It's the same sharp nose... and those big black eyes with double eye-lids and long dark lashes. well ok, that big black EYE. the only time i could see half her face was when she turned to her left to talk to her fren. Still, same not-so-good skin, same thick wavy black hair. longer than i remembered, but it's been... what, seven years? wow. it's been that long.
What's she doing here in ntu listening to a dbs talk? didn't she study engineering at nus? change of career? and come all the way to ntu to listen to a talk? and dragged her fren down with her?
I wonder how she is now... must have been working for at least 2 yrs... 25 already... probably has a bf, all ready to settle down... at 25, for guys it's still considered young, but for girls, it's probably time to start thinking abt settling down, or at least, having someone who's going to with her.
the talk isn't interesting anymore. don't even care what the speaker is saying. everytime she turns to her fren i shift left, hoping to get a better look, but there's a chinawoman betw us. i gaze at the back of her head, remembering her hair just the way it is now... thick, wavy, a little dry and frizzy. i remember she used to cut it short and slightly messy. not that it mattered.
remembered those times... when we were 7-8 yrs younger. i wld approach her at the canteen, or at the bus stop, and we would talk. and i wld just look into those big black eyes of hers and the rest of the canteen wld be just a blur.
then the talk ended. with no one in my way, i deliberated, and anxiously waited until she turned to move down the seats. but when she did, i didn't dare to look at her. i followed the crowd out instead.
outside, she stood there talking to her fren. she must have saw me checking her out, coz she deliberately turned away. shd i approach?
then, standing by the parapet, that familiar, horrible feeling came back after so many years. heart beating that was so fast and so strong i could hear it clearly. i felt my legs shaking, and that terribly anxious, rib-cage bursting feeling permeated the whole of me. there i was again, in the sch canteen. that nervous, excited, clumsy, bumbling, shaking school boy who wanted to give that valentine's day present.
but i had to approach. i wanted to. just like 7 years ago, i needed a drink to calm my nerves. drinking the cold cordial provided, i looked at her again. and lost my nerve again. with the paper cup in my hand, i had walked straight in her direction, and walked right past.
she looks different though. besides the longer hair, i didn't remember her being that, well, slightly big. vertically and horizontally. but it's been so long... ppl might hv put on some weight. and it has to be those heels. her face doesn't quite look the same though. maybe it's not her.
but maybe it IS her. i had to know. and i had to justify me hanging around the buffet spread for no good reason, not touching the food while everyone was queueing up for it. and me walking around aimlessly checking out girls like a nervous schoolboy.
This is it. I go up to her and interrupt her conversation with her fren. i'm too nervous to care abt manners. "Excuse me, were u from sajc?"
A little stunned, a little puzzled, she replies a heart stopping "Erm.. yah...?"
But she does look different. Let's just give it a try. "From... 1998?"
Even more puzzled, "No... two thousand.... two thousand and two."
"Oops sorry. You look like someone I know."
She graciously gave a "Never mind, it's ok" as i beat an embarassing retreat.
It's ok. i had to know.
As i wrote this, more memories came back. the way she talked... more on her wavy hair, and those mesmerising eyes, as i used to tell myself. the little gifts i gave her, like a piece of wire stolen from the sch lab (which she regconised) shaped into her name. my offer to sing to her at the sch bus stop, which she refused, horrified. the time i stupidly followed her and her best fren to city hall with no good reason given.
the last time we met at clementi, and i cldn't find any food, so she told her sister on the phone that we were going to jurong to eat. we walked round and round, she telling me abt skipping lectures to watch movies with an older guy in nus, me telling her how horrible life was in the army. my last monologue to her, leaving messages on her pager. i don't remember wat i said, but i remembered i was embarassingly heart broken. after those messages i sat at the bottom of the barracks, talking my heart out to a bunkmate who wld listen, in that especially dark nite.
i wonder how she is now.
Friday, September 30, 2005
Thursday, September 29, 2005
Eating the Wrong Things
Lost this entry on tuesday when the f-ed ntu server hanged. will try again here at home, so if still hang it's blogger's fault once again. anyway forgive the quality, i'm tired.
so... rem the lump on my foot last wk? no pain anymore and i forgot abt it but on mon was one of the rare times i looked at my foot and watthefark the lump is still there!! 1 week liao... amazing. began feeling it again, it still felt hard and bony... and got really scared it was really a dislocated foot bone... spent the nite comparing various aspects of both feet sizes to try to figure out where the hell the bone popped out from...
at least it made a convenient excuse to skip my running session for the week.
so tues morning i went to see sch doc. but before that, breakfast at cant b.
hard choice. muslim food tried to cheat me before... chicken rice wasn't open... chinese food didn't hv much food yet... so settled on the unimaginable - vegetarian food. it was still ok at 1st. 1st bite that is. subsequently LDMR quickly set in and it started to taste exactly like wat it was - flavoured flour. i finished the beehoon but left half the "meat"... else i wld've puked. and my insides still felt strangely empty... need meat. needed a char siu pao. got one. now that's breakfast.
(veggie, dun get offended ah...) mum and i always wondered... y vegetarians wanna eat "meat"? if by choice, they want to not eat meat, so y fool urself by eating "meat"? and by eating "meat", aren't they defeating the purpose? coz they DO seem to want to eat meat, but have to settle for substitutes. if u're a vegetarian, then just eat vege that looks like wat it is lah... y wanna bluff urself? i need meat but u dun see me eating veges made out of meat do u?? hahahha (ok i swear this came out better the 1st time i wrote it... but that's the thing abt creativity... only once)
anyway. went to see doc. he fiddled with the lump, and asked, "how far did u run to get this?"
"7 klick."
"then before this, how far did u run? any sudden increase?"
"no.. before this was 6 klick."
"for how long?"
"err... abt... 30+mins." (a lie)
"no no... i mean how long have u been running 6 klick?"
"oh.. err... abt 1 mth." (another lie. unless u count 2 times so far, once every 2 weeks)
he told me nothing to worry abt; it wasn't a dislocation, just overstrain and joint inflammation. i shd stay off running until it went down.
"i'll give u some steroids for that."
"steroids?!?!?! will they...??"
"no no... these are very mild ones... just to bring down the inflammation."
"so they won't...??"
"no.. don't worry...."
yup... so now i'm on steroids! so the next few days if u see me getting beefier, tell me that they work!!! YEAH!!! can feel my muscles getting bigger by the minute!!! GGRRRR!!!! *flexes rapidly expanding muscles controlled by rapidly shrinking brain* hahahahha
note to self:
- save drafts when possible
- take my steroids regularly
- write more gooder entres on kybord... kyebaod... keybraod... AARRRGGGHHH!!!! HULK SMASH!!!!
so... rem the lump on my foot last wk? no pain anymore and i forgot abt it but on mon was one of the rare times i looked at my foot and watthefark the lump is still there!! 1 week liao... amazing. began feeling it again, it still felt hard and bony... and got really scared it was really a dislocated foot bone... spent the nite comparing various aspects of both feet sizes to try to figure out where the hell the bone popped out from...
at least it made a convenient excuse to skip my running session for the week.
so tues morning i went to see sch doc. but before that, breakfast at cant b.
hard choice. muslim food tried to cheat me before... chicken rice wasn't open... chinese food didn't hv much food yet... so settled on the unimaginable - vegetarian food. it was still ok at 1st. 1st bite that is. subsequently LDMR quickly set in and it started to taste exactly like wat it was - flavoured flour. i finished the beehoon but left half the "meat"... else i wld've puked. and my insides still felt strangely empty... need meat. needed a char siu pao. got one. now that's breakfast.
(veggie, dun get offended ah...) mum and i always wondered... y vegetarians wanna eat "meat"? if by choice, they want to not eat meat, so y fool urself by eating "meat"? and by eating "meat", aren't they defeating the purpose? coz they DO seem to want to eat meat, but have to settle for substitutes. if u're a vegetarian, then just eat vege that looks like wat it is lah... y wanna bluff urself? i need meat but u dun see me eating veges made out of meat do u?? hahahha (ok i swear this came out better the 1st time i wrote it... but that's the thing abt creativity... only once)
anyway. went to see doc. he fiddled with the lump, and asked, "how far did u run to get this?"
"7 klick."
"then before this, how far did u run? any sudden increase?"
"no.. before this was 6 klick."
"for how long?"
"err... abt... 30+mins." (a lie)
"no no... i mean how long have u been running 6 klick?"
"oh.. err... abt 1 mth." (another lie. unless u count 2 times so far, once every 2 weeks)
he told me nothing to worry abt; it wasn't a dislocation, just overstrain and joint inflammation. i shd stay off running until it went down.
"i'll give u some steroids for that."
"steroids?!?!?! will they...??"
"no no... these are very mild ones... just to bring down the inflammation."
"so they won't...??"
"no.. don't worry...."
yup... so now i'm on steroids! so the next few days if u see me getting beefier, tell me that they work!!! YEAH!!! can feel my muscles getting bigger by the minute!!! GGRRRR!!!! *flexes rapidly expanding muscles controlled by rapidly shrinking brain* hahahahha
note to self:
- save drafts when possible
- take my steroids regularly
- write more gooder entres on kybord... kyebaod... keybraod... AARRRGGGHHH!!!! HULK SMASH!!!!
Sunday, September 25, 2005
My Name Is Rockie
A new show is the US is out, called "My Name is Earl". The summary goes something like this:
Earl is basically a good-for-nothing professional bum, who does petty crimes from time to time, doing bad things to people along the way. Recently, he discovered that "Karma is a funny thing." while lying on his hospital bed. What happened earlier was he found that he had the winning $100,000 lottery ticket... and in midst of celebrating on the street, runs right into the path of oncoming traffic. Knocked unconscious as a result, his winning ticket flies away with the breeze.
He reckons it has to do with karma... you know, do good things and good things happen to you. do bad things and bad things happen. so he makes a list and sets out to make good every wrong he's done to anyone over the years... always with hilarious results. Like the nerd in the trailer who holds the mace can facing the wrong way. when earl gets too close, he sprays, and... "AHHH!" (not from earl)
Anyway. maybe karma really does exist. but in the real world, maybe it works the other way round too. you know... do bad things and bad things happen? so when bad things happen, without u doing anything bad, means u're probably going to be doing something bad in the future, but the karma server wld be too choked up then, so it's giving u the bad stuff now.
So, that's wats probably happening to me now. OK, in all honesty my life isn't too unbearable. but it's not as good as it shd be either. the last 7 yrs anyway. let's recap.
1998: realised i didn't like 2 out of 4 subjects i was studying for A levels, had a class full of hypocrites, ended up with all Cs. which led to repercussions in uni life. more on that later.
1998-2001: totally wasted 2 1/2 yrs in the army. badly wanted to do something worthwhile and go into combat role, but rugby injury during jc prevented that. spent a meaningless 2 1/2 yrs pushing papers, typing documents, at the mercy of a PSLE graduate, working long, thankless hours at meagre pay (my parents gave me more money per mth than the govt ever did), trapped in a run down, dirty, creepy camp. only joy was from tekaning faggots who came to me for admin purposes.
2001-2005: you guys shd know this by now... imagine doing something u detest. like... being trapped in a room with a faggot with only a clothes hanger to fend him off. then imagine that continuing for 4 1/2 yrs. that's uni life for me. at least ECAs made a nice, sturdy, even sharp clothes hanger to fend off with...
whole life: i'm sure many of u are as puzzled as i am... why a great, straight guy like me has nv been attached before? so many of u all hv told me there's nothing wrong with me... so wat is wrong with the girls i meet? hahahha. so many others are so fortunate... no lack of couples everywhere i look. some even had the wonderful opportunity to choose. even ppl who many consider lesser beings than me. and here i am always alone. when everyone knows how much i'll spoil the person who comes along.
see? so many bad things hv been happening to me, no matter how much i try to be nice to ppl ard me, no matter how much i try to improve myself in so many aspects. so, i reckon i'm not so different from earl, just things go backwards. since so many bad things hv happened already, somewhere in the future, i'll be turning fricking goddamn evil... doing so many evil things... so much more than rite now.
but u guys dun need to worry. i'm not stupid enuff to be evil to ppl close to me... liddat i'll be even more alone. i'll be directing my evil at strangers who deserve it, like incompentant sales staff and irritating insurance agents - will be concocting more deserving ways to despatch them and put them in their place... maybe one day join CASE as its director and unleash my fury thru the orgn... hhahahha just dunno when i'll turn (more) evil though.
so look out evil salesppl!! even more evil is coming ur way!!!
Karma IS a funny thing. hhahhahah
Earl is basically a good-for-nothing professional bum, who does petty crimes from time to time, doing bad things to people along the way. Recently, he discovered that "Karma is a funny thing." while lying on his hospital bed. What happened earlier was he found that he had the winning $100,000 lottery ticket... and in midst of celebrating on the street, runs right into the path of oncoming traffic. Knocked unconscious as a result, his winning ticket flies away with the breeze.
He reckons it has to do with karma... you know, do good things and good things happen to you. do bad things and bad things happen. so he makes a list and sets out to make good every wrong he's done to anyone over the years... always with hilarious results. Like the nerd in the trailer who holds the mace can facing the wrong way. when earl gets too close, he sprays, and... "AHHH!" (not from earl)
Anyway. maybe karma really does exist. but in the real world, maybe it works the other way round too. you know... do bad things and bad things happen? so when bad things happen, without u doing anything bad, means u're probably going to be doing something bad in the future, but the karma server wld be too choked up then, so it's giving u the bad stuff now.
So, that's wats probably happening to me now. OK, in all honesty my life isn't too unbearable. but it's not as good as it shd be either. the last 7 yrs anyway. let's recap.
1998: realised i didn't like 2 out of 4 subjects i was studying for A levels, had a class full of hypocrites, ended up with all Cs. which led to repercussions in uni life. more on that later.
1998-2001: totally wasted 2 1/2 yrs in the army. badly wanted to do something worthwhile and go into combat role, but rugby injury during jc prevented that. spent a meaningless 2 1/2 yrs pushing papers, typing documents, at the mercy of a PSLE graduate, working long, thankless hours at meagre pay (my parents gave me more money per mth than the govt ever did), trapped in a run down, dirty, creepy camp. only joy was from tekaning faggots who came to me for admin purposes.
2001-2005: you guys shd know this by now... imagine doing something u detest. like... being trapped in a room with a faggot with only a clothes hanger to fend him off. then imagine that continuing for 4 1/2 yrs. that's uni life for me. at least ECAs made a nice, sturdy, even sharp clothes hanger to fend off with...
whole life: i'm sure many of u are as puzzled as i am... why a great, straight guy like me has nv been attached before? so many of u all hv told me there's nothing wrong with me... so wat is wrong with the girls i meet? hahahha. so many others are so fortunate... no lack of couples everywhere i look. some even had the wonderful opportunity to choose. even ppl who many consider lesser beings than me. and here i am always alone. when everyone knows how much i'll spoil the person who comes along.
see? so many bad things hv been happening to me, no matter how much i try to be nice to ppl ard me, no matter how much i try to improve myself in so many aspects. so, i reckon i'm not so different from earl, just things go backwards. since so many bad things hv happened already, somewhere in the future, i'll be turning fricking goddamn evil... doing so many evil things... so much more than rite now.
but u guys dun need to worry. i'm not stupid enuff to be evil to ppl close to me... liddat i'll be even more alone. i'll be directing my evil at strangers who deserve it, like incompentant sales staff and irritating insurance agents - will be concocting more deserving ways to despatch them and put them in their place... maybe one day join CASE as its director and unleash my fury thru the orgn... hhahahha just dunno when i'll turn (more) evil though.
so look out evil salesppl!! even more evil is coming ur way!!!
Karma IS a funny thing. hhahhahah
One Last Look
These thots hv been in my mind for some time now. this is one last exorcism, before i rid myself of this inner demon. then you, my dear readers, shall be spared of these sorts of entries again. one last time, and they shall occur no more.
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I wonder if you are happy where you are now.
Strange how events brought you to my door
I did leave it open
But you were the one who walked in
I've never seen the other side
How bright or how dark it is
All I knew is what you told me
That it was dark and restricted.
I knew you deserved better.
I wanted to make sure that wld happen.
Are you happy now,
In that room with anger and sadness?
Or was there light after all?
Maybe my empty room
without anger or sadness or anything bad
didn't have anything good as well
But in that time you were here
You were the light in my room
Do you remember?
Or has happiness wiped your memory
about how dark that room was
about how bright my room was
They remember me, all of them do.
Gelato ice cream
Swensen's earthquake
Thai food
Sushi Tei & Holland V
Tampines Mall & KTV
Places in school
My neighbourhood
Even my swimming pool
Not many of them, but they remind me
of more than I can stand.
I walk home from the wrong direction
I pass the white houses
And wonder if you are happy where you are now.
The bag in my cupboard hasn't seen the light of day
The book, wrapped in plastic, has on a layer of dust
The photos and videos are left unclicked
The cards are left unopened
The adventure is distant and never brought up
But you probably don't have anything that needs to be ignored.
All seemed good til you went away again
You said you didn't want to leave
Shd I had made more effort in making you stay?
Shd I hv not cared what ppl might say?
Shd I hv been more daring when the chance came by?
But I am not him; I am me.
I wanted you to be free, so I let you choose.
And you chose not to come in anymore.
Did you go back coz too much had been paid there?
And you feared you would be left with nothing?
That no room would be opened again?
Then, that done; did you understand wat i went thru?
How much doubt, how much pain?
I wonder if you even bother
And to think how much i cared
And how much you don't seem to.
Maybe one winter's day
We so happen to want to get away from the cold
We'll leave our rooms
And find each other again
Silently staring thru the falling snow
But I doubt it, for it nv snows here.
So I've packed up that empty room
I'll lock the door and return the keys
I will forgive, maybe even forget
And maybe one day, forgetting to forget,
I'll remember you were once special.
So let me have one last look
Before I close the door behind me.
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I wonder if you are happy where you are now.
Strange how events brought you to my door
I did leave it open
But you were the one who walked in
I've never seen the other side
How bright or how dark it is
All I knew is what you told me
That it was dark and restricted.
I knew you deserved better.
I wanted to make sure that wld happen.
Are you happy now,
In that room with anger and sadness?
Or was there light after all?
Maybe my empty room
without anger or sadness or anything bad
didn't have anything good as well
But in that time you were here
You were the light in my room
Do you remember?
Or has happiness wiped your memory
about how dark that room was
about how bright my room was
They remember me, all of them do.
Gelato ice cream
Swensen's earthquake
Thai food
Sushi Tei & Holland V
Tampines Mall & KTV
Places in school
My neighbourhood
Even my swimming pool
Not many of them, but they remind me
of more than I can stand.
I walk home from the wrong direction
I pass the white houses
And wonder if you are happy where you are now.
The bag in my cupboard hasn't seen the light of day
The book, wrapped in plastic, has on a layer of dust
The photos and videos are left unclicked
The cards are left unopened
The adventure is distant and never brought up
But you probably don't have anything that needs to be ignored.
All seemed good til you went away again
You said you didn't want to leave
Shd I had made more effort in making you stay?
Shd I hv not cared what ppl might say?
Shd I hv been more daring when the chance came by?
But I am not him; I am me.
I wanted you to be free, so I let you choose.
And you chose not to come in anymore.
Did you go back coz too much had been paid there?
And you feared you would be left with nothing?
That no room would be opened again?
Then, that done; did you understand wat i went thru?
How much doubt, how much pain?
I wonder if you even bother
And to think how much i cared
And how much you don't seem to.
Maybe one winter's day
We so happen to want to get away from the cold
We'll leave our rooms
And find each other again
Silently staring thru the falling snow
But I doubt it, for it nv snows here.
So I've packed up that empty room
I'll lock the door and return the keys
I will forgive, maybe even forget
And maybe one day, forgetting to forget,
I'll remember you were once special.
So let me have one last look
Before I close the door behind me.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Ex'cue Me, Are You In The Wrong Toilet?
Lots of ambisextrous ppl walking ard these days.
you know... the pretty guys in long hair and the butches. not sure which is worse.
maybe the guys aren't so bad... i HAD long hair once but not that long. but it's worse when they wear TIGHT TIGHT t-shirts/singlets and hv bands on their wrists, like hair bands. gross. some guys hv even taken to wear one-size-too-small shirts that run up their back when they sit down... they look nice on girls, but on guys, just hideous. GROSS. just screaming out for someone to bash some sense into them. "BE A MAN DAMMIT!!" *thud thud* (whimper)"..i'm...*sob*...sorrie..ow...you broke my fingernail" *more thuds*
but think the girls are worse. you can't even tell they're girls now. short hair still not so bad. in fact, some girls look nice with short hair. but its the short hair + big t-shirt + baggy pants + shuffling walk + non-existent breasts. outside completely guy liao... gross. wonder how many scares have they given girls in toilets liao. probably now they're so used to it i can just walk into a crowded girls' toilet and no one wld bother. but i'm not going to try that, of coz.
what sparked this entry off? saw a "girl" at the canteen, saw a "guy" who used to be in my hall (now more "man" than ever), and during filming last week, i worked with wat i thot was a crew of 2 guys and 4 girls. one of the guys was rather boyish, young looking. he had guy sounding name as well. i had my doubts. after abt an hr with them, i then noticed a strap under the back "his" shirt. yep, butch.
so, having problems identifying whether the person, who's in the same toilet as you, shd actually be there? here's Rockie's 3 Step Guide to the Ambisextrous!
"Girl" in Guys' Toilet:
1) If really ugly girl, shd be a guy. More so if "she" watches you pee at the urinal. If so, get out quick! Call for reinforcements, beat the girly faggot up. threaten to break his finger(nail).
2) If big sized, presence of breasts is not valid identification. refer to previous condition.
3) If still in doubt, keep wide berth.
"Guy" in Girls' Toilet:
1) If "guy" looks like 16yr old with good complexion, shd be a girl. Unless you are in a public toilet, not in a uni one. No reason for a teenage guy to be in a uni, unless in a McUniform.
2) If in doubt, look at the back of "guy's" shirt for "straps". Presence of straps shd confirm its a girl, unless he's a cross dresser.
3) If still in doubt, when person-in-doubt is in cubicle, bend down and peep at person's legs.
Feet pointing towards door: Girl.
Feet pointing away from door: CALL THE POLICE!!! quietly, of coz.
Remember Girls, Stay Alert in the Toilet! Verify that its a sexual predator, and not someone sexually confused, before screaming for help!
Hope you readers found this entry educational!!
you know... the pretty guys in long hair and the butches. not sure which is worse.
maybe the guys aren't so bad... i HAD long hair once but not that long. but it's worse when they wear TIGHT TIGHT t-shirts/singlets and hv bands on their wrists, like hair bands. gross. some guys hv even taken to wear one-size-too-small shirts that run up their back when they sit down... they look nice on girls, but on guys, just hideous. GROSS. just screaming out for someone to bash some sense into them. "BE A MAN DAMMIT!!" *thud thud* (whimper)"..i'm...*sob*...sorrie..ow...you broke my fingernail" *more thuds*
but think the girls are worse. you can't even tell they're girls now. short hair still not so bad. in fact, some girls look nice with short hair. but its the short hair + big t-shirt + baggy pants + shuffling walk + non-existent breasts. outside completely guy liao... gross. wonder how many scares have they given girls in toilets liao. probably now they're so used to it i can just walk into a crowded girls' toilet and no one wld bother. but i'm not going to try that, of coz.
what sparked this entry off? saw a "girl" at the canteen, saw a "guy" who used to be in my hall (now more "man" than ever), and during filming last week, i worked with wat i thot was a crew of 2 guys and 4 girls. one of the guys was rather boyish, young looking. he had guy sounding name as well. i had my doubts. after abt an hr with them, i then noticed a strap under the back "his" shirt. yep, butch.
so, having problems identifying whether the person, who's in the same toilet as you, shd actually be there? here's Rockie's 3 Step Guide to the Ambisextrous!
"Girl" in Guys' Toilet:
1) If really ugly girl, shd be a guy. More so if "she" watches you pee at the urinal. If so, get out quick! Call for reinforcements, beat the girly faggot up. threaten to break his finger(nail).
2) If big sized, presence of breasts is not valid identification. refer to previous condition.
3) If still in doubt, keep wide berth.
"Guy" in Girls' Toilet:
1) If "guy" looks like 16yr old with good complexion, shd be a girl. Unless you are in a public toilet, not in a uni one. No reason for a teenage guy to be in a uni, unless in a McUniform.
2) If in doubt, look at the back of "guy's" shirt for "straps". Presence of straps shd confirm its a girl, unless he's a cross dresser.
3) If still in doubt, when person-in-doubt is in cubicle, bend down and peep at person's legs.
Feet pointing towards door: Girl.
Feet pointing away from door: CALL THE POLICE!!! quietly, of coz.
Remember Girls, Stay Alert in the Toilet! Verify that its a sexual predator, and not someone sexually confused, before screaming for help!
Hope you readers found this entry educational!!
Lady Rain by Indecent Obsession
There were times when the sky would bring me nothing
Except the smell of the rain at summertime
So I left my window open just to let you come inside
Saying that you'd never leave me was a lie
Well there were times that my eyes were filled with water
But all the world was desert dry
So I hugged my pillow closer and I tried to close my eyes
But the sound of distant thunder made me cry
Lady Rain, I hear you at my window
Lady Rain, I need you softly falling on my face
Why did the sunshine come and take you away?
I'd wait for you again, my Lady Rain
I hear the sound of her breathing in the darkness
And autumn rain can turn to snow in the night
I'll be sleeping this September, but I'll leave the fire light
Just in case you feel like coming 'round again
Lady Rain, I hear you at my window
Lady Rain, I need you softly falling on my face
Why did the sunshine come and take you away?
I'd wait for you again, my Lady Rain
And late at night, when you pour down on me
You're just in time to wash all the tears away....
Except the smell of the rain at summertime
So I left my window open just to let you come inside
Saying that you'd never leave me was a lie
Well there were times that my eyes were filled with water
But all the world was desert dry
So I hugged my pillow closer and I tried to close my eyes
But the sound of distant thunder made me cry
Lady Rain, I hear you at my window
Lady Rain, I need you softly falling on my face
Why did the sunshine come and take you away?
I'd wait for you again, my Lady Rain
I hear the sound of her breathing in the darkness
And autumn rain can turn to snow in the night
I'll be sleeping this September, but I'll leave the fire light
Just in case you feel like coming 'round again
Lady Rain, I hear you at my window
Lady Rain, I need you softly falling on my face
Why did the sunshine come and take you away?
I'd wait for you again, my Lady Rain
And late at night, when you pour down on me
You're just in time to wash all the tears away....
Think I Write Well?
Have praises now and then about my writings. but think i write well? then check out
http://belleinthebigapple.blogspot.com/
by a caucasian female, also 25 yrs old, also sadly single, but in another place, another world.
I guess girls can get away with musings and wondering thots, but its deemed too sensitive for guys, and is too tedious for me anyway.
but that's no excuse. i better write better.
and stop blogging. need to go back to my place to study before it's annexed by chinamen.
http://belleinthebigapple.blogspot.com/
by a caucasian female, also 25 yrs old, also sadly single, but in another place, another world.
I guess girls can get away with musings and wondering thots, but its deemed too sensitive for guys, and is too tedious for me anyway.
but that's no excuse. i better write better.
and stop blogging. need to go back to my place to study before it's annexed by chinamen.
Want a Car? Get a Job!
Currently Playing: Nothing, coz got none of my own radio presets, coz dun hv my own car radio, coz dun hv my own car. (see previous entry)
More on the ride to school todae.
Wisely, only after my mum alighted from the car, my dad remarked that now cars were almost 50% cheaper than when we bought our first car. dad & bro discussed it for a while... then i ventured: "Then... do I get one?"
Dad: "OK lah. You get a job first lor, once you start work u'll need it wat. But of course not if you work in the city lah."
1st thot: Huh... I owe my parents so much liao, uni fees, allowances, lodging, etc. Still wanna spend their money to buy me a car??? How to ever pay back all??
2nd thot: YAY!! :-)
hahahahhahahha... but yah lor... if i work in the city, no pt getting a car coz CANNOT drive to work. but where else can i find work? jurong? all those engineering crap? then i rather go without a car... can just imagine myself dreading the drive to work every morning... wld be tempted to get into accident just to delay going to work.
also, rite now it's just 4 of us... just nice for 1 car. why i wanna pollute the earth further by emitting more exhaust and guzzling more fuel? probably world oil already hit peak production liao... it's just going to get more and more expensive also.
used to want an SUV... but not anymore since i learnt they guzzle more fuel and are less efficient. revamped my thinking and now just want a normal, usual, boring family car like 99.99% of cars in SG. but of coz, if they can make electric or hybrid cars less expensive and more efficient, even better! i sure take! fuel cell ones also can... can fly ones even better!!
maybe i shd wait til marriage (if that ever happens) before i get a car. liddat i dun owe parents so much... feel bad enuff oready, spending another $5K to stay in this crap uni. then liddat my wife pays 50% of the car. eh think wat? car free ah? most prob i'll be driving her ard most of the time anyway. pay for ur ride, woman! hahahahahah
oh man. now i guess it wun happen liao. dammit i shd really shut up sometimes.
More on the ride to school todae.
Wisely, only after my mum alighted from the car, my dad remarked that now cars were almost 50% cheaper than when we bought our first car. dad & bro discussed it for a while... then i ventured: "Then... do I get one?"
Dad: "OK lah. You get a job first lor, once you start work u'll need it wat. But of course not if you work in the city lah."
1st thot: Huh... I owe my parents so much liao, uni fees, allowances, lodging, etc. Still wanna spend their money to buy me a car??? How to ever pay back all??
2nd thot: YAY!! :-)
hahahahhahahha... but yah lor... if i work in the city, no pt getting a car coz CANNOT drive to work. but where else can i find work? jurong? all those engineering crap? then i rather go without a car... can just imagine myself dreading the drive to work every morning... wld be tempted to get into accident just to delay going to work.
also, rite now it's just 4 of us... just nice for 1 car. why i wanna pollute the earth further by emitting more exhaust and guzzling more fuel? probably world oil already hit peak production liao... it's just going to get more and more expensive also.
used to want an SUV... but not anymore since i learnt they guzzle more fuel and are less efficient. revamped my thinking and now just want a normal, usual, boring family car like 99.99% of cars in SG. but of coz, if they can make electric or hybrid cars less expensive and more efficient, even better! i sure take! fuel cell ones also can... can fly ones even better!!
maybe i shd wait til marriage (if that ever happens) before i get a car. liddat i dun owe parents so much... feel bad enuff oready, spending another $5K to stay in this crap uni. then liddat my wife pays 50% of the car. eh think wat? car free ah? most prob i'll be driving her ard most of the time anyway. pay for ur ride, woman! hahahahahah
oh man. now i guess it wun happen liao. dammit i shd really shut up sometimes.
Observations of Progress
Currently Playing: The Banana Song by dunnowho on Gold 90FM
you guys know that song? that goes:
"6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot BUNCH!
Daylight come and we wanna go home" and
"A beautiful bunch, a ripe banana!
Daylight come and we wanna go home"
*repeat 537 times
My bro and I have acquired many of my dad's traits, including regularly listening to music; but we both took a different view... My dad listens to the music of his time - I, taking the concept, listen to the music of MY time. OTOH my bro, taking it wholesale, listens to the music of MY DAD's time. therefore every morning on the way to school I'm forced to listen to songs that are as old as my dad from the car radio. And all the presets are my bro's. anything more up-to-date than Class95 needs to be un-up-to-date-ly manually adjusted to.
Anyway. was thinking aren't we fortunate MTV didn't exist at that time? imagine the music video to THAT song. bunch of jamaicans swaying with bunch of bananas. esp the "6 foot 7 foot 8 foot BUNCH!" part. bananas all over the place. wld probably be almost as bad as the "baby got back" music video with veges all over the place.
Another hilarious music video wld be the song that goes
"my grandma and your grandma
sitting by the fire
my grandma says to your grandma
i'm going to set ur flat on fire"
imagine 2 old, toothless, hunchbacked, half blind, frail little women carrying cans of kerosene and struggling with lighters to set each others place on fire... just idiotic. hahahha
yup... the right progress at the rite time is good. too soon and results cld be horrendous.
but then, sometimes progress doesn't make things easier. SG progress so much, now literacy rates can't be higher. unfortunately, that translates to long, long queues for the Today newspaper... everyone from old old uncles to white collar to blue collar to no collar (me lah) all queueing up... almost as bad as 179 queue liao.
or isit coz free stuff, so everyone just take? for me, i usually read cover to cover over breakfast and at boring lectures. but some of these uncles, they will read meh? or liddat they no need to spend money to wrap their fish from the pasar? hahhaha ok ok... stereotyping... they probably read cover to cover too, over coffee at nearby kopitiam... that's how they all spend the entire day anyway... hahahaha
ok. enuff of nonsensical thots. time to study!
yeah rite. hahahhah
you guys know that song? that goes:
"6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot BUNCH!
Daylight come and we wanna go home" and
"A beautiful bunch, a ripe banana!
Daylight come and we wanna go home"
*repeat 537 times
My bro and I have acquired many of my dad's traits, including regularly listening to music; but we both took a different view... My dad listens to the music of his time - I, taking the concept, listen to the music of MY time. OTOH my bro, taking it wholesale, listens to the music of MY DAD's time. therefore every morning on the way to school I'm forced to listen to songs that are as old as my dad from the car radio. And all the presets are my bro's. anything more up-to-date than Class95 needs to be un-up-to-date-ly manually adjusted to.
Anyway. was thinking aren't we fortunate MTV didn't exist at that time? imagine the music video to THAT song. bunch of jamaicans swaying with bunch of bananas. esp the "6 foot 7 foot 8 foot BUNCH!" part. bananas all over the place. wld probably be almost as bad as the "baby got back" music video with veges all over the place.
Another hilarious music video wld be the song that goes
"my grandma and your grandma
sitting by the fire
my grandma says to your grandma
i'm going to set ur flat on fire"
imagine 2 old, toothless, hunchbacked, half blind, frail little women carrying cans of kerosene and struggling with lighters to set each others place on fire... just idiotic. hahahha
yup... the right progress at the rite time is good. too soon and results cld be horrendous.
but then, sometimes progress doesn't make things easier. SG progress so much, now literacy rates can't be higher. unfortunately, that translates to long, long queues for the Today newspaper... everyone from old old uncles to white collar to blue collar to no collar (me lah) all queueing up... almost as bad as 179 queue liao.
or isit coz free stuff, so everyone just take? for me, i usually read cover to cover over breakfast and at boring lectures. but some of these uncles, they will read meh? or liddat they no need to spend money to wrap their fish from the pasar? hahhaha ok ok... stereotyping... they probably read cover to cover too, over coffee at nearby kopitiam... that's how they all spend the entire day anyway... hahahaha
ok. enuff of nonsensical thots. time to study!
yeah rite. hahahhah
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Limping Around
In sch lib. need to leave soon else i wld hv been stuck here for 11hrs! gross.
anyway. in these 11 hrs, been limping from fyp data collection to cant a to fyp lab to lib to lesson to lib. strangely, the whole day i only had 1 cup of coffee, and didn't take a nap! despite sleeping only 3 hrs the night before!
conclusion: pain makes u productive!!
ok, maybe not quite. been playing internet games a bit too much, and didn't accomplish my readings for todae... but wah lau, damn a lot lor. sianz.
conclusion: pain keeps u awake!!
so y am i limping? coz of the idiotic (non-)decision not to slam my head on the treadmill and stop running... run too much liao! left foot strained... now hurts when i place too much weight on it, plus now on the top surface of my foot there's a ball-like swelling... gross. it's hard... full of fluid i guess. frightened me this morning! i thot the lump was bone and was wondering how the hell i dislocated a bone in my foot without knowing? hahahaha
not that used to being injured... dunno how long nv kena liao.
oh well... time to go/limp home.
things to do:
- dinner at JP
- since i'm eating, pick up hamster food from JP
- compile fyp data at home
- NOT study at computers tml
- treatment for my foot... anyone wanna help me rub? ;-P
anyway. in these 11 hrs, been limping from fyp data collection to cant a to fyp lab to lib to lesson to lib. strangely, the whole day i only had 1 cup of coffee, and didn't take a nap! despite sleeping only 3 hrs the night before!
conclusion: pain makes u productive!!
ok, maybe not quite. been playing internet games a bit too much, and didn't accomplish my readings for todae... but wah lau, damn a lot lor. sianz.
conclusion: pain keeps u awake!!
so y am i limping? coz of the idiotic (non-)decision not to slam my head on the treadmill and stop running... run too much liao! left foot strained... now hurts when i place too much weight on it, plus now on the top surface of my foot there's a ball-like swelling... gross. it's hard... full of fluid i guess. frightened me this morning! i thot the lump was bone and was wondering how the hell i dislocated a bone in my foot without knowing? hahahaha
not that used to being injured... dunno how long nv kena liao.
oh well... time to go/limp home.
things to do:
- dinner at JP
- since i'm eating, pick up hamster food from JP
- compile fyp data at home
- NOT study at computers tml
- treatment for my foot... anyone wanna help me rub? ;-P
Sunday, September 18, 2005
If You Don't Plan, You Won't Fail!
Currently Playing: Silent All These Years by Tori Amos
Dear readers, heard the maxim "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail"? but if u hv no plan, wat is there to fail? better that you don't plan... coz Life has a mind of its own... and if u hv a plan, it'll somehow do something to ruin it!!
Take today for example. Planned it 2 weeks ago:
4pm: Get ready to go out with car.
5pm: Pick up someone at her place.
6pm: Park at indoor stadium. Have a nice, unrushed dinner at Cosy Bay.
8pm: Watch musical. Have a nice time.
10-11pm: Musical ends, send her home coz tml's a working day. Thank her for a pleasant evening.
What actually happened:
4pm: Get ready to take a nap.
5pm: Wake up from nap. Type a grand total of 6 sentences on FYP report.
6pm: Give up on typing report. Get ready to go gym.
7pm: Meet buyer of tickets for above mentioned musical. Sold tickets at a loss.
8pm: Go for a jog. Almost died.
10-11pm: Watched TV which didn't have much music. Donald Trump ended the evening.
Note to self: Give up on planning. That goes for you readers too!
Dear readers, heard the maxim "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail"? but if u hv no plan, wat is there to fail? better that you don't plan... coz Life has a mind of its own... and if u hv a plan, it'll somehow do something to ruin it!!
Take today for example. Planned it 2 weeks ago:
4pm: Get ready to go out with car.
5pm: Pick up someone at her place.
6pm: Park at indoor stadium. Have a nice, unrushed dinner at Cosy Bay.
8pm: Watch musical. Have a nice time.
10-11pm: Musical ends, send her home coz tml's a working day. Thank her for a pleasant evening.
What actually happened:
4pm: Get ready to take a nap.
5pm: Wake up from nap. Type a grand total of 6 sentences on FYP report.
6pm: Give up on typing report. Get ready to go gym.
7pm: Meet buyer of tickets for above mentioned musical. Sold tickets at a loss.
8pm: Go for a jog. Almost died.
10-11pm: Watched TV which didn't have much music. Donald Trump ended the evening.
Note to self: Give up on planning. That goes for you readers too!
Analysis of a Run on a Treadmill
Currently Playing: Can't Stop Now by Keane
1 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Yeah! Let's go! Got a long way to run today, got to make up for slacking the past week. Go-go-go! Fast paced rock music really helps.
5 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Still going strong! Small kids with lanterns walking by, wondering why I'm running so fast yet going nowhere.
10 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Need a drink. Why am I doing this?
12 mins @ 11.5km/h:
I could just stop right now... reduce speed until i'm walking. but i'll nv be able to pick up the pace again.
13 mins @ 11.5km/h:
If I "accidentally" fell off, I could push blame and not feel guilty... but then my head wld hit right smack onto the handrail... would anyone find me unconscious in the gym within the next few days?
14 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Can't keep this up. 1 more minute of this madness!!
15 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Whew... slower, at least can continue somemore
16 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Why isn't my heart rate dropping?
17 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Why am I still doing this?
18 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Hmm... that head banging thing actually sounds good.
19 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Ok that's it. Another minute and I'm slowing down.
21 mins @ 10.5km/h:
That drink of water did me good... got energy again... can continue!
23 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Augh... why am I doing this???
25 mins @ 10.5km/h:
I think I still can continue at this speed. Surprisingly don't feel that tired anymore. In fact don't feel anything anymore. Must be numbed.
26-29 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Numbed.
30 mins @ 10km/h:
Finally. A normal human speed.
32 mins @ 10km/h:
I should stop soon. But don't feel that tired anymore. Must be still numb.
35 mins @ 10km/h:
Still can. Numb.
37 mins @ 10km/h:
A bit more! Numb.
40 mins @ 0km/h, 7km:
Numb. Woah... Shirt never so wet before. I'm going to have trouble walking tml.
Note to self: 8km by next month! *Siao liao.....
1 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Yeah! Let's go! Got a long way to run today, got to make up for slacking the past week. Go-go-go! Fast paced rock music really helps.
5 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Still going strong! Small kids with lanterns walking by, wondering why I'm running so fast yet going nowhere.
10 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Need a drink. Why am I doing this?
12 mins @ 11.5km/h:
I could just stop right now... reduce speed until i'm walking. but i'll nv be able to pick up the pace again.
13 mins @ 11.5km/h:
If I "accidentally" fell off, I could push blame and not feel guilty... but then my head wld hit right smack onto the handrail... would anyone find me unconscious in the gym within the next few days?
14 mins @ 11.5km/h:
Can't keep this up. 1 more minute of this madness!!
15 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Whew... slower, at least can continue somemore
16 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Why isn't my heart rate dropping?
17 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Why am I still doing this?
18 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Hmm... that head banging thing actually sounds good.
19 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Ok that's it. Another minute and I'm slowing down.
21 mins @ 10.5km/h:
That drink of water did me good... got energy again... can continue!
23 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Augh... why am I doing this???
25 mins @ 10.5km/h:
I think I still can continue at this speed. Surprisingly don't feel that tired anymore. In fact don't feel anything anymore. Must be numbed.
26-29 mins @ 10.5km/h:
Numbed.
30 mins @ 10km/h:
Finally. A normal human speed.
32 mins @ 10km/h:
I should stop soon. But don't feel that tired anymore. Must be still numb.
35 mins @ 10km/h:
Still can. Numb.
37 mins @ 10km/h:
A bit more! Numb.
40 mins @ 0km/h, 7km:
Numb. Woah... Shirt never so wet before. I'm going to have trouble walking tml.
Note to self: 8km by next month! *Siao liao.....
Saturday, September 17, 2005
When Bad Things Happen
Currently Playing: She Hates Me by Puddle Of Mudd
Well... about a week has passed since one of the rare events that can affect me adversely in a really bad way happened.
Still in a mix ranging from being pissed, hurt, disappointed and bo chup. but the bo chup part is increasing.
Thank you, to those of you who were around, or tried to be.
The sun still rises everyday.
Ppl still go to work.
Computers still function.
Buses and MRT and taxis still run around.
Everything still functions.
Life, as with everything else, still continues as it should.
Not many things will stop just because of one event.
Normality always returns, whether sooner or later.
So when something bad happens, grieve if u must, but time does not stop for you. The sooner you move on, the better. No point wasting away in personal depths, coz time wastes away too. While the whole world awaits, it does not wait.
Tomorrow is another day. And there are still things to be done.
Well... about a week has passed since one of the rare events that can affect me adversely in a really bad way happened.
Still in a mix ranging from being pissed, hurt, disappointed and bo chup. but the bo chup part is increasing.
Thank you, to those of you who were around, or tried to be.
The sun still rises everyday.
Ppl still go to work.
Computers still function.
Buses and MRT and taxis still run around.
Everything still functions.
Life, as with everything else, still continues as it should.
Not many things will stop just because of one event.
Normality always returns, whether sooner or later.
So when something bad happens, grieve if u must, but time does not stop for you. The sooner you move on, the better. No point wasting away in personal depths, coz time wastes away too. While the whole world awaits, it does not wait.
Tomorrow is another day. And there are still things to be done.
Disturbing Local Trends
Currently Playing: Creep by Radiohead
Been noticing some disturbing trends in SG in the past week.
Newspapers talked quite a bit about service staff, and upgrading their skills, and customers shd appreciate them by being polite, etc rite? well they missed out the group of workers who need it most: Cleaners.
Cleaners have it rather bad in SG... most of us view their job as menial and dirty, so not only we don't appreciate, we sometimes even ignore their presence when they come to clean our tables at the hawker centre or sweep under our feet. And now even more than ever, we need to show more appreciation and give them more skills upgrading, with respect to the upgrading of their jobs as well.
Yup, now not only are they clearing up used plates, tissue paper and half eaten bones, now their job scope includes finding human bones like CSI as well! look at the 2 body parts murders... both investigations were first kicked started by our long suffering cleaners! 1 at kallang and 1 at orchard. clearly, their job has been upgraded to add in body discovery, to save the police effort in looking into a "missing persons" case. As such, they need skills upgrading in terms of counselling in post traumatic discovery syndrome as well as learning how to deal with such cases...
So next time an aunty cleans ur table or an uncle sweeps the floor around you, pls, thank them and emphatise with them... u never know what they might have to clean up next.
But i better not say too much... wait offend ppl. like wat i say... disturbing trendS. nowadays more and more bloggers getting hauled into court coz our their blogs... so before some irate cleaner stumbles on this entry and calls 999 on me... i apologise for any offense caused... and retract any damning statements.
Disclaimer: This blog does not contain any discriminatory, racist, sexist, religonist, etc-ist remarks or entries, or any cut out elephants, in whatever colour. If there are any perceived by the reader, it is not shared by the author. The author also does not seek to change society's mindsets in any way, since it would be futile. Although it may not seem that way, this entry is supposed to contain humour.
Been noticing some disturbing trends in SG in the past week.
Newspapers talked quite a bit about service staff, and upgrading their skills, and customers shd appreciate them by being polite, etc rite? well they missed out the group of workers who need it most: Cleaners.
Cleaners have it rather bad in SG... most of us view their job as menial and dirty, so not only we don't appreciate, we sometimes even ignore their presence when they come to clean our tables at the hawker centre or sweep under our feet. And now even more than ever, we need to show more appreciation and give them more skills upgrading, with respect to the upgrading of their jobs as well.
Yup, now not only are they clearing up used plates, tissue paper and half eaten bones, now their job scope includes finding human bones like CSI as well! look at the 2 body parts murders... both investigations were first kicked started by our long suffering cleaners! 1 at kallang and 1 at orchard. clearly, their job has been upgraded to add in body discovery, to save the police effort in looking into a "missing persons" case. As such, they need skills upgrading in terms of counselling in post traumatic discovery syndrome as well as learning how to deal with such cases...
So next time an aunty cleans ur table or an uncle sweeps the floor around you, pls, thank them and emphatise with them... u never know what they might have to clean up next.
But i better not say too much... wait offend ppl. like wat i say... disturbing trendS. nowadays more and more bloggers getting hauled into court coz our their blogs... so before some irate cleaner stumbles on this entry and calls 999 on me... i apologise for any offense caused... and retract any damning statements.
Disclaimer: This blog does not contain any discriminatory, racist, sexist, religonist, etc-ist remarks or entries, or any cut out elephants, in whatever colour. If there are any perceived by the reader, it is not shared by the author. The author also does not seek to change society's mindsets in any way, since it would be futile. Although it may not seem that way, this entry is supposed to contain humour.
Why Am I So Cynical? Here's a Clue
From Dilbert Season 1 Episode 9 - Y2K
Catbert, the Evil Director of Human Resources: "...Take Ashok here. He has no experience."
Ashok, the Intern: "I am a blank slate."
Catbert: "But what he doesn't realise is that Cynicism is almost the same thing as Experience."
Ashok: "It is?"
Catbert: "Sure. Just try thinking the worst about people, and you'll usually be right."
Ashok: "I feel wiser already!"
Catbert, the Evil Director of Human Resources: "...Take Ashok here. He has no experience."
Ashok, the Intern: "I am a blank slate."
Catbert: "But what he doesn't realise is that Cynicism is almost the same thing as Experience."
Ashok: "It is?"
Catbert: "Sure. Just try thinking the worst about people, and you'll usually be right."
Ashok: "I feel wiser already!"
Friday, September 16, 2005
A Day of Shows
Currently Playing: Your Eyes Open by Keane
Involved in 3 shows yesterday... wow. rather fun actually.
1st Show: FYP
had a mini presentation for my sup on my simulations... supposed to do 3 but did an extra one to impress... which was actually a half completed version of another, but gave a different result. Was thinking whether I shd show all... withhold one so that he wldn't ask me to add anymore features, etc... but was thinking wattheheck... show him even though i disappeared during the holidays, i still caught up with my work. Since he had a reputation of being hard to please, actually was thinking that he wld ask me to do more... but also, really needed to check with him if wat i did so far was wat he wanted.
turns out it was! and he isn't as bad as others say... well maybe coz i've been putting on a good show and impressing him (except for the incident where he cut off internet access on my computer). the mini presentation wasn't as smooth... after the 1st 2 sims ran, the damn computer hanged coz i was running too many sims at once. so we were sitting in front of a white screen in awkward silence, me futilely clicking now and then. he finally had enuff and went to inspect the rest of the lab and give lab aunty instructions. heng the computer managed to restore itself... showed him the other 2 sims.
still got some touching up to do... plus more data collection and report to write... but at least i'm on the right track. FYP: 40% done. still got 30% report, 20% data, 10% sim touch up.
2nd Show: Ad Shoot!
got convinced to act for a fren's CS project on filming an advertisement... i was the hero of the video!! hahahha was supposed to act as a outdoorsy photographer taking pictures in the wild when i see a kid playing with his obiang ultraman toys, oblivious to many tyres (12 actually) crashing down upon the slope from nowhere, aimed straight for him. i distract him and get him to run to me, thus saving his life.
in spite of the out-takes, the NGs and the repeatedly doing something over and over again, some scenes being rather "duh"... was quite fun. the ppl were alright also... although as outsider, they were rather frenly. maybe coz i was doing all of them a favour. hahhaha but i guess they did me one too. how many ppl hv acted in front of real filming equipment?
so how did i get convinced? my fren told me her project grp was made up of many unattached chio bus... no lor. only got 2 ok ones, and my fren was one of them... kena conned. hahahah but ok lah, it was fun. not a wasted afternoon at all.
3rd Show: Starlight Cinema
won 4 free tix to see the worst show of the entire selection for the outdoor cinema, and only CS turned up. well at least she did, else it wld hv been forfeited... so technically, we watched 2 shows each. hahahah kind of a lousy show.. A Lot Like Love. basically it's a guy and a girl sleeping around and sleeping with each other infrequently (whenever one of them just suffered a break up), then getting disappointed when they think one or the other is getting married. of coz, in a happy ending, they end the show kissing each other.
duh... sleep around so much, even with other ppl... so wld marriage change their arrangement? no wat... seems like even if they not married to each other they wld somehow end up sleeping together anyway... and even if in a so-called "happy ending" with them married to each other, they still wld sleep ard.
this raised some questions abt my romantic future (if any) but i choose not to gripe abt them... i'm sure no need to elaborate, u guys also know. oh well... we'll see wat happens if it ever comes. for now, suck thumb lor. got no one anyway.
but all in all... quite a fulfilling day. morning work, afternoon play, evening play. hahahah my kind of day... except for those where i lie in bed and do nothing the whole day. like now. hahaah
note to self: faster finish FYP!
Involved in 3 shows yesterday... wow. rather fun actually.
1st Show: FYP
had a mini presentation for my sup on my simulations... supposed to do 3 but did an extra one to impress... which was actually a half completed version of another, but gave a different result. Was thinking whether I shd show all... withhold one so that he wldn't ask me to add anymore features, etc... but was thinking wattheheck... show him even though i disappeared during the holidays, i still caught up with my work. Since he had a reputation of being hard to please, actually was thinking that he wld ask me to do more... but also, really needed to check with him if wat i did so far was wat he wanted.
turns out it was! and he isn't as bad as others say... well maybe coz i've been putting on a good show and impressing him (except for the incident where he cut off internet access on my computer). the mini presentation wasn't as smooth... after the 1st 2 sims ran, the damn computer hanged coz i was running too many sims at once. so we were sitting in front of a white screen in awkward silence, me futilely clicking now and then. he finally had enuff and went to inspect the rest of the lab and give lab aunty instructions. heng the computer managed to restore itself... showed him the other 2 sims.
still got some touching up to do... plus more data collection and report to write... but at least i'm on the right track. FYP: 40% done. still got 30% report, 20% data, 10% sim touch up.
2nd Show: Ad Shoot!
got convinced to act for a fren's CS project on filming an advertisement... i was the hero of the video!! hahahha was supposed to act as a outdoorsy photographer taking pictures in the wild when i see a kid playing with his obiang ultraman toys, oblivious to many tyres (12 actually) crashing down upon the slope from nowhere, aimed straight for him. i distract him and get him to run to me, thus saving his life.
in spite of the out-takes, the NGs and the repeatedly doing something over and over again, some scenes being rather "duh"... was quite fun. the ppl were alright also... although as outsider, they were rather frenly. maybe coz i was doing all of them a favour. hahhaha but i guess they did me one too. how many ppl hv acted in front of real filming equipment?
so how did i get convinced? my fren told me her project grp was made up of many unattached chio bus... no lor. only got 2 ok ones, and my fren was one of them... kena conned. hahahah but ok lah, it was fun. not a wasted afternoon at all.
3rd Show: Starlight Cinema
won 4 free tix to see the worst show of the entire selection for the outdoor cinema, and only CS turned up. well at least she did, else it wld hv been forfeited... so technically, we watched 2 shows each. hahahah kind of a lousy show.. A Lot Like Love. basically it's a guy and a girl sleeping around and sleeping with each other infrequently (whenever one of them just suffered a break up), then getting disappointed when they think one or the other is getting married. of coz, in a happy ending, they end the show kissing each other.
duh... sleep around so much, even with other ppl... so wld marriage change their arrangement? no wat... seems like even if they not married to each other they wld somehow end up sleeping together anyway... and even if in a so-called "happy ending" with them married to each other, they still wld sleep ard.
this raised some questions abt my romantic future (if any) but i choose not to gripe abt them... i'm sure no need to elaborate, u guys also know. oh well... we'll see wat happens if it ever comes. for now, suck thumb lor. got no one anyway.
but all in all... quite a fulfilling day. morning work, afternoon play, evening play. hahahah my kind of day... except for those where i lie in bed and do nothing the whole day. like now. hahaah
note to self: faster finish FYP!
Comment for "End Work Week Update"
comment turned into a blog entry all by itself, so instead of hogging a fren's cyberspace, i post it here.
well... abt the video camera, if u doubt others and prefer to handle it urself, that's the tradeoff. just like when i doubted others and handled (ie. micromanaged) everything. didn't get much fun then... some degree of trust will do u good.
i'll admit that i hvn't looked at the photos or videos... but wat for? things are still very fresh in my mind. but i think after some time has passed and ppl want/need to remember then u'll really get the graditude u expect, for something u forgotten by then.
and also, i think u think too much. when ppl dun say anything, u wonder if they're grateful. when ppl thank you all the time, u wonder if it's just lip service. no pleasing you, is there? hahha
focus on the present, and plan for the future, but dun hinge it on others. ultimately, everything is just about you; and it all only depends on u. if u wanna do something, just go ahead and do it, dun wait for others. they will come along if they want. your life is abt u. dun need to think so much abt others.
so if u doubt the trip is going to happen, but u really want it, go ahead and make it happen. in the past trips, i didn't care whether u guys felt grateful a not. i just knew i wanted a fun trip with u guys, and wanted u guys to hv fun as well, so i planned it. it's like my usual maxim: "If I see something that needs to be done, (and I have the ability to do it,) I do it."
and apologies if i dun seem to be doing anything for the coming trip. bad things have been happening to me, and i'm not just talking abt fyp and studies. hahahah. plus i still hvn't started planning my own grad trip yet. in this case, i don't have the ability.
as such, since i did not put in any effort, i do not have the right to be too disappointed if it does not happen. i also won't have the right to question the motives and (in)actions of others. coz since i did not give my 100%, how can i question others who didn't as well? the only person who wld hv the right to question everyone and doubt the frenship wld be the person who planned the trip, coz no one else gave support. just like my attempt at house warming last yr. hahha
if we sit there and don't do anything to make things right, we're equally at fault in making things wrong.
i'm not directing anything or blaming anyone. just sharing how i live my life. everyone else is free to disagree.
well... abt the video camera, if u doubt others and prefer to handle it urself, that's the tradeoff. just like when i doubted others and handled (ie. micromanaged) everything. didn't get much fun then... some degree of trust will do u good.
i'll admit that i hvn't looked at the photos or videos... but wat for? things are still very fresh in my mind. but i think after some time has passed and ppl want/need to remember then u'll really get the graditude u expect, for something u forgotten by then.
and also, i think u think too much. when ppl dun say anything, u wonder if they're grateful. when ppl thank you all the time, u wonder if it's just lip service. no pleasing you, is there? hahha
focus on the present, and plan for the future, but dun hinge it on others. ultimately, everything is just about you; and it all only depends on u. if u wanna do something, just go ahead and do it, dun wait for others. they will come along if they want. your life is abt u. dun need to think so much abt others.
so if u doubt the trip is going to happen, but u really want it, go ahead and make it happen. in the past trips, i didn't care whether u guys felt grateful a not. i just knew i wanted a fun trip with u guys, and wanted u guys to hv fun as well, so i planned it. it's like my usual maxim: "If I see something that needs to be done, (and I have the ability to do it,) I do it."
and apologies if i dun seem to be doing anything for the coming trip. bad things have been happening to me, and i'm not just talking abt fyp and studies. hahahah. plus i still hvn't started planning my own grad trip yet. in this case, i don't have the ability.
as such, since i did not put in any effort, i do not have the right to be too disappointed if it does not happen. i also won't have the right to question the motives and (in)actions of others. coz since i did not give my 100%, how can i question others who didn't as well? the only person who wld hv the right to question everyone and doubt the frenship wld be the person who planned the trip, coz no one else gave support. just like my attempt at house warming last yr. hahha
if we sit there and don't do anything to make things right, we're equally at fault in making things wrong.
i'm not directing anything or blaming anyone. just sharing how i live my life. everyone else is free to disagree.
Thursday, September 15, 2005
Life Has A Sense Of Humour After All
Currently Blasting: Turning Japanese by The Presidents of the United States of America
It seems that Life, like Nature, has a sense of humour after all. and both are equally wicked in their practical jokes.
Up til todae, the only lucky draws i wld win were those of mac or bk... where every one wld win, either a free ice cream, or free hamburger with another $$$++ worth of purchase.
Todae i opened my email and found that nokia had given me 4 free tix to their open air starlight cinema!!! the show seems like a romantic one, a lot like love. and i hv to be there in person 1 hr early to collect the tix. i had oready forgotten i signed up for the contest.
How nice... not only did they not gimme the top prize of a handphone i was eyeing, they gimme FOUR tix to a romantic movie. not in the mood for one, and too last minute to jio ppl.
Well, i'll admit it. i did join this contest in some hope that i'll get the tix too, at a time when things seemed promising and almost everything in the world was good.
heng at least CS agreed to go... still got zz n selina nv reply. else i wld hv wasted 6 show tix this week. hahhaha well at least these 4 are free. why am i so lucky at the wrong time?
*sings*
'tis the season to throw tickets... fa la la la la la la la la...
tear them up to feed wild crickets... fa la la la la la la la la...
no girls so i'll turn gay with harold... fa la la la la la la la la...
probably now u'd laughed a barrel... fa la la la la la la la la!!
It seems that Life, like Nature, has a sense of humour after all. and both are equally wicked in their practical jokes.
Up til todae, the only lucky draws i wld win were those of mac or bk... where every one wld win, either a free ice cream, or free hamburger with another $$$++ worth of purchase.
Todae i opened my email and found that nokia had given me 4 free tix to their open air starlight cinema!!! the show seems like a romantic one, a lot like love. and i hv to be there in person 1 hr early to collect the tix. i had oready forgotten i signed up for the contest.
How nice... not only did they not gimme the top prize of a handphone i was eyeing, they gimme FOUR tix to a romantic movie. not in the mood for one, and too last minute to jio ppl.
Well, i'll admit it. i did join this contest in some hope that i'll get the tix too, at a time when things seemed promising and almost everything in the world was good.
heng at least CS agreed to go... still got zz n selina nv reply. else i wld hv wasted 6 show tix this week. hahhaha well at least these 4 are free. why am i so lucky at the wrong time?
*sings*
'tis the season to throw tickets... fa la la la la la la la la...
tear them up to feed wild crickets... fa la la la la la la la la...
no girls so i'll turn gay with harold... fa la la la la la la la la...
probably now u'd laughed a barrel... fa la la la la la la la la!!
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Going Home
Went back to old home to deliver mooncakes to old neighbour on behalf of mum...
As i walked past the same old shops, thru the familiar hdb blocks and down the pathways... it felt so weird. strange yet still the same. some things had changed... new shop keepers, new plants along the paths... i even got a bit confused for a while... but i still knew where was what.
ever get that feeling? like u're in a dream. u know wat's going on but somehow it doesn't feel quite right. u're a little confused, but u're on familiar ground.
after handed the mooncakes to neighbour's daughter, stood a lingering while outside my former, closed, door. it still looked the same, except for a huge hideous CNY decoration still on it. and one of the locks was changed. i know inside must look really different now... curious to see how it is now but of coz i can't.
weird thing is... last nite i was visualising the old house... dunno y also. where which furniture was, the layout etc. didn't expect to go over so soon.
kind of miss the place... then i realised my new place got better food... ulu yet accessible... not far from the city... more facilities... hhahhaah ok lah, more comfortable. but still miss the place though. :-P
As i walked past the same old shops, thru the familiar hdb blocks and down the pathways... it felt so weird. strange yet still the same. some things had changed... new shop keepers, new plants along the paths... i even got a bit confused for a while... but i still knew where was what.
ever get that feeling? like u're in a dream. u know wat's going on but somehow it doesn't feel quite right. u're a little confused, but u're on familiar ground.
after handed the mooncakes to neighbour's daughter, stood a lingering while outside my former, closed, door. it still looked the same, except for a huge hideous CNY decoration still on it. and one of the locks was changed. i know inside must look really different now... curious to see how it is now but of coz i can't.
weird thing is... last nite i was visualising the old house... dunno y also. where which furniture was, the layout etc. didn't expect to go over so soon.
kind of miss the place... then i realised my new place got better food... ulu yet accessible... not far from the city... more facilities... hhahhaah ok lah, more comfortable. but still miss the place though. :-P
The Evil Has Begun
Currently Feeling: Sinister
this post was lost by the farked up blogger server, but i deem it too impt to let go. so here it is again.
Yup... the evil has begun. not on some predator-turned-prey of an insurance agent, but on an assistant manager (no less) of a fast food outlet! (this might be a spoiler, so read the letter to CASE 2 entries ago if u hvn't)
the thing is... if it was bright and sunny, if things were normal, i wldn't hv bothered abt it. i wld tell myself, they can only cheat me once, and remember nv to patronise LJS again. that outlet, anyway. but too bad... it was dark and stormy, in more ways than one. the assistant manager with the lousy attitude and misleading sales tactic just happened to meet the dreadfully wrong customer on a dreadfully wrong day... aahahahahha too bad stranger... that eagerness to earn an extra $0.60 from me will cost u dearly... as i unleash my evil upon u and ur organisation, all u can do is SUCK THUMB.
that is, of coz, CASE takes up my case. but compelling, no? especially so when everyone now is talking about good service. I was as polite as i cld be to someone who tried to cheat me (and apparently succeeded coz i gave in) lor! still get poor attitude from the assistant manager some more.
yeah... hope CASE realises that LJS has been at it for too long... and the downfall of a fast food chain can be traced to a single, seemingly harmless incident between an assistant manager and some harmless looking guy in berms and t-shirt.
well don't take my word for it, pop by ur local LJS outlet todae and try it for urself! order a meal and say yes when the counter staff asks whether u wanna change the drink. hope u're thirsty and hv extra cash, though.
on an unrelated note... saw news just now, and it seems that SG will be passing a new legislation soon: there must be more female toilet cubicles than male ones in shopping malls!!! hahahahhaah liddat also need to pass (pun intended) law ah??? so how did that come about?? some male MP wait for his wife to come out of toilet until pek chek?? or some female MP queue for toilet until buay tahan??? hahahha
news on channel 5 even got this doctor-expert to discuss why the need for such law; ie. ladies take more time in toilet coz they got to sit or squat, whereas men can stand; ladies need to clean the toilet seat, etc etc etc... wah lau!!! need expert to tell us that meh??? how many years of research did he need to come up with such conclusive findings??? stuck in NUS/NTU lab for how long?? hahahaha kauz... maybe he set up video cameras in various shopping mall cubicles to gather data and record timings... then review them thoroughly in the privacy of his lab... hahhahaha (joke only ah, dun sue k)
on newpaper in the future: Female Newater collection centres outnumber Male centres!! 2005 Desalination Plant rendered obselete.
hahhha love this country man... so safe, always got things to laugh at, always got lousy service staff to unleash evil upon... ;-)
this post was lost by the farked up blogger server, but i deem it too impt to let go. so here it is again.
Yup... the evil has begun. not on some predator-turned-prey of an insurance agent, but on an assistant manager (no less) of a fast food outlet! (this might be a spoiler, so read the letter to CASE 2 entries ago if u hvn't)
the thing is... if it was bright and sunny, if things were normal, i wldn't hv bothered abt it. i wld tell myself, they can only cheat me once, and remember nv to patronise LJS again. that outlet, anyway. but too bad... it was dark and stormy, in more ways than one. the assistant manager with the lousy attitude and misleading sales tactic just happened to meet the dreadfully wrong customer on a dreadfully wrong day... aahahahahha too bad stranger... that eagerness to earn an extra $0.60 from me will cost u dearly... as i unleash my evil upon u and ur organisation, all u can do is SUCK THUMB.
that is, of coz, CASE takes up my case. but compelling, no? especially so when everyone now is talking about good service. I was as polite as i cld be to someone who tried to cheat me (and apparently succeeded coz i gave in) lor! still get poor attitude from the assistant manager some more.
yeah... hope CASE realises that LJS has been at it for too long... and the downfall of a fast food chain can be traced to a single, seemingly harmless incident between an assistant manager and some harmless looking guy in berms and t-shirt.
well don't take my word for it, pop by ur local LJS outlet todae and try it for urself! order a meal and say yes when the counter staff asks whether u wanna change the drink. hope u're thirsty and hv extra cash, though.
on an unrelated note... saw news just now, and it seems that SG will be passing a new legislation soon: there must be more female toilet cubicles than male ones in shopping malls!!! hahahahhaah liddat also need to pass (pun intended) law ah??? so how did that come about?? some male MP wait for his wife to come out of toilet until pek chek?? or some female MP queue for toilet until buay tahan??? hahahha
news on channel 5 even got this doctor-expert to discuss why the need for such law; ie. ladies take more time in toilet coz they got to sit or squat, whereas men can stand; ladies need to clean the toilet seat, etc etc etc... wah lau!!! need expert to tell us that meh??? how many years of research did he need to come up with such conclusive findings??? stuck in NUS/NTU lab for how long?? hahahaha kauz... maybe he set up video cameras in various shopping mall cubicles to gather data and record timings... then review them thoroughly in the privacy of his lab... hahhahaha (joke only ah, dun sue k)
on newpaper in the future: Female Newater collection centres outnumber Male centres!! 2005 Desalination Plant rendered obselete.
hahhha love this country man... so safe, always got things to laugh at, always got lousy service staff to unleash evil upon... ;-)
Blogger Server is FUCKED UP
dear readers, u hv lost a reading opportunity coz the blogger server failed to upload my entry talking about the letter below, and conveniently saying it lost it when i refreshed the page.
WOT DA FARK are u fricken blogger IT nerds doing?!?!?! can do ur kanina job a not??? wake up ur bloody idea!!!
so everyone, all together now... CHEESEBUN!!!!!!!!
WOT DA FARK are u fricken blogger IT nerds doing?!?!?! can do ur kanina job a not??? wake up ur bloody idea!!!
so everyone, all together now... CHEESEBUN!!!!!!!!
Monday, September 12, 2005
Complaint Letter to CASE
Hi,
I hope this is the right avenue to complain about poor service and "over-selling". I shall relate my incident:
My friend and I went to have dinner at the Century Square Long John Silver's outlet this evening, (Monday, 12th Sept 2005) at about 7pm. We both ordered the same thing: 1 Treasure Meal (which came with a bowl of rice and fish + 1 coke drink) costing $3.50 with an additional side of french fries costing $1.00. Altogether which would have cost us $9.00 in all, but the register showed $9.60.
So I questioned the Assistant Manager, Ms Linddy Quek, who was serving the 2 of us at the counter, why the price wasn't $9.00. She causally mentioned that we were given larger sized drinks as they were out of smaller cups. I remarked that she could have informed us before this, as she proceeded to fill the larger drink cups in front of us, and when she didn't seem to respond, I further remarked that I expect an apology. She conveniently ignored that as well, as my friend can attest to. In the end, my friend and I still accepted the food with the larger-than-expected drinks, and paid $9.60.
Later, I went back to the counter to ask for her name. She told me and asked what was the problem, to which I replied that I had asked for an apology earlier, and didn't get it. She seemed to feign surprise and said that she did apologise, but if so, it was probably out of earshot of my friend and I.
My bone to pick is not the extra $0.60 paid, but the "tactic" used to over-sell products and the poor attitude towards customers shown by the Assistant Manager of the fast food outlet. In all fairness, my friend and I looked around the outlet and saw that no one had a cup which was smaller that ours, so it could be true that they ran out of smaller cups. But still, it is the responsibility of the establishment to inform the customer that it cannot provide what is requested before the deal is done, not switch the purchase to something else which is available but more expensive without approval from the customer. Furthermore, they could have simply filled the larger cups with only the amount equal to that of smaller cup as shown on the advertisements.
I write this complaint letter bearing in mind that some time back Long John Silver's had a complaint against them over not clearly stating prices with GST, and the fact that I personally have encountered instances where the counter staff would ask me if I wanted to change my Coca-cola drink to ice lemon tea, and if I agreed to it, the ice lemon tea would come in a larger size than my original order of Coca-cola, or what was stated on the display, and I would end up paying for the balance. This shows that it is not the first time Long John Silver's has mislead customers. Now, I always firmly tell the counter staff at Long John Silver's I want the same size as what was displayed in the advertisement stuck on their cash registers.
It seems to me that the classifications of drink sizes in the American style (16oz, 22oz, etc) only serves to confuse and mislead customers as we seldom measure in ounces; our schools taught us measurements in litres. Thus in not knowing how to convert ounces to litres, we are mislead. Surely not all executives in the Long John Silver's franchise in Singapore are educated solely in the US, so why can't they display their sizes in a clearer way, ie. regular/medium/large, just like other fast food restaurants?
My reason for this letter is not to seek compensation for the $0.60 i paid extra, but to highlight that the Long John Silver's chain of fast food restaurants have been using sales tactics that are less than satisfactory, and I as a customer have had enough. Please do not just take my word for it but go for yourselves to any of their outlets and order a meal. If the counter staff asks you for a change of drink, say yes, then see if there is a difference between what you expected to pay and what you need to pay, as well as if there is a difference in drink sizes between what has been displayed and what has been given. My guess is you would have been "upsized" without your permission, and of course have to pay for it all the same.
Thank you for reading this letter, and I sincerely hope that Long John Silver's will clean up their act.
I hope this is the right avenue to complain about poor service and "over-selling". I shall relate my incident:
My friend and I went to have dinner at the Century Square Long John Silver's outlet this evening, (Monday, 12th Sept 2005) at about 7pm. We both ordered the same thing: 1 Treasure Meal (which came with a bowl of rice and fish + 1 coke drink) costing $3.50 with an additional side of french fries costing $1.00. Altogether which would have cost us $9.00 in all, but the register showed $9.60.
So I questioned the Assistant Manager, Ms Linddy Quek, who was serving the 2 of us at the counter, why the price wasn't $9.00. She causally mentioned that we were given larger sized drinks as they were out of smaller cups. I remarked that she could have informed us before this, as she proceeded to fill the larger drink cups in front of us, and when she didn't seem to respond, I further remarked that I expect an apology. She conveniently ignored that as well, as my friend can attest to. In the end, my friend and I still accepted the food with the larger-than-expected drinks, and paid $9.60.
Later, I went back to the counter to ask for her name. She told me and asked what was the problem, to which I replied that I had asked for an apology earlier, and didn't get it. She seemed to feign surprise and said that she did apologise, but if so, it was probably out of earshot of my friend and I.
My bone to pick is not the extra $0.60 paid, but the "tactic" used to over-sell products and the poor attitude towards customers shown by the Assistant Manager of the fast food outlet. In all fairness, my friend and I looked around the outlet and saw that no one had a cup which was smaller that ours, so it could be true that they ran out of smaller cups. But still, it is the responsibility of the establishment to inform the customer that it cannot provide what is requested before the deal is done, not switch the purchase to something else which is available but more expensive without approval from the customer. Furthermore, they could have simply filled the larger cups with only the amount equal to that of smaller cup as shown on the advertisements.
I write this complaint letter bearing in mind that some time back Long John Silver's had a complaint against them over not clearly stating prices with GST, and the fact that I personally have encountered instances where the counter staff would ask me if I wanted to change my Coca-cola drink to ice lemon tea, and if I agreed to it, the ice lemon tea would come in a larger size than my original order of Coca-cola, or what was stated on the display, and I would end up paying for the balance. This shows that it is not the first time Long John Silver's has mislead customers. Now, I always firmly tell the counter staff at Long John Silver's I want the same size as what was displayed in the advertisement stuck on their cash registers.
It seems to me that the classifications of drink sizes in the American style (16oz, 22oz, etc) only serves to confuse and mislead customers as we seldom measure in ounces; our schools taught us measurements in litres. Thus in not knowing how to convert ounces to litres, we are mislead. Surely not all executives in the Long John Silver's franchise in Singapore are educated solely in the US, so why can't they display their sizes in a clearer way, ie. regular/medium/large, just like other fast food restaurants?
My reason for this letter is not to seek compensation for the $0.60 i paid extra, but to highlight that the Long John Silver's chain of fast food restaurants have been using sales tactics that are less than satisfactory, and I as a customer have had enough. Please do not just take my word for it but go for yourselves to any of their outlets and order a meal. If the counter staff asks you for a change of drink, say yes, then see if there is a difference between what you expected to pay and what you need to pay, as well as if there is a difference in drink sizes between what has been displayed and what has been given. My guess is you would have been "upsized" without your permission, and of course have to pay for it all the same.
Thank you for reading this letter, and I sincerely hope that Long John Silver's will clean up their act.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
The Theory of Fairness
Currently Feeling: Philosophical
Fairness is just a theory, just like relativity and evolution. It's not proven, no one knows for sure it did or will happen; but we all hope that it holds true, coz we base so many of our assumptions and actions on it. Our perception wld be somewhat shattered if, in fact, it didn't exist. So in wanting to make it real, we place it into our reality.
I'm not saying it doesn't exist... the crux is, you never know for sure. Is life fair? I think it isn't, but i hope it is. No one can give a definite answer.
Fairness is just a theory, just like relativity and evolution. It's not proven, no one knows for sure it did or will happen; but we all hope that it holds true, coz we base so many of our assumptions and actions on it. Our perception wld be somewhat shattered if, in fact, it didn't exist. So in wanting to make it real, we place it into our reality.
I'm not saying it doesn't exist... the crux is, you never know for sure. Is life fair? I think it isn't, but i hope it is. No one can give a definite answer.
Hurt Turns Into Anger
Currently Feeling: Evil
yup... i felt hurt. not afraid to admit it. coz i felt for her. so soon turn into anger? u ask. yeah i guess.
anger at her. anger at me. anger at some mentally unsound prick. anger at the world. anger at life. and anger at everyone else.
but i'm sensible enuff not to take my anger out on ppl who care abt me. that's stupid, pure and simple. y make the ppl impt to u suffer with u? sensible enuff not to take it out on myself too. also hurt the ppl who care abt u. ppl who do these things are idiots. idiots.
so i take it out on the treadmill. stomped on it until death occurred. up to u to guess whether the treadmill died on me or i died on the treadmill.
my mind's getting clearer as well. i realise in the end, ultimately, everything is about yourself. u fight bcoz u want to win. u suffer bcoz u can't lose. but in the end, the only person u hv to overcome is urself. the only person who's making u suffer is urself. the only person who truly feels ur joy is urself. the only person who feels ur pain is urself. we want to believe we are connected, but we are only connected thru verbal and body language. ultimately, we all are vastly seperate entities. no one can ever know wat's really inside. we can only hope that they can see some part of it.
added: oh yes, wanted to add that also ultimately, the only person you can depend on is urself. wanna get things done? do it urself.
make sense?
anyway. some anger is still there... and may surface now and then. but no one significant to me will hv to suffer for it. just pity the hapless insurance agent who mistakes me for a possible client. and the treadmill.
yup... i felt hurt. not afraid to admit it. coz i felt for her. so soon turn into anger? u ask. yeah i guess.
anger at her. anger at me. anger at some mentally unsound prick. anger at the world. anger at life. and anger at everyone else.
but i'm sensible enuff not to take my anger out on ppl who care abt me. that's stupid, pure and simple. y make the ppl impt to u suffer with u? sensible enuff not to take it out on myself too. also hurt the ppl who care abt u. ppl who do these things are idiots. idiots.
so i take it out on the treadmill. stomped on it until death occurred. up to u to guess whether the treadmill died on me or i died on the treadmill.
my mind's getting clearer as well. i realise in the end, ultimately, everything is about yourself. u fight bcoz u want to win. u suffer bcoz u can't lose. but in the end, the only person u hv to overcome is urself. the only person who's making u suffer is urself. the only person who truly feels ur joy is urself. the only person who feels ur pain is urself. we want to believe we are connected, but we are only connected thru verbal and body language. ultimately, we all are vastly seperate entities. no one can ever know wat's really inside. we can only hope that they can see some part of it.
added: oh yes, wanted to add that also ultimately, the only person you can depend on is urself. wanna get things done? do it urself.
make sense?
anyway. some anger is still there... and may surface now and then. but no one significant to me will hv to suffer for it. just pity the hapless insurance agent who mistakes me for a possible client. and the treadmill.
"Feelings" and "Chemistry"
will i ever know wat they mean? arbitrary thots abt others based on relativity? or convenient no-entry signs?
Untitled 1
Currently Feeling: Despondent
My friends warned me against it
They saw it before
Yet 1 person foolishly stumbled in
30 pairs of eyes couldn't be wrong
31 ppl thot i had a chance
As time passed soon no one else mattered
As we played with the same kids
As we bid them goodbye together
As she grew closer to me
As she took photos of us
As I held her hand all the way down a mountain
As I watched over her when she was ill
So many things happened between us
Or so I thot
It was just a matter of time
Just a little longer and she wld be mine
I'd gaze at her photos when she wasn't around
And think of all the things I'd say to her
Coz somehow with her
My mind goes blank
My tongue gets tied
And all I can see is her
Then she reveals the awful truth
Which I still don't know if I should believe
Am I so disillusioned?
Or were 31 ppl so wrong, so fooled?
But it doesn't really matter now
does it
The dream is over
The illusion shattered
I woke up to my harsh reality
Which came 2 mths after hers
Which she wants to try to deal with
I can't want her back
Coz she was never really mine
Though I was hers
What happened?
What went wrong?
What could I have done to change things?
The alarm clock rings
And I wake up
To a new night
That reeks familiar
My friends warned me against it
They saw it before
Yet 1 person foolishly stumbled in
30 pairs of eyes couldn't be wrong
31 ppl thot i had a chance
As time passed soon no one else mattered
As we played with the same kids
As we bid them goodbye together
As she grew closer to me
As she took photos of us
As I held her hand all the way down a mountain
As I watched over her when she was ill
So many things happened between us
Or so I thot
It was just a matter of time
Just a little longer and she wld be mine
I'd gaze at her photos when she wasn't around
And think of all the things I'd say to her
Coz somehow with her
My mind goes blank
My tongue gets tied
And all I can see is her
Then she reveals the awful truth
Which I still don't know if I should believe
Am I so disillusioned?
Or were 31 ppl so wrong, so fooled?
But it doesn't really matter now
does it
The dream is over
The illusion shattered
I woke up to my harsh reality
Which came 2 mths after hers
Which she wants to try to deal with
I can't want her back
Coz she was never really mine
Though I was hers
What happened?
What went wrong?
What could I have done to change things?
The alarm clock rings
And I wake up
To a new night
That reeks familiar
Fooled Again
Currently Playing: Love Is Only A Feeling by The Darkness
Currently Feeling: Dark
I don't know if i'm sleeping tonite. but perhaps it is the most convenient escape.
For those who dunno, I met a girl some time back. I did bio her the 1st time we met, but that was it. but somehow circumstances threw us together, some frens helped as well... and we ended up hanging out often.
Soon ppl were encouraging me, based on wat they saw and felt. I felt some good vibes too, or i nv wld hv done anything. Things seemed to get better still. I nv spent almost 8 hrs with someone alone before. MSN sessions left me smiling the whole day.
But bcoz of something arbitrary called morality, i decided not to talk any concrete action until external factors were favourable. my own words at that time. a time when i still wasn't too sure.
But the more time passed, i grew deeper and deeper in. and factors became less favourable. i began feeling some pain, which i thot wldn't last long.
But i was wrong. and fuck, it hurts on so many sides i dunno where to start.
So many questions about her. she says there was never anything. no chemistry, no feeling. do i believe that? i know wat i could feel from her, at a time when my mind was clearer. bystanders saw it too. of all i did, did nothing move her? was i just a float in stormy waters?
So many questions about me. so many times already. am i such a chemical-less person? am i such a poor specimen, unworthy of romantic experience? i do not reveal my romantic side lightly, for i believe it is reserved for someone. is that a wrong decision? could i hv done something to change her mind? did i hesitate too long?
why always not me? they say you have to be lovable first. goodness knows i've tried so hard and improved as a person so much... 5 yrs ago i was a different me. but still nothing's changed, even though i'm not the same. wat's wrong with me? after all that i've changed, its still the same.
a fren once told me i shdn't be so readily available all the time, to create some anxiety in the other person, which wld create feelings. is that true? i can't bring myself to do that... if i hv feelings for that person, it is only right that i will be there for her all the time. are such outdated thots obselete in romantic feelings today?
am i too straight forward, too old fashioned, too truthful? or do i lack the scruples to ensnare unsuspecting girls, do not know how to play upon their feelings so as to make them like me?
So many questions about life. Am i destined, fated, to spend my life alone? I never believed in fate, but it's starting to seem that efforts dun always count, there is a stronger hand at work. if that is so, my hope is that there is some very good reason for me to be single forever. maybe being single will allow me to get bombarded by gamma rays to gain superpowers to save the world from evil villians.
I do not know the answers to all these questions. maybe coz after a quarter of a century, i still do not know wat is love. not that i've ever experienced it before. and you know... of everything in my life... i had some successes somewhere. all except this aspect. is that y this is the only thing that can make me feel so down, so depressed, affecting everything else? or becoz it is so impt that i keep messing it up? all i want, all i need, is one fucking chance. i know i will succeed, if only given one chance. never one fucking chance.
don't get all preachy on me and tell me some godly supreme being up there has a plan for me and everything will be alrite and all that crap. that's only shallow consolations. and don't tell me crap like everything will be fine and the rite one will come along someday. i've heard that so many times i sick of it. dun give me empty consolations when u can't do anything abt it.
Always. WHY? why she liddat? why not me? WHYWHYWHY? will it ever come to me?
Enough. i will only allow myself so much self pity. i dun care if it is my fate. i'm sailing on to another port of call. and another, and another, if that's wat it takes. i will not be brought down. never for long.
And yes, she reads this. Tomorrow i will wake up, and everything that happened between you and i wld be just a dream. in my opinion, it was wonderful and sweet, but too bad it didn't end well. u might say it was nothing, maybe even think it was nothing, but i don't. but it doesn't matter. it was only a dream.
Currently Feeling: Dark
I don't know if i'm sleeping tonite. but perhaps it is the most convenient escape.
For those who dunno, I met a girl some time back. I did bio her the 1st time we met, but that was it. but somehow circumstances threw us together, some frens helped as well... and we ended up hanging out often.
Soon ppl were encouraging me, based on wat they saw and felt. I felt some good vibes too, or i nv wld hv done anything. Things seemed to get better still. I nv spent almost 8 hrs with someone alone before. MSN sessions left me smiling the whole day.
But bcoz of something arbitrary called morality, i decided not to talk any concrete action until external factors were favourable. my own words at that time. a time when i still wasn't too sure.
But the more time passed, i grew deeper and deeper in. and factors became less favourable. i began feeling some pain, which i thot wldn't last long.
But i was wrong. and fuck, it hurts on so many sides i dunno where to start.
So many questions about her. she says there was never anything. no chemistry, no feeling. do i believe that? i know wat i could feel from her, at a time when my mind was clearer. bystanders saw it too. of all i did, did nothing move her? was i just a float in stormy waters?
So many questions about me. so many times already. am i such a chemical-less person? am i such a poor specimen, unworthy of romantic experience? i do not reveal my romantic side lightly, for i believe it is reserved for someone. is that a wrong decision? could i hv done something to change her mind? did i hesitate too long?
why always not me? they say you have to be lovable first. goodness knows i've tried so hard and improved as a person so much... 5 yrs ago i was a different me. but still nothing's changed, even though i'm not the same. wat's wrong with me? after all that i've changed, its still the same.
a fren once told me i shdn't be so readily available all the time, to create some anxiety in the other person, which wld create feelings. is that true? i can't bring myself to do that... if i hv feelings for that person, it is only right that i will be there for her all the time. are such outdated thots obselete in romantic feelings today?
am i too straight forward, too old fashioned, too truthful? or do i lack the scruples to ensnare unsuspecting girls, do not know how to play upon their feelings so as to make them like me?
So many questions about life. Am i destined, fated, to spend my life alone? I never believed in fate, but it's starting to seem that efforts dun always count, there is a stronger hand at work. if that is so, my hope is that there is some very good reason for me to be single forever. maybe being single will allow me to get bombarded by gamma rays to gain superpowers to save the world from evil villians.
I do not know the answers to all these questions. maybe coz after a quarter of a century, i still do not know wat is love. not that i've ever experienced it before. and you know... of everything in my life... i had some successes somewhere. all except this aspect. is that y this is the only thing that can make me feel so down, so depressed, affecting everything else? or becoz it is so impt that i keep messing it up? all i want, all i need, is one fucking chance. i know i will succeed, if only given one chance. never one fucking chance.
don't get all preachy on me and tell me some godly supreme being up there has a plan for me and everything will be alrite and all that crap. that's only shallow consolations. and don't tell me crap like everything will be fine and the rite one will come along someday. i've heard that so many times i sick of it. dun give me empty consolations when u can't do anything abt it.
Always. WHY? why she liddat? why not me? WHYWHYWHY? will it ever come to me?
Enough. i will only allow myself so much self pity. i dun care if it is my fate. i'm sailing on to another port of call. and another, and another, if that's wat it takes. i will not be brought down. never for long.
And yes, she reads this. Tomorrow i will wake up, and everything that happened between you and i wld be just a dream. in my opinion, it was wonderful and sweet, but too bad it didn't end well. u might say it was nothing, maybe even think it was nothing, but i don't. but it doesn't matter. it was only a dream.
I'm Not Okay (I Promise) by My Chemical Romance
Well if you wanted honesty
That's all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go
It's better off this way
For all the dirty looks,
The photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
I've told you time and time again, you sing the words
But don't know what it means
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you'd read me like a book,
But the pages are all torn and frayed
(I'm not okay) I'm okay!
I'm okay now (I'm okay now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay! (Trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
That's all you had to say
I never want to let you down or have you go
It's better off this way
For all the dirty looks,
The photographs your boyfriend took,
Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor?
I'm not okay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems?
I've told you time and time again, you sing the words
But don't know what it means
To be a joke and look
Another line without a hook
I held you close as we both shook for the last time
Take a good hard look!
I'm not okay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
You wear me out
Forget about the dirty looks
The photographs your boyfriend took
You said you'd read me like a book,
But the pages are all torn and frayed
(I'm not okay) I'm okay!
I'm okay now (I'm okay now)
But you really need to listen to me
Because I'm telling you the truth
I mean this
I'm okay! (Trust me)
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
Well I'm not okay
I'm not o-fucking-kay
I'm not oka-ay
I'm not okay
Two Princes by the Spin Doctors
One, two, princes kneel before you
(That's what i said now)
Princes, princes who adore you
(Just go ahead now)
One has diamonds in his pockets
(That sounds great now)
This one, said he wants to buy you lockets
(Ain't in his head now)
This one, he got a princely racket
(That's what i said now)
Got some big seal upon his jacket
(Ain't in his head now)
Marry him, your father will condone you
(How 'bout that now)
Marry me, your father will disown you
(He'll eat his hat now)
Marry him, or marry me
I'm the one that loves you b-baby can't you see?
Ain't got no future or family tree but
I know what a prince and lover ought to be,
I know what a prince and lover ought to be...
Said, if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead now)
And if you'd like to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead now)
And if you wanna buy me flowers
(Just go ahead now)
And if you'd like to talk for hours
(Just go ahead now)
Oh baby
(Just go ahead now)
Oh just just go ahead now
Oh your majesty
(Just go ahead now)
Come on forget the king and marry me
(Just go ahead now)
Come on come on come on
(Just go ahead now...)
(That's what i said now)
Princes, princes who adore you
(Just go ahead now)
One has diamonds in his pockets
(That sounds great now)
This one, said he wants to buy you lockets
(Ain't in his head now)
This one, he got a princely racket
(That's what i said now)
Got some big seal upon his jacket
(Ain't in his head now)
Marry him, your father will condone you
(How 'bout that now)
Marry me, your father will disown you
(He'll eat his hat now)
Marry him, or marry me
I'm the one that loves you b-baby can't you see?
Ain't got no future or family tree but
I know what a prince and lover ought to be,
I know what a prince and lover ought to be...
Said, if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead now)
And if you'd like to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead now)
And if you wanna buy me flowers
(Just go ahead now)
And if you'd like to talk for hours
(Just go ahead now)
Oh baby
(Just go ahead now)
Oh just just go ahead now
Oh your majesty
(Just go ahead now)
Come on forget the king and marry me
(Just go ahead now)
Come on come on come on
(Just go ahead now...)
Saturday, September 10, 2005
My Life, My Rules Of Engagement
Currently Playing: I Just Wanna Live by Good Charlotte
I'm sure u guys wanna read more than lyrics... wanna read something interesting and exciting abt me... nv a dull moment huh?
Well then here it is... I threw a quiz yesterday. When it was time to wake up, i switched off my hp alarm and went back to sleep. on purpose. i knew wat i was doing. by the time my mum "discovered" me still in bed, it was too late.
No worries... not like i've nv done it b4... in fact i've thrown 3 exams so far. 161, 360 & 361. yup, ntu brought me to a new low...
The mitigating factor is that my fren told me he didn't understand wat the questions of the quiz were asking. but that doesn't help the big picture. i'm not supposed to be doing these stupid things anymore... it was a risk. wat if the questions were easy?
It wldn't hv mattered... coz no matter how easy they were i cldn't hv answered any... after mugging for wed's quiz and entertaining some depressive thots during the week, i kena burnout. cldn't study a single crap, cld only get as far as the 2nd lecture. to illustrate, i cld only blog out lyrics copied from the net or the CD. Productivity zero.
In this aspect, i can only hope the lecturers are kind enuff to do a retest for absentees even w/o MCs. if not well... then i shall hv to study even harder for the exams. it's not like i wanna stay longer.
The thing is... i only fight winning battles. no point expending energy and losing morale over something i cannot win. so instead i took a break. slept til 11, slept again after breakfast, went for a hair cut and watched the longest yard with VJ. now i'm feel like it's a Sat nite, got an extra day to rest. so instead of draining myself todae... i took a recharge, albeit a guilty one.
No need to preach me abt working hard, and going for lessons, yadda yadda yadda... i already know all that. and i know myself too. i need breaks from doing wat i hate, and the time happened to be now. i know; i've been doing stuff i hate for 7 yrs. and i dun wanna prolong it any less than any of u. but after so long, i know myself well enuff.
My Life, My Rules of Engagement.
I'm sure u guys wanna read more than lyrics... wanna read something interesting and exciting abt me... nv a dull moment huh?
Well then here it is... I threw a quiz yesterday. When it was time to wake up, i switched off my hp alarm and went back to sleep. on purpose. i knew wat i was doing. by the time my mum "discovered" me still in bed, it was too late.
No worries... not like i've nv done it b4... in fact i've thrown 3 exams so far. 161, 360 & 361. yup, ntu brought me to a new low...
The mitigating factor is that my fren told me he didn't understand wat the questions of the quiz were asking. but that doesn't help the big picture. i'm not supposed to be doing these stupid things anymore... it was a risk. wat if the questions were easy?
It wldn't hv mattered... coz no matter how easy they were i cldn't hv answered any... after mugging for wed's quiz and entertaining some depressive thots during the week, i kena burnout. cldn't study a single crap, cld only get as far as the 2nd lecture. to illustrate, i cld only blog out lyrics copied from the net or the CD. Productivity zero.
In this aspect, i can only hope the lecturers are kind enuff to do a retest for absentees even w/o MCs. if not well... then i shall hv to study even harder for the exams. it's not like i wanna stay longer.
The thing is... i only fight winning battles. no point expending energy and losing morale over something i cannot win. so instead i took a break. slept til 11, slept again after breakfast, went for a hair cut and watched the longest yard with VJ. now i'm feel like it's a Sat nite, got an extra day to rest. so instead of draining myself todae... i took a recharge, albeit a guilty one.
No need to preach me abt working hard, and going for lessons, yadda yadda yadda... i already know all that. and i know myself too. i need breaks from doing wat i hate, and the time happened to be now. i know; i've been doing stuff i hate for 7 yrs. and i dun wanna prolong it any less than any of u. but after so long, i know myself well enuff.
My Life, My Rules of Engagement.
Friday, September 09, 2005
Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone
And I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone
And I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone
And I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone I walk alone
I walk alone
And I walk a
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Nature 1 Man -1
I stupidly decided to come to sch this morning despite only 4 hrs of sleep. why? coz i needed to cover lots for my quiz tml.
now the various weird symbols stare into my glazed eyes as all of us embark on a floating ride of mutual unfamiliarity.
and all i can think of is my warm soft bed i idiotically left so early this morning. that is, when i'm at least half awake.
futility! no way i can cover so much in such short time at such drained conditions now. tempted to throw paper again but i know i can't risk it anymore.
i decide the most viable option now is to head home, get a decent sleep, then study thru out the nite.
i get -1 for stupidity and lack of determination.
overloaded head spinning.
now the various weird symbols stare into my glazed eyes as all of us embark on a floating ride of mutual unfamiliarity.
and all i can think of is my warm soft bed i idiotically left so early this morning. that is, when i'm at least half awake.
futility! no way i can cover so much in such short time at such drained conditions now. tempted to throw paper again but i know i can't risk it anymore.
i decide the most viable option now is to head home, get a decent sleep, then study thru out the nite.
i get -1 for stupidity and lack of determination.
overloaded head spinning.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Current Favourite Song: Everybody's Changing by Keane
You say you wander
your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching
You're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
and I don't know why
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move
just to stay in the game
I
try to stay awake
and remember my name
But
everybody's changing
and I don't feel the same
You're gone from here
And soon you will disappear
fading into beautiful light
Cause everybody's changing
and I don't feel right
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move
just to stay in the game
I
try to stay awake
and remember my name
But
everybody's changing
and I don't feel the same
your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can
You're aching
You're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
and I don't know why
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move
just to stay in the game
I
try to stay awake
and remember my name
But
everybody's changing
and I don't feel the same
You're gone from here
And soon you will disappear
fading into beautiful light
Cause everybody's changing
and I don't feel right
So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move
just to stay in the game
I
try to stay awake
and remember my name
But
everybody's changing
and I don't feel the same
Random Bored Thots
Currently Playing: Radio ran outta batteries so now listening to the next computer's incessant beeping from the CPU coz the chinawoman next to me fell asleep rite on the keyboard. No wonder the computer's protesting! shd i wake her up? gross... looks like she's drooling on the right CTRL button...
anyway. supposed to be studying for my quiz on fridae... but tired and bored after quiz this morning. just finished 1 lecture of notes after trying to study for 4 hrs. hmm.. past few entries a lot abt quiz quiz quiz. sch life is boring. detest this place. wanna faster get outta here... longest i've stayed in an instituition since pri sch.
well... at last something to look fwd to tonite... meeting takyu & misa! but before that got errands to run...
now got long haired girl come over to investigate source of beeping... but she's on the wrong side of the tables! can't figure it out, goes back to her own computer.
i was right! the beeping was from the protesting keyboard! chinawoman sleepily lifts head from table and the beeping immediately stops. i think the computer and everyone else ard it is relieved. chinawoman whips out tissue and cleans herself, then goes back to sleep, this time in a smarter position (ie. on the table instead) oblivious that in a few minutes, the whole world is going to know she drooled all over the right CTRL button.
anyway, last nite surprisingly went for ODAC bbq... but mainly coz i knew zz, zow & girl wld be there... been a while since 4 of us were tog (probably girl's house warming) so i went despite
a) not knowing most ppl there
b) knowing i don't know most ppl there
c) was hungry, studied til 8pm w/o dinner
d) had a quiz 830am the next day which i hvn't finished studying for
and surprisingly, it was fun to laugh and talk cock with others like old times... even ppl i not close to but once, we were in the same comm with the same goals. good lah. corny but true: time heals. also found new respect for a fren who kindly offered to gimme a lift home so i could stay longer: she drives like a guy!! respect.
but as always, there are in significant ppl ard who i hv no interest in talking to... the Know-it-all and the Poker-who-can't-stop-talking-abt-himself. esp when their 1st line on seeing me was "eh u hvn't graduate yet ah??" not that i mind ppl talking abt it; i don't care. but with a condescending tone, it only serves to up your own insignificance. probably sensing my nonchalance, they tried giving empty encouragement like "just push a bit harder can liao", blah blah blah... i responded with body language screaming "yeah sure, watever". i dun need encouragement from u guys... in fact, i dun need anything from u guys at all... just stay away. hahahah
But at least Know-it-all isn't the worst... Poker is the current champion of annoyance. someone mentioned that zz was visiting a cousin in hospital, he immediately "that so-and-so is it?" FWAH!! even zz family he must claim to know ah??? best siah. a bit of backgrd info: zow observed that whenever someone mentions a company in front of Poker he will claim that he knows someone (a friend/a relative/a friend's relative/a relative's fren/a friend's friend/a relative's relative) working inside that company.
Know-it-all only dishes out unwanted advice and knows how every thing shd be done (ie. his way). Poker shd be renamed as "Know-them-all"... first name is "Claims-to".
haha apologies for bitching abt others. i normally don't but these 2 really crack me up.
girl, zow, zz... i miss the times when 4 of us wld go sentosa n suntan... and i wld set up my hammock but hv no time in it at all... too bad schedules dun match now. still, it was fun to hang out with u guys last nite. :-)
anyway. supposed to be studying for my quiz on fridae... but tired and bored after quiz this morning. just finished 1 lecture of notes after trying to study for 4 hrs. hmm.. past few entries a lot abt quiz quiz quiz. sch life is boring. detest this place. wanna faster get outta here... longest i've stayed in an instituition since pri sch.
well... at last something to look fwd to tonite... meeting takyu & misa! but before that got errands to run...
now got long haired girl come over to investigate source of beeping... but she's on the wrong side of the tables! can't figure it out, goes back to her own computer.
i was right! the beeping was from the protesting keyboard! chinawoman sleepily lifts head from table and the beeping immediately stops. i think the computer and everyone else ard it is relieved. chinawoman whips out tissue and cleans herself, then goes back to sleep, this time in a smarter position (ie. on the table instead) oblivious that in a few minutes, the whole world is going to know she drooled all over the right CTRL button.
anyway, last nite surprisingly went for ODAC bbq... but mainly coz i knew zz, zow & girl wld be there... been a while since 4 of us were tog (probably girl's house warming) so i went despite
a) not knowing most ppl there
b) knowing i don't know most ppl there
c) was hungry, studied til 8pm w/o dinner
d) had a quiz 830am the next day which i hvn't finished studying for
and surprisingly, it was fun to laugh and talk cock with others like old times... even ppl i not close to but once, we were in the same comm with the same goals. good lah. corny but true: time heals. also found new respect for a fren who kindly offered to gimme a lift home so i could stay longer: she drives like a guy!! respect.
but as always, there are in significant ppl ard who i hv no interest in talking to... the Know-it-all and the Poker-who-can't-stop-talking-abt-himself. esp when their 1st line on seeing me was "eh u hvn't graduate yet ah??" not that i mind ppl talking abt it; i don't care. but with a condescending tone, it only serves to up your own insignificance. probably sensing my nonchalance, they tried giving empty encouragement like "just push a bit harder can liao", blah blah blah... i responded with body language screaming "yeah sure, watever". i dun need encouragement from u guys... in fact, i dun need anything from u guys at all... just stay away. hahahah
But at least Know-it-all isn't the worst... Poker is the current champion of annoyance. someone mentioned that zz was visiting a cousin in hospital, he immediately "that so-and-so is it?" FWAH!! even zz family he must claim to know ah??? best siah. a bit of backgrd info: zow observed that whenever someone mentions a company in front of Poker he will claim that he knows someone (a friend/a relative/a friend's relative/a relative's fren/a friend's friend/a relative's relative) working inside that company.
Know-it-all only dishes out unwanted advice and knows how every thing shd be done (ie. his way). Poker shd be renamed as "Know-them-all"... first name is "Claims-to".
haha apologies for bitching abt others. i normally don't but these 2 really crack me up.
girl, zow, zz... i miss the times when 4 of us wld go sentosa n suntan... and i wld set up my hammock but hv no time in it at all... too bad schedules dun match now. still, it was fun to hang out with u guys last nite. :-)
Sunday, September 04, 2005
Nice, Busy Weekend (So Far)
Currently Playing: Destiny by Zero 7
Although the wkend hasn't ended yet, better blog now... coz ltr tonite access will cut off, and gotta watch apprentice, so probably no time to bang away here...
Anyway... wkend started nice enuff with me going home early from sch (refer to previous entry) but working hard from tue-thu really drained me out... went home and collapse on the bed, woken by squid who was already at the dinner meeting place! chialat. took a bus down somemore, was quite late. but then, not much choice rite? fri evening take cab into the city, might as well walk.
the evening was ok, but
a) the pasta at coffee bean isn't anything to shout abt
b) i was feeling a little tired
c) squid seemed to be deteriorating before my eyes... his cough and runny nose were getting worse by the minute. so we ended abt 10+.
Yesterday started with plans to go sentosa with cream & bowl... cream was the only one on time (coz she got sis transport) but at least i was 2nd... took cab down. but then we dragged over lunch and a bit of shopping (i bought lousy earphones)... decided no point crossing over liao, walk round harbourfront and hung out at coffee club instead. talking abt plans to travel together turned into a geog lesson for bowl on y the some places on earth has 4 seasons. it's not everyday u get to convince someone winter doesn't happen due to a lack of day time... hahah
In my slippers n singlet, i then went to orchard... felt a bit weird wearing that... hahah. went into Crown hotel for grandma's birthdae, changed into something more presentable in the toilet. the food was not bad... but as usual, nothing much to say to cousins and uncles and aunties. only thing i did was to help set my cousin's camera to an indoor setting and tok cock with her a bit... consciously want to be nice to her and her mum... after all, it's this aunt who ALWAYS gives the biggest ang paos during CNY... ;-)
after dinner went home and watched dude where's my car on tv... hahaha classic dumbass. shibby!! stayed up late online coz i dun think i will much on wkdays anymore.
todae met yx & jo at tampines mall for lunch... long time nv meet up liao, so catch up A LOT and talked abt jobs (auditor & insurance agent) plus gossip regarding hallmates that i'm supposed to know but dun bother abt. nice to realise that even though we so long nv see each other liao, we still can talk so much cock like those yr1 days in hall. that's the nice thing abt old frens... can meet after a long time but the comfort level and frenship still never change/diminsh.
after a pizza hut lunch and swensen's dessert (earthquake!! twice in 3 mths!) with them, went to old beijing at PS for QZ's birthdae... got his footies plus a few others like me... but i wasn't at the main footies table where ZZ & CS were... so kinda felt a bit weird, only got 1 person i close with and she was flanked by 2 un-close ppl... hard to talk. concentrate on stuffing myself with more food lor... hahhah
supposed to meet misa for gym, so left them after the meal... probably now they're still at partyworld. but misa hvn't replied leh... is she going to tuah me? hahah but doesn't matter... i still need to go run anyway. hvn't run this wk... and still hvn't reach 6km mark yet.
wah... like I damn ladies man hor... sat & sun both days go out with a different pair of girls... and all 4 are... well... not bad lah. like wat squid say: 1 on each arm! hahaha then wed going out with another pair somemore... so fun ;-) only bad thing is the amount of time spent in shoe shops. wat is it abt girls and shoes?!?!?!?
note to self: try to grow extra pair of arms so can go out with 4 girls next time... but make sure none of them interested in shoes.
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misa didn't come... but i didn't run either. dun blame her at all coz still too full (after 4 hrs from eating!) and tired; in fact if she came, either i watch her exercise or she watch me puke. took a half hr nap, but it didn't help much... chialat... feeling guilty that i totally didn't run at all this wk. :-S
Although the wkend hasn't ended yet, better blog now... coz ltr tonite access will cut off, and gotta watch apprentice, so probably no time to bang away here...
Anyway... wkend started nice enuff with me going home early from sch (refer to previous entry) but working hard from tue-thu really drained me out... went home and collapse on the bed, woken by squid who was already at the dinner meeting place! chialat. took a bus down somemore, was quite late. but then, not much choice rite? fri evening take cab into the city, might as well walk.
the evening was ok, but
a) the pasta at coffee bean isn't anything to shout abt
b) i was feeling a little tired
c) squid seemed to be deteriorating before my eyes... his cough and runny nose were getting worse by the minute. so we ended abt 10+.
Yesterday started with plans to go sentosa with cream & bowl... cream was the only one on time (coz she got sis transport) but at least i was 2nd... took cab down. but then we dragged over lunch and a bit of shopping (i bought lousy earphones)... decided no point crossing over liao, walk round harbourfront and hung out at coffee club instead. talking abt plans to travel together turned into a geog lesson for bowl on y the some places on earth has 4 seasons. it's not everyday u get to convince someone winter doesn't happen due to a lack of day time... hahah
In my slippers n singlet, i then went to orchard... felt a bit weird wearing that... hahah. went into Crown hotel for grandma's birthdae, changed into something more presentable in the toilet. the food was not bad... but as usual, nothing much to say to cousins and uncles and aunties. only thing i did was to help set my cousin's camera to an indoor setting and tok cock with her a bit... consciously want to be nice to her and her mum... after all, it's this aunt who ALWAYS gives the biggest ang paos during CNY... ;-)
after dinner went home and watched dude where's my car on tv... hahaha classic dumbass. shibby!! stayed up late online coz i dun think i will much on wkdays anymore.
todae met yx & jo at tampines mall for lunch... long time nv meet up liao, so catch up A LOT and talked abt jobs (auditor & insurance agent) plus gossip regarding hallmates that i'm supposed to know but dun bother abt. nice to realise that even though we so long nv see each other liao, we still can talk so much cock like those yr1 days in hall. that's the nice thing abt old frens... can meet after a long time but the comfort level and frenship still never change/diminsh.
after a pizza hut lunch and swensen's dessert (earthquake!! twice in 3 mths!) with them, went to old beijing at PS for QZ's birthdae... got his footies plus a few others like me... but i wasn't at the main footies table where ZZ & CS were... so kinda felt a bit weird, only got 1 person i close with and she was flanked by 2 un-close ppl... hard to talk. concentrate on stuffing myself with more food lor... hahhah
supposed to meet misa for gym, so left them after the meal... probably now they're still at partyworld. but misa hvn't replied leh... is she going to tuah me? hahah but doesn't matter... i still need to go run anyway. hvn't run this wk... and still hvn't reach 6km mark yet.
wah... like I damn ladies man hor... sat & sun both days go out with a different pair of girls... and all 4 are... well... not bad lah. like wat squid say: 1 on each arm! hahaha then wed going out with another pair somemore... so fun ;-) only bad thing is the amount of time spent in shoe shops. wat is it abt girls and shoes?!?!?!?
note to self: try to grow extra pair of arms so can go out with 4 girls next time... but make sure none of them interested in shoes.
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misa didn't come... but i didn't run either. dun blame her at all coz still too full (after 4 hrs from eating!) and tired; in fact if she came, either i watch her exercise or she watch me puke. took a half hr nap, but it didn't help much... chialat... feeling guilty that i totally didn't run at all this wk. :-S
Friday, September 02, 2005
Nature 1 Man 0
No, this entry is not abt nature's fury, clearly demonstrated in the US Gulf now and Indian Ocean late last year... it's simply abt going against the course of nature.
You guys know more often than not, i sleep til late, procrastinate on sch work, and generally hv a lousy attitude twds school. but it's not coz i like doing these things... it's my nature... just following nature's will. I think i shd continue that way. Yes, i see that disdainful look on u... well read on and u will understand the perils of not being yourself.
I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed this morning at 6.15... sitting there i wondered if i shd just fall back to sleep; but no, i told myself i shd be getting fyp data, at least this one time this week. if i didn't start my day early, i wldn't hv the time to do much. so although unwilling, i fought against my basic human need for slacking and went to sch. i even wore jeans, instead of my usual berms, coz wld be meeting squid for dinner ltr.
I reached the data collection site just in time, with abt 5 min to spare. Soon i was hectically (is there such a word?) recording cars from 4 directions as 90% of ppl walking by peeped over my shoulder and met my fleeting glances with befuddled looks. the other 10% just looked befuddled. I noticed storm clouds coming twds me, and hoped they wld pass without incident.
but Nature had other plans. in defying her will of me staying in bed, now she was going to teach me an evil lesson.
the construction shelter i was under didn't deter her one bit... the rain came flying in at an angle, threatening to soak my data forms, my bag and my clorets i placed outside for easy reach. that was that. 11 mins of data out of a supposed 60. i packed up, took out my china umbrella and went for breakfast at cant a.
but she wasn't finished yet. the wind shifted direction twice: first time sent rain flying in directly to my front, soaking my jeans. second time rain chased me from behind, soaking my bag. and all the while the ground insidiously formed little depressions to collect water exactly where my feet wld land. nature is evil, evil, evil.
i reached cant a soaked from feet to jeans pockets, with an equally soaked bag and dripping, semi-open umbrella. been too used to high performance goretex shoes... i had long forgotten the sickening feeling of wet socks. reminded me of my pri sch days where wat i feared most was getting caught in a heavy rain before/after school. I once spent an afternoon emptying my drenched bag in the hall, opening every exercise book and workbook, and spreading everything, EVERYTHING, across the whole floor in hope that they would dry for the next day. (those were the days where my sch bag comprised of 50% of my body weight, and yes, my bag has grown considerably smaller and i considerably larger) i remember falling asleep amongst the wet, crumpled and torn exercise books...
not the end yet. i decided to cheer myself up with a mcbreakfast. as i walked back to my seat with my sausage mcmuffin, i noticed the ppl coming in were... dry. i looked out and the sky was... dry. and even before i finished the food, the sun was sadistically gloating at me. i could almost hear her manical laughter. nature has a sense of humour after all, albeit one more wicked than mine.
now, as i sit in the cold library in my damp shoes, damp socks, damp-up-to-pockets jeans(heng underwear not wet), with my damp bag... i reflect over the morning's (it's not even a day yet!) decisions:
- waking up at an unearthly hour
- to engage in fyp/studies
- wearing jeans & shoes
all of which i usually don't do, ie. against my nature. and nature punished me with evil glee... negating my efforts at waking and fyp, with the added touch of soaking my jeans & shoes. lovely.
if i made the seemingly wrong (but natural) decision, rite now i wld be in my soft warm bed, happy, sleeping, dry. now i'm cold, wet, demoralised, tired. i've learnt my lesson: i'm never going against nature again.
i wanna go home :'(
You guys know more often than not, i sleep til late, procrastinate on sch work, and generally hv a lousy attitude twds school. but it's not coz i like doing these things... it's my nature... just following nature's will. I think i shd continue that way. Yes, i see that disdainful look on u... well read on and u will understand the perils of not being yourself.
I reluctantly pulled myself out of bed this morning at 6.15... sitting there i wondered if i shd just fall back to sleep; but no, i told myself i shd be getting fyp data, at least this one time this week. if i didn't start my day early, i wldn't hv the time to do much. so although unwilling, i fought against my basic human need for slacking and went to sch. i even wore jeans, instead of my usual berms, coz wld be meeting squid for dinner ltr.
I reached the data collection site just in time, with abt 5 min to spare. Soon i was hectically (is there such a word?) recording cars from 4 directions as 90% of ppl walking by peeped over my shoulder and met my fleeting glances with befuddled looks. the other 10% just looked befuddled. I noticed storm clouds coming twds me, and hoped they wld pass without incident.
but Nature had other plans. in defying her will of me staying in bed, now she was going to teach me an evil lesson.
the construction shelter i was under didn't deter her one bit... the rain came flying in at an angle, threatening to soak my data forms, my bag and my clorets i placed outside for easy reach. that was that. 11 mins of data out of a supposed 60. i packed up, took out my china umbrella and went for breakfast at cant a.
but she wasn't finished yet. the wind shifted direction twice: first time sent rain flying in directly to my front, soaking my jeans. second time rain chased me from behind, soaking my bag. and all the while the ground insidiously formed little depressions to collect water exactly where my feet wld land. nature is evil, evil, evil.
i reached cant a soaked from feet to jeans pockets, with an equally soaked bag and dripping, semi-open umbrella. been too used to high performance goretex shoes... i had long forgotten the sickening feeling of wet socks. reminded me of my pri sch days where wat i feared most was getting caught in a heavy rain before/after school. I once spent an afternoon emptying my drenched bag in the hall, opening every exercise book and workbook, and spreading everything, EVERYTHING, across the whole floor in hope that they would dry for the next day. (those were the days where my sch bag comprised of 50% of my body weight, and yes, my bag has grown considerably smaller and i considerably larger) i remember falling asleep amongst the wet, crumpled and torn exercise books...
not the end yet. i decided to cheer myself up with a mcbreakfast. as i walked back to my seat with my sausage mcmuffin, i noticed the ppl coming in were... dry. i looked out and the sky was... dry. and even before i finished the food, the sun was sadistically gloating at me. i could almost hear her manical laughter. nature has a sense of humour after all, albeit one more wicked than mine.
now, as i sit in the cold library in my damp shoes, damp socks, damp-up-to-pockets jeans(heng underwear not wet), with my damp bag... i reflect over the morning's (it's not even a day yet!) decisions:
- waking up at an unearthly hour
- to engage in fyp/studies
- wearing jeans & shoes
all of which i usually don't do, ie. against my nature. and nature punished me with evil glee... negating my efforts at waking and fyp, with the added touch of soaking my jeans & shoes. lovely.
if i made the seemingly wrong (but natural) decision, rite now i wld be in my soft warm bed, happy, sleeping, dry. now i'm cold, wet, demoralised, tired. i've learnt my lesson: i'm never going against nature again.
i wanna go home :'(
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Strangely Less Unwilling
Strangely less unwilling to get out of bed and go to sch todae... maybe it's coz i know exactly wat i hv to do todae, and for the next few days. maybe also partly coz for the past 2 days, i've been able to do wat has been planned. more or less.
In chronological order -
Todae: blog this, go lecture, do last remaining tutorial, go flunk quiz, come back lib to print notes for 2 quizzies next wk, go comex check out monitors, mice, desktops n SLR cameras, go home run min. 6 km, watch child of our time n lost.
Tml: collect FYP data, do FYP, go tutorial, do more FYP, meet squid for dinner.
Sat: go out with adsports2, go grandma's birthday dinner, watch dude where's my car. (hahha i know its a fricking dumb show... but i like ;-P) send happie birthdae sms to gin.
Sun: meet yx & jo for lunch, run min. 6 km w misa (i'm running, she'll be watching, egging me on and irritating me nearby), watch friends season 2 at nite. send happie birthdae sms to qz.
guess i like to know wat i'll be doing, and will be more eager to do stuff that way. that's y i always like to plan my schedule... so u always see that slim black book w me. without it i'd be absolutely lost, not only on wat i'm supposed to be doing in the near future, but most prob i'd forget wat i'm supposed to do rite now. need to constantly hv things on my plate, coz when i feel got nothing to do, i cn gt so nua tt i just stay in bed all day, see tv, play pc, n dun even bother 2 type blog prprly.....
but in doing stuff, i don't need to do stuff with frens, in fact if not purely for hanging out, i do most things better alone, esp things that need effort on a personal level; i just need to concentrate on the stuff i'm doing.
y am i running so much? 12km a wk? coz i joining stanchart 10km run... CS jio-ed me abt a mth ago, and since i had been running 10km per week to prepare for YEP, was thinking y not push a bit harder? good preparation for my yr-end trip also. so decided on it last wk and signed up on sunday.
speaking abt my yr-end trip... gotta start planning soon. oops... late for lecture liao.
note to self: todae after comex go look for guidebook!
In chronological order -
Todae: blog this, go lecture, do last remaining tutorial, go flunk quiz, come back lib to print notes for 2 quizzies next wk, go comex check out monitors, mice, desktops n SLR cameras, go home run min. 6 km, watch child of our time n lost.
Tml: collect FYP data, do FYP, go tutorial, do more FYP, meet squid for dinner.
Sat: go out with adsports2, go grandma's birthday dinner, watch dude where's my car. (hahha i know its a fricking dumb show... but i like ;-P) send happie birthdae sms to gin.
Sun: meet yx & jo for lunch, run min. 6 km w misa (i'm running, she'll be watching, egging me on and irritating me nearby), watch friends season 2 at nite. send happie birthdae sms to qz.
guess i like to know wat i'll be doing, and will be more eager to do stuff that way. that's y i always like to plan my schedule... so u always see that slim black book w me. without it i'd be absolutely lost, not only on wat i'm supposed to be doing in the near future, but most prob i'd forget wat i'm supposed to do rite now. need to constantly hv things on my plate, coz when i feel got nothing to do, i cn gt so nua tt i just stay in bed all day, see tv, play pc, n dun even bother 2 type blog prprly.....
but in doing stuff, i don't need to do stuff with frens, in fact if not purely for hanging out, i do most things better alone, esp things that need effort on a personal level; i just need to concentrate on the stuff i'm doing.
y am i running so much? 12km a wk? coz i joining stanchart 10km run... CS jio-ed me abt a mth ago, and since i had been running 10km per week to prepare for YEP, was thinking y not push a bit harder? good preparation for my yr-end trip also. so decided on it last wk and signed up on sunday.
speaking abt my yr-end trip... gotta start planning soon. oops... late for lecture liao.
note to self: todae after comex go look for guidebook!
