Saturday, August 1, 2009

Kids at work

And what do you get? Chaos!

That's my current team. Grown up 'kids' at work. Not a day passes without teasings and laughters. You should take a look at the meeting room that we are in. The table can hardly be seen, covered with laptops, pencil cases, loose papers, cables, charges, bottles. The floor is covered with our bags, trash, files, stacks of papers and boxes. Have you seen kids fight for space? Come visit us one day.

Then there's the whiteboard. Not for work purposes. But for map directions, after work 'happy hour' schedules, movie listings and total unpaid amounts for lunches and dinners.

Speaking about food, we eat every single hour of everyday. There's a snack bar at a corner of the room. You will find one dozen of Nescafes, 10 packs of Extra chewing gums, one big packet of Mamee, 2 packets of chips, one pack of Lot 100, one packet of 'heong pneah', some kacang tumbuk, some pineapple tarts, one 'tong' of Julie's love letters. If that's not enough, you will see cups of bubble teas, Old Town's toast and McD's sundae on and off.

There's an issue with the air-conditioning as well. We fight for temperature. I come in early and set it at 21 degrees. 15 minutes later, someone complained too cold. So we increased it to 25 degrees. 15 minutes later, another complained too stuffy. So we lowered the temperature to 22 degrees. 15 minutes later..well, you know, it continues for the rest of the day.

To decide for lunch and dinner is also another fun part. You look at me, I look at you. No conclusion? So we vote. Still no conclusion? We look at each other again. Half an hour past and when we got really hungry, we head back to the same cafe as yesterdays. Nice.

If I were to leave the firm one day, this is what I'll miss. A whole bunch of people having a good time at work. Even when I make them work till 11pm. No. They made me stay till 11pm. I told them to cut off at 10pm. They said no! Unbelievable.

And at 11pm, we raced to get home. Once we hit the freeway, you'll see a total of 7 cars picking up speed, cutting in and out and zoom, they are no where in sight. And you'll hear this the first thing the next morning, "Why did you cut in front of me last night??".

I am anticipating our next movie night. Our next karaoke session. And to get that Ramli burger that we have been talking for weeks.
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Thursday, July 30, 2009

The thing about personality

I like to watch people who has this 'in' thing. You know, people with a certain aura. Those that make your head turn when they walk past. They don't have to be very good-looking. It's just this something about them that catches your attention. And no matter how long you watch them, it doesn't bore you. That aura never fades. It's that something that makes them who they are.

Like the way they talk. Like the way they walk. Like the way their body moves. Like the way they stand. Or even those gestures that they make everyday. Something unique that makes them stand out. Something that makes them different. It's hard to describe in words. You'd just go "Oh wow!" inside when you see one.

Not everyone has it. Some people do. Some people just don't.
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Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Be jovial

A close friend woke me up early one morning to talk crap. I have a few crappy friends. As I mentioned, they like to either call real early in the moring or real late at night. Oh wait. That would be me.

Anyway, at the end of the conversation, he reminded me one thing. "It would be a lovely day! Be happy all right? Be happy each day!" It's weird that the statement came from someone like him. Since he sounded so excited, I decided to go with the flow. I said all right, I will be happy today.

And yes, with that thought in mind, it does make a difference.

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Monday, July 27, 2009

Si Adik comel


Ain't she adorable?
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Saturday, July 25, 2009

"fan shu fu chuk tan"

In this context, it's not a dessert.

When my friends get mad, they come up with all kinds of funny funny phrases. This, is a swear word. Used in conversations about your boss, or about your colleagues or about that nasty stranger in the bus.

As we are all polite people, we shall unleash our angers in a more polite way, shall we?

Now you've learnt something new today. Use it wisely.
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Wednesday, July 22, 2009

At the end of today...

I felt...

1) ...that I failed as a leader
2) ...that I looked awful in my favourite top
3) ...that I looked horrible with panda eyes
4) ...disgusted with myself
5) ...that I croaked when I talk
6) ...that I sucked at what I am doing
7) ...that people disliked me
8) ...that I am not that good after all

Today is one of those days, again.
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Monday, July 20, 2009

I enjoy...

......Starbucks-ing with my mates....on a humid Saturday evening....amidst the crowd....around a small table...fiddling with straws and serviettes...checking out young, hot people...and being checked out at the same time....(we are young and hot too okayy..)

I like our version of gejala lepak. The high-classed way.

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Saturday, July 18, 2009

"llp" left

My very first senior, left, yesterday, after serving the firm for 4 years. I am going to miss arguing with her.

She handed me my first assignment. She guided me through all these years. She solved what ever work that I couldn't resolved. She's dedicated. In her eyes, I'm always that playful junior that sometimes doesn't listen to her orders. Yes. There were times when I don't agree with her. There were times when I argued till the end. There were times when I covered her back. There were times when I manja with her. Up to the last minute yesterday, she was still telling me how to solve the working

I can no longer run to her. I'm on my own now. Shucks! Nevertherless, I believe she has taught me well. Although I'm never her match, but I will try to work the way she did. I won't let you down!

A colleague. A mentor. A friend.
All the best!
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Thursday, July 16, 2009

Pissed off!

Arghhhh!!!!

This is bad. Was really mad at a couple of people. And for that, I think I've blew it. It's not the way that it should be done. It's not my fault. It's not your fault. Then who's fault is it? No matter who's fault is it, you want me to deal with it. Crap. Sorry hun, I've got no time for your games. And I don't want to be in your games. I've got too much to deal with already.

Going back to where I came from always made me felt better. Hah. Maybe it's those certain people who have those certain effects. Those soothing effects. I still am mad, but not so from this morning. Thank you you mate.
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Saturday, July 11, 2009

Surprised sister

As I post this entry, I was seated in front of the PC in a pair of jeans and a 'spaghetti' top. My little sis walked in through the front door and looked at me.

"Jie, did you just got back or are you about to go out?"

I got stunned a little. Then I turned to her and replied, "Just got back..."

"Uh, so early? Surprising..."

Even my little sis doesn't believe that I could be a goodie-two-shoes. I am a goodie-good girl!
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An intimate dinner with the Dutchess

She's back! Yes. The Dutchess is back. My bestie from the olden days. Still the same as always.

A little get together got chaotic. Every sentence garnered a hearty laugh. So many memories were brought up. We laughed on all the silly silly things back then. The locked up with cute kittens. The scoldings during assemblys. The getah and the batu serembans. The puppy loves. The pink autograph books. The flunking of chairs. The popular guys. The shoe-whitening with chalks. The nasi lemak. The pranks we played. Our half finished book. The 'privileges' of being prefects.

Those wonderful days. We had so much fun together. It's good to see them again. My childhood people. It was a great dinner. I've never had so much laughs in one night. We even camwhored all around a closed mall. On the dark corridors. In the elevator. At the carpark. Even in the car. Gosh, it was like the 'us' 13 years ago came bursting out of ourselves on that very night.

Man! The barly lime defintely must have been spiked. Serious.


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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Lucky

The more I mingle with society, the more I hear of all the miserable stories, the more I realised that life has been treating me okay so far. I mean it's not very good, I'm no heiress with no worries, but it's not that bad either. And I am glad for all the blessings that I have been bestowed upon. What more can I ask for?

I got to put an end to all my whinings and complaints and to start to be thankful for everything that I have. Yes. I am thankful. I am glad.
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Friday, June 26, 2009

The King of Pop


No one bothered much about him after his fame died down. It is only when he's dead that he got one whole day dedicated to him. From CNN to radio stations to MTV to Facebook to Twitter to YouTube to Google. Reports of his death was plastered all over the news. Every one of his songs from each of his albums have been playing all over. You see him, you hear him in all forms of media today and I believe for the next few days to come.

We all grew up with his presence. We all grew up trying to mimic the all famous "moon walk". Still, no one ever does it best but him alone. I remember my childhood days were filled with Michael Jacksons. His songs were practically used in all kinds of school events. Although I'm not really a big fan of his, but who could deny the influence he had over the millions of people around the world. If I had to pick, it would be "You are not alone ". It was used during a school performance which remained an all time favourite.

He was gifted with a huge talent. He leaves behind a legacy. He leaves behind a name that will always be remembered.

He finally rests in peace.
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Thursday, June 25, 2009

Managing people

Humans are the most complicated creatures ever alive.

If you are able to get few different bunch of people in order and keep all of them happy, while maintaining your cool all the while, I will definitely salute you. Hats off!

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Monday, June 22, 2009

Age matters

To some, age is just a number. But to some others, age is more like a benchmark.

I have to get out of school at 17. I have to get a driver's license at 18. I have to get out of uni at 24. I have to get a job at 25. I have to own a house of my own at 27. I have to be married at 28. I have to reach manegerial level at 30. I have to have babies at 30. I have to save RM 500,000 at 40. I have to retire at 55. I have to have grandchildren at 65. And maybe I have to die at 80?

And then there are the more laid back ones who doesn't give a damn about all these. Why must I do a certain thing at a certain age? You mean I can't learn to drive at 30? You mean I can't continue studying till 35? You mean I can't get married at 18? You mean I can't have my first child at 40? You mean I can no longer go clubbing at 45? You mean I can't die at 20?

Alot of talk has revolved around being in a certain age group. More open minded thoughts would say that you can always do what ever you want at what ever time you want, as long as you still have the desire to do so. More traditional thoughts would say that, "No. No. You can no longer do that. You are already 30 for goodness sake." Age, some what became a barrier in fulfilling dreams.

A "pou chuk" session with Piggy brought up this discussion. Is 25 years of age considered old in one's life?
"Oh my goodness! You are already 25...."
"Oh my goodness! You are only 25...."

What? Meaning? Is 25 young or old? We would think that it depends on how you look at it. If you think that you've gone through a lot and you feel old, then you can consider being 25 is old. If you think that you haven't done much and that your life is just beginning, then you can consider being 25 is young. It's all in the mind. And the way that you were being brought up. And the people you mingle with.

To me, age is just another number. Sad to say, not everyone thinks the same way. And it's hard to convince them otherwise....

And you? What is age to you?
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