Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Hey everyone!! Look at my latest beau from COMEX 2004!!
LOOK
I'm so happy!! Finally got a mini baby to call MY OWN!! It only weighs 1.3kg, got that? 1.3!!!!
Yippeee!!
--Signing off at--
8/31/2004 01:55:00 PM
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Thursday, August 26, 2004
Desperados
I'm getting desperate. I feel my job is in hanging by the thread. Not that my boss is complaining or presurizing me. But i feel LOUSY.
Up till now, my recruitment numbers is still stopping at...
Miserably TWO.
How sad can this be? Beside the fact that my target is TWO PER MONTH, and now, 3 months into the job, i should have SIX recruit.
i repeat, SIX, not TWO!
Ok, so i'm taking care of alot of stuff, like my boss idling business (yes, going out to find good food is included), his "Ginna" *lingo for kids*, his appointments, and make sure that his "Luo Han Fish" is well fed.
BUT, what make my job satisfaction is RECRUIMENT.
I want to share this wonderful high-paying job with other people!!
People!! Join me, if u can't join me, get other people to join me!!!
SIX! I need six bloody people!!!
--Signing off at--
8/26/2004 04:57:00 PM
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Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Gastric Pain
Yesterday Yoyo was sick.
She puked on my bed, and refused to eat, even her favourite treats... She stared at me with a sorry look, and did not come when she was called.
The night before yesterday, she puked too.
I didn't know what to do.
All i know, she didn't feel well, that's all.
I didn't know where she feel unwell, how she felt, what was wrong!
I totally hate that helpless feeling. I rather be the one unwell.
Thank goodness i took a pic of her puke, and sent it to her groomer, who identified that it was THE gastric juice. Yoyo was suffering from gastric pain. He prescribed a pack of charcoal biscuit (made from charcoal, of coz) to neutralize the stomach acidic level.
Doubt filled my mind. Is it so simple? Could it be a tumor? or some internal complications? Is she going to die? Nonetheless, i found myself braving the heavy rain going to Sembawang. Anything then to just see her suffer.
Guess what.
IT WORKS!!
By night, when hubby came for visit, she was already prancing around, attacking, and begging to play!
Hoooray!!
--Signing off at--
8/25/2004 05:23:00 PM
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Monday, August 23, 2004
Cannibalism
The FHM this month was featuring on this. And they wrote an article on the latest cannibal scare, the Germen Gay Monsters, who advertise for willing personnel who wish to be eaten by him. One joker did, and apparently, many others had replied to his plead. But most chicken out after the date is set for consumption.
This had spurred my interest for the term, and thus, the writing of this posting.
I wonder how human flesh taste like. Like chicken? or Beef?
Is it better stewed or deep-fried?
BUT i dun want to try it. NO, over my dead body.
But i did master enough courage to type "cannabalism" in the search space on Yahoo website. I actually intend to find out more about the ancient tribe who eat their prisoners. They are called the "
shi ren zhu" or man-eater tribe.
INSTEAD,
I come across THIS
OMG!! It's damn disgusting, they actually teach step-by-step on how to cut and kill the body, which type of people are most tasty (caucasian girls in their early twenties beware!!) and even have a recipe on how to cook and store the meat!!
I can't stand it!!
Sick!!
Psychopath!!!
Argh!!!!!!
*running amok*
--Signing off at--
8/23/2004 01:29:00 PM
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Friday, August 20, 2004
In memories of...
To me, u were a very nice guy,
always willing to give others a helping hand.
Though our meeting was brief,
U left footprints.
I remember, our first meeting in school,
U had your hand in cast.
I ask u wat happen, and u said
"Just an accident, it's alrite"
From then on, we were friends
after the brief stopover, we talk less
Coz there was no more space for u to read free newspaper
so every time we pass shoulder
It's a "hi, how are u"
and moved on on respective lives
I once tease u for looking like a HK star
u complain he's not good looking
nonetheless, u shrug off with your trademark smile
The "Wang Xi" smile...
Now that you are gone
you can't tell me, "it's just an accident"
As the accident had cruelly take you away
Away from a bright future, better tommorrow
And i din know about you till weeks later
I can't even say good bye
All i can say,
though our meeting is brief
you left footprints in my memories..
Rest in peace, Boon Kiat
May your next life be better than this
With deepest consolence, for a smiley guy...
--Signing off at--
8/20/2004 09:52:00 AM
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Friday, August 13, 2004
Hey Stinky, Go Away!
Contrary to fairy tales belief, racoon
SHOULD NOT use perfume. So all racoon out there, stay away from perfume!!
The racoons stated here are people out there who have smell problem. BO, HK foot, etc. I may sound mean, but it's for your own good. Do you know that, perfume, when mix with sweat, had the same smell as the decomposing rat in the road-side drain?
If you have BO, there are a few things you can do:
1)Buy deodorant in cartons
2)Bath 10 times a day
3)See a doctor
4)Hide at home
Why am i in this topic today?
Coz i was traped in a very
pek chek situation today...
I had an lunch appointment in Payar Lebar today. So, i took a train there from my office. To my delight, the train was not pack and i managed to find an empty 2-seater (my fav place). I plonked my butt down blissfully.
Who knows at the next stop, a bulky man board the train and caught sight of the empty seat beside me. He plonked his butt down too.
And occupy one and a half seat!!!
So basically, i looked like the mouse beside the elephant.
BUT, this is not the point!!
The point is.. this man
IS STINKY.
And, horror on top of horror, he took out a bottle of CK One and started to spray on himself right there and then!!! Ok, so the air smell too thick for the first 10seconds. Then, i suspected that someone farted. Only to realise, the smell came from the source BESIDE me!!!
DUH!!! I could have strangle him right there on the spot, only i dun want to dirty my hands. The thought of touching him and smelling him at close range is enough to make me fast (as in fasting for Malay) for the next two week.
And what anger me was that he look exactly HAPPY. Thinking no one would smell his BO after spraying on CK One.
I can stand no more.
I changed my seat.
Only to realise you could smell it everywhere in that particular cabin.
I begged to be killed...
It's the most agonising trip on MRT in my whole life!!!
I really had the urge to call the MRT terrorist guard to kick him out of the train. Who knows, the perfume might turn out to be some bio-weapon that kills in thousand!!
--Signing off at--
8/13/2004 05:11:00 PM
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Thursday, August 12, 2004
I Love Myself, thus I am Successful Poem
Success means something different
to each one of us, but it comes
to those who are willing to work hard
and who continue to be dedicated
in making their dreams come true.
Success means setting goals and
focusing yourself in the right direction
in order to reach them.
It means believing in yourself and
constantly reminding yourself that
you are capable of achieving your desires
But most of all, success is being who you are,
and feeling proud of yourself
for every task and challenge that you
face and conquer along the way.
It speak sense, isn't it? I believe that, in order to be successful, YOU yourself must feel that success, believe that you had succeeded. THEN, you can taste the satisfaction.
--Signing off at--
8/12/2004 05:17:00 PM
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Wednesday, August 11, 2004
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME yesterday...
My birthday had come and gone. And as the oil barrel Ray said, i had finally "grow" the 20th tree ring. And i had take the mega step in life as my age is no longer starting with "1" but "2". How does it feel?
Well, first, Jeremy reminded me that i could go to Double O officially and not through the door bitch. Then Mel & El started my twenties by discovering my "William Hung talent", and last but not least, Ray's tree ring theory..
So, what am i suppose to feel? I did not feel i'm getting old, i did not feel i'm grown up. In fact, somehow this year, i wish the birthday is never here at all. Coz someone once told me that everyone grows up till 20, then thereafter, grow old. coz there is no more fingers+toes to count with...
And when one is growing old, there comes with it a shoulder-ful of responsibilities. There are job responsibilities, families responsibilities, personal responsibilities, so on and so forth.
What a good thing to look forward to!!
Well, enough said. Update on my 20th birthday...
**Birthday BAsh--2nd Episode**
After the KTV bash, there was the movie cum dinner bash with the sister clique. Manage to catch hold of Kenny before he went to Tekong again. We had dinner at Swensen, and a mid-nite movie at GV Yishun. "The Village" is a great disappointment. Despite good movie critics, it fail to deliver what it promise. In the end, EVERYTHING is a hoax, the movie included. The only comforting point is that it really got onto me until the end, where the "twist" are. Then, there was only "huh!?".
The gathering was a simple and comforting one. I even got a mini birthday cake!! Wait till i've got the time to load the pics!
**Birthday BAsh--3rd Episode**
TODAY IS MAHJONG DAY. enough said.
WTF, I lost $10!! I'm suppose to be lucky!! It's MY BIRTHDAY!!!
Ok, hubby is even more poor thing... 2 times my share...
Wat's up man!!!
Just u wait, the 2 bitches, we swear revenge!!!
**Birthday BAsh--Finale**
Boss throw a birthday party for me at Keppel Country Club with fellow colleagues, With Ala Carte buffet. Yummilicious!!! I ate my lunch and dinner at the same time... *burp!
Thank you boss!! It must have cost a bomb!! ^__^
That's all folks. My birthday is finally over. Thanks for ALL the effort you guys had shown.
I'm glad i have all of you in my life. *muacks!
--Signing off at--
8/11/2004 04:34:00 PM
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Saturday, August 07, 2004
Birthday Celebration -Episode 1-
Hey, being the birthdaygirl-to-be, i had a free meal at Breekz! That's Mel & El's idea. Being the ones paying, their value shoot overnight. In order to dine with them, u need to Q. And wait for 45min first...
I had a fun night. No... Crazy night. No doubt. Even when i'm sick.
There was bouts of coughing, green hair, KTV (guest singer--AiNa),hell at Breekz, and hell in Taxi.
In KTV, I found an untapped talent. i sang with my "male" voice, and realised i could beat William Hung hands down!! Yeah!! I'm a superstar potential!!! *grooving**background music--she bangs, she bangs*
But Mel was the star last night. With green hair (yes, as in green plant) and green top, she can fully merge into the surrounding if she was in the forest. But too bad, SHE'S NOT. So, she stand out like a sore thumb. Erm... sore plant. Haha!!
But it's quite nice.. seriously.
As green, naturally, goes very well with brown. And she had green streaks on brown hair. *applaude*
So, it's plant in soil... ^__^ Bonsai!!!
NS man watch out! This girl can teach u how to camouflage!!
So from now on, Mel should be called.... Green pixie!!
Too bad, no cameras. So no photo to boot! =(
Happy birthday to me counting down--3 days
--Signing off at--
8/07/2004 02:45:00 PM
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Wednesday, August 04, 2004
Oh bother!!
I forgot to bring my ezlink out today. So damn bloody inconvenient!! Got to buy card from machine, then, got to return the card again...
So, if u lift ur head to the arrival board and to your horror u see
"arriving 1min"
You can jolly well said bye bye to the train.*waving hand*
Or u could wait for the next train to come and jump onto the track, which seem like the trends nowadays. If you are pointing at me, and labeling me mean, pls open ur eyes and ears, STATISTIC SHOWN LIKEWISE, DINGDONG.
So put that finger away. *smirk*
*SIGH...
I can go home early from work today, coz boss saw how a greedy girl like me can lost her appetite. Even temptation of salmon sashimi did little to wake the appetite, and that i was coughing at 3min interval.. So he said,
"If you finish your work, you can go after 5pm"
I jump around coughing in joy... that is, until i saw the amount of work i had to do today.. -_-"
I cried.
It's so frightening to MC once u head out to labor force... U must do two days work in ONE day...*sob*
--Signing off at--
8/04/2004 05:01:00 PM
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Tuesday, August 03, 2004
MC Day
Hey, today was the first MC(as in sick leave) i took. It feel soo shiok to lay in bed till 9am, knowing it's time i start work. In fact, as an act of revenge, i force myself to sleep till 10!
And got "brain fog" -_-" *anti-climax*
Well, what happen to me, u ask...
I had a bout of very phlemy (is that how u spell?) cough, fever (last night) and a block nose...
I hope i'll get well in time for my birthday. *pray*
I had make plans! Breeks! The Village! Nice Dinner! Presents!
Oh, pls let me get well!
New Presentation Bag
Went to Metro to do exchange on my purchase, and bought a presentation bag. Very classy and elegant. Best of all, it's not another-ppt-bag-in-office. It's UNIQUE.
People working in the office are so wierd... After working in a particular office for sometimes, u'll fall into the office dressing culture. Where everybody & anybody wear clothes that are about the same, bring similar bags, and shoes with similar design..
Then, they will go:
"Wa, your shoe/bag/outfit are very similar to mine leh! Where u buy huh? I got mine at XXX boutique. Quite reasonable price"
DUH! It's not something to be proud of!
U should be ashamed!!
For me, i flatly refuse to fall into the culture. Never!
Yes, it is still semi formal, and when needed, very formal dressing. Just stay clear of classic pieces. If u have to have classic pieces, pair it with something non-classic.
Rule of thumb--Don't OTT on black.
Coz chances are 70% of the people will be wearing similar outfit like u.
And no, details on the black outfit does not count. No one can see details on a black outfit unless the detail is white.
Back to my bag, it is bought on the courtesy of my sisters, for my birthday. Although i would rather they choose something fo me, this way is more practical. At least i'm getting things i can use and like it.
But then, if this bag is chosen by them and i like it, i would be reminded of them everytime i need to do presentation to my prospect. And know i still have friends who really support me in my life. A sure steam of motivation! But hey, if everybody can get things they want in life, there is no need for God anymore. Coz everybody is God.
Now that the presentation bag is settled, i still need to find a namecard holder. that's nice, classy, elegant and UNIQUE. But where? Any suggestion for shops which sell nice namecard holder? My colleague told me LV had one that's very nice, but it sure cost a bomb! *sigh
Chubby Boy In Distress
On the way back, on bus, the bus driver, after barely leaving a bus-stop, stop the vehicle and proceed to go to the back of the bus (it is double-cabin). Everybody was curious, and turn to see what's wrong (terrorist on board?!)
In the end, it turn out that a boy had jump onboard through the last door when the door is closing, and he did not pay the fare. The driver gave him a tongue lashing, and "escote" him to the front gate to pay his fare. Turn out he did not bring his ezlink card, and he forgot that he did not bring the ezlink card and spend every cent of his money.
In short, he's broke
The poor guy, desperate till he's willing to risk his chubby tights/buttock/body to jump onboard a bus when the bus door is closing!
In the end, some kind soul (i wanted to, but was sitting too far away) gave him 60cents to pay the fare...
Touching moments
My colleagues make a joint-call to me in the afternoon to ask about me. So touch! The purpose of the call--to tell me that there is finally peace in the office after 2+ months and that they DON"T miss me.
Then why call me? *smirk*
After translation on my part-- The office is TOO quiet as there is no one bugging to get food to eat, no one for them to bully/entertain themselves. and THEY MISS ME.
Fullstop. ^__^
Boy!! I AM popular....
--Signing off at--
8/03/2004 07:50:00 PM
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