I feel so bad to say this but i'm jobless and slacking at home in bliss... haha!! I'm not going to get a job till end of next month since i'll be going off on a holiday around the 5th of March if everything goes smoothly. My parents are treating me and obviously, me, being the ever filial child, won't reject my parents' offer. We intended to go to Japan. Hopefully, the travel agency is able to reach the quota which is pretty difficult i think since it's not school holidays. If it's not successful, i think i moan and cry and barf all my guts and heart out until the travel agency has no choice but to plan one specially for my family. Imagine only the four of us on the tour bus... hehe!
So, i have nothing much to do except to grow fat at home...
XXexpress is a damn bugger. Called me many times yesterday asking whether i'm keen to work. I already told her colleague last friday that i'll be going off for a holiday next month. Apparently, her colleague didn't tell her. She asked me how long my trip's going to be and when i'll be back. I bet she's going to call me when i'm back. Or perhaps, call me before i leave to find a job for me so that i can work straight after im back... I think i'm going to give a ridiculous excuse like "i'm pregnant. BUT, i'm still keen in looking for a job. why not call me in 9 months' time" That will be totally classic man!
It was great meeting up with qijiemeis for dinner last night. I miss my friends...*sniff sniff*
I don't like potato-heads... ... It's so potato-ishly irritating harping on past events that is so potato-ishly not my problem but why am i potato-ishly irritated by it... Don't understand. Life's an irony anymore. Live like a moron and you'll enjoy 'ignorant bliss'.
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
29th will be the day that i die...
I'm jobless again...
It's not as though i got sacked or anything... i'm a die-for employee. I'm responsible,initiative,adaptable,willing to learn, focused,humourous,cheerful person... sorry...i'm like promoting myself. But that's what we're supposed to do during interviews... promote ourselves... so superficial but it has to be done. The trick is to whack all your attributes or rather the attributes that you think you possess, as long as they are great things, whack without batting your eyelids...
I heard that a levels results will be released on 29th of Feb.... That day will mark the end of hazel's life. I don't want to get back. Can't i just live in ignorance? Completely unaware of my results. Ignorance is bliss right? hai~
Anyway, back to the topic which involves... what ah? oh ya! i'm jobless... i tried looking for a job. My mum wants me to work in the same company as her under customer service. I know customer service is a horrible job but according to my mum, she thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle the stress of the job... *rolls my eyes* Anyway, so we happily trotted down to the HQ human resource department for an interview. (ok! i wasn't that happy ) Few hours later, the person in charge called and told me to work at Great world city. Said they are in need of people in accounting department. I politely declined because i wasn't keen to travel so damn far.... It's super inconvenient. Had to change a lot of buses and stuff... Gave me the excuse that people related can't work together. It's not as though i'll be working as a permanent staff... It's only temporary... Forget... quite pissed la... it'll be their loss anyway. I'm such a wondeful employee as mentioned earlier... hee!
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. customer service sucks. You get criticised, sweared, scolded, ranted, spewed for nothing. It's not your fault that the goods customers bought crashed on them. Not as though you pray zealously everyday for the goods to spoilt. Customer service is like the second worse job after cleaning... My mum even mentioned to me that everyone in customer svc has at least shed tears once... Imagine me having to bring a box of tissue. NO! a roll of toilet paper to add onto the dramatic effect to work everyday. and unroll a wad of toilet papers and cry on them while apologising fervently to the customers. can imagine? haha!
It;s such a tough job yet my mum recommended me to it. In this case, it means i'm really sarcastic. Am i really that sarcastic? Oh gosh... even my mum thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle moronic/unreasonable/anal customers. Or worse still, handle sarcastic customers. In another words, i'm more than just sarcastic. Not mediocre sarcastic but belong to the sarcastic elite. Oh gosh... I'm sarcastic?
It's not as though i got sacked or anything... i'm a die-for employee. I'm responsible,initiative,adaptable,willing to learn, focused,humourous,cheerful person... sorry...i'm like promoting myself. But that's what we're supposed to do during interviews... promote ourselves... so superficial but it has to be done. The trick is to whack all your attributes or rather the attributes that you think you possess, as long as they are great things, whack without batting your eyelids...
I heard that a levels results will be released on 29th of Feb.... That day will mark the end of hazel's life. I don't want to get back. Can't i just live in ignorance? Completely unaware of my results. Ignorance is bliss right? hai~
Anyway, back to the topic which involves... what ah? oh ya! i'm jobless... i tried looking for a job. My mum wants me to work in the same company as her under customer service. I know customer service is a horrible job but according to my mum, she thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle the stress of the job... *rolls my eyes* Anyway, so we happily trotted down to the HQ human resource department for an interview. (ok! i wasn't that happy ) Few hours later, the person in charge called and told me to work at Great world city. Said they are in need of people in accounting department. I politely declined because i wasn't keen to travel so damn far.... It's super inconvenient. Had to change a lot of buses and stuff... Gave me the excuse that people related can't work together. It's not as though i'll be working as a permanent staff... It's only temporary... Forget... quite pissed la... it'll be their loss anyway. I'm such a wondeful employee as mentioned earlier... hee!
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise. customer service sucks. You get criticised, sweared, scolded, ranted, spewed for nothing. It's not your fault that the goods customers bought crashed on them. Not as though you pray zealously everyday for the goods to spoilt. Customer service is like the second worse job after cleaning... My mum even mentioned to me that everyone in customer svc has at least shed tears once... Imagine me having to bring a box of tissue. NO! a roll of toilet paper to add onto the dramatic effect to work everyday. and unroll a wad of toilet papers and cry on them while apologising fervently to the customers. can imagine? haha!
It;s such a tough job yet my mum recommended me to it. In this case, it means i'm really sarcastic. Am i really that sarcastic? Oh gosh... even my mum thinks i'm sarcastic enough to handle moronic/unreasonable/anal customers. Or worse still, handle sarcastic customers. In another words, i'm more than just sarcastic. Not mediocre sarcastic but belong to the sarcastic elite. Oh gosh... I'm sarcastic?
Monday, February 11, 2008
interviews are scary
I went for interviews today... since the festive period is going to be over and NOEL won't need so many part time workers, i guess i'm going to be jobless soon which means i need those interviews in order to look for another job...
First interview was 10am at JAC which is located at Tanjong Pagar. Mingyan and i got lost... BUT, we managed to sniff our way there.
We were first separated and ushered into different rooms. Honestly, the names of the rooms were ridiculous la... Mingyan's room was called "st andrew's" It's ridiculous to me in the sense that imagine you're working there and you want to meet a client in the room... you'll tell the client "Ok! i shall meet you at St andrew's. You go there and have a seat first." The client will definitely looked mootoofoodoo at you and don't understand wth is going on right... Why can't they just simplify things and call the rooms room 2 or 3? Anyway, i got bored in the room and decided to draw up the curtains to have a better view. However, the sun was too glaring and i drew the curtains down again in case the sunray is too piercing to the interviewer. How considerate...
Less than 10 minutes later, i was ushered into St andrew's (i can't remember the name of my room) to be interviewed together with Mingyan. we had two interviewers who looked immaculately dressed and groomed. I bet the male interviewer plucked his eyebrows... it's none of my concern but then ya... it was my first time being formally interviewed for a job so naturally, i could feel the stress... In my opinion, i did pretty ok for the first time except that i was crossing my legs and uncrossing them again and again cause i was nervous ma... and i hit the CPU located in front of me... The interviewers mentioned to us that we had to take note of our postures and body languages and be more prepared in future. Otherwise, we were ok and appeared sincere. Like duh~ Who won't appear sincere when they are in need of a job...
after that, we took mrt to the west--jurong east for another interview by recruitexpress. The interviewer asked whether we're keen to work in the west. definitely no no la! so damn far away... waste of time and travel expenses...
First interview was 10am at JAC which is located at Tanjong Pagar. Mingyan and i got lost... BUT, we managed to sniff our way there.
We were first separated and ushered into different rooms. Honestly, the names of the rooms were ridiculous la... Mingyan's room was called "st andrew's" It's ridiculous to me in the sense that imagine you're working there and you want to meet a client in the room... you'll tell the client "Ok! i shall meet you at St andrew's. You go there and have a seat first." The client will definitely looked mootoofoodoo at you and don't understand wth is going on right... Why can't they just simplify things and call the rooms room 2 or 3? Anyway, i got bored in the room and decided to draw up the curtains to have a better view. However, the sun was too glaring and i drew the curtains down again in case the sunray is too piercing to the interviewer. How considerate...
Less than 10 minutes later, i was ushered into St andrew's (i can't remember the name of my room) to be interviewed together with Mingyan. we had two interviewers who looked immaculately dressed and groomed. I bet the male interviewer plucked his eyebrows... it's none of my concern but then ya... it was my first time being formally interviewed for a job so naturally, i could feel the stress... In my opinion, i did pretty ok for the first time except that i was crossing my legs and uncrossing them again and again cause i was nervous ma... and i hit the CPU located in front of me... The interviewers mentioned to us that we had to take note of our postures and body languages and be more prepared in future. Otherwise, we were ok and appeared sincere. Like duh~ Who won't appear sincere when they are in need of a job...
after that, we took mrt to the west--jurong east for another interview by recruitexpress. The interviewer asked whether we're keen to work in the west. definitely no no la! so damn far away... waste of time and travel expenses...
Saturday, February 09, 2008
i'm alive
I got sucked into the lengendary Bermuda's Triangle and i swam all the way back...
Ok la! i admit la... i was just too lazy to blog... opps!
I think nobody cares much about cny now... I brought oranges for visiting but i never once exchanged mine with others.. My precious oranges were sitting comfortably in my bag for three days...
honestly, i find the idea of exchanging oranges abit stupid. I added the word 'abit' just to be courteous... anyway, no matter how many times you exchange, those spherical orange things will remain as mandarin oranges... so what's the point of exchanging...
my cousin and i wore black pants, dark coloured clothes but weren't berated by relatives... this is because their own children were wearing dark coloured clothes as well... hahaha!
i find visiting more tiring than working... this is because everywhere i went to, there bound to be car accidents... i saw many... two accidents which involved 8 cars kissing each other, one at scotts rd whereby a Lambourghini (not sure whether spelled correctly) got smashed into useless metal and another which involved 5 cars crashing together, another one at serangoon rd involving a bmw and Jaguar colliding with each other... imagine how many angbows that are needed to fix the cars... oh gosh.... those car accidents led to massive traffic jams and you know how frustrating that can get...
my job at Noel is going to end on Valentine's day... sad right? no date, no candlelit dinner, no outings, no programmes, no job... thursday is so going to be a black thursday.... wahahaha!
Ok la! i admit la... i was just too lazy to blog... opps!
I think nobody cares much about cny now... I brought oranges for visiting but i never once exchanged mine with others.. My precious oranges were sitting comfortably in my bag for three days...
honestly, i find the idea of exchanging oranges abit stupid. I added the word 'abit' just to be courteous... anyway, no matter how many times you exchange, those spherical orange things will remain as mandarin oranges... so what's the point of exchanging...
my cousin and i wore black pants, dark coloured clothes but weren't berated by relatives... this is because their own children were wearing dark coloured clothes as well... hahaha!
i find visiting more tiring than working... this is because everywhere i went to, there bound to be car accidents... i saw many... two accidents which involved 8 cars kissing each other, one at scotts rd whereby a Lambourghini (not sure whether spelled correctly) got smashed into useless metal and another which involved 5 cars crashing together, another one at serangoon rd involving a bmw and Jaguar colliding with each other... imagine how many angbows that are needed to fix the cars... oh gosh.... those car accidents led to massive traffic jams and you know how frustrating that can get...
my job at Noel is going to end on Valentine's day... sad right? no date, no candlelit dinner, no outings, no programmes, no job... thursday is so going to be a black thursday.... wahahaha!
Sunday, January 27, 2008
do i look like a sec sch student?
i've gotten a new hp. song ericsson w660i. This time round, i'm going to be extra extra careful... i'm not gg to lose my phone again. Losing one's phone is a major inconvenience. Besides facing with monetary losses both for losing the phone and buying another phone, one will lose all the contacts...ALL THE CONTACTS... ur boyfriends' numbers, ex-boyfriends' numbers... ok la...i don't have a boyfriend so that's not too much of a concern to me... wahaha!! stop the joke... i've lost the contacts of my beloved friends' and relatives'... that's the most ass kicking thing...
today i pop by hello shop to exchange for another new phone cause the phone which i had gotten on friday had something wrong with the keypad. The salesgirl was like super reluctant to exchange one for me and kept insisting there's nothing wrong. I've been using it for days and when i say there's sth wrong, means there's sth wrong. if not i got nothing better to do, waste 1 dollar plus of busfare to TM, another 1 dollar plus more back for what?! The salesgirl looked through the box and insisted that there's no warranty card in it even though i was pretty sure it was buried inside and i even bothered to check my messy table before leaving the house.In the end, my mum found it... The salesgirl actually said sth like "no, i'm very sure it's not there. Doesn't seem to be there." before that... wth! Don't want to give me warranty card then say so lah!i was abit cranky at that time... blame it on the hormones...
Anyway, i just cut my hair after dinnertime and i was charged secondary school student's rate... i don't know whether i should embrace it with joy or sink into depression that i look childish... hmm...but can save money la..so i think i'm happy. haha!!
today i pop by hello shop to exchange for another new phone cause the phone which i had gotten on friday had something wrong with the keypad. The salesgirl was like super reluctant to exchange one for me and kept insisting there's nothing wrong. I've been using it for days and when i say there's sth wrong, means there's sth wrong. if not i got nothing better to do, waste 1 dollar plus of busfare to TM, another 1 dollar plus more back for what?! The salesgirl looked through the box and insisted that there's no warranty card in it even though i was pretty sure it was buried inside and i even bothered to check my messy table before leaving the house.In the end, my mum found it... The salesgirl actually said sth like "no, i'm very sure it's not there. Doesn't seem to be there." before that... wth! Don't want to give me warranty card then say so lah!i was abit cranky at that time... blame it on the hormones...
Anyway, i just cut my hair after dinnertime and i was charged secondary school student's rate... i don't know whether i should embrace it with joy or sink into depression that i look childish... hmm...but can save money la..so i think i'm happy. haha!!
Monday, January 21, 2008
sales is tough
i'm back from four days of sales. Doing sales is tough. Stood for the whole day till my legs turned numb. Plus i had to know my products well if not i'll get shoot by customers. Sales was difficult but honestly, it's so much less boring than admin work because i'll get to meet all sorts of people including weird ones. There are also some demanding customers and i had to weave my way through or lie to them without batting an eyelid. Also, i had to learn how to introduce sales strategies to attract customers' interests.
DAy 1:
I'd lost my handphone on that day... Was feeling pretty emo about it but had to put on a smile still. That's the sad thing about being a salesperson. Even if you're feeling down, you still have to put on a brave front. One ah pek looked at a 22 inches LCD monitor and told me that next time when i get married, i should buy this and place it in my new house cause it's very clear and nice. *dots* i was still not very familiarised with the products at that point in time. Because of this, i was 'shoot' by many customers. Of course there were some customers who asked stupid questions like where the computer is made. CHINA la! Now everything is made in CHina ma... even the underwear you wear... some asked me got made in malaysia one or not... At that point in time, i felt like fainting on the spot. Have you heard of computers made in malaysia in modern times?
Day 2: I had PRC customers who came to look look see see only... asked me to translate what's wireless so i said wu xian and he went "huh? she mo wu xian?" and looked absolutely shocked. Asked me to translate what's 'tokyo drift' into chinese... like wth! i met super irritating customers who obviously don't look like they'll buy the products but still they ask a lot of questions. Of course there were customers that looked down on us temporary staff and refused to talk further with us and demand to talk to our supervisor or senior staff instead. I always feel like swatting these kind of customers away....
Day 3:
it was a saturday. There were more people compared to weekdays. Sales was brisk and we were quite understaffed. temporary staff do not know how to bring the customers to make payments so sometimes, the customers ended up stranded... i had one PRC guy who spoke in heavily accented english which was totally incomprehensible. I had a tough time understanding... PRC then PRC la... why want to act like he's singaporean. Of course there were one snobbish disgusting PRC couple who told me point blank that my chinese sucks. Inside, i was cursing them but i faked nonchalant and fabricated a lie and said that i'm mixed blood. My father's malay, mother's chinese and they stupidly believed. After that, their attitude to me was better and seemed kind of proud that i know their motherland's chinese...
In case you don't know, i don't have a very good opinion of PRC people in the first place...
Day 4: LAst day!! A funny incident occurred. One of my customers' kid pooped on the floor. Another female staff used the brochure to cover it and placed another cardboard box on it. Another senior staff whom i call uncle tommy (actually he's not very old la...but somehow it sounds nice...) didn't know. He came back from making payment with a customer, found the cardbox lying on the floor and picked it up together with the brochure. His fingers touched the poop and since he didn't know, he smelled it and exclaimed "oh shit!" super loudly. Dad and i burst out laughing. i think both of us super cruel but the three of us had made a pact not to say anything.... so... it was super disgustingly funny.
managed to sell 4 notebooks and one desktop in a day. Personally feel it's pretty impressive...
even though the four days were tough, i had my share of fun and laughter. Got to learn more about computers. Met people from all walks of life. Learnt to become a better liar. Twisted and turned my way through when i met difficulties.
DAy 1:
I'd lost my handphone on that day... Was feeling pretty emo about it but had to put on a smile still. That's the sad thing about being a salesperson. Even if you're feeling down, you still have to put on a brave front. One ah pek looked at a 22 inches LCD monitor and told me that next time when i get married, i should buy this and place it in my new house cause it's very clear and nice. *dots* i was still not very familiarised with the products at that point in time. Because of this, i was 'shoot' by many customers. Of course there were some customers who asked stupid questions like where the computer is made. CHINA la! Now everything is made in CHina ma... even the underwear you wear... some asked me got made in malaysia one or not... At that point in time, i felt like fainting on the spot. Have you heard of computers made in malaysia in modern times?
Day 2: I had PRC customers who came to look look see see only... asked me to translate what's wireless so i said wu xian and he went "huh? she mo wu xian?" and looked absolutely shocked. Asked me to translate what's 'tokyo drift' into chinese... like wth! i met super irritating customers who obviously don't look like they'll buy the products but still they ask a lot of questions. Of course there were customers that looked down on us temporary staff and refused to talk further with us and demand to talk to our supervisor or senior staff instead. I always feel like swatting these kind of customers away....
Day 3:
it was a saturday. There were more people compared to weekdays. Sales was brisk and we were quite understaffed. temporary staff do not know how to bring the customers to make payments so sometimes, the customers ended up stranded... i had one PRC guy who spoke in heavily accented english which was totally incomprehensible. I had a tough time understanding... PRC then PRC la... why want to act like he's singaporean. Of course there were one snobbish disgusting PRC couple who told me point blank that my chinese sucks. Inside, i was cursing them but i faked nonchalant and fabricated a lie and said that i'm mixed blood. My father's malay, mother's chinese and they stupidly believed. After that, their attitude to me was better and seemed kind of proud that i know their motherland's chinese...
In case you don't know, i don't have a very good opinion of PRC people in the first place...
Day 4: LAst day!! A funny incident occurred. One of my customers' kid pooped on the floor. Another female staff used the brochure to cover it and placed another cardboard box on it. Another senior staff whom i call uncle tommy (actually he's not very old la...but somehow it sounds nice...) didn't know. He came back from making payment with a customer, found the cardbox lying on the floor and picked it up together with the brochure. His fingers touched the poop and since he didn't know, he smelled it and exclaimed "oh shit!" super loudly. Dad and i burst out laughing. i think both of us super cruel but the three of us had made a pact not to say anything.... so... it was super disgustingly funny.
managed to sell 4 notebooks and one desktop in a day. Personally feel it's pretty impressive...
even though the four days were tough, i had my share of fun and laughter. Got to learn more about computers. Met people from all walks of life. Learnt to become a better liar. Twisted and turned my way through when i met difficulties.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Back to work
Tomorrow will be back-to-work!
I'm currently working at IMM which is located at west of Singapore. Coincidentally, i live at pasir Ris which is again coincidentally located at the extreme end, east of Singapore. Isn't this more shocking than watching horror movie??
Don't worry. My dad coincidentally works at IMM too so i can get a lift to my workplace. what am i working as? I'm working as a salesperson, selling computers. Which brand? ACER. Coincidentally, the laptop i'm using now is also ACER!! wow!
I was told that sometimes salesperson has to lie in order to 'sell' their products and raise their commission. So, do i or do i not? I hope that i won't land in a situation that demands me to lie. Lying is wicked!
On the other hand, we live in a materialistic, superficial, competitive world. It's not as though i don't understand why salespersons lie... On a fundamental level, everyone lies. Why can't they?
Since everyone lies, and lies are classified as 'white' and 'black'. I'll set myself a boundary. I can only tell a white lie and that's it. Innocent lie that doesn't hurt... pricks a little but see no blood. Am i making sense? whatever.
Just strive to do my best to up commissions and SMILE! We live in a superficial world anyway. A smile doesn't mean i like the person. It's just another facial expression.
Hope i won't meet anal customers. Ok! That's like deceiving myself to believe a completely impossible thing....
The 'S' rules to follow...
S for smile
S for suppress my foul temper
S for summarised features of the products
S for sweet (act sweet and innocent la... so that the chances of my boss flaring at me will be minimised.)
S for saint (calm and cool)
The good thing about working so far away is that the odds of me bumping into someone i know is greatly reduced. Most of my friends live in the East. Even if i do something embarrassing, it's ok. Nobody will remember hazel from the east anyway... LAUGH!! wish me luck tomorrow. My legs are going to break...
I'm currently working at IMM which is located at west of Singapore. Coincidentally, i live at pasir Ris which is again coincidentally located at the extreme end, east of Singapore. Isn't this more shocking than watching horror movie??
Don't worry. My dad coincidentally works at IMM too so i can get a lift to my workplace. what am i working as? I'm working as a salesperson, selling computers. Which brand? ACER. Coincidentally, the laptop i'm using now is also ACER!! wow!
I was told that sometimes salesperson has to lie in order to 'sell' their products and raise their commission. So, do i or do i not? I hope that i won't land in a situation that demands me to lie. Lying is wicked!
On the other hand, we live in a materialistic, superficial, competitive world. It's not as though i don't understand why salespersons lie... On a fundamental level, everyone lies. Why can't they?
Since everyone lies, and lies are classified as 'white' and 'black'. I'll set myself a boundary. I can only tell a white lie and that's it. Innocent lie that doesn't hurt... pricks a little but see no blood. Am i making sense? whatever.
Just strive to do my best to up commissions and SMILE! We live in a superficial world anyway. A smile doesn't mean i like the person. It's just another facial expression.
Hope i won't meet anal customers. Ok! That's like deceiving myself to believe a completely impossible thing....
The 'S' rules to follow...
S for smile
S for suppress my foul temper
S for summarised features of the products
S for sweet (act sweet and innocent la... so that the chances of my boss flaring at me will be minimised.)
S for saint (calm and cool)
The good thing about working so far away is that the odds of me bumping into someone i know is greatly reduced. Most of my friends live in the East. Even if i do something embarrassing, it's ok. Nobody will remember hazel from the east anyway... LAUGH!! wish me luck tomorrow. My legs are going to break...
Sunday, January 13, 2008
I'm jobless
I think i'm the happiest person on earth to be jobless... hehe!! My job had complteted so it's time to look for another job. BUT, i'm enjoying being jobless so i'll delay the process of looking for another job for few more days. I'm a lazy bum bum...
Imagine while walking down the streets and somebody just barges into my lane and begs me to fill up some bo liao questionaire. Under 'occupation', i'll get to put the status 'unemployed'. I'm not studying, so obviously i'm not student. So, that makes me 'unemployed'. haha! I'm so not ashamed to put that down k...
I'm envious of those who have goals and clearly know what they are going to study in future. a lot of people had asked me what i want to study in university blah blah blah. The problem is i don't even know whether i can get into a uni. Plus, i have no idea what i want to study. hai~ Internship is better than working other temp jobs but how to get an internship when i don't even know what i want to be in future. That's so depressing...
Chinese New Year is coming and i expect people to ask me what i want to study in uni. I think i'm going to tell them in a straight face (must remind myself not to laugh after that) "oh... i don't intend to go university in future. I absolutely loathe studying. studying sucks. anyway, i'm learning bar-top dancing now. when the IR opens, i'll head there for a job. Oh... you know of anyone who is interested to learn as well?" *act innocent* I bet nobody will dare to pop the question again.
The trick to fend off these sorts of questions is to give a stupefying answer that leaves them shocked and dumbfounded. That way, they won't ever dare to bug me again.
Yesterday, i met up with the rest of qijiemeis. I miss them a lot... *sniff* went to Billy Bombers for a sumptuous lunch. Woo Hoo!! billy Bombers rocks. Yeah yeah! Bought a pair of shoes for ruiying cause it was her birthday yesterday.
I miss school...
Imagine while walking down the streets and somebody just barges into my lane and begs me to fill up some bo liao questionaire. Under 'occupation', i'll get to put the status 'unemployed'. I'm not studying, so obviously i'm not student. So, that makes me 'unemployed'. haha! I'm so not ashamed to put that down k...
I'm envious of those who have goals and clearly know what they are going to study in future. a lot of people had asked me what i want to study in university blah blah blah. The problem is i don't even know whether i can get into a uni. Plus, i have no idea what i want to study. hai~ Internship is better than working other temp jobs but how to get an internship when i don't even know what i want to be in future. That's so depressing...
Chinese New Year is coming and i expect people to ask me what i want to study in uni. I think i'm going to tell them in a straight face (must remind myself not to laugh after that) "oh... i don't intend to go university in future. I absolutely loathe studying. studying sucks. anyway, i'm learning bar-top dancing now. when the IR opens, i'll head there for a job. Oh... you know of anyone who is interested to learn as well?" *act innocent* I bet nobody will dare to pop the question again.
The trick to fend off these sorts of questions is to give a stupefying answer that leaves them shocked and dumbfounded. That way, they won't ever dare to bug me again.
Yesterday, i met up with the rest of qijiemeis. I miss them a lot... *sniff* went to Billy Bombers for a sumptuous lunch. Woo Hoo!! billy Bombers rocks. Yeah yeah! Bought a pair of shoes for ruiying cause it was her birthday yesterday.
I miss school...
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
scary experience!
I was nearly knocked down by a motorbike on my way home today...
I think i'm lucky that i'm still alive. The driver didn't notice me until he was slightly less than 1 metre away from me... The driver seemed to be in a rush and he was driving real fast until suddenly sounded his/her horn and he stopped just in time, eyes wide with shock. I glowered at him and hope it was enough to last him for the entire journey home. The road is a dangerous place!
I'm scared. Imagine what would happen if the nobody sounded the horn to stop the driver abruptly before banging into me. I wouldn't be here typing this entry anymore. I would either end up in hospital or worse still, lying in the wooden box.
will my family be hysterically sad, extremely sad, very sad or moderately sad? How would my friends react? Will anyone shed tears on my coffin?
Will anyone remember few years down the road?
I'm thankful that i'm alive. It was super duper scary! It's a miracle that i managed to pull myself together and walk home rather than crumble onto the floor... It serves to reinforce into me that life is fragile. we have to appreciate the people around us...
I feel like crying now...
I think i'm lucky that i'm still alive. The driver didn't notice me until he was slightly less than 1 metre away from me... The driver seemed to be in a rush and he was driving real fast until suddenly sounded his/her horn and he stopped just in time, eyes wide with shock. I glowered at him and hope it was enough to last him for the entire journey home. The road is a dangerous place!
I'm scared. Imagine what would happen if the nobody sounded the horn to stop the driver abruptly before banging into me. I wouldn't be here typing this entry anymore. I would either end up in hospital or worse still, lying in the wooden box.
will my family be hysterically sad, extremely sad, very sad or moderately sad? How would my friends react? Will anyone shed tears on my coffin?
Will anyone remember few years down the road?
I'm thankful that i'm alive. It was super duper scary! It's a miracle that i managed to pull myself together and walk home rather than crumble onto the floor... It serves to reinforce into me that life is fragile. we have to appreciate the people around us...
I feel like crying now...
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Random-ness
My life is so boring... Work is boring... Admin work is boring... everything's boring BUT i don't miss school... Wahaha!
Went to BookFest yesterday. I didn't find the books that i want! shoosh! At least the things were neatly arranged and there's no problem trying to navigate your way through. Compared to IT fair, the bookfest is practically empty... Guess not many people are interested in reading...
We saw a newcaster promoting his book and my little cousin exclaimed excitedly "wah! got ming xing leh!" Oh gosh! His definition of a star is different from ours... That was super funny man...
I just got pricked by a staplet... i hope i won't die of metal poisioning...
watched National Treasure.. it was cool man!! I like thrilling intelligent clever suspense movie like this... woo hoo!!
Went to BookFest yesterday. I didn't find the books that i want! shoosh! At least the things were neatly arranged and there's no problem trying to navigate your way through. Compared to IT fair, the bookfest is practically empty... Guess not many people are interested in reading...
We saw a newcaster promoting his book and my little cousin exclaimed excitedly "wah! got ming xing leh!" Oh gosh! His definition of a star is different from ours... That was super funny man...
I just got pricked by a staplet... i hope i won't die of metal poisioning...
watched National Treasure.. it was cool man!! I like thrilling intelligent clever suspense movie like this... woo hoo!!
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Seized by flu
I've got an invasion in my body. The flu virus has successfully entered my body system and is recruiting body cells to join in the combat against my immune system. i'm not letting the enemies win. So i prepped myself with flu pills after each meal to boost my antibodies. Provide them with more equipment to beat the flu virus to its grave...
Oh boy... It's just a flu and i can write a paragraph on it...
I think i'm somewhat racist... People from the same place where my ancestors came from always managed to step on my toes. (i'm beating about the bush because i want to avoid being sued by ministry for harmonious ties in singapore...) I'm quick to discern i'm a singaporean chinese and not some other chinese.
Yesterday was qijiemei outing. We wanted to take neo prints from a particular machine when we saw bags and coins strewn all over the place inside the machine and the eerie part was nobody was around. It's really eerie because for once i thought the people who were taking pictures were sucked into the machine like old wives' tale that camera could actually suck away someone's soul. Plus there were a handful of 1 dollar coins on the table which made me think that something bad really happened cause who in the right state of mind will leave the money that adds up to about twenty or thirty plus there without anyone guarding it... I panicked and ran out of the machine only to find 4 or was it 5 china girls happily squealing over the doodlings on their neo prints.The seven of us were staring and they blissfully ignored us. Ruiying asked them something which i couldn't hear and they just continued to remain unmoved and said that they were going to take neoprints for 2 more times. this meant that they were going to hog the neoprint machine for very long. Naturally, i flared up and said while you're doodling, we can take our pictures first what. They ignored us and continued with their squeals. It's bloody stupid ok! They can doodle while we take our pictures and by the time we had finished, they can take their pictures again... Can anyone see the wondrous plan i'd drawn up?
Finally, another group of people asked them whether they could remove their bags from the machine and they finally did so grudgingly... Like WTH? they don't own the machine.
In case you guys don't know but i just came back from China and ya... i'd met with situations like this before. Of course, there were nice people too but somehow too many black sheep had disillusioned by civic perception of them...
Ok! I shall be more objective. Of course there're obnoxious singaporeans too... like me... ever so sarcastic and cynical and many other 'qualities'.
Oh ya! If everyone is perfect, there won't be the need for law and police. Police and those working in law firms will lose their jobs and upset the whole economic balance creating a hoo-haa... i don't want that to happen. So, i shall remain obnoxious...
Did i mention a bunch of china young girls cut into my queue in HongKong saying that their friends had gotten them tickets for the tram. I'd got ticket in my hand and therefore so what? I raised my voice and said something like "i;ve ticket too" and they apologised and continued to cut queue, shoving their way through. I swear i could feel a lot of sincerity for their apologies man... It was cold and their sincere aplogies really helped warm my heart... I pity the little girl behind me. She was freezing and her ears were red but she didn't have friends to help them purchase tickets therefore she was not liable to cut queue. We were both in the same boat. Friendless... When the tram came, the bunch of china girls dashed all the way to be first in line. I didn't know the tram moves like a bullet train which explained the need to run in case it 'bullets' away... one of the china girls tried to speak english which was hilarious and i made no attempts to drown my laughter. I told you i know i'm obnoxious. The same pitiful china girl went on to flirt with a korean guy, speaking to him in english, with his girlfriend clinging tightly to his arm. Hey! i didn't say the china girl was bitchy did i?
Woo.. some to think of that, i only have a jaudiced impression of young snobbish china girls... where has all the racial harmony values inculcated since kindergarden gone to? Oh gosh! There's something really wrong with me...
Oh boy... It's just a flu and i can write a paragraph on it...
I think i'm somewhat racist... People from the same place where my ancestors came from always managed to step on my toes. (i'm beating about the bush because i want to avoid being sued by ministry for harmonious ties in singapore...) I'm quick to discern i'm a singaporean chinese and not some other chinese.
Yesterday was qijiemei outing. We wanted to take neo prints from a particular machine when we saw bags and coins strewn all over the place inside the machine and the eerie part was nobody was around. It's really eerie because for once i thought the people who were taking pictures were sucked into the machine like old wives' tale that camera could actually suck away someone's soul. Plus there were a handful of 1 dollar coins on the table which made me think that something bad really happened cause who in the right state of mind will leave the money that adds up to about twenty or thirty plus there without anyone guarding it... I panicked and ran out of the machine only to find 4 or was it 5 china girls happily squealing over the doodlings on their neo prints.The seven of us were staring and they blissfully ignored us. Ruiying asked them something which i couldn't hear and they just continued to remain unmoved and said that they were going to take neoprints for 2 more times. this meant that they were going to hog the neoprint machine for very long. Naturally, i flared up and said while you're doodling, we can take our pictures first what. They ignored us and continued with their squeals. It's bloody stupid ok! They can doodle while we take our pictures and by the time we had finished, they can take their pictures again... Can anyone see the wondrous plan i'd drawn up?
Finally, another group of people asked them whether they could remove their bags from the machine and they finally did so grudgingly... Like WTH? they don't own the machine.
In case you guys don't know but i just came back from China and ya... i'd met with situations like this before. Of course, there were nice people too but somehow too many black sheep had disillusioned by civic perception of them...
Ok! I shall be more objective. Of course there're obnoxious singaporeans too... like me... ever so sarcastic and cynical and many other 'qualities'.
Oh ya! If everyone is perfect, there won't be the need for law and police. Police and those working in law firms will lose their jobs and upset the whole economic balance creating a hoo-haa... i don't want that to happen. So, i shall remain obnoxious...
Did i mention a bunch of china young girls cut into my queue in HongKong saying that their friends had gotten them tickets for the tram. I'd got ticket in my hand and therefore so what? I raised my voice and said something like "i;ve ticket too" and they apologised and continued to cut queue, shoving their way through. I swear i could feel a lot of sincerity for their apologies man... It was cold and their sincere aplogies really helped warm my heart... I pity the little girl behind me. She was freezing and her ears were red but she didn't have friends to help them purchase tickets therefore she was not liable to cut queue. We were both in the same boat. Friendless... When the tram came, the bunch of china girls dashed all the way to be first in line. I didn't know the tram moves like a bullet train which explained the need to run in case it 'bullets' away... one of the china girls tried to speak english which was hilarious and i made no attempts to drown my laughter. I told you i know i'm obnoxious. The same pitiful china girl went on to flirt with a korean guy, speaking to him in english, with his girlfriend clinging tightly to his arm. Hey! i didn't say the china girl was bitchy did i?
Woo.. some to think of that, i only have a jaudiced impression of young snobbish china girls... where has all the racial harmony values inculcated since kindergarden gone to? Oh gosh! There's something really wrong with me...
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Opps! i;m back
I've survived one week of work. yeah! I'm working. My job starts at 8.30 and ends at 6.30pm. That's 10 hours of work. Erm...to be more accurate, 9 hours since 1 hour is dedicated to lunch. if you were to consider commuting, it's be another one hour so i spend about 11 hours out of the house. I'm like virtually non existent in the house since i gotta get 6/7 hours of sleep. which means i only spend about 6/7 hours at home, awake. haha! and since i wake up early in the morning while others are snoozing away, i don't get to see my family much. yups! it's like going to school. Except there's no tests, studies, crammings, burning midnight oil etc... I'm working at upper changi's Kinderland. Does it ring a bell? No.. i'm working in a childcare centre. First week of job, i didn't dare to step out of office since i'm new and stuff... starting from next week, i'm going to mingle with kids. Befriend and play with them? Haha!
basically, my job is just boring admin stuff... It's boring... very boring... so so boring... but i know i'm quite lucky to have a job like this. It's stress free and you know what... i get to enjoy a choir of cries every morning and it'll last till the kids are gone. If i'm lucky, the choir of cries would be reduced to a duet. On occasions whereby lady luck drops a penny in my path, it'll be a solo performance of cries. I've realised that kids these days have magnificent healthy lungs with great air capacity. They cry non stop for hours... is it because of GM food, vaccinations, organic food, antibiotics or something else? Can anyone shine some light on that?
OMG! i think being cooped up in the office for 10 hours per day has made me sarcastic? is this considered sarcastic? (inhales deeply)
which means i don't have much time to play with my darling computer. i hope i can take pictures of the office i worked in soon. Luckily, i've got a companion, elaine, to joke around with when our jobs get too boring...
Kudos to elaine for withstanding my nonsense...
Otherwise, i still like kids...
basically, my job is just boring admin stuff... It's boring... very boring... so so boring... but i know i'm quite lucky to have a job like this. It's stress free and you know what... i get to enjoy a choir of cries every morning and it'll last till the kids are gone. If i'm lucky, the choir of cries would be reduced to a duet. On occasions whereby lady luck drops a penny in my path, it'll be a solo performance of cries. I've realised that kids these days have magnificent healthy lungs with great air capacity. They cry non stop for hours... is it because of GM food, vaccinations, organic food, antibiotics or something else? Can anyone shine some light on that?
OMG! i think being cooped up in the office for 10 hours per day has made me sarcastic? is this considered sarcastic? (inhales deeply)
which means i don't have much time to play with my darling computer. i hope i can take pictures of the office i worked in soon. Luckily, i've got a companion, elaine, to joke around with when our jobs get too boring...
Kudos to elaine for withstanding my nonsense...
Otherwise, i still like kids...
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
Yellowcard - Only One
I like this song!! although the lead reminds me of draco malfoy... i don't know why... just remind me of draco malfoy for no apparent reason. I don't see the link... maybe cos of his hair?
Funny Cousin
My cousin is so damn funny... although he's irritating but kids will still be kids anyway. They are such guileless adorable irritants... i know that's some irony in that description. It's like saying 'a cool geek' but who knows.. the geek may be a geek trapped in a handsome body...Ok! i'm going out of point....
i was doing chem paper 2 when my cousin decided to pop into my room. Being the ever kaypoh-est lil brother, he stood beside me and stared at my paper. Btw, i was doing a question on periodic table which requires you to write a lot of gibberish things in order to explain the trends across the periodic table. I was writing blah blah blah... and he had this awed yet mixed with shock kind of expression.
cousin: you mean i have to write and do all this when i'm in sec 4
me: JC. jiejie not in sec sch anymore...
cousin: you mean i have to write this in JC? (horrified)
me: ya... Gp's worse. you have to write 3/4/5 pages of essay. Cannot leave space.
cousin: (horrified expression)
So, i expect he won't dare to imagine how life will be like after he leaves primary school. I know it's bad to say such things to traumatise little kids but then ...you can't expect me to say something like jc is so fun! you get to climb that awesome monkey bar during recess, toss frisbee during break, drink coca cola mixed with f&n orange with ice cream soda with grape juice...( I heard that kids are drinking this sorts of nonsense) that will be telling a lie! it's better to tell the truth yea?
anyway, that funny cousin say my uncle lying on the bed watching tv and popped the most incredulous thing...
cousin: you have a lot of armpit hair... want me to pluck for you?
i laughed until i could hardly breathe... so funny! he looked so innocent when he said that...
Back to reality! i'm sudenly very afraid for my cousin. I'm scared he'll become a sissy in future. I think he mixes too much with the girls. The men are always working and hardly at home. We have proportionately more girls than guys... that explains the volunteer-to-shave-armpit-hair incident cause girls have the aversion to armpit hair... hehe!
anyway, i think i screwed up my maths and chem paper 3. Imagine having bio paper 2 and maths paper 2 on the same day. It was akin to murder! hai~
i'm depressed... ...
i was doing chem paper 2 when my cousin decided to pop into my room. Being the ever kaypoh-est lil brother, he stood beside me and stared at my paper. Btw, i was doing a question on periodic table which requires you to write a lot of gibberish things in order to explain the trends across the periodic table. I was writing blah blah blah... and he had this awed yet mixed with shock kind of expression.
cousin: you mean i have to write and do all this when i'm in sec 4
me: JC. jiejie not in sec sch anymore...
cousin: you mean i have to write this in JC? (horrified)
me: ya... Gp's worse. you have to write 3/4/5 pages of essay. Cannot leave space.
cousin: (horrified expression)
So, i expect he won't dare to imagine how life will be like after he leaves primary school. I know it's bad to say such things to traumatise little kids but then ...you can't expect me to say something like jc is so fun! you get to climb that awesome monkey bar during recess, toss frisbee during break, drink coca cola mixed with f&n orange with ice cream soda with grape juice...( I heard that kids are drinking this sorts of nonsense) that will be telling a lie! it's better to tell the truth yea?
anyway, that funny cousin say my uncle lying on the bed watching tv and popped the most incredulous thing...
cousin: you have a lot of armpit hair... want me to pluck for you?
i laughed until i could hardly breathe... so funny! he looked so innocent when he said that...
Back to reality! i'm sudenly very afraid for my cousin. I'm scared he'll become a sissy in future. I think he mixes too much with the girls. The men are always working and hardly at home. We have proportionately more girls than guys... that explains the volunteer-to-shave-armpit-hair incident cause girls have the aversion to armpit hair... hehe!
anyway, i think i screwed up my maths and chem paper 3. Imagine having bio paper 2 and maths paper 2 on the same day. It was akin to murder! hai~
i'm depressed... ...
Monday, October 22, 2007
"Peccadillo"
Can you guess the meaning? Don't refer to the dictionary? what does it sound like or look like to you?
It was my first seeing that word, it looked and sounded like some spanish food to me...
doesn't it?
Huichan doesn't agree... she said i'm always thinking of food...
But, it really sounds like food mah... not meh?
Anyway, you know what is it like to wake up at 3 am with hiccups...
wide awake because you are hiccuping nonstop. anyway, i had the 'honour' of experiencing that one fateful morning ...Took a long time for the hiccup to cease and for me to drift back to la la land...
it's not funny k! i had to scramble all the way to the kitchen to get a cup of water...
I'm a cynical person...
that was kinda random i know...
Can you guess the meaning? Don't refer to the dictionary? what does it sound like or look like to you?
It was my first seeing that word, it looked and sounded like some spanish food to me...
doesn't it?
Huichan doesn't agree... she said i'm always thinking of food...
But, it really sounds like food mah... not meh?
Anyway, you know what is it like to wake up at 3 am with hiccups...
wide awake because you are hiccuping nonstop. anyway, i had the 'honour' of experiencing that one fateful morning ...Took a long time for the hiccup to cease and for me to drift back to la la land...
it's not funny k! i had to scramble all the way to the kitchen to get a cup of water...
I'm a cynical person...
that was kinda random i know...
Saturday, October 20, 2007
new blogskin!!
what's that? dustball?
stones?
granites?
nope!
it's weirdly shaped with chocolate puccas!
My study companion! Pucca rocks and keeps me happy and awake!! 
taken from the national library
A shu nu pic of me and my darling sarah!I have a new blogskin!! Hurray!!
The previous one was crap... it was meant to be a temporary one... anyway, my blogskin has always been a temporary one until i chance upon a better looking one and voila! plus bye bye to the previous... Anyway, the previous one was crap because it gave people the idea that i'm in love or something which obviously i'm not!!
Linkin park is coming, together with black eyed peas and the click five and david copperfield. AND YOU KNOW WHAT.. they all come before or during a levels. SHOOT! I can envision them deliberately planning their concerts during a levels so that people like me me me can't go.
Linkin park: let's go singapore and perform during a levels so that a levels students can't watch us... leave them "NUMB" with anger. leave them to "Bleed it out"...
Black eyed peas: (sniggers) yea yea! yo man! we shall head for singapore and "let's get retarded".
Fergie: i hope those students won't cry and mourn over their loss for not being able to cry. Boys are weaklings for sure but i know "BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY".
The clive 5: we will be performing at MOS. We hope that there will be pretty babes.. singapore has what... SPGS? maybe one of them will be "JUST THE GIRL" i'm looking for...
OK! i'm bored... i imagined that up... obvious ... hahaha! why can't they perform next year? like when a levels is history, i have a job which means i have the money to pay for the tickets to watch. Doesn't it make more monetary sense? AH!!!
Now, i'm stuck at home ploughing through notes and books... yuck! it's so say very fruitful also judging from the fact that i'm blogging and not studying... *smack myself*
i wanna watch them perform!! ah!! especially click five! The handsome cute bunch of dudes... ahAhAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
i should have just called in to 98.7 fm hotline and sing one of the click five's songs and win myself 5 tickets. That's easy as it sounds... i should have done that...
Sunday, October 07, 2007
new bf
I've added another picture of boyfriend 2 beside boyfriend 1... wahaha!! More reasons for me to glue my butt to the study desk and mug for a levels... more pictures of handsome guys, increase in the potency, more glued will i be to the chair... sentence sounds abit weird but heck...hey hey! i'm going to tell you about this funny incident which happened one week ago at Toa Payoh. Hazel was standing at the roadside waiting for uncle to fetch her to some ulu place to celebrate her another uncle's birthday. There was another lady standing ahead of her, flagging desperately for a taxi. Hazel stood near the road hoping that her uncle would notice her since it was dark and her uncle has lao hua yan... That lady somehow inched closer to her. Hazel suspected that lady thought she was competing with her for a taxi. Hazel moved away from her, the lady got closer. Hazel was damn irritated. Hazel moved inwards, away from the edge of the kerb. The lady stood in front of her, flagged a taxi, taxi stopped and she walked away leaving the taxi driver totally clueless. The taxi driver stared at Hazel, Hazel Stared back. The driver's stare slowly turned to glare... Hazel looked away feeling dumbfounded... what's wrong with the lady?
In conclusion, i'm not the only weird person on earth...
Thursday, October 04, 2007
nice song
Nice song!! but i think the video is abit erm.. lame? haha!! i think the female lead has scary eyes.... eee...
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