Yes, I’m bored. Alan-what’shisname had just appeared in the warehouse to deliver something and I’m freaked out. I want to hide under the desk but it’s dumb. (What will people think?!) I’m not afraid of him! I’ve nothing to be afraid of! Still, I wanna hide under the desk!! Hiding aside, I’m just praying he goes away soon.
There’s not much to do since I got in today. Some updating of the corporate web, some name card thingy which cannot be confirmed yet…and lots of net surfing and msn chatting with whoever that is online (and that’s alot to ask since nobody comes online in the afternoon).
I was surfing through some of the blog design awards and stuff and bah, some of them sucked. I’ve seen better. Really!
Decided to head down to NTU this weekend to check out the courses. I might not be able to afford it but there must be some way out (God, I really am that poor!). I’m still hesitating to apply cause I’m afraid I might get admitted, but don’t have the $$ to pay the tuition fees. I would be so &^*&^&$%^$#%$ disappointed! I could always do a tuition loan but…that’s just dumb. The interest rate is crazy and who can garantee me a high paying job when I graduate? Talking about the interest, it starts from the first month/year (or something) after graduation. No shit. Wouldn’t that be the same as a bluddy bank loan? Cos since I can’t afford to pay now, what makes them think I can afford to pay while I’m studying?? Of course I’m gonna pay back when I graduate, which is when the interest starts piling. Can I roll my eyes?
I did my portfolio over the weekend and it’s pretty!
Zen: It’s very…white!
Me: ….Thanks.
Edison: That’s very nice!!!
Me: Whee. I always knew you had exceptional taste!
Sam: Wah! Nice le! Do one for me!!
Me: Well, I charge. *smiles*
Sister: Looks ok. Make one for me lar!
Me: Huh? You study business le. What you want a folio for?
Sister: Nice mar! You never do things for me *whines*
Me: Ok. I do some sort of online dating thing for you. Want?
Sister: *pouts* I don’t mind as long as I look pretty in it!
Me: (-_-”) Ok. I’ll try my best!
L: That’s a terrible picture. Act cute!!
Me: I am cute!
L: (-_-”) No you’re not. *runs away*
Tuesday, December 4
Monday, December 3
Friday, November 30
50 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME
I enjoyed May’s 50 Random Facts About Me entry so much that I’ve decided to do one for myself. Everyone should do it, it is really fun!
1. I grew up by the sea (almost, since my dad was half a sailor) but I’ve never donned a bikini. In fact, I never will - maybe, unless, you put a gun to my head.
2. I’m allergic to mushrooms. It makes me break out in rash everytime I eat them - even the random ones in my pasta. Sigh.
3. My childhood ambitions were in this order: Nurse (until I found out the sight of blood scares me), teacher (until I found out kids are so annoying) and writer (don’t ask).
4. My adult ambitions are: Tourist, cartoon character and tai tai (in no particular order).
5. I’m not a fan of chocolates, or anything sweet. I eat them to make myself feel better on a lousy day, mostly. I have soft spots for brownies and cheese cakes though.
6. I have never laughed at somebody for being bigger because I think it’s really rude, and hurting - I also almost never use the word “fat”, unless absolutely necessary.
7. Privately, I swear alot. Like, alot. The one person who’s ever seen me swear out loud is probably Mr L.
8. I’m terrified of dentists. I don’t know where I got the courage from to do my braces.
9. I’ve always thought of myself as pretty smart. I don’t know why - I’ve never had people coming up to me and say: hey, I think you’re really smart! But still, I maintain that I’m a pretty smart person. Haha.
10. I cannot read a map to save my life. I am really bad with directions. I can lose my bearings anywhere, even in JE, where I grew up in for the past 23 years.
11. I don’t care of if people say I’m short. I kind of like petite.
12. I am super paranoid. I worry about almost everything. It’s on my New Year Resolution list every year: Learn to take things easy.
13. I found from a guy friend that he used to have a crush on me, but gave up later because I worry too much for his liking.
14. Instead of getting annoyed, more than often, I get amused at the way people misspell my name!
15. I only know how to converse in English and Cantonese until I turned 17 and got into Poly.
16. Soyabean milk cures my gastric pains immediately! Works better than any pills.
17. I’m terribly superstitious. I don’t swim during the seventh month, I always knock on hotel doors or press the doorbell before I step in, I run away when I spot a black cat in my path, I almost never wear red because my horoscope clashes badly with it, I never sleep in front of a mirror - I’ve got more, but you don’t want to know.
18. I love a man in glasses! - but I guess everyone knows that already. I also love a man who speaks Cantonese.
19. I fall in love really easily, but there was only one guy I’ve imagined marrying.
20. The first thing I consider before buying a pair of shoes, is if I could run in them - and God knows why, because I don’t run.
21. I don’t drink milk, don’t eat bean curd and garlic and I absolutely hate durians.
22. I also don’t cook.
23. I can do sums in my head really fast.
24. My idea of death is falling into a deep, bottomless pit. And you just keep falling. That’s why I’m terrified of death.
25. I am very anal about listening to other people’s music or music I don’t like.
26. When I was around 8-10, I once ate too much of chao kuay tiao and threw up non-stop after that. I never touched chao kuay tiao again.
27. I can buy multiple pieces of the same clothing/shoes/bags in different colours if I like the piece very much.
28. I used to think that there is somebody sitting inside a cassette tape, and he/she sings everytime I press the play button on my player.
29. I also used to believe that those dramas screened on television are real people with real lives, and I might just be a character to somebody else’s tv drama.
30. My mother used to bring me and my sister to the library every weekend and we’ll lug 20 over books back to read. I think my mother did a great thing for us.
31. I didn’t know how to pronounce the word “bolognaise” until last year.
32. I wished all men dressed in suits for work.
33. I need to sleep at least 10 hours a day. If not, I get really cranky.
34. I get extremely irritated when people send me official emails in broken English (bad vocabulary, bad grammar, spelling errors.. etc). Use the dictionary check for God’s sake!!
35. According to my late grandmother, I will get married at the age of 24.
36. I have really bad colour coordination, which is why most times, I only dress in solid, primary colours.
37. I’m terrified of paper cuts, because when I was young, I once plunged my hand into a bag of freshly cut waste paper and it came out all bloody. I guess I never got over it.
38. The first book that ever made me cry was “Bridge of Terebithia’.
39. It irritates the hell out of me when people pronounce Porche as “por-sh“. It’s “por-sheh“, no?
40. The sound of styroform makes me cringe like mad.
41. I played first the cornet, then the trumpet for 9 years.
42. I’m mildly claustrophobic. I freak out totally if I’m stuck in a lift or being left alone in a locked room for too long.
43. I almost drowned when I was about 9 or 10. Some stupid kid was playing with me and pulled me under the water. It was my dad who saved me, but I still love swimming.
44. Swimming is the only sport I do.
45. I don’t like clowns, and dolls. I think they’re really creepy.
46. I hate beer. But I love wines - chinese, red, white..I love them all.
47. I love people in branded, plastic, black geeky glasses.
48. The first album I ever bought was Nicholas Tse’s. I still *heart* him.
49. I love airplane food. I love how it’s all nicely packed and how they come in trays…the entire package.
50. I have trouble remembering birthdays. The only birthdays I remember are my immediate family’s, BK’s, Mr L’s, Mae’s, Vin’s (’cause it came after BK’s) and Sams’ (’cause it came before mine) and Ron’s (cause it came a little after Xmas).
1. I grew up by the sea (almost, since my dad was half a sailor) but I’ve never donned a bikini. In fact, I never will - maybe, unless, you put a gun to my head.
2. I’m allergic to mushrooms. It makes me break out in rash everytime I eat them - even the random ones in my pasta. Sigh.
3. My childhood ambitions were in this order: Nurse (until I found out the sight of blood scares me), teacher (until I found out kids are so annoying) and writer (don’t ask).
4. My adult ambitions are: Tourist, cartoon character and tai tai (in no particular order).
5. I’m not a fan of chocolates, or anything sweet. I eat them to make myself feel better on a lousy day, mostly. I have soft spots for brownies and cheese cakes though.
6. I have never laughed at somebody for being bigger because I think it’s really rude, and hurting - I also almost never use the word “fat”, unless absolutely necessary.
7. Privately, I swear alot. Like, alot. The one person who’s ever seen me swear out loud is probably Mr L.
8. I’m terrified of dentists. I don’t know where I got the courage from to do my braces.
9. I’ve always thought of myself as pretty smart. I don’t know why - I’ve never had people coming up to me and say: hey, I think you’re really smart! But still, I maintain that I’m a pretty smart person. Haha.
10. I cannot read a map to save my life. I am really bad with directions. I can lose my bearings anywhere, even in JE, where I grew up in for the past 23 years.
11. I don’t care of if people say I’m short. I kind of like petite.
12. I am super paranoid. I worry about almost everything. It’s on my New Year Resolution list every year: Learn to take things easy.
13. I found from a guy friend that he used to have a crush on me, but gave up later because I worry too much for his liking.
14. Instead of getting annoyed, more than often, I get amused at the way people misspell my name!
15. I only know how to converse in English and Cantonese until I turned 17 and got into Poly.
16. Soyabean milk cures my gastric pains immediately! Works better than any pills.
17. I’m terribly superstitious. I don’t swim during the seventh month, I always knock on hotel doors or press the doorbell before I step in, I run away when I spot a black cat in my path, I almost never wear red because my horoscope clashes badly with it, I never sleep in front of a mirror - I’ve got more, but you don’t want to know.
18. I love a man in glasses! - but I guess everyone knows that already. I also love a man who speaks Cantonese.
19. I fall in love really easily, but there was only one guy I’ve imagined marrying.
20. The first thing I consider before buying a pair of shoes, is if I could run in them - and God knows why, because I don’t run.
21. I don’t drink milk, don’t eat bean curd and garlic and I absolutely hate durians.
22. I also don’t cook.
23. I can do sums in my head really fast.
24. My idea of death is falling into a deep, bottomless pit. And you just keep falling. That’s why I’m terrified of death.
25. I am very anal about listening to other people’s music or music I don’t like.
26. When I was around 8-10, I once ate too much of chao kuay tiao and threw up non-stop after that. I never touched chao kuay tiao again.
27. I can buy multiple pieces of the same clothing/shoes/bags in different colours if I like the piece very much.
28. I used to think that there is somebody sitting inside a cassette tape, and he/she sings everytime I press the play button on my player.
29. I also used to believe that those dramas screened on television are real people with real lives, and I might just be a character to somebody else’s tv drama.
30. My mother used to bring me and my sister to the library every weekend and we’ll lug 20 over books back to read. I think my mother did a great thing for us.
31. I didn’t know how to pronounce the word “bolognaise” until last year.
32. I wished all men dressed in suits for work.
33. I need to sleep at least 10 hours a day. If not, I get really cranky.
34. I get extremely irritated when people send me official emails in broken English (bad vocabulary, bad grammar, spelling errors.. etc). Use the dictionary check for God’s sake!!
35. According to my late grandmother, I will get married at the age of 24.
36. I have really bad colour coordination, which is why most times, I only dress in solid, primary colours.
37. I’m terrified of paper cuts, because when I was young, I once plunged my hand into a bag of freshly cut waste paper and it came out all bloody. I guess I never got over it.
38. The first book that ever made me cry was “Bridge of Terebithia’.
39. It irritates the hell out of me when people pronounce Porche as “por-sh“. It’s “por-sheh“, no?
40. The sound of styroform makes me cringe like mad.
41. I played first the cornet, then the trumpet for 9 years.
42. I’m mildly claustrophobic. I freak out totally if I’m stuck in a lift or being left alone in a locked room for too long.
43. I almost drowned when I was about 9 or 10. Some stupid kid was playing with me and pulled me under the water. It was my dad who saved me, but I still love swimming.
44. Swimming is the only sport I do.
45. I don’t like clowns, and dolls. I think they’re really creepy.
46. I hate beer. But I love wines - chinese, red, white..I love them all.
47. I love people in branded, plastic, black geeky glasses.
48. The first album I ever bought was Nicholas Tse’s. I still *heart* him.
49. I love airplane food. I love how it’s all nicely packed and how they come in trays…the entire package.
50. I have trouble remembering birthdays. The only birthdays I remember are my immediate family’s, BK’s, Mr L’s, Mae’s, Vin’s (’cause it came after BK’s) and Sams’ (’cause it came before mine) and Ron’s (cause it came a little after Xmas).
Sunday, November 25
A LITTLE LOST
…then again, I’m always lost.
I realise there hadn’t been many moments in my life where I thought I’ve finally found the direction in my life and that I’m going to follow it till the end. Even now, soon to be a quarter of a century old, I’m still trying to find my calling. Does everyone have a calling, by the way? Surely there’re people like me, who walk through life not truly knowing what they were meant to be.
I don’t want to grow up. It seems like fun when I was little. But now, it isn’t fun anymore.
Just now as I was walking home from the train station, I spotted an old man who looked terribly like my father - just alot older. I was suddenly gripped with fear - it wasn’t funny, I tell you. The vision of my father, my parents, being really old scares me. I can’t imagine life without them. I don’t know what to do without them. I don’t think I can live life alone.
Yesterday when I was having breakfast with my dad, I asked if he missed his parents. He said no, he can’t quite remember what it was like with them around. I didn’t believe him. How could he not miss them? I don’t think I’ll ever stop missing my grandma.
Sigh. Why does life have to be like that? It isn’t fair - to give life then take it away. Don’t give me crap about going back to their Maker’s arms. 死了就 一了百了， 哪被留下的人怎么办?
Eeks. I know, emo entry, but thoughts like that keep me grounded and sane at times.
I wish the earth revolves a little slower. Give me a little more time
Friday, November 16
WHY IS TODAY A HAPPY DAY?
1. One of the most painful projects which I’ve been doing - which has dragged on for 3 months - has finally ended! I have no idea how it’s gonna turn out, but I pray for the best. Afterall, it’s been 3 months of hard work. Sigh.
2. I’m going to watch Jacky Cheung!! (Oops, have I mentioned it already? Sorry, am too happy!) I heard from Doreen that he’s not going to be holding another concert in the next five years! Phew. Thanks KK! 
3. I saw Masatomo-Jun lookalike outside my work place today. Such a coincidence! And he was wearing the same clothes I saw him in last week. Hmmmm….
4. I’m watching 奸人堅 right now. It must be the most entertaining drama I’ve seen in a long time! *Heart* Dayo Wong. He’s too cute!
Friday, November 2
XANGA TO BLOGGER
Arrggg just realised that my XANGA has clashed and not managed to savage it. OMG! Gosh. Anyway has decided to move my home here. Lovely.
Something make me happy... say, shopping sprees, or having a particular dish, going on luxury tours.. even sleeping in late. If you get to have/do it all the time, the magic wears off some day, doesn’t it? Do these little things still make you deliriously happy when it happens then?
Digressing, been talking to BK about adventures. I think everyone should have at least one adventure in their life. Going abroad alone, living somewhere where no one knows you… doing things you have only dreamed of doing.
Went clubbing with Stan, BK, PQ, Evwin and Dehua the day before I headed for KL. My virgin experience. I must be queer because even when I was younger, I’ve never really had the impulse or desire to go clubbing. I don’t understand the addiction. I still don’t. One experience doesn’t speak alot but I must admit, it was rather fun, but it’s not worth the trouble lar. If it’s free and I get rides to and fro, then hell yeh, I would go. Hehe.
Something make me happy... say, shopping sprees, or having a particular dish, going on luxury tours.. even sleeping in late. If you get to have/do it all the time, the magic wears off some day, doesn’t it? Do these little things still make you deliriously happy when it happens then?
Digressing, been talking to BK about adventures. I think everyone should have at least one adventure in their life. Going abroad alone, living somewhere where no one knows you… doing things you have only dreamed of doing.
Went clubbing with Stan, BK, PQ, Evwin and Dehua the day before I headed for KL. My virgin experience. I must be queer because even when I was younger, I’ve never really had the impulse or desire to go clubbing. I don’t understand the addiction. I still don’t. One experience doesn’t speak alot but I must admit, it was rather fun, but it’s not worth the trouble lar. If it’s free and I get rides to and fro, then hell yeh, I would go. Hehe.
Saturday, October 27
CLIENTS SO STUPID YOU WON’T BELIEVE IT. Rawr!
First, she asked, “Why didn’t you page the brochere?” I thought for a second. Page a brochere? “Nobody pages a brochure.” I told her a minute later. Especially not one that has only 8 pages. “Why not? Why not?” She asked twice, impatiently. How do I explain to her that people just don’t? But from my experience, she won’t be listening. So I simply told her, “You just don’t.”
At 7pm yesterday, she called to ask me to make some minor changes to the 2 brochures I was supposed to do for her. She started off making nitty gritty bo liao changes like grammar and vocab changes. Jesus! What a waste of my time!
At one point of time she called and screamed: “Why is this…blah blah blah? I trust you to use your own judgement before throwing in everything that I sent you..blah blah blah.” I wanted to tell her: I didn’t ask you to think of designs for me, I would trust you to check your own work before sending them to me. Why should I do your work for you? Bitch! But of course I didn’t. I can’t :(
Finally, at almost 11pm, FA is all done and ready to be sent to the printer. Unfortunately, it adds up to over 200mb of files and so we’ll have to go thru’ FTP transfer. She emailed me and requested I send the working files to her. I told her: Sorry, files are too huge. Won’t be able to email them to you. (And God knows what she wants them for because those are all working files and there’s no way she could view them anyways. Idiot! But she emails back and insisted: No problem. I have 1GB of storage space. Please email them to me.
Ha ha. What a joker. Was she trying to cheer me up? I ignored her. But she called. “ Can you email the files to me? My email account can take up to 1GB of files.” I sighed. It’s 11pm and you’re trying to test my patience. “I can’t. It’s not about how much storage your account has. 200mb just won’t go through.” She huffed. “Why? 200mb is pretty small, isn’t it?” She insisted in that cheesy accent of hers.
I hate it when she asks me why. Why should I waste time explaining something you won’t understand?? “It just won’t. And 200mb of files is pretty huge. (At this point I purposely stifled a soft, yet audible laugh of mockery) 200mb won’t pass the transfer. Nobody uses email to transfer 200mb of files.”
“Oh?” She pauses to absorb all that information that I’ve just piled on her head. “Well then..”
“I’ll copy you the email I’ve sent to the printer. That way you can keep track of the status of the printing. Ok?” I interrupted her unkindly. This bitch has wasted my Friday night, I’m not going to let her waste another minute of mine! “Alright. Fine. Please do. Thank you.”
I hung up and immediately called Singtel to permanantly bar her number from my calls. I don’t want to be ever hearing from this witch again!
At 7pm yesterday, she called to ask me to make some minor changes to the 2 brochures I was supposed to do for her. She started off making nitty gritty bo liao changes like grammar and vocab changes. Jesus! What a waste of my time!
At one point of time she called and screamed: “Why is this…blah blah blah? I trust you to use your own judgement before throwing in everything that I sent you..blah blah blah.” I wanted to tell her: I didn’t ask you to think of designs for me, I would trust you to check your own work before sending them to me. Why should I do your work for you? Bitch! But of course I didn’t. I can’t :(
Finally, at almost 11pm, FA is all done and ready to be sent to the printer. Unfortunately, it adds up to over 200mb of files and so we’ll have to go thru’ FTP transfer. She emailed me and requested I send the working files to her. I told her: Sorry, files are too huge. Won’t be able to email them to you. (And God knows what she wants them for because those are all working files and there’s no way she could view them anyways. Idiot! But she emails back and insisted: No problem. I have 1GB of storage space. Please email them to me.
Ha ha. What a joker. Was she trying to cheer me up? I ignored her. But she called. “ Can you email the files to me? My email account can take up to 1GB of files.” I sighed. It’s 11pm and you’re trying to test my patience. “I can’t. It’s not about how much storage your account has. 200mb just won’t go through.” She huffed. “Why? 200mb is pretty small, isn’t it?” She insisted in that cheesy accent of hers.
I hate it when she asks me why. Why should I waste time explaining something you won’t understand?? “It just won’t. And 200mb of files is pretty huge. (At this point I purposely stifled a soft, yet audible laugh of mockery) 200mb won’t pass the transfer. Nobody uses email to transfer 200mb of files.”
“Oh?” She pauses to absorb all that information that I’ve just piled on her head. “Well then..”
“I’ll copy you the email I’ve sent to the printer. That way you can keep track of the status of the printing. Ok?” I interrupted her unkindly. This bitch has wasted my Friday night, I’m not going to let her waste another minute of mine! “Alright. Fine. Please do. Thank you.”
I hung up and immediately called Singtel to permanantly bar her number from my calls. I don’t want to be ever hearing from this witch again!
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