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Saturday, April 30, 2005
Saturday Nite is Da Nite.
Hurhur..bcoz i m blogging, therefore i m at home. Or shud it be d other way round?
Juz got another "Favour" sms from C Grade Fren, of wch i replied "Dun Have.." coldly. Therefore i m in an unfrenly mood now.
Anyway, I juz read Mr Brown's blog & honestly, i feel abit sori for him. Assuming a public persona is definitely not ez.
Apart from the fame & virtual company of many, many people, albeit strangers, the celeb is bound to receive some criticisms & get some hatemails. U simply cant please everyone.
Of coz everybody is entitled to his or her own opinions but since dis is so, y shud U chastise wad other people wanto write in their own space??
I m not saying i'm not guilty of judging others but at least i dun attack the contents of other blogs u noe? (if i do i do it silently?) I'll moz probly pass a judgement on how dey handled things or "behave", weighing of coz on my own morals & values, but nvr the stuff dey choose to blog about.
Well, at least i dun remember doing dat.
Den again, if wot other pp write cheeses u off, simply stop reading lo. It's not like the author put u at gunpoint to read his wordings rite.
Dats y i say wot i say, some pp reli chi bao mei shi zhuo.
Speaking of chi bao mei shi zhuo, wch happens to be the state i m in now, I realise I m capable of sleeping for a very long time. Dis is abit bo liao to say but sleep is not trivial stuff ok.
Come tink of it, i dun tink i hv ever "slept enough" & willingly get off the bed. I wonder how long i m capable of clocking.
My brother said dis is very unhealthy; coz my bio-clock has been tuned to fit the late nites i used to have b4 i have a full-time job, dats y i m so agonized every morning now.
I was juz complaining to Mo dat The Ma juz crashed into my room & swang the door open wif alota bings & bangs so s to "shock" mi awake. Dis oso happens to b her favorite method to use when waking The Family up. It is oso not in her dictionary to nudge the sleeper gently.
Being a light sleeper, i reli dun appreciate dat. Coz the impact wud b twice on mi in comparison to the logs...i mean..people who r heavy sleepers.
During hostel time, I remember having to tape my new alarm clock at the part where there r lil' holes at the back to emit the awakening music so s to decrease the volume, after being startled awake for the 1st few mornings, a horrific experience i swore to put a stop to.
It is oso 1st Class Torture for mi if i hv to share the bed wif other people, even close GFs, BFs, even if the bed is king-sized.
Therefore i dun like to stay over at moz chalets.
Due to the lack of sleep, I oso happen to b in my worst state in the mornings. Like dis morning. I'm disgruntled, unfrenly, drained. U name it, i am it.
Therefore i hate my job. Coz i hv to wake up damn early. And i dun hv the habit of sleeping early. Coz i canot bring myself to sleep at 10pm.
I have an excruciating ulcer. Dammit.
There u have it. A string of unrelated events on a Saturday nite, running thru my brain. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:31:00 PM
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Juz got another "Favour" sms from C Grade Fren, of wch i replied "Dun Have.." coldly. Therefore i m in an unfrenly mood now.
Anyway, I juz read Mr Brown's blog & honestly, i feel abit sori for him. Assuming a public persona is definitely not ez.
Apart from the fame & virtual company of many, many people, albeit strangers, the celeb is bound to receive some criticisms & get some hatemails. U simply cant please everyone.
Of coz everybody is entitled to his or her own opinions but since dis is so, y shud U chastise wad other people wanto write in their own space??
I m not saying i'm not guilty of judging others but at least i dun attack the contents of other blogs u noe? (if i do i do it silently?) I'll moz probly pass a judgement on how dey handled things or "behave", weighing of coz on my own morals & values, but nvr the stuff dey choose to blog about.
Well, at least i dun remember doing dat.
Den again, if wot other pp write cheeses u off, simply stop reading lo. It's not like the author put u at gunpoint to read his wordings rite.
Dats y i say wot i say, some pp reli chi bao mei shi zhuo.
Speaking of chi bao mei shi zhuo, wch happens to be the state i m in now, I realise I m capable of sleeping for a very long time. Dis is abit bo liao to say but sleep is not trivial stuff ok.
Come tink of it, i dun tink i hv ever "slept enough" & willingly get off the bed. I wonder how long i m capable of clocking.
My brother said dis is very unhealthy; coz my bio-clock has been tuned to fit the late nites i used to have b4 i have a full-time job, dats y i m so agonized every morning now.
I was juz complaining to Mo dat The Ma juz crashed into my room & swang the door open wif alota bings & bangs so s to "shock" mi awake. Dis oso happens to b her favorite method to use when waking The Family up. It is oso not in her dictionary to nudge the sleeper gently.
Being a light sleeper, i reli dun appreciate dat. Coz the impact wud b twice on mi in comparison to the logs...i mean..people who r heavy sleepers.
During hostel time, I remember having to tape my new alarm clock at the part where there r lil' holes at the back to emit the awakening music so s to decrease the volume, after being startled awake for the 1st few mornings, a horrific experience i swore to put a stop to.
It is oso 1st Class Torture for mi if i hv to share the bed wif other people, even close GFs, BFs, even if the bed is king-sized.
Therefore i dun like to stay over at moz chalets.
Due to the lack of sleep, I oso happen to b in my worst state in the mornings. Like dis morning. I'm disgruntled, unfrenly, drained. U name it, i am it.
Therefore i hate my job. Coz i hv to wake up damn early. And i dun hv the habit of sleeping early. Coz i canot bring myself to sleep at 10pm.
I have an excruciating ulcer. Dammit.
There u have it. A string of unrelated events on a Saturday nite, running thru my brain. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:31:00 PM
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Thursday, April 28, 2005
A Quickie...
...No la. I mean..a quick one b4 i retire for the night.
[*Digress: Did i mention i HATE...& i mean ABSOFUGGINGLUTELY ABHOR, to the best of my ability no less, DETEST working with gahmen bodies??? Dun get mi wrong, i hv no political agenda saying wot i said...i m referring to the client-relations we hv wif dem & the style dey work dat pisses mi off like nobody's business. And i can safely conclude dat dey r the biggest bunch of nerds / geeks / rigids / unprofessionals / inefficient (ironically yes dey r) & miserly lot like...EVER!?!?!]
Ok. Phew.
Anyway, I have just finished reading Xiaxue's entry about how paranoid she is about the guy she likes falling for her best fren instead.
I can't help but felt so in her shoes.
Yes, it happened to mi s well. Not just once, mind u.
In fact, just the other nite i was actually telling The GF1 about The Ex's Final Reveal & i tell u, it was s if my worst nitemare came alive. If anything, The GF1 stopped doing her sit-ups & sprang up straight to freeze after hearing wot i had to tell her.
Honestly, i was contemplating if i shud tell her at all. Coz No 1. The Ex IS an Ex, like......history & nada..zilch & sub-zero. Technically speaking, it shudnt even matter anymore. No 2. I dun wanna shock her (which i managed to anyway) or risk affecting our frenship in any degree.
But of coz, being mi, i cudnt resist it. I had to get it off my chest.
Honesty has alwaz been a virtue of mine u c.
Anyway, in d end, i m glad i came clean wif her. Not dat i m any less disturbed or angry wif dat Bastardized Jerk; the insecurity & paranoia are pretty much still in me (hey! i cant help it?! Once bitten, twice shy u noe? Somemore my encounters sum up to be more than singular hor..) but i m juz glad i told her the truth. We even digressed to other crappier stuff, like it didnt matter abit. At least i was indeed less perturbed & managed to sleep in peace afterwhich. Thank goodness.
C?? Honesty is a virtue waaad. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:12:00 PM
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[*Digress: Did i mention i HATE...& i mean ABSOFUGGINGLUTELY ABHOR, to the best of my ability no less, DETEST working with gahmen bodies??? Dun get mi wrong, i hv no political agenda saying wot i said...i m referring to the client-relations we hv wif dem & the style dey work dat pisses mi off like nobody's business. And i can safely conclude dat dey r the biggest bunch of nerds / geeks / rigids / unprofessionals / inefficient (ironically yes dey r) & miserly lot like...EVER!?!?!]
Ok. Phew.
Anyway, I have just finished reading Xiaxue's entry about how paranoid she is about the guy she likes falling for her best fren instead.
I can't help but felt so in her shoes.
Yes, it happened to mi s well. Not just once, mind u.
In fact, just the other nite i was actually telling The GF1 about The Ex's Final Reveal & i tell u, it was s if my worst nitemare came alive. If anything, The GF1 stopped doing her sit-ups & sprang up straight to freeze after hearing wot i had to tell her.
Honestly, i was contemplating if i shud tell her at all. Coz No 1. The Ex IS an Ex, like......history & nada..zilch & sub-zero. Technically speaking, it shudnt even matter anymore. No 2. I dun wanna shock her (which i managed to anyway) or risk affecting our frenship in any degree.
But of coz, being mi, i cudnt resist it. I had to get it off my chest.
Honesty has alwaz been a virtue of mine u c.
Anyway, in d end, i m glad i came clean wif her. Not dat i m any less disturbed or angry wif dat Bastardized Jerk; the insecurity & paranoia are pretty much still in me (hey! i cant help it?! Once bitten, twice shy u noe? Somemore my encounters sum up to be more than singular hor..) but i m juz glad i told her the truth. We even digressed to other crappier stuff, like it didnt matter abit. At least i was indeed less perturbed & managed to sleep in peace afterwhich. Thank goodness.
C?? Honesty is a virtue waaad. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:12:00 PM
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Saturday, April 23, 2005
Dis is Wad I Call Love.
About the Random Ass-Brained Man incident; i was cheesed off wif dis fella i tell u.
It's abit complicated actly. Dis guy whom i knew quite many yrs back msned mi d other nite. At the risk of being shamelessly honest, he had tried asking mi to be his special someone on 3 separate occasions previously, of which i of coz declined after some sensible tot.
After the 3rd rejection, he began to contact less of mi. For dat, I dun blame him reli. But gradually, he got banished to my List of Acquaintences.
And apparently, i got banished to his List of I-Dun-Remember-Who-But-I-Confirmed-Noe-Her List.
Due to the lack of communication, everytime he msned mi, he will 1st act like he noes mi (of wch he reli does) cept dat he wudnt actly realise it is MI he is toking to. He is obviously msning blindly.
But he doesnt ask u directly who u r but will try to fish for personal particulars info & try to figure out who he is toking to actly. SO, i have to entertain his routine interrogation, not to mention lame way to conceal his unawareness along the way.
When exposed, he will sheepishly admit but cook up all cock & bull reasons to justify y he didnt remember who i m.
I mean, even if we dun contact much, he still shud b able to recognize the email addy in the msn window isnt it?!?! Point is, i dun tink he is making the effort. I hate it when people dun even try.
After the routine lapses again, i finally told him off. I typed "thank goodness i didnt accept u the other time.." n den proceed to gif one word answers at his subsequent replies.
Well, if anything, he sounded humiliated at the end of the conversation & made yet another lame excuse dat he has to go be preoccupied wif something else.
Good riddance, i tot. Of which, i tell u...Some men will just be...well...some men. Dat insensitive. Dat lame. Dat insignificant.
*****
To digress to a happier affair, I finally wento upgrade the hay i have to "quality hay". Altho it is still hay, at least it is smooth hay now. The cows wud be much happier.
I used up the whole afternoon sitting at Kimage 2day & finally when the process is done, i lug my tired ass back home even tho 2day is a Saturday, but not before losing my way & walking around in some circles, while trying to find the bstop which i hv a straight bus home. -_-
Obviously, I burnt another huge hole in my pocket. All bcoz of the previous huge hole i burnt, of which i now grudgingly reminisce. I told Jenny The Funky Mama (my hairstylist) i m gonna burn down the Needs Salon on Monday when i go back to work.
I m SO NOT patronizing dat hell-den anymore.
*****
Anyway, i had wanted to blog dis laz nite but silly blogger was so slow, which is NOT surprising, dat i dcided against it.
I actly spent the laz few nites reading the archives of dis guy's blog;
http://atinyblip.blogspot.com
I can't stop reading it after i chanced upon it. Probly bcoz of his candid yet philosophical opinions about life. He oso pens he & his gf (Amy)'s *ahem*...love-*coughs*..making process rather vividly.
But of all, wad i like to read best, was his relationship wif Amy. I now nowee how dey met, how dey became a couple & how their relationship is processing. *beams*
Honestly, reading the way he reiterates his love for her, i felt tugged at the hart-strings. I like the way he is so concerned about her so much dat i dun reli care if it's authentic anymore. If it's fake, at least it is some good plot.
Well, lemme quote some of his wordings.
Last Friday, I sat at a table in Wala-Wala, listening to Amy and her co-workers talk about their dating horror stories. When it came to Amy's turn, she began by way of saying: "I've dated a lot of men in my life."
For a split-second, I felt an enormous pang of sadness and hurt. To hear her say that in my presence, coupled with what I've already known about her past - and the many talks we have had as a result - was rather unbearable. For a while, I couldn't hear a word uttered in that conversation. I managed to mask it, but my spirit was intractably dampened.
There is something intrinsically sad about hearing your partner talk about a past relationship. And it's not jealously or insecurity that drives the sadness. Rather, it derives from the understanding that what your partner speaks of is something forever exclusive and unique between the both of them, to be kept in a special place in her heart.
Mi: I guess it makes sense huh...no matter how much the previous relationships let u down, the experience remains unique to oneself.
And the jealousy & hurt he felt while listening to her recapping her past, is juz...so sweet.
******
Tears began rolling down her cheeks. It had come out all wrong - I had not meant what I said in that context. My heart ached. At seeing her cry. At the enormous disappointment I felt, at that all the airy notions I had of how unique I thought our encounter came crashing down after today's revelations.
"Look at me. Listen to me," I pleaded. She calmed down. "We said we would be completely honest, right?" She nodded. "I'm sorry if I have hurt you with what I said. I'm sad only because I wanted so badly to believe that what happened to us was unique, because it was unlike anything I have ever experienced. You could say that I'm selfish, that I see you as a treasure which I don't want to share with any other men. But the reality is telling me something else. I don't doubt your love - I never have."
I pulled away from her and curled up at the far end of the bed. It was too traumatizing to even touch her. I was afraid that, in her half-conscious state, any touch of mine would remind her of her past romps. An irrational association, I'm sure, but there it was.
I punched the mattress in anger. And again. At my tradition - and conservative - upbringing. I felt confused and vulnerable. I wanted to get up and leave, to run away into the dead of night, never to see or be near her again. But I couldn't bring myself to. The thought of not being able to be close to her, to hear her breath and touch those soft lips from which they take flight from, to feel her warmth and to lose myself in those beautiful eyes of hers was simply too painful. Yet, at the same time, when I am close to her, the ghosts of her past haunt me.
Mi: O my..I like the extent of his anger when things go wrong, the way he demands clarification & assurance from her, but yet at the same time he regards her so dearly & treats her like she is too delicate for any form of harshness. I like his auto-vulnerability when it comes to her. I oso like the way he curbs her tears from flowing.
It is juz endearing.
******
"Morning, baby," Her voice came though bright and chirpy. "I'll see you at the Ah Kun's by the corner in 10 minutes."
Groggily, I murmured an acknowledgment. I didn't think I'd be seeing her today - not in the morning, at least - so it came as a pleasant surprise. I felt my spirits rise as I made my way to the cafe.
She looked beautiful in a white shirt with three-quarter sleeves and a denim skirt. Though we had only a half-hour, the breakfast was unhurried. We ate, we spoke and still managed somehow to find time to share gazes. It was here at this cafe - at this very table in fact - where we had breakfast the morning she first stayed over at the office with me.
I walked her to the station. "Thank you for making my day glorious," I said to her as we parted ways.
Mi: One call, one surprise, one breakfast. She is beautiful to him. Sometimes, Love can be dat simple huh.
******
"I told myself I'd never want to date Singaporean guys again," she began, "cos the ones I had were all the same. They were all so... " She assumed a slacker pose.
"-indifferent?" I suggested.
"Yeah. Never compelled to have an opinion. You try and start a discussion and they'd go "Mmmm... "It's annoying. And their mentalities are so typically Chinese - too uptight, humorless, close-minded. They take themselves too seriously."
Mi: Absolutely spot-on.
******
"I've come to realize there exists no excuse to not find time or attention to devote to a loved one. We can always make time."
Mi: True. Sadly, things r alwaz not the same in reality. Most of the time, the more u love one person, the more likely u will take him or her for granted. We all have to learn it the hard way.
******
I knew she was trying to please me - she's wonderful in that sense, bless her heart - but the mental picture I conjured at her suggestion looked so demeaning to her; I wasn't about to have her look like a whore at the expense of my pleasure.
I politely declined.
Mi: In case u r wondering, Amy offered to gif him a...*ahem*..BJ while he was on the wheels by climbing into the space between his seat & the wheel. He declined the BJ...He declined the BJ!!!!
A man!!! Saying 'no' to dat out of sheer love & protectiveness...Can u even imagine?!!??! Most men wud jump at the chance manz!!!!!
Ehaa! He rawks! He is DA MAN!!
Can tell mi where dey sell dis kinda pedigree?
******
Sigh. And so the saga remains.
Let us, the female species, once again, chorus about how "the good men r all either taken, fugly or gay."
Well since i m in such a Lovey Dovey mood, i shall share dis equally Lovey Dovey song wif all of u.
Forever Love
歌手:Wang Li Hong
o~~~
爱你,不是因为你的美和影
我越来越爱你,每个眼神触动我的心
因为你让我看见forever才了解自己,
未来这些日子要好好珍惜
爱我有些痛苦有些不公平
如果真的爱我不是理所当然的决定
感到你的呼吸在我耳边像微风深情
温柔的安抚,我的不安定
所以我要每年研究你的笑容wo~~多么自然
forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
爱情,是场最美最远的旅行
沿途遇经泥泞偶尔阻碍我们的前进
感到你的体温在我怀里像阳光和煦
巧妙的熔化我的不安定
不可思议证明我爱你的理由
wooo..多么自然
forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
你感动的眼睛,我沉默的声音,
仿佛就是最好的证明
就让我再说一次i love you ~~
直到永远
Oh forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
Forever love,forever love,
forever love... ¶ J poppycocked at 10:18:00 PM
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It's abit complicated actly. Dis guy whom i knew quite many yrs back msned mi d other nite. At the risk of being shamelessly honest, he had tried asking mi to be his special someone on 3 separate occasions previously, of which i of coz declined after some sensible tot.
After the 3rd rejection, he began to contact less of mi. For dat, I dun blame him reli. But gradually, he got banished to my List of Acquaintences.
And apparently, i got banished to his List of I-Dun-Remember-Who-But-I-Confirmed-Noe-Her List.
Due to the lack of communication, everytime he msned mi, he will 1st act like he noes mi (of wch he reli does) cept dat he wudnt actly realise it is MI he is toking to. He is obviously msning blindly.
But he doesnt ask u directly who u r but will try to fish for personal particulars info & try to figure out who he is toking to actly. SO, i have to entertain his routine interrogation, not to mention lame way to conceal his unawareness along the way.
When exposed, he will sheepishly admit but cook up all cock & bull reasons to justify y he didnt remember who i m.
I mean, even if we dun contact much, he still shud b able to recognize the email addy in the msn window isnt it?!?! Point is, i dun tink he is making the effort. I hate it when people dun even try.
After the routine lapses again, i finally told him off. I typed "thank goodness i didnt accept u the other time.." n den proceed to gif one word answers at his subsequent replies.
Well, if anything, he sounded humiliated at the end of the conversation & made yet another lame excuse dat he has to go be preoccupied wif something else.
Good riddance, i tot. Of which, i tell u...Some men will just be...well...some men. Dat insensitive. Dat lame. Dat insignificant.
*****
To digress to a happier affair, I finally wento upgrade the hay i have to "quality hay". Altho it is still hay, at least it is smooth hay now. The cows wud be much happier.
I used up the whole afternoon sitting at Kimage 2day & finally when the process is done, i lug my tired ass back home even tho 2day is a Saturday, but not before losing my way & walking around in some circles, while trying to find the bstop which i hv a straight bus home. -_-
Obviously, I burnt another huge hole in my pocket. All bcoz of the previous huge hole i burnt, of which i now grudgingly reminisce. I told Jenny The Funky Mama (my hairstylist) i m gonna burn down the Needs Salon on Monday when i go back to work.
I m SO NOT patronizing dat hell-den anymore.
*****
Anyway, i had wanted to blog dis laz nite but silly blogger was so slow, which is NOT surprising, dat i dcided against it.
I actly spent the laz few nites reading the archives of dis guy's blog;
http://atinyblip.blogspot.com
I can't stop reading it after i chanced upon it. Probly bcoz of his candid yet philosophical opinions about life. He oso pens he & his gf (Amy)'s *ahem*...love-*coughs*..making process rather vividly.
But of all, wad i like to read best, was his relationship wif Amy. I now nowee how dey met, how dey became a couple & how their relationship is processing. *beams*
Honestly, reading the way he reiterates his love for her, i felt tugged at the hart-strings. I like the way he is so concerned about her so much dat i dun reli care if it's authentic anymore. If it's fake, at least it is some good plot.
Well, lemme quote some of his wordings.
Last Friday, I sat at a table in Wala-Wala, listening to Amy and her co-workers talk about their dating horror stories. When it came to Amy's turn, she began by way of saying: "I've dated a lot of men in my life."
For a split-second, I felt an enormous pang of sadness and hurt. To hear her say that in my presence, coupled with what I've already known about her past - and the many talks we have had as a result - was rather unbearable. For a while, I couldn't hear a word uttered in that conversation. I managed to mask it, but my spirit was intractably dampened.
There is something intrinsically sad about hearing your partner talk about a past relationship. And it's not jealously or insecurity that drives the sadness. Rather, it derives from the understanding that what your partner speaks of is something forever exclusive and unique between the both of them, to be kept in a special place in her heart.
Mi: I guess it makes sense huh...no matter how much the previous relationships let u down, the experience remains unique to oneself.
And the jealousy & hurt he felt while listening to her recapping her past, is juz...so sweet.
******
Tears began rolling down her cheeks. It had come out all wrong - I had not meant what I said in that context. My heart ached. At seeing her cry. At the enormous disappointment I felt, at that all the airy notions I had of how unique I thought our encounter came crashing down after today's revelations.
"Look at me. Listen to me," I pleaded. She calmed down. "We said we would be completely honest, right?" She nodded. "I'm sorry if I have hurt you with what I said. I'm sad only because I wanted so badly to believe that what happened to us was unique, because it was unlike anything I have ever experienced. You could say that I'm selfish, that I see you as a treasure which I don't want to share with any other men. But the reality is telling me something else. I don't doubt your love - I never have."
I pulled away from her and curled up at the far end of the bed. It was too traumatizing to even touch her. I was afraid that, in her half-conscious state, any touch of mine would remind her of her past romps. An irrational association, I'm sure, but there it was.
I punched the mattress in anger. And again. At my tradition - and conservative - upbringing. I felt confused and vulnerable. I wanted to get up and leave, to run away into the dead of night, never to see or be near her again. But I couldn't bring myself to. The thought of not being able to be close to her, to hear her breath and touch those soft lips from which they take flight from, to feel her warmth and to lose myself in those beautiful eyes of hers was simply too painful. Yet, at the same time, when I am close to her, the ghosts of her past haunt me.
Mi: O my..I like the extent of his anger when things go wrong, the way he demands clarification & assurance from her, but yet at the same time he regards her so dearly & treats her like she is too delicate for any form of harshness. I like his auto-vulnerability when it comes to her. I oso like the way he curbs her tears from flowing.
It is juz endearing.
******
"Morning, baby," Her voice came though bright and chirpy. "I'll see you at the Ah Kun's by the corner in 10 minutes."
Groggily, I murmured an acknowledgment. I didn't think I'd be seeing her today - not in the morning, at least - so it came as a pleasant surprise. I felt my spirits rise as I made my way to the cafe.
She looked beautiful in a white shirt with three-quarter sleeves and a denim skirt. Though we had only a half-hour, the breakfast was unhurried. We ate, we spoke and still managed somehow to find time to share gazes. It was here at this cafe - at this very table in fact - where we had breakfast the morning she first stayed over at the office with me.
I walked her to the station. "Thank you for making my day glorious," I said to her as we parted ways.
Mi: One call, one surprise, one breakfast. She is beautiful to him. Sometimes, Love can be dat simple huh.
******
"I told myself I'd never want to date Singaporean guys again," she began, "cos the ones I had were all the same. They were all so... " She assumed a slacker pose.
"-indifferent?" I suggested.
"Yeah. Never compelled to have an opinion. You try and start a discussion and they'd go "Mmmm... "It's annoying. And their mentalities are so typically Chinese - too uptight, humorless, close-minded. They take themselves too seriously."
Mi: Absolutely spot-on.
******
"I've come to realize there exists no excuse to not find time or attention to devote to a loved one. We can always make time."
Mi: True. Sadly, things r alwaz not the same in reality. Most of the time, the more u love one person, the more likely u will take him or her for granted. We all have to learn it the hard way.
******
I knew she was trying to please me - she's wonderful in that sense, bless her heart - but the mental picture I conjured at her suggestion looked so demeaning to her; I wasn't about to have her look like a whore at the expense of my pleasure.
I politely declined.
Mi: In case u r wondering, Amy offered to gif him a...*ahem*..BJ while he was on the wheels by climbing into the space between his seat & the wheel. He declined the BJ...He declined the BJ!!!!
A man!!! Saying 'no' to dat out of sheer love & protectiveness...Can u even imagine?!!??! Most men wud jump at the chance manz!!!!!
Ehaa! He rawks! He is DA MAN!!
Can tell mi where dey sell dis kinda pedigree?
******
Sigh. And so the saga remains.
Let us, the female species, once again, chorus about how "the good men r all either taken, fugly or gay."
Well since i m in such a Lovey Dovey mood, i shall share dis equally Lovey Dovey song wif all of u.
Forever Love
歌手:Wang Li Hong
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爱你,不是因为你的美和影
我越来越爱你,每个眼神触动我的心
因为你让我看见forever才了解自己,
未来这些日子要好好珍惜
爱我有些痛苦有些不公平
如果真的爱我不是理所当然的决定
感到你的呼吸在我耳边像微风深情
温柔的安抚,我的不安定
所以我要每年研究你的笑容wo~~多么自然
forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
爱情,是场最美最远的旅行
沿途遇经泥泞偶尔阻碍我们的前进
感到你的体温在我怀里像阳光和煦
巧妙的熔化我的不安定
不可思议证明我爱你的理由
wooo..多么自然
forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
你感动的眼睛,我沉默的声音,
仿佛就是最好的证明
就让我再说一次i love you ~~
直到永远
Oh forever love, forever love
我只想用我这一辈子去爱你
从今以后,你会是所有幸福的理由
Forever love,forever love,
forever love... ¶ J poppycocked at 10:18:00 PM
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Thursday, April 21, 2005
I had wanted to blog about dis Random Ass-Brained Man i juz had a 'conversation' wif..but i'm sleepy..Tmr nite perhaps. So instead, i shall post some pix abt my new/odd-ly colored hair. Out of sheer boredom, mi & May headed straight to Needs Salon @ IP to do stg about our boring hairdos. I was NOT pleased wif the effect. NOT PLEASED, bcoz i look like a frigging Orange-Head now...like highlighting gone wrong. And it is NOT CHEAP. Apparently, according 2 the stylist, i hv TOO MUCH black pigmentation in my hair, so there r a whole bunch of colors i can't pick & moz of the time, no matter which brilliant color i choose, it'll almoz come out 2 be the same, unless i opt 2 wash (not bleach) the "blackness" outta my hair. WTF?!! Anyway, i m contemplating of rebonding it again, coz it frigging looks like hay now...May had her head colored too but nxt day in office, even tho she is seated (where i used to sit) rite at the front, where u can't possibly miss her when u come into the office, EVERYBODY unanimously struts PAST her & den noticed mi & makes an exclaiming comment on my new hair...Awww man.
Blondie01 ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM
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Blondie01 ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM
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Trust mi, the dim-ness of my camera fone downplayed the intensity ALOT. I'm ruined.
Blondie02 ¶ J poppycocked at 10:58:00 PM
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Blondie02 ¶ J poppycocked at 10:58:00 PM
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Monday, April 18, 2005
I chanced upon dis sign at the Holland V hawker when i was out drinking wif the gurls 2 Saturdays ago. It basically says "No Pets"; presumably erected to maintain the hygiene of the area people consume their food...and I wud hv tot nothing of it if not for the following sighting.
No Pets Sign. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:23:00 PM
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No Pets Sign. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:23:00 PM
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And there it was...just resting at the bottom of the sign...Altho the lighting of my not-so-trusty X70 is not competent enuff to capture a good sight of the oblivious doggie, i swear the juxtaposition was a hilarious irony...Well done Pup!
Parody of the Sign. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:18:00 PM
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Parody of the Sign. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:18:00 PM
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Sob Sob...Bye Bye....C u in nxt life k..Sniff Sniff...U r the moz adorable Ah Beng i've ever seen...*Gulp*...I sompa!!
Liang Yi ¶ J poppycocked at 10:04:00 PM
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Liang Yi ¶ J poppycocked at 10:04:00 PM
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So these are the ways i like dem...erm..ah huh, ah huh?
So i like these sorta men. So i like dem in these manners. So i hv a fetish for bad boys. So i have a fetish for men wif single eyelids.
So i oughto be sleeping but m doing DIS instead.....So. ¶ J poppycocked at 12:02:00 AM
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So i oughto be sleeping but m doing DIS instead.....So. ¶ J poppycocked at 12:02:00 AM
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Sunday, April 17, 2005
So i adore Vanness Wu of F4. So i sat thru "Star Runner" even tho it was quite a crappily plotted show becoz he's in it. So i like beefy men. So i like men covered in pespiration...(when dey r not near mi)...
O My. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:40:00 PM
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O My. ¶ J poppycocked at 11:40:00 PM
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Saturday, April 16, 2005
Horny Man Hiding Behind the Monitor Cud Just Be Ur Neighbour...
Dis is fantabulous, i hv neglected my ICQ for such a long time i nearly 4gotten about it & i finally dcided to logon 2nite juz 2 c who still are obstinately resisting MSN.
...And i got dis...
john (01:31 AM) :
male 31 chi, want to have fun?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:31 AM) :
wad kinda?
john (01:31 AM) :
about you?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:32 AM) :
wad abt mi
john (01:32 AM) :
you want a real fuck?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:32 AM) :
hahaha...try harder.
john (01:33 AM) :
wat is your race?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:33 AM) :
i didnt noe cyber is stil in vogue
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
dis is amazing shit
john (01:34 AM) :
tell me about you?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
alrite.....i m scoffing...
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
...at u.
john (01:34 AM) :
means?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:35 AM) :
...i rest my case.
*Proceeds to put newly-found buddy, John, on Ignore List.* ¶ J poppycocked at 1:34:00 AM
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...And i got dis...
john (01:31 AM) :
male 31 chi, want to have fun?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:31 AM) :
wad kinda?
john (01:31 AM) :
about you?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:32 AM) :
wad abt mi
john (01:32 AM) :
you want a real fuck?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:32 AM) :
hahaha...try harder.
john (01:33 AM) :
wat is your race?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:33 AM) :
i didnt noe cyber is stil in vogue
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
dis is amazing shit
john (01:34 AM) :
tell me about you?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
alrite.....i m scoffing...
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:34 AM) :
...at u.
john (01:34 AM) :
means?
meow meow o(^.^)o (01:35 AM) :
...i rest my case.
*Proceeds to put newly-found buddy, John, on Ignore List.* ¶ J poppycocked at 1:34:00 AM
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Friday, April 15, 2005
FAAAAAARRRRKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!
MY LIANG YI DIEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
¶ J poppycocked at 9:58:00 PM
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Thursday, April 14, 2005
Basked in Ah Beng's Power!
I swear to God dis cute NUS guy who walked in 2day murmured aloud "So sweet" when i walked away to grab dem some forms to fill up after speaking to dem for a while. And he even exclaimed a "Hehe!" when he triumphantly declared he has a pen when i wanted to pass him one.
O anyway, i actly choked on my own tears when i watched Fei Fei break up wif Martin juz now & my tear glands burst away when Liang Yi walked away very sadly after Fei Fei made use of him to spite Martin.
OMG...i tot my hart stopped for Liang Yi.
Shit, I tink i got dis soft spot for heroic man / ah beng who shows his love for The Gurl thru actions & body language instead of thru words. So man lei!!
Canot stand men who N.A.T.O one. Like The Ex lo! Pattern liao liao nia...
Liang Yi used his bike & made dat pai kia buang & fly off his Repsol den he rescued Fei Fei a.k.a Damsel in Distress from the pai kia tao leiii! He hoot & kena hoot until lao hwee can!?! Sibei hero lo!?! (but i still dun understand y Liang Yi pasted 2 Shell Stickers on the front of the bike lei...abit orbid lo..)
Ok la..dat Martin oso damn handsome, especially in his power suit. But he looks abit Mummy's boy. Super turn-off. Thank gdness he oso looks cute.
Kaoz! How ah!?~ *stressed* Hard to choose lei lydat!! Tsk!
[*Digressing**: Speaking of wch, bsides Mummy's boy, i must mention i reli reli reli canot tahan whimpy men! Just 2 secs of contact wif dem, i feel like busting their ass oredi...big matter, small matter dey will whine to no end, sleep damn early like 10pm (Cinderella 12pm still at ball lo!), go out must report to Mummy, 9 or 10 at nite oni complain tired wanto go home, nvr send date home or pay for date, everything oso anything, 2day scared dis one tomoro scared dat one.......WALIAOZ EH!!]
Ahem.
My brother said he duno wad kinda man den can "subdue" mi (xcuse mi, i not female ghost hor, simi subduuuue...) den i told him not i dun wanto be "subdued", it's bcoz nobody i met got dat high level of power yettt...
At the end of the day, all gurls will wan a strong chest to rely on oso..juz a matter of whether the man noes how to tackle at the correct angle & tame the gurl ornot..
Gd example, look at Chen Hao Nam, dat Gu Huo Zai.
He doesn't have much education & not say super handsome but oso got so many pretty gurls swoon over him...even the sidekick Shan Ji oso got his charm.
It's the way dey exude their masculinity la i tell uuu....how to resist lydat...?!
[Dats y man is at his most charming when he's seriously concentrating on completing a menial task (digging nose & ahem...D.I.Y not considered) or clad in spick & span uniform (xcluding dat of major fast-food restaurants' hor).]
Although Chen Hao Nam's gurlfren oso damn pai mia, but at least u noe he will confirm go & save her even if he endangers his own life coz he loves dat Xiao Jie Ba more than he loves himself.
Sadly hor, dis kinda man oni exists in movie or soap operas one hor. In reality, most men idolize demselves more than anything else.
Gurlfren?? Dun like change another one lo...not important one.
Vroom vroom more importannnt...
¶ J poppycocked at 10:28:00 PM
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O anyway, i actly choked on my own tears when i watched Fei Fei break up wif Martin juz now & my tear glands burst away when Liang Yi walked away very sadly after Fei Fei made use of him to spite Martin.
OMG...i tot my hart stopped for Liang Yi.
Shit, I tink i got dis soft spot for heroic man / ah beng who shows his love for The Gurl thru actions & body language instead of thru words. So man lei!!
Canot stand men who N.A.T.O one. Like The Ex lo! Pattern liao liao nia...
Liang Yi used his bike & made dat pai kia buang & fly off his Repsol den he rescued Fei Fei a.k.a Damsel in Distress from the pai kia tao leiii! He hoot & kena hoot until lao hwee can!?! Sibei hero lo!?! (but i still dun understand y Liang Yi pasted 2 Shell Stickers on the front of the bike lei...abit orbid lo..)
Ok la..dat Martin oso damn handsome, especially in his power suit. But he looks abit Mummy's boy. Super turn-off. Thank gdness he oso looks cute.
Kaoz! How ah!?~ *stressed* Hard to choose lei lydat!! Tsk!
[*Digressing**: Speaking of wch, bsides Mummy's boy, i must mention i reli reli reli canot tahan whimpy men! Just 2 secs of contact wif dem, i feel like busting their ass oredi...big matter, small matter dey will whine to no end, sleep damn early like 10pm (Cinderella 12pm still at ball lo!), go out must report to Mummy, 9 or 10 at nite oni complain tired wanto go home, nvr send date home or pay for date, everything oso anything, 2day scared dis one tomoro scared dat one.......WALIAOZ EH!!]
Ahem.
My brother said he duno wad kinda man den can "subdue" mi (xcuse mi, i not female ghost hor, simi subduuuue...) den i told him not i dun wanto be "subdued", it's bcoz nobody i met got dat high level of power yettt...
At the end of the day, all gurls will wan a strong chest to rely on oso..juz a matter of whether the man noes how to tackle at the correct angle & tame the gurl ornot..
Gd example, look at Chen Hao Nam, dat Gu Huo Zai.
He doesn't have much education & not say super handsome but oso got so many pretty gurls swoon over him...even the sidekick Shan Ji oso got his charm.
It's the way dey exude their masculinity la i tell uuu....how to resist lydat...?!
[Dats y man is at his most charming when he's seriously concentrating on completing a menial task (digging nose & ahem...D.I.Y not considered) or clad in spick & span uniform (xcluding dat of major fast-food restaurants' hor).]
Although Chen Hao Nam's gurlfren oso damn pai mia, but at least u noe he will confirm go & save her even if he endangers his own life coz he loves dat Xiao Jie Ba more than he loves himself.
Sadly hor, dis kinda man oni exists in movie or soap operas one hor. In reality, most men idolize demselves more than anything else.
Gurlfren?? Dun like change another one lo...not important one.
Vroom vroom more importannnt...
¶ J poppycocked at 10:28:00 PM
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Flashback.
"No person is worth your tears, but once you find one there is, he or she won’t make you cry." (LBT, 2005 12 April)
WAahhh...well said huh.
While i was snoozing on my way to wrk on the MRT just now, I suddenly got a flashback of a particular memorable & impossible-but-it-happened scene dat happened some yrs back.
I wonder wad does dat mean.
Hmm. ¶ J poppycocked at 8:55:00 AM
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WAahhh...well said huh.
While i was snoozing on my way to wrk on the MRT just now, I suddenly got a flashback of a particular memorable & impossible-but-it-happened scene dat happened some yrs back.
I wonder wad does dat mean.
Hmm. ¶ J poppycocked at 8:55:00 AM
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Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Boliao.
GEMINI FEMALE
You are a delight; witty, charming and provocative. You are friendly and easy to approach but not all that interested in a long term relationship. You're not an easy lover to read. You can swivel on a dime and your passionate receptive side can turn abruptly into a distant individual. You demand mental compatibility in order to be turned on and you're not likely to let anyone dance with your body if they can't dance with your mind. You are forever trying to improve things, even your lover. Change is a big part of your life pattern and a necessity to your emotional well being. You will use your sex appeal as a weapon if necessary to get what you want.
Wahhh liaozz...zhun bo?! The last sentence like abit morally wrong huh.... ¶ J poppycocked at 10:38:00 PM
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You are a delight; witty, charming and provocative. You are friendly and easy to approach but not all that interested in a long term relationship. You're not an easy lover to read. You can swivel on a dime and your passionate receptive side can turn abruptly into a distant individual. You demand mental compatibility in order to be turned on and you're not likely to let anyone dance with your body if they can't dance with your mind. You are forever trying to improve things, even your lover. Change is a big part of your life pattern and a necessity to your emotional well being. You will use your sex appeal as a weapon if necessary to get what you want.
Wahhh liaozz...zhun bo?! The last sentence like abit morally wrong huh.... ¶ J poppycocked at 10:38:00 PM
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Back.
Hey peeps, i'm back. First & foremost, thx for all the concern & the consoling SMSes, i cant describe how grateful & loved i feel :) Anyway, dun wori, i m reli reli reli doink fine..i guess it's all in the mind & psyche...& how "opened" i take things.
Anyway, i must mention dis blog Chunie showed mi. It's reli pretty hilarious.
Check dis out:
http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi
Key in any crazy word u can think of & see wad the advertising slogan generates. Damn addictive i tell u...And yep, vulgarities turn out to be the most entertaining.
Here are some samples of my hits:
"You're Never Alone With A Cow." (Errr...ok?)
"Crap Stays Sharp 'til The Bottom of the Glass." (Huh?!!?)
"To Our Members, We're The Fourth Pah. " (...Pah!)
"Choosy Mothers Choose Ass." (O dat actly makes sense...)
"Mum's Gone to Penis." (Shudn't it be "Paris" instead...)
"Tonight, Let It Be Fuck." (Haha..sounds like an answer to "So honey, wad shud it be 2nite?")
"Please Don't Squeeze The Meiling." (When i keyed in a fren's name "Meiling"...)
"Every Cheebye Helps. " (I bet it does..)
"There's Always Room For Boobs." (I bet it does as well...)
"Got Cuckoo?" (Uhhh...no?)
"What Can Poo Do For You?" (Well, fertilizer??)
And finally, the bestest one of all...
"A Day Without Jay is Like a Day Without Sunshine. " ¶ J poppycocked at 9:36:00 PM
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Anyway, i must mention dis blog Chunie showed mi. It's reli pretty hilarious.
Check dis out:
http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan.cgi
Key in any crazy word u can think of & see wad the advertising slogan generates. Damn addictive i tell u...And yep, vulgarities turn out to be the most entertaining.
Here are some samples of my hits:
"You're Never Alone With A Cow." (Errr...ok?)
"Crap Stays Sharp 'til The Bottom of the Glass." (Huh?!!?)
"To Our Members, We're The Fourth Pah. " (...Pah!)
"Choosy Mothers Choose Ass." (O dat actly makes sense...)
"Mum's Gone to Penis." (Shudn't it be "Paris" instead...)
"Tonight, Let It Be Fuck." (Haha..sounds like an answer to "So honey, wad shud it be 2nite?")
"Please Don't Squeeze The Meiling." (When i keyed in a fren's name "Meiling"...)
"Every Cheebye Helps. " (I bet it does..)
"There's Always Room For Boobs." (I bet it does as well...)
"Got Cuckoo?" (Uhhh...no?)
"What Can Poo Do For You?" (Well, fertilizer??)
And finally, the bestest one of all...
"A Day Without Jay is Like a Day Without Sunshine. " ¶ J poppycocked at 9:36:00 PM
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Monday, April 11, 2005
OK.
Hey people...thanks for the concern, but i'm fine reli..Hopefully the phase will blow over & i'll be s gd s new again. Meanwhile, cheers to Heineken.
¶ J poppycocked at 12:26:00 AM
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Saturday, April 09, 2005
My Happy Ending.
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Avril Lavigne
"My Happy Ending"
So much for my happy ending.
Let's talk this over. It's not like we're dead.
Was it something I did? Was it something You said?
Don't leave me hanging,
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
[Chorus:]
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of the memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending...
You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
[Chorus:]
It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
[Chorus x2]
[x2]
So much for my happy ending...
¶ J poppycocked at 9:06:00 AM¶
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
About Anonymity & Stuff.
Reading blogs interests mi more than blogging itself dis days. Of coz, i still blog when i have stg to get off my chest, happy or unhappy events alike but recently, reading about other people's lives just seem more appealing.
It's odd. Bcoz I dun even noe who these pp r & i'm reading about how dey lead their lives, or rather, the lack of it.
But some bloggers r careful not to leave traces dat might reveal their true identity coz it is, afterall an open space for all to visit, so u nvr noe. But so far, have we heard of any bloggers who have been sued for libel?
But there r others who held no qualms of posting up their fotos so often dat dey allow others to recognise dem on the streets.
Of coz there r yet some others who bcame the equal of local celebrities in their own rights, juz bcoz of their blogs.
It is interesting isit not, dis blogging phenomenon? In a way, it changed so many people's lives.
It must be causing a whole lot of hoo-ha in the social sciences' forums now.
Just recently, i've stumbled across dis pretty interesting site, of wch i tink must had oredi been mentioned sumwhere else (simply coz i got better things to do than stick around the comp 24/7 waiting for latest happenings to be uploaded in cyberspace while some bloggers/people do), dun blame mi if dis is oredi passe:
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
Who noes how many of these confessions r facts? But U wud luv to read dem anyway. (False confessions? Oxymoronic? Ahaha.)
O anyway, i must mention dis. I m a Misfit in the office now. I simply canot clique wif my colleagues. To be honest, i tink it's bcoz of the education. I canot pretend to be the least interested in their conversations, so naturally, i m xcluded from most of their girlie secrets.
Most of the time, dey tok to mi oni if dey nid a favour/ an advice/ my judgement/ a pointer/ to spell a word/ technical help.
It is definitely affecting my morale & i dun wanto pretend like i dun gif a damn either bcoz i tink all human beings nid social acceptance to feel secure & reassured of their social existence.
But ironically, i noe i wudnt be enjoying their company anyway even if dey include mi in all their conversations & outings.
So, i m at a loss.
I simply canot juz live air-headedly on topics thriving of wch stall in the mkt sells the cheapest roasted duck, where to get the nicest kuehs, wch shop to patronize for a good bargain, how many kids i wanto have & wch spot will i choose for my future housing etc.
Being in an all females' environment is reli an agony sometimes. But being in an all females' environment & hving the bulk of dem, all coming from Convent Schools is true blue hell.
It still disturbs mi when i see the members of The Convent Clique whisper some sorta secretive gossips to each other, obviously not wanting to share, even when others, like mi r physically present (and impossible to miss). To mi, dat is juz plain rude & insensitive.
I nvr tot dat dis kinda adolescent GirlFrens' Politics will still come bck & bother mi. I tot it wud oni happened in secondary school or college.
Dat is y i hv been quite down & out recently. When the job is oredi no good, the last thing i nid is to have childish & unnecessary social acceptance issues.
I shud seriously contemplate of searching for a new rice bowl. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:20:00 PM
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It's odd. Bcoz I dun even noe who these pp r & i'm reading about how dey lead their lives, or rather, the lack of it.
But some bloggers r careful not to leave traces dat might reveal their true identity coz it is, afterall an open space for all to visit, so u nvr noe. But so far, have we heard of any bloggers who have been sued for libel?
But there r others who held no qualms of posting up their fotos so often dat dey allow others to recognise dem on the streets.
Of coz there r yet some others who bcame the equal of local celebrities in their own rights, juz bcoz of their blogs.
It is interesting isit not, dis blogging phenomenon? In a way, it changed so many people's lives.
It must be causing a whole lot of hoo-ha in the social sciences' forums now.
Just recently, i've stumbled across dis pretty interesting site, of wch i tink must had oredi been mentioned sumwhere else (simply coz i got better things to do than stick around the comp 24/7 waiting for latest happenings to be uploaded in cyberspace while some bloggers/people do), dun blame mi if dis is oredi passe:
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
Who noes how many of these confessions r facts? But U wud luv to read dem anyway. (False confessions? Oxymoronic? Ahaha.)
O anyway, i must mention dis. I m a Misfit in the office now. I simply canot clique wif my colleagues. To be honest, i tink it's bcoz of the education. I canot pretend to be the least interested in their conversations, so naturally, i m xcluded from most of their girlie secrets.
Most of the time, dey tok to mi oni if dey nid a favour/ an advice/ my judgement/ a pointer/ to spell a word/ technical help.
It is definitely affecting my morale & i dun wanto pretend like i dun gif a damn either bcoz i tink all human beings nid social acceptance to feel secure & reassured of their social existence.
But ironically, i noe i wudnt be enjoying their company anyway even if dey include mi in all their conversations & outings.
So, i m at a loss.
I simply canot juz live air-headedly on topics thriving of wch stall in the mkt sells the cheapest roasted duck, where to get the nicest kuehs, wch shop to patronize for a good bargain, how many kids i wanto have & wch spot will i choose for my future housing etc.
Being in an all females' environment is reli an agony sometimes. But being in an all females' environment & hving the bulk of dem, all coming from Convent Schools is true blue hell.
It still disturbs mi when i see the members of The Convent Clique whisper some sorta secretive gossips to each other, obviously not wanting to share, even when others, like mi r physically present (and impossible to miss). To mi, dat is juz plain rude & insensitive.
I nvr tot dat dis kinda adolescent GirlFrens' Politics will still come bck & bother mi. I tot it wud oni happened in secondary school or college.
Dat is y i hv been quite down & out recently. When the job is oredi no good, the last thing i nid is to have childish & unnecessary social acceptance issues.
I shud seriously contemplate of searching for a new rice bowl. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:20:00 PM
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Sunday, April 03, 2005
Engine So Happening...And I thought Arts was..
Ya la..we lose liaoz...after so many years of bagging the "Most Happening Faculty" Award, dis year i tink we have to admit defeat.
All bcoz of dis Casanova from Engine Fac who courageously collaborated wif his nerdy but laudably sporting Lecturer during their Maths Lect (MA 1506) so dat he can publicly declare his love for dis innocent Lady who juz happened to be minding her own darn business.
Muahahaha...
Check out the Webcast here to capture the lastest lowdown:
http://www.putfile.com/media.php?n=ma1506
The ending however, isn't so happy. Last heard she was darn malu-ated by the whole affair:
http://crapofcw.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-thoughts-i-think-that-i-should.html
No nid to say, Casonova didnt get the gurl.
But brave stunt wasn't it?
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Anyway, weekends pass in a jiffy, dun dey?
Half a day later i wud be waking up to a dreadful Monday. Freakin' Hell.
Yesterday wud hv been great if not for a mistaken "Yun Tun Tang (Won Ton Soup)" for "Yu Du Tang (Fish Belly Soup)". *Gags* Dammit. I sulked for nothing.
Of coz, it cud be even better if not for the existence of some Very, wait...make dat Extremely self-centred people.
The extent of her self-centredness is alarmingly frightening may i add. I didnt noe her another name was The Sun.
Alongside self-centredness, throw in some major chord of Insensitivity, dat wud constitute her.
Bcoz i m learning to balance democracy & diplomacy, i shud perhaps stop here, wif a last note of "Dun expect me to like her, even a remote bit, please?"
There, i said "Please".
But i'll try to stay off her tracks if she doesn't bother mi in my face alrite?
O & 1 last thing, the choco-strawberries were reli nice. Well done, Chef! :)
O heard dis morning that The Pope has passed. May his soul rests in peace.
Speaking of chocolate, i nid to get some. I'm PMSing. AArgh. ¶ J poppycocked at 6:14:00 PM
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All bcoz of dis Casanova from Engine Fac who courageously collaborated wif his nerdy but laudably sporting Lecturer during their Maths Lect (MA 1506) so dat he can publicly declare his love for dis innocent Lady who juz happened to be minding her own darn business.
Muahahaha...
Check out the Webcast here to capture the lastest lowdown:
http://www.putfile.com/media.php?n=ma1506
The ending however, isn't so happy. Last heard she was darn malu-ated by the whole affair:
http://crapofcw.blogspot.com/2005/03/random-thoughts-i-think-that-i-should.html
No nid to say, Casonova didnt get the gurl.
But brave stunt wasn't it?
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Anyway, weekends pass in a jiffy, dun dey?
Half a day later i wud be waking up to a dreadful Monday. Freakin' Hell.
Yesterday wud hv been great if not for a mistaken "Yun Tun Tang (Won Ton Soup)" for "Yu Du Tang (Fish Belly Soup)". *Gags* Dammit. I sulked for nothing.
Of coz, it cud be even better if not for the existence of some Very, wait...make dat Extremely self-centred people.
The extent of her self-centredness is alarmingly frightening may i add. I didnt noe her another name was The Sun.
Alongside self-centredness, throw in some major chord of Insensitivity, dat wud constitute her.
Bcoz i m learning to balance democracy & diplomacy, i shud perhaps stop here, wif a last note of "Dun expect me to like her, even a remote bit, please?"
There, i said "Please".
But i'll try to stay off her tracks if she doesn't bother mi in my face alrite?
O & 1 last thing, the choco-strawberries were reli nice. Well done, Chef! :)
O heard dis morning that The Pope has passed. May his soul rests in peace.
Speaking of chocolate, i nid to get some. I'm PMSing. AArgh. ¶ J poppycocked at 6:14:00 PM
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Friday, April 01, 2005
Life-Changing.
O gawwwddd...i m feeling miserable...(Wot's new?)
Of the 10 veteran Secretaries i've sent to Heineken for shortlisting, now dey r asking mi to make the decision of axing 3 whom i tink r the "weakest links". Which means these 3 will not even make it to the gates of Heineken, much less enter.
Dis is agonizing. I DUNCH LIKE it.
I almost feel responsible for the candidates' fate. Seems like wotever decision i make, it cud potentially be a life-changing event for some people out there.
Aaaargh.
And the happening part is, I have to decide by tomoro. O gawdddddddddd.
So please...dun say i didnt warn u, when u r looking for a job thru an agency, u better BE NICE to your consultants okkkkk....dey can make or break u!
Do U oso noe dat we have the authority to boycott people??
I'm serious. So, BE NICE.
Anyway, speaking of life-changing, on the afternoon of the Sunday dat just passed, I received a call on my old mobile line, apparently from dis ah neh sounding lady from NKF.
(Btw, I hate being called on the old line as i dun hv free incoming call on dat plan..
#*^&%!$><@!)
Anyway dis lady greeted mi in an almoz dramatic & insincere manner, altho it didnt reli matter as half the time, i cud barely comprehend the unearthly slang she was using.
I tell u i hate it when dey call every year to ask if dey cud send mi a donation card. It alwaz makes mi feel darn guilty of being incooperative/non-charitable/a self-centred ass.
But I didnt allow dem to send the card to mi last year & i'm not about to gif in dis year either.
It's not dat i m being evil or wot, but i simply do not feel comfortable asking people for money, not even for a gd cause.
Moreover, since i'm oredi wrking, i wudnt have the netwrk to ask for donations as well, so i explained to her dat it wud be real odd if i were to bring the donation card to office & start 'soliciting' for some moolah.
She tried to persuade but i refused to budge from my stand.
So she asked instead of the card, cud she send mi dis cheque for mi to fill in so i cud make a personal donation instead & dat any amount wud be alrite.
Well, i tot since i hv more means to be a Samaritan now & i dun hv to go around asking for donations, dat wud be a better idea so i said 'OK'.
But after ending the call, i suddenly got hit by a realisation.
I clearly recalled dat prior to my employment, i had emailed NKF to cancel my "Life Saving" membership so dat dey wud stop deducting MY money from MY bank account. I seriousy tink dat being unemployed & being philanthropic doesn't seem to be the bestest combo on Earth.
I even received a confirmation email later to tell mi dat the contribution had officially been deactivated from my account. Dey even thank mi for my continuous support all dis years.
Dey didnt chastise mi, how nice of dem, i tot.
But the flashback scene: when the lady called, she unmistakenly said "Thank you for your monthly contribution to NKF TILL DATE..."
Wait a minute.................!!!!!
Does dat mean dey did not process my request all dis while!??!
DARN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To tink i hv been an avid supporter of the Life Saving Program for all dis years & dis is how dey repay my loyalty!? I dun even use the card to redeem any free gifts hor!
FUG. I hv to keep reminding myself it is all for a good cause.
And i finally received the said mail from NKF yesterday & guess wot?
When i opened the mail, out came the Donation Card.
-_- Thanx leh. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:54:00 PM
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Of the 10 veteran Secretaries i've sent to Heineken for shortlisting, now dey r asking mi to make the decision of axing 3 whom i tink r the "weakest links". Which means these 3 will not even make it to the gates of Heineken, much less enter.
Dis is agonizing. I DUNCH LIKE it.
I almost feel responsible for the candidates' fate. Seems like wotever decision i make, it cud potentially be a life-changing event for some people out there.
Aaaargh.
And the happening part is, I have to decide by tomoro. O gawdddddddddd.
So please...dun say i didnt warn u, when u r looking for a job thru an agency, u better BE NICE to your consultants okkkkk....dey can make or break u!
Do U oso noe dat we have the authority to boycott people??
I'm serious. So, BE NICE.
Anyway, speaking of life-changing, on the afternoon of the Sunday dat just passed, I received a call on my old mobile line, apparently from dis ah neh sounding lady from NKF.
(Btw, I hate being called on the old line as i dun hv free incoming call on dat plan..
#*^&%!$><@!)
Anyway dis lady greeted mi in an almoz dramatic & insincere manner, altho it didnt reli matter as half the time, i cud barely comprehend the unearthly slang she was using.
I tell u i hate it when dey call every year to ask if dey cud send mi a donation card. It alwaz makes mi feel darn guilty of being incooperative/non-charitable/a self-centred ass.
But I didnt allow dem to send the card to mi last year & i'm not about to gif in dis year either.
It's not dat i m being evil or wot, but i simply do not feel comfortable asking people for money, not even for a gd cause.
Moreover, since i'm oredi wrking, i wudnt have the netwrk to ask for donations as well, so i explained to her dat it wud be real odd if i were to bring the donation card to office & start 'soliciting' for some moolah.
She tried to persuade but i refused to budge from my stand.
So she asked instead of the card, cud she send mi dis cheque for mi to fill in so i cud make a personal donation instead & dat any amount wud be alrite.
Well, i tot since i hv more means to be a Samaritan now & i dun hv to go around asking for donations, dat wud be a better idea so i said 'OK'.
But after ending the call, i suddenly got hit by a realisation.
I clearly recalled dat prior to my employment, i had emailed NKF to cancel my "Life Saving" membership so dat dey wud stop deducting MY money from MY bank account. I seriousy tink dat being unemployed & being philanthropic doesn't seem to be the bestest combo on Earth.
I even received a confirmation email later to tell mi dat the contribution had officially been deactivated from my account. Dey even thank mi for my continuous support all dis years.
Dey didnt chastise mi, how nice of dem, i tot.
But the flashback scene: when the lady called, she unmistakenly said "Thank you for your monthly contribution to NKF TILL DATE..."
Wait a minute.................!!!!!
Does dat mean dey did not process my request all dis while!??!
DARN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! To tink i hv been an avid supporter of the Life Saving Program for all dis years & dis is how dey repay my loyalty!? I dun even use the card to redeem any free gifts hor!
FUG. I hv to keep reminding myself it is all for a good cause.
And i finally received the said mail from NKF yesterday & guess wot?
When i opened the mail, out came the Donation Card.
-_- Thanx leh. ¶ J poppycocked at 10:54:00 PM
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