the airport runway, which is most of the time anyway.
Pibberish
Will feature contents about every other stuff I want to blab about (see blog's header for more details).
Now I'm clear. Thank you.
The prospects of merging the 2 blogs look very tedious as of now. I got loads of photos on Aces. Besides, this blog is more "private". You folks who know this will definitely know Aces. But those who know Aces may not realise the existence of Pibberish. What I'm trying to get at after this long blah-blah...is...I'LL STILL KEEP 2 BLOGS. Sorry, this is how duh I'll get.
To answer the question as posted by Bren today, I attempt to once and for all set the guidelines for the content positioning of these 2 blogs:
AcesGoPlaces
1) Will continue to serve its vision as a travel blog with lotsa photos to tempt your innate travel bug to bite you...hehe...
2) Will also post contents on the bimbotic leisure activities, great haunts and good food we can enjoy in our small town.
3) Those bits on life away from Runway, if any, will continue only till end of this month. Thereafter it's just the very mundane life activities (see point 2) when I'm literally not travelling via the airport runway, which is most of the time anyway.
Pibberish
Will feature contents about every other stuff I want to blab about (see blog's header for more details).
Now I'm clear. Thank you.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
I Need A Makeover?
I am going to be a lecturer! OMG! I AM GOING TO BE A LECTURER. And I sure worry some of you, don't I? I can't believe you people have so little faith over my image, or the lack of that is. Hmmpf!
Anyway, relax lar! I will bear the following 10 commandments in mind while I nurture these young souls who probably speak morevulgarities rudely than me :p
1. I shall not burst into an incessant rant of NEH-NEHs whenever I get excited, pissed off or agitated. NO, NOT EVEN WHEN XYZ STEPS ON MY TOES.
2. I shall not display the hooliganistic strut that will probably win me BIG fame on the runway as my signature catwalk.
3. I shall not prey those young cuties and make them fall head over heels with my 魔女的条件.
4. I shall not borrow money from my students if I run out of cash to buy food at the canteen - I rather suffer with unbearable hunger than lose my face.
5. I shall not be caught in my lok-pok garb when shopping in Orchard Road. Ha! But I'm ditching Orchard for Vivo City!
6. I shall keep a KEEN LOOKOUT for my friends of suitable candidates who show exceptional boyfriend or husband quality, and of course KIV the best for myself.
7. I shall be cordial and friendly to all my colleagues whether or not they are worthy of my respect. I'll keep my neh-nehs to private gatherings and under the breath when I'm alone in the toilet.
8. I shall say only Hi, Bye and "hey you're here to pee too!" in the toilets becos the greatest gossips and rumours get spread here after nature's calls flush away our caution sensors.
9. I shall sing and dance my rhythmless moves only in the toilet cubicle no matter how perky I may feel for the day.
10. I shall brainwash and influence everybody so that I can do what I restrict myself from doing in points 1 to 9 FREELY, HAPPILY AND ROWDILY.
Image-makeover? Tell me how to lar:
More pictures for you! Taken with my all-new Fuji F30 - at nite, in natural low light without flash!!! Best compact digi-camera! I highly recommend it:
Anyway, relax lar! I will bear the following 10 commandments in mind while I nurture these young souls who probably speak more
1. I shall not burst into an incessant rant of NEH-NEHs whenever I get excited, pissed off or agitated. NO, NOT EVEN WHEN XYZ STEPS ON MY TOES.
2. I shall not display the hooliganistic strut that will probably win me BIG fame on the runway as my signature catwalk.
3. I shall not prey those young cuties and make them fall head over heels with my 魔女的条件.
4. I shall not borrow money from my students if I run out of cash to buy food at the canteen - I rather suffer with unbearable hunger than lose my face.
5. I shall not be caught in my lok-pok garb when shopping in Orchard Road. Ha! But I'm ditching Orchard for Vivo City!
6. I shall keep a KEEN LOOKOUT for my friends of suitable candidates who show exceptional boyfriend or husband quality, and of course KIV the best for myself.
7. I shall be cordial and friendly to all my colleagues whether or not they are worthy of my respect. I'll keep my neh-nehs to private gatherings and under the breath when I'm alone in the toilet.
8. I shall say only Hi, Bye and "hey you're here to pee too!" in the toilets becos the greatest gossips and rumours get spread here after nature's calls flush away our caution sensors.
9. I shall sing and dance my rhythmless moves only in the toilet cubicle no matter how perky I may feel for the day.
10. I shall brainwash and influence everybody so that I can do what I restrict myself from doing in points 1 to 9 FREELY, HAPPILY AND ROWDILY.
Image-makeover? Tell me how to lar:
More pictures for you! Taken with my all-new Fuji F30 - at nite, in natural low light without flash!!! Best compact digi-camera! I highly recommend it:
Friday, October 06, 2006
Success Is...
Found this poster given to me by Bren and XY (or is it some others?!) n years ago while I was clearing my mess at home.
For all those in search of direction:
Success is...
Attitude, more than aptitude.
Being happy, with who you are.
Cultivating, body, mind and spirit.
Discovering, that heaven is within.
Embracing, the unknown with enthusiasm.
Facing fear, finding faith.
Giving, without remembering.
Here now, breathe into each moment.
Inside you, not in people, places or things.
Journeying, from the head to the heart.
Knowing, your beliefs create your experiences.
Letting go, and going with the flow.
Making time, for family, friends and forgiveness.
Never ever giving up, on your hopes and dreams.
Opening your heart, to magnificent possibilities.
Passion, playfulness and peace of mind.
Quiet time, the key to inspired living.
Receiving, without forgetting.
Seeking answers, questioning beliefs.
Trusting, in the beauty of your feelings and needs.
Understanding, the best you can do is always enough.
a Verb, choreograph your dance with destiny.
Willingness, to learn from everything that happens.
Xpressing yourself, to be the hero of your story.
Yours to define, how do you want to be remembered?
Zestful living, loving and laughing.
Success is...
Attitude, more than aptitude.
Being happy, with who you are.
Cultivating, body, mind and spirit.
Discovering, that heaven is within.
Embracing, the unknown with enthusiasm.
Facing fear, finding faith.
Giving, without remembering.
Here now, breathe into each moment.
Inside you, not in people, places or things.
Journeying, from the head to the heart.
Knowing, your beliefs create your experiences.
Letting go, and going with the flow.
Making time, for family, friends and forgiveness.
Never ever giving up, on your hopes and dreams.
Opening your heart, to magnificent possibilities.
Passion, playfulness and peace of mind.
Quiet time, the key to inspired living.
Receiving, without forgetting.
Seeking answers, questioning beliefs.
Trusting, in the beauty of your feelings and needs.
Understanding, the best you can do is always enough.
a Verb, choreograph your dance with destiny.
Willingness, to learn from everything that happens.
Xpressing yourself, to be the hero of your story.
Yours to define, how do you want to be remembered?
Zestful living, loving and laughing.
~Meiji Stewart
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
my "off" sms parade
DT asked me if the polys have contacted me...mistake. i'm in the mood for some off comments and this is how the exchange went:
DT: Did the polys contact u?
Me: No. They're training my patience. So thoughtful of them to train me even before employment starts!
DT: What are you doing now?
Me: I'm focusing my willpower on overcoming my craving for food! Shan't disturb you, I go "lian4 gong1" now. Ta!
DT: . . . . .
DT: Did the polys contact u?
Me: No. They're training my patience. So thoughtful of them to train me even before employment starts!
DT: What are you doing now?
Me: I'm focusing my willpower on overcoming my craving for food! Shan't disturb you, I go "lian4 gong1" now. Ta!
DT: . . . . .
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Next Year, I'll Celebrate in Style
This year, I received the most expensive prezzie ever from my bro - a Toscano bag which costs him 1/5 of his $500 bonus he earned from his temp job! It's not very pretty. Not my kinda bag definitely but I'm so very touched :)Like what Lyu said, at least I'm on the list of women he'll splurge expensive gifts on. I'm gonna find opportunity to take this bag out, no matter how misfitting it might look. Hahahaha.....!
And buddy sent me this surprise, all the way from Nottinghill:
Thanks bud, for always being the first to wish me happy birthday at the struck of 12am on 1st Oct.
Thanks Minty for the mesg at 1am despite your working trip. And LYu for eating out with me.
Next year, let us all celebrate in style.
Blowing Out 28 Candles
May I have a fulfilling year with
happiness to spread,
friends to share,
less problems to worry,
beauty to show,
drive to pursue,
bonus to keep,
new skills to boast,
ideas to create,
nice place to work,
money to travel,
concerts to watch,
figure to impress,
great food to eat,
pretty clothes to wear,
time to relax,
license to drive,
good health to live,
funds to assist,
wisdom to outwit,
luck to win,
jokes to entertain,
more friends to make,
hope to inspire,
guts to try,
strength to persevere,
no one to hate,
someone to like and
love sparks to thrill.
happiness to spread,
friends to share,
less problems to worry,
beauty to show,
drive to pursue,
bonus to keep,
new skills to boast,
ideas to create,
nice place to work,
money to travel,
concerts to watch,
figure to impress,
great food to eat,
pretty clothes to wear,
time to relax,
license to drive,
good health to live,
funds to assist,
wisdom to outwit,
luck to win,
jokes to entertain,
more friends to make,
hope to inspire,
guts to try,
strength to persevere,
no one to hate,
someone to like and
love sparks to thrill.
Friday, September 22, 2006
Woes Begone
After a day of immersion in self-pity and weeping over what will be gone, or had gone, I'm back to normal. Maybe not quite yet but definitely better.
Thank you all for allowing my willful and pendulous mood swings recently.
Thank you all for allowing my willful and pendulous mood swings recently.
Friday, September 15, 2006
Wishlist 28 - Part 3
Can't believe how fast time is! I'm back from Shanghai and XY has flown off and Minty's coming back today! I'm turning 28 in 2 weeks' time. My ma laughed when I corrected her a few days ago for saying that I'm 30. Nearly killed her. It's a god damn difference of 2 years ok but she didn't feel it made any difference. Argh...can't be bothered with aunties.
Here's my wishlist 28 part 3. I'm afterall, a material gal ;p
15. Ticket to Eason's concert! Hopefully, it'll be up on sale soon. 2nd most expensive will do since his is a listening concert and the singer has no looks to die for.
16. A new super duper digicam. My old Nikon has served its time. I need a brand new solid one to last me through the next few fabulous trips which I know I'll have. I haven't quite decided which brand and make but frens who are interested can get me vouchers from electronic shops.
17. ipod and all those gadgets for doing podcasts. I've got enough of Mr Brown this and Mr Brown that. Me and the rest of the DWPers and our supporters can write and perform scripts of louder laffs, pointier observations and sillier crap. Just get me IT vouchers. I'll take care of the shopping.
18. Videocam. So sorry. Still pictures are not enough to please me these days. I recently upgraded to see the need of keeping moving images. Or else how can I capture the essence of my favouritest Aunty Ah Zhu (from Shanghai Trip) comical actions? How can I show the excitement of spotting running green man in Taipei? Or more importantly, the very wild funny reenactment of our very own life's many queer episodes?
19. A bigger house. With all the office shifting and all, my house is simply not enough to store all my barangs lar. Quick find me an obsencely rich husband who can buy me a big house that comes with a walk-in wardrobe and an audio-visual-ktv room.
20. Domain hosting for a year or more. This blog of mine is getting dowdier and dowdier. I want to rebuild my personal blog so all you readers (which I believe can be counted with my pair of hands...hahaha) can enjoy a more engaging web experience.
21. A ticket to Japan. I'll be setting foot there next year. Japan, you just wait.
Now that I've gone through my list again. I'm more like a gadget gal than a material gal. See, I knew I'm different from the average Janes and Marys.
Here's my wishlist 28 part 3. I'm afterall, a material gal ;p
15. Ticket to Eason's concert! Hopefully, it'll be up on sale soon. 2nd most expensive will do since his is a listening concert and the singer has no looks to die for.
16. A new super duper digicam. My old Nikon has served its time. I need a brand new solid one to last me through the next few fabulous trips which I know I'll have. I haven't quite decided which brand and make but frens who are interested can get me vouchers from electronic shops.
17. ipod and all those gadgets for doing podcasts. I've got enough of Mr Brown this and Mr Brown that. Me and the rest of the DWPers and our supporters can write and perform scripts of louder laffs, pointier observations and sillier crap. Just get me IT vouchers. I'll take care of the shopping.
18. Videocam. So sorry. Still pictures are not enough to please me these days. I recently upgraded to see the need of keeping moving images. Or else how can I capture the essence of my favouritest Aunty Ah Zhu (from Shanghai Trip) comical actions? How can I show the excitement of spotting running green man in Taipei? Or more importantly, the very wild funny reenactment of our very own life's many queer episodes?
19. A bigger house. With all the office shifting and all, my house is simply not enough to store all my barangs lar. Quick find me an obsencely rich husband who can buy me a big house that comes with a walk-in wardrobe and an audio-visual-ktv room.
20. Domain hosting for a year or more. This blog of mine is getting dowdier and dowdier. I want to rebuild my personal blog so all you readers (which I believe can be counted with my pair of hands...hahaha) can enjoy a more engaging web experience.
21. A ticket to Japan. I'll be setting foot there next year. Japan, you just wait.
Now that I've gone through my list again. I'm more like a gadget gal than a material gal. See, I knew I'm different from the average Janes and Marys.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Time will have the answer
Are we friends or more than friends?
Time will have the answer...time will tell the answer.
Monday, September 11, 2006
And I don't wanna be alone
Bro’s gone to NS. Minty’s traveling tomorrow and will be away for nearly a week. XY’s going away in 3 days to London for 3 weeks. Minty’s setting off again during my birthday week.
Boohoo…I’ll be so alone. Though there’s lyu. There’s choy. There’s daffy. There’s shazz. There’s ah mie. There are so many more. But still, it’s not the same :( There are good friends whom you can call upon anytime, spontaneously and without having the need to explain too much. There are also those who have their own things to do and other stuff to take care of.
And my bro. Though we don’t talk a lot a home, it’s comforting to have him around. When I can find no meal kakis, I can count on him to eat with me and hear me mumble.
Sorry. I’m just feeling whiny. Still got to say this – pals, take care wherever u are. You know you’ll be missed.
Boohoo…I’ll be so alone. Though there’s lyu. There’s choy. There’s daffy. There’s shazz. There’s ah mie. There are so many more. But still, it’s not the same :( There are good friends whom you can call upon anytime, spontaneously and without having the need to explain too much. There are also those who have their own things to do and other stuff to take care of.
And my bro. Though we don’t talk a lot a home, it’s comforting to have him around. When I can find no meal kakis, I can count on him to eat with me and hear me mumble.
Sorry. I’m just feeling whiny. Still got to say this – pals, take care wherever u are. You know you’ll be missed.
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