Pervert

There's this pervert in SMU. I just read his blog and he is like commenting on how many pretty girls there were at DOD. My god, he sounds super desperate. I feel like seeing that loser's face after reading what he wrote. He sounds like a big disgusting loser. I am trying to picture whether there was any loser walking around during those few days. And I am quite sure that he's a year 2. YEW, why are they all so desperate? GROSS.

Ah Long

I am so bloody pissed at work. Atrocious work while I was away. Doesn't it sound funny that a temp staff is saying that about a stupid perm staff? He is so bloody stupid that we call him nano brain now. OMG. How can anyone be so stupid?!?!?! And he asked me this morning "Do you know that HJ wants you to train the new staff when she comes?" I gave him a DUH face and said as politely as I could "Yes." Then? Are we going to ruin the chances of the new staff doing a good job by giving him the chance to train him or her? OMG.

I am now an Ah Long according to one of my friends. Haha. Doesn't that name sound horrid and unclassy? Haha. I am a nice Ah Long though. I use spray paint to get people to pay up and this is the message: PLEASE PAY UP, THANK YOU! :D Haha. See, I am so nice. I have to get to school later to help them with the domino props aka our stunts. We are too bloody ambitious and though I hope for success, I am still pissed that I didn't object to it before that. Haha, my senior said that I show my displeasure very easily. Who ask that thing to piss me off? Order me around when he himself is doing nothing productive. Even when we were selling the dominos, he also had to say that we were slacking. HELLO! He was sitting around all day without doing any selling!

There's this guy at work who keeps looking at me. Haha, that means I keep looking at him right? Or else I won't know that he is looking at me. SERIOUS. Everytime I turn around or happen to be somewhere he's near. I will find him looking at me. Ok, maybe I am the one looking at him all the time. I have to admit, HE'S CUTE but too short. Like just a bit taller than me. Haha. Maybe he looks at me because he's wondering how come a person can look so pissed and unfriendly all the time. The other time in Sec 1 when I liked JR, I also thought that he was looking at me all the time, when I stopped liking him, he kind of stopped looking too. Haha, so maybe it's my imagination. But the difference now is that I don't like that guy. HAHA, I have an overactive imagination.

I am like so bored at work. I rather do CIP.

SL

I chanced upon, ok i didn't, I went to Steven Lim's blog.He is aka the stupid guy who plucks eyebrows at Orchard Road. It is HILARIOUS! and DISGUSTING. and REVOLTING. Well, what do you expect from that kind of crap? I can't really remember what he wrote but, trust me, he is living in his own delusional shell and boy, do I hope someone brings him out of it. Throughout his whole blog, he just keeps emphasising that he has countless girlfriends, many of them Chinese nationals blah. Oh, by the way, according to him, he is single now. And he has those bloody videos that you will accidentally trigger if your mouse goes over it. Guess what! There is no stop or pause button. So you have no choice but to get through with it. Obviously you just scroll down to avoid looking at them but there is still the background noise. Though I was disgusted, out of curiosity, I continued looking. Boy, did I have a good laugh. Haha. I mean how can anyone call himself in Chinese "The Most suave-looking person in the universe". Maybe he has some eye disorder that no one knows about or maybe he has some kind of neurological disease that causes him to interpret how he looks the wrong way. By the way, he gives out his handphone number on his site. Not once, twice, but more than five times. Notice his desperation.

That reminds me. JN and I met him once when we were at Orchard. He asked me if I wanted some eyebrow plucking. Haha. I just walked past that pest without acknowledging his existence. I rather have bushy eyebrows or no eyebrows at all then let the thing pluck a single hair off my eyebrows.

His videos are hilarious. He actually thinks that he is dancing. Most of the videos I accidentally saw involves him stripping again. Then I ask myself, does that thing have any clean underwear? He strips and I see dirty underwear or something close to that. Why must he strip in the first place? To see his FLAB? I don't know what he's thinking. Oh, some might say, he is stripping, then shouldn't it be considered pornography? Erm, I think porn stars should at least have a certain degree of sexual attractiveness, right? He so reminds me of the anteater in the zoo. How sexually attractive is that supposed to be? YEW. Then he always gives that perverse look that makes me laugh non-stop. Am I supposed to be turned on or something? I think RA should join him in that. Oh, he butchers songs too. I can't even garner the slightest respect for him. YEW.

Things that one can resort to get negative attention. Plus, he can't write and spell. If he gets a look at my blog or something, I am like dead. Because he will SUE me. MUAHAHAHA. He is his own lawyer. If he makes a police report, he is the police man who took down his own statement. If we go to court, he's the judge. GET A LIFE.

Sick

I am running a fever, having a bad cough, sore throat and running nose. To add to my misery, I am having a hard time trying not to fall asleep at my desk. Well, I can't take sick leave because I took leave for the Dominos of Dreams CIP yesterday and will be taking it again tomorrow and probably next week. Yea, I don't like to come to work when I am sick. The other time I did that, I did not recover for more than 2 weeks and ended up taking sick leave for one whole week. Two months after that, the doctor told me I still hadn't recover from my sore throat yet! Haha, now I am sick again. I really think it's the PTSD-Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I mean I was fine before that but I started to fall sick the same week I came back from the camp.

I cannot help but want to comment on something again. The English that the guy wrote on his blog is atrocious. I mean grammer mistakes and spelling is forgivable but the way he writes makes me wonder whether we are from the same planet. I have to take a few minutes to understand what he wrote and this makes me wonder how anyone communicates with him. Writing like that is going to get you nowhere on reports man.

Beat You up

This is like really getting on my nerves. I am losing contact with my OG mates because of some idiot who replied with their email. This is like so bloody irritating. OK, whatever, it doesn't really matter anymore.

Anyway, I was like looking at some other people's blogs and I really want to do an error correction report. Grammer, vocabulary, sentence structure and spelling. Well, I didn't in the end. I myself understand that my English is far from perfect and blogs are kind of personal so you can write it in your own style if that is how you want to describe it.

Dominos. I am in the CIP event. I am so happy to say that Bondue camp did such a great job. The team bonding today for the CIP event is like so stupid and lame. Pales in comparison to the Bondue camp. Melvin is less irritating and more funny now. Haha.

Wasted

I think I have somehow wasted quite a bit of my life away.

Not feeling well

yea, yea. I am feeling sick now. Feel like puking. I didn't finish my work before leaving on Friday. So bleak.

Anyway, a random and ridiculous thought came to me last night. If I ever enter a casino, the only game I would be playing is at the slot machines. I don't know how to play any card games except maybe Indian Poker. Haha. Who plays Indian poker at a casino. Haha.

Gross

I juz read my friend's blog and laughed myself silly and colleagues who walked past were like thinking that I am mad.

Anyway, my friend said that funnily when the grape was passed from girl to girl, there was actually no contact but when passed from guy to girl, surprisingly the girls were kissed as many times as the grape was passed. OMG. I am so bloody traumatized. Did I say that my group passed 9 grapes. OMG. I am so going to beat up that guy. Ok, it's just a feeling but my supervisor said when talking to me, she could sense that I enjoyed the camp. She's absolutely right, I just didn't like some parts of it.

We went to Old Changi Hospital and honestly we shouldn't really be inside. First, because it's illegal and also because I think there are really spirits inside. Well, we went in at almost 10pm and since our faci told us that normally first station is the easiest, SH and I went in. Well, we were so wrong! Once I went in, there was this guy behind the door who touched my leg. Well, his plan to scare me kind of backfired because I saw him. Then I said" Can you not touch me" to him. Haha. I was like walking around, looking for hellnotes(the task) when suddenly a guy fell out from the cupboard. Totally like those kind of zombie. I screamed like mad and SH who wasn't screaming screamed with me. It was actually the suddeness of it that scared me. The unpredictability. I reassured myself and my friend and went on looking for it. OMG. Then another "ghost" aka the guy with the wig scared us from behind. Screams filled the entire room. I realise that I scream damn loudly. And my scream is like damn high pitched. Well, my friend and I found one of the hellnotes in the cupboard and the "ghost" kicked the other one to me. Then he chased SH and I out. OMG. We screamed again. Haha.

The rest of the stations were actually less scary and no one else screamed. There were even people who laughed. But I know other groups were like screaming like mad too. We could hear from other floors. I think that SH and I were like super brave and sporting to go in and complete our task. I have friends who just stepped in and started screaming and refused to step further in. I am so glad no guy went in with me too, because I would have screamed and clung to him like mad. And if it's that bloody perverse molester, he would be so happy.

We walked to Changi Village for supper. I drank my first sugarcane drink in my whole life and I ate a bowl of dessert. Proves how thirsty I was. And I hate sugarcane. Then Dave, my faci was like some kind of ah beng. There was this woman walking around asking whether we ordered oyster omelette anot. She asked so many times that he said" Auntie, u ask some more I want to hit people already' in chinese. OK, the auntie heard and glared at him, then the uncle also came to our table to glare at him. SIAO. Later really fight.

When we got back to Changi Chalet, we couldn't bathe. Coz there was this ridiculous group, aka group 1 who didn't go and bathe when we went out for supper. They stayed in their room and played cards with their group. Then they said that they were stinky and insisted on bathing. Those bloody sluts. When our girl faci, June, Dave's gf came back and saw that we haven't bathe yet, she was like going to beat up those girls. Luckily Dave did the confronting so there was no fight. Well, I squeezed into a tiny bed with 3 other girls and I think all 4 of us almost died from lack of space.

The Amazing Race on the second day had me half dead by the end of the day. We ran from City Hall to Lim Bo Seng Memorial to Merlion to Raffles Place to Speaker's Corner to Clarke Quay to Fort Canning Park. We climbed Fort Canning Hill. I swear it felt like climbing Mt Everest. I think it's a miracle we made it through. Though physical, it was actually quite fun. :)

Well, they set up a club for us in a function room in the school. When I mean club, I really mean club. There was a DJ, alcohol, dim lights, dry ice and of course DANCING. Actually I won't mind dancing if I was in appropriate clothing. I was in slippers, and the clothes I slept in. Cannot get into the mood at all. Well, the bloody perverse molester started dancing with my friend. Actually, I don't want to call her my friend anymore. I am so disgusted with her. She totally threw herself at the molester. She got touched. My friends and I tried to pull her away so many times but she just went back that we gave up. I faked that my contact lens were getting blur so as to force her to go back to the room with us but she just kept going back. She went back to dance with another guy we didn't know. The funny thing is that we all think that this friend was just trying to show that she can fit in with the so-called "hip" people. Hey, I just think you are being a BLOODY SHAMELESS SLUT.

I have totally lost all my respect for her. Liz was so much smarter. Whenever that molester came near to her to dance that touching dance with her, she shouted "WALAU" and escaped to us. Or else she will just ask us to save her then we will just pull her away. SH and I aimed kicks at the molester but I am disappointed to say that both of us missed. I tried to step on him and missed too. We went back and played silly games like the water game until almost 5 and almost all slept.

Ok, I am tired again.

I am Officially Back!

I am officially back. Yesterday and last night was not counted as I was pratically sleeping the whole day after I came back. My God. The Bondue camp. Mentally and physically tiring man. We did so many fun things but we also did so many disgusting things that are against my morals and will. I mean, if I had a choice and was not sporting enough to play those sick games, I would have left. But seriously, it was bloody fun more than half of the time. Haha!

Ok, the first day, I reached there and we played silly games and I SERIOUSLY sucked at two of those games. And everyone targeted me for the Animal game coz my action was a worm, so it was very easy to remember. Haha. We also played "Eagle catch the chicks" and catching. SIAO! How old are we? Playing this kind of games. The Teambuilding games were gross and mostly not team-building. We had to crawl and roll in mud in one game, suck poker cards from mouth to mouth, play this sick passing the tiny grapes from guy to girl game, through the mouth again. That game got me really really tramautized. I mean, the grapes were so small and so lips definitely touched and did I mention, I was stuck between 2 guys. One of them was ok, but one was a bloody pervert so I am feeling so sick. My fren, Liz, was also very affected. Haha. I don't think I am being too conservative in any sense because I think a lot of people were also pissed with the game. The other downright disgusting game involved wiping our face with a mixture from a bucket containing egg yolk and leftover lunch. I went to the toilet to puke after that.

I am too tired to write anymore. My disgusting descriptions will continue when I recharge myself.

I am back

The camp is over and i think some parts were ok but some are like so... nvm. another day when i am not so tired.

Bloody idiot

You know what's the difference between a perm and temp staff? Besides the pay, it's the treatment you get from your other colleagues.

I can't stand people being nice to that boulder because I think it's unfair that he's making my life miserable and people are still oblivious to his work attitude as they haven't work with him.

Don't bloody act smart!!! If you don't know, say you don't know. Don't give out wrong information. Remember what I tell you to do. Don't come and ask me again or do stuff the wrong way and give me a chance to scold you. PIECE OF. And don't bloody peep at me writing my blog. This is what I hate the most. Taking credit for my work. I took time to do those applications so don't say you did it. My perfect work should not be tarnished by you saying that it belongs to you.

I still want to hit him. And there's this other woman in my office who's like bloody nice to him even though he creates so much trouble for her. She just comes nicely and tells him what's wrong. Time and time again. She is like so bloody sweet to him. Then she treats me like some kind of invisible entity. Everything just go"K****, K****..." And she called him the "Handsome K****" just now. I almost puked all over my desk. People with normal vision know that he is UGLY. Not normal UGLY but VERY UGLY. What the... Just because I am temp staff, not worth talking to is it? I swear she doesn't talk to me. I think the most 5 sentences.

General

This is my new favourite song: Nocturne in Eb Op.9 No.2 by Chopin. I am overwhelmed by the beautiful melody. It reminds me of my father though I have never really heard him play. My father was not just the HOD of some department at some prestigious school (i am not allowed to put out the name of the school), he was also a piano teacher! Now, you know where I get my flair and class from. Haha. He tried teaching me when I was much younger but I never really had the time to practise and neither did he have the time to teach me all the time.

I met a Caucasian in the lift that day and he insisted on letting me out before he stepped out. I was very surprised as I have yet to meet many gentlemen who will wait for the ladies to step out first. They will just rush out, even if you are at the door. Bunch of brutes.

I am so going to beat someone up. I guess that's why we cannot have a free world. If there was a free world, I will probably start going around killing people who irritate me. Currently, at this point of time, tops on my assasination list would be that boulder beside me and the SMU bitch and the ungrateful person. I don't want to elaborate on who's that ungrateful midget.

I realise I am proud of myself, my parents and my family. What do I have to be proud of, you ask. This is what the tour guide from Thailand told us when we were at one of the temples. If you were a good person in your last life, you would be born in a wealthy family and if you were a bad person, vice versa. I can't say that I was born with a silver or gold spoon in my mouth but I am definitely much better off than many others. For this, I am grateful. I thank my parents who raised me well and worked so hard so that my family can live comfortably. What they have taught me is unimaginable and vast. I am glad I had both of them by my side to teach me good from bad. I have 3 other siblings who are noisy and rowdy. I must admit I always try my best to refrain from hitting them but I can't imagine life without them and I believe life would be untolerable. THANK YOU.

But I still think that my parents should have taught me to be less naive and gullible.

P.S I really love going out with my mum. I give the reason that it is because she can pay for my purchases. But I don't go around telling people the other reason: My mum is happy going out with me, paying for me as she feels that this is what she should do. And I enjoy my mum's company as well. It's pleasure both ways so why can't I love going out with my mum? I used to go out with my dad too as he would buy lots and lots of books for me. (I hope that when you read this, you understand why I say I like going out with my mum :) )

Sorry Doc

Haha. I was like insulting the doctor who took my blood pressure to so many people. But I just realized that he wrote that I have white coat hypertension. Not hypertension. That means I was in a state of nervousness or anxiety when I took my blood pressure. Duh. I was running. Ok, sorry doc.

I still want to insult other people.

Insults

I am dying to insult someone. Ungrateful thing.