I was speaking to this friend of mine whom I have had minimal contact with. Ok, I am lying. We do talk sometimes. She started getting so arrogant and talking to me in such a condescending tone that makes the insides of me shiver with irritation. I am wondering, what do you have now that lets you speak to me in that tone? I have never spoken to you in that tone before.
This is my advice to you. Don't do this. I believe that what comes around comes back around. I can't believe that I am speaking so calmly. Maybe it's because I think it's funny how come she speaks to me like that. Muahahaha.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Guess what, I am angry again
Anyone wonders why my life is full of anger, regrets, disappointment, unhappiness? I myself have no idea. How nice it would be to live with my head in the clouds, ignorant of the stuff around me.
I just did valuation for this car which is the exact same model as the last car my father possessed. The Volvo S80 2.5T(A). There was nothing wrong with the application. I saw the purchase price: $81,000. You think, no big deal. It's just a bloody car. Ok, here is why I am bubbling with rage.
The car was maufactured in 2004, the same year as that of my dad's. My father bought it at over $150,000 and used it for 2 years, less than 3 years. When my dad fell sick, our relatives recommended and advised us to sell it. They offered to help. They were really irritated when my mummy said that she wants it transferred to her name. So, my poor mummy let them do the decision-making and they sold it as fast as they could. Remember the purchase price I valued? $81,000. My dad's car was sold more than 1 year ago so it would be worth much more than that price. We received a measly $70,000 plus for it. I am not going to reveal the real price.
This is what I think of those relatives. You blood suckers, leeches, anything disgusting. My father spent so much money on that volvo. You sold it off like that. You unfeeling things. So what if you have a few huge houses. So what if you have an impressive investment portfolio. I will always remember you for this. Always, I swear.
Although I found out about this a long time ago, I never felt so negative about it. I knew that the selling price was low but now I somehow feel that my dad sent me this job. To let me know how we were cheated and how we were bullied. Papa, now I know.
I feel so helpless. I was busy with college work that time and I had only a vague idea of what was going on. It hurts so much now I know. Listen up, I am going to do good for myself and I am going to make my father so proud in future. My family can do good without any of you. You never helped us in the first place anyway.
Screw You.
I just did valuation for this car which is the exact same model as the last car my father possessed. The Volvo S80 2.5T(A). There was nothing wrong with the application. I saw the purchase price: $81,000. You think, no big deal. It's just a bloody car. Ok, here is why I am bubbling with rage.
The car was maufactured in 2004, the same year as that of my dad's. My father bought it at over $150,000 and used it for 2 years, less than 3 years. When my dad fell sick, our relatives recommended and advised us to sell it. They offered to help. They were really irritated when my mummy said that she wants it transferred to her name. So, my poor mummy let them do the decision-making and they sold it as fast as they could. Remember the purchase price I valued? $81,000. My dad's car was sold more than 1 year ago so it would be worth much more than that price. We received a measly $70,000 plus for it. I am not going to reveal the real price.
This is what I think of those relatives. You blood suckers, leeches, anything disgusting. My father spent so much money on that volvo. You sold it off like that. You unfeeling things. So what if you have a few huge houses. So what if you have an impressive investment portfolio. I will always remember you for this. Always, I swear.
Although I found out about this a long time ago, I never felt so negative about it. I knew that the selling price was low but now I somehow feel that my dad sent me this job. To let me know how we were cheated and how we were bullied. Papa, now I know.
I feel so helpless. I was busy with college work that time and I had only a vague idea of what was going on. It hurts so much now I know. Listen up, I am going to do good for myself and I am going to make my father so proud in future. My family can do good without any of you. You never helped us in the first place anyway.
Screw You.
Joke
Kermit: I have a mystery box, children. Guess what's in the box?
At this moment, Cookie Monster pops out and shouts,
Cookie Monster: Hi Kermit!!
Kermit: Oh hi Cookie Monster, guess what's in this box.
Cookie Monster: Cookies?
Kermit: No, it's not cookies.
Cookie Monster: Oh ok, bye bye.
Kermit: Wait wait Cookie Monster, i will give you a cookie if you guess what's in the box correctly.
The episode goes on with Kermit giving clues to what it is and Cookie Monster saying that it is a cookie, with Kermit growing more and more exasperated. The clues are: orange, edible and round. Now you know why cookie monster keeps saying it's a cookie. OBVIOUSLY it's an orange to normal people not obsessed with cookies. Fast Forward...
Kermit: ARGH!!!!! IT'S AN ORANGE!!!
Cookie Monster: Oh, it's an orange.
Kermit: YES!!! IT'S AN ORANGE!!!
Cookie Monster: Ok, I guessed it. Where's my cookie?
Kermit: Of course you know the answer. I TOLD YOU, REMEMBER?
Cookie Monster: Where's my cookie?
Kermit: I give up. Here's your cookie.
Cookie Monster: What? One measly cookie?
OMG! I expected Kermit to faint at that very moment. Even frogs don't have patience for Cookie Monster. Haha, but bloody funny when you watch it. HAHA!
At this moment, Cookie Monster pops out and shouts,
Cookie Monster: Hi Kermit!!
Kermit: Oh hi Cookie Monster, guess what's in this box.
Cookie Monster: Cookies?
Kermit: No, it's not cookies.
Cookie Monster: Oh ok, bye bye.
Kermit: Wait wait Cookie Monster, i will give you a cookie if you guess what's in the box correctly.
The episode goes on with Kermit giving clues to what it is and Cookie Monster saying that it is a cookie, with Kermit growing more and more exasperated. The clues are: orange, edible and round. Now you know why cookie monster keeps saying it's a cookie. OBVIOUSLY it's an orange to normal people not obsessed with cookies. Fast Forward...
Kermit: ARGH!!!!! IT'S AN ORANGE!!!
Cookie Monster: Oh, it's an orange.
Kermit: YES!!! IT'S AN ORANGE!!!
Cookie Monster: Ok, I guessed it. Where's my cookie?
Kermit: Of course you know the answer. I TOLD YOU, REMEMBER?
Cookie Monster: Where's my cookie?
Kermit: I give up. Here's your cookie.
Cookie Monster: What? One measly cookie?
OMG! I expected Kermit to faint at that very moment. Even frogs don't have patience for Cookie Monster. Haha, but bloody funny when you watch it. HAHA!
Like at war
Why do i say that? Well, because my supervisor has a habit of dropping one bomb after another on me. Sometimes it's a grenade, then sometimes it's a normal bomb, or worse still a nuclear bomb. Guess my luck! She is not coming back to her old desk until I am gone. Gosh, and she told me I might have to train another guy! JUST MY LUCK! and I have to train the other temp person who will replace me in July.
Guess I am not the only one who gets pissed off at that guy. She just demonstrated her displeasure at that guy to me just now. I swear she would stab me in anger if this is a free world. But seriously, if it was a free world, I would have murdered him a long time ago.
Well, we might be facing a case of fraud from another company. I can't elaborate though. Just now i went to F/S department. One staff complained to me about the guy not doing what he's supposed to do. My fault? I can't be bothered. I just point out his faults to him straight in the face and if he doesn't get it, too BAD.
I am so bored that I can write multiple posts on one day in a space of 3 hours. And these posts are like also super long. I already entertained myself going on wikipedia reading about Princess Diana, Princess Margaret, Queen Elizabeth, Queen Elizabeth II, Camilla, the Dutchess of Cornwell, also read about Nokia etc. Imagine my boredom. Haha, did I say, I have already read about all the major characters in Sesame Street and read the synopsis of Season 1 and 2 of Spongebob. Wikipedia is my new lover. Oh I have read about Stephen Hawking and read about the solar system. OMG!! I am so knowledgeable now.
Guess I am not the only one who gets pissed off at that guy. She just demonstrated her displeasure at that guy to me just now. I swear she would stab me in anger if this is a free world. But seriously, if it was a free world, I would have murdered him a long time ago.
Well, we might be facing a case of fraud from another company. I can't elaborate though. Just now i went to F/S department. One staff complained to me about the guy not doing what he's supposed to do. My fault? I can't be bothered. I just point out his faults to him straight in the face and if he doesn't get it, too BAD.
I am so bored that I can write multiple posts on one day in a space of 3 hours. And these posts are like also super long. I already entertained myself going on wikipedia reading about Princess Diana, Princess Margaret, Queen Elizabeth, Queen Elizabeth II, Camilla, the Dutchess of Cornwell, also read about Nokia etc. Imagine my boredom. Haha, did I say, I have already read about all the major characters in Sesame Street and read the synopsis of Season 1 and 2 of Spongebob. Wikipedia is my new lover. Oh I have read about Stephen Hawking and read about the solar system. OMG!! I am so knowledgeable now.
Satisfication tastes like this
I couldn't give tuition again this week. Partly, I admit, is due to my laziness. Bedok is really very far from where I work. So, I actually msged the sisters of the two kids. I actually had a pleasant surprise when I asked the results from one of them.
People who don't get the picture: I am tutoring two kids from low income families. One Primary 3, one Primary 5. I charge affordably within a range that is definitely comfortable to them. I really think I should help those who are less fortunate than me. I mean if they can't afford private tuition and they really need it, why shouldn't I help them if it's within my means?
So, this Primary 3 kid. I just got to know him this year. He's very small and cute and I was inspecting the length of his eyelashes that day and it's like bloody long. Haha, I bet I sound like a paedophile. He is very quiet and very well-behaved. He will also do all the work I give him. But he does not get the lame jokes that I make. He will give me a puzzled face and I will have to say"OH, never mind!". Haha. I am actually really impressed with his siblings. They are in Anglican High and Temasek Secondary. I think to myself when I find out: Gosh, what good kids. They can actually still study and work hard in that kind of environment. I say that as their small flat is also rented out to a bunch of people.
The Primary 5 kid was actually my tutee when I was in TJ. Well, I guess he has a mind of his own now. He doesn't do his work and when I force him to do his work, he gives me sloppiness. A few weeks ago, I gave him a huge scolding and threatened to stop giving him tuition. He started crying and apologised. I must admit, the purpose of me scolding him is to get him to cry and will therefore remember this incident forever. So that he will never give me sloppy work or incomplete work. I am so BLOODY mean. Guess what, he started ignoring or glaring at me in subsequent lessons. OMG! This is the kind of treatment I get when I just want the best for him.
Well, I asked the sister of the Primary 3 kid his mid year results. You cannot imagine my delight when I heard he got 99 marks for Maths, 80plus for Science and 70plus for English!!! His results last year was like Band 3 for English and Band 2 for Maths. Muahahaha. I feel so darn happy for him. So this is what satisfaction is like. OMG! sorry, just felt like saying that. Muahahaha.
The primary 5 kid, i have no idea. No news from him.
YEAH! What a great day if I didn't get pissed off again. Since I am in such a good mood, I will now not be so mean to that guy.
:)
People who don't get the picture: I am tutoring two kids from low income families. One Primary 3, one Primary 5. I charge affordably within a range that is definitely comfortable to them. I really think I should help those who are less fortunate than me. I mean if they can't afford private tuition and they really need it, why shouldn't I help them if it's within my means?
So, this Primary 3 kid. I just got to know him this year. He's very small and cute and I was inspecting the length of his eyelashes that day and it's like bloody long. Haha, I bet I sound like a paedophile. He is very quiet and very well-behaved. He will also do all the work I give him. But he does not get the lame jokes that I make. He will give me a puzzled face and I will have to say"OH, never mind!". Haha. I am actually really impressed with his siblings. They are in Anglican High and Temasek Secondary. I think to myself when I find out: Gosh, what good kids. They can actually still study and work hard in that kind of environment. I say that as their small flat is also rented out to a bunch of people.
The Primary 5 kid was actually my tutee when I was in TJ. Well, I guess he has a mind of his own now. He doesn't do his work and when I force him to do his work, he gives me sloppiness. A few weeks ago, I gave him a huge scolding and threatened to stop giving him tuition. He started crying and apologised. I must admit, the purpose of me scolding him is to get him to cry and will therefore remember this incident forever. So that he will never give me sloppy work or incomplete work. I am so BLOODY mean. Guess what, he started ignoring or glaring at me in subsequent lessons. OMG! This is the kind of treatment I get when I just want the best for him.
Well, I asked the sister of the Primary 3 kid his mid year results. You cannot imagine my delight when I heard he got 99 marks for Maths, 80plus for Science and 70plus for English!!! His results last year was like Band 3 for English and Band 2 for Maths. Muahahaha. I feel so darn happy for him. So this is what satisfaction is like. OMG! sorry, just felt like saying that. Muahahaha.
The primary 5 kid, i have no idea. No news from him.
YEAH! What a great day if I didn't get pissed off again. Since I am in such a good mood, I will now not be so mean to that guy.
:)
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Ask
Cookie monster said it's important to ask questions. So i am going to ask...
Why is it that some people just love to boast?!?!? Jn just told me about this ridiculous parent who called her house to boast about her daughters to just anyone who was unlucky enough to pick up the phone. Fine, there is nothing wrong with boasting. Just don't boast so out loud, do it discreetly. I mean that everyone will boast here or there, it is not a character fault. Just do it in such a way that people will wonder whether you are boasting or just talking.
So here's my advice to people who feel like boasting. Do it discreetly. Don't shout it into our faces. Shout it to our toes. Because our toes don't have ears. Go ahead. This is an invitation.
I think I make really ridiculous posts. Forgive me.
Why is it that some people just love to boast?!?!? Jn just told me about this ridiculous parent who called her house to boast about her daughters to just anyone who was unlucky enough to pick up the phone. Fine, there is nothing wrong with boasting. Just don't boast so out loud, do it discreetly. I mean that everyone will boast here or there, it is not a character fault. Just do it in such a way that people will wonder whether you are boasting or just talking.
So here's my advice to people who feel like boasting. Do it discreetly. Don't shout it into our faces. Shout it to our toes. Because our toes don't have ears. Go ahead. This is an invitation.
I think I make really ridiculous posts. Forgive me.
COOOOOOOOOKIES!!!
Gosh, Cookie monster is so funny! Muahaha. Me luv coooooookies.
He has a song that goes like this:
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
Oh, Cookie, cookie, cookie, starts with C.
Damn funny.
He has a song that goes like this:
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
C is for cookie, that's good enough for me.
Oh, Cookie, cookie, cookie, starts with C.
Damn funny.
Monday, May 28, 2007
Stupid or deaf
Seriously, he must be deaf or stupid. I mean what has been said more than once shouldn't be repeated again. Oh, i just realized another reason. He doesn't understand English. OK, i shall speak to him in Mandrain then.
Please, I have never met anyone like that. I mean, are you that incapable or inefficient? I am trying hard to be nice and to teach you stuff but you just can't seem to absorb. It's so irritating. This is what happened...
He told the dealer who called in to submit documents before 2pm. Hello, we told you that it's 10am. Can you see the disparity? And banking hours are over at 2pm. We have so much paperwork to do before we can submit the case eh. U can be so sure that u can submit the case by 2pm? Gosh, there is like no safety net for us. Then who's to blame? U or me coz i taught u.
Guess what he did when i told my supervisor? He had a shouting match with her. And started being all unreasonable. Saying that it's the dealer's problem if he or she has selective hearing. Huh? Where is the sense?
Then, my supervisor gave me a prep talk. Saying that I will meet pple like that when i graduate and i must learn how to work with this kind of unmotivated pple. Ok, i decided then that why should i give myself a hard time? Give my supervisor a hard time? Fine, I will try to make this arrangement work. Then my supervisor dropped a nuclear bomb on me. I have to work with him till at least end June. Ok, pple who are destined for great things will have to undergo pain and suffering before they can handle great things. Haha.
Actually, I juz came back from lunch and i am feeling too sianz to continue. Haha.
Please, I have never met anyone like that. I mean, are you that incapable or inefficient? I am trying hard to be nice and to teach you stuff but you just can't seem to absorb. It's so irritating. This is what happened...
He told the dealer who called in to submit documents before 2pm. Hello, we told you that it's 10am. Can you see the disparity? And banking hours are over at 2pm. We have so much paperwork to do before we can submit the case eh. U can be so sure that u can submit the case by 2pm? Gosh, there is like no safety net for us. Then who's to blame? U or me coz i taught u.
Guess what he did when i told my supervisor? He had a shouting match with her. And started being all unreasonable. Saying that it's the dealer's problem if he or she has selective hearing. Huh? Where is the sense?
Then, my supervisor gave me a prep talk. Saying that I will meet pple like that when i graduate and i must learn how to work with this kind of unmotivated pple. Ok, i decided then that why should i give myself a hard time? Give my supervisor a hard time? Fine, I will try to make this arrangement work. Then my supervisor dropped a nuclear bomb on me. I have to work with him till at least end June. Ok, pple who are destined for great things will have to undergo pain and suffering before they can handle great things. Haha.
Actually, I juz came back from lunch and i am feeling too sianz to continue. Haha.
Report
I finished this road tax report that I have to do every Monday just now. Quite pleased with the dealers this week, coz at least most of them renewed their road tax before we reminded them. The letter goes something like this...
We wish to draw to your attention that the road tax for the following vehicles is expiring. Your prompt action will be greatly appreciated.
This is a polite and professional way to say it. If it is made in a not so nice manner, it will mean something like this: Excuse me, how many times do we have to remind you to renew your road tax? We are doing you a favour so that LTA doesn't come and fine you. Idiots, you better hurry up.
HAHA! Actually, not very funny eh. Tsk tsk, i am so bloody ridiculous.
We wish to draw to your attention that the road tax for the following vehicles is expiring. Your prompt action will be greatly appreciated.
This is a polite and professional way to say it. If it is made in a not so nice manner, it will mean something like this: Excuse me, how many times do we have to remind you to renew your road tax? We are doing you a favour so that LTA doesn't come and fine you. Idiots, you better hurry up.
HAHA! Actually, not very funny eh. Tsk tsk, i am so bloody ridiculous.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Frauds
I juz saw the bloody campus superstar mv on TV. Gosh, they are so stupid, dumb and superficial. You really think that you can pursue fame through that? Naive..
Now, I think s'pore media just love to scrape off the remaining meat off the bones of some naive s'poreans who watch these reality shows and vote. I know that's a disgusting analogy, but I thought it was ept. I am ok with watching these shows. NO problem. I also watch them because I need something to entertain myself with my brain switched off. Haha. But I am NOT ok with VOTING. haha, it's so foolish to pay money to vote.
Now, I think s'pore media just love to scrape off the remaining meat off the bones of some naive s'poreans who watch these reality shows and vote. I know that's a disgusting analogy, but I thought it was ept. I am ok with watching these shows. NO problem. I also watch them because I need something to entertain myself with my brain switched off. Haha. But I am NOT ok with VOTING. haha, it's so foolish to pay money to vote.
Apologies
This is just pure vent-up emotions. But i have to go through with this. There are times when i feel so overwhelmed with grief that I feel that it's difficult to live. Haha, me feeling sucidal? Nono. I am not suicidal. Maybe I will feel much better if I apologise to my father. I hope so.
I am sorry I ever felt ashamed of you.
I am sorry I shouted at you.
I am sorry I thought you were invincible, that you wouldn't die.
I am sorry I didn't know you were sick.
I am sorry I ignored you sometimes.
I am sorry I was irritated with you.
I am sorry I stayed in school to study instead of coming home to see you.
I am sorry I couldn't stayed by your side as often as you would like me to.
I am sorry I couldn't feel your pain and suffering.
I am sorry I couldn't share your pain and suffering.
I am sorry I didn't know that was the eve of your last day.
I am sorry I didn't speak to you when you opened your eyes that morning.
I am sorry I was asleep when you breathed your last.
I am sorry I couldn't revive you.
I am sorry you couldn't see my A Level results.
I am sorry you can't see my plaque from the school.
I am sorry you can't see my first day of university.
I am sorry you can't see my future career.
I am sorry you can't hold my hand on my wedding day.
I am sorry I can't see you anymore.
I am sorry for everything.
I am sorry.
I am very sorry.
I am really sorry.
I am sorry I ever felt ashamed of you.
I am sorry I shouted at you.
I am sorry I thought you were invincible, that you wouldn't die.
I am sorry I didn't know you were sick.
I am sorry I ignored you sometimes.
I am sorry I was irritated with you.
I am sorry I stayed in school to study instead of coming home to see you.
I am sorry I couldn't stayed by your side as often as you would like me to.
I am sorry I couldn't feel your pain and suffering.
I am sorry I couldn't share your pain and suffering.
I am sorry I didn't know that was the eve of your last day.
I am sorry I didn't speak to you when you opened your eyes that morning.
I am sorry I was asleep when you breathed your last.
I am sorry I couldn't revive you.
I am sorry you couldn't see my A Level results.
I am sorry you can't see my plaque from the school.
I am sorry you can't see my first day of university.
I am sorry you can't see my future career.
I am sorry you can't hold my hand on my wedding day.
I am sorry I can't see you anymore.
I am sorry for everything.
I am sorry.
I am very sorry.
I am really sorry.
Dirty Getafe, Dirty Madrid
OMG!!! I am so bloody angry. I am so pissed off at Getafe. Resorting to underhand tactics just to win. Come on man... u bloody idiots. Ronaldinho got sent off for retaliating which I think is really stupid but very understandable. i am SO inCENSED!!! Madrid, watch out man. We Barcelona can win with 10 men for the whole of the second half while u score from handballs. La Liga has not ended. Barca, keep faith! We can still win this!
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