… when you leave your hp on a cab?
You pray for a Good Samaritan who will call you back with your beloved phone.
Oh man, it’s not just the price of the phone,
but it’s all the numbers stored in it that makes your heart jump in your mouth…
Argh.
The times when I didn’t look behind when I got off a cab,
were the times I will leave something behind…
DAMMIT!
OH MAN.
I am such a lucky girl indeed.
Manage to secure a good lobang for a job!
The place wasn’t too hard to find,
but the cab driver drove too slowly and talked too much.
-_-
I made it there slightly early anyway
And I actually kinda like the Creative Director guy…
He’s quite cute wor, a little short, just a little taller than moi…
But very friendly and hey…
His style is the kind of guy I would like, really.
Arty and stylish… ;p
Both of the interviewers are quite alright,
and very frank…
And they like my work!
How lucky can I get?
They said I am the perfect person who can also fit into their “culture”…
Plus they like to chill out and drink after work…
The office is just off Mohd Sultan…
So… *bites lips*
Anyway not that into clubbing now,
but that’s not the point entirely!
I’m excited about changing a new job. :D:D:D:D:D
And working in an all new environment!
They are still in the setting up stage,
therefore will take about a month or so to get back to me,
once their budget and headcount bits are settled…
I’m happy I’m happy and so far it seems so good…
*goes delirious*
I hope they get back to me soon!
*whispers*
I hope no rival comes along and take my job away! >:P
Met up with K after that,
typed some rubbish on his behalf in IRC *shhhh*
^_^ He’s quite cute when he plays with the dogs…
*puke alert*
!!!!!! *dance around*
No mood to work liaoz…
…PC. …Mother-daughter relationship. …Career. …Love life.
Oh well, most are up, like IE6.0, modem, winamp, windows media player, IRC, sound card, monitor drivers…
going to install Norton anti-virus…
Have not installed Yahoo Messenger, ICQ, MSN, P2P filesharing software,
Photoshop, Freehand, Dreamweaver, bla bla blaaaa…
So many things to install
So fragile an OS
So weak a processor
Passed mum a VCD of Butterfly Lovers,
the original 1960s… or issit 70s version (?) to my mum…
The one with Ling Bo and Le Di, both singing Huang Mei Diao…
“Wo Shi Ge Da Ben Niuuuuuu Da Ben NIIUUUUUuUUuuUuuuuuu…”
I could claim the money from the company,
and declare it company property…
But oh well, just a little gift for my mum I guess…
My sis says that I should just take it slow,
and bring him home one day…
She’s alright with the idea of him,
because Catholic Indians can’t be all that… bad?
I mean, we have all heard of horror stories of drunk Indian men
physically abusing their wives and children?
But there are Chinese who do so too… So…
No double standards here please????
Been hyper lately now that I have gotten in contact with
the Bruce Dunlop guy…
SHUSHHhh…
He said I had been HIGHLY RECCOMMENDED for the post!!!!!
*grin grin grin*
OK tomorrow’s the big day to grab that new job!!!!
Interview Checklist:
Resume – Checked
CD R with Showreel – Checked
Nice and stylish outfit – UUuuhhhh…
Good pair of kick ass shoes – UUUUUUUUUUhhhhhhhh???
Make up kit – Checked
Wit, intelligence, talent – Trying to keep it intact…
Booger removal – Checked
Ear Wax removal – Checked
Tummyachebecauseiamsoblardynervous alert – Hope not
Riiiiigghhhhtt…
*need luck*
Been listening to Erik Satie’s Gymnopedie.
Touched by this simple piano piece from the movie “Windstruck”…
Made me more emo than usual (which is bad)
But made me feel a tad classier… Woahahahahaa!!!
*preens*
Got into a silly argument with him.
I’m doubting us again… The works. =|
Alright.
Time to iron outfit for tomorrow.
*Pees in pants*
With a foolish mind I thought my love was unconditional.
But why am I angry when you don’t love me as much in return?
I wish I may
I wish I might
I wish my love
Will bring me an equal tonight.
:S so drama!
The weekend that had just come to pass,
might already be history.
But the things that happened during this weekend,
will have some repercussions,
that will promise me some bleah problems later on.
My computer was screwed up by a ()*^*(&%&*$&$ing spyware.
And now, after 5 reformatting and reinstalling procedures,
it is still not working right.
ARGH! I suspect a bug in my Win 98 (first edition some more),
therefore there’s alot of conflicts within itself…
(All the time and effort wasted *()^*&%&I$^$)
Anybody with a good copy of Win98 SE to borrow?
K came over to my house as a “friend”,
to attempt fixing the computer…
My mum was out, my brother was in,
and he told her my boyfriend is Indian. The nerve!!!
I came back home after dinner,
and she questioned me about it. I ignored her.
Laughed it off, actually.
On Sunday night, she came and tell me that she object to us being together.
In my entire life, I have never raised my voice at her.
But that night, well… I did.
She’s just being racist,
and which mother would actually WANT her daughter to be a spinster?!
She rather I become a spinster,
for fear of my life being screwed by men anyway.
WTF!!!!!????!!!!
That aside, she just have that kind of preconception that Indians = Stinky Ah Nehs.
Don’t she know that there are different kinds of Indians? >:@
WAH RAU!!!!!
Saturday night, after supper with him, when I was waiting for the lift alone,
I encountered a stalker… Yikes.
No details here. Except that he was being very intruding…
All my years of going home late at night,
and this is the first time I ever encountered such a person!
YIKES!!!!!!!
I will have to be extra careful when going home in the wee hours of the night now.
-_-
K said that our characters are very different.
Indeed, he is the calm and steady pillar,
while I bounce off the walls at every minor trigger.
Yeah, I am the ultimate kan cheong spider.
I have to stop obsessing about the negative shite,
and think happy thoughts from now.
(I know I repeated this many many times,
but it helps that I am still in touch with my flaws right??? RIGHT????)
Anyway,
it’s Monday, back to work, zzzzz…
My department is going on a field trip to my colleague’s house in JB
for the long weekend!!!
Woahahahahaa it should be fun man
Bunch of us noisy people going on excursion…
They intend to get some original movie posters which will cost anything
from S$70-100… Oh, and they are already framed up!
Alain is the one who’s most excited about this trip,
because he will be happy to do up his expensive house,
with woah ORHLEEGEENAL movie posters!
Some people just have expensive tastes… ;p
Oh, he’s a classic Virgo maaa…
For me, I would like to do up my future house in a Retro Modern + Bohemian style.
Has anybody been to Hideout?
Something like that.
The beaded / sequinned / retro hanging lamps…
The disco mirror ball…
The curtains dangling all over the place…
The color RED…
The walls with mosaic tiles plastered haphazardly all over it.
The lazy mazy comfy sofas…
Bla bla bla bla blaaaa…
\ (^o^) / <<< act cute sia…
Vart is this thing called lobe?
I would like to of it think it as a river…
Starting out in small trickles…
The little things add up, and they become a steady stream…
And then, the streams join together,
to form one big … erm flow…
Then it meanders…
Most rivers have waterfalls and rapids,
some more of calmness,
more than the others anyway…
Which part of the river is your lobe like?
The rapids with the crashing currents,
bringing rocks and sand and sediments and lives with it?
Or the calm , silent and steady meanders of the river,
with undercurrents slowly pulling you into its flow?
They all bring you to the sea eventually.
But which part of it is more your kind?
Personally,
I used to like the bish bosh of the exciting (in Chinese: hong1 hong1 lie4 lie4) lobe thingy.
Now,
I guess a slow and steady way of lobing someone,
might be healthier.
I guess… ?
Oh now if a blardy salmon tries to swim upstream…
Would you let it lay eggs in your river?
Or would the bear manage to catch it in time?
-_- Anybody wants to go for cheap salmon teriyaki at some dinky foodcourt?
I am talking crap in a morning,
when I am supposed to be working.
Ignore me.
BWahahahaaha!
Yeap this is pointless.
But I am not whining.
Assaults yes. Whining no.
Why do I NOT want to settle this irl?
I prefer to let my fingers do the talking, when I have the time.
I am packed with activities after work.
Weekends I am also meeting up with friends and colleagues.
I don’t get to have dinner at home very much even.
All in all,
I am lazy to meet people up to clear up pointless misunderstandings.
I admit I do have a deep resentment for him, and for you.
You did shield me from his attacks,
but things did blow out of proportion,
because I was spurred on, by you.
Yeah partly because I was bitter as well.
After that, he told me I shouldn’t bring you into our 3-party fight at all.
Glad that there is someone who loves you so.
But he did take my happiness as a pawn for his own.
I’ve lost. Not to him, not to you.
But to myself.
I should have seen it coming,
because it was so obvious who he actually loved.
But in denial I was.
Which led to his actions degrading me into a sobbing pile.
I also remembered a very late night call to him, from you,
someone who claimed of not loving him anymore.
I saw some of the messages you’ve sent him as well…
What was that for if he doesn’t matter to you in THAT way anymore?
Call me presumptuous, but that was where I drew my conclusions about you.
I apologise if I may be wrong.
As for not getting K involved,
do you see the point of both of you talking about it?
He knows most of what happened between me and S,
but he is out of this totally.
He wanted to speak to you as well,
but I told him time and again,
he is not involved.
I do not know who to believe or trust now.
Call me gullible, but yes I am.
Ok no finger pointing at this point in time anymore.
It’s pointless (pun intended).
I created the mess,
I will decide how to end it.
Like this.
If S wants to say something, bring it on.
But I promise, with this post, he will not exist in my memory anymore.
He can be sure I will NEVER EVER intrude in that manner now.
I do need to apologise for being a big mouth, yet again.
I do not mind being a clown, I’d rather make people laugh,
that’s what I did, and that’s what I will always do.
ZZzzz… Last post.
I’ll be back to whining about work and relationships
and my lack of character, bla bla bla…
Check back soon ya?
I adopted a cute lil’ tempura fetus
from Fetusmart! mm..yummy.
I adopted a cute lil’ poison fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!
I adopted a cute lil’ emo fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!
I adopted a cute lil’ September birthstone fetus
from Fetusmart! Hooray fetus!
TemPOOra shrieks:
That’s SO CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
alt note:
yes, that’ll my seasonal nick for a while now. ;p
Ways to show that you are better than people,
when you are actually not.
1. Get people to buy you excessively expensive bags to adorn your excessive insecurity.
2. Plaster your face to hide your identity as the grinch, do you see the cringe?
3. Swear at some people to distract others from noticing your fragility.
4. Chew on bowls of swine food to prevent yourself from turning into what the food is originally meant for.
5. Announce your prowess in bed to the world to lure more into serving you things branded with obscene price tags.
I used to like him. Yes.
But not anymore.
And I am glad, because he’s more of a loser each day.
So if you like someone wagging their tails at you all the time,
while you just love kicking him in the face, telling him to stfu,
since both of you enjoy that kind of sick sick game…
Go ahead.
You just love the attention. Don’t you?
Yeah I am glad I can never attain your level of bitchiness.
You are proud to be a bitch.
Not me.
I am just admitting that I have some not-so-nice traits in me.
I should change.
So you think you are better than me?
Go ahead and live in denial.
I know how it feels like to be treated nicely and with respect.
That is why I try to do that to people.
I want to make everyone happy.
I hope that people will break into laughter,
even if it’s on my expense, I be happy too.
I should be a clown. I bring laughter to people,
even if they laugh AT me.
That’s much more noble than people who strike fear in people,
post threats online and all they can say abt me is that I whine.
Who is the one who whines and call herself fat-this and fat-that?
When she is so much more slimmer than me?
You just want some ego-boosting from people online,
saying “oh oh you are so slim and your boobs are so big…”
Do I care if you like me?
No.
I did want to treat you with respect sometime ago,
but since you strike me as a such a petty person,
so be it.
Yes, I used to be very insecure.
I am still rather insecure.
But does that make you less of an insecure person?
No. You might even be more insecure than me.
Does someone has a Insecurometer with them?
Anyway your power only extends itself to the edge of the computer screen.
Close the window
and Bam!
You are still you.
Awww…