Monday, May 29, 2006
Collaging Spree
Been collaging with Picassa lately, haha.. noticed a slight thing for improvement .. ANy Google staff hearing tis? hahaha.. pics mus be in the same folder to collage.. it wld be more friendly if u can select pics from diff folders.. instead of havin to move them together.. yip..
Neway been in tis pensive and reflective mood the past week, ever since comin back fr BKK. so well..
i tink i'm missin sku already.. and the market.. as all of us will be movin on with our life, wherever it leads us, hopefully in the yrs to come, we can all mit up occassionally to celebrate birthdays, sing KTV, pig out..
Of note: R1 C1, one of the nicest person ever, YongLiang, who offered so much help! R1 C2, Genesis enscounced in the little room behind. Mac coutesy of the Eucharians;) R1, C3 and R2 C1, souvenirs for one another.
R2, C3 and R3, C123, Market showing their power! Thank you:)
Cam-whoring during the break.
Friday, May 26, 2006
BKK with the lilies
As my cheap nail art starts to chip off, i'm miss the tiring but fun trip to BKK. ALbeit a short 4D3N trip, but i managed to totally blow my budget and had to borrow 400 baht from lily chan to pay airport tax.
So what did i buy? As i tallied up my purchases, finally unpacked from the ah-ma canvas bag. (the blue-red-white trusty classic has been updated with mickey mouse prints), half of the stuff are gifts, a quarter are useless knick-knacks.. so what's useful?
my top 3 fav purchases...
....... 99baht 3/4 pants.. i'll be wearing them a lot..floppin ard like an ah-soh.. considerin i got 3 pairs.. lol.. i 'weaved through' leaking canvas sheets to get to the store and had to squeeze pass women while trying to avoid the puddles of water at my feet to get to the pants!
................... a black clutch for 75baht..
.................................. and a 199 baht pair of silly wedges encased in bright pink flowery print.. gasp.. with fantastic service too. I was trying to balance my mocha latte and a box of Dunkin DOnuts and the shopgirl helped me to try on 2 different sizes of the shoe! Nice... Wait til i figure out how to wear it without looking like im being hit by flowers...
and top 3 most memorable experiences were...
..........Praying at the Erawan shrine: Firstly, i got confused as i prayed and wondered which side i missed.. *gasp*, then lily chan and moi were trapped as they started to wash the road around the shrine. Poor lily fong was stuck outside holding one coconut in each hand since she cant go in due to religious reasons. when we finally got out, we were stuck between the sloshing water jets and crazy traffic. I figured our sandals were being sterilised by industrial strength detergent.
...........................Watching a romantic chick-flick which turned out to be a terrible period drama. It was so cliche and lame it got funny. Its basically abt a spoilt brat who toyed with his beautiful childhood friend's feelings and later really fall in love with her. The sex scenes were cringeworthy. The stupid director tried to bring across the idea that the couple had many rendevous at an inn by having various almost identical scenes shown in quick succession, just that the female lead's kimono kept changing.
After some research, the show Spring Snow is actually an adaption of one of the 4 part novels by Yukio Mishima - an acclaimed author who is one of the most influential Japanese Novelist of the 20th century. Its some arty farty stuff apparently..
http://www.wdog.com/rider/writings/springsnow.htm
.....................................and well, seeing all fellow lilies in our worst possible state.. sans-make-up, skin going downhill no thanks to the polluted air and dirt and lily chan is holding onto some blackmail worthy pics..
And what's the worst experience?
Getting home with my bags.
Lugging 3 bags from T1, onto the sky train, to T2, to the MRT, changing trains at Tanah Merah and JE was no easy feat! I had to call my mei mei who had thankfully returned home from sku, bribe her with a pair of cutsy flats and a voodoo doll so that she'll come to the MRT station to help moi get thru the last leg of the journey home.
Setting-off: 19th May Friday
Lily Fong and Lily Chan
& their love affair with seafood
Back to Sg, with a crazy amount of luggage for such a short trip... *faints*
I'm proud to declare all my stuff weigh just under 10Kg, banana chips and shoes included!!
ANd of cos .. My beloved 199baht sandals which i haven't figured out how to wear!!
So what did i buy? As i tallied up my purchases, finally unpacked from the ah-ma canvas bag. (the blue-red-white trusty classic has been updated with mickey mouse prints), half of the stuff are gifts, a quarter are useless knick-knacks.. so what's useful?
my top 3 fav purchases...
....... 99baht 3/4 pants.. i'll be wearing them a lot..floppin ard like an ah-soh.. considerin i got 3 pairs.. lol.. i 'weaved through' leaking canvas sheets to get to the store and had to squeeze pass women while trying to avoid the puddles of water at my feet to get to the pants!
................... a black clutch for 75baht..
.................................. and a 199 baht pair of silly wedges encased in bright pink flowery print.. gasp.. with fantastic service too. I was trying to balance my mocha latte and a box of Dunkin DOnuts and the shopgirl helped me to try on 2 different sizes of the shoe! Nice... Wait til i figure out how to wear it without looking like im being hit by flowers...
and top 3 most memorable experiences were...
..........Praying at the Erawan shrine: Firstly, i got confused as i prayed and wondered which side i missed.. *gasp*, then lily chan and moi were trapped as they started to wash the road around the shrine. Poor lily fong was stuck outside holding one coconut in each hand since she cant go in due to religious reasons. when we finally got out, we were stuck between the sloshing water jets and crazy traffic. I figured our sandals were being sterilised by industrial strength detergent.
...........................Watching a romantic chick-flick which turned out to be a terrible period drama. It was so cliche and lame it got funny. Its basically abt a spoilt brat who toyed with his beautiful childhood friend's feelings and later really fall in love with her. The sex scenes were cringeworthy. The stupid director tried to bring across the idea that the couple had many rendevous at an inn by having various almost identical scenes shown in quick succession, just that the female lead's kimono kept changing.
After some research, the show Spring Snow is actually an adaption of one of the 4 part novels by Yukio Mishima - an acclaimed author who is one of the most influential Japanese Novelist of the 20th century. Its some arty farty stuff apparently..
http://www.wdog.com/rider/writings/springsnow.htm
.....................................and well, seeing all fellow lilies in our worst possible state.. sans-make-up, skin going downhill no thanks to the polluted air and dirt and lily chan is holding onto some blackmail worthy pics..
And what's the worst experience?
Getting home with my bags.
Lugging 3 bags from T1, onto the sky train, to T2, to the MRT, changing trains at Tanah Merah and JE was no easy feat! I had to call my mei mei who had thankfully returned home from sku, bribe her with a pair of cutsy flats and a voodoo doll so that she'll come to the MRT station to help moi get thru the last leg of the journey home.
Setting-off: 19th May Friday
Camera-whoring shamelessly in the room!
Lily Fong and Lily Chan
& their love affair with seafood
Back to Sg, with a crazy amount of luggage for such a short trip... *faints*
I'm proud to declare all my stuff weigh just under 10Kg, banana chips and shoes included!!
ANd of cos .. My beloved 199baht sandals which i haven't figured out how to wear!!
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Offensive content: Battle of the Posers
I attended a particularly innovative selection exercise with a certain stat board yesterday and kudos to their HR dept for thinking of such interesting ways to do a massive group interview.
You talk, yabber yabber yabber...
You play a couple of group games
and then you go for a short interview.
Nicely done.
And moi went in feeling good, despite having had difficulty finding the place and after asking passer-bys to no avail . I digress.. so after shelling out 3.80 for a short taxi ride. (morning peak surcharge) 480 metres to be exact, i arrived at a little building tucked somewhere in tiong bahru in one piece, sweating a bit, but nth that a short trip to the loo wont solve.
Upon stepping in, i made a dash to the loo, after which i escounced myself comfortably in a seat, praying that my sweaty palms condition would juz turn itself off for half a day. It didnt.
There were a few potentials there and as 9am approached more ppl streamed in.
The battle of posers had begun.
U can feel it in the air.
Having been warned by Dawn previously abt the pretentiousness of the exercise, I was prepping myself to switch into Poser mode.
Neways i dont tink i can divulge the games here. Lest I get sued or sth, but it doesnt take a genius to figure out that it was basically about teamwork, decision making as a group and leadership qualities.
Moi knew she had to fake it. ALong with all the others in my grp too. If there was a fake-o-meter in the air, it would have exploded.. Hahaha.
And so we all faked.. I tink i did pretty well honestly. I was quite happy with my performance until ...
we were asked if we had any comments abt the game we juz played. I failed that round cos i had no comments. and this NTU HR ger easily took home the tiara for poser queen. SHe actually launched into a PEP TALK.
You talk, yabber yabber yabber...
You play a couple of group games
and then you go for a short interview.
Nicely done.
And moi went in feeling good, despite having had difficulty finding the place and after asking passer-bys to no avail . I digress.. so after shelling out 3.80 for a short taxi ride. (morning peak surcharge) 480 metres to be exact, i arrived at a little building tucked somewhere in tiong bahru in one piece, sweating a bit, but nth that a short trip to the loo wont solve.
Upon stepping in, i made a dash to the loo, after which i escounced myself comfortably in a seat, praying that my sweaty palms condition would juz turn itself off for half a day. It didnt.
There were a few potentials there and as 9am approached more ppl streamed in.
The battle of posers had begun.
U can feel it in the air.
Having been warned by Dawn previously abt the pretentiousness of the exercise, I was prepping myself to switch into Poser mode.
Neways i dont tink i can divulge the games here. Lest I get sued or sth, but it doesnt take a genius to figure out that it was basically about teamwork, decision making as a group and leadership qualities.
Moi knew she had to fake it. ALong with all the others in my grp too. If there was a fake-o-meter in the air, it would have exploded.. Hahaha.
And so we all faked.. I tink i did pretty well honestly. I was quite happy with my performance until ...
we were asked if we had any comments abt the game we juz played. I failed that round cos i had no comments. and this NTU HR ger easily took home the tiara for poser queen. SHe actually launched into a PEP TALK.
[QUOTE] I think we all did very well and I am happy with how we worked together as a team. It was great team work and I like the way we supported one another [QUOTE]
I had to put in real effort to get the disgusted look of my face. I hope i did.
Shit.
But anyways, i put in my fair bit of acting too. But im not even a page boy going by the Queen's standards. Faint.
Tuff.. I hope i acted well enuf.
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i figured thats life.. tuff
Friday, May 05, 2006
Awake!
Im still awake! Argh!
Neways after such a depressing post, i figured i'll talk about something more motivating since im still not sleepy.
Well, the final leg of the competition will be over real soon. Just a few more days and i'll close this chapter of my life, feel that ive officially completed my education, go and have fun at the market chalet and start job seeking actively. it'll be great and it had better be! it'll probably be the last time so many ppl can get tog for a chalet...
Rem being on the train after the morning job which was supposed to be sorta a class outing cum 48 buck earning session. marred by the awful awful woman called Joanne - graduate of NTU too!!! She is so mean, so rude, so arrogant... and ... decided not to blog about that day after all, cos i figured we've all bitched and bitched about her that morning and afterwards. and i figure i'll meet many more such ppl in the future so i better learn to cope with it. I digress...
anyway i was saying bye bye to Qiuling and was about to say 'c u in sku' when i realised there's no more sku and i wont be seeing ntu market ppl in class! Sad sia, so this chalet better be GR8!!!
Neways i feel ive challenged myself this sem as its my final sem and although there is only 1 core, i felt real busy. Initially cos of web design GE and zero arty flair me killed myself doing my first webby and learning fireworks. Cos i noe nuts about such stuff, i figure taking the GE would force me to try. and i probably took twice the time my fellow classmates did jus to churn out something passable. But it was worth it, cos i realli felt i learnt something useful.
After which cos of lorealing.. wont be lorealing animore in a few days.
tink i'll get withdrawal symptoms cos by then i'll be JOBLESS and AIMLESS!!
But while im at it, i tink tis whole loreal thing has made me learn alot. We're like really weak in terms of design, IT, etc which are really crucial in this phase.
and that made us so so frustrated. Met the best and the worst kind of people. Begging for help is never never easy. And the let-downs are really quite sad. I figured we take much longer to come up with something. Just to get something presentable out, we have to go thru detours and we owe quite a few very nice people favours too. We've had our share of emotional troughs where group morale is super duper low and highs too.
Nonetheless, we're come so far already so we'll finish off nicely then we'll have no regrets!
And to my dear teammates, well all i can say is thanks for everything, bitching and disagreements included. i'm glad we havent murdered one another yet. better pen it down before i lose my guts or 'mood'. i believe all of us have our own competencies(none of which being design though we TRY) and to lily fong, although sometimes i get damn irritated by your xiaojie-ness, i hafta say you do churn out good 'fluff'. notice i put it in " " ? i can see you doing something like that for Her World or CLEO as beauty editor and having bucketloads of fun doing it! and today when you yipped and yeahed when we got the cutting figured out *hahah* i reali find you quite cute la.. dont throw a shoe!
and to lily chan: im so so thankful you're our 'liason officer' and its a super tuff job, esp with cranky folks out there like 'you know who'. i duno if you're still keen on the tourism and hotel industry but i tink u'll be gr8 at it. natural PR skills there! and i'll grow to like THE SONG. hah!
And both of you are the bestest teammates! i wouldnt exchange you for anyone else!
ps: I know we've all been seeing each other far too much and we'll avoid each other like the plague for a month after May 08!
Neways after such a depressing post, i figured i'll talk about something more motivating since im still not sleepy.
Well, the final leg of the competition will be over real soon. Just a few more days and i'll close this chapter of my life, feel that ive officially completed my education, go and have fun at the market chalet and start job seeking actively. it'll be great and it had better be! it'll probably be the last time so many ppl can get tog for a chalet...
Rem being on the train after the morning job which was supposed to be sorta a class outing cum 48 buck earning session. marred by the awful awful woman called Joanne - graduate of NTU too!!! She is so mean, so rude, so arrogant... and ... decided not to blog about that day after all, cos i figured we've all bitched and bitched about her that morning and afterwards. and i figure i'll meet many more such ppl in the future so i better learn to cope with it. I digress...
anyway i was saying bye bye to Qiuling and was about to say 'c u in sku' when i realised there's no more sku and i wont be seeing ntu market ppl in class! Sad sia, so this chalet better be GR8!!!
Neways i feel ive challenged myself this sem as its my final sem and although there is only 1 core, i felt real busy. Initially cos of web design GE and zero arty flair me killed myself doing my first webby and learning fireworks. Cos i noe nuts about such stuff, i figure taking the GE would force me to try. and i probably took twice the time my fellow classmates did jus to churn out something passable. But it was worth it, cos i realli felt i learnt something useful.
After which cos of lorealing.. wont be lorealing animore in a few days.
tink i'll get withdrawal symptoms cos by then i'll be JOBLESS and AIMLESS!!
But while im at it, i tink tis whole loreal thing has made me learn alot. We're like really weak in terms of design, IT, etc which are really crucial in this phase.
and that made us so so frustrated. Met the best and the worst kind of people. Begging for help is never never easy. And the let-downs are really quite sad. I figured we take much longer to come up with something. Just to get something presentable out, we have to go thru detours and we owe quite a few very nice people favours too. We've had our share of emotional troughs where group morale is super duper low and highs too.
Nonetheless, we're come so far already so we'll finish off nicely then we'll have no regrets!
And to my dear teammates, well all i can say is thanks for everything, bitching and disagreements included. i'm glad we havent murdered one another yet. better pen it down before i lose my guts or 'mood'. i believe all of us have our own competencies(none of which being design though we TRY) and to lily fong, although sometimes i get damn irritated by your xiaojie-ness, i hafta say you do churn out good 'fluff'. notice i put it in " " ? i can see you doing something like that for Her World or CLEO as beauty editor and having bucketloads of fun doing it! and today when you yipped and yeahed when we got the cutting figured out *hahah* i reali find you quite cute la.. dont throw a shoe!
and to lily chan: im so so thankful you're our 'liason officer' and its a super tuff job, esp with cranky folks out there like 'you know who'. i duno if you're still keen on the tourism and hotel industry but i tink u'll be gr8 at it. natural PR skills there! and i'll grow to like THE SONG. hah!
And both of you are the bestest teammates! i wouldnt exchange you for anyone else!
ps: I know we've all been seeing each other far too much and we'll avoid each other like the plague for a month after May 08!
Farm hustling
Its 4am and im still wide awake. Been playing farm hustle for like 3hrs? Just stoning and 'hustling'. Brain freeze and an aching finger. mousing, clicking, mousing, clickin. Been a long day.. I waited hours just to get the A2 sized boards printed. Gosh.. all becoz its cheap. as in really cheap. so i traded 5 hours of my not so valuable time to save on printing costs.
Yip and Im officially unemployed now. I tell myself to adjust the date to 'results day'. Hmm. But well. Sad to say at the ripe old age of 22 going on 23, im still unsure of what exactly i want to do or rather where my competency is, what exactly im good at? As a kid, ive aspired to be a doctor, astronaut, teacher, journalist, a novelist.. the usual childhood ambitions and the not so usual too.. like fa3 yi1 after watching some tv serial.
By now, i no longer fantasize about what i want to be. more like the bread and butter issues. and hope for a good working environment, wherever that is.. and earning a decent living. life as an adult is no no longer airbrushed. harsh reality beckons and i have to accept my lot in life and make the best out of it.
The world is an ugly place. There are moments of beauty of cos. And we all live for those moments. Or else life would not be worth living.
On TV, with the elections looming, things are getting unpleasant. The mud-slinging, ugly exchanges are going into overkill when they're being repeated over and over. Please report on something else.. please.. Its there on the Newspapers, on radio, on the news. It'll all blow over by Sat..thankfully.
My area is a walk-over, so there is hardly any action. But in contested areas, it seems that dramas are unfolding. On the papers, i contemplate the opposition's 'to-do' list. Although i dont love the PAP to bits or anything, I do find some of the items on the opposition's laundry list laughable.
Example: We'll do away with foreign workers who are taking over our jobs. Then all Singaporeans will have jobs.
Seriously, how can people buy this? But it works! Say it during a rally and the middle-aged and unemployed guy with no skills and a family to feed will believe. Yes it can happen. If all the Bangladesh and Pakistani construction workers who are depressing the wages leave, the company would hire me and pay more $!
But if cheaper foreign labour is eliminated, the factories would pack up too, taking the jobs along.
If healthcare is made free for poorer folks, the rich would be taxed more, and Bukit Timah folks would cash out their bank accounts and go somewhere else with a lower tax rate. And we'll be left with a nation of poor people. Although i agree that health care is really really expensive. and if i get cancer now, i'll probably just die quite fast cos i'll be stuck in a C class ward with no air con and taking generic brand subsidised medicine. I'll have to see a different doctor everytime who will scan thru my record in a minute and dont give 2 hoots about how sick i am cos he has many other patients to see and im too poor to get a dedicated doc.
Sad but true. But that's reality.
Of cos there's income disparity. And its getting bigger. How do i measure it? By looking at the number of people going through rubbish bins. Yes digging in rubbish bins looking for empty drink cans.
I dont know about other estates but I stay in bukit batok and sad to say, ive been seeing them all the time. In recent years, i c more and more. I recognise this old plump auntie who always ambles along with a metal rod which she uses to poke around the rubbish in the bin and fish out the empty drink cans. If i had an 830 class, i'll probably see her 'stopping by' the bus stop while waiting for the bus. Its like a routine and she's kind of more reliable than the bus.
There's another old man who uses an umbrella instead. He'll poke around the bin with the pointy end of the umbrella and i often see him too.
I figure they live in bukit batok as they probably wont have the money to spend on transport. Ive done a rought estimate of how much they make. Assuming that one drink can fetches 5cents, and it takes 5 min to find another dustbin with one empty can on average and they work 10 hrs a day. It works out to ( 60/5=12 cans an hour 12x10=120 cans 120 x 0.05= 6 dollars) Its really sad and i cant help but feel sad everytime i c them. Sometimes on bus 174, i'll think about it after seeing the woman with the metal rod.
And people who make such statements know that such cannot be done. But they still say it. Cos some of the gullible folks out there might actually buy it. Folks like the woman with the metal rod or the old man with the unbrealla. Im appalled.
Yip and Im officially unemployed now. I tell myself to adjust the date to 'results day'. Hmm. But well. Sad to say at the ripe old age of 22 going on 23, im still unsure of what exactly i want to do or rather where my competency is, what exactly im good at? As a kid, ive aspired to be a doctor, astronaut, teacher, journalist, a novelist.. the usual childhood ambitions and the not so usual too.. like fa3 yi1 after watching some tv serial.
By now, i no longer fantasize about what i want to be. more like the bread and butter issues. and hope for a good working environment, wherever that is.. and earning a decent living. life as an adult is no no longer airbrushed. harsh reality beckons and i have to accept my lot in life and make the best out of it.
The world is an ugly place. There are moments of beauty of cos. And we all live for those moments. Or else life would not be worth living.
On TV, with the elections looming, things are getting unpleasant. The mud-slinging, ugly exchanges are going into overkill when they're being repeated over and over. Please report on something else.. please.. Its there on the Newspapers, on radio, on the news. It'll all blow over by Sat..thankfully.
My area is a walk-over, so there is hardly any action. But in contested areas, it seems that dramas are unfolding. On the papers, i contemplate the opposition's 'to-do' list. Although i dont love the PAP to bits or anything, I do find some of the items on the opposition's laundry list laughable.
Example: We'll do away with foreign workers who are taking over our jobs. Then all Singaporeans will have jobs.
Seriously, how can people buy this? But it works! Say it during a rally and the middle-aged and unemployed guy with no skills and a family to feed will believe. Yes it can happen. If all the Bangladesh and Pakistani construction workers who are depressing the wages leave, the company would hire me and pay more $!
But if cheaper foreign labour is eliminated, the factories would pack up too, taking the jobs along.
If healthcare is made free for poorer folks, the rich would be taxed more, and Bukit Timah folks would cash out their bank accounts and go somewhere else with a lower tax rate. And we'll be left with a nation of poor people. Although i agree that health care is really really expensive. and if i get cancer now, i'll probably just die quite fast cos i'll be stuck in a C class ward with no air con and taking generic brand subsidised medicine. I'll have to see a different doctor everytime who will scan thru my record in a minute and dont give 2 hoots about how sick i am cos he has many other patients to see and im too poor to get a dedicated doc.
Sad but true. But that's reality.
Of cos there's income disparity. And its getting bigger. How do i measure it? By looking at the number of people going through rubbish bins. Yes digging in rubbish bins looking for empty drink cans.
I dont know about other estates but I stay in bukit batok and sad to say, ive been seeing them all the time. In recent years, i c more and more. I recognise this old plump auntie who always ambles along with a metal rod which she uses to poke around the rubbish in the bin and fish out the empty drink cans. If i had an 830 class, i'll probably see her 'stopping by' the bus stop while waiting for the bus. Its like a routine and she's kind of more reliable than the bus.
There's another old man who uses an umbrella instead. He'll poke around the bin with the pointy end of the umbrella and i often see him too.
I figure they live in bukit batok as they probably wont have the money to spend on transport. Ive done a rought estimate of how much they make. Assuming that one drink can fetches 5cents, and it takes 5 min to find another dustbin with one empty can on average and they work 10 hrs a day. It works out to ( 60/5=12 cans an hour 12x10=120 cans 120 x 0.05= 6 dollars) Its really sad and i cant help but feel sad everytime i c them. Sometimes on bus 174, i'll think about it after seeing the woman with the metal rod.
And people who make such statements know that such cannot be done. But they still say it. Cos some of the gullible folks out there might actually buy it. Folks like the woman with the metal rod or the old man with the unbrealla. Im appalled.
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