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sokmui
am a cynical person who hates orientation and the ridiculous rah rah atmosphere. shares a love-hate relationship with ku-ster and the piano. god should populate the earth instaneously with adults, thus skipping the absurd toddlers and squealingn babies fan of korean shows and the rude ah jun mas, secretly think bae yong jun is not bad looking. listening to classical music on the train is a waste of my battery.
Dislikes babbling women who are not efficient.adores House. Thinks that friends are sometimes a burden Adores Xinyun immensely. Life is too short to bother socializing with people I dun like.

You either choose the pill and live your life barely feeling your toes, or ignore the pill and accept pain as part of the life.

Secretly clings. Sometimes.

random quirks

my student made a guess regarding my age and said i was fifteen
mr ku insulted me by saying i look like david carrdine whoever dares to say there is a certain resemblance better be prepared for my wrath.

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ridiculous lah

my mother is RIDICULOUS I TELL YOU

SHE ASKED ME TO GO OUT FROM MY BROTHER'S ROOM INTO MY LIVING ROOM JUST JUST JUST TO ON THE FAN FOR HER!!!!!!

WHAT THE HELL? ISN'T THAT RIDICULOUS? YOU ASK ME TO GO OUT JUST TO OFF THE FAN FOR YOU?

AND SHE GOT VERY PISSED OFF WHEN I SAID "ARE YOU CRAZY?"

SHEN JING BING.

who the hell in the right mind would go do it. siao. the next time i'll ask her to come and on my fan for me while she's lying down in her bedroom then see what she says
craazy

okay EE. i feel like doing it. you dun like you can kill me (but that would be hard)

15 TTMMH (correct right?)

#1 FOOD! all the unhealthy oily buttery friedy spicy food that cassandra will possibly never eat in her life. laksa, char kway teow, mee rebus, mee siam, pasta, scones, fried carrot cake etc etc etc. CARLS JUNIOR!! THE MEGA HUGE BURGER~! YUM cheesecake icecream butter cookies milk shakes, TCC! good coffee!!

#2 i shld have split food into food AND drinks right.

#3 going biking at east coast park when it's deserted and not filled with ang mohs who try to teach me road law and kids who block the way.

#4 THE SUN THE SUN THE SUN.

#5 the green green field at the back of my house. the bunny that was sun-tanning there. the weird guys who were playing with fish pole cum saucers lookalike things. the weird trees that look bare for most of the year.

#6musicmusicmusicmusic.
classical,jazz,pop..i just hate heavy metal -.- piano piano piano piano

#7 coming home after a hard day of work to find free nice food on the table that's piping hot. and of course the fact that my mother takes one look at me and knowingly stop talking

#8 lunar new years and the reunion dinner.

#9 cozy in bed with a good book and a good drink/snack

#10 shopping for presents for friends. i like. i just dun like the deductions in my pocket.

#11 muscle aches. i know, weird right? but those tiny tiny aches make me happy =)

#12 blogging. it's ridiculous but it's true. and people tagging at my tagboard (cues*)

#13 overcoming all the stuff that i dun seem to be able to overcome

#14 mornings when i can wake up when i want, get the newspaper, boil coffee and toast bread and settle down to read the news. or book.

#15 good shows. who doesn't? everybody likes to escape for a while.
titanic, lakehouse, two weeks' notice, rev road, slumdog, iron man,casino royale etc etc.

actually there are alot more..but let's leave that for another day

10 TTMMM (things that make me mad)

#1 stupid guys. refer to posts below. i'm serious. stupid guys who don't seem to wanna succeed in their lives.

#2 stupid girls. no elaboration. you noe the type. pretty hair, chopstick legs, tiny shorts that quote yiling (my favourite quote from her) "the whole thing can probably fit one thigh of mine", tiny tiny sling purse, tiny skinny arms. high voices and an attitude that stinks up the whole train

#3 people who rush for seats. they're really ugly

#4 people who shove their responsibilites to others. like people who shove their grandmothers to others

#5 taxpayers who dun understand english =( i TELL YOU HOW MANY TIMES GIMME YOUR IC LE LOH!! AND NO YOU CANNOT DON'T PAY TAX!!!!!

#6 when i can't get the sound i want from my piano

#7 when i'm forced to study things that i don't really like. when people are so rigid they insist you stick by the rules.

#8 when i wear heels and i walk like a limp giraffe =(

#9 xinyun when her phone tells me "the number you've dialled is not in use" (actually this makes me very amused)

#9 again then, cloudy days. seriously i hate cloudy days. you either rain or shine. cloudy is....is...like i'm waiting for you to go away so i noe what's behind those clouds.

#10 when i see my bank account "current balance: $79

and there are more, too =(

to MG: HUH AH, WHY CAN'T SEE?? REALLY MEH?? WHY???

okaaay can i join in the EE too?
because it's kinda an easy way to blog an entry.

but before that
let's talk abt interesting things you'll see on a train (AGAIN)

(i dunno why i like the songs on my playlist even though they really sound like premature girls and boys chorusing happily with pocky in their mouths. dun ask me how come got pocky. just came together with the image)

right, so there was this group of malay girls. like quite young around 13?
and their uniforms were light green at the bottom with the..i'm so ashamed to say even though i live in singapore i dun really noe what it's called =( the thing that covers their heads?? omg, yeah anyway it's dark green that one
so the four of them were huddling together over a book this girl was holding
and they were issuing variations of "ahh! aww! uhh!wahh!" in not those exclaming tones but those "i'm melting away" kinda tones

and curious me tried to peek at what exactly is so intriguing in the book.
i was expecting maybe some boyband magazine or something
i didn't expect them to be apparently ahhing and awwing and wahing over........................

......a history book.

yeah.
it's a history book.
complete with tiny words and maps and all that.

i was.....SOOOOOOOO puzzled. unless they are talking about their hunkish history teacher i really see no reason why they are awwing ahhing over history. and the book really looks boring loh

but the four of them seemed very immersed in their awwing and they were swaying along with the train until they look like four willow trees swaying and swaying and swaying~

okay enough.

amazingly i am now able to get work till 5.30pm everyday without feeling tired!!!
i sleep at around 9pm then wake up at 6.
and amazingly amazingly (i really am amazed every single day) i really dun feel so shitty like the first and second week!!

anyway we're changing our seating positions cos we're splited up into different groups specialising in different emails.
yessss
the emails your dear parents uncles shu shus, gongs gongs ask are soooooooo complexed that we have to split into different specialised groups.

this old man who was damn cute wrote in and suggested that we revamp our template so that he can find everything at a glance "more convenient for an old man like me"
SOO CUTE.
but too bad lah, i'm sorry, our template very ugly i know, but i can't do anything -.-

so winded up i was lucky to be sitting with two more of my same batch whereas the rest like more or less became lone rangers.

actually it feels kinda good to be "the knowledgable pro ones" infront of the new batch
WAHAHHAHA.

..sorry lah, that's the only joy i can derive from my job wad

aside from the fear that my supervisor now has of me
yes she's afraid of me.

me: norhana~~~ i waiting for your flags looo~~
nor: i know!!!!! wait lah!! i checking alr!
me: very loooong leh!!
nor: yours very difficult loh! so chim~

nor goes to lunch/toilet
nor comes back

me: yeah!! you are back!!
nor: shrinks in fear* aiyo i very scared of you now lah
me: why?! *starts to talk abt this certain email*
nor: err...*gives shrunken look*
me: points at email on screen
nor: ..erm...this one...erm, you put aside first lah?
me: YOU PUT IN MY FOLDER ONE LEH!!!
nor: I KNOW!!!

...yeah see in the time i'm not sending out emails i'm harassing my supervisors to tell me what the hell the emails are talking about.

it's not my fault that some people's english are really so horrible.
but mostly job is fun lah

and constructive.

not like.....some people........who gets a higher pay than me.....watching boysoverflowers in their little office.................
and some others......who shares.....earphones with guys...................then still get higher pay than me.

HERH.

oh anyway my main purpose to come online today is cos i promised this student that i'll bring canon in d for him..but i lost my score so i have to freaking try to find for him
somemore he wants C major. shit.

and i can't postpone anymore cos i promised him for two weeks straight liao lah

can't possibly tell him that "teacher" is too busy trying to file enquiries from your parents right?

yawns*

you know it occured to me there's nth much for me to do when i get off work during weekdays

mostly it consisted of trying not to step on anyone or trying avoid being stepped on on the mrt.....

then it's trying to not to fall asleep while the train rocks and rocks....

then i'm home and i'm gobbling food down like i haven't eaten for days (there's food, and it's free! and i can lie comfortably on my bed! for those who doesn't noe i always eat on my belly lying on my bed reading a book, can't kick the habit)

and around 730 i start to feel like i can't stay awake till 9/10 to watch some shows to prove to myself that in fact i do have a life.

btw, the ost of boysoverflowers is really not bad in terms of arrangements and feel. because if you just listen to the vocals, they sound like a bunch of high school kids chorusing. which is i supposed, the point really -.-

if are so dumb you haven't heard of it, boys over flowers is really hana yori dango the korean version.

the korean name is something something namja. i dun understand how the first term can be so hard to pronounce. zzz

anyway, i'm kinda more awake tonight so let me be nice and tell you the kind of guy xinyun likes

he looks like this

tada! now you noe. the second guy from the left

she's MAD abt him and the girl lah

and mostly she said the scene where he played his saxophone was damnnnn *xinyun makes aww sounds here*

(but mostly i dun really appreciate saxophone..so)

but yeah i like him too and he's a very good actor, not in this show lah. they just had to look pretty and cool here.

anyway, dun you think he looks like someone we know -.-

..it's quite disturbing at some angles.

err where was i?

oh yeah the show production is shit lah. loopholes everywhere. but the cast is good. me and xinyun both agree that we can't stand the jap hana yori dango. cos the lead was.....so....puny.

but i know he's a good actor lah. this one is too. can try lo if you are bored, but unlike beethoven virus i dun rec rec rec it

what else...oh yeah there were some really amusing emails yesterday that made the day

one of them said that IRAS shld hire cheap filipinos like they do at singtel instead of us (he obviously shou qi at singtel there first before he typed the complain loh)

and that our precious building's carpark was full so he had to park illegally (you couldn't take the mrt?)

then there was another one that said we made things difficult for couples like them because the wife said everytime she had to file taxes for her husb and that asking her husb to do it was like "asking him to go to hell"

omg i was soooo amused.

sadly today there aren't any -.-

i like my work. and i think some of the new recruits looked horrible..in the "i so can't be bothered to talk with you" way

loud and loud and loud.

zzz

mg ah, why u lost ur voice again-.-

and did u actually see the post i posted? because i posted an entry then i deleted it and for some reason your entries echo what i feel.

only that i feel like i tried so hard the whole of my life and it doesn't feel like it's going anywhere.

MG!!! THE BOOKS!! OH MAN SHITTTTTTT~

and we haven't high-teaed for very long

let's go buffet when i get my pay (which is coincidentally after As results, then we can talk abt futures together, so looking forward)

btw, did i blog abt rev road? i can't even rmb what i blogged.

revolutionary road is soooooooooo good

it's R21 even though i dun quite understand why. they could just cut out the rare scenes in which boobs actually played a role.

but ohhhhh mannnnnnn kate winslet and leo dicaprio are soooooooooo good

they have come a long way from titanic okay

pleassse watch it.

the pace is terrific, not like the whenareyougoingtoevergettogetherwithcateblanchett ben button

and the cast is damn excellent. they are so realistic that it's creepy just looking at them.

have you watched american beauty? sam mendes directed that one and this show reeks of him too. he's good at it i supposed.

the way kate winslet and leo dicaprio acted, you'd expect them to lash out at each other even after they shout "cut"

the tension was......omgg

watch it!

.oh. we aren't 21 yet

watch on youtube den, or can ask me to lend u the dvd.

shld have won best pic lah. but like what i told xinyun, it came abt a decade too late. if it's around 1980s or 1990s i supposed people wouldn't be so fascinated with india yet. (come on, not discrediting the soundtrack and the filiming and what they did with the pathetic budget, slumdog is so hyped up BECAUSE IT'S SET IN INDIA. would u wanna watch somebody win who wants to be a millionaire in US?)

..but that's my humble opinion. dun kill me (u wouldn't dare anyway)

I NEED BOOKS~

i'm re-reading j.d.robb but then i'm running out of books to read during meals. zz

priscilla koh. why do you read danielle steele. (they are too many Es in her name) she's so..sappy

-.-

i think she is the ang moh equivalent of sappy korean shows.

hmm. i'm sleepy

shall i sleep now then?

but i wanna blog somemore leh

what can i blog abt......

.okay lah. byebye

i was right.

my mother asked me to wash the toilet.

i had a feeling it was coming. everytime i slack she ask me to wash the toilet.

fan.

omg
i swear xinyun's phone amuses me as much as she does
her home phone is the ONLY phone number which yielded so many different variations that everytime i call i'm super amused and i break out into laughter

"the party you called is not availabe. please try again later" (whose home phone got this kinda thing one?!)
and after this sentence
this very cheerful female said
"GOODBYE!"

omgggggg

"the number you have dialled is not in use"
(i keep asking her to hurry up go foot her bill lah. she insisted that her family already foot the bill but for some reason mio just kept cutting her off)

"________________________________"

yeah, sometimes there's no dial tone. just this weird absent air and in the meantime i'll have the "raised eyebrow" look and wondering what xinyun did to her phone this time.

i can't believe it.

i'm so stoned that i'm blog hopping

to minghan: PLEASE. DO.NOT.nooooooot..NOTTT get the benjamin button book. please please please. go read it online. it's 7 or 9 chapters. and you can find it readily online. omg how many times have i urged people to not read that book of fitzgerald. he's a brilliant brilliant writer but that book REALLY STINKS.

and no it'll never never tell you why benjamin button knew that the taxi driver was having coffee and that cate blanchett's friend was tying her shoelaces. BECAUSE CATE BLANCHETT'S CHARACTER WASN'T IN THE BOOK IN THE FIRST PLACE!!

i'm agitated because that book REALLY stinks. -.-

if you want, read gatsby, gatsby's much much MUCH better.

i wish i wish i wish.
that they would release the grades of each subject one day by one day
then i could take one whole week of leave.

..nah i'm joking. craaazy

xinyun will kill me
omg so funny i'm gonna call her later and tell her this suggestion
the thought of her reaction makes me wanna laugh

i missmissmissmisss beethoven virus
i know.
it's very very irrational to miss a show.
but i really don't understand myself too =(

anyway kim myung min is doing an extremely crazy thing.
i think at this rate he might attempt suicide like leslie cheung sooner or later if his career suddenly dips
he's gaining weight for his new film, and then he's gonna attempt to lose weight AS THE FILIMING CONTINUES to match the weightloss of the character who suffers from this disease that's disturbingly like chew chor meng's.........
geigher's? i can't really rmb the spelling.
i'm so looking forward to it. apparently the character is damn optimistic, totally unlike the dour kang ma eh in beethoven virus.

i know none of you actually understand what i'm talking about.
it's okay.. (actually it's not)

sometimes blogging is like talking to myself.

but..it's quite nice talking to myself.
cos see, the only one who contradicts is yourself, and i happen to be the only reader who understands the exact feeling, thoughts i have when writing this post.

so it's not too bad.

..i'm blabbering aren't i.

it's the music lah, it makes people muse.

listen to the first 2, the rest you dun even have to try. because you'll surely find it boring

btw, YOU NOE THE GIRL WHO DOESN'T RESPOND TO ME DURING PIANO LESSON???
OMGGGG HER MOTHER TOLD ME THAT THE GIRL TOLD HER THAT SHE ENJOYS THE LESSONS VERY MUCH AND WAS VERY HAPPY WHEN I CLAPPED WHEN SHE DID THE RIGHT THING!!!!

OMGG~

and!!!!
i mistook this boy for a girl for THREE WEEKS.!!!!
i was so embarassed when his father corrected me!!!! so embarassed that i had to cover it up by saying "oh sorry it's just a slip"

oh mannnnnnnnnnnnn
i hope i was convincing.
omggggggggggg

yeah i'm off to repent.

more entries.
just from my eccentric girl point of view.
if anyone disagrees (of vehemently agrees) i'll appreciate if you tag my board

what people shouldn't do.

# mothers shouldn't force people to do what they don't wan to do. e.g. asking your daughter to translate an english illness name into chinese so that your brother will be embarrassed.

okay that's it.
that's it.
she just said "you can say don't want then i can say don't want in the future also"

for your information you already did
not many people suffered rejection from their parents at the age of 15, and thanks to you i have.
so before you expect anything of me, think of what you failed to do in the first place.

i know i shld put it behind me but i can't
they say what children and parents dun bear grudges against each other
come on, if there's anybody to bear grudges against, it's your closest kins, because they tend to be the person who does the most hurt.

let's continue
let's refine it a little and steer it away from dangerous zones
what boys shouldn't do

# you shldn't laugh like a moron. i don't know how to explain it but there are some laughters that are just so uniquely irritating that you can't help but notice. chris's laughter is thunderous. kenneth's is.....erm....polite??-.- you occasionally snort if xinyun and me are really bickering with each other..and erm ming han's is.............................normal (please dun be offended) some people's are....irritating because it seems like they are laughing for the whole world to know they're laughing

# guys shouldn't flaunt your flaws like you are proud of it. for e.g. if you can't seem to sit through a book, don't flaunt it proudly like it's cool to not be able to withstand a book. some people just say it sheepishly like "oh, i tried, but really cannot laa" but the annoying ones are "yah lah, cannot stand it lah, waste my money loh buy harry potter"
you're just overstating your lack of intellect.

# guys shouldn't call girls "girl" i don't wanna elaborate. just don't do it. i've seen a real life e.g.
"girl~..girl~~ girl girl~" chuckles to himself*
......
it's really very very very unflattering for a girl to be called a "girl"....please dun do this. ever. if not i swear i'll never talk to you again.

# guys shouldn't wear overly huge shoes. this is just me. i always thought they looked like they wanna trip somebody or there's this uncomfortable illusion that the weight is heavier at the feet so i always feel like they are about to tip over anytime soon

# don't wax your hair and lean on the glass

# don't think that it's funny that you are not good at what you do and you're not even trying. it's very unappealing. i think it appeals to both genders. it sort of pisses people off that you are bad at it and you still think it's funny

# don't talk too much. please. if aren't funny and the room doesn't cracked up it's a signal that says you're NOT funny. so stop talking. sigh. i like guys who are friendly but some guys are.............
.......
i feel like covering his mouth and telling him not unkindly to please, stop talking.

okay lah. i'm just feeling stupid.
but this is my blog so of course i have the right to make silly lists.

sometimes i think i'm jealous of ___________ because she is the reflection of the personality i would have if i hadn't....
maybe that's why i'm so often angry at her. for no reason at all.

yeah yeah awkward musings. isn't it good if we can categorize our thoughts. or better yet if we can throw them into the recycle bin.
because most of the thoughts just inhibit efficiency, that's all

the most limited of specialists-the all rounder
(oddly that's the one phrase i really like in gatsby..it's just..very mocking)

omg CRAZY.

someone (i think it was may) asked me whether i know anyone who wanna teach a j2 geography

omg CRAZZZZY

anyone in my immediate clique will tell her straight away to give up hope, we all muddled through 2 years of geog without actually knowing what the hell an MNC is.

or TNC for that matter. or supraorganisations. or etcetcetc

i almost puked out my water when i saw that msg

oh great. i spent another week not touching my piano again. i think my teacher will wanna tsk at me if he knows.

it's truly unbelievable i know but i actually quite like both my jobs. both iras and ossia.

i actually LIKE teaching some kids piano. especially one of them oooh

i believe that kids as young as 6 are becoming stalkers online so i shan't mention his name.

yep it's a he and he's damn cute, and he makes me very happy and i truly believe he'll grow up to be one of those playboys if his character doesn't wear out

but he's just soooooo cute.

and yah he's like what, 10 years old?? -.-

finally, a kid that wins my favor.

oh but still kids are kids and there'll always be one day when i find some habit of his irritating. like how he'll switch off suddenly and ceased to listen to me.

but mostly he makes teaching very fun =)

and time traveller really came out so long ago meh???

how come i never knew? ruth read it before? i don't remember!!

and it's just as well that i've ran out of books to read. -.-

because IRAS don't allow to read them anymore rmb? the shadowy stalky faceless management has refused us that simple pleasure.

i dunno HOW THE HELL i'm gonna survive work.

a warning: if i sms any of you all, ANY OF YOU ALL, you better reply me. if you dun reply me, you BETTER be doing something important. don't let me find out you ignored my msg purposely

HERH.

it's one of those days in which it's very comfortable to rest my head on the pillow in my lap, stare at the screen, wondering what to blog about, stare out of the window. my stomach is bulging from home food (YEAH! finally!) i'm strangely high, no, more like a near-drugged state pleasantly dreaming about various irrelevant things.

you know, i actually blogged a very nasty post yesterday

dunno how many of you guys actually read it.

i posted it.

then i went to run.

then when i came back, i decided to just take it off.

hai, so i've turned into someone who cares as well..

random things

# i miss josef's lectures

# i dunno why but i miss gary. but it's been two years since we talked and i dun think we'll have anything to say to each other. it's kinda nice just thinking about memories.

# i kinda miss hua bin too. one day he's gonna swing from the monkey bar and fall and break his legs, i swear

# i refuse to use facebook

#i hope xinyun's boyfriend is cute (no i do not plan to steal her bf from her, didn't mean to sound like that)

# i hope priscilla will not turn into a tuition auntie. i've seen those.

# there was a very ancient woman teaching piano yesterday. i shuddered at the print of her top.

# if i were to be very very honest with you all, you guys wouldn't like me at all

# to be a little honest, i really am not a very nice generous person

# come to think of it, i dun have a favourite book.....i sorta get swept away by the book i'm reading, the show i'm watching, the songs i'm listening to, then something else comes along and i fall into it again. isn't that nice?

#i love evenings when no one is there to bother me and i can stay in my room to..do nth but daydream

# is the cadbury mcflurry good?

# to chris: i can't stand it. i'm turning into a coffee freak like you. i drink one every morning!! what coffee do you drink at home? i'm trying to find something that's healthier. now i just down the instant type -.- my colelagues and me wonder all the time if too much coffee will kill us. (but i dun think so..looking at how hyper you are)

btw. mg. i feel like you all the time

when i'm out with my mother i usually wanna be somewhere else. (but that's not really my fault)

and unlike you who only feels contradictory, i feel like i have a duo personality.

with my mom, i become this really cold rude sonofabitch who can't be bothered to be nice and acts as if the world owes me something.

i like to think i don't need friends to be happy, but sometimes i'm the one who asks people out.

then when i ask people out, i feel like pang-sehing them.

let me be very very honest with you all

i act infront of you all everyday.

it's true.

off to play some piano, be back to blog somemore.

i wouldn't have the time to blog during weekdays =(

back* after one hr of practising.
it's strange how weird little habits emerge after you've gotten past the mistakes.
i think anyone who ever tried to be good at a particular something will know what i'm saying.

i need my pay~~~~~~~~~
i'm seriously going broke.
i've alost depleted by ang bao money and now there's barely 100 dollars left in my acct alr.
and i almost wish that A level results would hurry up and be released because that would mean that i have the excuse to get several days off work and be unkind to people because i am apparently very worried about my future.

and who knows, i'll probably be really pissed off at myself.

eh crap, i haven't wrapped the time traveller's wife and david sedaris's........
I WISH I HAVE MORE BOOKS=(((
WHEN'S MPH SALE!! OMG!!!

rarely does priscila praise my humor and wit that i have to HAVE to write this down

i feel so tired that i wish..i wish i can plug my brain into the laptop so i dun have to sort thru them and type them down.

it's a bloody good expression no?? all those books that i've read in IRAS must have paid off.

I'M FINALLY ONLINE. I'M FINALLY AWAKE AND ONLINE
before anything
I AM ON COMPULSORY LEAVE TML! WOOTS! YEAHYEAHYEAHYEAHYHYYEHAHEYAHEHYA!! HIGH*

it's the ONLY cl we'll probably get.
apparently the management, ghostly shadows that spy on the temp staff, feedback to our supervisors that it appears that we really really have nothing to do.
my friend was reading breaking dawn at 10am in the morning. that's not her fault. every morning abt 10am we run out of things to do.
and so they finally realize they're paying us to do nothing, and because they are so bu shuang that us 18 year olds are having such a good life slacking infront of the comp (of course neglecting to consider how freaking bored we were), they decided to make us take a compulsory leave tomorrow

i tell you
my joy was........indescribable. it was..the only incident that yielded the same feelings was during vj school days when i skipped out of the gate one minute before it closes and i sat on 36 with melissa and enid and happily bounced back home.
i was....delirious.
i was.....very very joyful
i was......overflowing with gratitude.

somebody up there must really really care about us poor IRAS temp staff who has to deal with temperamental aircons, temperamental computers, the risk of tripping over the wires which seemed to decorate the floor, and of course, shadowy management people who are SO MEAN.

i mean, i woke up this morning and the first thought was
"oh....crap. i wanna sleep"
*buries head back into pillow*
..."crap.~ i'm gonna get leave tml. shld i???"

and then they made us take a leave!!! see! some one up there was awake at 6am. maybe they had this itchy feeling in their ears while they were savouring their daily morning tea by their fluffy little cloudy gardens, and realize that somewhere down there on earth, a little person was trying very hard not to fall asleep on the train.

i swear. if not for the dozen of green flags blinking at me in my comp this morning, i really would have just fallen asleep.

and did i mention i took half day off today? cos they asked whether anyone of us would like to take halfday off...norhana: "if not you have to look busy you know...grimaces*"
so of course i took half day off
i refuse to torture myself by trying to look busy when there's absolutely nth to do.
we can't talk loudly
we can't listen to mp3
there's no internet.
we can't read books.

ARE YOU CRAZY. if you like to see people rot so much you can take a trip to the museum to fondle the skulls or kill someone and hide them under your bed. CRAZY.

my supervisors encouraged us to..erm, read TAX ASSIST. it's exactly what it says. there's about 60 pages of tax law on that thing and it's usually very helpful when i reply email. but who the hell wants to read it for leisure. and 60 pages will hardly last 4 hours for me.
supervisors: "erm, tax assist is really..your life line -.-"

omg~
so the happy me skipped off home at 12pm and was sooooooooooo happy that i can have a free and nice lunch and i can read my book wearing short shorts and put my legs everywhere and anywhere and i dun have to worry abt shadowy management spies tsking
but sadly.
..
the coffee at IRAS really packs a punch -.-
i couldn't sleep.
and because i was REALLY tired, there is this internal war going on between the caffeine and whatever signals the brains produces that tell the body to shut down.
so i wind up having a really really fitful sleep

and me being me.
i woke up with a headache.
AGAIN.

i'm so sick of having a headache
so i pop a panadol
finished THE TIME TRAVELLER'S WIFE. (later later)
slack around.
fingered my piano and realized to my horror that my fingers have turned to mush again.
glanced at the clock
and at 6pm, i went out to have my make up lesson with this girl called lara johnson

i tell you
i love smart kids.
smart kids that practise.
smart kids that love piano.
smart kids that dun act smart.
they are sooooooooooooo adorable.
okay, only her lah.

and i realize that even though i was super uber tired i really quite enjoyed teaching her =)
i hope i'll get to teach her to play proper songs yep yep cos then she'll be really happy and i'll feel really satisfied.

okay..my life, what else is going on in my life.
hmm every morning i live for my cup of coffee at 10am.
after that my brain wonders and starts to tick off the choices for lunch.
and i scold xinyun quite often because she kept fasting when she's lunching with me. and then i'll have to eat alone which makes me feel like a pig.
after lunch i live for the tea break that i give myself daily at 3pm when i munch on something i'd have bought from lunch and try very hard to keep awake.

oh yeah.
emails.
rude emails.
VERY RUDE EMAILS.
one came in today in big bold blue letters that scolded one of our temp staff "WHERE'S YOUR COMMON SENSE?!"
my supervisor said at least it wasn't in red.
i thought either the person was color blind or the red button doesn't work.

lemme make a list of abhorrence
i hate/dislike
#people writing in to ask for other people. if they are asking for their old parents i dun mind. but it's a bit weird if they ask for their brother-in-law right?

#people writing in to ask on behalf of others and giving me their own ICs without giving me the ICs of the person they are asking for

#people who dun understand english. and you'd think these are PRCs or expats. but no, they are mostly singaporeans. "i fully understand the conditions under the reliefs but i do not know if i qualify for them"
..well then, did you think we put the conditions there for dogs?

# people who reply our emails without attaching the previous replies. i dun read minds and i can't hack into your comp to retrieve the previous correpondences. an e.g.
"hi, i have attached the documents."
...whee, so now what? do i eat them? feed them to the pig?"

# people who want me to update their address but gave me the wrong one/ incomplete one.
e.g. someone gave me their new address with no storey or unit number. the other one gave me a unit that was not built inside the building. maybe it's the "requirement room" from hogwarts, yes? (i hate doing address update because it's a bit troublesome so i hate it when they dun gimme the address properly)

#people who are so petty that they highlight my mistake of a wrong salutation. it was my fault to address you as a sir. but COME ON, i get addressed as a sir ALL THE TIME. do you have to be so petty?

#people who get me upset because they got the birthdate of their children/parent/dogs wrong. apparently they know that their dependents are born in said date, dec, in 2009.

#people who fly too often. VERY TROUBLESOME FOR ME LEH i have no idea how i shld tell you to file your tax. (okay lah this is quite a reasonable email, i just wanna whine)

# people who write and give every detail abt their address, email, hp, their dogs' names, and didn't give their IC.

but mostly i quite like doing emails lah. and if not for these weird/troublesome/irritating emails we would totally be bored to death. so yes go on, send in more insane emails.

what else.
books.
oh yeah. like i predicted, i finished these two.

sorry, tilt your heads please.

david sedaris- when you are engulfed in flame. despite how it looks it's really FUNNY okay. i kept snorting during the book. but then it's not worth it to buy, just borrow from me or get it from mph sale. he reminds me of neil humphrey with a more exciting life. i took 5 chapters to figure out he's a male, he's gay, and hugh is his boyfriend. yeah. it's funny, i'll recommend reading during office hours but then yeah dun spend 18 bucks getting it.

the time traveller's wife- IT'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

PLEASE GET IT. GET IT GET IT. IT'S A CLASSIC. IT'S WORTH KEEPING. i'm thinking of getting another copy because mine has creases down the spine (normally i dun mind but for some reason it's very obvious with this book's spine) and erm some stains because err eating and reading in the office while refreshing for emails really isn't very easy, esp if you are reading curry puff. hmm.

but yes, get it get it get it get it. it's about this guy who time travels. i know it sounds like the most over used subject ever but the narration makes it work. every chapter has a heading like "henry is 27, and 35. clare is 27" so either the 27 year old or 35 year old henry is time travelling.

i dun find it very depressing. i find it moving. it's basically an unbashful frank and open love story. one of the reasons i like this book is the guy and girl were made for each other from the start and they know it. so there's none of the usual bullshit of "hmmph, is it him? do i really want him? is it really him? but the other guy's good to me too..."

it's really good. i hope they make a movie on it and dun screw it up.

to quote a a comment at the back of the book, "it's utterly convincing"

read it=)

to mg and pris: just because i do not visit my blog so often during weekdays doesn't mean you guys can joyfully blemish my reputation okay.

to minghan: erm, mph sale is not coming anytime soon. just go borders and GET THE BOOKS. pay for them as i did! then i'll feel happy because somebody else feels the same pain. yeah

kenneth: results are out 6 march. and my pay is only out on 10 march it's sad pathetic and utterly depressing. so i have decided your present will be post-poned. too bad.

everyone else who feels the same no-life as i do, GET A LIFE. QUIT YOUR JOB. GO OUT IN THE SUN. THERE'S A SUN. MANY SUNS THESE DAYS! IGNORE MG. RAIN IS DEPRESSING.

ps: if you wanna go somewhere less crowded you can visit naomi at TCC at changi airport. i dunno why but she seems really miserable at her job.

pss: alternatively, you can be nice and have lunch with me every day 12-1pm at novena.

psss; alternatively alternatively, you can be very nice and buy me more books.

oh, here's the scribble of stuff i wrote on a very boring iras day.

" Mystery bores me. It chores me. I know what happens and so do you. It's the machinations that wheel us there that aggravate, perplex, interest, and astound me. There are many things to think of. There is much story." -Death

"Somewhere, far down, there was an itch in his heart, but he made it a point not to scratch it. He was afraid of what might come leaking out."

Grimly, she realized that clocks don't make a sound that even remotely resembles ticking, tocking. It was more the sound of a hammer, upside down, hacking methodically at the earth. It was the sound of a grave.

-the book thief

i have a feeling that if i watch michael buble sing "feeling good" any more times my mother would ask me what was going on with me.

but i really love it -.-
and my father's older-than-me-literally stereo set in the living room is power.
the only thing is, i have to watch everything with the constant feeling i'm being watched by my whole family.

and trust my mother and father to argue about pasar malam when andrea bocelli is singing "the prayer". walao, totally spoil the music.

and even when the world is in recession, there's still a waiting list of people waiting to learn piano.
when the world is in chaos, people turn to the arts

i fell asleep with the afternoon sun in my face.
it felt GREAT.
it's only once in a whole week i get to do that okay. most of the time i peeped thru the pathetic window at IRAS in the evening and was often dismayed to see that it's grey.

anyway i really feel that no one is going to turn into a musical genius in my hands.
and obviously xinyun feels the same way.
her cousins are SPOILT BRATS LAH there's no other words.
and she said she felt like just asking them to play and she'll just sit there and watch them
halfway thru my piano lesson with a particular "adorable" girl (the one who didn't get rhythm) i really really really had to suppress the urge to go to the toilet and stay there.

i'm serious.
she looked at me with those big brown eyes again
i think i'm going to have haunting dreams.

and there's this other girl who can't sit still. i was so afraid that the keys would be spoilt or the pedal would break apart cos she seems to think that's her foot stool.

bleagh.

but all in all it's really quite a good saturday job.

and, pls lah, i'm super gentle with them. i have an ang moh student whose mother said that i am very "dainty" and "gentle"
.. i almost puked.
but i WAS being very nice okay. i generally dun like to scold kids unless it's their attitude problems. if they dun get it, i'll just explain. and because i had teachers who were overboard with the you-are-so-dumb and you-are-never-going-to-get-it tactics. and i winded up terrified of the keys.

bad teachers.

cassandra aw on this guy called
kimi raikkonen

*cuddles* he looks like a cute alien

please excuse me while i try to scrub that image out of my brain.

[...cASsAndra!}} ~~~ http://caaasss.blogspot.com says:
i am not
[...cASsAndra!}} ~~~ http://caaasss.blogspot.com says:
he really looks like an alien in some pictures
[...cASsAndra!}} ~~~ http://caaasss.blogspot.com says:
a very beautiful alien with amazingly fair skin

......
shit.
now i can't ever get that image outta my head.

on this valentine's day, people, please note
CASSANDRA LIKES BEAUTIFUL ALIENS WITH AMAZINGLY FAIR SKIN.
(preferably aliens who only eat bread, rice, eggs and luncheon meat)

i shudder. shudder shudder.

cass is so distracting that i forgot what i wanted to blog abt again.

oh yeah, damnit ah, monday is a day away and i've ran out of things to read
=(
gotta make a trip to borders again

and i've decided.
when i get my REALL pay check, like a few thousand dollars in my first job. or when i strike the lottery or someone died and willed his inheritance to me because i gave him back his ez-link card,
i'll install a terrific sound system in my room.

the laptop system is.pathetic.

how can you appreciate a live band on a laptop. zzz
i can't even hear the bass properly. bleagh

okay okay
i feel like i'm talking to myself.

me and yiling are talking abt how the perm staff can't stand to see us have fun at work.
you noe i'm so afraid of turning into that certain shape at IRAS.
if you observe properly
you'll notice.
that people generally morph into a certain shape if they stay at IRAS for too long.
their muscles (actually more like fats) settle into certain positions and refuse to budge.
and their faces, due to lack of human interaction, also seem to sag into this perpetual i-hate-this-life frown.
i'm so afraid that i'm going to turn into this mould of cells that sit at my desk all day and only my fingers seem alive.
..generally people there look abit like margaret tan if they stay too long at IRAS (only margaret tan is funnier)

okay. long post. bye bye

it's amazing.
i'm NOT tired at all now. i was so super shagged last saturday after my piano classes.

i realized today.
that RHYTHM and BEATS are very abstract concepts.
for the first time in 18 years, it dawned on me exactly how difficult it is to explain this to someone.

the girl doesnt' understand rhythm. nor beats. i tot my rhythm was bad enough but at least i understood it well enough to realize it's bad.
hers? i have NO idea how to teach her what's WHAT'S rhythm.
am i supposed to take her hand and put it on my pulse and say "that's rhythm?"

........omggg~

i'm off to laze around and look at my window with the tiny slip of clouds and sky
actually it's almost worth working just because the weekends are so nice.

and mel, no one has forgotten you.hurry and post the bloody pics alr.

and felicia: what work are you doing?

to kenneth: YOUR BIRTHDAY IS GONNA FALL VERY NEAR As results! omg!!! no!!!

I talked to chris on msn yesterday and he had to bloody hell remind me results.
it's still a mth away lah hor. who cares. when i go to work on monday i'll prob clean forget abt it.

HOUSE isn't up yet! =(

i think it's a definite indication of how much people and animals miss the bloody sun when you see a woman bring her rabbit out to suntan

okayyy maybe suntan isn't the correct word.

but the rabbit was definitely looking very peaceful, nibbling at a blade of grass and surveying the school which was threatening to burst with weekend-maniac children.

some other things that i noticed as i ran around happily

@ there were several people walking their dogs. the adults dun look very excited. the dogs were escstatic.

@ i ran one round, and when i returned, the dog with the owner wasn't there. there was a neat pile of dog poo sitting politely at the side though. shame on them

@ the grass crispy green. they were shinning. they were reflecting sunlight. if i may exaggerate i would say they were radiating with joy. the blasted sun finally appeared.

@ there were no heavy clouds obscuring the light. there were streaks of light clouds across the sky and a burning ball that seems very happy

@ at 6.22pm, the ball was still shinning (i checked against my mp3 time)

@ at about 6.40pm the sky obediently dimmed. but the ball still struggled to shine. it's delightful to watch.

@ the field and the park were filled with people exercising and it stunk wonderfully of sweat, dog poo, and the grass.

@ there was a guy who climbed to the top of the basketball hoop. i think he's either mad or very determined to help his team score.

@ there were mothers who looked suspiciously at runners because she suspect that we aren't really running, we were just going to kidnap their children.

@ there were old aunties and uncles strolling along in a pace so slow i sometimes wonder why they dun fall asleep doing it.

iced water never tasted this good.

and having deserted my piano for a week. playing it was like......it's like hearing it new again.

which reminds me. there's piano class tml. bleagh. kids. oh no.

work is erm, not bad. i wasn't sleepy today cos
# i slept at 7pm yesterday
# i drank two cups of coffee, 1 cup of tea
# i was reading the book thief.
# i finally became smarter and saved two emails for after lunch

The Book Thief.
which extract shld i type here to convince you that it's good?

i didn't exactly seek out books abt jews, nazi, blacks vs whites..but lately i've been reading this kinda books
#obama
#mister pip
#the book thief.

anyway the book thief is abt a foster girl, her foster family, a jew, several germans, and a german boy who never got to kiss her.
i was so afraid i was just going to burst into tears there and then in the office.
and worse, i had to go to the toilet. but i wanted to know the ending so badly i held it in.
so there i was, rocking on nerves and pushed back tears, finishing the book

a realisation: at this rate i'll be able to finish abt 8 books in feb. i finished 2 in a week at iras.

pls read the book. it's quite thick, but it's simple enough to read; it's under teenage reads
and it's thick for a reason, you'll love all the characters and feel for all of them.
..except hitler of course.

it's really..shameful? regretable? that we know so little abt individuals who damaged the world so badly.
hitler. osama. what'shisname.
yeah, that being said, i still have no inclination to read thru a biography on them. maybe if someone actually made it into an interesting colored movie...................

back to the book thief.

maybe an extract will interest you.

(i just wanna say that narration has really come a long way since dicken's long drawn descriptions. i really dun think any modern writer can stand to spend half a page describing a tree)

written by death:
they say that war is death's best friend, but i must offer you a different poin of view on that one. to me, war is like the new boss who expects the impossible. he stands over your shoulder repeating one thing, incessantly. "Get it done, get it done." So you work harder. you get the job done. The boss, however, does not thank you. He asks for more.

First the colours.
Then the humans.
That's usually how i see things.
Or at least, how i try.

Here is a small fact
You are going to die.

I am in all truthfulness attempting to be cheerful about this whole topic, though most people find themselves hindered in believing me, no matter my protestations. Please, trust me. I most definitely can be cheerful.....
...Please, be calm, despite that previous threat. I am all bluster-
I am not violent. I am not malicious.
I am a result

the laptop feels foreign =(

that's how long since i've touched my laptop. and how long i spend each day infront of the IRAS comp which sadly, is INTRANET, not INTERNET, which explains why i can't blog during 8am to 5.30pm each day. if i could, you would have read a dozen posts.

my calves are getting bigger =(
but my stamina is improving bit by bit =) so i supposed that's a reasonable trade off.

anyway, to all who views my blog during office hours to entertain themselves for that precious 5 minutes, i'm sorry for not blogging. i think of blogging all the time. but as i've explained, the evil IRAS, in order to make sure that we reply our emails, allow us access to only ONE website.

http://www.iras.gov.sg/

yeah.

my life revolves around my work.
i slept at 8pm yesterday all the way to this morning 6am when i woke up naturally.
the first thought that came to my mind was "HUH AH, AGAIN AH?"
....like,HUH? WORK, AGAIN?!

here's my schedule for the day
6am wake up, shower
6.15 finish shower, go toilet, decide what to wear (hello, i haven't repeated any outfits till now, which is a feat)
6.30 stand in the kitchen and rummage thru fridge to see if there's any thing that's edible. boil water to drink coffee, it's essential for me in order to keep my eyes open for the next five hours.
6.45 go toilet do business. i have a healthy digestive system
7.15 leaves house in a hurry to catch the 7.20 train
7.50 reaches novena mrt station
7.55 or 7.59, depending on how fast i walk, reaches office. turns on comp, sign in

8am to 12pm
the conversation goes like this
8.01am
"HEY! i got green flags yeah!!!"
"I ALSO HAVE!! YEAH YEAH!!"
"oh my, so many junk mail, iras no fire wall de ah?"
(one of the junk mails we found was an invitation to celebrate valentine's day with a very suspicious sounding individual)

10am
"......still no green flag"
"i'm bored"
"i'm hungry"
"you wan breakfast? we getting breakfast"
me: "coffee~~ buy me coffee~" (the coffee is damn cheap, only 60 cents, and packs a punch cos they put a lot of sugar and coffee)

11am
"I WAN GREEEEEN FLAGGGG~~~"
*8 people sit infront of 8 comps, pressing F9 every few minutes to refresh our interface*
*peers over to where our supervisor Norhana sits, "what she doing ah?! where's our green flag!!"

some: "green flag!! green flag! yeah, can send out the emails le!!!"

11.59am
"LUNCH!!!"

1.10pm (i usually arrive late)
"huh? nothing new? no new emails?"
"got lah, got some green flags"
....

2 plus pm
"i finish le leh"
"me too"
"walao, no flags again, where is she??"
*norhana goes missing*

4pm
three of us chinese girls sat quietly reading our books. jie ling reads this really stupid book (she said so herself) about WAGs. i asked her what's WAGs. she said it stands for WIFES AND GIRLFRIENDS OF FOOTBALLERS.
...
rachel is reading ellicpse. i chose not to comment. i dunno her well enough to know if she'll kill me if i insult edward.
i'm reading MISTER PIP by LLOYD JONES. it's good, i'll elaborate later.

4.10pm
i finished MISTER PIP. jie ling finished WAGs.
we exchanged books.
she told me the book is stupid cos it's free.
the books lied on our table cos we're too tired to start another book

4.15pm
i banged on the tables of other people
"THERE'S NEW EMAILS! YEAH! SHE SORT INTO PEAK FOLDER 1 DAY LE! YEAH!!! WAKE UP WAKE UP! GOT NEW EMAILS!!!"
*everybody shakes themselves awake and snatches emails*
"hey!! who's doing wangahseng ah!!! who snatch away from me?!"
"not me! my wan all emailtemplate wan!"
"hey!! snatch from me again!! who's doing tanahbeng?!!!!"
*excited sniggers all around*

5pm
.....
zzz.
finish.

5.20pm
*everyone gets ready to shut down and log off*

promptly at 5.30pm
*strodes to Norhana table to sign out*
Norhana: wahhh you all ah, like VULTURES leh, i put the emails in only the next second everything is gone?!

tada.
so basically i feel like this person at the traffic light. only that the entire country seems to be made up of traffic juctions. without the bloody green flags i can't send out the emails cos Norhana needs to vet them to make sure we dun talk nonsense.
i'll try to write down an example of nonsensical reply. there's this guy in my group whose email are so..........one-liner that i'm pretty sure the taxpayer (see, i'm using formal language now, blame IRAS) will probably wanna bite him off.
some replies go like this (something like this)

"Dear Sir
Since you insist on wanting a form B1, we'll have to send it to you. Please confirm your mailing address"

"Dear Sir
you cannot claim for parent relief because your mother is below 55 years old"

but work IS fun.
i like replying emails.
it's sorta brainless after a while
i basically refer to the ones that Norhana has vetted and i have sent out and copy and paste and personalize it abit depending on the context.
lijie says this is cheating and i've observed that other people seem to really type out the email again.
but then i prefer to call this "working smart"
i have an easier time, Norhana vets it quicker so she can vet more emails, the taxpayer gets his reply faster.
everybody is happy, why not?

oh and i'm making this a long post so people like lijie who's so sociable that she cannot stand being at work alone can read longer.

i observed some really interesting people in the train this morning

firstly, along the stretch of khatib you'll rmb this ulu construction site within alot of trees after the reservoir?
and there's this sorta flyover thing
i saw a man doing tai ji underneath the flyover this morning.
i thought i was seeing things.
but there's no mistake, his hands were in a circular motion, with the tell tale downward flip of his wrist
and i saw a official tag hanging out of his front pocket. which means that he had purposefully strode out of his construction duties to do his morning tai ji.

it's very very scary to realize that people like him actually exist outside of hdb blocks and cliche channel 8 shows.

next is this woman who looks SCARED.
i'm sorry there's no other way to put it to you.
she has this perpetually scared look.
she peered up from her newspaper and her scared look scared me.
i turned my head immediately to look at the facing window to see what had scared her, but since we were in the tunnel there couldn't possibly be anything to scare her. maybe if it's lijie's pale ghostly reflection...
but since lijie wasn't there..
i think it was her eyebrows.
they were plucked in a weird way.
but something in her whole demeanor just made her emit this "i'm scared" air. she's quite a big person you know, not those people like yip or shuling.
but she just seems so SCARED.

anyway, apparently my upper lip is allergic to palmer's peppermint and chocolate lip balm whereas my lower lip isn't.
so now it's raw, abit like how it would feel after you kiss an urchin.

noooo
i haven't kissed an urchin.
where's you sense of humor? left it at the office?

oh man.
it's really not very hard the job. just that the hours suck. and i have no life.
shld i apply for leave alr? i shld right?
what else did i wanted to blog abt?

oh yessss
MISTER PIP.
it's a book abt the only white man on a black island who taught the black children charles dickens great expectations.
people in my class, dun worry, he didn't go into lengthy discussion abt the symbolism behind the stupid forge windows.
it is a very simple book, but it takes great expectations out of london england and put it into the context of a plain black girl named matilda.
it's really good.
when xinyun passed it to me my first reaction was "huh? you want me to read this in office? is it not enough that i'm officially the office snob 'the bloody smart and aloof one" alr?? you have to make me read such a literary book infront of them?!"

but it's really good.
and it's not hard to read AT ALL.
but it's got great depths. maybe if they chose to do this instead of great ex people like xinyun might actually finish the book.

here's an extract the i really liked. it's written by the white man's wife (they scribbled stuff on the walls of their daughter's room, she passed away later and the wife went mad)

(i extracted only some, these are lines that i like)

things that tell you where home is
Wherever memory sticks. That house window. That tree out front.
The easiness of strangers who ask, What do you know?
The holy quiet of a man who has lived for seventy-five years on the one island and has nothing left to say.

The history of the world
Step one. You need a lot of water-from above and below. The water of heaven fills the lakes and rivers. Now add equal amounts of darkness and daylight. While there is light the sun draws the water back up to restock heaven.

Step two. Man is created out of dust. At the end of his life he returns to dust. Restocking again.

Step three. The most important ingredient of all. Take a rib bone and create a woman to keep the man company, righteous, and fed. Add a spoonful of sugar for pleasure and bitter herbs for tears. There will be plenty of both, and the rest just follows on from here.

The entire book is filled with sentences like that. Sentences that aren't beautiful or even smooth and coherent but surprisingly sensible and filled with wisdom.

Matilda who wrote this book,

"I have tried to describe the events as they happened to me and my mum on the island. I have no tried to embellish. Everyone says the same thing of Dickens. They love his characters. Well, something has changed in me. As i have grown older I have fallen out of love with his characters. They are too loud; they are grotesques. But strip away their masks and you find what their creator understood about the human soul and all its suffering and vanity. When I told my father of my mum's death he broke down and wept. That is when i learned there is a place for embellishment after all. But it belongs to life- not to literature."

i dun agree with embellishment only belonging to life. but still, it's quite a thought-provoking sentence.

read it=)

i HAVE to say this.

when you've been watching michael buble sing live,
and you switch over to channel u campus superstar.
........
the difference is just -.-"
and the..what's his name, jarod? the cute little boy who sang ting hai. off tune like nobody's business.
but i think he's not bad though...at least he's cute. and i think if he sings songs that are nearer to his age he'll really be not bad.

OH. MY. GOD
this hui shi singing the gu dan bei ban qiu.
he sound worse than MR YONG LAH
how can xinyun stand to watch it man? she makes it a point to watch it every monday cos apparently she is very interested in people our age de.......
strange logic.
it's so bad that the scorpion king beats it. god

oh can you guys borrow michael buble and david foster dvd from me?
if you dun fall in love with him, or even admit it's a damn good performance, you've just plain made up your mind to not like the guy.
i'm so damn envious of people who are so great live. tsk.

anyway, work is fun, but i finished my emails so quickly that i ran out of things to do after lunch. and basically i sat infront of the computer refreshing every few minutes to see if my supervisor had vetted my emails, or if there are new and interesting emails.

wait, i've to digress. i know i'm being mean. but what's pan jia li wearing. the top part looks really good. then when your eyes travel down you'll see this pair..pasar malam bottoms paired with a pair of boots that belongs somewhere in artic.
....and i've decided. there's something wrong with the campus superstar's set. everybody sounds bad on it.

oh yes, about work.
MY COLLEAGUES OFFERED TO BUY ME COFFEE TODAY! SO THERE! *SCOFFS*
see!! i am perfectly capable of being amiable. HA.HA.HA
okay lah, i'm just being retarded.
oh and i got sooooooooo bored that i snuck out of office cos i coudn't fall asleep (the seats were uncomfortable) and no emails were coming in. i was SO BORED.

PORNSAK VERY BAD LEH. walao, mock jarod until like that. i've never seen an emcee that's so...well..frank -.-

that's all. i'm temporarily in love with michael buble.

OH! I FORGOT!!
THERE WAS A SUN TODAY! you had no idea how HAPPY i was when i was on the train and i saw the sun blazing away.
so i rushed home to run =)))

i feel marginally more human!

you know, i've heard of people who thinks that they dun deserve happiness
but i think the more accurate way of putting is,
i think that someone up there thinks that some of us dun deserve happiness.

i was so unhappy just now that i spent 70 bucks on retail therapy.

yeah.
the unhappiness was piano related, mostly how frustrated i felt cos i couldn't get over my stage fright despite so many previous experiences.
felt so much better talking to junru just now.

i supposed this is how "youth" feels like, the constant feeling of trying to better yourself and trying to attain what you want.
i wonder whether adults feel that way? or if they have lost that kind of...agitation in their monotonous lives.

sorry i sound so depressing. but you do notice that some adults live their lives like robots.

so anyway, i bought cleanser, so i dumped my old cleanser. i bought moisturizer, dump my old moisturizer. and some other stuff
i'm damn afraid that my skin will melt away because i dumped so many stuff on it.

but i can't help it. the IRAS office is really damn cold. i dun even have the comfort of human warmth like yiling's dept does, the 8 of us really don't emit much heat as a group.
so i found my lips chapped, skin peeling, and my whole biological system seems to be protesting against the environment.

AND.
i was so happy today because it appears that the sun was shinning
BUT DARK CLOUDS TRIUMPHED AGAIN!
i was doubly sad lah. i wanted to run off the frustration but then when i came home everything was dark and gloomy and crappy
you know my digestive system is like crap now, it always happens when i dun exercise regularly.
geez.

I MISS YOU KENNETH!
I MISS YOU XINYUN!
I KNOW THIS SOUNDS STUPID. but i kinda miss seeing you guys around

i hope xinyun bought something nice for me from bangkok.
if she doesn't, it's okay, i'll still love her=)

.....i sound really horny huh.

there's something wrong with me lah seriously. i'm perpetually tired and i dun sleep well even though i'm exhausted (i think i read somewhere this is a symptom of a incurable disease. hmmph)
and i have a throbbing headache that doesn't go away.
geeeeez.

and there's work tml! it's monday again! sian.
i hope hz and naomi comes novena to work. the more the merrier.

and i wonder what kind of weird emails i'll have to reply tml.
told you, my job is kinda fun=)

actually, i'm still very bothered by the fact that i have terrible stage fright.
i'll never be able to enjoy that moment on stage, because i'm so busy being stage frightened.
i dunno why i'm so nervous around people. and i always play like crap even though i usually play a gazillion times better during practise.
it's the feeling that you have always let yourself down
it sucks.

..oh well, that's youth. cos we still have expectations, so we'll still thrive to achieve them.
i really think that way.
and in a way i think we should cherish this kind of emotions?
cos when we are adults we might lose ourselves

there's something wrong with this latest episode of house.
it's like some producer was sick and they were too distracted to put it together.
it's the only episode of house that i found lacking, and that the plot was too unbelievable.
hmm.
but hugh laurie was great. as usual. and cute.

i'm waiting for my mother to go to sleep so i can watch michael buble's dvd in peace.
it's really irritating when you're watching jazz concert and your mother is nagging at the side. doesn't add to the ambience at all.

zz.
what a monotonous post.

it's weird.
when you dun try too hard, it's actually easier to find the link to make your fonts bigger -.-

something is wrong.

i have a weird ache in my right waist. and considering the fact that i didn't exercise at all yesterday, it's quite unexpected.
and the whole of yesterday and today i've been getting this jittery feeling.
it's so bad that i've forgone coffee.
like..okay this sounds cliche, like something bad is happening.

my mom just hollered "what are you doing now? you finish lunch dun need come out to help is it!"
my rationale is that i work 5.5 days a week. i think i deserve some me-time.

haven't decided whether i wanna go for the class gathering later. it's so far away at newton. and if i meet them i'll have to socialize. not exactly my favourite past time.

kenneth, stop blogging short posts. blog!!!
and i kinda miss you and xinyun. but xinyun is at bangkok, due to come back tonight.

and i'm still feeling jittery. it's a really bad feeling. the whole of last night i couldn't sleep properly, felt like a dog who has to keep an eye open even in sleep.

yeah. something's wrong.

and pris's post..amuses me, in the sense that it reminds me so much of my older posts.
seriously, i think if you browse my archive i have a lot of posts regarding the same topic, abt friendships that dun last, that prove too much to maintain, or aren't worth it..
and i'm amused cos i think i've gotten over it while she's still thinking about it.

damnit. it's really a bad feeling.

i'm nursing a headache=(

i went to take a nap and woke up with a headache instead. zzz. if i've known i might as well not nap.

anyway, IT'S OFFICIALLY THE WEEKEND. i only have like one and a half days free each week lah, it's horrible.
both days are filled this wk. i've made a silent promise to myself to go east coast as regularly as possible and take in more vitamin d (sunlight is d right? see, my biology is still intact) because being in the office for more than 10 hours per day just.....sucks.

for people who are tired of me being tired of my job
here's a refresher
I LIKE MY JOB=)
on friday we finally went to our own computers, got our own log on ids and tried to reply some emails
it's quite fun haha, warn anyone you know that emailing iras is not good because the people who reply are teenagers and young people who are totally not very sure abt tax law.
basically we refer to our notes, refer to our supervisor norhana who has to babysit us the whole way and then we draft our replies trying not to sound like we dunno anything.

it's quite fun=)
and dun worry, i do talk to my colleagues. once we start work there's plenty to talk abt.
most conversation goes this way

A: eh, what he talking about ah?? *points to very annoying email talking about something*
B: err, i dunno leh, you ask norhana?

C: *issues strangled sounds* i dunno what to tell him!!!!

D:*opens up an email that is like a whole page long* wad the hell!! what is this?!
E at his side: smirks* omg, you die, you die
D: eh..i put back in the folder can or not, wait for other people to do
Norhana: TRY LAH!~~~ aiyo

so there, plenty of conversation fillers. no problem. me yours truly have started to "bond" with colleagues. if such a term can be used.

so today, was my first piano teaching lesson..........
it was......
i'm ashamed to say.
VERY EASY.
-.-" you guys shld let your children learn something professionally in the future. i'm serious. you know it's very easy for me to teach beginners because ..well..it's easy.
but the tedious thing is that i'm doing it 5 hours straight lah.
like....looking at kindergarden books for five hours straight. you'll go a bit giddy nearing the end.
and furthermore, there's this new girl, five years old, TERRIBLY SHY.

i finally understood the expression "painfully shy" when i was with her
i was so afraid she's gonna burst into tears
she couldn't even count 1, 2, 3, 4 aloud for me you know!
i thought i was rather clear! so i said, very gently of course (dun smirk people) "you count aloud for me okay? just count 1, 2, 3, 4"
......and she looked at me, looked back at the book, and i swear i thought she was going to cry.

the thing is.
once she stepped out of the studio, she hugged her mother, and i asked her mother whether she was always so shy.

her mother said she's not, quite talkative actually.
...
so meaning i fierce lah?
but i smiled a lot and encouraged her a lot of times!! =(
and then the kid whispered something that sounded a lot like she was talking abt me to her mother, grinning all the way. and her mother laughed.

and then i have this absurd feeling that she was playing me.

yeah well.
other than that, it's a nice cushy job. no colleagues to mingle with except people who helped me at the counter
i have a studio to myself. and the pay is good.

so yes, pls ask ur kids to take up something professionally

i dropped by my teacher's studio cos one of the kids didn't turn up.
and i was so dismayed to see that the studio had been halved, renovation, and then the new piano is.....
..
..okay, at least it sounds good.
but it really is shit loh, the piano. and the studio was so cramped with the baby grand. i felt claustrophobic

i complained to my teacher saying that he's already surpassed all these. he doesn't teach kids -.-

irritating.
but he's very nice loh, today's lunar new year 14, and he still gave me an ang bao =)

when i came home i was....a wreck. seriously
and it's at times like this when i like my mother.
she took a few looks at me, noted my chapped lips, my bloodless complexion, my dark eye circles and told me that "you have to eat liang2 de, better sleep more"
and so i tried to nap
and like i mentioned, was awarded with a headache.

but when i woke there was SOUP=DDDDD
THERE IS SOUP!!!
i was so happy i tell you.
i've been eating toasted bread for morning breakfast cos there was nth else, and every night when i come home i'm too tired to go down to eat decent breakfast for the next morning.
and then for lunch i drink fruit juice, or soya milk, with bread and sushi or mr bean. like all so dry stuff, cos i was trying to save money on meals.

.....and for one whole week when i came home
there was only one dish

DUCK.

cos the previous week we had to prepare the food for tian gong see, so for one whole week after that we have to finish the food lah
so i ate duck for a week lah

and finally
today
THERE'S SOUP.

sniffs*

and the only good thing abt me being employed is that
my mother doesn't nag. cos i always come home looking like a zombie.

yeah.
happy weekend people

........
i really hate one thing this job means.

i hate it when i come home everyday and when i wanna practise my piano and my fingers are numb and mushy and strengthless.
you know how annoying it is.
it's not just annoying, it's plain fucking making me angry.

i feel like going running but i've alr eaten.

and now my parents are angry that my brother, being unemployed, still goes around cruising in the car.

i'm so annoyed alr. the whole world is revolving around jobs jobs jobs jobs jobs jobs.
i suddenly really really envy the NS guys. KENNETH YOU LUCKY BASTARD
i shld have just asked my brother to enlist forever.

i shld start sourcing for a job that works flexible hours but gives me high pay
because i seriously hate it when i dun see the sun at all for five days straight.
five years ago i wouldn't have believed i'm such a person but i really really miss the sun. i miss the glaring sun rays the humid sweaty weather that i used to curse at whenever we walked out of sch to the bus stop. i miss seeing BLUE SKY. nowadays i can't see any piece of blueness because it's just covered with a lot of clouds.

now my parents are quarreling about jobs again. abt how lazy my brother is.
my elbows are getting really rough cos of leaning too much on table top.
my training isn't very boring.
i did a three hour test today, calculating income tax and rebates and reliefs. not bad, though it was quite fun, like taking a sec 2 math paper.

where was i.
oh yes, i really really HATE it when i spend like 8 hours inside an aircon office which doesn't even admit sunlight, it doesn't have windows.
and when i get off work everyday, the first thought is to look at the sky but every single time it's foggy and grey and clouded and my hopes of having a proper run are dashed.
i'm freaking irritated.

and i quite sympathize with naomi. i think she's still unemployed but honestly i dun see anything wrong with that but she feels pressurized to get a job because all of us are taking up a job.
the whole world is abt jobs.
if you flip the pages of TODAY, it's about jobs.
step into the streets, everyone's talking abt jobs.
jobsjobsjobsjobsjobsjobs
i know that's the cruel reality that we all need to eat and stuff

but seriously it's depressing. some MP said today in some quote somewhere in TODAY, every single day every single media is reporting on the economic downturn, depressing us and depressing our spending power.

i really think this might be the reason why i dun wanna have family
just feed yourself, if you can't, then just starve to death.
friends are fine, you dun have much obligations with friends. you can always just turn off your hp.

it's been a while since i have had to get up early, sleep late (my own choice) and concentrate more than one hour at one go at some heavy topic.
it's tiring, but it's..fulfilling isn't the right word, let's just say i'm learning something.
i'm SO looking forward to the period where we'll be slammed with emails, apparently hundreds come in each day during the peak period and each of us are expected to return abt 60/70 emails. that's one in abt 8 minutes.
i can't wait.
no, i'm not kidding.
i really think the reason we're all so bloody ineffective is cos we spend most of the time waiting for people and we're too polite to scream at them to hurry up.
like today, i waited abt 45 minutes for trainer change. the guy left, and he gave us a break, and the next trainer didn't come in till 30 minutes later, then she said we'll have a break cos she thought we just ended. and people in my group happily took the break while i couldn't stand it anymore and sneaked out to phone yiling to complain

kao. i rather be slammed with work than asked me to waste away my time. even if i'm being paid. ESPECIALLY if i'm being paid.

and i dun understand why people can't just admit that learning stuff isn't that much of a chore and it's quite..challengingly fun. it's like admitting that you like classes ain't cool like that.

it seems like i'm always complaining since i took the job huh?
it's just that i need time to settle into the routine lah.
actually there are only two complains wad.
the fact that i dun get to see the sun and that when i get home i'm so tired that i can't play the piano properly.
i think my colleagues are nice people even though i dun quite talk to them.

my supervisor, this malay lady, is nice. she talks easily with us and she's quite young so she doesn't bore us.
she said that she's always sad when she bonds with the temp staff then they'll start to leave one by one months later.
i wanted to tell her,
that's how it is man.
just enjoy the working process. the human relationships, just let it be, naturally.

sometimes i feel like telling people, stop looking for fulfilling relationships and just do your job properly (in the case of my colleagues, start listening properly)

omg i'm a cynical bitch. i'm turning into one of those hotshot directors who can't be bothered to mingle with people and just stay in the office all day.

and i agree with mg. i miss sch. i really still hate the god forbid hours but i miss josef, i miss najib, i miss lectures, i miss trying to figure out what mr ho is talking abt and what the hell is std dv. i miss learning stuff, being test on them, and figuring out what i like and dun like. and i miss the freedom of being with a group of friends that understand when i just dun talk because at that moment i have nth much to say or i'm busy doing my stuff.

i think this job is going to be quite challenging. which is why i might end up liking it.
but at the same time

I REALLY MISS THE SUN.

anyone feels the same way??
I MISS BIKING WITH NAOMI=((((((

to mg: i do not not like brat pitt as benjamin button. i do! he's hot as a seventeen year old lah. (he starts to look pretty good when he hits 30 but erm, i bet he'll really hit it with the botox when he saw how he looks when he's around 70....)
but i just think he's not oscar-worthy (to quote today's movie review which i managed to read this morning before work)
yeah, that's the word, he's not oscar worthy. he did what's necessary for the character but erm....he doesn't bring anymore i guess.

to hz: yeah high five. it's not working life sucks. it's just that i find it pretty boring.

to cass: you are BUSY at work? oh my. what a refreshing tag. most people tell me they're paid for nth.

to all: WHY DOESN'T ANYONE APPRECIATE THE BEAUTIFUL COLOR OF MY TAGBOARD?

btw: i REALLY love wildflower by blake shelton..zzzz i think i'll have to wait for kenneth to book out on weekends before anyone appreciate it. hmmph

okay, today.
several relevations

# RELIEFS are actually quite interesting. even though the general agreement is that today's materials are heavier than yesterday's, i actually find today's stuff easier to absorb. cos it's mostly figures, maths, sums. and it's interesting to calculate the huge sum of relief you're entitled to if you become a sow and sell your figure to the government and give birth to 3/4/5/6/100 chidlren. yep

#novena is the most HORRIBLE place on earth. i dunno why najib wanna hold our gathering there. it's the most...HORRENDOUS place on earth. lemme explain why. as i sat today at mr bean's sipping my soya milk waiting for xinyun who happens to be late cos her train literally refused to move on the rails.....i observed the crowd. and novena is horrible because you get to see your whole boring life there.
1 first. you get born at tan tock seng (if you dun prefer the kk's)
2 you get educated (this part is not there)
3 you step out into the working world (represented by the hordes and hordes of working people with their ubiquitous IRAS passes)
4 you get sick and thus needs to go TTS. (represented by the pale looking, fun-lacking people who walk with a drag)
5 you don't get sick enough to die and begins the eternal struggle with the govt to wrestle taxes back into your pocket (TADA. IRAS.)
6 you get sick enough, you die. and suffers for a while by staying in TTS.

...........
SEE?
omg you have no idea how bored i was, how sickened i was to see like 200 IRAS people working pass me. omg.
the pencil skirts. the......meant-for-comfort-but-now-ugly shoes.
the long sleeved shirts that are in colors that i've never seen before except on googy substances like mustards.

........

anyway. today. work. or more accurately, studying
lijie kb and yiling, can you guys please tell me whether you learnt abt SOURCES OF INCOME, EXPENSES ALLOWABLE FOR DEDUCTION, RELIEFS, DONATIONS??
i just realized that the notes totaled nearly 60 pages.
it's like market structure all over.
okay, so i've officially labelled myself "the snob at work"
seriously, i've nth to say to them. not NOTHING of course, i can crap but what's the point.
and i've observed the various interesting dynamics at work. between pairs of people.
and i didn't say ANYTHING to them for the whole day until towards the end when the nice lecturer was trying to engage us.
the only time i spoke up was during classes when no one wants to volunteer the answers even though it's so bloody in the face.
and i've spoken to yiling abt this. and we've agreed that we're not being elitist. we just "think faster"
(okay fine, maybe a little)

like HONESTLY lah, some questions dun need to be asked!!!

on the plus side.
I SAID BYE TODAY TO THEM! oooh!
but that's abt all i said to them.

i dunno why i'm always in this kinda situation (okay lah fine i know, i'm anti social) where i dun seem to erm, bond with the group.
and unlike hz who erm stupidly had lunch with people she don't know while trying to lift the awkwardness by sms-ing us, i fully intend to have lunch alone.
for one thing, i dun hve to make conv. for another, i dun have to be polite and wait for them to decide what they wanna eat.
having lunch with lijie and people doesn't count. cos i noe them so well i can just pinch them and ask them to stop fussing over their choices and just eat something.
oh, i can insult them too with a straight face. obviously strangers dun take kindly to such insults.

but overall life REALLY isn't miserable.
i always feel like people think i make my own life so miserable.
but it really isn't you know. i am totally happy (but bored) listening to him talk abt reliefs incomes.
i dun look forward to work (unlike mg) but at least i dun hate it.
that's good!!
one of my resolution is to work happily at my job. erm, at least i've fulflilled part of it.
i'll wait awhile to bond with my colleagues lah.

oh i have to blog abt this
i had terrifying dreams last night
first i dreamt that all my teeth fell out, like they are wobbly, and yellow, and the gums are receding. and when i touch them they wobble they shake they omg, the dream was really terrifying. and the teeth were starting to shift into weird columns so that when i look into the mirror in the my dreams it looked like i had a mouthful of bloody dripping teeth like those images they put at the dentist to scare you off.

then when i woke. i briefly thought abt evon and weilun, evon cos i met her on the streets last week and weilun cos his birthday is coming up.
and then, what the hell do i dreamt abt?
i dreamt that we were back in Anderson.
and weilun tried to kill me by running me down in this truck.
and it exploded, and i protected myself by diving into a thick bush. (doesn't make sense but it's a dream)
and when i came out choking, i went back to the school, where strangely there's a mr najib checking pupils for wounds while looking like a model with his pressed shirt.
and there was huizhen who was again, strangely, scavenging for clothes amongst the mess. i rmb she held out this shiny silver shirt and asked me what i tot abt it, and i told her it looks like the one she's wearing.
.....
and then i rmb suddenly weilun turned up so i tried to hide backstage.
....................................

isn't it WEIRD?

pss: do not ever ever EVER believe xinyun when she tells you apple plus orange plus GINGER is very nice. she can sound very convincing. do not believe her.

i'm so sleepy that the posts of mg and pris are running together.
note: i'm sleepy, i'm not mentally tired.
know why?

cos i spent 8 hours in office today, on my butt, which i predict will grow in size in the near future due to the challenging work that i'll be assigned to, listening to people talk.

i think that's the most horrible job on earth. listening to people talk

and they're not even najib or josef. they're not even remotely funny.
and the topic isn't even remotely engaging like global warming, or sex education
I LISTENED TO TAXES.

no, more accurately, i spent the first two hours listening to a total of three individuals say the same things in different tones and voices
"IRAS has a lot of confidential information"
"you must not divulge that information"
"if not scary things will happen to you"

and then, i spent two hours, just waiting, waiting, waiting for people to sign their forms taking an oath that we'll all go to hell if we divulge information, and waiting waiting for things to happen.

i'm not working in the call center.
i'm working in this dept that erm, i think we'll do paper work, sort the taxes, and a lot of online stuff (submissions of tax forms online and emails stuff)
there's only 8 of us.
5 are non-chinese
the remaining 2 are friends.

and i told naomi that i'm going to turn into an anti-social snob.
not that i dun wanna talk to people, i talk fine when we're you know, in "lecture" and the lecturer quipped abt something, and i'll quipped abt something.
but i really can't go "okay, so, why are you working here? where were you from? when do you plan to quit?"
so yes i've turned into a snobbish snob
i think i snubbed someone today
he asked me whether i went lunch on my own.
so i said, "yeah"
.. den after a while i realized that was rather snubbish.
so i said "erm i met a friend"
and that was it.

so basically, we spent six hours in a meeting room named Tulip (i dun understand because the room was pink, not white, you shld at least match the name with the color) learning abt taxes
income tax
corporate tax
interests
dividends
bonuses.
hotel accomodation
rents
and many more.

i was so afraid that i was going to doze off. cos abt 20 minutes into it, i found myself rocking myself to sleep.
those who know me and sat near me in lectures shld know what i mean.
i sorta rock on my own chair unconsciously and after a few minutes i began to tune out what he's saying.

my "lecturer" is a nice guy though. he looks like a typical office worker (pale complexion, erm, gaunt actually, with a horrible jacket paired with a weird mud green top....) but he's nice.
and he kept trying to ask us whether we were sleepy or bored.
to which we had no answer cos it was rather obvious.
then we started asking him some questions and talk a bit to you know, try to wake up.
and somebody asked him how long he's been at this job.
i can't rmb his ans. quite long
den after which i asked him in a very sacarstic tone "how many times have you done this? *pokes offensively at the notes*"

and he said
"this is my first time actually."
to which i said something i couldn't believe i said to a person i barely know, my "supervisor" somemore
"good for you!"
..........
fortunately at that moment the room had exploded into this chatter abt something so he didn't really catch it.

..i KNOW.
how can i go around snubbing my supervisors right.
but i can't help it.

anyway, i'm really turning into an aloof bitch.
since i've been called Dao so many times i shld live up to it
i didnt say bye when i left. because erm, actually i was so surprised when the lift beeped and i realized i have reached level 1 that i had just abt enough time to slip out the doors before they closed on me.
so i didn't say bye.
and ...there's this woman abt 23? 22? jiu shi older than me de malay woman, she saw me at the traffic lights and she didn't say bye too. okay lah she was on the phone but she didn't even acknowledge me.

so see, it's not that i'm anti-social.
it's the way the world works.
and as i was saying to someone, i'll have DAYS, WEEKS, MONTHS with them, there's no need to hurry into bonding.

and luckily for me, our work stations are like in this parallel lines, so i'll just choose the one at the corner.

oh interesteing fact.
IRAS has MUAY THAI in their recreational area.
MUAY THAI.
i snorted when i saw it.
like seriously?
karate or what's that thing, orh, taekwondo wouldn't have been so surprising
but MUAY THAI?
........
are they training killers there or something?
"pay your taxes or else~ *jabs super sharp elbow into the back of your skull*"
............
MUAY THAI.

...maybe they'll actually start selling thai food there.
i hope this post is long enough for you all to read at work.
because i'll be busy trying to keep myself awake tml and i can't go away to blog.
we're learning about RELIEFS tml.
great.
..well, at least i wun be as blur as you all when i fill out my tax form in a few years' time.

oh oh!!!!
i almost forgot!
mg blogged an entry abt the different personalities you'll see on the train in peak hrs.
i spotted another one today
MISS CHEAPSKATE.
i'm sorry, she's really miss cheapskate.
there's not a single thing from head to toe that didn't scream CHEAPSKATE! SALE! at you when you look at her.
and that's including her hair cut
dun ask me why, it's not particularly bad, but you'll know it's like those 10 dollar cut and go shop.
and there's nth wrong with cheapskate
except that she was wearing like skyblue top, with a mustard colored skirt.
.....
with a pair of milk-gone-bad colored shoes, those pointy shoes? the thing is, the pointy thing has weird knobs at its pointy end. i swear i've never seen pointy shoes looked so weird.
it's like...
oh i know, i know the descriptive word for it.
LIKE THE MILKY SHOEs HAD GROWN TUMOURS AND GONE BAD.

.......
okay that's mean. but seriously, at 8 in the morning what else do you want me to observe besides people

and there's this other guy i was very impressed with
he was watching CSI on his hp, plugged in.
and he managed to stay balanced while his eyes stayed glued to the screen.
really impressed with him.

AND! it's been so long that i woke up at 7 and took a bath that i've forgotten how cold it is.
i woke up this morning
and i thought "..where's the sun?!"
there was no sun! there were only foggy grim clouds with weak rays trying to poke thru them
so i went to bathe.
and i came out shivering.
...
i was really shivering okay. even though the heater was on full.

but oh well.
the job gives me something to blog abt. see, this is such a long post
and it's only when you're not at home you'll realize how much information you can absorb in one day.
at home, in one day, all i do is to..erm, slack, allow some brain cells to die, and watch some shows to corrupt myself further.
and the job is super near my house too. yep

OH
MY PAY IS ONLY 6.50 because unlike people like lijie and yiling and kb who deals with weird indian callers, i only deal with them thru the safe barrier of the internet. so apparently this makes me less deserving of money. i have no idea why. especially when they dun even give accurate information anyway (dun fake hor, everytime my mother call such hotlines they give her shit, den she'll give me shit, so i know)

..off to sleep
ps: it's only 7
CRAP! I NEED TO PRAC PIANO =(((

btw:
I LIKE MY TAGBOARD COLOR! IT'S LIKE MILKY CHOCOLATE, LIKE..LIKE..THE ..WHAT PULOT HITAM? HOW DO YOU SPELL IT?
I LIKE IT=))