Convo

Ah, the convo...

Turned up for the ceremony in the end and got my bestest gal pal to accompany my ma. i owe her a BIG THANK YOU. It was reali reali nice of you to wake up so early, sit thru a borin ceremony and stay with my ma all morning.

The day started in the Nanyang Audi basement big toilet with lots of gers and some mums fussing over the mortarboard and gown. Lots of safety pins and granny hairpins were used to prevent wardrobe malfunction and falling headgear. Thankfully Dawn was all prepped and ready to help!

And so we all sat down in the audi and watched the profs strut onstage in even crazier outfits. Then the special prizes. Congrats to Andy who got the Gold medal Following that it was a bore. Name calling, handshake, multiply that by like 500 times. Eventually the last name was called and greeted with thunderous applause..last guy very poor thing hor.

Then all adjorn for lunch/pic taking with family n frenz

What followed in the afternoon was way more tiring than a normal work day though i think our artistic director is the most tired since he has to lug around his big cam, try to get everyone to stand properly like taking pri sku class pic, siam mortarboards during the board throwing pics and buy us drinks somemore. Many thanks to Siwei.

Hours under the hot sun wrapped like a dumpling in that crazy outfit did take its toll. My mei mei had commented the previous night when i tried on the outfit that i look like a dead bird. By the end of it, tink reali look n felt like one.

Thankfully, Ade and Andy arranged for a mini-bus. The air-con revived everybody and enabled us to cam-whore from Nanyang Heritage Centre to UOB Plaza to Esplanade and finally Fort Canning.

Hot, sweaty, unglam but unforgettable!

MK2 - Mystery of 6.5kg

(Back-dated)

My mei mei never fails to amaze me with her intelligence or lack thereoff.

I had just purchased a new washing machine from the Harvey Norman Roadshow at West Mall last Sunday. An entry level model from Samsung at a very good price.

The blur salesman actually called me on Sat to ask if the delivery was on the 23rd, Sunday. After I confirmed with an equally blur ‘Ah..Huhh? Yaa ya its tomolo..’, he proceeded to ask .. “Ah then Miss Leong, what time is the delivery?”.. *faints*

I bet he is swimming in order forms and somehow lost track of his records.

Eventually they got the time wrong still. Supposedly 4-7pm but the delivery guy called moi at 1130am and said he’s coming in half an hour.
“Cos Sunday don’t work so late!”
Resulting in moi rushing to push back tuition by an hour.

But that’s besides the point. I digress.

The point is my mei mei can reali be so innocent dumb at times I dunno whether to laugh or cry.

Yesterday was one of those classic moments.
Last night I got home and plonked down on the sofa as wei1 xian3 ren2 wu4 (aka the jian4 nan2 ren2 show cos it seems in the episodes I’ve caught so far, men either kill their wives, cause loansharks to kill their wives or their wives murder them cos they drove their wives bonkers) was playing on channel 8.

Mei mei treated me to a tiny slice of apple strudel. She sliced one into many pieces you see. But got xim1 la.
And proceeded to complain that the washing machine was so damn heavy she couldn’t move it. That its definitely NOT 6.5kg as stated on its label.

I went ‘Huh? You move it for what? Nothing better to do is it?’
Then it dawned on me what she had been thinking.
*freak*

I said ‘You siao? How can you have no common sense’
True to her MK1 style, she continued, ‘label says 6.5 mah. How come so heavy?’

Moi then asked. Do ovens and fans have labels telling you their weight?

‘No.. for what?’

‘ya.. precisely..for what?’

‘What you mean?’

‘Don’t tell you..so stupid.’

‘Don’t scold me stupid. You then stupid! What?’

‘Wahaha..*evil laugh*’

‘What??’

*More evil laugh*

What is a washing machine for?

“wash clothes..u STUPID!!’

“Ya lor”

“OOOOhh… the weight of the water it can hold!!’

About there I guess…

creAtive not so C-r-e-a-t-i-v-e

This post has been sitting in the drafts section for ages. started but not completed. i'm completing it as i patiently wait for the world cup finals to start.
Creative.. ah.. the creative warehouse sale is a bargain hunter's playground but a marketer's nightmare and i consider myself a little of both. Okie mabe a bit more of the former...

The Pricing and Promotion were horrible.
On the other hand, bargains galore.
But really, its no way to market a lifestyle product.

Neways the Creative Warehouse sale was bw 25-27 June. I went on the 27th (Sunday) taking my mei mei along to look see and mabe land a bargain item.

The 1st thing that caught our attention was a giant signboard with lots of MP3 players, like an NTUC discount spread in the newspapers. Very auntie.

Usual price cancelled with the discount price written beside, and freebies thrown in fo some. My mental calculator started churning to work out the best deal Gig for Gig.. then i noticed a glaring error -->
The original price of the 1 gig Zen Neon is more than the 5 gig one??
Typo? spell check!

On the 1st page of the brochure, 'red-hot' items for Day 1 of the sale were refurbished items going for $1. Selling reconditioned items alongside new ones is a no-no. There is a reason for 2nd hand dealerships. Ca you imagine old Mazda's selling alongside new ones in showrooms for half price?

Next we proceeded to check out the MP3s at the display counters. There's a newly launched product, the Zen V and Zen V Plus. A tiny cute little thing. Pretty. My fingers got a bit itchy so i picked up the demo set and twiddled with it.

It HANGED. Ugh! The promoter was all straight faced when he said 'oh this is a demo set so will hang, its not spoilt, happens a lot, the real thing wont be like that. Let me reset it.'

And he proceeded to poke at this little hole at the side of the tiny Zen V Plus with a pin (yes he had a pin ready for such 'emergencies')

Then he passed it back to me and said 'see its very simple to reset'

Isn't it the real thing? Demo set spoil will scare customers away! I'm sure Mr Sim can afford to replace the cranky demo set...

.....

In the end, i decided to grab a pair of nifty portable speakers, not high end stuff, but value for money.
As it turns out the portable speakers came with the big wooden sub woofer thing too. And everything came packed in a big box which was certainly not light. The salesman helped me to carry it and stupid me offered to take it to the queue myself and almost dropped it when he passed it to me. Ugh. Thankfully it didn't crash to the ground, else both my pocket and pride would be quite seriously damaged.

Neways i lugged it along the queue and managed to lift it onto the counter with a heave. And there i was in for another surprise. With my humble purchase, i was instantly made a Creative Card Member, eligible for a discount and a $7 rebate off my next purchase. I'm not complaining about the $ saved. But for young punks who want to look cool, such rebates are very 'Shop & Save' like. An effortless membership is rather low on the hip quotient too.

And so auntie leong lugged the box all the way to the other end of the hall to get my membership card.

The card...
Kop the pic online, so its not very clear. basically orangey cncentric circles.

Onward to the free shuttlle back to JE. It looked like it was about to leave as folks in front of us starting running towards the bus. I emphasize it looked like it was leaving cos it really wasn't. Anyways true to our auntie spirit, we started 'jogging' too. Basically i attempted to run, but couldn't cos of the speakers i was lugging. But my mei mei, she took the box over and RAN. My mei mei is so strong! I decided there and then that i'm never getting into a fight with her cos i surely can't win. But i sure as hell was grateful she's around to lend a strong arm and leg. Now i know what all those pumping in NPCC did!

Just found this on its webby -->


And the price of my speakers just got slashed further at the online shop!!
shucks!!

Tian shi di li ren he

Today's a wasted day.
It would not have made a difference if i didn't turn up.
Whoever's supposed to approve my new system access was not available. MIA? MC?
I couldn't haunt her down and folks i approached simply told moi to wait it out.
And so wait i did, for the whole day, while the form passes on and eventually ends up at the right place. *hopefully* .. before too much work silently piles up and jams up in the system like a clogged toilet. Mind you, i'll be the one sinking in shit when that happens.

To think that I was “studying” over the weekend, having been reminded to go through the manuals faithfully and all. I lugged home a black ring file and a couple of plastic folders in a most unglam state on Friday, so as to get a grip on the 101 rules and procedures in place and hopefully avoid messing up today. Apparently its wasted effort. *Sighs*

So miffed.

I guess that’s life. Things often don’t come when you want them to. When you’re free, there’s too much time to while away. When stuff comes, they come in a wave and threaten to sweep you off your feet.

Back in school, there may be periods of no homework, zero test, zilch. One wonders why all the teachers turned into saints. But before we know it, tests start popping up aroung the same time and we grip about the poor timing.

In uni for instance, there may be ‘droughts’ with no presentations and then there are periods when multiple deadlines fall on the same day or week. We work overtime to squeeze out reports and slides at the last minute and drive ourselves nuts. Perhaps the FYP tutor may be unlocatable for ages and then makes his presence felt when exam approaches, dealing a double whammy.

In relationships too, perhaps once upon a time you liked this person a lot and the person didn’t like you back or didn’t treat you the way you hoped he would. Perhaps when the person finally looks back, you realise the feeling is no longer the same or vice versa.

Wrong place, wrong person, wrong time. Happens all the time.
Things happening at the right place at the right time are perhaps more the exception than the norm.. *Sigh again*

*pensive*

U-P-D-A-T-I-N-G

Jus a random update... Warning: Yawn factor: 7/10
But pls do read para2.

Its been ages since i last blogged. Haven't been realli inspired to write anythng, much less anything funny. I did actualli start penning a few posts recently, but they all sounded so bland n boring i decided everyone wld rather give it a miss.

First of all, I would like to apologise to all my frenz whom ive mysteriously disappeared on. Really sorry.. like wat lily chan juz said on msn, i've sorta vanished.

Tink im still suffering from some afflictions relating to work
ie. ''adjustment sickness'' and ''information overload''. I'll come out of this shell soon i promise. And to lychee! I'm still keen on getting some exercise.. realli realli!! When ive settled down a bit more...Rite now im still rather disconnected. havent touched the newspapers or watched any soccur! really want to catch the finals at least!

Making minor progress..like finding out where to get my requisite daily dose of cold sugary caffine drink to kip my eyes open and my head up. *faints*

The best one is really far at the aptly named Far East Square where they serve up a mean iced teh tarik.

The next best thing is the really cheap soy + chin chow at Golden Shoe.

Of cos nth beats my fav ice milk tea.

i guess the fit is not quite there in terms of personality. its quite shockin reali. im considered the numbers ger among the 3 eucharians, with an eye for details. but now im far from being meticulous enough.

ive always considered myself an introvert compared to ntumarket and now i feel like an extrovert in my cubicle. So far only one person has dropped by my cubicle just to say Hi, and the person is not even frm my own division.

What's worse is i havent even said Hello to my new neighbour who's filling the cubicle on my left although i really wanted to. Cos i was worried i mite shock my neighbour since no one does such stuff here. *chicken* I promise i wld do it on Mon.

So far juz abt the most exciting thing ive done at work is to zip off to the MNG presale during lunch. I half walked half ran to the MRT station the moment the clock struck 12. Destination: Isetan Orchard outlet cos its nearest to the station. My sis had already been stationed there to queue for the dressing room. I grabbed a few items, tried and then passed them to my sis to pay b4 zipping off. I made it back by 1.15. A bit short-of-breath and very hungry but none the worse.

Only bought 3 items. A camisole, a cheapo bag and 3/4pants at half price. Its just the mentality that one muz take advantage of a sale that drove me there i suppose. *typical kiasuism*