Believe It or NOT

Yesterday

I was at school and went to the ladies and there was another classmate (who I recognize by face but never spoke to her) who was in the other cubicle.
As I was doing my business (aka peeing) I thought, THOUGHT ONLY, thought I heard a moan.
Hmm ok. I took my time and still waited even though I was done. And there it was - constant soft whimpering.
What was she doing, I wonder? It sounded wet.

Today

I called the cops! I called the neighbourhood police station on a bunch of mat-minah-scooters under the block making such a racket.
The officers took a frigging hour to come. They are located behind, I REPEAT, behind our street. Wow.
According to my dad, he could have murdered someone and they wouldn't have caught him.
Disturbing thoughts from a 51 yr old. But so true! What the hell man!
The mat-minahs cld have been high on weed for all you know and I'm sure they'd have hung around for 1 freuding hour to be caught.

They had their mat-minah-rocker songs going on and one girl was laughing like an injured hyena (according to Vani whom I'm so sure has encountered an injured hyena) but no shit man, they were just so damn bloody irritating.
And they weren't teens either, my mum had a peek and they were at least in their mid-twenties.

MID-TWENTIES. Hey, don't you guys have like 2 kids each to go home and attend to ? Oh wait, my bad, kids are usually thrown to the mothers.

Now I am not being a racist but why do mat-minahs just lurve hanging out bawah kolong blok? (English translation : under the block).

Don't they have a job to go to at 8.30am tomorrow morning? Work to complete? Datelines to meet? Bosses to please?

So it went down like this:
I was at my assignment, Vani & my dad standing in the study room for nearly 1 hr looking out the window hoping to spot the police car. I initated the first call to the cops. WE kept bugging my dad to call again so he did after 30 mins. Nothing. 15 mins later, he got mad and redialed and scolded the woman over the phone. He said, you tell me straight, if u police won't do anything, I will go down myself and settle it.
He was informed they were down on manpower.

Down on man power. On a Tuesday. Midnight. Bedok.

No shit. I can see how that will be tricky.


Sheesh. Why is the world like this?
I just finished my OTB group assignment. Had to piece together 5 assignments into one.
I'm tired.
Good night.

Updates

HI~

I haven't blogged for long, reason being my company had blocked blogs..( hehe say blocked blogs fast. say it again, sounds funny.) and I have this uneasy feeling about blogging yet not being able to read what I blog and I haven't touched Monique in a while either - no time.

But today, Andy gave me an idea of what to blog about! But first, let me talk.

I have a few pictures to upload but no bluetooth in the silly office so shall do it when I go home, really. I will.

Went to Thai express at Siglap on Friday. I got $30 voucher from the management as an apology for the awful service under the previous outlet manager who was going to leave so didn't give a shit. The guy at the counter (dressed in t-shirt and jeans) din allow me to use my discount card till I insisted the vouchers weren't part of a promotion but rather because I complained so I should still be entitled to use my member card. He agreed and afterwhich said the restaurant is now under his care and I complimented the efficiency. But what puzzled me was if he was the manager, who was the other guy dressed in black shirt and black pants while the rest were in t-shirt and jeans? Hmmm....

Yesterday we went to Ikea but I wanted to buy the straw goat (yes, straw GOAT) but they didn't have it :( But it's cute, no? So I bought a collander. What's a collander? The bowl-like thingy with small holes where you can drain vegetables and pasta. We are in DIRE need of one of those. No mother, a basket with tiny rectangular holes all around is NOT a substitute.

While we were queuing up to pay for some other stuff, I saw a tray with small biscuit squares and red jam for tasting. Being a fool that I am, I popped one into my mouth and immediately spat it out. It was SO DAMN AWFUL! I rushed to the cafe and had to queue to buy a coke to wash off the horrid taste and I DON"T LIKE COKE so you can imagine how bad it was. After I had calmed my nerves, I plucked up my courage to approach that deadly jar of "jam" to find out what parts of a dead fish were inside. It was red cabbage jam. It's yucky and thank god wasn't any fish roe-instestinical stew.

After that we went to Sentosa (will upload the pics too) - the Tanjong brach is very nice, it had a bar in the front and it was about 6ish so it wasn't hot. Just felt like swimming at that moment.

Oh yeah, two Indian men (obviously not local) approached a white man and his blonde toddler who was running ard in her diapers and asked him if they could take a pic with her.

WHY, In God's name, would someone wanna do that. Better still, WHY, In God's name would a father allow two weirdos to take a pic with his child?

"Oh look Raju, a white childl!"

"Gasp! Oh my god, you're... you're right! WAIT, is that What I think it is!! She's.... BLONDE!" "WE have got to snap a pic!"

"Yes! Don't usually get to see them running around in their diapers like the rest of us human kind!"

Heh. Weird Weird guy. We also saw another Indian man with half his hair missing. Not like a bald spot but the left side of the head was gone. Not to poke fun, poor guy must have had some accident, but if it were me, I would have rather gone totally bald then leave it like this.

Why, whyyyy!!!

Hmmm what else.. think.. think...

Yes! I'm planning to go to Genting for the FOURTH time. I went Sep 06, Feb 07, Apr 07 and now Jan 08! Wuhoo! I can't explain it but I just love the place. It's soo.. Just love it !

By the way, pls do read how Dr Tan Sri Lim Goh Tong created Genting Highlands. It's an amazing story... He was a genius, far better than any geniuses in my opinion. Who would have thought of a casino and a theme park in a jungle-like mountain?

A MUST READ

http://www.genting.com.my/en/mydream/success.htm

We're planning to go in Jan, hopefully after pay-day and when it's not so crowded. I hate it when it's crowded.

Seriously, you MUST go to Genting. It's a beautiful place and I don't think any other place in Asia, or the world, will have this kind of weather - cool, misty. Not even the places with snow.

Now the grand finale of my post, Andy told me (and allowed me to write this okay so no breach of confidentiality involved) that his family doesn't celebrate anything as in no holidays, no occasions and not even Chinese New Year..

Hm..uh..mmm.. oddd.

STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT MORE ! if he's willing to share. No pressure okay..

(and see more pics.)

MY Exam

SUCKED.
It was tricky, phrased all wrong and just arghh. It's my fault. I shld have studied harder, paced my time better and I tried to cram and forgot. But then again the questions were set by the Australian university unit co-ordinator who FORCED us to buy her dumb damn book which cost nearly $180. Imagine that. No one used her stupid book. We all rely on the lecturer's notes. Her book is confusing - it takes her 1 odd pages to just explain something my lecturer summarized in less than 3-4 lines. Our mid-term got postponed as well cos she was being a biatch! Not that I was complaining though.

I'm getting, or rather should be getting my bonus in March 2008. That's ... still some time away man. I wonder how much Yindiano will give. Two months? Three? Wow, imagine my colleague's bonus! (p.s: she earns $7K for doing reports..) two months also enough right? Can throw wedding.
And she's alone here. What's she gonna do with all her money?

DONATE SOME HERE LA.

Bloody hell. My 4 month bonus doesn't even touch her 2mth bonus..

I miss Monique. I haven't seen her for days. She's so pretty and she was so excited that I was taking her out again!
(picture us hand in hand, dancing around, singing)

Anyway Im sleepy and forcing myself to stay awake to watch CSI.

I shall end this post by saying "Im sleepy".

The truth about old people...

I don't have anything against the aged/aging population but I do HATE old people in the mornings. We as Singaporeans know that the stupid freaking train is so damn packed in the mornings with students and especially adults going to work.

So, may I ask WHY DO YOU, OLD PERSON, CHOOSE TO TAKE THE DAMN TRAIN IN THE DAMN MORNING WHEN IT IS SO DAMN PACKED?

I'm pretty sure you don't have an office to go to, judging by the way you are dressed or the fact that your maid or husband or grandchild is trailing you, but WHY for the love of God must you take the train when it is so crowded? Couldn't you damn well take a cab in the event you needed to go someplace so important (e.g. clinic, hospital) that you simply must take the train with us??

I think the money is worth it, don't you?

Now wait people, don't jump the gun. Let me tell you exactly why I hate them in the mornings.

Firstly, people are packed like sardines in a can till their faces are inches away from the doors. These "old, feeble, innocent, harmless"people simply LURVE to push their way in even though there is no space left causing people at the centre or back of the train to step on each other, molest each other, inconvenience and discomfort each other because of them. If you watch carefully tomorrow morning, you'd see alot of old people doing just that.

This morning there was an old couple who pushed their way through, annoying the people in the front. I was one of them. The old lady kept pushing peoples' hand so she could stay close to the poles while she moved till an ang moh lady gave up her seat for her. Her husband tried to squeeze between our hands which were holding the poles. I refused to budge and he tapped me and said he wanted to walk through. I just looked at him and he told me again and I just looked at him again and he got the drift and went around me. I wasn't being mean but I was trying to state a point - just because you are old doesn't mean you can get away with everything.

Why did they have to squeeze in when it was already so packed. Oh, so now I am supposed to make way for you? Go to hell.

There is also another old lady who takes the bus from the same bus-stop I do. She is big sized and whenever she boards the train she squeezes her hand together, as if to resemble a ball and boy does she resemble a huge ball of ugly, and she throws. YES THROWS herself in and just walks past everyone like a American footballer knocks over his opponents.

How to feel sorry for shit people like this? I hardly give up my seat. Really, unless the person is really old and weak. I mean you can just see and judge for yourself. I mean, if an old woman has the energy to dye her hair gold and red and whatever else, I suppose she deserves a seat because her i/c states she's above 60? Or she dresses like she's 16 - yes, we have all seen oldies like that.

I only give my seat up to pregnant women. At least they aren't annoying.

Old people should really stop exploiting themselves. It's terrible.

On another note, I am unable to access my own blog at work. They blocked it out. Just like they blocked Friendster, then YouTube. They must have realized alot of people read blogs in their free time. But I'm still able to blog. Funny isn't it.

Can't read blog but can write blog. Well, at least it wasn't categorized under tasteless.

Oh I wonder how long before they block blogger. Sounds like a riddle.

Now if you'd excuse me, I need to go print some shit.

The thin line

There is a thin line between acquaintances and friends, classmates and buddies, colleagues and well, associates.

My point is.. after being in the office for blah number of hrs, don't make me eat with them. NoooooOOOoooOooooooooOooooooooOoo.

We have a visitor today and the rule is everytime a visitor comes we MUST go out and have dinner with the visitor.

On one hand, free food and at restaurants right? On the other hand - business conversations which you have no idea about, laughing over jokes which are not funny and are too technical and you know damn right everyone is frigging laughing cos there is nothing else to say or do.

Not forgetting talking about current events, major events, famous people who died, weather, countries, you know those conversations that normal people like us just.. um.. don't talk about?

So its me, with a bunch of other people who talking e=z X ezf2 + et233 * e23. And I talk "I watched Game Plan on Sunday. It was funny. The Rock is cool. Quite impressed with his acting. After all, he was from WWE. Who'd have known? You do know what's WWE right? It was formerly known as WWF. No, not the organization with the panda logo... "

No, I am not unintelligent. I just don't like to choose"trying-to-show-how-darn-smart-you-are" dinner conversation.

Is that wrong?

Oh shit, I hear the laughter. You know THAT LAUGHTER. The one used when a conversation comes to an end? Though what was discussed was not funny and completely serious and sombre? That one that men use? That awful unision ha ha ha ha always in 5 hahas. You know that one!??!!?!? They are coming !! OH NO!!!

I have to go soon. And our visitor - looks like he has a permanent stick up his arse.

He is from England. England? Where's that? In France. No, England. arrrr. No idea. England? Arrrr....?

(Russell Peters joke. Wise up crackheads. Go and watch him. )

Mummy! Help me!

I shall end this post by saying:

1) These ppl suck

2) I like this poster.

A Picture paints a thousand words

So I was just walking around, running my lil errands and we decided to take the lift up to 12th floor and walk down as part of a futile effort to do some sort of exercise and along the way, I find unsightly sights and wonder how people live there.
They should thank their lucky stars they don't have ME as neighbours....

Started as a beautiful morning till I got back...















Then in the middle of NOWHERE... comes this. Who did he Kill!



and THIS
how doesn one walk??


Yes, thats Vani





Wait, that's not all.
Get this one when I was in Serangoon on Saturday.




I can't say where.
I wish my job had these perks.

Alone at last!

Yes! Me bause is overseas (perhaps it'll flood and keep him there longer), the other two are at a conference, I'm left with two manjans (one looks like he sells chicken rice but sounds like he heart NY) and they don't disturb so yippie!

One will come back later, oh shit, at 11.30am, its already 10.40am. SIGH. And when you think you have all the freedom in the world... (crosses fingers, pls pls pls leave me alone and not bother me).

Plan for today - finish my Workplace Law assignment 1 (or rather start it). The funniest thing abt this assignment is that we MUST do it in point form, all essays REJECTED and to keep it as minimum as possible. groovy huh.
Then to Best Denki parkway to get my refund of $299. These bastards took 3 weeks to decide to give it back - long story short : OchieBitchy bank made a mistake in credit limit so I had to top up cash then they amended the mistake and both sides didnt want to refund the money. Now usually a person would get tired of 2 weeks of fighting with two dumbass companies, NOT ME!!! I will never give up. FIGHT TO THE END! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Um. So yes, I am getting my money back. But wait, my highly intelligent mother moved all the stuff from Monique's box around and now the invoice is missing. I only have the letters from OchieBitchy bank proving the purchase and they need some number to undo the agreement. Wonderful. And they have no other records at their side as well. But the lady said just come down and she will settle the rest. I have a stack of lucky draw coupons to fill in but all require that transaction no. to be eligible.
Clap clap mother.
I see I get my brains from the other side.. Grrrrrrrrrrrr....

I better be $299 richer by 8pm tonight OR ELSe........... somebody gonna get hurt REAL bad.... somebody...
I won't say who. but somebody.

I shall end this post by saying that I have a picture I wanted to put up but I forgot to transfer it to my pc or Monique and shall do so today.

Workplace law, here I come.