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i wanted to put up a pretty long post with a lot of updates and photos. but then my photo servers kept having problems. can’t be bothered now.

i shall skip that post.

i thought i wouldn’t have time to blog today, but boredom drove me here. doing some report compilation and it’s bloody boring. it wasn’t as bad when i could follow through some members’ sections.

but there’s this woman (previously known as the project bitch, but since she’s slightly more tolarable this time i shall be more polite) whose report is totally incoherent.

totally.

and she blatently exceeded the page limit by more than a page. and she had the cheek to tell everyone to keep to their page limits during the latest discussion.

and she sent me her section later without informing me or offering any explanations. and she sent me a bloody long email along with her report to tell me of insignificant issues.

sometimes i wish she would just disappear from the face of the earth. yah i’m biased, but then she is in the wrong. at least i was very diplomatic towards her during the last discussion.

somehow i think this diplomacy is ending soon.

hmm read that jc promos are here for the jc people and here’s wishing you folks good luck *exclamation mark*

it reminded me that i haven’t passed my promos yet. i’ve never passed my year 1 and has somehow managed to get promoted to year 2 and even passed my ‘a’ levels, getting into university.

i am very thankful for these loopholes.

i’ve come to realise this nugget of wisdom.

thank goodness my parents will be back tomorrow, cos i’m running out of shorts to wear at home, the house is getting dirty, the plants which my mum have entrusted to me are all turning yellowish brown despite my efforts to keep them hydrated. i even watered the plants and swept the yard at the unearthly hour of 10pm just now cos i felt guilty for the wrinkled and brittle looking leaves.

and parents are good when your neighbour invites you to a wedding dinner.

i was the victim last night, attending the wedding dinner when i haven’t even seen the neighbour-bride before, neither have i seen the father of the bride nor the sisters of the bride. i guess they haven’t seen me before, cos when i handed the angpao to the father of the bride and congratulated him, he looked ultimately confused.

and i got to sit with a couplr of irritating neighbours. there was one with a hell lot of animals in his house, the birds being the particularly irritating of the lot cos they make a freaking lot of noise throughout the day. FREAKING loud and noisy birds. and the owners are damn bloody inconsiderate. the kind who parks in the middle of the road cos his gate broke down and expect other drivers to make u-turns. the kind who asks you not to park outside your own house cos they find it hard to move their car, when the road is bloody wide.

then the other neighbour who lives opposite me have two very very noisy dogs. who barks at everyone, stranger or not, everyday, rain or shine. in the middle of the night, in the day. and half and hour after i sat down at the table, mrs-noisy-dogs couldn’t hold a question in her anymore. she was staring at me throughout the half an hour. so she finally asked me in a very uncertain tone…..”you live…..oppposite me right?”

wah lau eh, i’ve already moved here for 4 years, and this is the kind of question she asks me.

lucky there were other nice neighbours at the same table, one who has 2 pet iguanas, hunted for wild boars in singapore (yes, wild boars in singapore) and an assortment of animal stories. and another neighbour family who gave me a ride there and back and chatted with me throughout the dinner.

during the dinner, something disgraceful happened to me though. i have every reason to believe i’ve got influenced by fengyi’s suay-ness.

they had this emcee who went around with a live videoman interviewing guests and asking the guests to offer their congratulations and blessings to the newly-wed couple. it was all live, shown on the screen on stage. then they approached our next table, where the emcee requested the uncle to speak in mandarin. the uncle rambled a chant of four-word phrases reserved for wedding blessings. i commented to my neighbour sitting next to me, “wah, he used up all the nice phrases liao. the next person how?”

then the emcee started looking for the next victim. and suddenly he sood behind me speaking into the mic, “xiao-jie, what about you?!” i tried to remain oblivious since theoretically i could pretend not to see him. the whole table was amused and they chorused “xiao-jie, he’s referring to you leh!”

wah liao eh. middle-aged neighbours also can bao-dou innocent young ladies like me.

so i had to turn around and answer his questions. which included, “do you speak hokkien” (a bit.)

“so how about blessing the couple with a few words in hokkien?”

man! my hokkien is limited to everyday conversation and chinese new year greetings lor. no one taught me how to bless new couples in hokkien. lucky the wild-boar uncle at my table very friendly. he started speaking some phrases and i gleefully told the emcee (and everyone else at the dinner) that the uncle can do it better than me.

weiwei said i should have replied the emcee, “diao simi diao? beh sio pa ah?!”
lol. cannot lah, so many people watching, how can behave like ah lian?

disgraceful. i should go learn new hokkien phrases liao.

life sucks, having to deal with all kinds of people here and there, whether i like it or not. gotta lie, gotta ask myself why, gotta tell them why this happens.

tried to build a barrier around me against some, but the barrier isn’t helping. i’m still feeling miserable.

had yummy ikea dinner with the notorious gesticulating one (quote: wenling) yesterday after failing to attend her birthday party. and she insisted that it was only when she talks to us that she becomes full of hand actions again (at one point, she even put her hands behind her ears with her head craning forward, adding spice and flavour to the very simple phrase, “i cannot hear”).

she claims that she’s more “serious and mature” when talking to her school friends, which does not include me anymore. i wonder what she means by “more serious and mature”. i very immature meh?

she also accused me of tricking her into buying dessert, the lovely triple layer chocolate cake. then she accused me of not eating my potatoes. wah, she kept accusing me. but that was in between her begging me to let her treat me to the dinner. after the dinner which i instisted on paying for myself, she begged to buy me biscuits which i was intending to buy at first.

this gal very strange……but still, it’s quite good having dinner with her cos she talks veryveryveryfast.

sofastthaticouldn’tcatchwhatshewastryingtosay.

but i was glad that she likes green, cos the gu niang bag we bought her was in a shade of green. i was convinced she likes green cos she was carrying a green bag too. not many people carry green bags. but the traitor didn’t turn up in her birthday dress, despite my numerous requests. all i wanted to was to see if it went with the shawl we got for her.

also went for two rounds of shopping at the very happening ikea, the first round by myself to buy some storage stuff for my previously-very-disorganised-room. the second round to check out the stuff with the gesticulating one, who ended up buying ONE pink cushion for her valentine.

ikea stuff IS filmsy, but it functions well enough. and low costs are the priority here. beggars can’t be choosers.

(post-edit: someone asked me why i labelled my friend a beggar just because she bought a cushion. I MEAN MYSELF LAH!!! i was referring to the shoe racks and cardboard boxes i bought lah!! wah liao i wouldn’t insult my friends like that lor!!)

the gesticulating one i’m referring to would be the one with ah-lian hair nowadays, the one who walked into a fire extinguisher (haha), the one who did many unglam things, the one who dropped chem like me, the one whose name is yunqi. she’s gonna kill me if she sees all these stuff cos well, they’re unglam stuff and she got the mature enginner image she gotta keep up with.

i think it’s easy to tell if i’m feeling bored or if i’m trying to kill myself by rushing myself to do work. cos when my bored, i give a boring, detailed account of everything happening in a day, including stuff like i had kang kong stuck between my front teeth after lunch at 1pm. and i have the time to add colours to my entries.

i’m just a little bored from all the sun tzu stuff, looking for services marketing articles and answering all kinds of calls in between.

there were elderly people calling my mum without knowing of her having escaped to china to avoid all the household chores, and i had to patiently explain to them no, she’s not at the market (i don’t know why they always assume she’s at the market whenever she’s not around at home, even if they call in the late afternoon) and she’ll only be back next week. and yes, i’m alive and kicking, i managed to feed myself, i wouldn’t open doors for strangers and yah, my brother and sister does return home at night so i’m not alone. this is what i call a long grandmother story.

but ok lah. they’re just concerned about me. just like the weiwei who sms-es me everyday to make sure i eat and breathe.

then there was the citibank telemarketer who tried to track down my dad. that would be gina with a sweet voice and not having records of my dad’s mobile number. she thinks she’s gonna get him at the house number after next week? ha. i tried to help her by asking her what she wanted (oh no, pm lee says cannot say “what do you want?”) but she said it’s nothing urgent. ok lor, don’t say i didn’t try to warn you and offer you help. happy calling.

and there was my tuition kid’s mum who called me five times today. five times leh. she’s breaking all the records for fickle minded parents. five times to change the tuition time which was originally at 1pm, changed to 4.30pm, then changed to a double session starting from 1pm, then for the time being, it’s set at 9am. i’m really curious to see if she’ll change it again.

dinner-tuition-grocery-shopping-time.

wahaha yes when i’m driven to desperation i can cook. now that i’m all alone (sigh) at home with the parents far far away in china, the siblings far far away at work, i’m left to feed myself.

being the genius i am, i still managed to cook some broccoli and mushrooms, drunken prawns and chicken nuggets. thank god the rice wasn’t a flop or i’ll be a hungry one tonight.

i have gone from slacker to hardworking maid in one day. cleaning the room and the house, watering the plants, sweeping the yard, cooking, sunning the laundry…..gosh, what’s next?

’tis tiring having to do the household chores.

next time must get domestic help.

i decided the old banner top was ugly.

so tadah*exclamation mark*

i still don’t have any creative juices flowing in my brain. so it’s back to the commonly seen stars. happens that i do like stars anyway. never mind, this is temporary, for maybe 2 months before i can sit down and play with the template.

after a “misunderstanding” with tag-board, thinking that it was unreliable, i’ve gone back to it. well, flooble is waaaaay more unreliable. not to mention the ads were hideous too.

while i was working on the template, i saw my neighbour dancing to blasting music. in front of the open window. he didn’t look that good either. thank god he’s in army, so he’s only boogie-ing around on weekends.

the interesting thing is, whenever he’s back, his wardrobe doors are forever open and for some unknown reasons, he’s always standing in front of it changing, stripping (to the waist only, thankfully) and parading around.

ego man. in case you are wondering, i don’t have a special interest in him. it’s just that his window lies in a convenient path of vision and i’m always bored with schoolwork. i wish there is a hunk living in that room though.

my new lecturer for strategic management renders me speechless, which is no easy task.

first of all, he stayed seated throughout the whole two-hour lecture, starting 20 minutes late and ending half an hour early. it was as if his pants were torn and he didn’t want anyone to see what he was wearing (or not wearing, who knows?) underneath.

then while he was seated in front of the lecturer’s desktop, he had his elbows propped against the table, looking exactly like a newscaster. from time to time he would lean forward and look straight at the space in front of him, making him look more and more like a newscaster. to prove the hypothesis, he even had a script in front of him. and he was flipping through the script while reading to us from the neat pile of paper. newscaster aura.

since i’m so kaypoh i did a google search on him. no leh, he’s not an ex-newscaster. but it seems that he’s damn intellectual, wrote so many papers. so underneath the script-reading-ass-stuck-to-the-comfy-chair mask of a lecturer, he’s actually an intelligent guy i think. too bad for everyone, he got an amusing accent too. he’s some caucasian from dunno where. in addition to this communication barrier, he makes no effort to interact with us, not even through his tone, which was monotonous, monotonous, monotonous.

the only trace of evidence he wants a live audience in his lecture, and not a video camera, is the fact that there’s many blanks in his lecture notes for us to fill up. scheming guy, he knows we will zao class if he doesn’t do this. never mind, we got good connections who will always attend class, newscaster lecturers or not.

lecturers like that make me appreciate the few good ones a lot more.

fridays end at 1230pm from now onwards.

my faithful, reliable, always-there-for-me-wawameow has gone missing.

where is it???

it’s been a busy week since last wednesday. all thanks to school again. had a presentation on last friday, this monday and tuesday. this is enough to kill. i wanna go retail therapy after this week. before i dive into another tornado rush season after the term break.

friday’s presentation was a big rush. and monday’s one was a joke. we smoked here and there cos of the insufficient information given to us and it was only during the presentation itself that i realised i had to cover another section. but it wasn’t too bad.

and having to work with an ultimate bitch with the tuesday presentation group didn’t make it easier. i swear i’m gonna do the compiling of slides and reports for the next round of presentation. see who’s the more stubborn one. tamade, she dare to bully my friend i’ll make sure she has a hard time dealing with me. cannot stand arrogant bitches like that.

i rushed down to comex last saturday and it was crazy. i think half the island population was hanging out at suntec, with comex and the world food fair. the overhead bridge from citylink to suntec was so damn bloody crowded there was a jam which wasn’t moving for the entire five minutes i stood there before i gave up and walked the long way.

and now that so many things are over, the term breaks’ next week, i shall rest. had a break time sleeping since yesterday. and i shall continue to sleep more.

yawn.

you can’t blame me for behaving this way. i don’t have a delete button in my brain. i can’t forget things that easily. and i’m one who bear grudges for a hell of a long time, no matter who you are. i have got to protect myself from being hurt badly again, don’t i?

to mark the longest msn conversation i ever had with my aussie bro. over unpaid bills and cameras-to-be.

wah, made me so tired i gotta go sleep soon.

nah, juz kidding. it’s been a pretty long day since tuition at 11am, then went to school to clear my work, till 6pm and tuition at 7pm. gosh, and i haven’t even cleared half my work. got a presentation tomorrow and i’m dreading it cos there’s lots of preparations tonight. sigh.

anyway, i got the 4th box of ferrero rochers (got spelling error or not?) which i’m developing a phobia for. i used to crave for it when i was a kid cos my parents don’t believe in junk food and candies. so a choc was a once-in-a-blue-moon treat. now that everyone buys ferrero for each other on all occasions, i think it sucks. plus there’s lots of better chocs around.

but then again, i appreciate today’s chocs. cos it’s from my tuition kid!! hahaha. he gruffly handed it to me with a “goodmorningteacherthisisforyouhappyteacher’sday” i thought he kana forced by his mum to give it to me. but his mum told me he was the one who insisted on buying it. lol. got cute winnie-the-pooh wrapping paper some more. awwwwww.

back to work. but then i’m so worried that i will oversleep tomorrow and miss the presentation. if i do i might as well skip the paper and flunk the module. die lah, should i just work overnight?