Bitterness tastes awful. April 29, 2007

“Bitterness profits no one. It definitely doesn’t profit me. It’s not part of my character. Sure, I went through it – but I’m human. But I overcame that.”

I’m sure James Miller had it worse because he served 25 years of his prison sentence and subsequently was cleared of rape because of new DNA evidence. This was quite inspiring to me at least and I’m glad I came across this in the newspapers today. And for Miller, he really got it worse. I cannot even try to imagine being in prison for a day (for one I’m still slightly afraid of the dark). His ability to forgive and forget amazes me.

Well… like I mentioned in my previous entry about my previous workplace, I’m over being bitter – it really doesn’t help anyone anyway. I’ve moved on already and well…it’s really no use harbouring anything against anyone. Ultimately if you do that, well… you’ll be the ONLY feeling the effects of feeling pissed at others. It’s really no use. Anyway in Pastor Yang’s sermon today, it really hit me and he challenged all of us for the 40-day-fast of not criticising. I will try.

Oh oh…last but not least (yes I’ve saved the best for last) Praise God! I’ve got a job! WhhhhhhEEEEEeeeee Heheh…

Another sad love song… April 29, 2007

This is a song I’m sure I could have related to last year. It’s quite a goldie-oldie but I still love it. I remember going up to Malaysia in my dad’s car with this song playing in the background. It’s a nice simple tune but it’s incredibly heartbreaking Check out the video if you can…sniff sniff

I’ve been alone with you
Inside my mind
And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips
A thousand times
I sometimes see you
Pass outside my door
Hello!
Is it me you’re looking for?
I can see it in your eyes
I can see it in your smile
You’re all I’ve ever wanted
And my arms are open wide
Because you know just what to say
And you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much
I love you

I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again
How much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello!
I’ve just got to let you know
Because I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely?
Or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying I love you

Hello!
Is it me you’re looking for?
Becuase I wonder where you are
And I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely?
Or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart
For I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying I love you

The meetup, AGAIN. April 28, 2007

The babes have been meeting up every single month, at least once a month. A couple of us meet up even more once a week. Well…I’m very glad to have met them in the very company that brought us together – we were all trainees then. Now, most of us have moved on already. I’m a little sleepy so if whatever sentences didn’t make sense, please forgive me. The whole lot of us met up at Oosh – we chilled and well, caught up. I’m still very glad that we still meet up once in a while.

The 6 of us were the first to arrive.

Then more people joined us. Hehe, which of course added to the loudness of our group. Think some patrons were quite irritated with us because we were sooooo noisy *shrug*

Avril and her…well…erm…her addition condiment – I’m really trying hard not make it sound off.

Kawai!!! Hahahaha…

The former workers of THAT place.

At the other end of the table, the girls were mocking me. They claimed that well, I always take photos the same way, with my head tilted to one side and beat this like some Japanese chick (posing with two fingers) but but…

….oh well..if u can’t beat them, join them!

ffoooorrr mooooreeee photos…click here!

Addendum April 28, 2007

With regards to this certain entry that I posted a few days ago, I must clarify certain things.

I remember writing this “And only when I clarified things with the Managing Director (MD) did I realise that that particular arsehole (PA) was just playing games with our minds.” – OKKKAAAAaaaaaaAYYYY PA doesn’t mean the initials of someone’s name. PA was merely an acronym for “particular arsehole”… same goes for MD (ie Managing Director). Okayyy, yes I must admit that I’m a little lazy to continuously put the phrase particular arsehole so I put the shortform of the particular arsehole. I must clear the air for this (thanks sooooo damn much for highlighting this to me). Because I just realised there is actually a certain PA in the firm too (soooo sorry about that). That “particular arsehole” definitely isn’t PA. If I want to be more vicious, I would have put the initials of that particular arsehole’s name but what’s the point?

There you have it.

I finally did IT. April 27, 2007

When it comes to doing a certain act, I have, after much contemplation, decided to do it but backed out at the very last minute. This has happened countless times. I’ve seen so many of my friends, especially girls, succumb to it after some time but still because of my strong and firm beliefs (or the lack of it), I have managed to overcome temptation and not do it. However yesterday after so much coaxing and reassurance from a special someone, I finally agreed to it. I did IT. At first it was extremely painful – it was a struggle, especially the first shot. I had to fight back my tears because it was so sacred and even people like my mother told me that if I did it , I would regret it. Thoughts, especially about my mother’s advice, kept surging through my head and it was resounding but I thought I should do it because it was then or never.

As mentioned, I allowed the special someone to well, do it, and share the experience with me. Due to the fact that we’re creatures of habit, it was hard but as the act progressed, I grew more accustomed to it. In fact, I was actually enjoying it. Finally it was over. This experience was definitely emotionally, physically and mentally tiring.

I’d like to thank that special someone for helping me overcome it. That special someone is my hairdresser – thanks for cutting my hair I love my hair now~!

Meetups, makeups? April 26, 2007

Okay… i know that title was so random but oh well… As mentioned earlier, the Nittan babes always meet up. Even before I left, we often had dinners.

Like a few days before my departure of the company, the gals gave me a treat for my birthday at Chakun. And I must mention this – the food at this place is actually quite good, for the price! I always enjoy myself when I go there.

Us – Before dinner was served.

I’m not really a fried rice person but this was actually quite yummy.

This is one of their signature dishes and one of my FAVOURITES!!! I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeee duck!

When it comes to Hor Fun, you’ll see me happily eating it. You can call me a WHORE-fun

We wiped up pretty much everything – we were satisfied customers After that we just went over to coffee club to chill and chit chat.

Chakun
Market Street Carpark, 146 Market Street
#01-02/03
Tel: 6438-3510

Hmmm yeah..we did a couple more meetups but well…the camera whore (me, me, me!) didn’t bring her camera Oh well….

Children can be cute but… April 26, 2007

I really rather not have any. Every camp I go re-emphasises one very simple fact – that I don’t really want to have kids. I mean kids are fun and quintessentially innocent (at least more pure than well, adults) but… nah, I can’t really imagine having more kids around 24/7… Look at my bro – he’s 11 and I feel like wringing him in the neck almost everyday.

Yeah…I’ve been doing camps and now I look like… I’m…. Malay. I mean it’s not that I don’t like Malays or anything but I’m CHinese and I want to, well… look CHinese. Oh well

I had quite good Chinese Food at Tower Club – thank you to that special someone for the treat. It was quite stressful but I enjoyed the food nonetheless. The service was good and the food was better! Did I also mention the view? We had quite a good view of Singapore’s Citiscape and it was the first time being in the Tower Club when it was pissing outside. We were actually treated to the delightful display of occasional flashes of lightnight.

Tower Club – The Chinese Dining Room
9 Raffles Place Republic Plaza Tower 1
#62 -64 Penthouse Singapore 048619

Go on…look for a member and try the food in that particular Dining Room It’s probably the same standard as Li Bai at Sheraton Towers – same concept (fine dining) and well the service is impeccable.

Sheraton Towers Singapore
39 Scotts Road
Singapore 228230
Tel: 65 6839 5623

Eat and be merry April 20, 2007

For the past few weeks since I’ve been out of a job (yes I’m still jobless), I have been meeting up with my girls. Last week (Friday), we met up to celebrate our dear Juls’ birthday. It wasn’t too expensive but hey…it’s the COMPANY that counts We ate at Botak Jones and it really wasn’t too bad.

Caesar Salad ($5.00) – it was too creamy for my liking. But all of us wiped it out quickly because we were s-t-a-r-v-ing.

We were so hungry because we queued for almost 1/2 an hour. Ulgh. I.dun.like.queueing.

Steak with brown gravy ($14.00) – This was Juls’ choice which was good. I love steak but I wanted to try everything… so I ordered something else. Anyway the steak was tender and flavoursome. YUM

Cajun Chicken ($7.00) – I never knew chicken breasts could taste so good and juicy. This was Gerri’s choice, it’s a pity she didnt finish her food because I DID!!!

Rosemary Lamb Chops ($11) – This was my choice, and yes I LURVVEEEEEE and absolutely adore red meat. The lamb literally melts in your mouth because of the fats but hey…we’ve only one life each. *shrug*

Fish & Chips ($10 – large portion) – Avril ordered this and we decided to get a bigger portion to try out the fish. This was…normal. I’ve nothing to add about it. I’d rather eat the Fish & Chips at Big Fish along Siglap.

Yeah this place wasn’t too bad I must say. We HAD to wait for another 1/2 an hour for the food. I’m not too sure whether I want to queue for my food. But I HAD TO try it because well… it’s an experience and since some of my friends were talking about this place. I give it a 7/10 (since it’s relatively cheaper than restaurants).

Botak Jones (Clementi)
Blk 325 Clementi Ave 5
Tel: 67741225

We then headed to TCC HV for a cuppa each, where we started talking and talking…about everything and anything. It’s always nice to meet up with the gals, esp Gerri

Just yesterday (Thurs), we met up with a couple more for drinks and dinner. It was a good time once again and I am lookin forward to meetign them again. I realised I’ve been spending quite a lot of time with the Nittan babes… what to do, we’re like super close. Last Sunday, before I went into camp (yes I’m like a blackie now), Christy came to my place and we had dinner together before meeting a special someone. It was also a good time to meet up with people whom you haven’t met in a while. For more photos, click here.

And after all these weeks, I can gladly say that I’m over being pissed and disappointed at my Managers in the previous company. I am really happy to be out of the shithole only because most of the managers have

1) no idea what they’re doing - even simple things like assuming. They have constantly assumed that I’ve done this and that and have accused me SEVERAL times of things I haven’t done. Haven’t they heard, to assume is making an ASS out of U and ME?

2) lied to me about ALOT of things - really…things about lying that my big boss hates me and wants me out of the company when in actual fact he wanted to lock me (and the 2 other gals namely Gerri and Juls) in and ONLY MERELY said that I was a little laid-back and needed pushing. EVEN IF this were a misunderstanding, how is it possible to have misunderstood so much from me needing a little pushing to the big boss (from Tokyo) wanting me out of the company? AND did they really think we would leave quietly and not find out from others about the truth?

3) isses about control (and lack the confidence in themselves) – after I tendered my resignation, the two managers pulled me and juls into the meeting room and threw their weight around (actually it’s only ONE manager who decided to be an ass), telling both of us ON A WEDNESDAY (when our last supposed day is FRIDAY) that the “higher management” were not happy that so many juniors were leaving so our so-called resignation was “pending”. And only when I clarified things with the Managing Director (MD) did I realise that that particular arsehole (PA) was just playing games with our minds.

4) no respect for the company - when Juls and I told that PA that we wanted to tell/confess to the MD that we lied not because we wanted our jobs back but only because he’s the boss and deserves to know, he told us that “it’s already over, why make the boss angry again?” and the worst thing that he sprouted out (and this is the crunch of it) was “ANYWAY, honesty is not the issue anymore”. If you have no respect for even the boss,….

5) no professionalism – from wanting to screw up their own clients to other things that I’d rather not talk about. I really cannot be bothered anymore.

Seriously…if more than 1/2 the batch of trainees left, it really spells and means that it’s really not the employees of the company, or at least the employees working at a Junior level. I’m just glad and I’m sure I’m speaking for all the people who left that we’re glad we’re out of the company. Initially I was really sad that things turned out this way especially because I KNEW that all the trainees wanted to make our company work out, but oh well… *shrug* If you have managers who constantly lie to cover their own asses, who are selfish enough to do whatever’s being listed above and managers who have no respect whatsoever for his subordinates, well…this company will fail, again.

I rest my case

It’s time for a Tiger April 20, 2007

Just last Thursday, I met up with my cousin and his colleagues. One of his colleagues wanted to walk her dog so…we ended up at East Coast Park. I walked with him for a while, and tricked him into running but after less than 1 min, he would pant and give up.

The dog’s name is Tiger. (He’s far from being a tiger… i mean he’s so passive and nua…I realise most of the dogs I know are given unappropriate names) I can’t remember what its exact breed is but all I know is…Tiger’s been overfed. He’s so fat!!!!! I am quite certain I could sit on him.

Hmmm… We had to move to Maccas because it started pouring. It was quite a letdown because well…we actually wanted to walk a distance, give Tiger, well…something to do.

Tiger’s owner watching out for him

Tiger’s refusal to do almost anything made us really tickled. Guess he was too comfortable doing what he wanted to do. Anyway we had quite a good day. For more photos, please click here.

This is my family April 14, 2007

HOT NEWS!!!! My brother has a girlfriend whom he insists is his (i quote in his own words) “maple GF” HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA. She’s apparantly 13 and Malalysian – half english and half chinese. He even blushed when he told me. Wellllll… I tried to probe, tease and exasperate him so I really made it really difficult for him by being the pesky sister (for once).

I questioned him about the so-called girl’s identity. I mean really, you’ll never know who is it over at the other end. “She” may claim that she’s Malaysian and she’s 13 (God, she’s 13…my brother’s only 11!!! And my gosh, I had my first and ahem, I must stress, only web-boyfriend was erm..15!!! ) but…oh well. I just found my brother’s reactions really cute and amusing when i tried to disturb him and ask him more questions.

I even asked him “so do you know what english means? where do the english come from?”. The ignorant brother happily quipped “Europe!!!” Hmmm Okkkkkk..

Next question “how do you know whether she’s a girl”. He proceeded to asking the “girl” to take off her “virtual cap” in Maple Story *rolls eyes* hahahahah really, for all you know, “she” may just be a 89-year old senile grandfather in Ireland who just takes the kick out of being someone young and well, of another gender. I’m just really amused by my brother, especially when he himself exclaimed that he’s (and I must quote in his real words) “still so young la!!!!”, yet he still tried SO DAMN HARD to convince me, of all people, that “she” is a female. And and!!! He kept texting and communicating telling “her” on the web that he LURRRRRRRRRRRVEs her. HAhahahahah ..This is more amusing than watching toddlers trip!

I antagonized the brother even more by teasing mocking him about “her” and suggesting that he should invite “her” to Singapore so he can plant a wet, slobbery kiss on her baby-smooth face.

I’m probably too bored.

What possessed meeeeeee???

Anyway my dear mother said “how can she be Chinese? Malaysians are Malays and only people from China are Chinese!” OH MY GOSH, WHAT POSSESSED MY MUM TO SAY THISSSSS, especially when my former CHINESE housemates are from Malaysia?

And my brother then said something that really didn’t make sense but left me almost grabbing my stomach because I almost let out a loud cackle. He said “I’m Singaporean so I’m Singaporean-ise, like how Japanese are Japanese!!!”

Yeap… that’s my quote of the day.

Hahhaa…to see this stupid silly smirk on my brother is priceless. He’s so cluelessly funny.