Thursday, October 20, 2005
National Sad Day
The prime minister's wife pass away today. As weird as it may sound, I feel kind of sad about it. I mean I don't know her personally, only through newspapers and television but I feel sad about it. I voiced it out to my aunt and my sister and even they also agreed with me. I just feel the need to post an entry today yet I have no idea what to say. Maybe I'll think of something while I bathe later. *sigh*
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Heaven and hell, which you rather be in?
That's the current state of the place I'm working. The company occupied the 2nd floor of the building when I was training there two months ago. Now I'm back as a temporary staff for a month to earn some extra cash. The company has also expanded downstairs and now occupy a section of the ground floor as well. Ironically, the ground floor department is also the hell part of the company where everyone is currently rushing to complete a project. Late nights, extreme pressure with a short-fuse devil running the place. Now picture heaven upstairs, where everyone is doing things at their own pace, datelines are negociatable, you still have a hawk eyeing at you, making sure you're not slacking too much but otherwise it is still heaven compared to the condition downstairs. Where would you rather be?
I told my dad about this and he told me the theory of "you always worry about two things in life". When you're alive, you worry that you might get sick or worst still you might die. When you're sick you worry whether you will ever get better or then again you might die. Finally you're dead and you worry whether you'll be going up heaven or down to hell. When you end up in heaven you thought all your worries will be gone but then again what happens when all your friends happens to be in hell? In the end, sometimes people prefers to go to hell just to be with people they know, shaking hands with friends.
This is the same case. I'm up in heaven, bored to death. Staring at the computer, feeling sleepy at times, feeling unimportant since I'm not pressured to perform. Sometimes I go down and visit hell where everyone I work with during internship training is currently is down there working their ass off. You feel the energy going around, the drive making you work and perform. It's even ironic that the devil likes me a lot, my friends always say I got a pinch of evil in me *shrugs* but I didn't get sent to work down in hell because of my short time here, they already started the project before I came in and it will take time for me catching up things, by then my one month might be up. So what's the point?
Then again, I'm not here to promote how wonderful hell is. Hell being hell, everyone down there has gone bonkers. A previous colleague of mine who work with me when I train a few months ago has turned into a grumpty gal, not to mention it's fasting time. As the saying goes, "a hungry man is an angry man". When you're in a team, you'll have a sense of responsiblity. Therefore, no matter how much you dislike it, you'll end up working late nights, come in on Sundays to complete your work and all with an angry devil behind your back, ready to pounce on you anytime.
So, heaven and hell, which you rather be in?
I told my dad about this and he told me the theory of "you always worry about two things in life". When you're alive, you worry that you might get sick or worst still you might die. When you're sick you worry whether you will ever get better or then again you might die. Finally you're dead and you worry whether you'll be going up heaven or down to hell. When you end up in heaven you thought all your worries will be gone but then again what happens when all your friends happens to be in hell? In the end, sometimes people prefers to go to hell just to be with people they know, shaking hands with friends.
This is the same case. I'm up in heaven, bored to death. Staring at the computer, feeling sleepy at times, feeling unimportant since I'm not pressured to perform. Sometimes I go down and visit hell where everyone I work with during internship training is currently is down there working their ass off. You feel the energy going around, the drive making you work and perform. It's even ironic that the devil likes me a lot, my friends always say I got a pinch of evil in me *shrugs* but I didn't get sent to work down in hell because of my short time here, they already started the project before I came in and it will take time for me catching up things, by then my one month might be up. So what's the point?
Then again, I'm not here to promote how wonderful hell is. Hell being hell, everyone down there has gone bonkers. A previous colleague of mine who work with me when I train a few months ago has turned into a grumpty gal, not to mention it's fasting time. As the saying goes, "a hungry man is an angry man". When you're in a team, you'll have a sense of responsiblity. Therefore, no matter how much you dislike it, you'll end up working late nights, come in on Sundays to complete your work and all with an angry devil behind your back, ready to pounce on you anytime.
So, heaven and hell, which you rather be in?
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
D.E.N.G.U.E
Dengue fever is on the rise especially here in Penang and everyone is worried about it. What's more, I get at least five mosquito bites every night I stay up late, sitting in front of my computer. I'm lucky nothing has happen to me or my family and are taking more precaution on this matter. Imagine if five mosquito bites comes from the same mosquito and if that is an aedes mosquito I'll be dead soon. Therefore, mosquito sprays are very much in used right now, though I dislike using it due to enviromental factors I figure I have to save myself before I can save the world. T__T
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Someone dug my dead blog from its grave!
Oh my god! I'm seriously in a state of shock right now. I was telling a friend of mine about my new bloggie and he replied to me "I thought you already had a blog?" followed by the link http://vinice.pitas.com/
I can't believe he kept that link for so soooo long. I was shocked, touched and well still shock. I think my heart miss a beat that time. Seriously, I think he just make my day.
Hiyashi - who is typing in a serious state of shock.
I can't believe he kept that link for so soooo long. I was shocked, touched and well still shock. I think my heart miss a beat that time. Seriously, I think he just make my day.
Hiyashi - who is typing in a serious state of shock.
Sunday, September 11, 2005
Today is a good day...
Today is a good day because it is a special day for me which I must remember to write it down in the next day or two or else I will regret it. Currently, watching Malaysian Idol. Nothing much to say about the idols but instead have something to say about Jien. lol. He gained some weight. My mom commented on Friday "Jien put on some weight." Now I'm watching the result show and I must say I agree with her but that's not important. Everyone puts on some weight sometimes, -___- I put on some weight. Not some actually. Arghh.. too good life at home. *I know that's not something to complain about* >.< Watching Jien, I remember the conversation I had with my aunt while I was staying over at her place.
Aunt: Eh, that guy quite good looking. *points to Jien*
Me: That's Jien. He's around 30 or 31 already I think. *I'm not sure the exact age*
Aunt: *jokes* Wah, don't look that age also. Go and pikat him lah.
Me: -_________-;;;;
Aunt: *continues to make fun of me* Next year go join Malaysian Idol lah, then can get to know him.
Me: -____________-;;;;
Joining Malaysian Idol for all the wrong reasons. Besides, if I were told to list down my abilities, singing would be the last one. Bah... for now, the only participation Malaysian Idol will get from me will be as a voter and with that I shall continue watch Jien on TV.
Aunt: Eh, that guy quite good looking. *points to Jien*
Me: That's Jien. He's around 30 or 31 already I think. *I'm not sure the exact age*
Aunt: *jokes* Wah, don't look that age also. Go and pikat him lah.
Me: -_________-;;;;
Aunt: *continues to make fun of me* Next year go join Malaysian Idol lah, then can get to know him.
Me: -____________-;;;;
Joining Malaysian Idol for all the wrong reasons. Besides, if I were told to list down my abilities, singing would be the last one. Bah... for now, the only participation Malaysian Idol will get from me will be as a voter and with that I shall continue watch Jien on TV.
Friday, September 09, 2005
*sings* I love to go.. a-wondering...
Revamp! Actually it is just a change of template which involved the lost of every single minor html changes I did. There goes by Tomodachi list for now. It'll be back!
My dear friend Ching² just started her blog and she mention about me. *beams happily* However, it is in friendster and one need to sign in before leaving a comment. I did sign in but for some unknown reason I can't leave a comment. So I'm leaving my comments here instead. "Ching², Miss you too! And by the way, use blogger!" There! I'm a proud blogger/blogspot user.
I went a-wondering to Zisian's bloggie and realized as I change my blog to a brighter colour, she went and change hers to black. -__-a
My mom walk pass just now and here's what happened.
mom: Isn't that Ching², she made her own website?
me: Umm.. actually it's a blog.
mom: A blog?
me: *eager to get back at her for complaining I spent too little time reading newspapers* If you read In-Tech or Computimes, you would know what is a blog.
mom: *completely ignore my sarcasism* So what is a blog?
me: -___- *give up* It's something like a diary or a journal?
mom: *got all sike up* Isn't this things suppose to be personal? How can you put it on the web for everyone to see?
me: That's the point of putting it up on the web. It's intended for everyone to see. *fine.. that's not a good explanation but what the hell*
mom: But only your friends can see it right? Others can't right? They would need your code or something to read it.
me: Code? Mom... think we should stop this topic of conversation.
This kind of situation always comes up once in a while and I have to spend quite a long time to explain to my mom about how the internet works, how instant massaging works and so own. I don't mind explaining it actually but it kind of gets annoying after 15 minutes of explaining and it turns out my mom don't really get what I am saying. -__-;;
Anyway, to finish up the conversation I had with my mom.
mom: Huh? No meh? Then everyone can read what you write?
me: Yah and sometimes there are people who write such interesting stuff that his or her blog become so famous and everyone in the world read it.
mom: *remained quiet to digest that fact*
End of conversation.
My dear friend Ching² just started her blog and she mention about me. *beams happily* However, it is in friendster and one need to sign in before leaving a comment. I did sign in but for some unknown reason I can't leave a comment. So I'm leaving my comments here instead. "Ching², Miss you too! And by the way, use blogger!" There! I'm a proud blogger/blogspot user.
I went a-wondering to Zisian's bloggie and realized as I change my blog to a brighter colour, she went and change hers to black. -__-a
My mom walk pass just now and here's what happened.
mom: Isn't that Ching², she made her own website?
me: Umm.. actually it's a blog.
mom: A blog?
me: *eager to get back at her for complaining I spent too little time reading newspapers* If you read In-Tech or Computimes, you would know what is a blog.
mom: *completely ignore my sarcasism* So what is a blog?
me: -___- *give up* It's something like a diary or a journal?
mom: *got all sike up* Isn't this things suppose to be personal? How can you put it on the web for everyone to see?
me: That's the point of putting it up on the web. It's intended for everyone to see. *fine.. that's not a good explanation but what the hell*
mom: But only your friends can see it right? Others can't right? They would need your code or something to read it.
me: Code? Mom... think we should stop this topic of conversation.
This kind of situation always comes up once in a while and I have to spend quite a long time to explain to my mom about how the internet works, how instant massaging works and so own. I don't mind explaining it actually but it kind of gets annoying after 15 minutes of explaining and it turns out my mom don't really get what I am saying. -__-;;
Anyway, to finish up the conversation I had with my mom.
mom: Huh? No meh? Then everyone can read what you write?
me: Yah and sometimes there are people who write such interesting stuff that his or her blog become so famous and everyone in the world read it.
mom: *remained quiet to digest that fact*
End of conversation.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
15 mins medicine
I'm feeling 50% better already. Okay, sounds far fetch. It's like was I really sad just now? I was! Then I got cured by visiting tomodachi's bloggies. Added some to my tomodachi list without informing them yet. =.= *off to tell them later* Special note to Sim, I put you as Sim and it just seems odd. So I changed it to Timun. lol, as if Timun is more normal than Sim. Anyway, I really enjoy reading your blog.. umm.. not that I don't like the others but yours is always comical, not to mention there were some umm.. "illustration" as well. Great medicine for the sad illness.
I notice my blog is so BLACK! urgh, and I'm suppose to be a semi-somewhat design student. My lecturer will kill me if they see my blog but then again they won't be seeing my blog will they. Not in a very cheerful spirit to make it all red, orange and yellow and the moment.
Till then, dark and gloomy it shall be.
I notice my blog is so BLACK! urgh, and I'm suppose to be a semi-somewhat design student. My lecturer will kill me if they see my blog but then again they won't be seeing my blog will they. Not in a very cheerful spirit to make it all red, orange and yellow and the moment.
Till then, dark and gloomy it shall be.
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