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Sunday, November 29, 2009

I feel happy for others when they spend money

Ha ha, it is very true literally.

Went shopping Miss Kim last Saturday, she got herself a pretty lacy dress and a pair of pretty shoes. The dress was really very pretty and I found a matchy lacy shoes, but Miss Kim scared it would be lace-overdose, so she got herself a the crocodile print black/white heels instead, which matched almost everything. I myself was tempted to buy the croc heels, but I didn't succumb to the temptation of getting a totally want-shoe, so I stuck to looking for my white heels to match my dress to wear for the coming cousin's wedding, which I did. I also finally found a pair of aviator sunglasses (my first pair) which doesn't hang being stuck on my fat face. The thing is, I cannot smile too brightly else the sunglasses will be dangling off the nose. If only I had a sharper nose. =( Miss Kim was amused when I wore it and chanting "Eh! I really like this very much leh!"

Under Jia's sai nai plea, I went shopping with her at Northpoint, to my utmost displeasure. I was really ungroom to the max, but since it was within 1km distance, fine lor, go shopping. Jia whacked a grand total of $300 on 1 dress, 1 top (I picked one!), 1 crop jacket, 1 pair of shoes and 2 bras (which took the SA 15 mins and searched the whole shop for her, lol). When she was trying the dress, she tried to visualize how she looked like when matched with a cardigan (dress was sleeveless), which totally did no respect for the dress as it has a very unique front. So I grabbed both the sides of the cardigan and dragged it to her back so that it looked like a shrug, and voila, it looked amazingly good. I am so proud of myself. I really should work as a personal shopper leh! Then when she was trying out the crop jacket, she threw her stuff all on me like I'm a maid leh... well, it amused the SA lor, coz my face was totally sibeh chao. Anyway, I just need to accumulate another $112 then I can become member already.

Well, after shopping consecutively on 2 weekends, somehow it depleted my shopping energy, that I was totally in no mood to shop today. Went to a private sale at Woodlands, but then hor, I don't enjoy as there was a lot of people, they all knew each other so I felt a bit left out, and it was a little hot and stuffy. Rather buy them through online where at least there was an element of surprise expectation. Shall leave this to another blog of how I really feel.

I went Causeway point later, saw the lacy heels again and I was tempted to buy it myself, as it seemed to match one my top which I just bought (waiting for it to arrive, from F21.) But then I think I want to KIV first lah. Went to cut my hair instead, as I was fed up with it already. Got myself a bang fringe, and the new haircut made me felt very recharged. =) And also felt like dressing up again -> totally sianz to do makeup for work last week.

Been wearing those comfy old polo tees and neglected those nice tops that I bought, must really packed old clothes to one corner liao, else those clothes I bought will never get a chance to see daylight, just the back of my wardrobe.

After writing all these, shopping mood is back. Ha ha.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Good Samaritan or Sabohritan?

In my company, there is this weird culture of not pressing the lift for others. Not that we engineers are a bunch of jerks, it is just the culture, it is more of "monkey see monkey do". So today, while I was waiting for the lift, I reminded myself that I must press the "door open" button so that people can stream in without getting kiap by the lift door.

There weren't a lot of us, just me and 3 other guys waiting for the door. So, I was the first one to get inside, so I pressed the button to keep the door open. But very soon, the door was closing and the guy was halfway in only, then I quickly hit the button a few more times, but the door was adamant on closing, but luckily, the guy had already hopped in.

So while the lift was traveling up, as per usual, we all looked at the ground, looked the door, looked at the posters. There was a manager from my unit but we didn't greet each other anyway. So as I stoned looking at the buttons, I realised, I had been pressing at the "door closed" button.

No wonder the door closed so fast.

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Jamie got lucky!

She found $1, got a $15 cheque from the Flame of the Forest publishing coz they picked her story (which Jia and me edited a thousand times and still not happy with it coz it was too plagarize but she won anyway) and she managed to squeeze into upper EM2, which really took out burden off. Her class focus more on Maths and Science coz their English too powerful already. Apparently due to her distinction in English New South Wales paper.

Heng ah.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Baby Arm Floats

I went for my breast-stroke swimming lesson earlier. After swimming almost 20 laps, I was kpkb how my arms were aching yet I'm dying to tone them.

There was this other lady, somehow misheard it and thought I said I wanted to put baby arm floats so that my arms wouldn't ache.

"No lah, my floats are natual one!", I replied, raise my arms and shook the "floats".

Monday, November 09, 2009

No money no problem or no money sure got problem?

Got news that a cousin a year my junior is getting married.

She an N' level grad, works as cashier. Her partner is a car mechanic.

This got me thinking.

I noticed (well, actually the govt did the stats too) that people with higher qualifications married at later age. It's like the more papers you have, the later you marry.

My theory is, because we used the time to study instead of pak tor, so we ended up dating later. So more papers qualification = more time spent = less time for dates.

Then, when you have higher qualifications, you have higher expectations, and this applies so exceptionally true for women. Maybe only 20% of the females I know don't have such criteria.

Another thought, we always felt that we need money to get marry, we need even more money for marriage life, worse if you have kids. My colleagues and I did some assumptions calculations, if we really scrimp, $3000 seems to be enough, but then is better if there's double income lah, more elastic when it comes to financial planning.

So, back to my cousin, I think their incomes add up to <$3000, so, what prompted them to marry? Why do they want to marry? The first image that came to my mind when I knew she's getting married was a scene of a mother nagging at the father of his low income while 3 kids are wailing on the floor. Heck, I don't even visualising romance at their proposal.

Kaoz, spinster thoughts at work again.

Anyway, I think higher qualification grads are planning too far ahead, assuming the problems that had yet to be real, and hence throwing away potential chances at their own love life. Well, it can't be helped, the higher education taught us to assume, plan ahead and avoid mistakes.

But for lower education, mistakes are meant to be learnt, so it's alright to make them. And thinking far ahead has never been their way of life, I mean, to put it bluntly, "I am only O'level grad, what can I do, at most cashier all my life". It's like they think in present tense only.

Seriously sometimes I think education screwed us badly, and backfire on gahmen's plan on more elites in the future. You know, more degree holders get married = more brainier kids? I see more divorce rates and angsty kids.

Friday, November 06, 2009

Real work makes me sick

Literally.

I was tasked to do a small web system for our internal project team. So today I was looking at the code and deciding how I wanted to do it.

I had to view the code in Notepad, which really strained my eyes. Tried to rest my eyes, but to no avail.

At knocking off time, my coordinators asked if I was ready to go with them. When I looked up from the computer screen, and told them to wait for me to pack my bag, both of them went, "Alamak, why you looked so pale!"

FYI, I hardly looked pale, even when I was very sick. So if I'm pale, this kinda implied that I was really tired out by my task.

But then, I am happy that I got some real thing to do, and "bad thoughts" just stay away.

NC16, M18, R21

The conversation between me and my colleagues has gone from PG, to M18 and recently R21. Boredom really drives us nuts.

Case #1: M18
So, we were having our lunch and 2 colleagues ate extra much than usual, we teased them about having second puberty. Then, Colleague A started asking whether our breasts hurt during that period, and all of us went stunned for a moment and started laughing.

“You mean guy or girl?” someone asked. (Can’t remember was it me or the others who asked)

Colleague A: “Guy. One of sec school mate had breast pain, and we loved pushing and thumping him on his chest.”

At this point, I was secretly thinking, he was the one but he used a classmate as shield. Maybe the others were secretly thinking like this too. LOL.

Anyway, we started engaging in a debate on how guy can feel pain there, but Colleague B mentioned that it was possible for men to have breast cancer, why not breast pain blah blah blah the anatomy of guy’s chest.

Then, Colleague C burst out saying to Colleague A, “Eh, later we must go toilet take off your clothes and check liao.”

Wah ha ha.

*We googled, and quote from ehow.com: Nearly all girls and some boys experience breast pain during puberty

Case#2: R21
Colleague S bought a bunch of bananas after lunch and asked if we want some. Those naughty ones started teasing, "Your banana, don't want lah. Too dark liao." LOL, S is very dark. Anyway, they started joking about the length of the bananas, and then somehow it lead to the "action". So I spontaneously grabbed one, and did the "action". All of them stunned, then burst out laughing, coz it was so unlike me to do such kind of acts, but they thought it was hilarious. After all the laughing, Colleague M pointed out to me that I got the anatomy wrong. Confused, I asked how wrong. Oh, turned out that I "grabbed" the wrong way round, and hence, instead of moving up and down from the top, I was doing it from the bottom.

"Paiseh lah, aku no experience. Learn from online, didn't observe carefully."

Monday, November 02, 2009

Felt like an idiot

You know, those colorful file dividers that comes with a content page? Well, I never used the content page, preferring to write it on the tab itself.

And so today, I was tasked to do some filing, using the dividers. My instinct was to write the labels on the tab, but I realized I was to use the labeling machine and paste them in the content page. So I only wrote one wrong tab, and then waiting for further instructions from the person.

This person, saw my writing on the tab, immediately showed disdain and chided, "Why you write there? Use the machine!"

"I know..." I replied, nonchalantly.

"Secondary school got do before what, you dunno meh? You print the label, then paste them"

TNND, secondary school I used to write in on the tab, coz the content page not enough and it was far less efficient. It was much faster for me to search by browsing the tabs, nothing wrong what. Why must he sound like he's teaching a primary school kid how to do filing?

If I wasn't the only female (newbie) left in the office, I wouldn't be doing this. The trend had always been the slim girls' work. Well, I'm not complaining that I didn't get to do the sai kang that time, what I meant is I'm doing the sai kang now coz no more girls.

Bloody hell.