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Helloo... I'm feeling actually pretty irritated now. One word - parents. Alright, i don't want to talk about it cause i'm not an unfillial bastard who likes to publish my own home affairs to the whole world. Let's just say parents are always parents.Tuesday, August 28, 2007 Well, if not for them, today would be PERFECT!!! Ha.. There's no such thing as a perfect day but i'm a very easily contented guy that being happy is truly good enough to be perfect. Well, last friday there was an external outing for my headquarters at the HSBC Tree-Top Walk (at MacRitchie). It's not my first time there - i've been there before with AJ's Project Eureka (Science Club / Mugger Club / Nerd Club - well, no surprise right? haha) members - and from that previous experience, it was actually fun. Not because of the walk, but because of the fun we had talking to each other. However, with that said, my second time's not a charm as one would expected. I didn't get to really chat with anyone since the only people i walked with was my superiors which i didn't dare to talk a lot with. ha. And i was drenched at the end of it. This was because as organisers, we had to walk behind everyone else. But there were some irritating people, too engrossed in taking good photographs with their professional cameras, forgot about looking at the weather and decided to take their time. In the end, it rained when we were halfway on the trail. Well, at least those people got drenched as well haha. Thing is, my superior told me to write a short write-up on the external event. I did so and it was mailed to all in my headquarters today. The idea of people reading what I sent is totally cool don't you think? Well, i thought that was the end of story. But i thought wrong. After i sent the email, i actually received a call from a female officer (i think so) who praised (!!!) me for my good writing! I was totally flabbergasted that i didn't know what to say! As usual, i made a fool of myself (that's what i think...haha). After that very nice sweet call (as well as a nice mail from another officer), i received funny mails from my colleagues from other branches which totally made me wanna laugh out loud - too bad i couldn't as all my superiors in office le... Then, even better, before i left for work, the BIGGEST BOSS in my camp emailed me to praise me on the good effort! Wah... i was darn happy!!! Basically, i was happy because these people were really nice to me!!! After all, i was merely doing my job to write an article and it was their job to read emails (well, maybe not their job even). But the fact that they had the thought to email and even call me to praise me is so super nice of them!!! And... the big boss said it will be published! SO COOL!!! OMG... Now i believe that really nice people still exist in this world. Truth be told, i didn't exactly write it entirely myself. It was 50% copy and paste from admin instructions my other superiors drafted and 50% my own GOOD EDITING SKILLS. Well, i know i cannot totally claim credit for writing it but at least i know i did a good ( VERY GOOD INDEED) job at editing. I had to add in my own feelings and match the write-up to the right pictures so it's VVVV difficult ok... haha. (you must be thinking - yeah right). It's like the best thing that has happened so far since i'm here. Well, i'm really glad now. My self-doubts have reduced and i'm actually having fun working.. So thanks to all my cranky friends and all the nice bosses in my new camp! Yipee!!! P.S: Show you the published newsletter if i can. Still have to see whether it really will be published. ha... But no matter what, i'm totally satisfied already. music.city.soul || 9:59 PM || 0 comments
Hello, back here again...Sunday, August 26, 2007 Oh, today's not a boring day! Well, today i had to wake up super early at 545 because i have to help out in the cheerleading of my headquarters for the ARMY HALF MARATHON. Show my presence in another words haha. I know for many of my friends 545am is not exactly EARLY since if you're in training, you are usually having your breakfast at that time already. ha. Well, too bad i guess. Ha. Okay, i really should stop here cause i don't want to sound as though i'm some big time slacker. Hehe. Truth is, i didn't do any cheerleading when i was there. Or maybe a little, when the BIG BOSS came and suddenly everyone was clapping and cheering. Totally fake but interesting to know how superficial/lame people can get. (and yes i was one of them haha). The whole time i was there, around 4 hours, i was at the ending point looking out for runners from our headquarters. It's actually kinda interesting to stand there. I just reached the ending point with my friend Max and within a few minutes, one runner who just finished his race collapsed onto the floor directly infront of me! Wow, that certainly raised my eyebrows la. Ha. But i just heard from my father's worker that there's a runner who died after the marathon. I'm really keeping my fingers crossed on that - i certainly don't want to live to tell people that one person died infront of me. Next thing i know they'll be standing ten miles away from me. haha. But i guessed i've always been kind of a jinx. The houses that i were in when i was in secondary school and junior college were both super lousy. No one hardly cheers for our own runners. In fact, most of them are just wandering in other houses, wearing other houses' shirts. And therefore, the houses i were in were always the worst or second last. ha. Well, back to the marathon. For a moment when i was watching the runners cross the finishing line, i felt their sense of pride. Hey, it's 21 km. Not 21 m for goodness sake. I don't think i can ever run 21 km and live to tell the tale. Max and i were saying how embarrassed we feel because we even saw some small boys/old ladies/old ah peks and even a baby cross the finish line (ok, the father carried the baby on this shoulder only at the last 50 m haha)and we were just standing there for a few hours and we are complaining leg pain. haha. Weak. But after a few minutes later, we realised we don't need to feel ashamed of ourselves for not participating in the run. Instead, we didn't understand why those runner want to volunteer to subject themselves to torture. It's like you sign up for a gruelling four hour torture session and the prize you get? Death, sever pain, and a few minutes of ecstasy. That's all. haha. Don't get me wrong here - i would love to be able to run 21 km if i can but i can't. What i mean is you run 21 km when you really can. Not like when you're some normal guy who thinks he's sporty just because he plays soccer once in a while and looks in shape. Ha... Ok i'm seriously not making sense. In the end, our headquarters actually did win something - third prize for some category (didn't catch, busy cheering because big boss was there). After that, Max, Marcus, Ronald and i went to have early lunch at Suntec. At first all of us wanted to change out of our singlet-shorts attire because 1)no figure, 2)too cooling already and 3)the shorts were making us look too gay but then Marcus didn't bring along anything to change, we decided not to for the time when he was around. Or else it would look damn weird. Anyway, city hall was full of people i that similar attire - a lot of people went to run/cheer i guess. After lunch, Marcus left and we changed to civilian attire. Max looked like big "small boy" with his lao ah pek shirt and khaki shorts - let's not forget the very lao pok pok bag. haha. No offence. haha. Ronald changed his shirt but not the gay shorts, which made him feel totally uncomfortable. I changed into my khaki shorts and shirt, and looked perefectly normal haha. Well, "decently inconspicuous" is my kind of style haha. We walked around suntec for 2 hours plus doing stupid things haha. We first went to Carrefour because Ronald wants to buy some shorts to change out of but didn't choose anything in the end. All the pants there looked too old-school. Unless you were living in the country and singing Kenny Chesney kinda song, those pants should be banned seriously. Oh, i realised Ronald wad equally noob as me at style and buying stuff. haha. He didn't know that your neck was the same as the pants' waist and that the distance from our wrist to the elbow is our foot size. Socially retarded we all are. haha. That reminded me of the first episode of Grey's Anatomy (3rd season! It's back!) i watched just this week. The fat doctor girlfriend of George, Callie, said that so many years of school have made them totally socially inept - why? she's making breakfast for a guy who didn't even say he loved her. Six years of primary school, four years of secondary school and 2 gruelling years of jc has certainly done the same to us. haha. Ronald ended up buying a pair of flip flops which, after trying on, was a tad too small. Ha... He bought another pair later at newurbanmale but that ended up being a tad too big. Ha... noob. No offence again. ha. Like Max and i say, Sandals still rule. Slippers are noisy (with the tat-tat-tat sound when you walk) and you always feel like you need to drag it. And slippers can totally slip through your feet - a case of the slipper walking faster than you. haha. Oh, and when we were walking around, we saw a booth giving away free candy floss! The flossy flossy! (sorry, very random i know but i love Fergie in "Glamorous") Unashamed by our age, the three of us each queued for the candy floss and ate it as we walked around. Three grown men eating cotton candy. Not exactly a nice scene but certainly memorable ha. At one point, Max put all the floss in his mouth and feel it melt. He opened his mouth to show us the blue goo-ey stuff and asked us what it looked like. And guess what i said?! Guess Guess! CUM! yucks!!! I know i'm totally sick but that's how i am when i'm crazy. We also went to play DAYTONA at the arcade there. We were all noobs lor. Ha... i was last for the beginner's round but second in the advanced race. BUT we also didn't manage to complete the advanced courses because we all too slow le... haha. Rusty la.. haha Well, it was just a simple day walking around, simple chatting and totally crappy. But a pleasant day indeed. Oh, this is so coincidental. I'm listening to british soul singer Gabrielle's song, Don't Need The Sun To Shine (To Make Me Smile) and there's this line which is the perfect way to end this entry. Here's it: "Don't need to hitch a ride, When I could run a million miles. Yes I would, just to see you smile" You have a pleasant day ahead :) music.city.soul || 10:14 PM || 0 comments
Pardon me for coming up with such a crappy title for today's a crappy day.Tuesday, August 14, 2007 Yesterday night after watching crappy "Honor and Passion", i decided to try to transfer the pictures in my crappy family digital camera into my crappy laptop. Well, i did so because 1) i've never done it before , 2) i finally decided to put some pictures of my own into my blog - to cut the monotony of it all (if there was any, which i believe not and if u tell me got monotony i'm gonna kill you) and 3) i'm beginning to feel that i have very few pictures of my own - camera-shy la hehe... So i tried to install the software and plug my camera in and nothing happened. NOTHING. At least nothing of what i wanted to see happened. The software was installed but my crappy laptop just didn't seem to read the camera as like a "hard disk/ usb"-kinda thing. Anyway, i don't know if what i'm doing /thinking is right or not. haha. Oh my... I'm SUCH a computer nutcase. And i'm totally going NUTS trying to figure this thing out!!! Why didn't i learn to use the computer seriously when i was younger? Oh how i hate myself. You know what? I can't even type fast/accurately enough - i only use two fingers to type. Reason? You're gonna laugh at me for this. I pon-ed (well, this is surprising to me even haha... mugger boy PON?!) touch-typing class in primary school because there's always this indian boy sitting behind me watching me type like a fool and SNIGGERS at me. Argh... Well, anyway, i tried and tried and tried til midnight and i still couldn't get it! Since my eight hours of sleep is of absolute importance, i decided to give up and possibly try today. Maybe that can stop me from throwing my crappy laptop and crappy camera out the window. haha. The thing is, i locked my room's door when i slept (for dunno what reason - feeling too crappy to think) and my mother couldn't wake me up in the morning early enough. I ended up waking up at 652 am when i had to leave home at 7am. Although my parents are fetching me still, i HATE the feeling of rushing to bathe. A bath should be slow, warm and relaxing, especially in the morning. (i know "dirty" people like Belinda don't bath in the morning but for me it's a MUST. I like, no... lurve, to feel CLEAN at the start of a brand new day.) So, i was totally in SIAN mode in the morning already. Unfortunately, it carried forward to the whole of my work day... For your information, after a slacky week at the registry being the mail-boy, i'm now attached to another office since they're short of manpower there. Being there for only the SECOND day, how much can i know exactly. How do i know what place to put what, who to send email to, who knows this project and what not... TO make things clear, almost all the officers at my branch office are nice, polite people (i think i was rather unknowingly rude though) and i've nothing against them. Well, there was this small teeny weeny incident when one of the officers asked me which printer to select on the computer to print his stuff. According to my mentor, it was "the one with a lot of numbers and the longest name one". So i told the officer the exact same thing - without missing out any word. He was like "HUH?". So i when i went there, " the one with a lot of numbers and the longest name one" wasn't there!!! I was totally puzzled then - that's why i hate change - cannot handle the panic attacks that come with it lor... He told me to check the printer for its code and i did as told BUT there was nothing on the printer that CLEARLY indicated its name on the computer. So i said i don't know and he was pretty pissed, giving me a deep breath of unsatisfaction. Well, after a few clicks here and there, he managed to figure it out and me being totally embarrassed of my own stupidity and uselessness, just walked away heavy-hearted. The thing is there's no one for me to consult even on such a simple matter. My mentor is not around most of the time so i'm just left to die on my own. I don't blame him for not being around because he's served his time in NS and is going to ORDed soon ( i would do that too if it was me). Besides, he was clocking enough distance to convert his military license into a civilian license - so i can't possibly blame him for technically WORKING (although for his own purpose). So i guess i can only blame myself for being a retarded dimwit, lost and probably not found that moment of time. It's such a helpless feeling. Being a some-sort perfectionist (in work and studies), i want to make myself feel and let people know that i am capable of handling work, tough work. Yet, i don't feel like i have enough help with me - i mean how to fly when i don't even know how to use my wings properly (i know small birdies also dunno and can still fly after a few tries BUT you know what i mean la...) But then again, i don't want to keep relying on my mentor since i want to be independent and i don't want to really die when he leaves. Argh... sorry i know i'm talking in circles that don't seem to make sense. Well, i certainly hope it's just my paranoid mind working its evil "think-too-much" magic on me. Alright, writing all this certainly help to calm me down. I guess i can go back to work tomorrow with a less heavy heart. Unfortunately, the doubts still persist and will continue to until i find myself being able to do something of significance well on my own. Ok... me signing off me today. Don't be so dumb tomorrow!!! P.S: Thanks to Yeo and Neo for consoling me. I know it didn't help much but at least you guys tried. So thanks no matter what. music.city.soul || 7:35 PM || 0 comments
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