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Friday, September 30, 2005
  Yellow Ribbon?
The folks in office just had a mini discussion about the recent Yellow Ribbon project, which has pretty much been our Big Brothers' latest preoccupation.

Of course, all our opinions differ.

Heard dey recently held a fair for employers to recruit our ex-convicts. Well, i must say, kudos to u very open-minded people. But, apparently oni one public sector turned up. So much for their effort in rooting for it.

It's obvious where the government is coming from, but then again, how successful will dis campaign be??

So much being said, i maintain that employers r alwaz conservative. Dey wanto see wad dey wanto see & hear wad dey wanto hear.

Yes, it's true, dey prefer to believe in the make-believe.

How does the following proposition sounds to you?

"Hi, my name is Peter, i m looking for a job. But i've got a criminal record, was in jail for 1.5 months for stealing. I hope to get a job in the government organization. I've applied directly but dey told mi bcoz of my record, dey can't employ me. Dey asked mi to come to u guys for help, perhaps U can do a recommendation?"

I understand dat it's all about forgiving & forgetting, ok..not exactly forgetting, but more like giving a 2nd chance for their repentence.

But should our government be so magnimous & agrees to take in all ex-convicts, albeit for lower level jobs, would u, as a Singaporean, feel comfortable knowing the majority of our government organizations are constituted by ex-criminals??

I wouldn't.

If the campaign reli works & makes it so much easier for ex-convicts to find a job, wouldn't dat make committing a crime less consequential???

The moral of the story is, Dun Commit A Crime. Considering the consequences & the potential vindication lying ahead, it's just not worth it.

Sometimes, it's not so much of the blemish on ur tract record, it's wad makes a person dat determines if the employer would hire you. If u r awesome wif ur PR skills, or soft skills, it makes things so much ezier, i tell u.

I've seen perfectly normal people, with good working experiences & all dat but with SUPER low emotional quotient & at the end of the day, they still have difficulties bagging the job, Masters or no Masters.

We've came across so many, who literally begged us for a job...some who tot of ending their lives coz dey can't get a job...we've experienced people trying to bribe us to get a job...& even people who offer to give us part of their salary to get a job.

And dis people r our fellow Singaporeans i'm toking about here.

Dis people do not hv a criminal record, but similarly, dey hv difficulties getting a job. So, whose liability is dis?

Before u jump to conclude of coz it's the individual's own problem, but the society plays a part in molding us to be who we r, no?

I dun wanto dwell in all those sociological theories (i shud be working btw haha), but i'm just curious as to where the crux of the issue lies. And just for the record, the above proposition, the call from Peter (Not the actual name of the caller la, i changed it, sori Peters.)?? Did happen.
 
Wednesday, September 28, 2005
  Blah Blah Blah.


I like dis "Homer" pic. So ticklish.

Speaking about ticklish, I just realised Eliz's blog has an auto-censor for vulgarities or rather not-so-dainty words. I didnt noe it cud be done. Must say m freakin' (maybe "freakin" wud be censored too) amused to discover dat, so i tried words like "shit" & "fuck", n true enuff bof were censored!

Of coz i bliv the list is inexhaustive...so go ahead & try it! Start swearing on her blog's tag box today! And it'll be replaced by dis word-->"1*beep*2". Nyahaha...It's fun! And sori if i'm being a dork. Haha..too farney to be true.
Anyway, b4 i 4get, i must blog about today's lunch!
I had lunch wif G & M. I must say bof of dem r highly oppressed individuals. I tink there is not a second during the hour-long lunch dey didn't stop complaining.
G complained n complained about her bridal shop...Jwest....G2000...her photoshoot & the hotel...And M complained n complained about work. In fact, she was so short-fused she let out a loudly exclaimed growl yesterday when we stepped out of the office.
And if u've been to my office's building, u'll noe dat the corridor is pretty echo-ey. When she let
out her frustration all of a sudden, i repelled 2 steps away from her & tot i saw the ang moh at the far end of the corridor jumped outta his skin! haha..
I bet he must b tinking "Siao Char Bor." Not dat he noes Hokkien.
Well...i must say it was quite a nice change since normally, i m the sour puss.
Den again, the situation oso begs mi to tink, y r Singaporeans such an unhapi bunch of people!????!!
 
Monday, September 26, 2005
  Impulse.
I took my bag & left the office at 6.30pm earlier on & took the train all the way westward.

After spotting wad my silly brother bought for his gf, i've been tinking of getting something decent to hang around my neck too for quite sometime now. Not bad, his taste seems to have improved.

Well, i must add dis here. Her pendant, her watch, her bag, her earrings & sometimes her clothes r all gifts from my silly brother. And sometimes she can appear head-to-toe dressed in such a manner. The oni thing lacking is probly a stamp from him on her forehead pronouncing her his property.

Dammit. I shud hv known he is dat filthy rich.

Well, back to my quest for a decent piece of jewellery, I tot it was quite brave of mi to walk into a shop alone, full of retail assistants with eagle-eyes, looking for their nxt potential prey to strike on.

I must say the ah lian salesger who assisted mi was almost helpful. Almost.

I must have tested her patience when she brought out about over 10 pendants to recommend, oni to get my disapproved shake of the head.

I forgot how many later, i looked at the latest one she pulled out from the display case & tot "Dis is it." I decided on it, after finding out the price. But my mind was in a state of blank during the purchase.

It was very unusual since i'm normally highly indecisive.

Well, turns out dat the pendant had the wrong price tag attached to it & it's cheaper than wad she quoted. Muahaha.

She must be cussing "shit" under her breath. Not ez to do my business huh.

But i tink i'm much better than the indian auntie next to mi who traumatized the hell outta the poor salesboy nxt to us. Tot i overheard her emphasizing on she came from India so not s rich s us Singaporeans therefore must let her have the accessory at a cheaper price...yada yada...Oredi 30% off liao still dare to bargain in a shop lydat.

So ngiao go Mustafa la.

I suspect my exhaustion has something to do wif my retarded instinct. I felt the pinch oni after paying, on the way home on the bus. Dammit.

2nite commemorates the most xpensive pendant i bought myself wif my own hard-earned money.

It's worth it & of coz, dis note.
 
Sunday, September 25, 2005
  It's All About the Money & The Day When 'Wakaoz' Becomes Rude.


Hmmm.

I have never reli been a supporter for loaning money to frens all dis while, unless we r toking about family emergencies, people dying or other reli life & death situations.

And strong urges to buy dat LV bag do not count as any of those mentioned categories above. It is pure lust okayyy.

Frenships r important, but so is Money.

Losing a 3-digit figure to Singapore Pools & borrowing money from ur frens to clear ur debt is uncool. Very uncool. U gamble when u have cash to spare, not when others have to spare u cash.

How hard is dat to figure out huh!?

I dun regard much of men who borrow money from their girlfrens too. It's just so....spineless. Asking for money from a gurl?! I mean....C'MON!! How wimpy is dat??

Dun even get mi started on the topic of men not offerring to pay for their dates. Well, for those of u who feel it is ok to let the gurl pay for ur share, i hope u get stung by aedes mosquitoes & contract dengue fever & get a bed next to a leper & ur member drops off!!

*Ahem*

Of coz...i feel the same for the gurls.

Please dun ring mi up in the middle of the nite to ask mi to grab a cab down to help foot ur bill for drinks at some silly bars. And if u have intentions to borrow money from mi to buy some u-can-shove-it-up-ur-ass branded merchandises, i say SCREW U!!

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Please allow mi to digress.

The other day my colleague commented dat it was very crude of mi to say "wakaoz" coz i m a girl. My jaw nearly dropped to the carpet.

P.L.E.A.S.E.

U nid to get a life.

I would hv asked her to unscramble FCUUK in response but decided against it, considering how awfully boring a person she is. Not dat i m ultra happening, but the level of boring-ness she & her bf can get is....so OMG-horrifying.

And i must say dis again for the umpteenth time....a guy who cannot swim & refuses to learn how to....is such a loser. It is simply very....un-macho...de-egoistic...& non-manish. Her bf is somebody of such. Well.

So sick of corporate life where everybody is trying so hard to be ultra diplomatic to each other, even tho the hart screams "Shaddup u stupid bitch!"

Wad the hell.

I m so xtremely biatchy on Sunday nites. Heh.

 
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
  Grinnin' Ear to Ear.

Wahahahaha...

I just applied leave today! I m going to Bintan again! Yipee Yai Yai!! Yipee Yipee Yai!

Ok la...i noe it's not anywhere fantastic like Paris..Japan...Greece...or Spain...but at least i get to take a break from dis shit hole!!

Technically speaking i could visit one of those mentioned places BUT!! wad for!? If i hv to scrimp n save like nobody's biz n eat cup noodz from conves on the streets!?

Mite s well enjoy like Queen in cheaper countries la. Ok la at least for now.

Hoho...so glad YH booked it..heard he got the huge mansion, even bigger than the previous one we went, which i tot was oredi freakin' glam. I wonder how much bigger can it gets....i tot the oni type bigger than Indra Maya are those dat Companies book for meetings etc.

If he reli booked dat i wud seriously tink he has a screw loose.

I m so excited! My hart pounding wif glee just by the tot of it! And did i mention dat Tuesday is Deepavali? Eha!

Hehehehehehhehe.....how? Canot stop grinning.

My grin now like the Stephen Chow's.
 
Thursday, September 08, 2005
  Early in the Morning.
Frisky says," Absurd....Absurd....Absurd...."
 
Monday, September 05, 2005
  It Alwaz Goes Wrong.
Just s i tot everything is ok n hopefully getting better, something has to go wrong.

Dat was not the answer i was hoping for. Wrong. Wrong. Wrong.

My GM once said dis in response to dis qns, "How do u noe u r in dis the correct way?"; "Simple, u will feel happy if u r."

It is such a simple fact yet it can get so complex.

I duno who m i fooling sometimes & y do i still kip crossing my fingers.

I have a life to lead too. I m bz too. I m stressed too. I m tired too.

But i m still trying hard to make things ok. But once again, the efforts go unappreciated.

Sometimes i tink i throw such a brave front to others, i make people 4get dat i m just a girl.

O well. I shud sleep. I'll be fine tomoro. Shall just choose to ignore unappreciative people.
 
  It's Not Ez At All.
Just got a call from a cousin, whom i alwaz tot was abit cuckoo, early 2nite informing us dat her elder sister (oso my cousin) has been admitted to SGH. Apparently some tiny vessel or wassit nerve burst & she got a stroke. I tink she's oni about late 30s.

Well, altho dey r my relatives, i rarely associate myself wif dem. Even tho we aren't dat close, i still feel abit shocked dat dis had to happen. Afterall, she was oni in her 30s. A lil' too soon i guess.

Leading life, it's reli not too ez huh?
 
*scratches belly & yawns*

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