~サムねこの物語~
Thursday, June 30, 2005
  Something New.
Ok apparently the alignment of the previous post is abit cuckoo.

Nvm. Not important.

Today was a tiring day. Batteries went flat towards the end of the day.

Was supposed to wait for Dan, but i left the office without him. Buahaha....he didnt reply my msg after i told him i left office oredi..tink i pissed him off AGAIN.

Nvm. Not important oso.

Anyway, we had an in-depth discussion today.

A pretty intimate one.

Hmmm...i can oni say he is too liberal for my liking. Even as a fren.

His concept of ermmz..sex, is too typical of a guy.

Way too promiscuous.

I dunch like.

But i oso managed to discover a more sensitive side of him. Was abit shocked to find out the story behind how he became lydat coz i nvr wud have imagined he is actly rather sentimental.

I alwaz see him as somebody who has no emotional attachments.

And he confirmed my suspicions about having commitment issues.

But i dunch tink i can ever 4get one of his liners.

"Now I just love to like & hate to love."

Guess...everybody will have someone who will alwaz remain special to dem huh.

Wad can i say....it was nice to see him in a different way.
 
  Sorry, but i must abuse dis new function of Blogger.



Dan MMSed dis kitties one morning...so sweet of
him..Although we ended up quarrelling. -_-

Nvm. The kitties r innocent.
 
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
  Potent Curses.
So she did not get the pimple breakout i cursed her to have, but something else happened.

For the 1st time, somebody lost control in office.

In place of the evil spell i tried to concoct, Ah Beng was scolded by a client 2day, apparently very badly for dat matter.

I didn't reli bother to find out wad exactly was the hustle about but i noe she was infuriated, upset, frustrated, driven up the wall, humiliated & vengeful.

She slammed the fone, tore up the paper into bits, let it flow freely to the floor dramatically, buried her face in her hands & started to sob.

Loud enuff to capture the attention of people around her.

And very unlike her.

We tried not to probe & agitate her further.

We tried to act normal.

But the awkward silence could not conceal the tension in the air.

The sound of the aircon buzzing was strong enuff to deafen.

We knew she was crying.

Alrite, despite wad happened yesterday, i m still a peace lover. I did feel abit sori for her.

I wanted to console her. But i tot she cud use sometime to regain her normal pulse rate 1st.

Then G went up to her & checked out wad happened while i later popped her to take it ez.

I prefer to use the more subtle method la. Nvr good wif openly expressing my concern even if my insides r dripping wif turmoil.

Turns out dat she shared wad happened so angrily (& bellow-ey s usual) dat the whole office found out she was upset.

After she spat out wot was upsetting her, she regained her normal self shortly.

Toking so loudly wif her arms waving frantically in the air to illustrate the intensity of her statements.

Gosh.

Seems like evolution will alwaz save the xtra emotional nerve women have over men.

I bet Darwin didn't see dat coming.
 
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
  Wad A Day.
I dun wanto say dis aloud, but i have to. It's sensitive, but i JUST have to.

I tink I have issues wif some Christians.

Some Christians. I repeat SOME Christians.

Somehow, their frequencies r different. I dun wanto use the word odd coz to dem, i mite be the odd one.

But dey r a lil' in their own world to mi & I duno if it has something to do wif their teachings or the core values preached, but their mentality reli puzzles (& pissed) mi off sometimes.

A common thing i realize about dem is dat dey tend to be a lil' too sensitive. And U never noe when u r threading on their tails.

Take today for instance.

Ah Beng passed us her fellow church mate's CV coz she happens to be looking for a job. Upon receiving the profile, I randomly commented about her who happens to be named Sugar (it's in her IC) dat she has such a u-noe...urmmm...unique name & dat i dun tink i wud be comfortable addressing her wif dat name coz it's like calling somebody u duno v well "Honey" or "Chocolate" or "Creamer" u noe? So i rather call her Ashley, which oso happens to be part of her name.

It's just weird for me. U noe? I noe it's her given name, but it doesn't sound very professional in the business world & i was honestly just making a random comment.

Best part is my client was teasing about the name as well even tho i didnt say anytg to him. When i shared the funny situation (at dat time, it was still a funny one), Ah Beng got very upset.

Even without malicious intent or wadsoever, i was shot rite in the face by Ah Beng who may i say, reacted very unnecessarily to my mindless comments.

She outrightly expressed her unhappiness of my attempt of poking fun at her fren's name, when i obviously was making a neutral statement. And wif her naturally bellowing voice, she commented dat i was too straight-forward & tactless, loud enough for the office to hear. She even warned mi against laughing at the candd when she comes to c mi in the noon coz it will be offensive.

I got agitated. Very agitated.

No 1: I tink before i speak, at least i tink more than she does.

No 2: In terms of tact, if i score 50 upon 100, she wud definitely bag a negative 50. Max.

No 3: She was obviously over-reacting even if it was wrong of me to say wad i said (i m not saying i m wrong btw).

No 4: I tink she nids to grow up.

No 5: I cannot control wad my client wans to say about the candd's name rite?!

So i lashed out uncontrollably, exclaiming dat i dun understand wad is the bloody big deal wif saying wad i said? I simply stated dat i prefer to address her by Ashley over the name Sugar. It's not like i'm making derogatory associations with her fren's name u noe???

Later on, she popped mi in private saying dat "Pls dun make fun of my fren's name. I dun like. Thanks."

By then, my blood was boiling.

I honestly wanted to walk up to her & gif her 1 tight slap.

Thanks my ass!

I replied something like she shud noe the difference b/w a comment wif malicious intent & one dat is harmless. And dat i dun understand y she lost her normal humorousness bcoz of dis.

She replied she just dun like. And she doesn't tink it's funny.

I wanted to say if she dun tink it's funny den dun laugh, y get pissed wif the rest of us who appreciates the humour??

She den proceeds to make another worthless & gut-wrenching statement saying dat she has said wad she must say so let's drop the topic.

WAD THE FUG?!?!?!

She was the one who started over-reacting & den she confronted mi halfway den wanto run when i m so hot liaoz?!

I say FUG KEW! (ok i didnt reli say dat. But i wanted to.)

So i continue to pop her to xplain to her dat she shud be less sensitive & wif a name lydat, i tink the candd wud have been very used to getting comments oredi, n wad my client wans to comment is not my problem rite. So wads the big deal?!?!

Anyway, she simply replied a patronizing "ok" to end the whole issue whereas we bof noe dat we r not ok.

Later of the day, she started to tok to mi 1st. (Gosh. Dis is all so childish lo. Like some secondary school frenship problem melodrama.)

We were bof trying to act normal when obviously there is still a prick. I told Kat, sometimes, working wif gurls is such a bitch coz dey r so fugging sensitive can!?

Thru out the argument, i did not apologize at all bcoz i simply do not tink i m at fault. I didn't tink it was such a serious matter & she totally over-reacted, which was uncalled for coz it made mi feel damn accused lo.

Kat said i shud drop the issue altogether since it bothers Ah Beng so much but i told her i m not gonna take things lying down & leave words unsaid between mi & her when obviously, she has some hidden agenda about mi which i do not appreciate. I can even do the confrontation face-to-face if she's up to it.

I rather things get laid on the table once & for all, than she going to gossip around behind my back, which i m 100% sure she is gonna to anyway.

Anyway, screw her. Hopes she gets a pimple-breakout.

Phew.

So much better to blog it off.

O well, we do have a consolation for the day; we wento Jumbo for dinner! Yay! It's welfare day!

We ate cereal prawns, drunken prawns, mushrooms, brocoli, vege, fish, chill & pepper crabs, noodz, chicken, duck & sago for dessert!

*Burp*

No wonder Ber remarked dat we all smelt like seafood when we got onto his car.

Muahahahaha.
 
 
I took dis pix laz nite. Just happened to caught sight of Mum trimming Dad's hair in the kitchen. Quite a rare sight reli...coz most of the time, Mum is either complaining about any random matter she can tink of or yelling her head off at Dad, while he continues to infuriate her wif his never-ending spiteful remarks meant to challenge & piss her off further. So when it's Peace, i've just gotto snap.

Mum & Dad
 
Monday, June 27, 2005
  Song of the Week.
Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough
I don't wanna lose you,
but i don't wanna use you
just to have somebody by my side.
And i don't wanna hate you,
i don't wanna take you,
but i don't wanna be the one to cry.
And that don't really matter
to anyone anymore.
But like a fool i keep losing my place
and i keep seeing you walk through that door.
But there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust.
There's a reason why people don't stay where they are.
Baby, sometimes, love just ain't enough.
Now, i could never change you,
i don't wanna blame you.
Baby, you don't have to take the fall.
Yes, i may have hurt you,
but i did not desert you.
Maybe i just wanna have it all.
It makes a sound like thunder,
it makes me feel like rain.
And like a fool who will never see the truth,
i keep thinking something's gonna change.
And there's no way home,
when it's late at night and you're all alone.
are there things that you wanted to say?
do you feel me beside you in your bed,
there beside you,
where i used to lay?
And there's a danger in loving somebody too much,
and it's sad when you know it's your heart they can't touch.
There's a reason why people don't stay who they are.
Baby, sometimes, love just ain't enough.
Baby, sometimes, love...it just ain't enough.
Oh...
 
Thursday, June 23, 2005
  Just Feel Like Blogging D Blog.
So many things in a swirl dis week. I worked so hard time flies by so quick. So many gossips & scandals around i hardly got a chance to take a breather b4 some1 starts another new one. And den in the news, people r cutting people up now & so much hoo-ha about blogger posing nude & den silly people flaming xiaxue. The BF is away on reservist for 2 weeks. Planning Phuket trip. Planning to watch Initial D dis weekN.

Waliaoz.

Despite so, the world seems ahead of mi while i look on from a distance s it continues to revolve.

I feel strange & uninvolved.

The soul is quiet & calm. Like spotting its own pace & remaining unpertubed by the chaos out there.

Sheesh. I must be getting old.

Time to sit in the veranda & feed the birds from my rocking chair.
 
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
  Valuable Advices, Courtesy of Dis Month's Cleo.
As a fruit of my lucky Tikum Tikum draw, i got my 2nd month of free Cleo from my ah lian mgr dis morning when she strutted into the office.

And i came to dis page entitled "Back from the brink of a Break Up" & found the following excerpts in particularly interesting. Tot i shud share.

It's abit sappy but......ahh wad the heck. Wun kill to read yea?

For Couples in Crisis:

"We've all been there. Ur r/s's cruising along when a weird feeling creeps up. Whether it's feeling neglected, constant fighting or the realisation dat u dun wan the same things, sometimes the smallest glitch can push ur r/s in2 meltdown.

Dun fret bcoz it mite not b s hopeless s u tink. Those of u who feel u've reached a dead end r actly at a perfect point 2 turn things around.

At the onset of any r/s, there's fascination & the promise of untold happiness. But at some point, things change. Many r/s stop even b4 dey've reli started. There comes a point where we either make up or brk up."

Talk About It:

"Communication is a vital factor in maintaining a successful r/s. So it's no big surprise dat many couples start 2 unravel bcoz dey've stopped toking.

Rely on ur intuition if things dun feel rite. No one will have the power to brk u up if u r communicating well wif each other. If there's any suspicion or anxiety, it nids 2 b toked about. Even if it is all in ur head, u shud still tok about it or ur r/s mite not survive."

Shud I Stay or Shud I Go?:

"How do u decide? 'One nite, i went out w/o Billy & met dis reli cute boy,' Melissa says. 'Nothing happened, but it made mi tink, I'm oni young once. So i decided to brk up wif billy. I told him i cudn't spend every nite in front of the TV.'

However, the next day, Melissa realised dat going clubbing wasn't worth it if it meant losing Billy.

'When i got home from work, he had laid out all the fotos, letters & cards on the bed dat chronicled our time 2gther. It made mi realised we'd shared many good times.'

'He was the rite guy at the wrong time, but i cudn't ask him 2 wait until i'd gotten all the social stuff out of my system. It's been a yr since den, & i dun regret my decision 2 stay wif him. I still wish i'd met Billy a bit later on in life, but u can't choose destiny.'

Find an activity u can bof enjoy 2gther s a mutual interest, so u spend more time 2gther.

Beware also, of having unrealistic xpectations. If he's a beer-swilling football lover, chances r u'll probly not get him 2 Ballet Under The Stars, but he mite attend an art exhibtion if u promise 2 xplore his 'sin bin' in turn. It's all about meeting somewhere in the middle."



I'm such a sucker for dis mag shit i tell ya. Especially when the advices seem so credible.

Aiyeh!! I m so gurlish i disgust myself at times. Yes...AT TIMES ONLY.

But I swear it all sounds less phoney in the given context.
 
Sunday, June 19, 2005
  Perhaps...Perhaps...Perhaps...
Looking bck at the past yr, many things happened in my life wch makes it all different now. And i tink i'm greatly influenced by the new way i live my days too.

In a nutshell, i tink differently & i bliv i behave differently.

But one thing dat i dun tink will ever change is the fact dat i still loathe birthdays.

It's not so much about getting older dat gets mi down. In fact, i duno y i feel depressed on bdays. When the clock struck 12 earlier on, my hart sank. It was almoz a natural thing. Something like an annually programmed biological clock.

And of coz..it continues to sink progressively as the tick-tock-tick-tock goes deeper into the day.

Perhaps i m worried dat the people whom i normally deem to be my bestest frenz or most loved ones mite 4get to wish mi...perhaps i m worried dat my fone will not even sound once when the clock strikes 12...perhaps i m worried being alone on dis day will make the loneliness even more unbearable...or perhaps i m just worried i wudn't have any plans to kip myslf occupied, wch happens almoz every year.

Wadever the reason, i hate birthdays very, very much.

And as much as i enjoy getting well wishes from frenz & family, i nvr figured exactly how to actly have a "happy birthday".

I guess the reason to have one sorta ceased to exist many years ago.

As far as i can remember, i recall having to take a bus alone & buy my own bday cake on one birthday & on another, the flavour of the cake chosen was the cake-chooser's favourite, n it happened to be my most disliked flavour.

I simply tot it was very pathetic & sad. And from then on, i refused to acknowledge any joy associated wif my birthday.

I cannot understand y people bother to make an effort to throw their own party & gather people whom dey barely noe well to attend it. Wudn't it defeat the purpose? The people shud plan the party for u...n not the other way round.

Just to feel popular? I guess.

But den again, it seems less wrong for mi to celebrate other folks' bday than to do my own.

Perhaps i m just not used to being in the limelight.

Perhaps dis can be termed as a new disorder in psychology & it will be named after me! So people who hate or have a phobia for birthdays like mi, dey can be classified as being Jayophrenic.

Perhaps on account of being coined, i will den get famous & rich...n den, i will live happily ever after, birthdays or no birthdays alike.
 
Saturday, June 18, 2005
 
Proudly presenting the pressies given by the folks in office! I did not xpect dem to gif mi pressies separately...i tot dey wud juz chip in to get some shopping voucher. So touched! *sheds a tear*

Pressies!
 
 
Dis is my absolute favorite! It's like a childhood dream come true can? I wud definitely not buy myself something lydat even tho it's freeeeeakin' adorable coz it just seem so...guilt inducing. But since now it's FOC, i have every reason to squeal in delight the way i did when i opened the pressie in office. *cant stop grinning*

Mickey & Minnie
 
 
The bottom portion is actly coaster itself. Acts as a cup stand as well. It's actly the highlight of the whole thing...Very very cute!

Cup Stand
 
 
3-tier choker like necklace. The flower is clipped on, in yellowish gold. But hmmm...abit oldish for mi la i tink. But still, it's kinda nice.

Necklace
 
 
Same flower, different string. It has double usage. Quite innovative...altho i duno if i wud wear it...

Choker
 
 
Dey r customed made, specially for meeeeeeeee! The foto made it look bit blur but it's multi-colored, so dey r ez to match:)

Earrings
 
 
Red beaded necklace..i like.

Beads
 
Thursday, June 16, 2005
  Awww...Crap.
We have been cracking our brains & trying to recall for at least the past one hour.

Do u have the experience of not being able to recall things just at dat very moment & these things wud normally seem so darn obvious & taken for granted in our everyday life?

I feel suuuuuuuuperbly irritated can!? Like ants crawling all over my body..

Bof of us cudnt remember wad i gave him on his last berfday, no matter how we tried to fish for clues.

DANG IT!! The memory simply refused to be raked.

The best part is....

There r no other people we can ask.

I noe i definitely bought him something. But i just can't remember!

*pulls hair*

Wad wassit....wad wassit.....wad wassit.....wad wassit......
 
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
  Got More Stoopid Ornot?
People ask mi to wait, i wait.

People say will call mi back, i wait.

People say will come visit mi later, i wait.

People say will tok to mi later, i wait.

People say will mit up for mi for kopi, i wait.

People say good things r worth waiting for, so i oso wait.

Wait until the end of time got wad free gift lei?

More waiting lor.
 
Sunday, June 12, 2005
  It Bcame Clear.
I didnt noe how ez it was to deal wif an alpha male who has commitment issues.

Until earlier dis evening.

The alpha male is called an alpha male in my definition coz he is apparently domineering & has an insatiable desire to impress others in order to feed on his hungry ego.

He will also hold no qualms of threading past the normal boundaries of a love game just so dat he can seduce u in every lil' way dat he mite or can.

Many a times, he will do his best to sustain any argument / discussion / debate / flirting rally, till he obviously triumphs.

But an alpha male wif commitment issues, now, dat's where the fun begins.

He pretty much behaves like just any other normal alpha males, ego & all dat, cept of coz, he has an archilles' heel now. *grinz*

The trick to dealing wif men like him is to beat him at his own game & challenge him when he least expects it.

When he is carrying out his routine flirting rally, deal him a blow!

Gif him the impression dat u r not stumped by the hitting on & in fact, u wud like to carry the game on a lil' further than he wud like.

Normally he will be so taken aback he loses his stand.

And den he will back off & goes in search of other more vulnerable preys.

Muahahaha....it feels greaAAATttt to outwit & thrash an egoistic MCP manz i tell u.

I feel damn invincible now. Rawwwwrrr!

Qia Kio Wa Dei Yit Mia.

(Literally translated to "Please call me Number One" from Hokkien.)

Muahaha.
 
Saturday, June 11, 2005
  It Suxs To Be Honest.
It feels like i just shot myself in the foot.

And to tink i naively tot dat being honest is the best policy. But i ended of pissing off somebody.

WTF.

Now i feel even crappier than the beginning.

And i thought i made my stand clear enuff.

But apparently now i m loosely affiliated to being easy.

Wow. Dat's one new adjective to mi.

It reli helped. I feel less in a fix oredi.
 
Friday, June 10, 2005
  Wad The Hell.
TGIF!!!!!!!!

Screw work!

I nid booze......

Lager.....

Ale.........

My vision is blurring.

Help.
 
Tuesday, June 07, 2005
  Best Quote of The Week.
"U pay $1.00 U get prata! U pay $1000.00 U get Prada lah!"

(Ah Beng, Foo., Tanjong Pagar IP, 7th June 2005)
 
Monday, June 06, 2005
  Super Nab Song.
Dis has been in my mp3 player on repeat mode for many days now. Check it out.
Greenday
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
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 one and I walk alone
I walk alone, I walk alone
I walk aloneI 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
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
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 aloneI 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
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone, I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one 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, June 02, 2005
  Silence is a Choice.
Lately i hv been branded.

Branded as the one wif attitude problem dat is.

I'm not reli upset actly, but just surprised dat people around mi agree so readily, unanimously somemore.

I never knew dat i was perceived lydat.

Today, Kat walked by my table & asked mi y i looked so fierce.

I was like...."huh?"

Yesterday Chris walked by my table & asked mi y i looked so serious.

I was like...."uhh?"

After mustering all my brain cells to come up wif a logical defence statement, i said "No la...dat's my default xpression la. Haa."

Hmm. Just bcoz i m seriously tinking how to clear the shit on my table & reflect dat on my expression accordingly, i got attitude problem liaoz.

It's just dat among the mindless chattering ah nias, sometimes i choose to observe more than i open my mouth.

Just bcoz I kip quiet, i got attitude problem liaoz.

Just bcoz when i dun like u i make it damn obvious, i oso got attitude problem liaoz.

If reli lydat i oso bo pianz liaoz loh.

****************************************************************
Lately dis character stepped into my life.
Let's just call him Chipmonk.
I must say he has stirred up quite alota unnecessary upheavals.
Somehow it was like i innocently got swept into the whole game all over again.
It was quite a chore reli. I reli dun appreciate being the subject of hot topic over lunches ya noe.
Coz apparently the unnecessary upheavals were stirred up rite in my office, a.k.a the place i spend 3 quartz of my time & arguably longer than the time i spend at home.
I bet my head dat in the last month, my name wud hv topped the "Most Gossiped About Employee of The Month" Chart.
Tsk tsk...Scandalous.
But i swear i didnt pro-actively/consciously lead him on. I SWEAR.
I oso can't help it if he wans to appear rite.
But the following is another matter altogether.
Since mobiles came in vogue, it was in my culture dat when i get a sms, i wud try to reply something, albeit brief, coz i simply tink it's freeeekin' rude not to acknowledge the receiving.
Unless u hate the person la.
And dis Chipmonk got dis abhorrent habit of smsing mi & den after i will reply him outta politeness, but he'll not reply even if my reply ended in a qns mark.
U get? U get?
Not dat he's reli a big deal in my life but it's freeeeeeeekin' irritating i tell u!
I mean if u r lazy to reply den dun try to start off a "conversation" la can!?
It almoz felt like unrequitted love u noe!? Minus the love of coz.
He'll get bad kharma for sure i tell u.
If he's not gonna geddit, i will make sure he does.
Arse.
 
*scratches belly & yawns*

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