Saturday, October 28, 2006

Funny site

Watch this! Damn funny I tell you.

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Yah, I hadnt been blogging

But give me the credit, for I had been very busy at work. >_<

I will blog about the wedding dinner I attended on sunday. But the keyword is soon.

Tuesday, October 17, 2006

On mc

I took mc again today, the last time being 2 mths or so ago.

I am tired of work. Or rather, tired of this company. Currently on my "official website" the blogsite known to my colleagues, I had began to refrain from commenting on work already.

Why? Because my bosses are reading my blog too, and I dont want to display too much emotions that might be of disadvantage to me later on.

Lucky I still have this blogger baby, or I will be seriously internally wounded because I kept having swallowing the anger.

I am a whimsical person by nature. And I wear emotions on my sleeves.

Not that I want to use such reasons to get away for being rude, but sometimes it is really my personality and I dont want to change it for anyone.

I can be more subtle, but that's it. Dont expect me to change since I dont expect you to change.

I took mc for a very whimsical reason today. It is purely because I am not in a good mood, and there's no urgent work needed to be done at work anyway. Hence I dont go to work. What is the point? I am not going to get appreciated anyway, so I might as well sleep more.

Coffee drinking

YF asked me out for coffee today, saying she has a sudden craving for cheeze cake from bakerzin. I obliged, and then KP wanted to join us.

We told him fine, and then while we are there, AC joined us.

I know there is something between YF and AC and I think it is just plain silly of them to not just open up and admit it. It is as though it is not very obvious.

And why does YF wants to ask me out, when eventually she and AC will try to shake me off then have some time to themselves? Luckily I am not very interested in hanging out any longer with them, so I gratefully left.

But why?

And what's the fucking point?

Duh!

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Stage performance

I am one irate woman now.

I keep telling myself that I had just started out, I must build up experience and hence I must bear with this. I will only be very much a support to the design manager and I must remember my footing.

I must just play my role well, and not wanting to raise a revolt at every blink of my eye.

Initially, I was happy to play this support role, but they had to push me to the front of the stage, irregardless I have stage fright or not. All that I could do is to grind my teeth and put on the best performace, then surprisingly there was applause at the end of it.

As I bowed and merrily claimed the support, I began to visualise the next time I might be able to perform again, and psych myself to began preparing for the next opportunity.

And then? There was none. Now I am demoted to merely the one who screw on the light bulbs around the mirrors the superstars use.

If they are not going to let me perform, then in the first place why give me a chance to stand on stage. Or was it their intention all along, to push me to the limelight, while they stand behind the curtains giggling, and waiting for me to go wrong?

Witches!

Deleted tagboard

I created a tagboard earlier but I guess that website was bought over by some other company.

Now when I come to my blog, I receive a prompt for CPanel? What the hell is that?

And I realised my tagboard had became a entrance page for CPanel, whatever that is, and so I promptly deleted it away.

No more tagboard.

No more posting of lyrics. So sad.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Disappointment at work

Recently, we had a very good sales executive who left the company and hence our pitchings for new projects dwindle to almost a stop.

I had no longer any new projects on hand, but rather, I am just a support to LW, where I collate all the information, take all the notes, draw all the basis stuff and then do the presentation boards.

Today I was informed that there will be a new project that will be assigned to me, and I happily went to see the client with the team, and started to conceptualise the design even on the way back, because I know I have less than 24 hours to do the project.

It was THAT rushed.

Eventually? I was informed that the project is to pass to LW and I am to help her to the presentation boards of another project.

(I thought that proj might be mine too, since I was the one doing all the research and information collating and etc. I even went to scruntise the client's existing office to see if there is any underlying concept that I can adopt and adapt.)

(I also took note of some features that was not mentioned by client but I think I must include in my design. In the end? Bam, LW got the job after I finished the collation.)

I am not needed on the design of the projects anymore, and I will be assigned to do all the crappy stuff like doing drawings that no one wants to do.

All I can say?

Bloody Hell.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

The art of talking

Firstly, I wanted to explain that I am not implying what I am saying is totally correct. I had only worked in a semi-customer-service-job for 15 mths, but I had been on the receiving end of customer service often enough to judge.

Actually, I am not referring to the sevice in boutiques and the like, I am tagetting my discussion at the day-to-day conversation we hold, or rather, the weak and painful attempt at communication.

Often, we are at the abusing end of such boorish conversation. Many beings doesnt realise the mistakes in their method of talking until they saw blood dripping from the bearer’s wounds.

(Well, some had eyes perpetually bound with white lengths of cloth and they cant see you, bleeding or otherwise.)


The less sensitive victims are often the ones who attained higher nirvana in the end, who will brush off the rude conversation, and at the same time, letting the offender gets away without a scathe.

The vengeful few, like myself, bristles and wickedly thinks of methods to get back at these poor-mannered population. But more often, revenge is hard to execute based on a verbal vendetta.


But in the first place, why does this offenders make their offending offensives?

I can be less mean, but I shall not mince my words for people who dont deserve them. I do think that these people who spoke without considering their choice of words, are just plain brainless.

Either they are brainless, hence they dont think and sprout crap, or they are brainless, hence they believe what they say seriously rules the world and no one should get offended by it.

It is like when the emperor commented that you have bad breathe. Can you slap him across the face or even mutter some colourful expletives when you are thousands of miles away from him, in your humble barn where you share with your reared chickens?

You dont.

And obviously there are some people who feels that you shouldnt be offended by them no matter what they say because what they say overwrites all knowledge you previously possessed, hence yah, you are are stupid and you must listen to them.

Who are the stupid ones actually.


Especially in a modern context, where everyone is a working environment have to rely on one another to get things done, it is appalling to see how some people speaks without thinking and hence permanently ruined a could-be good working relationship.

Many had forgotten their basic manners, barking out commands at you as though you owed them your living.

Many saw themselves as superior beings, and they look as you as though you are some bad smelling trash, and hence their nose is constantly turned away, and into the air.

Many tell bad jokes, even when you have not the slightless interest in hearing them, and bellow HAHAHAHA while you look around nervously to ensure no one had caught you standing beside this lunatic.

Many butts into your converstations and pretends they didnt know they are not welcomed.


I can seriously go on endlessly about the kinds of unforgivable behaviour I had encountered throughout this short life of mine, but I think you got my point already.

I dont wish to complain, really, of the way people speak because well, all of us are brought up differently, and it is unfair to demand equal civilities from everyone. But sometimes I pray these people finally realise, why they are putting people off so much, and then change their method of communication to one that doesnt sting.


But maybe it is too much to ask for, because it is far too convenient to be rude.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Lyrics: qlzw

I previously posted that I like this song by Yi Jie Qi and I just spent 20 minutes listening to the song and trying to figure out the lyrics.

I got everything except for 4 words, which I cant grasp, so I checked inkui.com.

Usually I like a song because of the lyrics, or the melody of the song, but it is really quite rare that I like a song because I am so touched by the singer's rendition.

His voice touched me, and it hurts everytime I listen to this song. I like how he will write in feelings like 脑空的差一点就哭出来 and 异乡的大雨和雷光, 都会让我莫名的害怕.

I am usually very squemish when guys go all teary and defendless, but when he sings it, it feels perfectly alright for him to be helpless and lonely, away from his girl and away from the city he is familiar with.

I will see if there's anything else that I cant give up for this month, and get his cd. =)


千里之外-易桀齐

这一别会很久
不敢说这样
对我们最好
如果有更好的办法
我们之间
要是还有缘
是会再一起的
我相信你也相信吗

于是我就离开你
到另一个城市去
到那里等你
等你有一天叫我回去

走在千里之外
脑空的差一点就哭出来
顶着心碎的痴傻
在这人生地不熟的地方
好慌张
走在千里之外
在美的景色都无心欣赏
异乡的大雨和雷光
都会让我莫名的害怕
只因你人在千里之外

你现在快乐吗
还在担忧吗
日子要过得好
先别为感情的事烦

我老样子
找了点事做
还在适应新房子
也常常会想我们的事

后来我就离开你
到另一个城市去
到那里等你
等你有一天叫我回去

走在千里之外
脑空的差一点就哭出来
顶着心碎的痴傻
在这人生地不熟的地方
好慌张
走在千里之外
在美的景色都无心欣赏
异乡的大雨和雷光
都会让我莫名的害怕
只因你人在千里之外

后来我才离开你
到另一个城市去
到那里等你
叫我回去



Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Lyrics: yddqz

夜的第七章
作曲:周杰伦 作词:黄俊郎 编曲:钟兴民

1983年小巷 12月晴朗 夜的第七章
打字机继续推向 接近事实的那下一行
石楠烟斗的雾 飘向枯萎的树
沉默的对我哭 诉

贝克街旁的圆形广场 盔甲骑士臂上
鸢尾花的徽章 微亮
无人马车声响 深夜的拜访
邪恶在维多利亚的月光下 血色的开场

消失的手枪 焦黑的手杖
融化的蜡像 谁不在场
珠宝箱上 符号的假象

矛盾通往他堆砌的死巷
证据被完美埋葬
那嘲弄苏格兰警场 的嘴角上扬

如果邪恶 是华丽残酷的乐章
(那么正义 是深沉无奈的惆怅)
她的终场 我会亲手写上
(那我就点亮 在灰烬中的微光)
晨曦的光 风干最后一行忧伤
(那么雨滴 会洗净黑暗的高墙)
黑色的墨 染上安详
(散场灯关上 红色的布幕下降)

事实只能穿向 没有脚印的土壤
突兀的细微花香 刻意显眼的服装
每个人为不同的理由戴着面具说谎
动机也只有一种名字 那 叫做欲望

发发得发得发发
得得发发得发发

越过人心的沼泽 谁真的可以不被弄脏
我们可以 遗忘 原谅 但必须 知道真相
被移动过的铁床 到最后一块图终于拼上

我听见脚步声 预料的软皮鞋跟
他推开门 晚风晃了 煤油灯一阵
打字机停在凶手名称 我转身
西敏寺的夜空开始沸腾

在胸口绽放 艳丽的死亡
我品尝这 最后一口 甜美的真相
微笑回想 正义只是安静的伸张
提琴在泰晤士

如果邪恶 是华丽残酷的乐章
(我听见脚步声 预料的软皮鞋跟 他推开门 晚风晃了 煤油灯一阵)
她的终场 我会亲手写上
(打字机停在凶手的名称 我转身 西敏寺的夜空 开始沸腾)
黑色的墨 染上安详

如果邪恶 是华丽残酷的乐章
她的终场 我会亲手写上
晨曦的光 风干最后一行忧伤
黑色的墨 染上安详

Sunday, October 01, 2006

Leading to doom

The one person at work whom I am close to is going to leave the job before the end of next week. Of course I am feeling affected, but I think it is only the best for her to leave because she deserves better.

This company is seemingly leading to doom as staff leave one after another. The bosses are not doing enough to make sure we want to stay, and by the time any staff tendered the resignation, they will begin to offer supposedly attractive benefits which should had been offered long ago.

As much as I think I am tired where I am now, I want to stay in this job for at least a year before I move on, I think I should at least try to perserver, because that is almost just everything that I can do now.

When you scroll to the bottom of this blog, you will see a countdown counter. That counter used to be counting down to the days where I can leave this job so that I can work for a competitor to my previous job.

As of today, there is just 5 days left before it marked 6 mths that I have left that previous job. Now it went up to 212. Tamade.

A dream last night

I dreamt last night, that I was missing 3 teeth. According to the various websites, a person who dreamt of teeth on a general whole is a bad thing.

It represents failure, represents lying, represents being found out on a bad past.

Sigh. That is so encouraging.

Anyway, this site - where various people submit their own dreams - is interesting. The dreams are explained and you can learn a few things about the common dreams.

Actually, I used to be very interested in dreams interpretation and I can even explain dreams when friends ask me about theirs. It started because of a nightmare, but I had since stopped reading these books.

Quite wasted.

Conned of $30

I think I had been conned of $30. I bought something on yahoo auction, paid, but the seller hadnt reply my email for the past 4 days.

Well, it is just $30. But still... Sigh. So sad.

Spammers - Report

I mentioned before that, I had been recieving a lot of spam mail in my gmail account and I want to see how how spam I can get within a span of one month.

164!

164!!

I cant imagine how come there is so much span generated into my email account, with 99% of them coming without a coherent title.



Sheesh.