A Computer Poem
A Computer was something on TV
From a science fiction show of note
A Window was something you hated to clean
And Ram was the father of a goat.
Meg was the name of my girlfriend
And Gig was a job for the nights
Now they all mean different things
And that really Mega Bytes.
An Application was for employment
A Program was a TV show
A Cursor used profanity
A Keyboard was a piano.
A Memory was something that you lost with age
A CD was a bank account
And if you had a 3-inch floppy
You hoped nobody found out.
Compress was something you did to the garbage
Not something you did to a file
And if you Unzipped anything in public
You'd be in jail for a while.
Log On was adding wood to the fire
Hard Drive was a long trip on the road
A Mouse pad was where a mouse lived
And a Backup happened to your commode.
Cut you did with a pocket knife
Paste you did with glue
A Web was a spider's home
And a Virus was the flu.
I guess I'll stick to my pad and paper
And the Memory in my head.
I hear nobody's been killed in a Computer crash
But when it happens they wish they were dead.
Author Unknown
Thursday, July 24, 2003
Monday, July 21, 2003
Second guessing
It is too much to hope for, isn't it? To have an uneventful day? Or at least a day when I'm not reminded of my incompetence or of someone making me second guess my decisions and the things that I have done?
Why, event my laptop protested. It displayed the dreaded blue screen of death while I was typing. Something which I have not seen in an age!
From a day that went pretty well - she has called an end to the cold war, indicated by her willingness to speak with unworthy me, and me being slightly proud of myself for having called my credit card company for an increase in limit so that I can settle my grandma's hospital bill, something which I have not done before but seen it on the adverts that I can be done.
Then as I was happily engrossed with the second episode of 'Children of Dune', they came by to visit grandma - my uncle, aunty and cousin and his girlfriend. He, my uncle, asked about my car. After telling him that it's still in the workshop, that I saw it last week, that it'll probably cost me RM1000+, he asked about the claims.
Uncle: How will you be paying?
Me: I'll pay them first and then the insurance will pay me back.
Uncle: You think they'll handle that for you?
Me: *beat* Yes. They said they will.
Uncle: Do you have the other party's police report? Claim information?
Me: *beat* No. They'll handle it. Anyway, I've made the police report and if the other party doesn't report it, he'll be called to court right?
Uncle: You think the police will bother with such small matters?
Me: *shrugs and walks back to the TV*
All the while thinking, I'm freaking hoping that my colleagues are right and that I won't need those information. Second guessing myself here cause as soon I realised that I didn't have any information about the other party, I was tempted to call the police station to ask if I can have that information. Also asked the workshop agent if they could give me that information but the assured me that they'll handle it for me. Now I'm thinking I should get it in black & white.
Gad! I don't want to think about this. Don't want to not have the other party's insurance not pay me back and then have everyone else coming back with me going "I told you so!"
Please, please Mr Workshop Agent. Don't screw me over. Make sure everything works out like I thought it will. Please!
It is too much to hope for, isn't it? To have an uneventful day? Or at least a day when I'm not reminded of my incompetence or of someone making me second guess my decisions and the things that I have done?
Why, event my laptop protested. It displayed the dreaded blue screen of death while I was typing. Something which I have not seen in an age!
From a day that went pretty well - she has called an end to the cold war, indicated by her willingness to speak with unworthy me, and me being slightly proud of myself for having called my credit card company for an increase in limit so that I can settle my grandma's hospital bill, something which I have not done before but seen it on the adverts that I can be done.
Then as I was happily engrossed with the second episode of 'Children of Dune', they came by to visit grandma - my uncle, aunty and cousin and his girlfriend. He, my uncle, asked about my car. After telling him that it's still in the workshop, that I saw it last week, that it'll probably cost me RM1000+, he asked about the claims.
Uncle: How will you be paying?
Me: I'll pay them first and then the insurance will pay me back.
Uncle: You think they'll handle that for you?
Me: *beat* Yes. They said they will.
Uncle: Do you have the other party's police report? Claim information?
Me: *beat* No. They'll handle it. Anyway, I've made the police report and if the other party doesn't report it, he'll be called to court right?
Uncle: You think the police will bother with such small matters?
Me: *shrugs and walks back to the TV*
All the while thinking, I'm freaking hoping that my colleagues are right and that I won't need those information. Second guessing myself here cause as soon I realised that I didn't have any information about the other party, I was tempted to call the police station to ask if I can have that information. Also asked the workshop agent if they could give me that information but the assured me that they'll handle it for me. Now I'm thinking I should get it in black & white.
Gad! I don't want to think about this. Don't want to not have the other party's insurance not pay me back and then have everyone else coming back with me going "I told you so!"
Please, please Mr Workshop Agent. Don't screw me over. Make sure everything works out like I thought it will. Please!
Friday, July 18, 2003
Crying
"Hey look. That girl looks like she's crying."
I hope nobody was thinking that while I was sitting there in the kopitiam waiting for the tai chow fella to cook up my order of Hokkien mee. The waiters keep coming over to ask if I wanted to order drinks. I think they came over like 5 times. Don't they keep watch of who's ordering and who's not? Leave me alone.
I'm choking there. Trying to hold the tears in. Knowing that my eyes are slightly wet with the few runaways tears that I couldn't hold off. Knowing that it would look obvious that I was going to cry if I let anymore more to escape. Then I'd probably get told off again by her when I finally get back in the car with dinner.
I kept quite the whole time driving home. Hoping and praying that I can hold it in. Hold in it just enough for me to get into the bathroom so I can let it out.
So, I unlocked the door. Left dinner on the table. Rushed up into my room, brushing pass my sis who said hi, knowing my voice would quiver if I spoke, grabbed my towel and headed straight to the bathroom ... and finally let go.
"Hey look. That girl looks like she's crying."
I hope nobody was thinking that while I was sitting there in the kopitiam waiting for the tai chow fella to cook up my order of Hokkien mee. The waiters keep coming over to ask if I wanted to order drinks. I think they came over like 5 times. Don't they keep watch of who's ordering and who's not? Leave me alone.
I'm choking there. Trying to hold the tears in. Knowing that my eyes are slightly wet with the few runaways tears that I couldn't hold off. Knowing that it would look obvious that I was going to cry if I let anymore more to escape. Then I'd probably get told off again by her when I finally get back in the car with dinner.
I kept quite the whole time driving home. Hoping and praying that I can hold it in. Hold in it just enough for me to get into the bathroom so I can let it out.
So, I unlocked the door. Left dinner on the table. Rushed up into my room, brushing pass my sis who said hi, knowing my voice would quiver if I spoke, grabbed my towel and headed straight to the bathroom ... and finally let go.
Sunday, July 13, 2003
When it rains, it pours
So much has happened in the last week.
Grandma was sick. Sick enough to be admitted into the CCU (Coronary Care Unit). She much better now but still looks a little weak. Not as sprightly as she used to be.
The doctors at the emergency room seems useless and not to mention really slow. It's a wonder that anyone can survive should they be brought into the ER for anything more than a cold or fever. They did some readings and scans for my grandma and said that they didn't find anything. I paid over RM500 for them to find nothing ... well, they did make an appointment for my grandma to see the neurologist tomorrow though, on a FIFO basis so what the appointment was for is still a mystery to me. I suppose that we could just turn up and see if he's free, no appointments necessary.
According to my mom, the neurologist took a look at the readings and imaging the night before and immediately saw what was wrong with me granny - low in sodium and potassium. Guess, that RM500 was of some good after all but they should really fire the people posing as doctors at the ER. The neurologist (Dr. N) said that my granny could have had an attack and it was a good thing we came to him when we did. I say according to my mom cause I was unable to bring my granny to the hospital myself. Terrible deadline at work.
Now that another thing ... work.
It's sick working for an idiot who wouldn't listen to your concerns and just insist on a deadline. Especially on something that you've never done before and do not have the skills for. Urgh!
Which explains why I'm sitting in the office right now on a Sunday afternoon trying to get the idiotic scripts working. I'm not sure what's wrong. There seems to be something wrong with the interpreter or settings of the machine or something. I can't get the bash scripts to work (
I think this should be pretty easily solved if I am not so entirely dependant on the ANT's build scripts.
Wonder if it has anything to do with path settings.
Oh yeah also ... I was in an accident on Friday while on my way to meet the MT folks for dinner and maybe partying with the kotaraya folks after that.
This idiot was stopped at the tip of the island turning into the area with Victoria Station on the Sprint H/way. He signaled that he wanted to come into my lane and was inching into it too, move-stop-move-stop. Since I was already really close, I honked at him. Thinking that maybe he wasn't looking at his mirrors and so to warn him that I was there. I thought that he'd stop but apparently he's either stupid or deaf cause he kept on coming out. Therefore, I had to slam on the brakes!
*phew* Managed to stop in time.
Just as I was thinking what a close call that was, I was bumped. Quite a hard bump at that but luckily I didn't hit the steering wheel nor was I thrown through the windshield.
Upon recovering from the bump, I saw the idiot in front speed off. Looking at the rear mirror, I saw that the car that bumped me was a taxi.
Having heard all the horror stories about taxi driver, I was kinda afraid what he'll do. But he was really reasonable. Didn't yell and scream at me. Asked me why I stopped and if I got the plate of the car in front.
"Of course not! I was too busy being bumped to take it down. Plus I stopped cause if I hadn't, I would have bumped into that idiot."
I tried calling my brother but he didn't pick up the phone. Couldn't call my dad cause he's in Sabah and he has 013, in other words, useless! So, I thought I'll call the people closest, the MT group that's already in Bangsar. I needed to get someone cause I absolutely don't know what to do and the vultures has already descended upon us and I think I was in shock. My hands were shaking slightly and I was mad. Mad at the idiot who caused it.
I signed with one of the vultures to get my car towed. The damagae isn't that bad but I hear something dragging behind when I drove my car to the side and thought that I shouldn't drive it anymore. Of course, I got an earfull from my dad for this when he called 4 hours later for signing but what did he want me to do? Leave the car on the road? Anyway, too late anyway, accident 8.30pm call, 12.30am. Nothing can be done then. No use lecturing now. If you were home then I could have asked you but you weren't and koko didn't answer my call. I did what I thought was best at that time. If it was the wrong decision so be it. No use crying over spilled milk.
I'm hoping to go visit my car in the car hospital tomorrow. Plus bring the necessary documents to the vulture. I hear rumours that they'll mangle the car even more before the insurance evaluators come by. I'm hoping that's not true. Please let it be just that ... a rumour.
Right! Will get back to work now. If I can't figure out how to get it working then we'll just have to do the UAT with the development server instead. Too fucking bad!
So much has happened in the last week.
Grandma was sick. Sick enough to be admitted into the CCU (Coronary Care Unit). She much better now but still looks a little weak. Not as sprightly as she used to be.
The doctors at the emergency room seems useless and not to mention really slow. It's a wonder that anyone can survive should they be brought into the ER for anything more than a cold or fever. They did some readings and scans for my grandma and said that they didn't find anything. I paid over RM500 for them to find nothing ... well, they did make an appointment for my grandma to see the neurologist tomorrow though, on a FIFO basis so what the appointment was for is still a mystery to me. I suppose that we could just turn up and see if he's free, no appointments necessary.
According to my mom, the neurologist took a look at the readings and imaging the night before and immediately saw what was wrong with me granny - low in sodium and potassium. Guess, that RM500 was of some good after all but they should really fire the people posing as doctors at the ER. The neurologist (Dr. N) said that my granny could have had an attack and it was a good thing we came to him when we did. I say according to my mom cause I was unable to bring my granny to the hospital myself. Terrible deadline at work.
Now that another thing ... work.
It's sick working for an idiot who wouldn't listen to your concerns and just insist on a deadline. Especially on something that you've never done before and do not have the skills for. Urgh!
Which explains why I'm sitting in the office right now on a Sunday afternoon trying to get the idiotic scripts working. I'm not sure what's wrong. There seems to be something wrong with the interpreter or settings of the machine or something. I can't get the bash scripts to work (
: bad interpreter: No such file or directory) and running javac seems to give me 'error while writing ... (No such file or directory) on line public class LogFileWriter {' with the pointer under the 'c' of class.
I think this should be pretty easily solved if I am not so entirely dependant on the ANT's build scripts.
Wonder if it has anything to do with path settings.
Oh yeah also ... I was in an accident on Friday while on my way to meet the MT folks for dinner and maybe partying with the kotaraya folks after that.
This idiot was stopped at the tip of the island turning into the area with Victoria Station on the Sprint H/way. He signaled that he wanted to come into my lane and was inching into it too, move-stop-move-stop. Since I was already really close, I honked at him. Thinking that maybe he wasn't looking at his mirrors and so to warn him that I was there. I thought that he'd stop but apparently he's either stupid or deaf cause he kept on coming out. Therefore, I had to slam on the brakes!
*phew* Managed to stop in time.
Just as I was thinking what a close call that was, I was bumped. Quite a hard bump at that but luckily I didn't hit the steering wheel nor was I thrown through the windshield.
Upon recovering from the bump, I saw the idiot in front speed off. Looking at the rear mirror, I saw that the car that bumped me was a taxi.
Having heard all the horror stories about taxi driver, I was kinda afraid what he'll do. But he was really reasonable. Didn't yell and scream at me. Asked me why I stopped and if I got the plate of the car in front.
"Of course not! I was too busy being bumped to take it down. Plus I stopped cause if I hadn't, I would have bumped into that idiot."
I tried calling my brother but he didn't pick up the phone. Couldn't call my dad cause he's in Sabah and he has 013, in other words, useless! So, I thought I'll call the people closest, the MT group that's already in Bangsar. I needed to get someone cause I absolutely don't know what to do and the vultures has already descended upon us and I think I was in shock. My hands were shaking slightly and I was mad. Mad at the idiot who caused it.
I signed with one of the vultures to get my car towed. The damagae isn't that bad but I hear something dragging behind when I drove my car to the side and thought that I shouldn't drive it anymore. Of course, I got an earfull from my dad for this when he called 4 hours later for signing but what did he want me to do? Leave the car on the road? Anyway, too late anyway, accident 8.30pm call, 12.30am. Nothing can be done then. No use lecturing now. If you were home then I could have asked you but you weren't and koko didn't answer my call. I did what I thought was best at that time. If it was the wrong decision so be it. No use crying over spilled milk.
I'm hoping to go visit my car in the car hospital tomorrow. Plus bring the necessary documents to the vulture. I hear rumours that they'll mangle the car even more before the insurance evaluators come by. I'm hoping that's not true. Please let it be just that ... a rumour.
Right! Will get back to work now. If I can't figure out how to get it working then we'll just have to do the UAT with the development server instead. Too fucking bad!
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
The Blogger Meetup Report
Finally, a real bloggers meet. I've thought about having one when I found out about Meetup.com. However, I don't know the bloggers in Malaysia and therefore, wouldn't know how well attended it would be. That was about a year ago anyway and needless to say, I didn't follow up on it.
So, when I found out about the bloggers meetup through PPS, I thought I'd just drop in to check it out. ALONE. I didn't know Rach was going until I saw her postings at the Kotaraya group and Grace's replies to them.
Off I went on an ungodly hour of 9am on a non-working Saturday to pick up Rach and head towards KLCC. We were suppose to meet up with Grace prior to the meet but I was late.
Rach and I was outside the front entrance, she needed a smoke and to get in touch with Grace, when I saw a guy looking slightly at a loss trying to get someone on the phone. "A possible bloghead?" I thought. Ha ha ... turns out I was right. He was seated at the table with all the blogheads when Grace finally came out to get us. I learned later that he is Khalil.
First impressions? The first one that stood out must have been Kaz. Big guy, long hair, looks like someone who's willing to sit in front of a terminal indefinitely. I didn't even notice the SAP t-shirt until someone pointed it out during the introductions. Then there's Adi who was sitting quitely in the corner wondering what he was doing with this bunch of people. Sarini is tiny!
I was hungry so I didn't really look around the table but reached for the menu instantly. However, I did notice that all the guys were on one side of the table and the girls on the other. Is gender segregation still in? :)
Anyway, it was interesting meeting everyone ... well, everyone that I dared talked to anyway. I'm not comfortable talking to strangers and I must confess that I have never read the blogs of everyone present save for Rach and Grace and of course Aiz.
After the meet, Rach, Grace and I went shopping. I actually bought some stuff. Surprising cause I usually just window shop but I bought a hairband and erm ... some unmentionables. Found out that I left the latter package at Evita only after I sent Rach home so I had to drive all the way back to KLCC for it, making a pitstop to drop off that night's complimentary ticket to Tosca at Prem's.
I got Grace to pick up my package. That was an exasperating exercise on itself due to my chronic mobile's battery. Urgh! I've lost count of the time I turned the bloody thing on just to get two sentences to Grace. So frustrated I was that I went shopping for a new phone. :D Excuses? Maybe but I really needed either a new battery or a new phone. I got myself a Nokia 2100. Never heard of a 2100 before but it's relatively small compared to my 3210 and light and it was only RM499, way below my budgeted RM600 so I'm happy.
Basically, I spent almost the whole day at KLCC that day. By the time I got back to KLCC the second time, it was already 4pm and since I'm suppose to be at Istana Budaya for the night's performance of Tosca at 6pm, I just lepaklah at Burger Kings reading my never ending copy of Mansfield Park and dozing off several times. :D
Finally, a real bloggers meet. I've thought about having one when I found out about Meetup.com. However, I don't know the bloggers in Malaysia and therefore, wouldn't know how well attended it would be. That was about a year ago anyway and needless to say, I didn't follow up on it.
So, when I found out about the bloggers meetup through PPS, I thought I'd just drop in to check it out. ALONE. I didn't know Rach was going until I saw her postings at the Kotaraya group and Grace's replies to them.
Off I went on an ungodly hour of 9am on a non-working Saturday to pick up Rach and head towards KLCC. We were suppose to meet up with Grace prior to the meet but I was late.
Rach and I was outside the front entrance, she needed a smoke and to get in touch with Grace, when I saw a guy looking slightly at a loss trying to get someone on the phone. "A possible bloghead?" I thought. Ha ha ... turns out I was right. He was seated at the table with all the blogheads when Grace finally came out to get us. I learned later that he is Khalil.
First impressions? The first one that stood out must have been Kaz. Big guy, long hair, looks like someone who's willing to sit in front of a terminal indefinitely. I didn't even notice the SAP t-shirt until someone pointed it out during the introductions. Then there's Adi who was sitting quitely in the corner wondering what he was doing with this bunch of people. Sarini is tiny!
I was hungry so I didn't really look around the table but reached for the menu instantly. However, I did notice that all the guys were on one side of the table and the girls on the other. Is gender segregation still in? :)
Anyway, it was interesting meeting everyone ... well, everyone that I dared talked to anyway. I'm not comfortable talking to strangers and I must confess that I have never read the blogs of everyone present save for Rach and Grace and of course Aiz.
After the meet, Rach, Grace and I went shopping. I actually bought some stuff. Surprising cause I usually just window shop but I bought a hairband and erm ... some unmentionables. Found out that I left the latter package at Evita only after I sent Rach home so I had to drive all the way back to KLCC for it, making a pitstop to drop off that night's complimentary ticket to Tosca at Prem's.
I got Grace to pick up my package. That was an exasperating exercise on itself due to my chronic mobile's battery. Urgh! I've lost count of the time I turned the bloody thing on just to get two sentences to Grace. So frustrated I was that I went shopping for a new phone. :D Excuses? Maybe but I really needed either a new battery or a new phone. I got myself a Nokia 2100. Never heard of a 2100 before but it's relatively small compared to my 3210 and light and it was only RM499, way below my budgeted RM600 so I'm happy.
Basically, I spent almost the whole day at KLCC that day. By the time I got back to KLCC the second time, it was already 4pm and since I'm suppose to be at Istana Budaya for the night's performance of Tosca at 6pm, I just lepaklah at Burger Kings reading my never ending copy of Mansfield Park and dozing off several times. :D
Monday, July 07, 2003
screwy windows
Something is terribly wrong with my windows at the moment. I wonder if it's that virus competition someone's told me about and I seriously don't remember who this someone is.
My taskbar is useless, system tray is blank and unclickable, windows button is a black hole and the windows button on the keyboard does not work.
I wonder if it has anything to do with MT's comment. All this started when I clicked on some comments link at some blogs. oops ... apparently my yahoo messenger's still working cause some person just messaged me. no idea who this person is.
Completely relying on my incredible Alt-Tab skillz and Task Manager now.
*sigh* I think I'll pack up and head home. Then hopefully my shitty Streamyx line is still connected and I can finally blog about that Blogger Meetup on Saturday. Haven't been able to get connected all through the weekend. Only managed to this morning. Can anyone say sux!
Something is terribly wrong with my windows at the moment. I wonder if it's that virus competition someone's told me about and I seriously don't remember who this someone is.
My taskbar is useless, system tray is blank and unclickable, windows button is a black hole and the windows button on the keyboard does not work.
I wonder if it has anything to do with MT's comment. All this started when I clicked on some comments link at some blogs. oops ... apparently my yahoo messenger's still working cause some person just messaged me. no idea who this person is.
Completely relying on my incredible Alt-Tab skillz and Task Manager now.
*sigh* I think I'll pack up and head home. Then hopefully my shitty Streamyx line is still connected and I can finally blog about that Blogger Meetup on Saturday. Haven't been able to get connected all through the weekend. Only managed to this morning. Can anyone say sux!
Thursday, July 03, 2003
disciplinary action
In all my life, I have never been called in for anything to do with discipline. Always the goody two shoe, I have never even seen the headmistress's office except once when our whole form 5 class were called in due to our dismal results in the trail exams. Of course, I've passed the office often enough and have been in it to retrieve and place things in/from it but I've never been called in to be reprimanded.
So, I was suitably surprised, although I shouldn't, that I was called into Mommy J's office for a discussion on Tuesday. Mommy J's the HR Manager. She's been with the company since her teens. I think this is her first and only company that she's worked for and she's due to retire sometime this year. Everyone knows Momma J. She's nice and all but she tends to talk to everyone like she's your mother. Hence my nickname for her here.
Anyway, the ass of a manager wrote her emails about my late comings and of my one incident of not returning to the office after a meeting.
Ok. I admit it. I'm always late for work but I don't always go back 5.30pm on the dot either. I didn't know that I was signing into a clock watching company. I didn't plan on becoming a clockwatcher but if they insist, I can always do that. BUT ... they argue that staying late is our responsibility cause we couldn't finish our work. Like that is our fault when they keep piling work on us. Even work that we insist we don't have the skills required for it. "You'll just have to learn it." Geez!
So, I sat in Mommy J's office listening for about an hour of punctuality stories and about the previous GM who was a stickler for puntuality, blah blah blah ...
Of course, I gave her back my two cents about the ass manager as well. About his double standards; "I don't mind if you come back late for lunch as long as you're with good company.", about his deficiencies at meetings and understanding clients and of his uncaring for his subordinate's welfare.
Then today, he talked to me after a discussion on a project. Going on and on again about how he doesn't want to be our enemy that he's been trying to help us (In some invisible way? Nobody knows how he's helping.) and hopes that we will invite him along for lunches and dinners.
Yeah! Sure. Like when hell freezes fucking over mate!
You report me to the management and you're expecting to make nice NOW?! Get fucking real you asshole!
In all my life, I have never been called in for anything to do with discipline. Always the goody two shoe, I have never even seen the headmistress's office except once when our whole form 5 class were called in due to our dismal results in the trail exams. Of course, I've passed the office often enough and have been in it to retrieve and place things in/from it but I've never been called in to be reprimanded.
So, I was suitably surprised, although I shouldn't, that I was called into Mommy J's office for a discussion on Tuesday. Mommy J's the HR Manager. She's been with the company since her teens. I think this is her first and only company that she's worked for and she's due to retire sometime this year. Everyone knows Momma J. She's nice and all but she tends to talk to everyone like she's your mother. Hence my nickname for her here.
Anyway, the ass of a manager wrote her emails about my late comings and of my one incident of not returning to the office after a meeting.
Ok. I admit it. I'm always late for work but I don't always go back 5.30pm on the dot either. I didn't know that I was signing into a clock watching company. I didn't plan on becoming a clockwatcher but if they insist, I can always do that. BUT ... they argue that staying late is our responsibility cause we couldn't finish our work. Like that is our fault when they keep piling work on us. Even work that we insist we don't have the skills required for it. "You'll just have to learn it." Geez!
So, I sat in Mommy J's office listening for about an hour of punctuality stories and about the previous GM who was a stickler for puntuality, blah blah blah ...
Of course, I gave her back my two cents about the ass manager as well. About his double standards; "I don't mind if you come back late for lunch as long as you're with good company.", about his deficiencies at meetings and understanding clients and of his uncaring for his subordinate's welfare.
Then today, he talked to me after a discussion on a project. Going on and on again about how he doesn't want to be our enemy that he's been trying to help us (In some invisible way? Nobody knows how he's helping.) and hopes that we will invite him along for lunches and dinners.
Yeah! Sure. Like when hell freezes fucking over mate!
You report me to the management and you're expecting to make nice NOW?! Get fucking real you asshole!
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
groupie me
Over the weekend, I received confirmation for membership to two projects.
1) The nervousness project
After much participation in the forums, and of course, of the exchanges as well, I was finally nominated and seconded two months after my first exchange - The Super Postcard Swap II. I think the reason was because my exchangees haven't received my cards (my ATCs not the postcards). Takes about 2 weeks to a month for people in the US or New Zealand to receive them, it seems. So, I got recommended after they got my stuff. :) Thanks guys!
Soon as I got my codes, I signed up for two postcard exchanges. :) My batch of postcards are almost ready for mailing. Just need to write some blurb or message on them before I send them out. They've been stamped an addressed.
2) The Project Petaling Street beta testing
I applied to be a beta tester for Project Petaling Street. Although I don't really have any idea what I was signing up for when I applied, I thought I might lend a hand anyway. It sounded like we are suppose to test out the new funtionalities for the community blog or blog-tal, as they would call it, and I thought, yeah, I could probably help out. So I signed-up.
According to the email I received, they say they've selected 26 out of 117 possible applicants. Guess I should be honoured that they selected me huh? Some of the other successfull applicants seems to know each other or at least have been frequenting each other's blog. I think I only recognise two blogs from the list. Anyway, that would mean I'll have more blog to lurk in.
Got the email with the instructions as well. Am currently awaiting confirmation of registration. After that, will get right onto testing. ;)
Over the weekend, I received confirmation for membership to two projects.
1) The nervousness project
After much participation in the forums, and of course, of the exchanges as well, I was finally nominated and seconded two months after my first exchange - The Super Postcard Swap II. I think the reason was because my exchangees haven't received my cards (my ATCs not the postcards). Takes about 2 weeks to a month for people in the US or New Zealand to receive them, it seems. So, I got recommended after they got my stuff. :) Thanks guys!
Soon as I got my codes, I signed up for two postcard exchanges. :) My batch of postcards are almost ready for mailing. Just need to write some blurb or message on them before I send them out. They've been stamped an addressed.
2) The Project Petaling Street beta testing
I applied to be a beta tester for Project Petaling Street. Although I don't really have any idea what I was signing up for when I applied, I thought I might lend a hand anyway. It sounded like we are suppose to test out the new funtionalities for the community blog or blog-tal, as they would call it, and I thought, yeah, I could probably help out. So I signed-up.
According to the email I received, they say they've selected 26 out of 117 possible applicants. Guess I should be honoured that they selected me huh? Some of the other successfull applicants seems to know each other or at least have been frequenting each other's blog. I think I only recognise two blogs from the list. Anyway, that would mean I'll have more blog to lurk in.
Got the email with the instructions as well. Am currently awaiting confirmation of registration. After that, will get right onto testing. ;)
Sunday, June 29, 2003
super download frenzy
Woo hoo! Broadband. No worries about rising access fees. No more taking forever just to download a song. Can finally download Buffy ... hmmm was the last one me being repetitive? Have I talked about downloading Buffy before?
Well, anyway, managed to download two episodes of Buffy while I was out today for Tosca rehearsal. While I was out shopping for shoes for to match my costume. Yup! Footwear not provided by the costumers. While I was getting some 'cheaper' DVDs. I bought Frida, Simply Irresistable and one with Maria Tallcheif.
Now all I need is a CD writer to store all those downloaded stuff.
Right. If you could please excuse me, I should concentrate more on Buffy. Typing all this while watching. So cool!
Woo hoo! Broadband. No worries about rising access fees. No more taking forever just to download a song. Can finally download Buffy ... hmmm was the last one me being repetitive? Have I talked about downloading Buffy before?
Well, anyway, managed to download two episodes of Buffy while I was out today for Tosca rehearsal. While I was out shopping for shoes for to match my costume. Yup! Footwear not provided by the costumers. While I was getting some 'cheaper' DVDs. I bought Frida, Simply Irresistable and one with Maria Tallcheif.
Now all I need is a CD writer to store all those downloaded stuff.
Right. If you could please excuse me, I should concentrate more on Buffy. Typing all this while watching. So cool!
Saturday, June 28, 2003
friday five - summer holiday
1. How are you planning to spend the summer [winter]? Well, we only have one season throughout the year - the rain or shine season so, things will be as usual.
2. What was your first summer job? Summer job? I'll take this to be between semesters break instead. The first one would be as a sales girl at Evita Peroni. It's a shop selling hair accessories. We played with hair accessories and people's hair all day long. I quite sucked as a sales person. Tried to butter up to a customer but I felt kinda sick after that. Never did that again. Just recommended them what's appropriate and that's it. I don't like pushing for a sale. Either they want it or they don't. It's their choice.
3. If you could go anywhere this summer [winter], where would you go? I'd go back to London. Spend more time walking around instead of just going into shop after shop after shop during my trip there last December. I'd probably visit some of the galleries and the museums. Didn't go in any of them.
4. What was your worst vacation ever? Hmmm ... can't think on one at the moment.
5. What was your best vacation ever? My Gold Coast trip after my final year university exams. A bunch of us went up for a few days. Visited the usual suspects - Movie World, Dream World, Sea World. I loved the sand in Surfers Paradise. So white and fine. And the atmosphere, so relaxed. It was towards the end of schoolies week so there weren't that many students left, not overly noisy. Oh! I remember a brilliant craft market the had on the weekend. I don't think its a regular market cause I was on the telly just after I went back to the room from roaming the market. It was a fun trip!
1. How are you planning to spend the summer [winter]? Well, we only have one season throughout the year - the rain or shine season so, things will be as usual.
2. What was your first summer job? Summer job? I'll take this to be between semesters break instead. The first one would be as a sales girl at Evita Peroni. It's a shop selling hair accessories. We played with hair accessories and people's hair all day long. I quite sucked as a sales person. Tried to butter up to a customer but I felt kinda sick after that. Never did that again. Just recommended them what's appropriate and that's it. I don't like pushing for a sale. Either they want it or they don't. It's their choice.
3. If you could go anywhere this summer [winter], where would you go? I'd go back to London. Spend more time walking around instead of just going into shop after shop after shop during my trip there last December. I'd probably visit some of the galleries and the museums. Didn't go in any of them.
4. What was your worst vacation ever? Hmmm ... can't think on one at the moment.
5. What was your best vacation ever? My Gold Coast trip after my final year university exams. A bunch of us went up for a few days. Visited the usual suspects - Movie World, Dream World, Sea World. I loved the sand in Surfers Paradise. So white and fine. And the atmosphere, so relaxed. It was towards the end of schoolies week so there weren't that many students left, not overly noisy. Oh! I remember a brilliant craft market the had on the weekend. I don't think its a regular market cause I was on the telly just after I went back to the room from roaming the market. It was a fun trip!
Friday, June 27, 2003
super speed service
Whoa! Talk about speedy service! Having been a great proponent of government services bashing I'm currently in a state of shock speed of approval of my broadband application.
Complaints about the wait time for Streamyx installation has been rampant ever since TMNet offered their broadband packages. Some wait for a few days, a few weeks and even a few months before they receive any information about their installation. Mainly due to the massive applications from the speed hungry netters who's sick and tired of their 56kpbs lines and the provider's underestimation of the willingness of the people to pay for fast internet speed.
It is said wait has been reduced considerable. A friend got his applications installed approximately two weeks after applications. I never suspected that they could be even faster than that!
I have finally succumbed to the lure of broadband internet due to my frustration at having to wait an hour for an mp3 and forever just to get bits of Buffy. Since my company's having a promotion for the service, my company's a distributor(?), where I get the modem for free and I have my laptop that is equiped with a network card, I'm happily jumping on the broadband bandwagon.
Alright! Uncensored season 6 Buffy here I come! (I'm suspecting this season to have heavy cuts due to the Buffy-Spike factor.)
So, I handed in my application to my colleague and he signed me up. Less than an hour later, the lady from Streamyx called - *eyes wide* - saying they'll be over to install it tomorrow morning.
Woo hoo!
I'm taking leave tomorrow. Skipping morning Tosca rehearsal. I'M GETTING BROADBAND! *grin*
[addendum] Oh yes. If anyone of you want Streamyx and free modem, shoot me an email and I'll get the applications for you. Klang Valley people only please; cause that's where I am. Offer's until 3rd July only.
Whoa! Talk about speedy service! Having been a great proponent of government services bashing I'm currently in a state of shock speed of approval of my broadband application.
Complaints about the wait time for Streamyx installation has been rampant ever since TMNet offered their broadband packages. Some wait for a few days, a few weeks and even a few months before they receive any information about their installation. Mainly due to the massive applications from the speed hungry netters who's sick and tired of their 56kpbs lines and the provider's underestimation of the willingness of the people to pay for fast internet speed.
It is said wait has been reduced considerable. A friend got his applications installed approximately two weeks after applications. I never suspected that they could be even faster than that!
I have finally succumbed to the lure of broadband internet due to my frustration at having to wait an hour for an mp3 and forever just to get bits of Buffy. Since my company's having a promotion for the service, my company's a distributor(?), where I get the modem for free and I have my laptop that is equiped with a network card, I'm happily jumping on the broadband bandwagon.
Alright! Uncensored season 6 Buffy here I come! (I'm suspecting this season to have heavy cuts due to the Buffy-Spike factor.)
So, I handed in my application to my colleague and he signed me up. Less than an hour later, the lady from Streamyx called - *eyes wide* - saying they'll be over to install it tomorrow morning.
Woo hoo!
I'm taking leave tomorrow. Skipping morning Tosca rehearsal. I'M GETTING BROADBAND! *grin*
[addendum] Oh yes. If anyone of you want Streamyx and free modem, shoot me an email and I'll get the applications for you. Klang Valley people only please; cause that's where I am. Offer's until 3rd July only.
Thursday, June 26, 2003
Discovery
As an owner of a site, I have, naturally, always hoped that people would come across it and occasionally like it enough that they might come back for a return visit. What I have never really counted on was for people who I have a semblance of regular contact chancing upon the site and reading it. Which is why I seldom censor the things that I write in here.
I have met a fellow blogger and latin dancer once and do sometimes visit his blog as well but I don't mind that cause I don't really know the guy so he can make whatever opinion he have of me and I won't give a damn. Nor do I really mind Colin, whom I've met but he doesn't really know who I am, cause the chance of me ever meeting him again and telling him who I am is zippo.
But these are people who I meet weekly. Yes I'm talking about you two bozos. Yep. You know who you are. I do implore the two of you not to leak out this little spot of mine to the others. Please! I'll belanja you teh tarik. Just don't, ok?
From now on, I'm not gonna post overly personal stuff (not like I do much of that anyway) and keep it more to what's interesting that comes across this puny unimaginative mind of mine. Stuff like the Bahasa Malaysia post ... which makes more interesting read, no? Therefore, postings might be few and far between from now onwards ... ie. fewer than now.
I'm gonna find another hole to moan about all my personal crap.
Cheers all.
As an owner of a site, I have, naturally, always hoped that people would come across it and occasionally like it enough that they might come back for a return visit. What I have never really counted on was for people who I have a semblance of regular contact chancing upon the site and reading it. Which is why I seldom censor the things that I write in here.
I have met a fellow blogger and latin dancer once and do sometimes visit his blog as well but I don't mind that cause I don't really know the guy so he can make whatever opinion he have of me and I won't give a damn. Nor do I really mind Colin, whom I've met but he doesn't really know who I am, cause the chance of me ever meeting him again and telling him who I am is zippo.
But these are people who I meet weekly. Yes I'm talking about you two bozos. Yep. You know who you are. I do implore the two of you not to leak out this little spot of mine to the others. Please! I'll belanja you teh tarik. Just don't, ok?
From now on, I'm not gonna post overly personal stuff (not like I do much of that anyway) and keep it more to what's interesting that comes across this puny unimaginative mind of mine. Stuff like the Bahasa Malaysia post ... which makes more interesting read, no? Therefore, postings might be few and far between from now onwards ... ie. fewer than now.
I'm gonna find another hole to moan about all my personal crap.
Cheers all.
Wednesday, June 25, 2003
high ambitions
For someone who has no props, no costumes and not to mention time, what Dennis have in mind seems quite ambitious.
What he had in mind is something akin to what was done for Hey! Mr Producer. Singing, dancing and some serious blocking. We have no money so getting props could be a problem and costumes ... we'll just have to scour our wardrobes for them. Ok. That's fine. I'm sure we can find things appropriate enough.
The thing is ... he's aiming for corporate shows. Sound systems would probably be provided by where ever the show would be. The likelyhood of getting body mics for such shows so that we can do the dancing and blocking is slim to nada. Think ... if we're gonna do It's a Hard Knock Life, he has in mind us on all fours pretending to scub the floor. Now, which hand would I hold the mic and how will I be able to sing while scrubbing, holding the mic to my mouth and trying to balance so that I don't fall flat on my face?!
Well, me and another girl pointed out that for things such as corporate shows, maybe we don't need such serious movements. Just some light blocking. I also suggested that we get notes for the pieces that we're going to do so that everyone will be singing the same note at the same time and so that our entries are clean. We might know the songs but we'll have different interpretations and emphasis and that wouldn't work as an ensemble. It'll sound a mess.
Dennis says he'll rethink things.
They went off for a discussion after that to discuss the possible Kuantan gig. The company only wanted 3 people so I'm out.
I'm wondering whether they're discussing about me as well. Y'know whether they should let me into their little group. Or maybe Dennis is thinking letting me in is not such a good idea anyway since I seem to be giving out just too many comment/criticsm.
He's suppose to call me today to see if we're going to rehearse tonight but my phone hasn't rung even once today.
Am I out then?
For someone who has no props, no costumes and not to mention time, what Dennis have in mind seems quite ambitious.
What he had in mind is something akin to what was done for Hey! Mr Producer. Singing, dancing and some serious blocking. We have no money so getting props could be a problem and costumes ... we'll just have to scour our wardrobes for them. Ok. That's fine. I'm sure we can find things appropriate enough.
The thing is ... he's aiming for corporate shows. Sound systems would probably be provided by where ever the show would be. The likelyhood of getting body mics for such shows so that we can do the dancing and blocking is slim to nada. Think ... if we're gonna do It's a Hard Knock Life, he has in mind us on all fours pretending to scub the floor. Now, which hand would I hold the mic and how will I be able to sing while scrubbing, holding the mic to my mouth and trying to balance so that I don't fall flat on my face?!
Well, me and another girl pointed out that for things such as corporate shows, maybe we don't need such serious movements. Just some light blocking. I also suggested that we get notes for the pieces that we're going to do so that everyone will be singing the same note at the same time and so that our entries are clean. We might know the songs but we'll have different interpretations and emphasis and that wouldn't work as an ensemble. It'll sound a mess.
Dennis says he'll rethink things.
They went off for a discussion after that to discuss the possible Kuantan gig. The company only wanted 3 people so I'm out.
I'm wondering whether they're discussing about me as well. Y'know whether they should let me into their little group. Or maybe Dennis is thinking letting me in is not such a good idea anyway since I seem to be giving out just too many comment/criticsm.
He's suppose to call me today to see if we're going to rehearse tonight but my phone hasn't rung even once today.
Am I out then?
Monday, June 23, 2003
surprise call
Received a surprise call in the middle of my char kuey teow during lunch today. A bright, chirpy voice which sounded quite familiar and yet could have been several people that I know. Since his number wasn't in my mobile's memory, I have not idea who it was until he told me.
Twas Mr. Bohemia ... Dennis.
Dennis is what I would categorise, thanks to my 12 weeks of Families in Society class back in 95, as an acquiantance. He was there for the rehearsal of Michael Voon's Deadly Sins piece which we did erm ... last year(?). Anyway, he dropped out in the end cause the dates of the performance kept getting bumped here and there and due to personal reasons. Maybe him being the only other male dancer beside Michael had something to do with it? I don't but I don't think that's it. He probably had a clash with another production. He's majorly into the arts and is quite at odds with his family be
Anyway, he called with news that he has several projects coming up and was wondering if I might be interested in some of them. I think he cited three projects (the kopitiam was quite noisy and couldn't hear him quite clearly). Something about a corporate gig which should pay about RM250? Something with the people from Natra; I'm hoping by this he meant the people as in the performers and not the directors (the bastards who rejected me :p).
AND lastly, I heard something about "Little Shop of Horrors". COOL! Now that one caught my attention. Heh heh.
Will be meeting up with him tomorrow after work for more information. *fingers crossed*
Whoops! He called again. They're starting rehearsal tomorrow nite so he'd like to confirm things tonight. So, I'm meeting him later tonight after choir.
Received a surprise call in the middle of my char kuey teow during lunch today. A bright, chirpy voice which sounded quite familiar and yet could have been several people that I know. Since his number wasn't in my mobile's memory, I have not idea who it was until he told me.
Twas Mr. Bohemia ... Dennis.
Dennis is what I would categorise, thanks to my 12 weeks of Families in Society class back in 95, as an acquiantance. He was there for the rehearsal of Michael Voon's Deadly Sins piece which we did erm ... last year(?). Anyway, he dropped out in the end cause the dates of the performance kept getting bumped here and there and due to personal reasons. Maybe him being the only other male dancer beside Michael had something to do with it? I don't but I don't think that's it. He probably had a clash with another production. He's majorly into the arts and is quite at odds with his family be
Anyway, he called with news that he has several projects coming up and was wondering if I might be interested in some of them. I think he cited three projects (the kopitiam was quite noisy and couldn't hear him quite clearly). Something about a corporate gig which should pay about RM250? Something with the people from Natra; I'm hoping by this he meant the people as in the performers and not the directors (the bastards who rejected me :p).
AND lastly, I heard something about "Little Shop of Horrors". COOL! Now that one caught my attention. Heh heh.
Will be meeting up with him tomorrow after work for more information. *fingers crossed*
Whoops! He called again. They're starting rehearsal tomorrow nite so he'd like to confirm things tonight. So, I'm meeting him later tonight after choir.
Friday, June 20, 2003
friday five
1. Is your hair naturally curly, wavy, or straight? Long or short? straight. Really straight ... and long too. It is slightly after the waist.
2. How has your hair changed over your lifetime? They have spilt ends now. My mom says it's due to the perm and colouring that I did years ago.
3. How do your normally wear your hair? In a low pony tail or in a bun.
4. If you could change your hair this minute, what would it look like? Like Lauren Graham's.
5. Ever had a hair disaster? What happened? No. Not really. Only hair disaster I've ever had would be to have a chewing gum stuck in my hair and we had to cut the patch out. Not really noticeable cause my hair was long and it got stuck in the middle.
1. Is your hair naturally curly, wavy, or straight? Long or short? straight. Really straight ... and long too. It is slightly after the waist.
2. How has your hair changed over your lifetime? They have spilt ends now. My mom says it's due to the perm and colouring that I did years ago.
3. How do your normally wear your hair? In a low pony tail or in a bun.
4. If you could change your hair this minute, what would it look like? Like Lauren Graham's.
5. Ever had a hair disaster? What happened? No. Not really. Only hair disaster I've ever had would be to have a chewing gum stuck in my hair and we had to cut the patch out. Not really noticeable cause my hair was long and it got stuck in the middle.
Wednesday, June 18, 2003
the cats are all out and the mice are sluggish
Despite the anticipation of the event (cats out of the office), somehow the day is turning out to be quite a let down. The bad company has been planning for late lunches and going to the HQ for 'upgrades' to escape from the dread of the office since last week. Lunch was late but not that late either. Only about 10 minutes late plus we were with 'good company' which, according to the idiot cat, he didn't mind if we were out with the 'good company'.
Somehow the office seems quiter today. Lots of people are out. I wonder where they went.
The office have become sort of a military camp since the newly (two weeks ago) announced company restructure. Spot checks by the new GM himself on our punctuality sounds quite ridiculous to me. With concern only being the times that we get back into the office; ie. start of work & getting back from lunch. Does it not matter that we worked late the night before? Or the highway was clogged up for hours on end? Or we went out late for lunch?
Seems like it isn't.
Add to this, I am unable to test out my codes cause there seems to be an error with the development server. I can't get my servlet engine to work and the idiot-server-password-hogger is on leave. Which means I'm just basically sitting down and not doing much.
So, I'm just browsing throug the pages and reading up on what's going on on the blogging front. Hmmm ... lots of talk about structured blogging.
Interesting.
I should find out more about RSS and Trackbacks. I'm using MT on another site and they offer those features but I have yet to use them. I don't really know how they functionn actually. Must read up.
Despite the anticipation of the event (cats out of the office), somehow the day is turning out to be quite a let down. The bad company has been planning for late lunches and going to the HQ for 'upgrades' to escape from the dread of the office since last week. Lunch was late but not that late either. Only about 10 minutes late plus we were with 'good company' which, according to the idiot cat, he didn't mind if we were out with the 'good company'.
Somehow the office seems quiter today. Lots of people are out. I wonder where they went.
The office have become sort of a military camp since the newly (two weeks ago) announced company restructure. Spot checks by the new GM himself on our punctuality sounds quite ridiculous to me. With concern only being the times that we get back into the office; ie. start of work & getting back from lunch. Does it not matter that we worked late the night before? Or the highway was clogged up for hours on end? Or we went out late for lunch?
Seems like it isn't.
Add to this, I am unable to test out my codes cause there seems to be an error with the development server. I can't get my servlet engine to work and the idiot-server-password-hogger is on leave. Which means I'm just basically sitting down and not doing much.
So, I'm just browsing throug the pages and reading up on what's going on on the blogging front. Hmmm ... lots of talk about structured blogging.
Interesting.
I should find out more about RSS and Trackbacks. I'm using MT on another site and they offer those features but I have yet to use them. I don't really know how they functionn actually. Must read up.
Tuesday, June 17, 2003
snail mail
Nervousness is taking over my life!
I have been trolling the forum constantly looking for things that I can participate in. Even though I've been there for about two months now, I still have not been nominated for codes - you need that to join in the objects [Land Mail Art Objects] that are offically listed on the site. Forum is for us wannabe nervoussers. So that we have somthing to work with while salivating/looking longingly after the official objects.
Anyway, I've been enjoying the mails that have been trickling in dedicated to moi. You've got mail.
Hmmm ... that gave me an idea. Wouldn't it be cool if there is a mechanism that announces that 'you have mail' once you get in the house or when you press a button or something? It'll work something like the answering machine. Hmmm ... which means there should be a light/led installed somewhere that indicates that you have mail.
Right so ... mails. Enjoy them. Sent out about four of the just an hour ago. Some ATC swaps. Costed me RM11.30 on stamps. Ouch! *sigh* that's the only drawback of this enjoyable endeavour. Most of the people there are in the US or North America or Europe. Asians are a rarity. And if I ever there evere come a time where Malaysian will go to for a trading session or a make and trade session, I might have to wait until I'm old and grey.
Nervousness is taking over my life!
I have been trolling the forum constantly looking for things that I can participate in. Even though I've been there for about two months now, I still have not been nominated for codes - you need that to join in the objects [Land Mail Art Objects] that are offically listed on the site. Forum is for us wannabe nervoussers. So that we have somthing to work with while salivating/looking longingly after the official objects.
Anyway, I've been enjoying the mails that have been trickling in dedicated to moi. You've got mail.
Hmmm ... that gave me an idea. Wouldn't it be cool if there is a mechanism that announces that 'you have mail' once you get in the house or when you press a button or something? It'll work something like the answering machine. Hmmm ... which means there should be a light/led installed somewhere that indicates that you have mail.
Right so ... mails. Enjoy them. Sent out about four of the just an hour ago. Some ATC swaps. Costed me RM11.30 on stamps. Ouch! *sigh* that's the only drawback of this enjoyable endeavour. Most of the people there are in the US or North America or Europe. Asians are a rarity. And if I ever there evere come a time where Malaysian will go to for a trading session or a make and trade session, I might have to wait until I'm old and grey.
Saturday, June 14, 2003
quiz time
You are Agent Smith, from "The Matrix."
No one would ever want to run into you in a
dark alley. Cold as steel, tough as a rock,
things are your way or the highway.
What Matrix Persona Are You?
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You are Agent Smith, from "The Matrix."
No one would ever want to run into you in a
dark alley. Cold as steel, tough as a rock,
things are your way or the highway.
What Matrix Persona Are You?
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friday five
1. What's one thing you've always wanted to do, but never have? travel the world / backpacking around the world. still want to do it. just collecting the funds at the moment and also trying to find someone else that would go with me.
2. When someone asks your opinion about a new haircut/outfit/etc, are you always honest? most of the time. sometimes when it's bad, i'd just might say something evasive like "it's short!" or "it's so short" or "it's so red!".
3. Have you ever found out something about a friend and then wished you hadn't? What happened? sorta, more like found out about what a friend thought of me. we used to hang out quite a lot especially when we were studying and then when we started working she's always posted for overseas assignments so we hardly see each other anymore. another mutual friend told me that that friend is sort of afraid of me. :( i wish that i didn't know that. now i'm wondering why.
4. If you could live in any fictional world (from a book/movie/game/etc.) which would it be and why? when i was younger and was reading enid blyton's faraway tree series, i wanted to live in that wood with the faraway tree. that tree is way cool!
5. What's one talent/skill you don't have but always wanted? i have two skills that i want. 1) public speaking skills. i'm absolutely useless when it comes to public speaking. & 2) improvisation skills. absolutely useless there as well. i'm such a lamb i just follow whatever i'm told. i wish i could create stuff. some friend have asked that i create some dance steps for them cause i have dance background but i've always turned them down cause although i CAN dance, i CAN'T choreograph.
1. What's one thing you've always wanted to do, but never have? travel the world / backpacking around the world. still want to do it. just collecting the funds at the moment and also trying to find someone else that would go with me.
2. When someone asks your opinion about a new haircut/outfit/etc, are you always honest? most of the time. sometimes when it's bad, i'd just might say something evasive like "it's short!" or "it's so short" or "it's so red!".
3. Have you ever found out something about a friend and then wished you hadn't? What happened? sorta, more like found out about what a friend thought of me. we used to hang out quite a lot especially when we were studying and then when we started working she's always posted for overseas assignments so we hardly see each other anymore. another mutual friend told me that that friend is sort of afraid of me. :( i wish that i didn't know that. now i'm wondering why.
4. If you could live in any fictional world (from a book/movie/game/etc.) which would it be and why? when i was younger and was reading enid blyton's faraway tree series, i wanted to live in that wood with the faraway tree. that tree is way cool!
5. What's one talent/skill you don't have but always wanted? i have two skills that i want. 1) public speaking skills. i'm absolutely useless when it comes to public speaking. & 2) improvisation skills. absolutely useless there as well. i'm such a lamb i just follow whatever i'm told. i wish i could create stuff. some friend have asked that i create some dance steps for them cause i have dance background but i've always turned them down cause although i CAN dance, i CAN'T choreograph.
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