What for moan over something for the past 1 week? I finally recover from unemployment syndrone, it took me a week to realise i was crying over spilled milk. I announce myself officially a retrenched worker from motorola, tech point. Doesn't it feels good when you are relieved from the suspense?
I am not sure what had happened to my friend who sounded like she had a sucidal tendency by reading her blog i can see she has a very delicate life. She's putting me into suspense again. She taught me how to be kiasu. I've got to thank her for everything when we'll back
I can't believe an earthquake could kill 40k people. I wondered why the weather forecasts ignored all the tell-tale signs of an earthquake. And the government ignored the warning too. A few 100 people's blunder had lead to a death toll of 40k. These people must be having a bad time getting to sleep. I was glad i wasn't drained away by the flood that happened so near to home or else my planned future would be total ruined.
This disaster has a great influence to me, i kept dreaming that i faced a disater. Firstly i was at this earthquake disaster training center. I didn't know what it was. Walking on the narrow path of the sandy bridge(it seems bottomless from there), out of a sudden, a huge wave (5 storeys high) came over to engulf me. I grib tightly onto the edge of the bridge but to no avail, i fell down.
I got up with no harm done. Then everyone walked out of the dark jungle like a dark room. There i finally come to thought it was a simulator. Cool!
The first time, i started seeing the night so bright, i was 1am in the morning and i felt like 9 am in the morning. The conversation with my cousin was still fresh in my mind. It occured at my home
"Why now so bright?" I told my 11 yr old cousin, JH. I was actually feeling quite sleepy at that time. I glanced at my wall clock, 1 am in the morning.
"dunno..."
"what you mean you dunno? it's 1 am in the morning. 1 am leh! not 1pm." I reprimanded her as i always do. The entired house was brightly lit, i looked out of the window, all i saw was a bright orangey yellow sky.
Moments later, a coach from nowhere parked at the kerb and dozens of people came out to watch something spectacular at this time of the "night".
I saw something strange, a rocket was heading towards a power plant that my dream had replaced with the petrol station in real life.
Such exciting dreams. I elected cross-cultural psychology as my complementary elective, obviously for a person who adores psychology so much. Good night, sorry for this late post. I accidentally deleted the last one.
Tuesday, December 28, 2004
Thursday, December 23, 2004
I can tolerate this throat!!!
My throat got swollen for no particular reason, probably because of the "no work" stress i am having now. This is rediculous! I such a hard core workaholic. That i shall admit. I can't spend a cent without seeing myself not working for 8 days.
yesterday was my pay day and i wasn't feeling happy but worse. A feeling that a hokkien word can describe; pek chek!
Anybody who's got his pay would be feeling rather estatic, over the moon. But not me... I am crying for my job back and all these illness(which include my stubborn rashes too) would be gone as soon as possible.
Ah yes. Before i go on, add isomia to the list of illnesses.
Why do my company treat me like toys? when they want you, they beg for u to come back. When they don't want you, you leave you in a dark and tell you nothing about what is happening to the production area.
I feel like a pathetic beggar kneeling and clutching the shirt of the CEO saying, "Please give me back my job! I beg you."
***
While lying on the bed, i can't help but keep comparing myself with someone more fortunate then me. The list of the advantage of being me, can't overcome her. I begin to feel small and useless. I must increase the no. of advantages of being me.
yesterday was my pay day and i wasn't feeling happy but worse. A feeling that a hokkien word can describe; pek chek!
Anybody who's got his pay would be feeling rather estatic, over the moon. But not me... I am crying for my job back and all these illness(which include my stubborn rashes too) would be gone as soon as possible.
Ah yes. Before i go on, add isomia to the list of illnesses.
Why do my company treat me like toys? when they want you, they beg for u to come back. When they don't want you, you leave you in a dark and tell you nothing about what is happening to the production area.
I feel like a pathetic beggar kneeling and clutching the shirt of the CEO saying, "Please give me back my job! I beg you."
***
While lying on the bed, i can't help but keep comparing myself with someone more fortunate then me. The list of the advantage of being me, can't overcome her. I begin to feel small and useless. I must increase the no. of advantages of being me.
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
No work? I am doom...
I am out of job for 1 week!!!! I want to work. Call me workaholic for all I care. I need $$ for my future, days of schooling. I am hopeless when it comes to sponsorships. I simply don't have the charisma with interviewers.
Life is so unfair. I think the interviewers are totally blinded by ghost, wrong judgment. How can they approve a person who smokes? All I do need is a sweet tongue, flexible stream of thoughts and abit of a cheerful smile to please the interviewers. But I am not a perfect hostress as a whole.
If I were to be blessed with all that wonderful character, i won't be studying as a nurse already by now. I would be doing business courses etc.. They simply do not understand what a nurse-to- be would possess if you want her to have a 6 years bond. If i were to be an interviewer, i would probably choose someone who shows care and have a genuine love for nursing. Ya. that's what they should have in their checklist.
Too bad, their judgments are blinded all the time.
I went to hougang mall today to get my monthly dose of you mian. I think i am addicted to that particular hand-made noodle stall. No other stall can be a rival to it's unqiue taste that doesn't add MSG.
Do you think they added poppy? i think not. I ate it monthly. if it's got poppy, i probably be dying to eat another bowl.
I met my friend's 19 year old friend today, dodo (not her real name). My friend, soso(not her real name), was planning to meet dodo after she has finished her work. I can't believe dodo worked longer then she told soso. I waited an extra 15 min.
When dodo came out, she stared at me with despise. You don't have to look at me like that, where was her basic courtesy. I waited 15 min and not a single sorry was said to me. Even if you dun want to say that simple word of sorry, you could have being less sort of contemn body language.
I hate people who look down on me whether is it results or the type of interest i have. What they say is different from their actual feelings about me. "nursing is good..." followed by a painted happy look on their faces.
I can see through any fake expression from their body language. whilst talking to my mother, my grandma would say, "your elder son is entering NUS next year and your second son got good grades for his A levels,.." there she goes promoting my brothers achievements every now and then. She never talks good about me that is genuine.
When it comes to me, she would suddenly have a change in her face, either jerky or extra happy. I know this is definately fake expressions of her thoughts, "nursing is very good" That's all she knows, she prove herself with only 2 or more sentences. After that she would go on promoting my brothers again.
She would talk about their younger days. Sadly never mine. Doesn't all these actions point to contempt. Why am i always judged by my achievements?
How can dodo not exchange that smile i give her? pure contempt. I had that feeling when i first met her. Or maybe she just act that way to strangers. thats ok for me. I must give allowance to her.
How can i give way to my grandma who judge me by my achievements? She is just a typical singaporean. Singaporeans want winners and that include man-u, chalsea, etc. Singaporean never support S-league. She doesn't like to talk about a loser like me.
I feel that this is a great waste of web space talking about despicable people. Once my mom asked me,"why don't you want to give her a call? she's your grandmother."
The would be a good answer for her next time:
"So what if she's my grandmother? She never take me into account as her grandaughter. She never carry out her role as a grandmother to me. The word "grandmother" is just her status."
"You won't know what it's like to be lonely when you're old."Mom continues to force me to mend a relationship that hasn't even being built yet.
"What she is experiencing now is the product of her doings way back when i was young. Good relationships doesn't start happening just like that. It develops through time and acceptance. So never expect me to call her like i ever felt bonded."
Wow, i didn't know i could argue so well while blogging. It's probably because i am free from hurting people's feelings. I care too much of people's feelings that i even get bullied easily. I started weighing the pros and cons of being a person like me.
Life is so unfair. I think the interviewers are totally blinded by ghost, wrong judgment. How can they approve a person who smokes? All I do need is a sweet tongue, flexible stream of thoughts and abit of a cheerful smile to please the interviewers. But I am not a perfect hostress as a whole.
If I were to be blessed with all that wonderful character, i won't be studying as a nurse already by now. I would be doing business courses etc.. They simply do not understand what a nurse-to- be would possess if you want her to have a 6 years bond. If i were to be an interviewer, i would probably choose someone who shows care and have a genuine love for nursing. Ya. that's what they should have in their checklist.
Too bad, their judgments are blinded all the time.
I went to hougang mall today to get my monthly dose of you mian. I think i am addicted to that particular hand-made noodle stall. No other stall can be a rival to it's unqiue taste that doesn't add MSG.
Do you think they added poppy? i think not. I ate it monthly. if it's got poppy, i probably be dying to eat another bowl.
I met my friend's 19 year old friend today, dodo (not her real name). My friend, soso(not her real name), was planning to meet dodo after she has finished her work. I can't believe dodo worked longer then she told soso. I waited an extra 15 min.
When dodo came out, she stared at me with despise. You don't have to look at me like that, where was her basic courtesy. I waited 15 min and not a single sorry was said to me. Even if you dun want to say that simple word of sorry, you could have being less sort of contemn body language.
I hate people who look down on me whether is it results or the type of interest i have. What they say is different from their actual feelings about me. "nursing is good..." followed by a painted happy look on their faces.
I can see through any fake expression from their body language. whilst talking to my mother, my grandma would say, "your elder son is entering NUS next year and your second son got good grades for his A levels,.." there she goes promoting my brothers achievements every now and then. She never talks good about me that is genuine.
When it comes to me, she would suddenly have a change in her face, either jerky or extra happy. I know this is definately fake expressions of her thoughts, "nursing is very good" That's all she knows, she prove herself with only 2 or more sentences. After that she would go on promoting my brothers again.
She would talk about their younger days. Sadly never mine. Doesn't all these actions point to contempt. Why am i always judged by my achievements?
How can dodo not exchange that smile i give her? pure contempt. I had that feeling when i first met her. Or maybe she just act that way to strangers. thats ok for me. I must give allowance to her.
How can i give way to my grandma who judge me by my achievements? She is just a typical singaporean. Singaporeans want winners and that include man-u, chalsea, etc. Singaporean never support S-league. She doesn't like to talk about a loser like me.
I feel that this is a great waste of web space talking about despicable people. Once my mom asked me,"why don't you want to give her a call? she's your grandmother."
The would be a good answer for her next time:
"So what if she's my grandmother? She never take me into account as her grandaughter. She never carry out her role as a grandmother to me. The word "grandmother" is just her status."
"You won't know what it's like to be lonely when you're old."Mom continues to force me to mend a relationship that hasn't even being built yet.
"What she is experiencing now is the product of her doings way back when i was young. Good relationships doesn't start happening just like that. It develops through time and acceptance. So never expect me to call her like i ever felt bonded."
Wow, i didn't know i could argue so well while blogging. It's probably because i am free from hurting people's feelings. I care too much of people's feelings that i even get bullied easily. I started weighing the pros and cons of being a person like me.
- First of all, god blessed me with caring heart. I always see things from other people's point of view which includes caring too much of how people feel, pity less fortunate people. This in turn i get bullied easily.
- God blessed me with a smooth and youthful face that seldom develops acne. I once thought having a better body than a smooth face was wonderful. However, after looking at dodo's situation (best slender body but a port-marked face) isn't that great. I prefered a smooth face.
- God also blessed me with a good father for 15 years of my life. I am happy with what i had before. I cannot wish for more. This is too much happiness god have to spare for me.
- God blessed me as the only female child in the family. As the only female child in the family, i get undivided attention from my dad and my mom. no sharing of clothings and jealousy over small things. Don't forget i have a very low threshold of jealousy; I get jealous easily.
- God blessed me with a good mother that can support the family without giving up. I love my mom although she doesn't feel it. She is the only person left on earth i can hug. I can share nursing skills with her. Don't you think i started out as a nursing student pretty well? Always there when i need her.
Wow, after writing all these it feels good to be me. Everytime i get an unlucky day, i would sure to read this whole list of thanks once again. Deo gratias.
Monday, December 20, 2004
What is it like to know your deathday?
I won't want to know although it would be good for a lazy person like me. I am such a lazy person come to think of it. I let time pass by like the waves. What is worse, I care too much about tomorrow when today hasn't over yet.
You would be saying that I am crazy because thinking about tomorrow is right thing to do. That's what I have been doing for the last 17 years. From as young as 7, every child would want to grow up fast and get all the previleges that an adult has such as getting a handphone, going home late etc. However, while i was young, i didn't thought about the great amount of responsiblity i need to handle before i get those previleges.
As a child, we want time to pass quickly, as fast as possible so that we can know the adult's perspective. That is a form of future planning.
When i became a teen, i thought growing up fast really stinks and i want it to stop where it is. At that point of time, i want to get out of secondary school quick to enjoy polytechnic life where there is no rules, no assembly and no uniform.
Now in polytechnic, i kept thinking about the next semester where i am going to surgerical ward and things are going to get really difficult. As you can see, i hate difficult things. I always want difficult things to become easy for me. Take for example, i took additional mathematics in secondary 3. It started out like hell! I redid and redid the sums over and over again. Well, i felt it was easy by the time i was secondary 4. I just merely get a B4. From a F9 quality to B4. Not bad already for a stupid person like me, down to earth, narrow-minded(unflexible) and strong-willed.
These qualities of a human can't survive in this society. I am bound to lose out in the end. So as you see, i am so full of hope for the future. Just imagine i stop breathing for the next day and all my plans i worked out for 10 years are ruined. I am sure to become a ghost with many unfinished business.
After reading this blogger who wrote the last days of her life, i think i should always live the day fully. If you wanna have a look, this is the link:
http://dyingis.blogspot.com
I got this from the local newspaper. And once again, cutiepie the emotionally unstable blogger has proof her point. I am so useless at been very strong when dealing with emotional unstablity. The next thing i am going to do is to make this difficult task into an easy one. There i go again, gosh...
I love photoshop!!! I treat it like a computer game now, haha... It's so fun, i am glad i knew how to use it. In order to be a good photo editor, one must possess a good imagination and have an ideal judgement of good lighting and colour.
Good skill doesn't come from nowhere. It develops from practices.
You would be saying that I am crazy because thinking about tomorrow is right thing to do. That's what I have been doing for the last 17 years. From as young as 7, every child would want to grow up fast and get all the previleges that an adult has such as getting a handphone, going home late etc. However, while i was young, i didn't thought about the great amount of responsiblity i need to handle before i get those previleges.
As a child, we want time to pass quickly, as fast as possible so that we can know the adult's perspective. That is a form of future planning.
When i became a teen, i thought growing up fast really stinks and i want it to stop where it is. At that point of time, i want to get out of secondary school quick to enjoy polytechnic life where there is no rules, no assembly and no uniform.
Now in polytechnic, i kept thinking about the next semester where i am going to surgerical ward and things are going to get really difficult. As you can see, i hate difficult things. I always want difficult things to become easy for me. Take for example, i took additional mathematics in secondary 3. It started out like hell! I redid and redid the sums over and over again. Well, i felt it was easy by the time i was secondary 4. I just merely get a B4. From a F9 quality to B4. Not bad already for a stupid person like me, down to earth, narrow-minded(unflexible) and strong-willed.
These qualities of a human can't survive in this society. I am bound to lose out in the end. So as you see, i am so full of hope for the future. Just imagine i stop breathing for the next day and all my plans i worked out for 10 years are ruined. I am sure to become a ghost with many unfinished business.
After reading this blogger who wrote the last days of her life, i think i should always live the day fully. If you wanna have a look, this is the link:
http://dyingis.blogspot.com
I got this from the local newspaper. And once again, cutiepie the emotionally unstable blogger has proof her point. I am so useless at been very strong when dealing with emotional unstablity. The next thing i am going to do is to make this difficult task into an easy one. There i go again, gosh...
I love photoshop!!! I treat it like a computer game now, haha... It's so fun, i am glad i knew how to use it. In order to be a good photo editor, one must possess a good imagination and have an ideal judgement of good lighting and colour.
Good skill doesn't come from nowhere. It develops from practices.
Friday, December 17, 2004
I am now... Slacking at home. *sobs*
I will be staying at home for 4 days, gosh!!! i can't do it. I can't never stay at home for 4 days without earning any money. *sobs loudly*
It seems to me that motorola has nothing to produce and i have to stay at home for so long. Although i really need some rest to get this swollen finger healed.
Guess which finger this is....
It's my little finger. Amazingly bloated up.
It seems to me that motorola has nothing to produce and i have to stay at home for so long. Although i really need some rest to get this swollen finger healed.
Guess which finger this is....
It's my little finger. Amazingly bloated up.
Wednesday, December 15, 2004
I am.... The Box folder!!
Doesn't that sound like shark tale's Oscar? "I am... the shark slayer!". For those who doesn't get what i mean then forget it, read on..
You know why i say i am the Box folder? It's not because i fold very fast although i used to be fast (probably i had lost my touch). I used to be a very good box folder. I could flood 2 lines in minutes. Now, i can't even manage 1 line!! What a failure. Why? Why?
Well, want to know the real core reason? Believe it or not, the supervisor helped me fold the box today. This ass (ya, i call him ass because he shout in order to communicate) doesn't have time to watch us, how could he have time to help me fold box? This strange phenomenal. Then, more people came to help me which include the line leader, Shi Shi.
When it's time for me to fold box, people come helping me. When i change jobs, the person folding the box becomes lonely. When i change back, people come rushing to help me. What does this mean?
I have the charisma when i fold box. i feel great! I am the box folder! Do you know how i met one guy? While i was folding boxes
There are side effects of box folding, this...
Cool! this girl looked like a made over pic.
I like this pic of all the pictures i edited. I loved it.
At the same time, for the remembrance of my cute hamster Bui bui who had died last saturday, i made him a wallpaper.
You know why i say i am the Box folder? It's not because i fold very fast although i used to be fast (probably i had lost my touch). I used to be a very good box folder. I could flood 2 lines in minutes. Now, i can't even manage 1 line!! What a failure. Why? Why?
Well, want to know the real core reason? Believe it or not, the supervisor helped me fold the box today. This ass (ya, i call him ass because he shout in order to communicate) doesn't have time to watch us, how could he have time to help me fold box? This strange phenomenal. Then, more people came to help me which include the line leader, Shi Shi.
When it's time for me to fold box, people come helping me. When i change jobs, the person folding the box becomes lonely. When i change back, people come rushing to help me. What does this mean?
I have the charisma when i fold box. i feel great! I am the box folder! Do you know how i met one guy? While i was folding boxes
There are side effects of box folding, this...
If you see red lines, thats
the scratches i got from the boxes i fold,
pretty nasty.
I know i have lots of spots on my arm but just focus your the red lines. Thats only the dorsal end of my arm, the anterior side looks worse.
Alright, now you show you something interesting! My photoshop apprentice skill. Ya, i am new to photoshop. So dun laugh at me.
This was taken at night...
Eww... So ugly. This girl looks like a monster!!
just look at those eyes! i could cry looking at them.
After 2 weeks of intense training on photoshop CS, I finally become photoshop apprentice. You may think it's easy, but it's not.
Cool! this girl looked like a made over pic.
I like this pic of all the pictures i edited. I loved it.
At the same time, for the remembrance of my cute hamster Bui bui who had died last saturday, i made him a wallpaper.
Sorry but i can give away wall papers like that...If you want it, drop me an email !
Monday, December 13, 2004
Arghh, got a bad scratch!
I am fated to run a production line for 2 whole weeks starting from last monday and it really tire me out!!! I would love to go back to logo pasting after these weeks. I hate the people in this shift. They kept putting you anywhere they want like their newspaper. One day, they throw you here the other day you are at another line.
Got a bad scratch (comparing with other small tiny ones) just this afternoon from a very sharp box. Not only cuts, my little finger became a red coloured sausage. It became so swollen that it felt like a fractured finger.
I saw a long lost friend today by chance. That was the person that i longed to give him a treat. Ya, it's a he. He just gave me a wave and walked away. A very stranger-like action. After reading a handbook for nurses i thought about becoming assertive to help myself get a smooth- sailing career.
Being assertive is hard! You have to be strong mentally in order to help stand for your rights.
I totally addicted to photoshop. shitz.
Got a bad scratch (comparing with other small tiny ones) just this afternoon from a very sharp box. Not only cuts, my little finger became a red coloured sausage. It became so swollen that it felt like a fractured finger.
I saw a long lost friend today by chance. That was the person that i longed to give him a treat. Ya, it's a he. He just gave me a wave and walked away. A very stranger-like action. After reading a handbook for nurses i thought about becoming assertive to help myself get a smooth- sailing career.
Being assertive is hard! You have to be strong mentally in order to help stand for your rights.
- firstly, you have to bear with people's feelings. This is solely because you are afraid of hurting your best friend's (for example) feelings.
- Then, you have to bear with gossips about you. While standing up for your rights, you are also creating an out-group for yourself
- let me ask you a question. What happens when you are too assertive? You get aggressive. You are getting over board.
I totally addicted to photoshop. shitz.
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
Being pure lazy lately.
Do you think there is such a thing as fate? I reckon the definition of fate is where you find one event occuring together for no reason . Answer yes all these questions and my definition is right.
- Is fate when a stranger kept meeting up with you without a date?
- Is fate having a very good pattern of events?
- Is fate having 2 persons that hate eachother start to love themselves?
- Is fate thinking that god is playing tricks together?
Ya the last one is a bit stupid. Sometime when i thought something was fate but in the end it wasn't, it was coincidental. Just like the last time, this guy and I kept getting together by coincidence. First, i was same ward with him for 2 weeks. Then we were the only ones that failed our practical test that day. In the end, i found out that it was all a coincidence, not fate.
I think we meet certain people in our lives is fate. I get myself into knowing people with the same interest as me.
Me, a BGR virgin. Never ask me about relationships, i have no experience at them. Go on... Ask me why i didn't have a boyfriend for the past 17 years. The reason is simple, i have very little contact with guys. Probably fate says i can't get into a relationship until 20 or something. I've always wished to meet someone who will be my boyfriend.
Another reason is i am not charismatic enough to grap hold of guys attention. The type of boy who like me are very rare. either 1 or 2 out of 10000. The chance is so tiny.
Friday, December 03, 2004
I am back from a rigorous battle
I staggered out of the jaws of death, holding on to anything i see. It's burning!
This was what I experience for the past 48 hours. It all started out with this wierd dream I had on tuesday night. There was this silent killer who equipped himself with a knife and hunt down people to kill. Rumours say that he was last found at the MRT trains.
I was standing there at the entrance of the train when i saw this couple embrace each other openly. A few minutes later, the guy strangled the gal with his elbow and slash her neck with his knife. Blood was splurting out of the wound and the look on the gal's face was horrifying. I still remember her words," Run!"
I dashed out of the door once the next station came. I ran so fast that I lost the silent killer. When i got back to the platform, i found my great auntie crying for her son. I learned that his son was also dead.
Erm, my dream aren't really very original though. It was adapted from metal gear solid 3. My brother kept playing it until i got influenced.
This stupid scene gave me that nightmare.
The next morning i was having a slight fever and my hand felt like burning. I still have the will the go to work that wednesday afternoon. That day, i felt the air conditioning was very cold although i knew i was just getting sick. My colleague even help me keep warm with her jacket.
Yesterday, i couldn't get out of bed, my head was spinning and was on fire. I lied on bed from morning till 5pm. No breakfast and lunch. At the moment i thought i had SARS or malaria. But none of the symptoms point to SARS (dry cough), malaria(red spots). So i thought i was safe. For the hours on bed i did frequent sponging with the fan on to cool myself down. I felt like nursing myself was fun.
That was all that had happened the last 3 days whilst i was away. I regret for letting all of you read the same thing for the last 3 days. gtg tug in now.
This was what I experience for the past 48 hours. It all started out with this wierd dream I had on tuesday night. There was this silent killer who equipped himself with a knife and hunt down people to kill. Rumours say that he was last found at the MRT trains.
I was standing there at the entrance of the train when i saw this couple embrace each other openly. A few minutes later, the guy strangled the gal with his elbow and slash her neck with his knife. Blood was splurting out of the wound and the look on the gal's face was horrifying. I still remember her words," Run!"
I dashed out of the door once the next station came. I ran so fast that I lost the silent killer. When i got back to the platform, i found my great auntie crying for her son. I learned that his son was also dead.
Erm, my dream aren't really very original though. It was adapted from metal gear solid 3. My brother kept playing it until i got influenced.
This stupid scene gave me that nightmare.
The next morning i was having a slight fever and my hand felt like burning. I still have the will the go to work that wednesday afternoon. That day, i felt the air conditioning was very cold although i knew i was just getting sick. My colleague even help me keep warm with her jacket.
Yesterday, i couldn't get out of bed, my head was spinning and was on fire. I lied on bed from morning till 5pm. No breakfast and lunch. At the moment i thought i had SARS or malaria. But none of the symptoms point to SARS (dry cough), malaria(red spots). So i thought i was safe. For the hours on bed i did frequent sponging with the fan on to cool myself down. I felt like nursing myself was fun.
That was all that had happened the last 3 days whilst i was away. I regret for letting all of you read the same thing for the last 3 days. gtg tug in now.
Tuesday, November 30, 2004
Still awake?
It's 2.30 am in the morning and i am still awake. Why? I had the best chance today and i lose it? A chance to ask my friend for a treat. I always wanted it for months. I couldn't. Yes, I couldn't. I wasn't afraid to ask but my narrowminded thought stopped me.
Come to think of it, i was so idiotic. Why? My threshold of jealousy is so high. I can't stand people who are happy and i'm not. Don't you think it's a normal behaviour. Alright, i shall stop putting y0u on supend. My friend was talking with a person i hate the most. That person gave me a very bad first impression. I can't stand people who mingle with those i hate.
So self-centred of me! It beats being human. Having feelings sucks! Why do i have feelings? It is full of jealousy.
Come to think of it, i was so idiotic. Why? My threshold of jealousy is so high. I can't stand people who are happy and i'm not. Don't you think it's a normal behaviour. Alright, i shall stop putting y0u on supend. My friend was talking with a person i hate the most. That person gave me a very bad first impression. I can't stand people who mingle with those i hate.
So self-centred of me! It beats being human. Having feelings sucks! Why do i have feelings? It is full of jealousy.
Sunday, November 28, 2004
A sacrifice that i have to bear
I agree that my blog is having whiny complains consecutively but nevertheless, my work is never satisfying. Apart from having a productive cough( which is a good sign that i am recovering), my fingers tremble like a vibrated handphone.
Work complain 1
I can't believe the people working at the main building of motorola, those that help increase productivity and save company's cost.
These are the people working in the offices, siting down infront of their PC. I wish they could do a better job as in to help us get things done smoothly. Today i saw the trancievers( in another words handphones not sold yet), stored in battery door trays. These trays were flimsy and unstackable. If you won't careful, the trancievers might fell to the ground and you would waste time matching IMEIs(the ID for each trancievers).
I think they did this was because of cost saving. But in the end, they are not at all saving any cost if the trancievers break. Are they running out of ideas?
Work complain 2
This was the reason why my fingers are trembling. There was a box made of tinted plastic was as hard as cardboard. I have to use all my strength to press it down. Some times, my fingers even got crammed. It just won't move.People who increase Productivity should order boxes that is more flexible.
`EnD oF CoMplAiNs~
I glad you skipped the complains. I paid $25 for the chalet and I didn't go because i wanted to make money. A sacrifice for the sake of future happiness. If you guys see this (i know nobody reads my blog), please stab me in the face for being a very selfish person.
My friend SMS me this at 7 pm( while i was working)
After reading this message several times i could cry, " I must sacrifice all the fun for my future". Can you sense jealousy? I am totally in regret for a moment, but it seems that i really won't feel good if i am having fun when other people are working. If any of you read this, please punch me in the face when school reopen.
At some point, i felt i must pay people back for what i have promised. There was this personality workshop i had in seconday school. the letters each represent a personality,
D, I, S, C. After learning psychology in poly this year, i had to disagree with this workshop. I fall in the catergory of the S. S people are conscience-driven. We will always remember our promises even for 10 years.
So now i am feeling pain when i didn't keep my promise. For 8 months, i owe someone a treat that i promise. I am going to sms the person by tomorrow or else i would be so haunted. I wish he will accept it. Keke, food.... Who doesn't want it?
Work complain 1
I can't believe the people working at the main building of motorola, those that help increase productivity and save company's cost.
These are the people working in the offices, siting down infront of their PC. I wish they could do a better job as in to help us get things done smoothly. Today i saw the trancievers( in another words handphones not sold yet), stored in battery door trays. These trays were flimsy and unstackable. If you won't careful, the trancievers might fell to the ground and you would waste time matching IMEIs(the ID for each trancievers).
I think they did this was because of cost saving. But in the end, they are not at all saving any cost if the trancievers break. Are they running out of ideas?
Work complain 2
This was the reason why my fingers are trembling. There was a box made of tinted plastic was as hard as cardboard. I have to use all my strength to press it down. Some times, my fingers even got crammed. It just won't move.People who increase Productivity should order boxes that is more flexible.
`EnD oF CoMplAiNs~
I glad you skipped the complains. I paid $25 for the chalet and I didn't go because i wanted to make money. A sacrifice for the sake of future happiness. If you guys see this (i know nobody reads my blog), please stab me in the face for being a very selfish person.
My friend SMS me this at 7 pm( while i was working)
Man Yun, tmr we r
going 2 escape theme
park, r u coming?
At some point, i felt i must pay people back for what i have promised. There was this personality workshop i had in seconday school. the letters each represent a personality,
D, I, S, C. After learning psychology in poly this year, i had to disagree with this workshop. I fall in the catergory of the S. S people are conscience-driven. We will always remember our promises even for 10 years.
So now i am feeling pain when i didn't keep my promise. For 8 months, i owe someone a treat that i promise. I am going to sms the person by tomorrow or else i would be so haunted. I wish he will accept it. Keke, food.... Who doesn't want it?
Thursday, November 25, 2004
What a bad day... Sick and braindead
Mood ::::
dead::::
Just came back from work as usual... no wait! today is the worse day of my life. Now as i am typing, i am sneezing profusely. I am so sick and my body can't take it. ( It's too used to been healthy). I can't believe 3 days of work and i am sneezing like this. No sooner i would be down with hyperthermia.
Had recovered from sore throat and now i am having ineffective airway clearance, BLOCKED NOSE and a runny nose. What's the meaning of this? Taking turns? One after another. I bet the next stop is another wave of dry cough.
I will not finish this entry if had to relate all that had happened to me today. It's too much to complain.
Good news...
We always start with the good news, had seen my results and i was pretty happy with it. Why do i need to pursue further? I have did my best. My friend got a distinction and i was jealous for a moment just now. This whole thing is so unfair, i can't choose my group members and group work helps alot in getting good marks. Some of my group members stink. 2 of 7 are slackers, 1 is a very and i mean 1 hour late comer.
This is so unfair. Why do i bother in the first place? In the long run, all i need to do is to be a good staff nurse and thats it. If i carry on somemore, this will never end .
Clean my hamster's cage. Har.. this seem stupid to you but it needs lots of morale to clean that dirty cage. What i mean is 75% of my time at home is at low morale. Lucky i had Bui Bui to boost me.
Signed up for OT( over time) today. Money !!! Yeah!!
Now for the bad news,
I was tortured at work from 4pm to 11pm. 7 hours, great scotts. Standing at a table and doing my work with a "robot". First of all i stupidly drank some leftover juice from the frige and had diarrhoea at home. From then i started having a cold.
The Air conditioning was turned up to the max today. About 10 degrees. I am at the table with stacks of undone handphones stood before me. There was a suction motor just 1.5 meters away from me. It was emiting wind, adding to the cold. For 7 hrs, i was suffering from these threats. My group leader (GL) whose name is Li ping, kept forcing me to do fast by scolding me, "hou xiang yao si bu huo de"(working like a zombie). One worse thing was my runny nose kept having mucus and my paper napkin supply ran out at the first hour.
SO JIA LAT (unlucky), i was like wishing someone would come over to rescue me from this. Yes, someone did! The time flew fast and i am safe at home already.
Heres a brief history of my working place now...
Not 9 months ago, i worked in a building called Tech-Point. It was meant for storing all the goods and be well ready for shipment. Life was simple and there wasn't any stress. All we did was changing the labels and slacking around.
At that point in time, i really thought my life was at its climax. The QA(quality assurer) was friendly, group leader(GL) was my friend. Everything that was out of the norm can be done, such as using the manual forklifter as a kickscooter for travelling in the warehouse and eating great food(KFC, Pizza Hut, Etc...), doing all the things that the QA does, having 1 hour breaks.
Doesn't that felt like heaven? happiness doesn't last forever.
Thinking back all these fond memories, I shall never say i am mistreated at work. Sometimes I really want to get back all these happy times but thing has change, we can't turn everything back.
With the scent still lingering in that building, I could feel my memories still alive and the joy is intense.
dead::::
Just came back from work as usual... no wait! today is the worse day of my life. Now as i am typing, i am sneezing profusely. I am so sick and my body can't take it. ( It's too used to been healthy). I can't believe 3 days of work and i am sneezing like this. No sooner i would be down with hyperthermia.
Had recovered from sore throat and now i am having ineffective airway clearance, BLOCKED NOSE and a runny nose. What's the meaning of this? Taking turns? One after another. I bet the next stop is another wave of dry cough.
I will not finish this entry if had to relate all that had happened to me today. It's too much to complain.
Good news...
We always start with the good news, had seen my results and i was pretty happy with it. Why do i need to pursue further? I have did my best. My friend got a distinction and i was jealous for a moment just now. This whole thing is so unfair, i can't choose my group members and group work helps alot in getting good marks. Some of my group members stink. 2 of 7 are slackers, 1 is a very and i mean 1 hour late comer.
This is so unfair. Why do i bother in the first place? In the long run, all i need to do is to be a good staff nurse and thats it. If i carry on somemore, this will never end .
Clean my hamster's cage. Har.. this seem stupid to you but it needs lots of morale to clean that dirty cage. What i mean is 75% of my time at home is at low morale. Lucky i had Bui Bui to boost me.
Signed up for OT( over time) today. Money !!! Yeah!!
Now for the bad news,
I was tortured at work from 4pm to 11pm. 7 hours, great scotts. Standing at a table and doing my work with a "robot". First of all i stupidly drank some leftover juice from the frige and had diarrhoea at home. From then i started having a cold.
The Air conditioning was turned up to the max today. About 10 degrees. I am at the table with stacks of undone handphones stood before me. There was a suction motor just 1.5 meters away from me. It was emiting wind, adding to the cold. For 7 hrs, i was suffering from these threats. My group leader (GL) whose name is Li ping, kept forcing me to do fast by scolding me, "hou xiang yao si bu huo de"(working like a zombie). One worse thing was my runny nose kept having mucus and my paper napkin supply ran out at the first hour.
SO JIA LAT (unlucky), i was like wishing someone would come over to rescue me from this. Yes, someone did! The time flew fast and i am safe at home already.
Heres a brief history of my working place now...
Not 9 months ago, i worked in a building called Tech-Point. It was meant for storing all the goods and be well ready for shipment. Life was simple and there wasn't any stress. All we did was changing the labels and slacking around.
At that point in time, i really thought my life was at its climax. The QA(quality assurer) was friendly, group leader(GL) was my friend. Everything that was out of the norm can be done, such as using the manual forklifter as a kickscooter for travelling in the warehouse and eating great food(KFC, Pizza Hut, Etc...), doing all the things that the QA does, having 1 hour breaks.
Doesn't that felt like heaven? happiness doesn't last forever.
Thinking back all these fond memories, I shall never say i am mistreated at work. Sometimes I really want to get back all these happy times but thing has change, we can't turn everything back.
With the scent still lingering in that building, I could feel my memories still alive and the joy is intense.
Tuesday, November 23, 2004
A change that is too much
First of all, the working place is not motorola!! It's at tech point, damn it man. That was the building of memories i wish not to be remembered. Though i had joy and laughter, i must put everything behind and look into the future.
Once i stepped into the building a wiff of familarity rise up into my nose. I thought it wasn't good to collaborate thoughts that aren't going to happen. Why am i always wanting to reignite all my past? I suck.
Things really change alot! A production line was divided into 2, now 1. I first started my new form of life by opening boxes. 3 people was opening boxes for a single line. Then i thought how i manage to fold boxes for 2 lines all by myself. Nobody call me a good box folder for nothing.
I think i shall stop here for now. My feet is aching.
Once i stepped into the building a wiff of familarity rise up into my nose. I thought it wasn't good to collaborate thoughts that aren't going to happen. Why am i always wanting to reignite all my past? I suck.
Things really change alot! A production line was divided into 2, now 1. I first started my new form of life by opening boxes. 3 people was opening boxes for a single line. Then i thought how i manage to fold boxes for 2 lines all by myself. Nobody call me a good box folder for nothing.
I think i shall stop here for now. My feet is aching.
Monday, November 22, 2004
Oh great! Now they are getting poor.
Just had an interview for motorola this afternoon. I went there with high hopes and dreams all planned up for myself. Wanting everything in life, nice clothes, a new mobile, a new life. I made up a dream entirely flawless and smooth-sailing. As you can see, i am a person full of fantasy, never putting reality into consideration. The consequences had such an impact on me when i first heard the news.
Wonder what happened at the interview? you're about to find out. After a great hearty meal at S11, the coffeeshop, i peered at my watch, "11.30am, hmm 30 more mins to the start of the interview". My friend and I decided to have a walk before heading down to the Van to fill up the form.
I thought that walk was the best of the day, there was so much hopes and estasy. The road to the van was the longest ever, from afar i could see a crowd of people gathering around the van that was suppose to be the beginning of a new life of temporary work.
My heart raced when i saw the fresh 'O' level leavers filling up the form even with their uniform. "why aren't they at home replenishing their energy". One of them was from a school that were a stone throw away from my house.
I've got the application form with the help of my friend. I hesitated several times while filling up the form.
Wonder what happened at the interview? you're about to find out. After a great hearty meal at S11, the coffeeshop, i peered at my watch, "11.30am, hmm 30 more mins to the start of the interview". My friend and I decided to have a walk before heading down to the Van to fill up the form.
I thought that walk was the best of the day, there was so much hopes and estasy. The road to the van was the longest ever, from afar i could see a crowd of people gathering around the van that was suppose to be the beginning of a new life of temporary work.
My heart raced when i saw the fresh 'O' level leavers filling up the form even with their uniform. "why aren't they at home replenishing their energy". One of them was from a school that were a stone throw away from my house.
I've got the application form with the help of my friend. I hesitated several times while filling up the form.
- the shift of work (Wasn't too difficult though, i've always wanted morning)
- the company i have been employed before. (There was a drip of sweat while filling this part, my friend told me to write the truth about the motorola employment, the reason was that it will increase the chance of getting the job)
- the education (i wanted them to believe i was going to work till june so that i could be hired, i was a big fat lie though)
That's all, it seems that all these information was very essential for the HR to consider everything. It was time.
It was time to hand up the form to the agent to get it endorse. I presented my IC, to him. He wasn't a stranger to me at all. I could recognized him from afar although he wasn't my agent last year. He had that street punk look, as what we call, "ah beng".
There was so much info that i couldn't take it:
"Now motorola is sub-contracted. There may not be many places for you. I would want to recomend you to seagate for a 12 hours/day job. Erm, sorry but you are still 17, they can only hire people 18 and above."
What is the meaning of only 18 and above? ain't this a practice of ageism? What matters is the actual age of the person's mentality. Ah, nevermind. I can let this go. However, there was one thing i was fully astounded by.
"the transport for motorola is out of contract. Only for seagate." He said firmly
I can't believe it! why must motorola do this. This was when i felt that my flawless plan had been wracked. The only company that have transport to the ground floor of my block. Haizz...Things do change for the worse. I didn't consider economy before making a dream. It's so heart-breaking to accept the facts.
I had enough of this horrible news, it had spoilt my day. I finished Harry Potter and the Goblet of fire after reading the second time. All the misunderstanding of the story was clear. I felt so sorry for cedric, handsome and kind people don't live long. Just a command of you-know-who's wand, you are dead."Avada kedavra " and the next minute you aren't breathing and dead without knowing anything.
Cedric was only trying to be noble to let Harry have the cup. If only harry was firmer abit and touch it himself and he won't be pulling cedric down with him. No one would had suppected mad -eye moody was a fraud. Crouch's son was a faithful death eater so loyal as to plan out everything so well. At first I thought Harry winning all the while was not part of the plan. What an irony. J.K rowling has live up to her name.
After i week of a good fantasy book, i was starting to have wierd dreams. 1 dream was about doing something out of good will and not by choice. I was helping someone against my benefit to make everyone happy. I hated these dreams, they seem so realistic.
Have to end this entry right here for now. Good luck everyone in NYP for the results on 25nov!!!
Saturday, November 20, 2004
The art of sipping cough mixtures
My elder brother just got a bad sore throat last week and he was rotting at home the entire week. Imgine his bacteria spreading in the house for like 5 days. In one minute a single bacteria can divide into 2, that makes it 14400 of his sore throat bacteria, streptococcus.
Now he's bacteria had spread to me causing me to be having this used-to-be smooth throat. Now overdosing myself with woods, the cough mixture. Some scientist found out that cough mixtures are addictive and does not do anything effective to your throat. It only gives you the temporary feeling of ease.
I used to be voiceless about 2 years ago where i can't even breath a single word from my voice box. From then i learn the art of eating cough mixtures that are made of peppermint. I know you won't believe there is such a thing called "the art of sipping cough mixtures".
You need a certain kind of skill used by your tongue to help you ease the sore feeling. If you want to know more? simply ask you tongue to answer your burning question.It all got to do with the effects of your tongue.
Now he's bacteria had spread to me causing me to be having this used-to-be smooth throat. Now overdosing myself with woods, the cough mixture. Some scientist found out that cough mixtures are addictive and does not do anything effective to your throat. It only gives you the temporary feeling of ease.
I used to be voiceless about 2 years ago where i can't even breath a single word from my voice box. From then i learn the art of eating cough mixtures that are made of peppermint. I know you won't believe there is such a thing called "the art of sipping cough mixtures".
You need a certain kind of skill used by your tongue to help you ease the sore feeling. If you want to know more? simply ask you tongue to answer your burning question.It all got to do with the effects of your tongue.
A=Pharynx
B=Uvula
C=tongue
D=tonsil
B=Uvula
C=tongue
D=tonsil
That the picture of your throat. while sipping the syrup. make sure that it touches A, B and D. swallow as slowing as you can. And the effect of you gluping down the syrup is different from this art of sipping cough mixtures
Well, i am glad i am going to work soon, or else i would be real sick.Being sick to some people is a blessing. To me, it's a dread! you can't eat fried, cold stuff. Why do we live? To enjoy it and not to be restricted by our illnesses.
Well, i am glad i am going to work soon, or else i would be real sick.Being sick to some people is a blessing. To me, it's a dread! you can't eat fried, cold stuff. Why do we live? To enjoy it and not to be restricted by our illnesses.
Thursday, November 18, 2004
I have finished watching Stairway to Heaven!
Erm.. Not really that fantastic as i expected. The ending was pathetic. Something made me change my mind on putting that C5 label on that drama. The piano piece was great. So i shall give it a B4. Monday is the day where i start working. Haizz, no more being a tai tai at home but there are still advantages.
I hate staying at home long enough for people to repeat everything to me. I just want people to tell me something new. My mom kept saying the same old thing that happen a year and a half ago. So boring. When she say i was so imatured not to listen to her like any idoit would be, i was silently furious. Why would anyone listen to her attentively after listening to the same old thing after 5 or 6 times? That person listening would be in the mental hospital by now, nodding his head madly.
"I think i got to find someone that will listen to me.", and "your elder brother is a MAN, at least he listens to me, this is called a listening ear" Once i listen to these sentences i could punch people.
I better get out of this house either by working or schooling or else i have to bear all these nagging. See what i mean, seeing her for 4 hours everyday ain't that bad. At least she won't start her nagging on me.
I hate staying at home long enough for people to repeat everything to me. I just want people to tell me something new. My mom kept saying the same old thing that happen a year and a half ago. So boring. When she say i was so imatured not to listen to her like any idoit would be, i was silently furious. Why would anyone listen to her attentively after listening to the same old thing after 5 or 6 times? That person listening would be in the mental hospital by now, nodding his head madly.
"I think i got to find someone that will listen to me.", and "your elder brother is a MAN, at least he listens to me, this is called a listening ear" Once i listen to these sentences i could punch people.
I better get out of this house either by working or schooling or else i have to bear all these nagging. See what i mean, seeing her for 4 hours everyday ain't that bad. At least she won't start her nagging on me.
Wednesday, November 17, 2004
Great! Now I am neglecting my journal
Just went playing around with photoshop after been influenced by my friend, jane. She sure knows about programming too, CSS, html.
Another trauma has relasped again!!! Imgine yourself lying on your cozy bed, tugged under your favourite blanket, ready to enter the first stage of non-rapid eye movement of sleep. Something was disturbing you right in the middle of the night where the lights were out and everything were splashed with black paint.
You learnt that something was tickling you under your blanket. You curiously picked up your tired hands and have a good look at that allergen. "Gasp!" A silent scream escaped your lips. You came out of my bed immediately. It was a shaped like a kite, the length of a normal toothpick. What was worse, it was crawling up towards your body., tickling every portion of your tiny hair
You flicked it twice and it was still stuck to my hand. It started crawling faster and faster. Without thinking, you used the other hand and sweep it away from your side.
That was what happened to me that night on Tuesday. It didn't just happened the first time but twice. I reckon the THING must be some kind of a kroach.
Another trauma has relasped again!!! Imgine yourself lying on your cozy bed, tugged under your favourite blanket, ready to enter the first stage of non-rapid eye movement of sleep. Something was disturbing you right in the middle of the night where the lights were out and everything were splashed with black paint.
You learnt that something was tickling you under your blanket. You curiously picked up your tired hands and have a good look at that allergen. "Gasp!" A silent scream escaped your lips. You came out of my bed immediately. It was a shaped like a kite, the length of a normal toothpick. What was worse, it was crawling up towards your body., tickling every portion of your tiny hair
You flicked it twice and it was still stuck to my hand. It started crawling faster and faster. Without thinking, you used the other hand and sweep it away from your side.
That was what happened to me that night on Tuesday. It didn't just happened the first time but twice. I reckon the THING must be some kind of a kroach.
Monday, November 15, 2004
My wishlist is published!
Great scotts! what a long list of things to do this holiday, too long to be done right away. This morning was weird, my dream hint to me what shift i should apply for motorola. It suggest that i should take the afternoon shift. But i need to attend my friend's chalet on the following thursday. so i think morning is still the best.
Do you think i am dream orientated? Yes, i am. Everything i do is directed by my dreams, my career, my looks (not quite). Many other people's doings are directed by money, such as wanting a rich spouse, a high status. It's about time you think what are you motivated by?
I am one-third way through Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The part where hermione founded S.P.E.W(society for the protection of elfish welfare). I nearly laughed until my heart content. I can't believe a fifteen-year-old has such complex thinking.
when Ronald weasley asked, "how many members are there?" Her reply is so naive as in to have only 3, that includes harry and ron. I remembered later on in the story, hermione went into the extreme to knit clothes for these house elses for freedom. But all was wasted. The house elves felt very rediculus. They liked slavery, they don't want any freedom.
Gosh, I feel that i have been thinking twice before typing my words in the chat conversation. My mom lectured me about speaking well with people. Not to insult people and think about what is the purpose of the conversation. This isn't healthy for me. My freedom of speech is gone, i am so tied down with ethics. This make me feel like i have no personality.
Alright, now approaching the end of stairway to heaven series. Not as fanastic as i had imagined. From episodes 10-16 (which i at now) are so boring. I think at this stage, the writer was losing steam. The episodes of 1 to 9 rocks. Always wanted it to be suprising and less of the sad parts like jin su having her tumor in the eye. I hope 17 to 20 would be able to bring up it's name as to be the best series after winter sonata.
do you know why i said that? no tear was shred from 10 onwards, i was sitting on my crouch moaning for a change of atmosphere. I really hope that Jin su gets to be with chen jun at the last moment, or else i would give this entire series a C5.
I bet i could be a better writer than Park Hye Kyung. The story doesn't hold the viewer well enough. It deteriorates by the episodes. Every viewer like me wants something that will make me want to go on and on. But he fails to be a good screen writer.
Look what i found in the net:
the producers are selling this necklece. Cool!!
Do you think i am dream orientated? Yes, i am. Everything i do is directed by my dreams, my career, my looks (not quite). Many other people's doings are directed by money, such as wanting a rich spouse, a high status. It's about time you think what are you motivated by?
I am one-third way through Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. The part where hermione founded S.P.E.W(society for the protection of elfish welfare). I nearly laughed until my heart content. I can't believe a fifteen-year-old has such complex thinking.
when Ronald weasley asked, "how many members are there?" Her reply is so naive as in to have only 3, that includes harry and ron. I remembered later on in the story, hermione went into the extreme to knit clothes for these house elses for freedom. But all was wasted. The house elves felt very rediculus. They liked slavery, they don't want any freedom.
Gosh, I feel that i have been thinking twice before typing my words in the chat conversation. My mom lectured me about speaking well with people. Not to insult people and think about what is the purpose of the conversation. This isn't healthy for me. My freedom of speech is gone, i am so tied down with ethics. This make me feel like i have no personality.
Alright, now approaching the end of stairway to heaven series. Not as fanastic as i had imagined. From episodes 10-16 (which i at now) are so boring. I think at this stage, the writer was losing steam. The episodes of 1 to 9 rocks. Always wanted it to be suprising and less of the sad parts like jin su having her tumor in the eye. I hope 17 to 20 would be able to bring up it's name as to be the best series after winter sonata.
do you know why i said that? no tear was shred from 10 onwards, i was sitting on my crouch moaning for a change of atmosphere. I really hope that Jin su gets to be with chen jun at the last moment, or else i would give this entire series a C5.
I bet i could be a better writer than Park Hye Kyung. The story doesn't hold the viewer well enough. It deteriorates by the episodes. Every viewer like me wants something that will make me want to go on and on. But he fails to be a good screen writer.
Look what i found in the net:
the producers are selling this necklece. Cool!!
Saturday, November 13, 2004
A Saturday wasted....
Mood :::: 
bored::::::
I suddenly realized the regrets I have for the year once I think about it. First of all I regretted not doing more OTs for the last Christmas at my ever first working life; Motorola. Secondly, I gravely regret leaving my first every company that had the most pay and the most wonderful people.
My first day of work at Motorola was like the first day I started walking independently on my 2 feet. I could see a different perspective from what I have imagine. It's was like a totally a new experience.
A place where nobody knows you at all.Do you know what this meant to me? They treat you like a new person. Nobody knows your history such as being hostile or unfriendly. I've always wanted a life like that.
I have decided already, on 22 nov 2004 i would be at yio chu kang MRT station getting my interview. My wish list is still processing. Everything in that list shall come true.
bored::::::
I suddenly realized the regrets I have for the year once I think about it. First of all I regretted not doing more OTs for the last Christmas at my ever first working life; Motorola. Secondly, I gravely regret leaving my first every company that had the most pay and the most wonderful people.
My first day of work at Motorola was like the first day I started walking independently on my 2 feet. I could see a different perspective from what I have imagine. It's was like a totally a new experience.
A place where nobody knows you at all.Do you know what this meant to me? They treat you like a new person. Nobody knows your history such as being hostile or unfriendly. I've always wanted a life like that.
I have decided already, on 22 nov 2004 i would be at yio chu kang MRT station getting my interview. My wish list is still processing. Everything in that list shall come true.
Thursday, November 11, 2004
Happy Deepavali
Mood:::
having my DMS*: moody:::::::
*DMS:during menstrual syndrome
I am really moody today, so dun you make me mad cause the heat is up. Those cramps are killing me. What's worse is that the panadol i have at home doesn't work! There is still pain. Lucky this one is slightly irritating.
The worst cramp i ever had in my life was during my father's last day of his wake. The pain was touching my pelvic bone, it felt like crushing everything together. I really felt like collasping onto the floor of the void deck and scream, " oh please somebody, help me!"
Today felt like chinese new year as i was going from one house to another. There was this family that i went that i was not really familiar with the blood ties. My grandfather's brother's son's family. The son is now deceased, almost 75+ if he was still alive. I find the relationship really odd. That means this 75 year old man is my mom's cousin. And my mom is only 45+ years old.
Once i think about it, i get a bad headache. Speaking of headaches, research says that headaches/ migranes are the most common pain in humans. I find that cramps are more appropriate. it happens almost every month.
I'm getting out of point again. That family just had a near-to-a-month old baby. She's so innocent and cute. To think i used to look like that when i was young. The feeling is when everyone treats you equally, they do not think about how you are gona feel if I hold you. That's because i know you won't make a fuss out of it. As you grow older, people start to put consequences when they approach you. Like, " will this girl scold me if i talk to her". This type of thoughts are always drilled in their minds.
before i go on i would like to show to something:
How you react when you see a baby
and an
ugly girl. Think about how you judge these people?
Everyone has a self-fulling stereotype mindset in them. Appearances determines their stereotype. If you're ugly, people put you a reserve and unfriendly stereotype on you. If you are pretty, they see you as warm hearted and caring.
Being a newborn baby is the best, people can't see whether you are ugly/ pretty, etc. So they treat you like any other baby in the world unlike a person that has develop in character and appearance.
I admit, i practise this unfair justice of a good person and a bad person although i am not so well to do. Sometimes, i wish i get hit by a car and washed away my brain cells that kept this mindset.
Let carry on my day, then i went to my aunt's condominum that was located at tanah merah(that is so far!) Alright, i will stop whining from now on. They had all the facilities; gym, tennis court, nearby market, swimming pool, etc. A designer's apartment, kids to fill up their loneliness. Being rich ain't good. I can hear you saying that I am crazy in your head.
Let me explain you my reason. What does being rich mean? more responsiblities at taking care of your children and your priced possession. One day, someone who is an innovator that disagrees following the means of obtain money by working hard would come and kidnap your children and ask for a ransom or even finding out a way to get into your treasury.
That status of "being rich" is so hard to maintain. Has anyone played The simciy 4? Rich people in my city have a very hard time maintaining their status. I see the middle and lower class almost occupying everywhere in my city.
There is this big thing call TAX. Richer people have to pay more tax than the poorer people, which means poorer people have more money in percentage than rich people. Do you get wad i mean? I mean rich people must had stress alot at work just to maintain their status. And nobody likes stress.
Alright i have explain my point. My cousins at 4 and 5 are enjoying the life's of the rich. Having an education at $580 per month. i was catching my breath at the moment i heard the numerals said. What is it like to be richie rich? PROBLEMS and more complicated problems. I think i prefer being the middle class.
having my DMS*: moody:::::::
*DMS:during menstrual syndrome
I am really moody today, so dun you make me mad cause the heat is up. Those cramps are killing me. What's worse is that the panadol i have at home doesn't work! There is still pain. Lucky this one is slightly irritating.
The worst cramp i ever had in my life was during my father's last day of his wake. The pain was touching my pelvic bone, it felt like crushing everything together. I really felt like collasping onto the floor of the void deck and scream, " oh please somebody, help me!"
Today felt like chinese new year as i was going from one house to another. There was this family that i went that i was not really familiar with the blood ties. My grandfather's brother's son's family. The son is now deceased, almost 75+ if he was still alive. I find the relationship really odd. That means this 75 year old man is my mom's cousin. And my mom is only 45+ years old.
Once i think about it, i get a bad headache. Speaking of headaches, research says that headaches/ migranes are the most common pain in humans. I find that cramps are more appropriate. it happens almost every month.
I'm getting out of point again. That family just had a near-to-a-month old baby. She's so innocent and cute. To think i used to look like that when i was young. The feeling is when everyone treats you equally, they do not think about how you are gona feel if I hold you. That's because i know you won't make a fuss out of it. As you grow older, people start to put consequences when they approach you. Like, " will this girl scold me if i talk to her". This type of thoughts are always drilled in their minds.
before i go on i would like to show to something:
How you react when you see a baby
and an
ugly girl. Think about how you judge these people?
Everyone has a self-fulling stereotype mindset in them. Appearances determines their stereotype. If you're ugly, people put you a reserve and unfriendly stereotype on you. If you are pretty, they see you as warm hearted and caring.
Being a newborn baby is the best, people can't see whether you are ugly/ pretty, etc. So they treat you like any other baby in the world unlike a person that has develop in character and appearance.
I admit, i practise this unfair justice of a good person and a bad person although i am not so well to do. Sometimes, i wish i get hit by a car and washed away my brain cells that kept this mindset.
Let carry on my day, then i went to my aunt's condominum that was located at tanah merah(that is so far!) Alright, i will stop whining from now on. They had all the facilities; gym, tennis court, nearby market, swimming pool, etc. A designer's apartment, kids to fill up their loneliness. Being rich ain't good. I can hear you saying that I am crazy in your head.
Let me explain you my reason. What does being rich mean? more responsiblities at taking care of your children and your priced possession. One day, someone who is an innovator that disagrees following the means of obtain money by working hard would come and kidnap your children and ask for a ransom or even finding out a way to get into your treasury.
That status of "being rich" is so hard to maintain. Has anyone played The simciy 4? Rich people in my city have a very hard time maintaining their status. I see the middle and lower class almost occupying everywhere in my city.
There is this big thing call TAX. Richer people have to pay more tax than the poorer people, which means poorer people have more money in percentage than rich people. Do you get wad i mean? I mean rich people must had stress alot at work just to maintain their status. And nobody likes stress.
Alright i have explain my point. My cousins at 4 and 5 are enjoying the life's of the rich. Having an education at $580 per month. i was catching my breath at the moment i heard the numerals said. What is it like to be richie rich? PROBLEMS and more complicated problems. I think i prefer being the middle class.
Wednesday, November 10, 2004
A new hair cut!
I just got a new hair cut yesterday, and it was so short. I couldn't believe the hairdresser's level of understanding was so bad. i told her that most of my hair should mere touch my shoulders and her first snip was so short!
There was an middle age woman that was has finished my friend's hair and came over to finish up my hairdresser's work said the phase that nobody and i mean nobody has ever said it before, "Your hair is oily" in mandarin. I just had my hair washed by my hairdresser and she said it was oily. what is the meaning of this?
I even thought my hair was the most well-balanced in sebrum. I reckon she was just jealous of my silky hair.
Just watched shark tale yesterday, not as what i had expected but I like the way those shrimps acted. They sounded like someone who just got castrated. I was so pissed off while watching the movie. Wanna know why? just when i thought buying something different as popcorn , why can't i eat other food than popcorn? She even took away my water supply, not even water is allowed? Crazy bitch!
I hid my food in my bag, pass through the gates. 10 mins into the show, a company "spy" came over to look across our shoulders to see what we were eating in the dark. This is crazy, have anyone teach them some manners about privacy.
Why ain't water bottles allowed in the cinema? What if i am a diabetic, a renal failure patient? Am i forced to buy Coca Cola, sprite, ice lemon tea to the cinema? I can't understand this type of small thing is not allowed.
It's ok for me but the rules of the company stinks. I just finished watching Stairway to heaven episodes 11 and 12 today. At this pointed of the show, i feel that it was still the beginning, and Jin shu has a long way to the top. look at this pic:
There was an middle age woman that was has finished my friend's hair and came over to finish up my hairdresser's work said the phase that nobody and i mean nobody has ever said it before, "Your hair is oily" in mandarin. I just had my hair washed by my hairdresser and she said it was oily. what is the meaning of this?
I even thought my hair was the most well-balanced in sebrum. I reckon she was just jealous of my silky hair.
Just watched shark tale yesterday, not as what i had expected but I like the way those shrimps acted. They sounded like someone who just got castrated. I was so pissed off while watching the movie. Wanna know why? just when i thought buying something different as popcorn , why can't i eat other food than popcorn? She even took away my water supply, not even water is allowed? Crazy bitch!
I hid my food in my bag, pass through the gates. 10 mins into the show, a company "spy" came over to look across our shoulders to see what we were eating in the dark. This is crazy, have anyone teach them some manners about privacy.
Why ain't water bottles allowed in the cinema? What if i am a diabetic, a renal failure patient? Am i forced to buy Coca Cola, sprite, ice lemon tea to the cinema? I can't understand this type of small thing is not allowed.
It's ok for me but the rules of the company stinks. I just finished watching Stairway to heaven episodes 11 and 12 today. At this pointed of the show, i feel that it was still the beginning, and Jin shu has a long way to the top. look at this pic:
The men in black
The asian style
What is their next move?
The asian style
What is their next move?
I feel that this is a well taken pic. don't you think so?
Monday, November 08, 2004
City hall? Raffle's Place?
Mood::::
Exhausted terribly::::
I admit that I am a country bumpkin, always staying at home all the time. Not street wise, easily lost in the concrete jungle. Please spare that laughter of yours after reading this blog so that I won't be sneezing my nose away.
It's my luck that the power supply was cut from 8.30am to 3.00pm. The weather was humid and scorching, I first move was to switch on the electrical fan. Oh shit! Why now? The fan blades just stood stationary before me triggering my anger. An alternative way was to go some where else to get my sweat evaporated. Ah.. The library.
Just paid $21 for National library's premium membership just for the sake of the music scores that used to be free. The one and only place that has music scores is the library at esplanade. How special! For a girl who rarely has the time and $$ to go to the city, would obiviously treat the city like a foreign land.
Want to know when was the last time i went to the esplanade? the week that esplanade was offically open, which was somewhat 2 years ago? The most significant memory i had was i went there with my dad, who used to be always there to protect me when the night falls. The feeling of being protected was a sense of indirect love from my dad.
So here is where you can laugh about me till your hearts contents. The night before, i asked my mom which MRT station the esplanade was located, "raffle's place" was her reply. Today, i took a train from Yishun to raffle's place which was about 35 min.
There was a strange wind of stupidity gushing through my face. My doubt told me it was city hall, and so i went back a station to city hall. at the moment, eyes were darting from side to side for the damn word, " esplanade". i called my elder brother to comfirm.
"Err Kor (i dun use this to call him but this is to protect his privacy), which station is the esplanade one ar?" I do sound cute on the phone though.
"Raffle's place la." the background always sounded muffled,
"raffle's city?" I spurt that for my unconcious mind.
" Raffle's place la" he insisted
"Sure anot?" i think i ask him this question 3 times before going back to that darned place
"tham ma de. of course la! bye" I will always remember him scolding me that for nothing.
Once i got out from the gates of raffle's city once again, my phone rang.
"hey, sorry sorry, i think city hall faster." I became silent for the moment and nearly cried.
dun you think this is stupid? fortunately my EZ-link was on conceshion or i would strangle my bro to death. Dun you think i am too gullible? I trust people too much and this is bad.
Exhausted terribly::::
I admit that I am a country bumpkin, always staying at home all the time. Not street wise, easily lost in the concrete jungle. Please spare that laughter of yours after reading this blog so that I won't be sneezing my nose away.
It's my luck that the power supply was cut from 8.30am to 3.00pm. The weather was humid and scorching, I first move was to switch on the electrical fan. Oh shit! Why now? The fan blades just stood stationary before me triggering my anger. An alternative way was to go some where else to get my sweat evaporated. Ah.. The library.
Just paid $21 for National library's premium membership just for the sake of the music scores that used to be free. The one and only place that has music scores is the library at esplanade. How special! For a girl who rarely has the time and $$ to go to the city, would obiviously treat the city like a foreign land.
Want to know when was the last time i went to the esplanade? the week that esplanade was offically open, which was somewhat 2 years ago? The most significant memory i had was i went there with my dad, who used to be always there to protect me when the night falls. The feeling of being protected was a sense of indirect love from my dad.
So here is where you can laugh about me till your hearts contents. The night before, i asked my mom which MRT station the esplanade was located, "raffle's place" was her reply. Today, i took a train from Yishun to raffle's place which was about 35 min.
There was a strange wind of stupidity gushing through my face. My doubt told me it was city hall, and so i went back a station to city hall. at the moment, eyes were darting from side to side for the damn word, " esplanade". i called my elder brother to comfirm.
"Err Kor (i dun use this to call him but this is to protect his privacy), which station is the esplanade one ar?" I do sound cute on the phone though.
"Raffle's place la." the background always sounded muffled,
"raffle's city?" I spurt that for my unconcious mind.
" Raffle's place la" he insisted
"Sure anot?" i think i ask him this question 3 times before going back to that darned place
"tham ma de. of course la! bye" I will always remember him scolding me that for nothing.
Once i got out from the gates of raffle's city once again, my phone rang.
"hey, sorry sorry, i think city hall faster." I became silent for the moment and nearly cried.
dun you think this is stupid? fortunately my EZ-link was on conceshion or i would strangle my bro to death. Dun you think i am too gullible? I trust people too much and this is bad.
Sunday, November 07, 2004
Stairway to heaven was great.
|mood| ::::
madly influenced by love::::
Apparently, i am not suppose to grade my korean series without watching the whole thing. Now i had finished 7 discs out of 20 and still find it worth the money. I guess i have not much experience on korean series.
At this point of the series, i can feel the pain for the handsome, rich, powerful and of course full of tricks guy. When he cries, i can feel his tear drops flowing down my face. My god, i am so badly influenced by him. i hope my choices ain't carried out by my emotional unstablity in future.
Now i know why i can't be a fair judge; i am too self-centred. When i think of people's feelings, i am actually thinking about myself having the feeling and not puting other people's character into consideration.
lets put this into an example, I was thinking about my china classmates who are taking the biology paper in english. During the paper, i thought in my mind, how would they do the questions if the standard of english used in the paper is too difficult for them. After the paper, i reconsidered that and found that i was using myself as an example that i am so useless in chinese and even with 12 years of chinese education i won't be able to answer any of the biological question if they were translated to chinese. I did not consider what their level of english was, which proof to be a self-centred thought.
I know that example is really hard to understand but to put it short, i am selfish.
Here is the verdict for starway to heaven at the moment. Before i know the revolution of the story, i have to judge the body of the story to be fair.
storyline: 8/10, i thought the storyline at the moment was getting to somewhere and the writer knows how to make the playtime longer without repeating flashbacks. Able to use of silence at the right moment, nothing is left out suspicious of the viewer.
entertainment: 9/10, plenty of funny scenes where i can't stop laughing, main actor was good at making me amused at how he win the actress's heart, (although he hadn't)
music: 3/10, totally sucked. the purcussioning sounded like a rock band and in each episode, it was played 3 times. Singing of the song wasn't fantastic
replay value: 7/10, great scenes that are worth watching again
romance power: 9/10, insanely touching for me
36/50 wow, not bad. an A2.
Alright, doing this kept me away from reality. I did alot of socialising today,at my aunt's 2 storey semi-detached. The people there still remembers me after 3 weeks. I am glad i will be able to celebrate Chinese New Year again next year. After the death of my father, i was force to stay on low profile on CNY this year. It felt like being lonely again.
Think of chinese's wonderful delicacies:
shark fin soup (i didn't get to eat this year
)
Bah Qua
steam boat
I know there is more but i think i can't eat those because i have seafood allergy. I love prawns noodle soup and the worse thing is i can't eat it. Life sucks.
madly influenced by love::::
Apparently, i am not suppose to grade my korean series without watching the whole thing. Now i had finished 7 discs out of 20 and still find it worth the money. I guess i have not much experience on korean series.
At this point of the series, i can feel the pain for the handsome, rich, powerful and of course full of tricks guy. When he cries, i can feel his tear drops flowing down my face. My god, i am so badly influenced by him. i hope my choices ain't carried out by my emotional unstablity in future.
Now i know why i can't be a fair judge; i am too self-centred. When i think of people's feelings, i am actually thinking about myself having the feeling and not puting other people's character into consideration.
lets put this into an example, I was thinking about my china classmates who are taking the biology paper in english. During the paper, i thought in my mind, how would they do the questions if the standard of english used in the paper is too difficult for them. After the paper, i reconsidered that and found that i was using myself as an example that i am so useless in chinese and even with 12 years of chinese education i won't be able to answer any of the biological question if they were translated to chinese. I did not consider what their level of english was, which proof to be a self-centred thought.
I know that example is really hard to understand but to put it short, i am selfish.
Here is the verdict for starway to heaven at the moment. Before i know the revolution of the story, i have to judge the body of the story to be fair.
storyline: 8/10, i thought the storyline at the moment was getting to somewhere and the writer knows how to make the playtime longer without repeating flashbacks. Able to use of silence at the right moment, nothing is left out suspicious of the viewer.
entertainment: 9/10, plenty of funny scenes where i can't stop laughing, main actor was good at making me amused at how he win the actress's heart, (although he hadn't)
music: 3/10, totally sucked. the purcussioning sounded like a rock band and in each episode, it was played 3 times. Singing of the song wasn't fantastic
replay value: 7/10, great scenes that are worth watching again
romance power: 9/10, insanely touching for me
36/50 wow, not bad. an A2.
Alright, doing this kept me away from reality. I did alot of socialising today,at my aunt's 2 storey semi-detached. The people there still remembers me after 3 weeks. I am glad i will be able to celebrate Chinese New Year again next year. After the death of my father, i was force to stay on low profile on CNY this year. It felt like being lonely again.
Think of chinese's wonderful delicacies:
shark fin soup (i didn't get to eat this year
)
Bah Qua
steam boat
I know there is more but i think i can't eat those because i have seafood allergy. I love prawns noodle soup and the worse thing is i can't eat it. Life sucks.
Saturday, November 06, 2004
Finally! i can reach the "Blog creating" page
Blogger is getting screwy and i was so angry when the page can't load and this error kept appearing, "internal error, contact technical support!" At the moment, i was losing my temper and all my id wanted to do is to wrack my monitor screen.
ok.. then i went back to play The SIMS2, wanting to forget everything. Those of you who have not played the SIMS 2, you are missing out alot. Great new features and amazingly better AI. However, EA games still have room for improvement. Wanna see some pictures i took for my sims? here they are:
Why would a person be talking about ghost while eating her dinner?
Why would a weak old grandmother be jumping on the sofa? Trapie is just too excited about this new sofa i bought for her.
Sims can get trashed out from their homes? oh my god, you gotta pay your instalments regularly!
Oh dear, i did something bad today to my sims, i made a female flirt another female sim and her husband felt cheated. Then, my evil side told me to click on the break up option.
ok.. then i went back to play The SIMS2, wanting to forget everything. Those of you who have not played the SIMS 2, you are missing out alot. Great new features and amazingly better AI. However, EA games still have room for improvement. Wanna see some pictures i took for my sims? here they are:
Some of THE SIMS 2 Mysteries
Why would a person be talking about ghost while eating her dinner?
Why would a weak old grandmother be jumping on the sofa? Trapie is just too excited about this new sofa i bought for her.
Sims can get trashed out from their homes? oh my god, you gotta pay your instalments regularly!
Oh dear, i did something bad today to my sims, i made a female flirt another female sim and her husband felt cheated. Then, my evil side told me to click on the break up option.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
WOoHOoo. The E-X-A-Ms are over!
After a vigorous use of my short termed memory, I finally get to rest it for good. Just had my psychology exam last morning at 8.30 am and it was great. All I did was to memorize the definitions and phew, those i had memorized wasn't gone to waste. Here's one tip for those of ya who have difficulty memorising multiple definitions.
TIP: Remember a typical game show, they usually use cards to ask questions. use one side of the card to be the question and the other to be the answer. Let say you need to get the definition of operant conditioning by next morning. Then you write at one side, "what is operant conditioning?" and the other side, "it is learning the relationships between the behaviour and consequences". do this for many other definitions and shuffle it to test yourself.
To think i studied psychology for only one night. So if you are one of those procastinators that leave everything to the last minute, try this method. If I can do it in one night, so can you. Hey, starting a book on helping people who procastinate dun seem quite far away.
Right after the examination, i didn't went home to have a nap marathon( which I would probably do) but i ran back just ta play with my elder brother War Craft 3: the frozen throne. That was damn fun. I am a stradegy game lamer, so never to ask me to play with you a multiplayer match. Try if i could, the opposite player always get mad while playing with me. I can't help it.I am lucky to have a tolerant brother.
Then, when it was 2 pm, ahh... i didn't sleep, i went down to seng kang to assist my friend in her math. At the same time, indulge myself with a bowl of You mian, home made noodles at hougang mall. I couldn't believe i went all the way just to eat that well made noodles. i bet it was my ulmost desire to eat that bowl of noodles right after the exams.
After having a weird craze on Korean drama, I bought a box of Korean drama series without considering the reviews by people. I search the web for reviews and all of them pinot the negative way. Damn! I bought it because it's got my favourite actress, Choi Ji Woo inside. At some angles she's pretty and at some angles she's not. Cool isn't it?
TIP: Remember a typical game show, they usually use cards to ask questions. use one side of the card to be the question and the other to be the answer. Let say you need to get the definition of operant conditioning by next morning. Then you write at one side, "what is operant conditioning?" and the other side, "it is learning the relationships between the behaviour and consequences". do this for many other definitions and shuffle it to test yourself.
To think i studied psychology for only one night. So if you are one of those procastinators that leave everything to the last minute, try this method. If I can do it in one night, so can you. Hey, starting a book on helping people who procastinate dun seem quite far away.
Right after the examination, i didn't went home to have a nap marathon( which I would probably do) but i ran back just ta play with my elder brother War Craft 3: the frozen throne. That was damn fun. I am a stradegy game lamer, so never to ask me to play with you a multiplayer match. Try if i could, the opposite player always get mad while playing with me. I can't help it.I am lucky to have a tolerant brother.
Then, when it was 2 pm, ahh... i didn't sleep, i went down to seng kang to assist my friend in her math. At the same time, indulge myself with a bowl of You mian, home made noodles at hougang mall. I couldn't believe i went all the way just to eat that well made noodles. i bet it was my ulmost desire to eat that bowl of noodles right after the exams.
After having a weird craze on Korean drama, I bought a box of Korean drama series without considering the reviews by people. I search the web for reviews and all of them pinot the negative way. Damn! I bought it because it's got my favourite actress, Choi Ji Woo inside. At some angles she's pretty and at some angles she's not. Cool isn't it?
Stairway to Heaven
The box i had didn't looked like that but who cares. Just started watching the first disc and i shed my first tear. First disc and the first tear. I am really emotionally unstable and if anybody breaks up a relationship with me, the first move is to cry and stab myself. That's why I am still around. I have never went through a relationship before.
Although my first trauma was my deceased father, my body is still intact. Don't say that i have very little bonding with him as the truth is the totally the opposite. After one year of his death which is 8-7-2003, i was still crying at upon his aniversary.
alright, i think i am getting out of point. what matters is that i had a sleep marathon this afternoon. From 1 pm to 5pm. What a great day i had.
I am in the process of creating a wish list for my blog, so please come back for more updates
Monday, November 01, 2004
God damn this guy: Mr Took/ Ah hao.
This guy is such a sissy... take a look at this article
my precious!
Although i am not a hard core fan of The lord of the Rings, i wished to watch the very last episode of the trilogy. Gotta ask from my friends for the VCD. Back to the poor girl, i am expressing my sympathy to the people out there who had the hopes of finding her. And one more thing, this Ah hao also stripped her naked when she was put in a box. What the hack! going to heaven naked is so embarrassing. Argghh. Mr took you suck!!
Ah hem... the power of mass media. It shapes the society. To think this man was said to be afraid of killing by his wife a few days back. How ironical.
enough of this tragic news. Sooner or later i would be crying.
About the Biology paper i took today, i was at the highest point of happiness when i saw the short answer questions(SAQs) being so easy. I even did the SAQs first. When i started my 90 MCQs, it was a horror. The setter had a way of setting a paper by rephasing all the options, making you feel really unsure about what to choose. about 1/4 of the 90MCQs i got wrong. I knew this when i discussed the answers with Jane. Jane and I was exchanging Arrghhs and shits when we looked at our lecture notes.
Body of missing China girl found; Malaysian prime suspect
THE search for missing eight-year-old Huang Na drew to a close on Sunday in the worst possible way: Her naked body was found badly-decomposed, unrecognisable and stuffed into a box less than half her size.
The box was found in dense undergrowth at Telok Blangah Hill Park on Sunday morning, just hours after Penang-born Took Leng How, 22, had been questioned by police.
Mr Took, who fled across the Causeway on Oct 21 after Singapore police had interviewed him twice, surrendered to Malaysian police on Saturday and was brought here. He has been arrested for murder.
The search ended three weeks to the day that Huang Na, a China national, disappeared on Oct 10, sparking the biggest hunt for a missing person here in five years.
Her body was crammed into a brown cardboard box measuring 50cm by 40cm by 30cm. Huang Na was 1.2m-tall, so her assailant had forced her into what pathologists described as a 'crouching position'.
The girl's clothes - she was last seen wearing a long-sleeved blue denim jacket and bermudas - were nowhere to be found.
The box had been sealed with masking tape, but the odour that emanated from it left police investigators, who combed the area for about half an hour before finding it, with little doubt as to its contents.
When pathologists opened the box at the mortuary, they found that Huang Na's body was so badly decomposed that it could initially be identified only as belonging to a 'young girl with long hair'.
Because of its state, there was also no way to immediately identify any wounds, or whether there were any signs of sexual assault.
Police said further forensic tests would be conducted to confirm that it was Huang Na, although they added that it was very likely to be the Jin Tai Primary School pupil.
The girl was also visually identified by her mother, Madam Huang Shuying, 27, a China national who works here as a vegetable stall assistant. Her grief-filled wails filled the mortuary as she confirmed the find and she had to be helped out of the area by friends.
The box was found in dense undergrowth at Telok Blangah Hill Park on Sunday morning, just hours after Penang-born Took Leng How, 22, had been questioned by police.
Mr Took, who fled across the Causeway on Oct 21 after Singapore police had interviewed him twice, surrendered to Malaysian police on Saturday and was brought here. He has been arrested for murder.
The search ended three weeks to the day that Huang Na, a China national, disappeared on Oct 10, sparking the biggest hunt for a missing person here in five years.
Her body was crammed into a brown cardboard box measuring 50cm by 40cm by 30cm. Huang Na was 1.2m-tall, so her assailant had forced her into what pathologists described as a 'crouching position'.
The girl's clothes - she was last seen wearing a long-sleeved blue denim jacket and bermudas - were nowhere to be found.
The box had been sealed with masking tape, but the odour that emanated from it left police investigators, who combed the area for about half an hour before finding it, with little doubt as to its contents.
When pathologists opened the box at the mortuary, they found that Huang Na's body was so badly decomposed that it could initially be identified only as belonging to a 'young girl with long hair'.
Because of its state, there was also no way to immediately identify any wounds, or whether there were any signs of sexual assault.
Police said further forensic tests would be conducted to confirm that it was Huang Na, although they added that it was very likely to be the Jin Tai Primary School pupil.
The girl was also visually identified by her mother, Madam Huang Shuying, 27, a China national who works here as a vegetable stall assistant. Her grief-filled wails filled the mortuary as she confirmed the find and she had to be helped out of the area by friends.
Imagine: someone asking you to crouch in a box just because he wants to throw you away. If that girl was to be a ghost, i am sure she would revenage this guy by forcing him to crouch for the rest of his life. And no sooner he could be a Gollum:
my precious!
Although i am not a hard core fan of The lord of the Rings, i wished to watch the very last episode of the trilogy. Gotta ask from my friends for the VCD. Back to the poor girl, i am expressing my sympathy to the people out there who had the hopes of finding her. And one more thing, this Ah hao also stripped her naked when she was put in a box. What the hack! going to heaven naked is so embarrassing. Argghh. Mr took you suck!!
Ah hem... the power of mass media. It shapes the society. To think this man was said to be afraid of killing by his wife a few days back. How ironical.
enough of this tragic news. Sooner or later i would be crying.
About the Biology paper i took today, i was at the highest point of happiness when i saw the short answer questions(SAQs) being so easy. I even did the SAQs first. When i started my 90 MCQs, it was a horror. The setter had a way of setting a paper by rephasing all the options, making you feel really unsure about what to choose. about 1/4 of the 90MCQs i got wrong. I knew this when i discussed the answers with Jane. Jane and I was exchanging Arrghhs and shits when we looked at our lecture notes.
Saturday, October 30, 2004
Hey I noticed something...
I have lost all my factual memory I learnt in secondary school oh no....Counting down, it's 10months after graduation (which wasn't really a memorable day) I had lost everything that includes my elementary and additional mathematics skills, my chemistry and physics. These were the subjects that I taken so much time in studying and nothing had retained in my memory.
It's always a pain to remember all the facts that i should have known!
this is how I really looked like
So what I am making a point here is that, what I learnt in secondary school usually goes to waste if I dun use it. I bet my teachers are having a poor appetite now. I kept returning my knowledge back to them. I feel such a shame. Especially my Chinese and English languages.
The only subject that survives in my brain is my Biology.
It's always a pain to remember all the facts that i should have known!
this is how I really looked like
with that jia lat look, "what is it? What?"
So what I am making a point here is that, what I learnt in secondary school usually goes to waste if I dun use it. I bet my teachers are having a poor appetite now. I kept returning my knowledge back to them. I feel such a shame. Especially my Chinese and English languages.
The only subject that survives in my brain is my Biology.
Friday, October 29, 2004
Ahh...chewww....snif snif
* this may be a flu like symptom but it's not.
Call me superstitious. Call me weird and rediculous. The recent sneezes i had isn't as simple as what you think. It is the people talking behind my back. They are only talking but they are talking something bad, something embarrassing about me.
Warning: if you dun like reading this, you have the very most RIGHT to click the back button.
I hate my secondary school. It's a damn and cursed place i tell ya. i would rather die than go back to this darned place. It is not only the building, it is the people that made a bad remark out of it. 70% of the hatred go to my lower secondary life.
You still here? you dun like what i am typing? Click the back button before you regret
you wanna know why? It is the prejudiced discriminatory behaviour students put on to me. They have this self-fulfilling stereotype mindset in their bloody heads. Would you ever want people to have such behaviour against you? No? Think again, i was suffering in silence for 2 long years. When people see embarrassment as a joke. When people see you they think of been unclensed and dirty. What is worse, the principal only wants success and she doesn't understand any student's feelings. Doesn't this sounded crazy? A principal that is so robotic. They say school is fun, i say school is horror.
you know what? that day after the results, i not only threw the uniform out of the window but step it, no i did a stanpede and made it like a piece of rotten rag. I shouted out loud, " Good bye lousy school!!!"
I never went back to that swamp ever since.
So.. you are still here to read my fury.
This is to those who have been talking behind my back:
I know you've got this mindset stuck on your episodic memory, however please accept my token of sacarsm to all of you: Go and kiss your friend's ass
those of you who have felt that what i said had made a mark on your heart, i've already recommended you to stop reading earlier. These three words are for you:
you deserve it!
Ok that felt good. Some of you may doubt whatever I am publishing in my blog is false. here's a disclaimer for all of ya.
Disclaimer: the content above is total based on experience and none of them were from made up stories. In any event, my entry will not be liable to any damage whitch also include spiritual and emotion damage.
Call me superstitious. Call me weird and rediculous. The recent sneezes i had isn't as simple as what you think. It is the people talking behind my back. They are only talking but they are talking something bad, something embarrassing about me.
Warning: if you dun like reading this, you have the very most RIGHT to click the back button.
I hate my secondary school. It's a damn and cursed place i tell ya. i would rather die than go back to this darned place. It is not only the building, it is the people that made a bad remark out of it. 70% of the hatred go to my lower secondary life.
You still here? you dun like what i am typing? Click the back button before you regret
you wanna know why? It is the prejudiced discriminatory behaviour students put on to me. They have this self-fulfilling stereotype mindset in their bloody heads. Would you ever want people to have such behaviour against you? No? Think again, i was suffering in silence for 2 long years. When people see embarrassment as a joke. When people see you they think of been unclensed and dirty. What is worse, the principal only wants success and she doesn't understand any student's feelings. Doesn't this sounded crazy? A principal that is so robotic. They say school is fun, i say school is horror.
you know what? that day after the results, i not only threw the uniform out of the window but step it, no i did a stanpede and made it like a piece of rotten rag. I shouted out loud, " Good bye lousy school!!!"
I never went back to that swamp ever since.
So.. you are still here to read my fury.
This is to those who have been talking behind my back:
I know you've got this mindset stuck on your episodic memory, however please accept my token of sacarsm to all of you: Go and kiss your friend's ass
those of you who have felt that what i said had made a mark on your heart, i've already recommended you to stop reading earlier. These three words are for you:
you deserve it!
Ok that felt good. Some of you may doubt whatever I am publishing in my blog is false. here's a disclaimer for all of ya.
Disclaimer: the content above is total based on experience and none of them were from made up stories. In any event, my entry will not be liable to any damage whitch also include spiritual and emotion damage.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
Arghh.. That darned sociology test
Just had my sociology semestral exam this afternoon and i can't stop feeling angry. That question,
The other question was like another lifted from text question. I always hated those questions. They are meant for idiots who can't think. I think this setter is equally idiotic,
Here i am venting my anger but isn't blogging a way of stress relief? You would be saying that i am so stupid not to memorise all these text. I have one good character that no body has, a person that don't plagiarize. I hate to copy from people although sometimes i think i have to. but literally wise, i have a personality. I find that I am a really lazy person when it comes to exam because i dun do pure memorised work. I rewrite, find examples to understand or look through the textbook for more info.
I dun care who say this or that because that darn person only holds 2-3 sentences and a slide in my lecture notes. If i see that the person is highlighted in the textbook like nobody's business, then might as well do some minor memory encoding. Yesterday's exam was the nursing process, and i was so glad that all it's question was thinking type none were solely like today's.
Enough of regrets, nothing can be done to this mysterious mindless setter. Next is biological science and its another memory work again but this time i shall prepare my answers. Although i've learnt 'O' level biology before, the focus is totally different. The anatomy is so complex and difficult to spell the darned words. Such as this word:
This is what makes my life very difficult. Another one muscle that flexes and adducts the shoulder:
I can't concentrate blogging in an evironment full of noise. Noise you that can't imagine, guess:
drilling?
techno?
metal music?
chicken cries?
killing a chicken noise?
void deck karaoke?
neighbour fighting?
the desperate calls of your baby brother?
the clashed computer?
lousy singing? you're near.....
Still haven thought of it yet? well, all the answers above are wrong. It's intrumental noise, noise by a lousy player. A player that has bad listening and has no professional training. a player that wrack the instrument like his naughty boy. I feel sorry for that instument. to the poor instrument: please accept my sympathy.
"how does howard define divance?"This is crazy, who say this or that type of question is so purely on history and not sociology. I must curse the setter of that paper and my friend who did pure memorising could just say it out like a computer. grr... I can't stand it...Nothing in this world is got to do with thinking. For example, Is wearing pyjamas to school a deviance? explain your reason or What makes a person deviant?. A question like these are so simple for a person who thinks and analyses.
The other question was like another lifted from text question. I always hated those questions. They are meant for idiots who can't think. I think this setter is equally idiotic,
"da da somebody stated that good things come out from bad behaviour. discuss."Oh great! one of those mindless question. I bet this person is from a person that just passed his phD and came here as a darn stepping stone.
Here i am venting my anger but isn't blogging a way of stress relief? You would be saying that i am so stupid not to memorise all these text. I have one good character that no body has, a person that don't plagiarize. I hate to copy from people although sometimes i think i have to. but literally wise, i have a personality. I find that I am a really lazy person when it comes to exam because i dun do pure memorised work. I rewrite, find examples to understand or look through the textbook for more info.
I dun care who say this or that because that darn person only holds 2-3 sentences and a slide in my lecture notes. If i see that the person is highlighted in the textbook like nobody's business, then might as well do some minor memory encoding. Yesterday's exam was the nursing process, and i was so glad that all it's question was thinking type none were solely like today's.
Enough of regrets, nothing can be done to this mysterious mindless setter. Next is biological science and its another memory work again but this time i shall prepare my answers. Although i've learnt 'O' level biology before, the focus is totally different. The anatomy is so complex and difficult to spell the darned words. Such as this word:
Rhomboideusa darn muscle that protract the scapula/shoulder bone. I can't even pronounce it properly, how am i suppose to spell it? Damn those latins/greeks . Can't they invent an easier name? Like Romboidus, much easier right?
This is what makes my life very difficult. Another one muscle that flexes and adducts the shoulder:
Cocracobrachialis.Why dun you try pronouncing that. An easier word would be cocoabranch. haha :D oh even better cocoakrunch a breakfast cereal. I shall stop making fun of these names.
I can't concentrate blogging in an evironment full of noise. Noise you that can't imagine, guess:
drilling?
techno?
metal music?
chicken cries?
killing a chicken noise?
void deck karaoke?
neighbour fighting?
the desperate calls of your baby brother?
the clashed computer?
lousy singing? you're near.....
Still haven thought of it yet? well, all the answers above are wrong. It's intrumental noise, noise by a lousy player. A player that has bad listening and has no professional training. a player that wrack the instrument like his naughty boy. I feel sorry for that instument. to the poor instrument: please accept my sympathy.
Monday, October 25, 2004
Security guards, the call of slackers
I have a very strong hatred towards security guards. Those people that wear a sky blue coloured shirt and simply, zhuo bo (do nothing). Usual list of things they do:
- walk around
- stand around
- sit at the door like a men shen (door god)
- find fault to catch any folkways that you did
- stop people unnecessary for no particular reason
- persistent behaviour
I just can't stand their discrimatory behaviour. Letting the Caucasian do what ever they want and not us, locals. Are you trying to promote hospitality? Well, you are far from it. Here's an incident I want to emphasize on security guard stupidity.
This happened a few months back when I was working for this "John Little Warehouse Sale" at the expo. It was the last sales day, my friend and I were almost late. I suggested going through the front entrance to the staff area. We were running in the mist of the crowd and a chief security guard stopped us. With that unshaved beard and niao ka peng character, i knew the this guy isn't worth arguing. His face was flooded with white brown hair, eyes gluing straight at you. This ass tugged my friend's bag.
"Are you working here?" His voice was firm and angered. It seem that he needed something to find fault with or he would feel really bored standing at the gate like a statue.
"Ah-huh.." My friend replied. Eveready to run to the staff area. I was at the moment starring at the beard creature.
"Please go to the back and use the staff entrance." He pointed his back. The words " go to the back" made us run away from this nothing-better-to-do asshole. We went separate ways to distort this old man. Unfortunately, he tugged my friend's blue bugis-bought bag. It was so precious to her. As a good friend i walked towards that man who was still tugging my friend's precious.
He started, " Why were you running?" This time his voice was fiercer.
At this moment i thought that raising that voice of his doesn't worth to be heard by me. I splat, " we are late, so issit wrong to run?"
This despicable man was so persistent that my friend scolded "Chou chee bye" loudly at his stinking hairy face. So we walked out and came in from the cashier checkout area which was only a few meters away from the entrance.
I better he was only trying to do something fun and scolding us would make him feel like a superior to all of the staff working at the expo.
I shall end here. See me 2 weeks later (exams are here)
Wednesday, October 20, 2004
So furious today.
He set a small flame. Wanting to find a way out of problems. For he never know this little flame is a root to all problems. He knows that doing such an idiotic thing can spark a fight and abornormal cell growth; the growth of conflict. Even knowing, he moves deeper into the wilderness of an endless fight.
Boom! He stupidly get himself into a trouble that cannot be amended . The raging heat and the everlasting anger isn't gona stop if he doesn't stop been impersonal. Selfishness and self-centered people are hard headed. Nothing ever changes their minds. Simpeltons. Why dun you give in? And save your breath to create a win-win situation.
I was as infuriated as the burning forest. Engulfing everything, not leaving a single trace. Why must i give in to a mindless jerk? Hatred started crowding my senses as he starts adding fuel to fire; repeats like a broken record, a parrot, a mindless freak, a 3 yr old! "You dare say that again? Come on, try!" Id reactions can occur!
I will slap him the number of times he repeated those despicable words
Seeing this picture makes me feel great. ah.. "Wake up! I hate you, go and die. I hope you throw out blood that fills the whole of singapore's reservoir.
A touch of my signature.
"Get real!"
This is so fun... This is actually a make-up story. Conciousness takes over my actions, it controls my temper. I always hate guys. They are all so heartless and simple minded at preoperational stage of life. They are still in dream land never to wake up.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
What the.. The sound dun work?
I am desperately crying for music. The computers in my school really need AVA backup! ok, you may be thinking, "Why don't you use the computers at home?"
Answer:
My home computers is so overly used and I keep getting distracted by my family members who talk to me. Secondly, I use music to study but I have such a wide variety of interest. Simply buying albums from the store and playing it on my disc man doesn't work, I get bored easily. Thirdly doing this is such a waste of my time
Question:
Hey, why not play radio from your disc man?
Answer:
Are you joking? Singaporean radio are full of chatting and lame techno music which i dun like. Nobody ever thought of having a radio station solely on top music. Our radio is so limited too!
Question:
Have you tried replacing the headphones?
Answer:
The headphones dun work and my school computer kept emitting sound. Once i had it with exchanging the plugs, I go nuts. And i give up. Wait a sec, why am i asking these silly questions? I need time, man! Time to wake up and get on my feet to start studying. Got ta go.
Answer:
My home computers is so overly used and I keep getting distracted by my family members who talk to me. Secondly, I use music to study but I have such a wide variety of interest. Simply buying albums from the store and playing it on my disc man doesn't work, I get bored easily. Thirdly doing this is such a waste of my time
Question:
Hey, why not play radio from your disc man?
Answer:
Are you joking? Singaporean radio are full of chatting and lame techno music which i dun like. Nobody ever thought of having a radio station solely on top music. Our radio is so limited too!
Question:
Have you tried replacing the headphones?
Answer:
The headphones dun work and my school computer kept emitting sound. Once i had it with exchanging the plugs, I go nuts. And i give up. Wait a sec, why am i asking these silly questions? I need time, man! Time to wake up and get on my feet to start studying. Got ta go.
Monday, October 18, 2004
huh, a sky so blue? Argh.. I am late!
Damn, i woke up suddenly to find out that I was so late! 4 mins after the start of the lesson which was at 8.00am. The only time i woke up was at 6.00 am just to off my alarm clock and i went back to bed. Once i got into another phase of non-rapid eye movement(NREM), I think i shall never wake up again in 2 hours time. I rarely get this type of phase during mornings and this morning was exceptional. My mom could not wake me at all.
You would be wondering why.
here is your answer. I got the best dream since years. I dream that my essay got an A and whoa! My lecturer even put a good remark on it which i forgot what it was. The best thing was that i was the only one that had an A. So outstanding. Haha... I love fantasy in my dreams. I saw many failed essays. To add, my lecturer praised me like i was the top student. Gees.. Dreams are always there to movtivate you to excel.
Hey wait, I think i keep getting dreams related to that essay. The person i used in my essay was my most hated teacher in my life. She was the one that tortured me during my elementary school days: primary 6. She instill all the fear and hatred in me which made me have a hostile approach to all teachers.
Back to my dream, this teacher was measuring height and weight for the whole class. I can't believe in my dream she still bullying me. I feel so angry! how can she still do that to me? Never mind. I bet she will get a retribution soon.
Talking about dreams, i have reoccurance of my dad who passed away just last year. It never show any sad images of him. Moreover, happy moments together that we shared joy and laughter. The numerous LAN games we played together including TFC (Team fortress Classic), Counter strike.
I am so glad my unconciousness remembers everything happy and nothing sad. *sob*
Enough of this. My friend brought up my favourite book: Harry Potter to me recently. The fifth book i thought was the fastest book i ever read in my life. It was so interesting and i could like stop all my physiological needs (emptying my bladder, water, etc.) just to finish this book. I couldn't believe Rowling had to kill a character i like the most in that book.I could not take this blow in the first few weeks after i read the book.
Sirius Black portray a more handsome person than the one showed in the movie. Imagine Harry's only kin that he talks to the most honestly, is gone. Many people in the Forum had expressed their sorrow towards our ever loving character. one said that this death is a big climax of Rowling's story.
Well i bet it have to be. It had such a big impact on me. Recently, I read an article that Rowling is going to kill another character in book six: Harry Potter and the Half-blooded Prince. I hope it ain't someone i will grow interest in.
Alright i shall end here. Back to my studies.
You would be wondering why.
here is your answer. I got the best dream since years. I dream that my essay got an A and whoa! My lecturer even put a good remark on it which i forgot what it was. The best thing was that i was the only one that had an A. So outstanding. Haha... I love fantasy in my dreams. I saw many failed essays. To add, my lecturer praised me like i was the top student. Gees.. Dreams are always there to movtivate you to excel.
Hey wait, I think i keep getting dreams related to that essay. The person i used in my essay was my most hated teacher in my life. She was the one that tortured me during my elementary school days: primary 6. She instill all the fear and hatred in me which made me have a hostile approach to all teachers.
Back to my dream, this teacher was measuring height and weight for the whole class. I can't believe in my dream she still bullying me. I feel so angry! how can she still do that to me? Never mind. I bet she will get a retribution soon.
Talking about dreams, i have reoccurance of my dad who passed away just last year. It never show any sad images of him. Moreover, happy moments together that we shared joy and laughter. The numerous LAN games we played together including TFC (Team fortress Classic), Counter strike.
I am so glad my unconciousness remembers everything happy and nothing sad. *sob*
Harry Potter and The Order of the Phoenix Spoiler
Enough of this. My friend brought up my favourite book: Harry Potter to me recently. The fifth book i thought was the fastest book i ever read in my life. It was so interesting and i could like stop all my physiological needs (emptying my bladder, water, etc.) just to finish this book. I couldn't believe Rowling had to kill a character i like the most in that book.I could not take this blow in the first few weeks after i read the book.
Sirius Black portray a more handsome person than the one showed in the movie. Imagine Harry's only kin that he talks to the most honestly, is gone. Many people in the Forum had expressed their sorrow towards our ever loving character. one said that this death is a big climax of Rowling's story.
Well i bet it have to be. It had such a big impact on me. Recently, I read an article that Rowling is going to kill another character in book six: Harry Potter and the Half-blooded Prince. I hope it ain't someone i will grow interest in.
Alright i shall end here. Back to my studies.
Friday, October 15, 2004
I am so tempted.
I used to search around Singapore for a pair of colourful converse shoes. The bad things is that, I dun have the heart to spend my money on such things. Now i have a different view, once i have got some money from a holiday job, i shall buy expensive stuff. Just have to wait. All i can do is to pia OT. haaha.
Just have a look at these shoes!
This one can melt any person's heart that is a fan of converse. those red beans so cool and matching hehe. Once you see the next one, i think you would think i am crazy about shoes.
It's got my favourite colour: pink. This shoe is so unique from others. Just take a look at this one
This is not only pink, IT'S MY FAVOURITE PINK: MILKY PINK. It's so classy looking. If only i've got the money. Grrr...
My class started at a dreaded hour of the morning, 8.00am. It so early and my mind wasn't awake at that time. And as you know the train is always packed with people. When i saw on the plasma screen it wrote: 3mins and my mind automatically say," damn it"
As i went inside, I have to be sandwiched (as usual!) in between people. My mind was in a preconcious state. As I looked at the side of me there was this huge and muscular arm staring at me. I even thought, " wow, who's that." I looked up. wah! The best part was that his side view was of Bae Yong Jun's(korean actor) Face. Cool!
Imagine brad pit's arms and bae yong jun's face. So idealistic, a true perfect person outwardly. If i get to see his full face then i would know if my predictions were right. Damn.
Just have a look at these shoes!
This one can melt any person's heart that is a fan of converse. those red beans so cool and matching hehe. Once you see the next one, i think you would think i am crazy about shoes.
It's got my favourite colour: pink. This shoe is so unique from others. Just take a look at this one
This is not only pink, IT'S MY FAVOURITE PINK: MILKY PINK. It's so classy looking. If only i've got the money. Grrr...
My class started at a dreaded hour of the morning, 8.00am. It so early and my mind wasn't awake at that time. And as you know the train is always packed with people. When i saw on the plasma screen it wrote: 3mins and my mind automatically say," damn it"
As i went inside, I have to be sandwiched (as usual!) in between people. My mind was in a preconcious state. As I looked at the side of me there was this huge and muscular arm staring at me. I even thought, " wow, who's that." I looked up. wah! The best part was that his side view was of Bae Yong Jun's(korean actor) Face. Cool!
Imagine brad pit's arms and bae yong jun's face. So idealistic, a true perfect person outwardly. If i get to see his full face then i would know if my predictions were right. Damn.
Thursday, October 14, 2004
New layout! Plain and easy to read.
Just looking around blogspot, the skins they use all come in common.
- words too small
- everything is squeezing here and there
- Complicated
- messy
- words are too packed
- layout takes years to load
- Many pictures: pictures catch reader's attention
- many paragraphs: Easy to read
- a decrease usage of "...": these things bores people
- Simple layout: help the reader find content faster
Wednesday, October 13, 2004
Successful. How do you define it?
I read through an article on "ITE top student, achieved success". Unfortunately i saw it on an english paper advertising for a tamil newspaper. By looking at the title, many would be inspired to grab the paper to have a look who had grown out from the dense patch of grass and had seen the light of success. To me, I think having good education doesn't mean you have achieved success. What matters, is the amount of money you earn! Good education is just the beginning. What everyone has to strive for is flexiblity during a time of crisis, a conflict and a date line. As my mom used to say, "Iron rice bowl". The fortune to eat 3 meals a day is so essential.
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
Some reflections on what my Lecturer.
today, I realised that I am a critic. i am sceptical and my agreeable level is below average. When someone gives a point i usually think over them before allowing my ears to continue to absorb the information. My clinical lecturer made me so pissed because all the things she said were making me feel angry.
"All of you must know that the course you have taken is different from other courses. Take for example, engineering. The robot broke down will you be sued by court? In nursing, if you give the wrong medicine and the patient die, will you get sued?"She lectured. I mean like what about our nicoll highway engineer? engineering isn't just about robots! She isn't judging things fairly. That engineer is in great trouble is also because of neglience. My god! Who says designing is save from any court case? What if he draws a picture that others percieved as racism, an insult? I mean this also implies to country-relations.
What else? Ah something said about drawing a garfield in to a smurf will create laughter but what about big fans of garfield (like me!) and smurfs? This is where the conflict theory of sociology come in. *sigh* Yes i agree with her that nursing is a very delicate job as what she had said, 1 silly mistake can cost a life. No mistake allowance at all! What can i do, i have the passion for seeing people recover, haha. When people recover their face brightens up and gives you the only smile in his face after his discharge.
Here are a few things i found in the net that look cool!
Shocked? These things are supposed to be motivating you but alas... I totally agree with this. haha. Only if you are the ones that dream and make no effort to do something about it.
This one is so true, procastination refers to me. I will never be movtivated to study only if the exams are 3 days away.Sad but true, i've always wanted to be someone who don't procastinate. But nevertheless, me is me, this is my unique personality. I even wanted to write a book for procastinators haha since there are so many books on study guidiance which practically don't work on people like me.
"All of you must know that the course you have taken is different from other courses. Take for example, engineering. The robot broke down will you be sued by court? In nursing, if you give the wrong medicine and the patient die, will you get sued?"She lectured. I mean like what about our nicoll highway engineer? engineering isn't just about robots! She isn't judging things fairly. That engineer is in great trouble is also because of neglience. My god! Who says designing is save from any court case? What if he draws a picture that others percieved as racism, an insult? I mean this also implies to country-relations.
What else? Ah something said about drawing a garfield in to a smurf will create laughter but what about big fans of garfield (like me!) and smurfs? This is where the conflict theory of sociology come in. *sigh* Yes i agree with her that nursing is a very delicate job as what she had said, 1 silly mistake can cost a life. No mistake allowance at all! What can i do, i have the passion for seeing people recover, haha. When people recover their face brightens up and gives you the only smile in his face after his discharge.
Here are a few things i found in the net that look cool!
Shocked? These things are supposed to be motivating you but alas... I totally agree with this. haha. Only if you are the ones that dream and make no effort to do something about it.
This one is so true, procastination refers to me. I will never be movtivated to study only if the exams are 3 days away.Sad but true, i've always wanted to be someone who don't procastinate. But nevertheless, me is me, this is my unique personality. I even wanted to write a book for procastinators haha since there are so many books on study guidiance which practically don't work on people like me.
Cool stuff! these things are called demovtivators. Well i've finished my essay, but my friend jane says my language doesn't have the flow. My god! I became flabbergasted, i mean like i know my use of language isn't good but this statement sure motivated me to read more books in the holidays to come. *sob*. I feel that I have been lagging behind these days on my language. Whats more i only excel in science and maths during my secondary school days so dun bully me on literary stuff. I won't be able to get what you mean most of the time.
Language is so useful nowadays and the worse of all i sucked at it. Don't let me get started on my second language. Nature has showed me a path of excellence in a career of science orientated. Textbooks quoted "Nursing is a form of science" but i still feel that nursing is so language orientated as for communication and the appropriate use of words is equally important.
As all of you have noticed, i have very shallow interest. Now that i have an interest in another type of music. Top 40 pop songs: Maroon 5, Avril lavigne... I do know this interest will last less than 3 months. But the advantage for such a personality is I can change my interest according to yours if i see the need. The disadvantage is that i get influence easily! That sucks!
Language is so useful nowadays and the worse of all i sucked at it. Don't let me get started on my second language. Nature has showed me a path of excellence in a career of science orientated. Textbooks quoted "Nursing is a form of science" but i still feel that nursing is so language orientated as for communication and the appropriate use of words is equally important.
As all of you have noticed, i have very shallow interest. Now that i have an interest in another type of music. Top 40 pop songs: Maroon 5, Avril lavigne... I do know this interest will last less than 3 months. But the advantage for such a personality is I can change my interest according to yours if i see the need. The disadvantage is that i get influence easily! That sucks!
Sunday, October 10, 2004
Arghh... Not 1200 words yet.
I am crying my ass out just for this essay. I rewrite my essay on communication on paper twice and another time on MSword here are a list of things that kept hesitating me to write more.
Ignore the date. Let me introduce, This is my hamster bui bui. ain't he cute? It took me various effort to get him to sit still like this.
OR Else....
- The use of narrative phrases. I am so used to using all the narrative sacarstic phases to add colour to my essay but what am I trying to fool? This is a argumentative essay. narrative phases are out of the question.
- Thinking of the question which is so narrow makes me narrow my use of ideas. like "how can communication help create a strong relationship?" this type of questions are so narrow that you are left with only afew words to write. I think the person that wrote that question is a narrow-minded person.
- Thinking about the narrow-minded lecturer that is so petty! This cannot, that cannot. You can write nothing but crap in your essay. To think she was the one who failed my practical test.
- Books had nothing to write about my topic.
- call me dumb but i can write better if referencing wasn't included in the essay requirement
- I love being different and following rule on the format of writing is so difficult for me. It's against my free will
- What's more? 6 reasons is enough to piss you off!
You can't believe how i manage to write until 1100 words. It was pure sweat and blood. Ok i agree, i am abit whiny today but you can't blame me as i am having a hard day. My pain, my anguish, my fustration and my disappointment on this puke-worthy essay.
First of all, ah-hem... My earhole on the left ear that was pireced last 4 week was gone to waste!! It heal back only a few hours of studless life. the stud came off in the night and that was like a few hours. Guess what i did? I used my pirecing stud to poke the skin so that i could get my hole back(ouch) . *sigh* Another 4 weeks to suffer.
That pain wasn't as painful as a skeletal muscle pain. I don't mean one spot but various spots including my backside, my detoid muscle, my tigh and so on... All i did today was to act like a restricted toy robot. Squating was a great challange to me. Talking about this pain it was all because i kept playing badminton from 10.30am to 2pm. and that's not all! from 7.30to 9.00 that's like how many hours? 5 hours of badminton.
My type of badminton issit just a "statue" game but running back and forth. And there's this idiot that tortured me. He shot a V-shape trick and made me ran from point A to B. And what's worse, he even made me run back and forth. imagine!!!My legs were like beancurd! Ok, me the useless idiot. I just knew that i could not smack! I am too good of a person, i DUN KNOW HOW TO DO A SMACK! So i practiced with my cousins in the evening the ways of smacking a shuttlecock.
So problem 2 is activity intolerance. third is Diarrhoea! Mom gave me eat a few Seedless and skinless grapes and i had stomach aches. Imagine muscle ache adding to stomach ache. That's like "ouch" to you but to me is "Wah piang! Jin Tia ah!" Hard day isn't it?
Here some pics to share to all of ya.
Ignore the date. Let me introduce, This is my hamster bui bui. ain't he cute? It took me various effort to get him to sit still like this.
OR Else....
He would be stuggling like this. It really made me mad. But How can i show my anger to such an adorable thing, that won't bite and lets you touch him for the sake of his fur.
Try touching this animal below!
This is boss kuala from melbourne, australia. doesn't he look like someone that is about to fire anyone that crosses his line. So, don't irritate this guy!
Thursday, October 07, 2004
My name? more than just equality.
My father named me 
as my first name.
means been graceful and 
means to even up. I find that my name is very meaningful. It is so typical for parents to give their daughter's name that means either intelligence and beauty. I feel so unique in the sense that my name doesn't under any of these catergory. The word has a direct translation being even. But i find that what my father wants me to be is to be less one-sided and quick to judge. On the other hand, my life is not too bad nor too good.
I found out my usual test results would point the B grade. And i had an A for my bio pract and a B for my bio theory. I am such a B product. Although I felt regretful but still the other side of me was saying that B is enough. Because if the next time i take another of these tests and if (touchwood!) i get a D my heart would be devastated. Having high standands isn't good in my opinon, it adds another stress factor to you. No one wants to have such unnecessary stress during their study period.
Therefore my name is so meaningful, even effects of good and bad of life.
Some cool photos to show all of ya!
Cute cousin hehe... Giving us a kissing look. I ask him to wear a skirt just for show and he did it! haha!!!
Learning to dance like a girl. haha. Needs practice though. Hey, dun say i bully him ok! He's doing it at his free will.
Stunning evening skies! the colour of my favourite blue, though it wasn't taken very well.
PS: I need help, do any of you know where is the best place to store pictures and have unlimited bandwidth so that i can directly link it!
as my first name. means been graceful and means to even up. I find that my name is very meaningful. It is so typical for parents to give their daughter's name that means either intelligence and beauty. I feel so unique in the sense that my name doesn't under any of these catergory. The word has a direct translation being even. But i find that what my father wants me to be is to be less one-sided and quick to judge. On the other hand, my life is not too bad nor too good.
I found out my usual test results would point the B grade. And i had an A for my bio pract and a B for my bio theory. I am such a B product. Although I felt regretful but still the other side of me was saying that B is enough. Because if the next time i take another of these tests and if (touchwood!) i get a D my heart would be devastated. Having high standands isn't good in my opinon, it adds another stress factor to you. No one wants to have such unnecessary stress during their study period.
Therefore my name is so meaningful, even effects of good and bad of life.
Some cool photos to show all of ya!
Cute cousin hehe... Giving us a kissing look. I ask him to wear a skirt just for show and he did it! haha!!!
Learning to dance like a girl. haha. Needs practice though. Hey, dun say i bully him ok! He's doing it at his free will.
Stunning evening skies! the colour of my favourite blue, though it wasn't taken very well.
PS: I need help, do any of you know where is the best place to store pictures and have unlimited bandwidth so that i can directly link it!
Tuesday, October 05, 2004
A sudden flip from happy week to stress week
Just thinking about my sweet week I had, i could remember the times i slack at home with no worry flies pestering me. Now, work started piling up on me from months ago. I am so glad i had my weekend worthy. Shopping with my mom is cooler than with anybody else
- A great decisive source
- She knows what you want
- She's got the $$
Too bad, good times never last long. Last but not least, today i am too tired to blog so please pardon me for this short entry
Saturday, October 02, 2004
Common Loophole Words Said By People
As mentioned before in the last post, not everything people say is totally agreeable. We must be sceptical! Such as "Money is not always everything". This, of course is explain in the last entry.
Phrases like "life is short, so why not enjoy first", I will only apply to unhealthy food, gambling and all the stuff that can have negative effects in life. Let me explain why this is a total crap using the unhealthy food example. Nothing is unhealthy until you lose you control on. A buffet offer of $4 per person. Anyone would be tempted to eat it almost every meal. Someone at the side would be saying, "Hey, why hesitate? life is short, so why not enjoy first." So you will regret in the end because you are sure to suffer than live a quality life, always geting insulin jabs or if you get renal failure, erm.. It's better die than live as you are always stuck to a dialysis machine or the stupid plain type of diet. AND I REALLY MEAN TASTELESS FOOD. I am bound to cry my ass out! you can't even eat something as simple as rice. The keyword here is "suffering", a word worse than "Death".
Hooray! My 2nd brother bought me The Sims 2 original as my late birthday present, what a nice brother I have. He's always willing to do such priceless sacrfices to his sister. Awww... I am so touched. No words can describe a unique person like him. Gotta try my new game now! tata! Jealous?
Phrases like "life is short, so why not enjoy first", I will only apply to unhealthy food, gambling and all the stuff that can have negative effects in life. Let me explain why this is a total crap using the unhealthy food example. Nothing is unhealthy until you lose you control on. A buffet offer of $4 per person. Anyone would be tempted to eat it almost every meal. Someone at the side would be saying, "Hey, why hesitate? life is short, so why not enjoy first." So you will regret in the end because you are sure to suffer than live a quality life, always geting insulin jabs or if you get renal failure, erm.. It's better die than live as you are always stuck to a dialysis machine or the stupid plain type of diet. AND I REALLY MEAN TASTELESS FOOD. I am bound to cry my ass out! you can't even eat something as simple as rice. The keyword here is "suffering", a word worse than "Death".
Hooray! My 2nd brother bought me The Sims 2 original as my late birthday present, what a nice brother I have. He's always willing to do such priceless sacrfices to his sister. Awww... I am so touched. No words can describe a unique person like him. Gotta try my new game now! tata! Jealous?
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Make me wait? No, I'll buy convenience
Just hate it when I am forced to wait. From young, i have swear that i won't waste unnecessary time on queueing up for food, cheap things and all that type of stuff. It ain't worth it because these things make u lose out in the end. Take for example the Hello kitty Craze, everyone queues up for it just for those wedding kitties. I bet Mcdonalds would had earn millions as One person on average pay $5++ for an extra value meal. Those who had queue up and got their kitties, where do you think the kitties are now? In the deep depths of the storeroom, of course! Totally surrounded by piles and piles of unwanted (potential throw-aways). What a waste of time for queueing. Why not learn from my best friend? Buy the kitties from somebody else and at the same time treasure it as a good memory not a reflection of waiting and waiting.
I went to the polyclinic to jab hepatitis B. Unfortunately many were like me, aiming for the cheapest source of everything. But cheap things aren't fast and you have to wait years for things to come to you. So i use my patience to wait. i started my pre-registration at 10.30am. Only 10.58, i was posted to a waiting place to see a doctor. Imagine the time i took to even get to a place waiting for a doctor is like 28mins wow!(My number was 2385 and the current number is 2340!) At this point of time, i sixth sense was saying " you won't be able to get the jab today. Reason: either the nurse or the doctor would screw this up" My heart was reasoning too. It pointed to the nurse for the source of disappointment as I had a trauma of a nurse rejecting me to get a jab. So i waited 2 hours. 2380 came and i thought a path of light had showed me the way. A heart-broken and at a near-crying feeling came when the number fell back to 2290! I could like collapsed to the floor. That became my last straw!
I prefer my private doctor who is fast and excluding crap like going from this room to that room. Although it's expensive but i dun waste my precious time waiting for a f***ing doctor to dial your number. I choose to buy convenience for now! Everything done at one shot. Don't you think cheap things aren't always good?
Come to think of it money makes the world go round! It's everything. People who talk about health and social life being more important than money, not to disappoint you but YOU'RE WRONG! Without money, would you dare approach a friend to hang out? Would you be staying heathy if you're bankrupt and not knowing when you'll be eating your next meal? All these crappy WORDS OF WISDOM by people. To sum it up, Money is evil.
I agree we can't buy love and respect. How would anyone love you if you are wearing tattered clothes? i am sure the parents of the opposite party won't agree to carry out this relationship. IMAGE! your image is so important to everyone. No one will love or respect anyone with cheap image. That explains why sliming centers, heath supplements come about. So, are you feeling challenged to prove me wrong? Do try!
I went to the polyclinic to jab hepatitis B. Unfortunately many were like me, aiming for the cheapest source of everything. But cheap things aren't fast and you have to wait years for things to come to you. So i use my patience to wait. i started my pre-registration at 10.30am. Only 10.58, i was posted to a waiting place to see a doctor. Imagine the time i took to even get to a place waiting for a doctor is like 28mins wow!(My number was 2385 and the current number is 2340!) At this point of time, i sixth sense was saying " you won't be able to get the jab today. Reason: either the nurse or the doctor would screw this up" My heart was reasoning too. It pointed to the nurse for the source of disappointment as I had a trauma of a nurse rejecting me to get a jab. So i waited 2 hours. 2380 came and i thought a path of light had showed me the way. A heart-broken and at a near-crying feeling came when the number fell back to 2290! I could like collapsed to the floor. That became my last straw!
I prefer my private doctor who is fast and excluding crap like going from this room to that room. Although it's expensive but i dun waste my precious time waiting for a f***ing doctor to dial your number. I choose to buy convenience for now! Everything done at one shot. Don't you think cheap things aren't always good?
Come to think of it money makes the world go round! It's everything. People who talk about health and social life being more important than money, not to disappoint you but YOU'RE WRONG! Without money, would you dare approach a friend to hang out? Would you be staying heathy if you're bankrupt and not knowing when you'll be eating your next meal? All these crappy WORDS OF WISDOM by people. To sum it up, Money is evil.
I agree we can't buy love and respect. How would anyone love you if you are wearing tattered clothes? i am sure the parents of the opposite party won't agree to carry out this relationship. IMAGE! your image is so important to everyone. No one will love or respect anyone with cheap image. That explains why sliming centers, heath supplements come about. So, are you feeling challenged to prove me wrong? Do try!
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