Satay celup?

My throat is killing me! Have been having a sore throat since Monday and it's not healing. My phlegm and nose mucus *grossss hahaha* are cendol green, that means I have an infection.

Being sick really kills the mood. Have no 'umph' for everything. I went for the Isetan pre sale with Jin yesterday, but guess what? I didn't have the enthusiasm to shop. Don't know if I spoilt the mood for Jin or not. Sorry woman. I felt lazy and tired when I got home, but still went for a Melbourne shuffle session. Feeling really lazy right now too, so I'll leave the talking to the pictures once again.


Had another makan makan session in the office today. This time we had satay sauce mix with noodles. Kangkung, tomatoes, zucchinis, fish balls, crabstick, mushrooms, tofu and eggs as side dishes. We all wanted to do something like the Satay celup in Malacca. *yum yum*


The leftovers.


Some of the guys from the shuffling session. L-R: Didn't get his name, Wei Siang, Aaron, Zhong.


We girls. L-R: Sarah, Elaine, Me.


Have no idea what to do tonight. I'm sick and cash deprived, but I don't feel like stay at home. Anyone up for a chillout session?

discriminated for being young

Something that happened in the office irritated and ticked me off today. It was one of my colleague’s birthday today. I’m some sort close to her. Her team leader (D) came down to my cubicle and asked what was installed for her celebration and all. Another topic that came up was everyone else’s birthday. D later asked our team’s secretary (H) to email all of our birthdays to her for keep sake. Well, H emailed all the whole team all of our birthdays. Day, Month and the Year we are all born.

Yes, as expected, I was the youngest of them all.

I don’t mind being the youngest, but sometimes I just feel like I’m treated differently because of that. Young, inexperience, fresh graduate and my first job. I’m always the “Eh Chian is the youngest what” “Aiyor, you cut your hair, macam budak kecil” “Eh you look like a school kid with your bag pack on”. Am\Was I annoyed with these statements? No definitely not. I mean these are all just jokes or comments. And I actually do agree with them sometimes.

Today was different though. I don’t know what ticked me. The team was circulating an email about ‘How to please a woman’ that contained 101 list of things that men should do to be that perfect man. There were comments from a few people and one my colleagues (S) commented “But you have to remember Men are microwaves and females are slow cooker”. Knowing S’s character, everything from S’s mouth are dirty jokes. So I thought of something sexual and laughed. Some of the others didn’t get it so they asked. S later explained to those who were sharing the same room with him.

I on the other hand who was secluded from the whole team didn’t know what was happening. Since I was taking a break, I replied the email with some logical explanation to the whole microwave and slow cooker thing. I later got a reply from X saying “you are so naïve”. …. *baboom* The email was only addressed to me. And later S replied “Yes, Chian you are so right. You are the smartest person in our department” *smells sarcasm in the air*

I felt I was insulted. I know it’s no issue. But I don’t know la. I was very sensitive today. Was there a reason to feel annoyed? Was there a reason to get pissed? I think I was wasting my energy with these emotions.

I felt I was picked on because I was the youngest. I felt so stupid. I mean its nothing to be proud of (or should I be proud of?), under standing dirty jokes and all but…don’t know la. I didn’t respond with answers that X perceived makes me naïve? I didn’t want to put unethical comments using the company’s email makes me naïve? If it was a one to one basis, I think I might give some 18sx comments, but the thing is the email was distributed to half of the people in my team.

Am I being discriminated for being young? Would I have not gotten the “you are so naïve” comments if I were older?

fatty bom bom cats

Believe it or not but my house kitchen got ransacked. Twice in a day. It was the damn cat.

For years there are a lot of stray cats loitering here and there in my neighbourhood. My neighbour living opposite my house used to take care of the stray cats. She feds them but take no responsibility of them. The cats just go there for food and shelter on her porch when it rains. Sadly, my neighbour passed away recently, leaving her husband, son, and all the cats.

The fatty bom bom cats all became yellow yellow skinny fellow after that. They have no place left to go. The cats don't hang around my neighbour's place anymore because she's no more there. They are all over the place now. Sometimes under my Dad's car, sometimes under my shoe rack, sometimes behind the potted plants where it's cooling. And not forgetting sometimes in my kitchen looking for food!

I have been hearing weird noises a few times already, but I didn't know what was happening. But one day when I woke up and headed to the kitchen to do laundry, I saw my mom's whole bad of Chinese sausages (lap cheong) was all over the floor. The dustbin was toppled over and all the rubbish was all over the place. At a corner, there was cat poo. ....eewwwwwuuuuu

I was wondering "How did the cat come in?" In an instant the cat answered. The cat came out of its hiding place and jumped on top some of my Dad’s stacked canned drinks and jumped up to the gap on top the back door. *poof* it was gone in 4 seconds.

The cat came in again yesterday night and spent the night in my kitchen. When I woke up this morning the kitchen was a mess again. The whole dustbin and the garbage bag was a goner again. Had to clean up the mess and replace a new dustbin bag for the dustbin.

Guess what? The cat came back again when no one home! The dustbin plastic bag was all torn again. What else but the cat? *sigh* Must do something about that gap... can't be spending my mornings cleaning up cat poo!

no longer be my temple

My sincere apologies to all. There seem to be a confusion here due to my brief hiatus and unorganized planning. Triple Dash (---), aka 'The 40 year old man with child abuse problems' *nyahahahaha* have joined me in Big Head Big Hat, hence the change to Big Head(s) Big Hat(s) if you have noticed. He will be my partner in crime blogging. As the team's cold hearted bitch, I have yet to confirm my other two partners to join us here.

I'm still in the mids of reorganizing myself and my things but since I things are a little chaotic here, I have no choose but to come back and explain. Blarghghghg.

Big Head Big Hat will no longer be my temple. This will no longer be my place for expression. I have thought for a long time to abandon this blog. But I love this place. I love the things I have learnt here. However thru time and stupid publicity, my personal blog is not personal anymore. I have decided to change the concept of this blog.

What change? Well, It’s nothing big actually. I'm just looking for interesting people to come join me in Big Head Big Hat and rant their brains out. I can't blog personal, but it doesn’t mean others can't.

Now if you would excuse me, got to get back to reorganising my stuff. ....I reorganised my shoes yesterday. I didn't know I had 17 pairs of shoes. *yikes*

Invasion... boobies and 30 year olds

TripleDash Invasion

While waiting for Teckiee to come back from her short (I think) hiatus, something made go 'Aiks' on "Dear Thelma" today. Okay, I admit that "Dear Thelma" IS the first page that I work myself towards every Sunday. Heh. Whenever I feel down, this column perks me up. I guess its kinda sad to find yourself feel better when reading other people's problem. *Shrugs.


Aunt Agony Pic

Anyway, CASE 1
Then I did something really bad, which I regret till today. While she slept, I crept to her room and tried her door. She was curled up on the bed and looked so cute that I wanted that picture in my head forever. I don’t know what made me do it, but I lifted her skirt, and touched her very gently. She was so tired, she did not move.

When she woke up, I overheard her telling her friend that she felt something bad had happened, but she did not know what.

I was worried that maybe, her subconscious knew what had happened.

I really like her and have been trying to control my urges. I’m afraid I might end up forcing myself on her.

Full article here

CASE TWO (I know Teckiee would love this topic)
I AM 20 and I work as a designer. I have been interested in women's breasts since I first saw my mother changing in the bedroom. From that day onwards, I began masturbating and I always had her in my mind.

In 2002, my mother died and my father remarried. I also fantasise about my stepmother now. Whenever I get the chance, I will try to look at her breasts. Whenever my family and I go to the shopping centre and come across women who wear clothes that sort of expose their breasts, I will not miss the chance to look.

I especially like women who wear black bras. I keep thinking it would be nice if I could do it with them.

Full article here

Yes, case two is about boobies fetish.

Hmmmmm...

Case 1 is something quite common I think. Not that I go around molesting girls while they sleep, but I think a man's mind do wander on 'what if's a lot. Whether or not you act on your 'fantasy' that is another thing lar. This guy seemed to have lost it for a minute (or two). I wouldnt want to be in his shoes... but what should he do? Maybe, just confess his desire to her and apologise. Yea right... who would do something like that right? Risk kena tampar on the face.

So I am curious... indulge me girls... what would you do if you woke up and found out that 'something bad happened' but dont know what actually happened? Go to the hospital for check-up? Confront whatever guys who were in the house? What?

Case 2.... leaves me speechless. Masturbating with your mum on your mind? Ewwwwwwwwwwwww. Incestous. Then comes step mom? My advice to him... go out lar... get out of the house. If your 'family' members become your object of desire, that means you are staying in way too much.

Ewwwwwwwwwwww.....


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Anyway... thanks goes out to Teckiee for the extremely nice gesture of expanding her hat to me. Dont you worry about her... she'll be back. Online I mean.

Will tell you more about myself some other day. Kapish?

Out.

hiatus

...I'm starting to get sick of everything. Need to sort out my issues. Going on a hiatus. Will be back when I'm back.

Am I rich?

Me and Jin was talking about MrKiasu's post this morning in the LRT while going to work. In summary, it was all about a beautiful heart Vs the money.

Seriously speaking, I am a material person. I think about money, I think of my finance, I think of my incoming income, I think about indirect and in direct advantages, I think about tangible and the intangible benefits. What am I? Does that make me a materialistic bitch?

In this world, I don't believe in Love is the answer to all. But I don't believe Monet is the answer to all either....but money does answer most questions. Without money I think its darn difficult for a partner to support his\her other half. In this 21st century, there's no more the 'guy pays all' theory. Yep, ladies, this is a time where we too have to step in.

Ugly + no money + nerdy + smart = still OK
Ugly + lotsa money + nerdy + smart = very lucky
Handsome + lotsa money + nerdy + smart = even better
Handsome + lotsa money + cool + smart = perfect
The above equation was writen by Mei Gie to define a perfect partner.

But, so what if one is rich now?

I dislike it (and actually look down on ) when 'rich kids' say stuff like "Yes, my father is rich. I'm given a lot of pocket money. If you don't have money then blame your dad la. You are unlucky to be born as a poor man's child." I don't come from a poor family, but I don't come form a rich family either, so I would never understand how the poor and rich feel. But what I know is the money is not yours. The money comes from your parents, their hard earned cash. The so called 'rich kids' are nothing without their parents. Can they survive on their own? I doubt so. What they do is ask for more money when they have splash all their gold on unnecessary material items. They can just buy their coolness. Yes, its all about your pocket money. I’m not trying to insult the ‘rich’, it just that I think it’s ignorant for them to declare their gold when it’s not theirs to show.

When you enter the working life, it's all on your own. It's all about your own capabilities. Your daddy dearest won't be there. Unless you are Paris Hilton. We are all rich under the wings of our parents, but in reality we are poorer than the beggar on the streets.

So the point is, we are rich now, but how 'rich' are we in the future. How rich will your partner be in 5 to 10 years time? Where do you see him\her and yourself in 5 years time? People forget this because they view the glass as half full or half empty. I always try, and still try, to look through the glass. I always believe that those who can do that will the 'Rich' ones. These people are the ones who know how to be rich, and stay rich. I mean.. why be rich if it's only for a moment. It's like just winning the lottery. Anyone can do that.

So kids, earn your own money when you have nothing left to spend. Don't relay on your daddy. That will earn you some respect for being 'Rich'. And for already rich people, know how to manage your money. You are rich now, but that doesn't mean forever.

My equation? Love yourself and you will be rich in everyway. Rich with cash, rich with knowledge, rich with experience, and most of all rich with love. So ... Haik! I !xo myself.

Team building

The trip to Port Dickson was nice. I was actually down there for my department's team building session. Have to wake up at 5.30am and a Saturday! and then take the LRT to the office to meet up with all the participants. About 120 of us but only 6 from my (sub) department were able to make it, but it was still all very fun.

We departed from the office place at 7.50am after when everyone finished breakfast that was provided. We reached Port Dickson's Guaman Resort at about 9.30am. Guaman is a nice place, but I think very expensive to stay. I heard that this resort was the most expensive among the hotels and resort in Port Dickson.







All of us registered ourselves and then proceeded for the ice-breakers session and then a half a day of briefing and speech by the big bosses. I have actually learnt quite a lot about the history of my department and its growth in the past years. Currently we have 180+ staff in the department! Yeah mannn that's really a lot in comparison to last year! They only had like 90+ people. And according to my manager, we are going to see even more growth. She's expecting 250+ of us by the end of the year. We are a really really big department man.

During the ice-breakers session, we all found out that what we were doing was actually forming our teams for the team-building after lunch. And guess what? I'm so lucky. I got to team with my big biggest boss, my manager! She's like on top of the company hierarchy for my department. I don't think I'll have another chase to work with her in such close in the office.

After the talk, it was lunch time. The food was so so but all of us were stuffed. We then proceeded outdoor for our team-building activities. First up it was commando obstacles for us. Physical Training.



We didn't do all that in the pictures though. I don't think my company would actually arrange for too difficult trails for us. Not all of us are physically able to perform all the commando trails. There was also the flying fox but ...nope, not for us. *darn* But all is good. There were some trails that I found to be scary....and dangerous if one cannot do it.

It started raining at the ending of the session so even was looking for shelter and most of us were wet. I wasn't that soaked because I had my umbrella! Muahaha! I decided to bring it along in case it rained when I need to walk home from the LRT. When the rain stopped, we proceeded to another field for another set of team-building using the head. Mind Games.

All off us headed back to the conference room for our lucky draw and price giving. My team came in 4th out of the 8 teams. Hehehe OK ma. We only had 2 guys out of 13 in my team. Oh yeah, my team leader for the team-building was a Japanese! Wahahahaha! We all left Goaman at 5.30pm and reached the office at about 7pm.

I didn't feel like going home then. So I decided to stick around in KLCC and go for the Heineken Music Thirst completion semi finals in Zouk later that night. Michael was taking part. I had spare clothes so I decided to visit the RM2 toilet in KLCC to freshen up. The toilet looks the same as the ordinary toilet actually. The only different was they had 2 lilted candles burning and body shop and Johnson and Johnson baby products for customers to use. So of course I sprayed a whole lot of body spray on myself to cover up whatever sweaty smell left on me. But now when I think back, ....OMG I'm so dirty! One shower in the morning, and sweat like hell in the day and then go clubbing? HAHAHAHA I'm so gross.




Michael and his duo. They call themselves Boxset. They spun mixtures of everything. They were good at capturing the crowds' attention. Michael hid under the deck and wore a Gorrila mask for his closing! and he picked tracks that people were more familiar with. I kind of like the 4th DJ that came on, just after Boxset. He was a solo, DJ Learn. Ahhh but he was pumping hard trance like no one's business. Awesome stuff man. Too bad I wasn't in my cargos... my pair of jeans (and I didn't have a belt on) was dropping every time I danced.

Yesterday was energy draining, but was fun.

I saw this at Sean's blog. I HAVE GOT TO WATCH THIS!

Interesting but less impressive people

This week was a very interesting week. I have finally met some interesting technical oriented people who I can chat with. They are people in my company who maintain the regional servers for my company for the Asia Pacific region. Have also met some interesting but less impressive characters.

It's not easy to click with everyone in any company. I think it's really important to analyse the characters of people we meet before getting too close to him\her. For some people, they are just very straight and direct, some are 'color wolfs', some are just blur, and some just act blur. The ones that I'm actually afraid of are people who are two faced. In front you they are your best workmate, but the fact is he\she is just collecting 'information' to step on you.

I guess it's all again up to how well I can analyse a person. So far I have not met anyone who I think is backstabber. But hard to tell la, I'm a rookie to the working world and lack of all the experience of life. For now, I think I'll stay smart blur. Just let people think I'm dumb and let them teach me. People in my company seem to love to teach, so I'll just let them.

Anyway, there will be 2 guys from the Call Center moving into the room I work in. I’ll be meeting them on Monday. Have already met one of them, nice chap with a deep sexy voice! He came over yesterday to checkout his new cubicle. We exchanged names but I didn’t quite remember his. When he called me today I didn’t know he was until I remembered his voice. Hehehe.

Anyway, I'll be off to Port Dickson tomorrow for the day. Weee!

Planning is crucial

Planning is crucial. Luck is crucial. Social network and communication skills in crucial. Planning planning..... I need to plan. I need a plan. I need to see my road.

All I have now is a chopper, I have the jungle to walk through. There's no path for me to walk on, the path is for me to make. Making the path will be very challenging. I have to buy food to give me energy. I need clean water to survive the journey. I need someone to sharpen my chopper; I need to learn how to sharpen my own chopper if it becomes blunt.

Confidences, self-esteem, determination, knowledge, wisdom, social-skills and the most of all, luck.

I need to talk to people, big people who are deep fried to perfection with added salt. I need to talk to my brother.

AHHHH RAHHhhhh ARGHHHHHHHH *YOSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH* *shows Mr.Nice guy pose* *GAMBATEH!!!!*

Happy Birthday Sean!

Happy Birthday Sean!

I burnt spaghetti

Rahhh! I burnt spaghetti!

When I came home my dad told me mommy was sick. So I decided to cook. Mom already soaked a bunch of tomatoes so I assumed she wanted to make pasta sauce. I chopped all the ingredients and finished cooking before my mom woke up from her nap :)

Anyway, there was left over sauce so Mom told me to cook more spaghetti so that my sis can have it for lunch tomorrow. I was kind of busy so I decided to multi task a little. I folded the clothes while waiting for the water to boil. It's a big pot so it took quite some time. Dump the pasta in and had to wait for another 12 to 15 minutes. I came to the PC to get some stuff done and while I was at that, the phone rang. I smelt a nice aroma while talking (It was no borak borak session... serious stuff), but didn't realised what was going on. By the time I hung up I realised\remembered I have spaghetti boiling in the kitchen!

The top layer spaghetti could be 'saved' but the bottom was burnt black. The 'saved' spaghetti was all too soft and bloated. *eee yucks* Thanks to me. Arghhh had to clean up the mess, wash the blacken pot, clean up all the dirty dinner dishes. ...Arhghghgh got to do some other house work also. It really sucks when I have to do house work then I'm so very tired.

*grumble grumble* I'm not in my brightest mood today. So much work, so much to think about and not enough sleep. *grumble grumble* ARAHHHH .... I actually had something more interesting to blog about, but I just lost the mood. So this *grumble grumble* entry.. I'll leave you all with some less *grumble grumble* pictures.


Laptop and shrimp. What a nice combo.


Sushi anyone?


Reminds me of those 6.30am dim sum sessions with Apple.


Goes will with tar tar sauce ...or a laptop!


I have no idea what these are but looked really delicious to me.

cold hearted witch

I'm hands are for ever 'cold'. My heart is forever 'cold'. It's no wonder Crabman address me as the 'cold hearted witch'. LOL!

It's not like I want my hand to be cold.. I just have over worked sweaty palms. In an air conditioned environment (yes Jun Kun like in your place, and NO I won't chop it off) my hand will feel really cold. Even if it's cold I would still have sweaty palms. It's a genetic thing, mom used to be like that too.

Anyway, I'm bored. So... JK... entertain me.

Echo("
EC: Oooo...Ahhhh...Ooooo .....Ahhhh...Harderrrr...Yesss...Harderrr..

STOP THINKING DIRTY!!! It's only a feet massage! Hahaha. Got you blardy sick perverts!

");JK

,,,damn stress

My mom is a scary driver

I was down in Singapore for the weekends. Visited my aunty and her family and my brother. Everything was the same, except the journey to and back from Singapore was SCARY!

Since only mommy and I were going down to Singapore, mommy drove. I was freaking out for every minute I sat in the car. When we left for Singapore, it was about 5.30pm. (Friday after work) Mommy was rushing out to the hiway to beat the after work jam. *damn stress* She was driving like a mad woman. Last minute breaking and taking sharp corners at 60 to 80 km per hour. I freaked in the car. I usually drive my dad’s car so I know what problems my dad’s car has.

I told my mom that my dad’s car was
#1. Very run down. Please handle it with care.
#2. Alignment and balancing was very off. You can’t drive straight with the car.
#3. The left front suspension is not working perfectly.

But… ahhh no comment laaaaa I was too scared to open my mouth! Its still ok to control the car with its going 100 km\h. But mommy was like going on 140km\h and FOR GOD’s SAKE the alignment is OFF! The car was moving forward left! And Aiyorrr mommy keep pulling the steering back to the right all the time to keep the car straight. And at 140 km\h …. Just imagine the jerk. Every time (and that’s like don’t know how many times per minute) she does that my heart skipped a beat. I told her to slow down because it’s so damn dangerous to drive my dad’s car at that speed at that condition.

After the Johor border the left front suspension began to make some noise. I was sitting beside the driver’s side so I was freaking out every time the road gets bumpy. …. I’m like ‘I’m going to die I’m going to die.’ Thank god my aunt persuaded my mom to get the car fixed in Singapore.

And you know what scarred me the most? This happen on the way back home from Singapore. Mommy got pissed at another car so she was trying to race that other car! *AHHHHHH* Over drive was on, and to push the car (Get more *umph* power to the car, my mom off the O\D at 130km\h. They ref meter went up to 5 man! SHIT! I mean you can’t do that to a car right? It will kill it man! She was dragging the AUTO car for about 5 minutes until I shouted. I couldn’t stand being …. Ah…. I don’t know la… did I over react? I don’t know, I don’t think so. Maybe I watched too much movies, too much Initial D. I know nuts about cars, but I was afraid that the engine or gear box would blow. I was afraid for my own life.

…. Other than the ‘My mom is a scary driver’ the trip was ok. Ate a lot of good food. Went to look see the ‘Fountain of Wealth’ (featured in the Amaing Race once) and did my hair.

We wanted to have dinner in Pariss Internal Seafood Buffet Restaurant in Marina Square but we were there at 8.30pm, the buffet stops at 9.30pm. From the outside the place looked really really grand. A lot of crystals lights and chandeliers and stuff like that. The restaurant served dishes from 7 countries! Muahahaha I think we’ll go when we are in Singapore again. Anyway, we ate at Imperial Treasure, a Chinese restaurant just a floor below Pariss. The place was great. The floor was like an open concept kind of thing. You know like the Seed, Vincci bla blab la concept store in 1U, except this is for restaurant. And at the center of the floor there was a grand piano on a stage. A lady was singing and was playing the piano. She was really good. Great service, great food and great ambience. The food they served reminds me a little of a mixture of KimGary and Esquire Kitchen. Their dumblings (‘who tiep’) were the bomb! And they had this dessert called ‘purple rice’ or ‘black rice’ or something like that… very nice. It’s actually black glutinous rice with a mixture of some other stuff.

I really like the idea of the whole open concept thingy too. My brother thought it was odd though. Listening to jazz while dinning in a Chinese restaurant. Hehehe But I like it. Oo bad I forgot to take my cam out for dinner… so no pictures =(

But… saw this really beautiful cat at the salon after I did my hair. It’s fur was clean and sleek. Very healthy looking (hehehe because it was a little fat), reminded me of Garfield. This is one adult cat that I find really cute.


Kawaiiiiiiii!


The cat stretched and then changed its sleeping position.



So cute la... hm... but wait. It's not Garfield. Looks like the cat in Shreak2. WAHAHAHAHA.


Hey sexy *miaooooo*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIN! *MUAKS*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIN! *MUAKS*

wa ai chor professional

Wah lau eh! Wa ka lu kong ah, wa cit meh kua tiok PPS uh chit leh bolok. E eh bolok eh mia si 'Wa Si Hokkien Lang'. Wah pun ke kua kua la. HAHAHAHA I'm damn impressed with the idea man.

E kong hor, e bolok eiong Hokien, e eh peng, e eh hia ti, ha mit lang pun hm chai e bolok ha mit. Wah.... wah sio cit leh idea sangat bagus. Tapi wah si kong chiu Hokien lang la. Eh hiau tam pok tam pok nya. Wah sio jika wa bolok eiong Hokien...Hakka...hahahhaha beh liat la. Beh hiau an chua ho?

Wah ai tak tak jit ke e eh bolok liua. Eh sai tak mit gia. Eh sai pun hor wah relax ing eui e eh bolok aun chua ho chio.

Now... that took me a long time to write because of the Banana standard I'm in. But its good practise! Have no idea what's going on? Hehehe well, I was actually blogging in Hokien. The motivation came from HokkienLang when I read his 'Lok Hor' (rainning) post in his blog aka bolok aka bollock. It makes me laugh to read his posts in Hokkien hehehe.

Work today was ok. JY and I seem to be slack because no one is in the room to eye on us anymore. I have been spending at least 1 and a half hour of office time everyday doing non office work. *yikes* But no backlog for me. I still manage to finish all my work. I wonder why JY and I had to stay back till late and go back to the office on weekends to finish our backlogs last time. We seem to be finishing our work and still have time to chit chat and relax. I even have time to visit Jin at her cubicle and chat with A when he came back down to visit.

I haven also been taking extra time for lunch. ...This is bad. Actually.. it started even before my ex-project manager shifted. During gym days, I usually use my 1 hour of lunch break for my workout. Since I have not eaten lunch, I usually take another 15 to 20 minutes for my lunch. ....so my breaks are actually about 1 and a half hours! Even on non gym days, my colleagues and I chat until we loose track of time.

I think this is bad discipline. It’s nice to have such a relaxed environment, even my supervisor doesn't say anything ... (or ... maybe he just don't know because he sits in a different room) but I think it's very bad in the long run. Taking more time for lunch ones in a while is still acceptable, but I have been like that since last week! I was thinking 'Aiyah never mind la. Don't care la. I still finish my work what' But I think this kind of mindset and attitude is no good.

People say to be professional, you have to dress professionally. I have to project that image professional even thought I’m just a small fry. If I prove to myself that I can be professional when I’m a small fry, it’s just ice kacang when I take on greater responsibility. So in this case, to be successful I have to think like a successful person. And a successful person won't think ‘whatever la’. I will want to be more punctual in the future. *YOSHHH GAMBATTEH!*

If there's a meaning to 'walking quickly', what is it?

While walking back from work on Friday... or is it today? ... forgot.. but anyway, Jin said something that reminded me of our Singapore trip.

When I stepped into the MRT station in Singapore, I noticed something. It was the people there. If I remembered correctly, we were in the station during the peak after working hours where everyone is walking in and out to get back to their home. They were walking really fast! All of them Singaporean were like busy little ants, caring their briefcases and bags, speeding across the hallway, walking up the escalator. Every one of them. The speed made me feel dizzy for a minute.... that's how fast they were all moving.

There's no way I can see such scene in Malaysia. People seem to be walking extra slow in Malaysia compared to Singaporean. Sometimes when I get stuck walking behind a bunch of slow pokes, I feel annoyed. It's like being in a traffic jam when you are rushing to get some where. I always try to overtake them and try to avoid walking behind of people.

I don't know why but I like to walk quickly going to and from work (and to anywhere else as a matter of fact). I don't like taking my own sweet time walking to one place to another. I find it such a waste of time to just wonder while walking. A lot...and I really mean a lot... of people say I walk really fast. A, Jo and LF from work says "Wah, I saw you from a far. But so hard to catch up with you, you walk so fast!". Sometimes when I'm out shopping with Zhong, he’ll ask “Why are we walking so fast?”. I remembered once Crabman said me and Jin walk really fast also.

But I don't know la... Why do I prefer to walk quickly? Am I afraid of something? Does this mean I'm impatient? Are Singaporeans impatient (to get back home) too? Or do I enjoy the quick life? The fast track? Or is my mind telling to burn calories by fast walk?

Crabman had a really idiotic and horny theory about walking quickly. He compared me and HY and said “HY have got bigger boobs, hence she needs more energy to walk, smaller boobs people (yes referring to me) walk faster because they have less to carry”. So, if I had bigger boobies I would walk slower? No I don’t think so. I would get a better support bra.

But then again, it’s not like I walk super quick all the time. I still do love the occasional stroll along the park, those lazy walks shopping mall and those ‘I’m just too tired to walk’ walk where I just drag my feet or just walk like a gangster ‘big brother’.

If there's a meaning to 'walking quickly', what is it?

Coffee or Internet?

5.45am : Wake up... *rolls all over the bed still trying\wanting to get some shut eye*
5.55am : Finally gets out of bed and shower.
6.10am: Done with my shower and bla bla the whole morning stuff
6.15am : In the kitchen preparing some final stuff for lunch.
6.30am : Will be in front of the PC doing my whole routine thing.
6.55am: Off to work.

Sounds normal? ... No? Would rather sleep that 25mins off that PC time? Well not for me.

Yesterday’s meet up with Chnoong was so so after all. It wasn't just about dancing but I guess it was all right because there things that we talked about that will be good for my pocket in the future. Anyway, Chnoong also told me about his must daily routine thing with the PC before he goes to work. He seldom use a PC in his workplace so getting some stuff done before going to work is a must.

Before Jin started working, (Btw, she started working with me in the same company since Friday! Weeee! We go to and from work together now) I told her my 'must have PC time' in the morning before I go to work. Instead of a "Har? sai hm sai ah?" reaction I got a "Hm... I think I have to do that too". Hehehe well I guess 'the younger generation' are like that now.

A computer with Internet connection is my coffee. Although there's no caffeine involved there is that addiction (Maybe not addiction, I think it's a habit for me) where I have just got to be logged on to the Internet. Some ask me "What the heck do you do online so damn early in the morning? Not sien one meh?" Habit ma aiyor. Try not drinking your coffee in the morning, you wouldn't survive the day.

It would be nice if I was given Internet connection at work. I wouldn't have to wake up 25mins earlier. ....*wishing*

Another day to look forward to *glowing aura* (Sarah told me there was this place in Mid Valley that tells you about your aura, RM30 for a shap shot of yourself and your kononnya aura. I don’t know if there’s any con job going on but it seems fun and interesting. Will go if I have RM30 to spare), will be out for lunch with Jin and her workmates today.

Quick entry

This is going to be a quickie. ....Heh don't think senget. Not THAT quickie, quick entry la.

I'm quite excited to get to the office today. I don't know why but I'm hyped up about getting to work. What's installed at work? No meetings, no conference call, no stress. Yayy! *shakes my bom bom*

I have got the feeling that today will be fun. I'll be at the gym for my workout and after work I'll be meeting up with my ex-dance partner. Chnoon rang me up the other day asking if we could meet. He didn't want to tell me what was up tho. He said "You have to come, if not it wouldn't be a surprise". Hehehe maybe I'm all excited today because of that. Seriously, I am looking forward to meet him. I wonder what it might be. Maybe taking up a new class? A dance competition? ahhhh now I'm just afraid it will just be something normal and I'll be disappointed.

...i'm off to work!

Eat first, think later?

Eat first, think later. That was my motto, quote, or whatever you call it. ....this motto of mine is taking its toll. I look like a stick that is 4 months pregnant. When 'skinny' girls\ladies says they are fat, I believe they are not. They are just having this problem of mine. A fatty and rounded tummy.

I have very bonny wrist. My arms are not really that fleshy. And I have, what my mom will call, chicken legs. Small hip, small butt and don't have voluptuous boobies. All the fat focus at my mid drif and tummy. *geram* Then again I know a lot of so called skinny females out there face the same problem. What to do? Well, no comments here. If I knew I wouldn't feel like a beached whale.

I gained a lot of unhealthy weight since I have started my gym workout. I'm supposed to be toning my body, not putting on fats on my tummy man. Body mass not body fat. I think I have to really take care of my diet. No fatty and oily food. No in between snacks and definitely no over eating over dinner! Heave breakfast, moderate lunch and light dinner. Yep.... I have to be discipline! ...Plus I don't want to kena tembak ... "What's the point of going to the gym if you don't take care of what you are eating"

For now, I'll just stick to clothes that hide the tummy. 'Skinny' people like me look like we don't have a 'tummy' because we are smart. (HAHAHA self praise is no praise but...) Choose your clothes properly. Avoid clothes that are tight on the waist line. Shirts\tops length should be over or a round the hip area. Avoid tucking in the top. Or you can always wear something that brings focus out of the tummy area.

I love my cargos and T-shirts now... I look like a 'skinny' girl in them. If only science let us mix our fats into other areas of the body. We'll have nice butts and yummy boobies....LOL!

I miss my ex-project manager

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A person visited the government matchmaker for marriage, SDU, and requested, "I am looking for a spouse. Please help me to find a suitable one." The SDU officer said, "Your requirements, please." "Oh, good looking, polite, humorous, sporty, knowledgeable, good in singing and dancing. Willing to accompany me the whole day at home during my leisure hour, if I don't go out. Telling me interesting stories when I need companion for conversation and be silent when I want to rest." The officer listened carefully and replied, "I understand You need television.” There is a saying that a perfect match can only be found between a blind wife and a deaf husband, because the blind wife cannot see the faults of the husband and the deaf husband cannot hear the nagging of the wife.

Many couples are blind and deaf at the courting stage and dream of perpetual perfect relationship. Unfortunately, when the excitement of love wears off, they wake up and discover that marriage is not a bed of roses. The nightmare begins.

NO POINTING FINGERS
A man asked his father-in-law, "Many people praised you for a successful marriage. Could you please share with me your secret?" The father-in-law answered in a smile, "Never criticise your wife for her shortcomings or when she does something wrong.

Always bear in mind that because of her shortcomings and weaknesses, she could not find a better husband than you."

We all look forward to being loved and respected. Many people are afraid of losing face. Generally, when a person makes a mistake, he would look around to find a scapegoat to point the finger at.

This is the start of a war. We should always remember that when we point one finger at a person, the other four fingers are pointing at ourselves. If we forgive others, others will ignore our mistake too.

NO OVERPOWERING
Many relationships fail because one party tries to overpower another, or demands too much. People in love tend to think that love will conquer all and their spouses will change the bad habits after marriage.

Actually, this is not the case. There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "It is easier to reshape a mountain or a river than a person's character." It is not easy to change. Thus, having high expectation on changing the spouses character will cause disappointment and unpleasantness. It would be less painful to change ourselves and lower our expectations.

RIGHT SPEECH
There is a Chinese saying which carries the meaning that "A speech will either prosper or ruin a nation." Many relationships break off because of wrong speech. When a couple is too close with each other, we always forget mutual respect and courtesy. We may say anything without considering if it would hurt the other party.

A friend and her millionaire husband visited their construction site. A worker who wore a helmet saw her and shouted, "Hi, Emily! Remember me? We used to date in the secondary school." On the way home, her millionaire husband teased her, "Luckily you married me. Otherwise you will be the wife of a construction worker."

She answered, "You should appreciate that you married me. Otherwise, he will be the millionaire and not you."

Frequently exchanging these remarks plants the seed for a bad relationship.


TRUST
Trust is a very important factor for all relationships. When trust is broken, it is the end of the relationship. Lack of trust leads to suspicion, suspicion generates anger, anger causes enmity and enmity may result in separation. A telephone operator told me that one day she received a phone call. She answered, "Public Utilities Board." There was silence. She repeated, "PUB." There was still no answer.

When she was going to cut off the line, she heard a lady's voice, "Oh, so this is PUB. Sorry, I got the number from my husband's pocket but I do not know whose number it is." Without mutual trust, just imagine what will happen to the couple if the telephone operator answered with just "hello" instead of "PUB".

PERSONAL PERCEPTION
Different people have different perception. One man's meat could be another man's poison. A couple bought a donkey from the market. On the way home, a boy commented, "Very stupid. Why neither of them ride on the donkey?" Upon hearing that, the husband let the wife ride on the donkey. He walked besides them.

Later, an old man saw it and commented, "The husband is the head of family. How can the wife ride on the donkey while the husband is on foot?" Hearing this, the wife quickly got down and let the husband ride on the donkey.

Further on the way home, they met an old Lady. She commented, "How can the man ride on the donkey but let the wife walk. He is no gentleman." The husband thus quickly asked the wife to join him on the donkey.

Then, they met a young man. He commented, "Poor donkey, how can you hold up the weight of two persons. They are cruel to you." Hearing that, the husband and wife immediately climbed down from the donkey and carried it on their shoulders. It seems to be the only choice left.

Later, on a narrow bridge, the donkey was frightened and struggled. They lost their balance and fell into the river.

"You can never have everyone praise you nor will everyone condemn you. Never in the past, not at present, and never will be in the future. Thus, do not be too bothered by others words if our conscience is clear."
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Something I got on email from my ex-project manager. I miss her already.

She won't be sitting next to me anymore. Boohoo :( After closing out my team’s project, she started on another project and started working with her newly formed team (that is spread across the globe). Although she can sit and wants to still sit at the same place, her boss wanted her to join the rest of the team on a same floor. Everyone who was working on projects is grouped together although their work don't relate to one another.

One of my friend A already shifted, and now my ex-project manager and another guy who is running projects (all three of them was sitting with me and JY in the same room) is now shifting. Only me and JY will be left in the big empty room. Work is going to get real boring starting Monday.

It's funny, when I first join the company, I felt stressed out sitting next to my ex-project manager. But now, I don't want her to go. I have learnt so much from her, stuff about work, family, and life. I will really miss the after lunch talks and the 'what's in the news today' talks with her. ....have got no one to motivate me at work already... *hais* I hope some other manager or big boss comes in.