I was listening to my iPod one morning (this morning being the day after I spent several horrible days at work) and I realized that this song really reflected how I feel about the job right now.

It's really quite sad that I can relate this to work and not to love. -___-"

Sometimes I wish I was just a little more assertive.

A little smarter.

A little more show off.

Then perhaps, I wouldn't be in a situation where someone can call me complacent.

I've finally applied my VISA to Australia! I almost didn't cause I didn't know we had to apply for a VISA. My blur partner in crime had always gone through travel agents before and never bothered with VISAs. This is his first time going via... booking online.

It was very fortunate that a fellow colleague of mine is going to Perth this weekend and she suddenly (out of the blue) told me that she hadn't applied for VISA. In a panic, we both quickly googled "visa australia". Wahahaha.

I really can't wait for a break. I suspect that I'm going to be uber stressed before the holiday though, due to work. Talking about work, I watched The September Issue yesterday and the Vogue crew took five months to publish Vogue's September issue. I guess we are really inefficient? Cause I counted and we are taking... more than three months for a twenty-eight pages catalogue. Of course, if I hadn't other duties to tend to it would have been a whole lot easier. The documentary is delightful. Definitely worth a watch.

On a different issue, I've been extremely disillusioned by "marriage". Sure, I've considered the fact that I may never get to that stage of my life but I've heard... stuff about it that makes me even more reluctant to go there.

I was talking to Friend X regarding Friend R's (good thing about having mutually exclusive friends is that you can talk about one to another safely...) relationship. Friend X mentioned something to me that stuck, "many people don't marry who they want to in life, I was one of the lucky few who did." And then he went on to tell me of this guy who married his current wife because she was... the next best option. His previous girlfriend had dumped him.

Out of curiosity, I went around asking people (or asking people who knew other people) if they married who they wanted to marry and the answers were alarming. Friend X was the only guy I knew who married the person he wanted to marry. The others were married for other reasons like, "next best option" or "she/ he was really good to me" or "he's husband material" or yada yada, you get what I mean. Which makes me come to a point where I thought wtf is the point of getting married if the other person isn't who you really want to spend the rest of your life with?!

On the other hand, I may not have covered all bases and my statistics are screwed up but being the pessimistic person that I am, I really do think that marriage isn't all that's cracked up to be, unless you're talking about legalities and protection.

I am surrounded by three sorts of people (pardon me if I offend):
(1) People who are attached and considering marriage ;
(2) People who are actively searching for a mate (and eventually marriage I suppose) ;
(3) People who either don't think much of marriage/ haven't considered anything like marriage/ just don't want to get married.

Which begs the question of why we girls want to get married... Is it because of family and societal pressure? Afraid of being the only one left on the shelf? A want of kids (pukes)? Good factors for consideration but I really believe that that isn't the way to go. I haven't found the perfect answer and probably will never find it, but perhaps when I do find the person whom I want to settle down with, I'll let you in on the secret that has baffled me my entire life.

The Singapore Toys Games and Comic Convention 2009 was interesting and yet a cause of some pain (in terms of work). I was fortunate to be able to go on the opening night via invitation, however, the follow up is quite a pain in the ass. There were more toys related stalls this year, and less comics and games.

Nevertheless, for  those who didn't go to the TGCC, here are some photos for you to see. Not that there's much of anything... Unless you're a merchandise junkie, the convention was rather dull.



( Photos of TGCC 2009 )

I've been rather lazy in updating LJ these days. Firstly, I've been feeling fatigue since stock take ended and don't have the mood to write anything.

I feel like I'm falling sick, for an entire week already. I can't stand those people who go around coughing and sniffing in buses and trains and cinemas. For god's sake people, if you're sick, STAY HOME.

Enjoyed an entire week without seeing the big boss, so the office was relatively carefree. Until big boss came into office this morning and asked me if I had checked the counter's dvd display. Which of course I did. It certainly didn't help that he said, "Really? Are you sure? Anyways, I'm OFF today so I won't say anything. I will say it on Monday.".

Great. Now I am left to stew over the entire weekend over what I've done wrong to warrant such a statement from him. Wtf.

On a different note, people sure do judge you differently on the way you dress. Almost every Saturday afternoon, I would buy wanton noodles from the void deck kopitiam. As I was on a working Saturday today, I was in this pretty frilly top and jeans when I went to buy lunch instead of turning up very unglam looking in my shorts and baggy t-shirt and without makeup. I think the hawkers don't even recognise me. =.= 

So, usually, the hawkers would totally ignore and not communicate with me (I had to take the initiative to order my food), today, the hawkers immediately asked me what I wanted and even joked with me. Wtf the second time today. So I guess one should never think that dressing up is pointless, because apparently, even hawkers service you faster and more efficiently when you look pretty.

Is tired!

We've had our stock take for all three stores and apparently, my department is involved in all three every year. Part of the job scope so to speak. The first one was okay, despite having to do a manual count and loads of shifting and moving stuff. It was still alright for me because we worked in pairs. It was the main store stock take that totally killed me. Though we had scanners, we had to work alone and there was seriously... so many stocks that I'd wondered if I was even able to complete my portion on time. Fortunately, someone managed to finish their section first and helped me with almost half of mine, which goes to show how slow my progress was. >.<

That night I woke up half way because of intense pain emitting from the entire right shoulder to my hands. It's the numbing kind of pain which was really bad because I had to do another store the next day. I probably over strained the muscles carrying truckloads of stock. Thank god for Salonpas, it works wonders and even though the right shoulder and arm were still achy, I was able to function somewhat. Another night of sticking TWO patches of Salonpas (one on the shoulder and one of the forearm), the pain was minimized. Still, I am being very cautious on not overusing my right hand.

Right now... I really need to go for a good body massage. And would have if only I can find that elusive masseur with talented hands that DON'T make me feel even more pain that I am already in. Sigh. Any recommendations will be appreciated.

Apologies to angelic_mel for postponing our dinner date.

Been asked out by another person but I really don't want to meet her... I don't understand this reluctance... It's just that every time I think about it I just go "sigh..." and that's about it. Meeting her now seems more like an obligation more than anything else. I don't even get the slightest enjoyment out of it anymore.

Bleh. I can't believe it's only Wednesday.

I wanted to rant about several somethings that irritated the hell out of me today. Then I came home and found myself not wanting to relive it all over again.

Talk about duh.

Chinese New Year isn't over for my family. Not yet. I'm expecting some relatives over this afternoon/ evening? I've woken up to the spewing vacuum cleaner and my parents hasty speed-cleaning preparation for people coming over.

Anyways, this pic was due long ago. One of my breakfasts of cny leftovers.



Mee hoon, satay, fried chicken wings and a cup of tea to wash all those oil down my abused oesophagus.

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The past working week flew by me. I've been getting busier and busier and whenever it seems that I may get a breather, things start coming in again. I'd made a few mistakes but managed to quickly fix the problem without the important people knowing any better. Hahaha. I'm such a shithead.

Dad's birthday was a simple dinner out at a void deck tze cha near our home. Meet the birthday boy!



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On a random note, I think my memory is failing me! I booked tickets for Doubt yesterday and told my friend that the movie was at Cineleisure when it was actually booked for The Cathay. As a result, we were both so very confused because I know I wouldn't book it at Cineleisure. Fortunately, my friend drove and we hopped to The Cathay and I was right, I DID book it at The Cathay! I wonder what was going through my mind when I was smsing the details over.

Braudy hell. Need to eat gingko nuts!

It's strange how working life changes people. All I can say is: My Ken Ken is all grown up now!

And for some inane reason, I am feeling ridiculously proud of you!

I want to go shopping: to buy jeans, to buy shoes, to buy some nice tops.

I want to go for pedicure!

I want to go for a massage!

I want to go for facials!

Braudy hell, and I keep telling myself to resist temptation.

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I had my orientation this week. It was okay. Even if the company was too cheap to rent transportation. So we had to travel via MRT and bus to the different places and then HR would reimburse us the transportation fees, which is like... a few dollars?

At the end, we had to do a quiz to test our knowledge! For those of you who knows where I work, great, you may get the joke.

Where did (insert company's name) originate from?
My answer: A book store in Edo.

Colleague (who had the misfortune to "mark" my quiz) said, "But... it has got nothing to do with the name?!"

Figures that I got the dumbest answer out there.

In my line of work, I learn new words almost every other day.

So, went for an interview. Er, I think I am still pretty much out of it because I wasn't interactive. =.= I am given an assignment to do, yet again. I am still wondering if I should go ahead to write the one page write up. Ever since the last disastrous job offer, which had me doing TWO assignments for them to gauge my writing skills turned out to be a fucking waste of time, I am ever wary of repeating the experience. Because ultimately I had to reject the company due to their sucky terms. Le sigh.

While I was out with a friend, I caught some weird stuff on my camera phone.



What the fuck... Talk about corny.



And kudos to Ben & Jerry's for creativity. Doubling neon green plastic dustbins as seats. That must cut down on costs!

And oh, breakfast pics! For those interested enough to see. >.<





Egg tart and char siew bun with coffee

I am going to lift from Mr Wang again. Read this interesting speech from Adrian Tan and really rings true for me. I learned the long and hard way though.

Life and How to Survive It

I highly recommend Adrian Tan's novels as well. I've read them in Secondary School and I still like the Teenage Textbook.

Writing multiple entries per day! I think I'm a compulsive blogger/LiveJournaler. Just want to share my latest addiction: UCC coffee and creamer! There's nothing better to start a day at work than a hot cup of coffee. 

I'm really loving these convenient pots of creamers. Waay better than Coffee Mate that tends to not dissolve properly if one, the water was not hot enough or two, the Coffee Mate has been kept for a long time. UCC Cafe Plus tastes better than Coffee Mate too!

Some good and bad things today.

Bad... start of the day - work. I generally feel fucking grouchy whenever I think about it. I drag my feet to work... almost literally.

Bad... when I was told by colleagues that my boss is feeling pissed off because another colleague and I were on MC. It happened that there was an important partner coming for site inspection and dinner.

Good... pleasantly surprised when I got belated birthday gifts from colleagues. One of them actually bought the same thing that another friend already gave me for birthday, with a different design. I'm quite glad because it showed that she knew me.

Good... got treated kopi by another colleague. Free kopi is always good.

Bad... some one at work didn't do their job and I'm somehow involved. Boss throws a tantrum.

Bad... some one sent chasers for reports that I thought she already had.

Bad... bad service at Nine West. Realized that Nine West didn't have good QC SOP, but I bought the overpriced, bad quality shoes anyway.

Good... retail therapy.

Bad... Peak hour. Fucking crowd in bus.

Good... Got a seat after bumming around in the bus for ten minutes.

Bad... missed dinner with family.

Good... home cooked mummy's mee sua. I love my mummy.

Add on: Good... making stupid gay sex talk with angelic_mel