1 Man Down. Given it's a normal Tuesday afternoon, it's rare i can be home doing this. Thanks to the virus who chose to embed itself into mi, i had the luxury of staying home on loathesome Monday & Tuesday. Body aches, nausea, turning stomach aside.

Deciding wad to have for meals have been a bother since Sunday. The tongue is bland & the gastromies have apparently went on strike too. Even the trusty vegetarian wonton mee from Blk 318 Jurong East was rejected by the body when more than half of the helping ended up in the bin.

Strangely, the stomach seems to respond well when the brain sends images of McDonald's fries & its new burger & KFC's chicken across the body. Taboo food choices for the sick.

Well, now dat fever has indeed subsided & throat is not hurting.....wad harm cud fast food possibly do (besides adding on to the waistline) to a patient on recovery aye?

*beams*  ¶ J poppycocked at 12:57:00 PM
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  Of Hopes & Wishes. The heart yearns for. But the brain denies. Circumstances root for the brain. People around take circumstances' side.

The heart dies.

If the heart & the brain can reconcile, i would have taken off from here eons ago.

First on the list is to run amok on the foreign land.

I m craving for Ronald's latest addition on the menu. The ad made it look so freakin' tempting. Once again, kudos to the power of advertisements.

I tink the shaker fries r back again. Loads of MSG as usual. Yummy.  ¶ J poppycocked at 11:31:00 PM
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  On-Menstrual-Syndromes. Sucks.

Sometimes, u feel so........restless...no amount of dark choc, Ben & Jerry's, caffeine, mud pies, summed up, can unscrew the damages done by the bleddy revolution going on inside.

The kinda hormonal upheaval, physically & emotionally, is something a guy will NVR get. Both in understanding & experiencing.

The instability happens without any logical explanation. For a moment, u wud feel reli hyper...the nxt, u probly feel excruciatingly emotional. Laymen call dis phenomenon Mood Swings i tink.

Some women feel a nid to exclaim & let go of their emotions in certain explosive manners. Like picking a fight, being extremely difficult or increasingly vindictive.

I m probly somewhere in the mid-range. Everything just seems offensive & has the ability to rub mi the wrong way, for wadever relations at all, i tink the losing of blood shortens my fuse as well.

If only men can experience the same way we feel...perhaps den dey will understand dat women hv every right to be/ feel unreasonable, ugly, delirious, snappy, vulnerable, whiney, emotional, highly cravey for lotsa attention, TLC & comfort/ sinful food at the time of the month.

O did i mention dat i just got my fringe horrendously short & awfully trimmed? For a cheap price of $3, i guess i can oni get a worthlessly trained stylist...wait...she's not even qualified to be called one. So, pls, if u c mi, dun aggravate my pain. Pretend u did not notice & walk away.

I just hope i will feel better tmr after my visit to the saloon.

Time to do some damage-recovery.  ¶ J poppycocked at 10:40:00 PM
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  Deep, Dark Fear.

Disappointed... says:
...sometimes get stupid irritating candidates, demanding clients...

Invisible. says:
which is like an everyday thing to us i tink

Disappointed... says:
yeah.
Disappointed... says:
i am so sick of calling candidates and asking them, "hello, are u still looking for a job? can u come down to meet me?"

Invisible. says:
i m more terrified of answering qns like "do u hv anybody on hand rite now?"

Disappointed... says:
Client called and said: I need a receptionist to start work tomorrow, do u have anybody now?

Invisible. says:
"when can i start receiving resumes?"

Disappointed... says:
"when can u get back to me?"
Disappointed... says:
"why u take such a long time to find candidates?"

Invisible. says:
omy gdness
Invisible. says:
oredi...my hart is sinking by re-enacting our daily chores.

Disappointed... says:
"have u screened them?"

Invisible. says:
"sorry i canot make it for the assignment laz minute."
Invisible. says:
"sori i canot accept ur offer, i got another offer."

Disappointed... says:
"sorry, i found a perm job, i cannot make it for your temp"

Invisible. says:
" the candidates u sent r very disappointing"

Disappointed... says:
"these are the candidates that we wouldn't want to interview"
Disappointed... says:
"why u sent such candidates to us?"

Invisible. says:
"u r wasting my time"
Invisible. says:
"she's gd but i wanto c more resumes"
Invisible. says:
"ur service is so slow"

Disappointed... says:
And our manager: "no figures? no perm? I want perm.. i want perm.. "
Disappointed... says:
"our temp rate is falling, fill more temp"

Invisible. says:
"no failure allowed"
Invisible. says:
"all ur posts can fill one!"

Disappointed... says:
"nobody for them meh?"
Disappointed... says:
"our figure for Nov only $1400?? that is very scary"

Invisible. says:
"y u nvr call dem?"

Disappointed... says:
"this one can fill one, that one also can fill one"
Disappointed... says:
"try to send them resumes by today."
Disappointed... says:
wahlaoz! no need to interview them? fine lo!
Disappointed... says:
clients: "your rate is so high!"

Invisible. says:
but if u didnt assess den fall out den it's still us wad!

Disappointed... says:
"in this case, i have to call other agencies"
Disappointed... says:
go ahead and call man. stop bugging me!


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The team is falling apart. Very much due to the nature of the job itself. Having a manager who comes across like she's on the clients' side all the time instead of ours, plus her obliviousness to our sufferrings, reli doesn't help much.

The agony of going to work everyday has superseded mere mortal pain.

Sundays r the worst. T.H.E W.O.R.S.T.

We r all sinking into depression, fast.

Having the opportunity to stand at the peak looking down at all the jobs there cud be in the market, makes the future looks even bleaker. In fact, life has almoz become monochromatic.

I duno if knowledge is still bliss in dis case.

There r no directions, no passions & no clues of where to head from here. Wad lies ahead is a pitch of dark b4 our sight. We could barely spot our own fingers anymore.

Not having a passion for any jobs sucks. There is no motivation. No oomph. No meaning in life.

Not having a want, cept mayb for "i want to get outta here", sucks.  ¶ J poppycocked at 9:47:00 PM
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  An Outrage of my Modesty.
Culprit: Bubblez

Age: 3 Months Old

Gender: F

Breed: Jack Russell

Type: Non-pedigree; Hunting

Owner: Colleague-G

Crime Scene: On colleague's hubby's Car

Occasion: After work, hitching a free ride

Criminal Activities: Hyper-activeness, over-enthused licking & a sudden snog by force

Wad says the Jury?: Too cute to be convicted; 1st-time offence warning

Verdict: Acquitted  ¶ J poppycocked at 10:19:00 PM
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  About Down Under.
Ok, dis one gotto be the most challenging pic i hv to draw freehand. Does it even looks remotely like wad i m intending for it to look like??

My brother commented those look like bat's ears. I told him it's a koala dat wishes to be a bat. It's a KoaBat. Den he stabbed me wif a dagger for my lameness. So we decided dat it shall be a shorter fusion; it's a K-at. *Guffaws*

Well, in case anybody has reli bad taste & shud have known better, i was trying to draw a Koala, hugging a baby Koala. I even named it "KOALA" for explicitness. So no xcuse there.

Well, in response to my MSN nick which says "Frisky wans to search for greener pastures..anything to recommend ornot??", i got simultaneous responses from 2 exclusive frens, bof currently in Australia, telling me to look no further, Australia is the answer.

Then again, i have a couple of other messengers whose suggestions were less than useful, one of which asking mi to consider clowning for a profession. U get the idea.

I must say, the interest in visiting Australia is growing. The idea never appealed to mi previously, duno y. But seems like people around me had already been there, done dat. And mostly came back to Singapore reluctantly afterwhich.

Of coz if my parents use dollar bills like tissues, like theirs, i will fly there without hesitance.

Too bad dat isnt the case.

Thanks guys, for offerring to take me in though. Sweet.  ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM
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  Crossroads.

It's times like dis i m tempted to take the ez way out.

When the inner me screams "To go!" but the head opposes & rationalizes wif all reasons to stay put.

To go or not to go?

Is a decision nobody else can make on my behalf.

Even though i wish somebody could.

  ¶ J poppycocked at 11:18:00 PM
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  No Biggie. Like many others, i wish i could be an Ang Moh sometimes, for they've got blue or green eyes & they don't have to spend all dat money on dyeing their hair blonde or brunette. I oso admire dat most of dem r tall & their currency has a much higher value.

Not to mention their very fee-lee-fair-leh command of Eng Moh, well, most of dem anyway.

B4 we jump to concluding being an Asian is so unfortunate, i must tell all of u dat Ang Mohs can be so freaking...n i mean SO FREAKING stoopid too.

Of coz, almoz all situations do not hv an absolute, i said Almoz. I'm sure u noe some nice & frenly Ang Moh folks as well.

BUT!

After having got the chance to liaise wif some many Ang Mohs in work, i tink dey r not daaaat different as compared to some fellow stoopid people/ locals we hv around.

Wot's worse, dey r a freakin' arrogant bunch too.

Just today i spoke to dis freakin' President of some wine company who wanted to make an offer to a candidate but due to some misunderstandings, he wanted to retract his offer, until i talked him into re-considering the candidate again.

But he didnt let it happen without cutting SGD$200 from the original offer, & i quote him "...because she upsetted me, instead of the original SGD$1900, she will only be paid SGD$1700...I'll not bother to tok her into taking up the offer as i've got other interested candidates waiting in the line."

Rite.

....can somebody please tell mi wad just happened...?!

I had to clear my ears to make sure my hearing didnt fail mi.

"...because she upsetted me...", did he just say dat!?!? The President of the company??!

Wad the hell~?!?

I've oredi explained dat it was all a misunderstanding so like...get OVER it oredi!! The last thing i wud expect somebody of his status, daaat reputable, to boil down to nothing but a sour wuss & an arrogant jerk.

He cut somebody's salary by $200 just bcoz he feels upsetted~!!!? Rite. I'm sure he feels so pain-ed, hurt-ed & belittled.

Not only did dat diminish his high & mighty professionalism, as he obviously took things too personally, he was oso so damn crude & sarcastic dat the sour-est lemon wud hv hidden itself in shame!

Wad is dis $200 compared to wad he is getting paid?!!? For all he noes, somebody's livelihood mite depend on dis $200 can?! Fuckin' expat....

If Mrs Goh CT had used her infamous "peanuts"-counter in dis context, i m sure nobody wud even bother to flinch an eyebrow, much less splash it across our headlines.

To add to the bill, i've oso liaised wif Ang Mohs who do not noe a single shit about our working culture & labour laws but still try to poke their fat noses into our businesses until when things get a tad too technical, their balls shrink in the face of responsibility & dey will arrow it to their counterparts to cope with the aftermath, blatantly washing their hands off the situation.

Not dat different wif the some of us isn't it?!

I'm beginning to discriminate. Can't help it. It's hard not to. Everytime i spot Asians wif Ang Mohs, i ponder over the plausability of dem having a blissful & everlasting relationship.

Exactly wad r these fellow locals tinking of??

Ultimately, Ang Mohs r humans too la huh. In fact, some of dem behave much worse than their Stone-Age ancestors.

Reli, Ang Mohs, not daaat cool.  ¶ J poppycocked at 9:44:00 PM
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