I'm currently in the phase of non-blogging because I'm too lazy. Have you guys heard about the manhunt for JI leader Kastari the last couple of days? He escaped from our detention centre and there's currently a an island wide manhunt for him. When Nat told me that police were surrounding her school because of the manhunt, all that came to my mind was...
MANhunt in Singapore? Why would they need police at her school??
Then I recalled the cover of Strait Times which depicted the blown up picture of the man we are really hunting, not much of a good looker anyways. =)
I didn't even know we ever had the leader of JI locked up.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
I'm home sick! Which is good in that sense cos I get a break.
The one thing I can't stand about working in the service industry is when you spend 4 hours stoning, with practically no customers to attend to till your feet fall asleep. So you prepare yourself mentally to go home at 11, and once you do, boom, all the darn customers come in at 10pm for drinks. Dang you tell yourself, but it's too late, you're gonna be stuck there for another 3 more hours even though your brain function has ceased. So I spent my first few hours doodling what represents my work/life at one rochester. See that table/ cupboard in the middle? That's how my station looks like. And the window next to it overlooks the 'livingroom' where couples, often forgeting that I can see them start making out like there's no tomorrow. Did I mention I witnessed a marriage proposal through that window once? Real sweet. =)
Something just occured to me this week, if I'm not teaching little kids, I'm teaching disabled ones, resulting in me talking to many people as if they were kids too, e.g. customers. It's not that I baby talk or anything, it's more of the tone of the voice used, it's slightly higher and a little more... exaggerated with regards to expression. Hopefully I don't sound too much like a kindergarten teacher when I take orders!
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Now that Annie's gone back, my social life has begun to cease to exist, especially with the start of this week. This is because my working hours start in the morning, stops for 3-5 hours depending on which day, and starts again in the evening. Annie used to drop by and hang out because she had weird working hours too. The other person I can think of who has these hours would be Chio, but they still clash with my free time and I can't see her! I haven't even had the opportunity to catch that ever-gorgeous Johnny Depp in Sweeny Todd and am so determined not to miss it that I may go and catch the 11am show alone. Who the hell watches an 11am show? Me.
If I were to count the number of bouquets I've 'dissected' and vase-d, I wouldn't be able to. Not because I've had an army of admirers over the course of my life, but because my sister has had traditional, conventional flower-gift boyfriends. If I weren't a waitress/tuition teacher now, I'd probably be a florist tying lilies and growing chrysenthemums. (My spelling is failing me)
The purple tulips look a little like limp purple cabbage leaves, it's not my fault the picture didn't turn out to be fantastic! Anyways the reason why I chose to speak of flowers was because I'd managed to dissect a customer's bouquet and vase it on valentines day, and still make the bouquet look fantastic. =) Ah, you won't understand unless you saw what pain and effort I went through to put those blardy roses in water, which was actually redundant (but I didn't dare to tell the customers) because bouquets always, Aways come in with a supply of water in a little baggy all wrapped up to last them through the evening. (Unless, as my sister suggested, the boyfriend had been so cheap as to buy the bouquet 2 days earlier and leave it in the fridge)
Moving on...
Sisters I was just lazy to put this on facebook, it'll probably take me a good 30 minutes to get it on. ( I see a potential stubborn future me whom will avoid retraining at all cost)
Which reminds me, the 2 of you better start helping me with the songs!! Doesn't help that all 3 of us are inept in chinese but let's at least get the ideas down ok? You better help me or else I'll be grumpy, overworked and tired and turn into T-rex. :D
For the dateless guys this evening, why don't you try some cheesy pick-up lines
'Hey, could you have a sip of my coffee? It needs some of your sugar.'
'Did you swallow a magnet too? Cos I'm just so attracted to you'
Or in case you're already attached and have yet to come up with a breath-taking one-liner to put in your valentine's day card,
'You're cosine and I'm sine, because together we're 1.' (cosx + sinx = 1)
Ok I bet you guys have probably heard (and perhaps tried) them already, but the cheesiness is just unbearable! =)
Boyfriends out there, do you know how bimbotic and neurotic you are all causing your girlfriends to be? Over the last few days I've witness not one but 3 of my very close friends enter lala land and become dreamy-eyed/excited bimbos with a mention of their boyfriends. Another one has already suffered permanent damage! (hehe...) I'm not scoffing them or anything, I actually find that extremely cute and adorable and wonder whether the girlfriends have a similar effect on their boyfriends when they aren't around. Imagine a table of beefcakes/suave gentlemen getting all gaga over their girlfriends, hahaha!
Enjoy the day!
*Names have been kept private for confidential purposes.
During the short one week chinese new year break I spent in Malaysia, I got to discover that I'm a pretty tempremental person. Now that I'm back in Singapore, I feel like I'm going through a delayed angsty period which should have come when I was 13 or 14. It doesn't help that Nat too is feeling equally angsty because both of us will just end up complaining to each other and getting more grumpy. It's unlike being depressed and having a friend to share those feelings because either one will probably end up comforting the other and feeding off the gloom of the other so as to result in less wallowing in self-pity. Sowhen 2 depressed people come together, you probably get 2 better feeling people after the encounter. However 2 angsty people coming together = more angst. Haha... (Nat we're angst rearers!)
Anyways, just a heads up, I think this will be a long post because of the daily word quota I never got to finish when I was in Malaysia. =) Don't worry, there'll be pictures.
So just to kick off here's a farmiliar, overpriced chinese new year dish, yu sheng, lou hei or salad and raw fish. We had our reunion lou-hei-ing in my mum's office, haha... Trust our family to treat the office as a second home! As I poured the different things into the mixture, not knowing what the hell to say, I ended up saying things like:
'Hua shen shen she... shen hai zi, shen hai zi' (Peanuts... give birth... give birth)
New year in Malaysia was a little different this year because my uncle's side of the family didn't come down, so we practically had the entire house to ourselves. I think Breadtalk has the cutest breads, remember our little snowman-Ambert? Now they have this cute little alien looking thing with raisins as brains!
Yeah I know, random me, one minnute KL the next minute raisin stuffed heads. Told ya I was tempremental (maybe only the -mental part) haha..
Anyways whilst I was in ole Malaysia (it's an affectionate term), I took the chance to be a sucker/tourist and let Roger bring me up the KL Tower, this 400+ metre high tower which doesnt do much but sit there and earn money from us poor dummies. I think Roger enjoyed himself very much using their super powerful binoculars to peep at people by the pool sides. Haha... The malaysian gah-ment truly has a weird sense of aesthetics, all the dustbins there were shaped like pineapples. Pineapples? Might as well make it chikus.
Well then, here's a hilarious video from the same guy from Roger's blog's video (lousily structured sentence) Aiya, point is, he's hilarious, 10 times better than that silly russel peters guy. Going out to all who havfe played Canon in D in some point of their lives. (Nat!! watch this!!)
Oh yes, I have to complain before I leave, there was this ass hole of an ang mo lasat night who scolded me for slow service when firstly, he wasn't even in my section and secondly, it wasn't my fault all the bloody staff decided to go on their smoking break together as on ea ndleave the floor unattended. Bah, hope he falls down and sprains his upturned nose.
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Nerina Pallot's CD! =)
I had a great weekend, because I managed to not only finish my word quota but actually surpass it. For those close to me, they'd know that a Cui without interaction and talking equals an emo Cui. (Or slightly deranged ) I talked and talked and talked, I even talked to the groom's brother/bestman during Sunday's wedding at the restaurant! He wasn't as drop dead gorgeous as the previous bestman/brother, but he was extremely conversational, friendly, and French. =) (I bet the bride was an SPG la)
Yay, talk talk talk, I am sooo going to end up being an auntie, sitting at the cafe (we shall be taitais) spending the entire afternoon with my other fellow aunties like annie, feifei and aiping and just sitting there and talking. Although I reckon ping will be busy pranking people at a ripe old age of 50. HAHA... ok nevermind, private joke. +)
Allow me to continue on my previous post on the experiences I 've been having this week. (It's not a motherly thing ok, it's a humane thing) But I love the way they look at you, perhaps it's a reflex for me to try and look for a glimmer of hope in any simple action they do, but I don't think so, they seem to give you more attention than any other active kid would. I just love the way one of the kids, Hsin Wei looks observes me when I work with her. We had water therapy (floating around in a pool) with them yesterday, what happens is they bring the kids down to the pool to get them more stimulated and to get them moving. According to the teachers (Who aren't exactly very motivated) she never every moves in the pool but simply stones, laughs and floats. But I managed to get her to kick!! Man, it is rewarding in that sense, according to another volunteer, he said she was responding more than the precious weeks! =) Must share my joy la, I know I sound insane. I'm gonna get some pictures if I can, however I wouldn't want to infringe on their privacy, so I'd probably refrain from posting them.
Anyways, Cheena New Year coming!! Spending almost an entire week with the relatives in good ole' KL, I tihnk I may be bored stiff this round because of all the closed shops and the visiting unknown extended extended distant relatives.
Under the silent geeky influence of Kevin and Roger, I've decided to post this highly amusing drawing, one of the few I could actually get from this cute website of geeky drawings, it reminds me a lot of the younger son in the comic Foxtrot. Haha, anyways, this still cracks me up pretty good. I'm not sure whether it was because I was tired or because I'm not that bright that I didn't manage to get the other jokes. (Somehow I think it's the latter)
I've spent a couple of days at Margaret Drive Special school this week, the children are really adorably, and highly amusing at times. They can be quite a handful at times because they're pretty mischeivious and can try to test you at times. Tell you guys more another time. -)
Drive by Incubus is the ultimate song to groove to! Once it gets you started, you can even shake your ass to Mary had a little lamb. Yesterday's wedding event at Rochester was great because for one, the song selection rocked. Not that I don't enjoy the typical jazzy wedding singers we normally get, but it was nice to hear mainstream pop/rock for a change. It was a chinese bride and caucasian groom who had the most splendid looking brother. Omg I could serve him drinks all day la. (All the waitresses were going gaga over him) The groom was a little well.. fat and perpetually high. By 10 we the part-timers had been reduced to wiping cutlery at the bar whilst the full timers wentoff to slack/smoke/eat/talk, so the 3 of us, away from the line of vision of anyone, gleefully wiped dinner knives and forks as we belted out and shaked our bums to sounds of Incubus, Maroon 5 and Oasis. The chef joined us too, haha... Yay, it was like being at a party withhout having to socialise!
And I have no work for the next couple of days because they're closed for the company holiday! yay! :D
Friday, January 25, 2008
Omg, it's a Saturday morning and already I have nothing to do! (at least I don't feel like doing anything) Freak! I'm actually bored when I've been pining for the weekend to come! Talk about greener pastures.
boredboredboredboredboredbored.
Nobody talk to me.... *pouts xw pout* I sad sad!
Sucks that the family's not in, I haven't had the chance to talk to my sister this week, and conversation with her is very important to me, it's a time where both of us get to fulfill our word quota. And stu0opid feifei has abandoned me for crummy Vietnam, so that leaves me no choice but to fultill my word quota here, typing to NOONE. Ah!!!I'm going crazy!!
Sometimes I wish I were someone with a special need, then I wouldn't be watched and wouldn't be given blardy expectations to fulfill.
This is a post similar to the mish mash post a couple of weeks back, I just felt like giving it a similar name. =)
27 Dresses was good! After an entire week of dull, sleep inducing admin work and late night waitressing, the weekend has just been what I've been waiting for. Here's a line from 27 Dresses I found to be really apt at describing disappointment:
'It's like finding out that my all time favourite love song is about a sandwich!'
And here's another line I'd like to quote from the super cock jackson which I feel is a pick-me-up anyday,
'At least you don't have a siamese twin who's gay!'
And the moon has never looked fuller to me! Alright blame my lousy camera which has the most ineffective night mode, that bright light is not a street light but the moon. I know this is completely random, as usual, but the moon was gorgeous on the day that it was full, it was simply heavenly! All right nevermind I know everyone would rather hear about mooncakes rather than moons.
I don't understand how anyone can stand a desk job, it's the most unhealthy, uninteresting, uninteractive and unstimulating job ever.
Last thing I'd like to say, the best way to appreciate and enjoy a weekend, is to slog like a dog during the week to fully understand why weekends were created.
Our botak boys-turned-men are out from their 2 week (prison) confinement! WEll, at least most of them, haha...
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Omg I'm becoming a workaholic like my mum! *gasp!*
I better up my 'intake' of Martha Stewert shows!
Anyways we had a fun girls night out celebrating Cons's birthday! We went to a jazzbar that didn't really play much jazz. Well, perhaps it's our fault for leaving before the musician could start performing (we all very guai one ok, follow curfew) haha.. But that place has super cheap drinks, $9 nett for 2 drinks, housepours. So anyone who's keenon becoming an alcoholic/is one, tell me. I'll give you the address.
(Black and white covers the blemishes, hehheh,,...)
I bought my first pack of cigarettes that day! Not for myself, thank goodness. Being very cigarette-idiot, I have been having trouble pronouncing the brand name 'Marlboro' because of all the mispronounciations I've heard over the years. Plus the fact that I've never ever in my life needed to articulate the name as well. I find the 'L' in Marlboro to be very deceiving, for the first time in my life I get my 'Rs' and 'Ls' very mixed up, (Like Derek). The common ah pek pronounciation would be
'Eh Mah-brow Lite'
or
'Mah-blow Men-toh'
So I thought to myself, is it Marlbrow? Marbolo? Marborow? Mahbolo? The worst combination is Marlboro Menthol Light, now try saying that five times in a row. You may end up with something like
'Marbolo Menthol Light'
or
'Marboro Menthol Right'
Sometimes the customers get a little slurry and slobber their way through the Cigarette name, resulting in me getting equally blur and confused (Thank goodness they're too stoned to notice)
And so, after much clarification and practice, I can now pronounce Marlboro with ease. =) Ok fine, I still can't.
It's pouring cats, dogs, elephants, and T-rexes. Oh why can't it be raining men, there aren't enough good ones left! ( I completely agree with the saying, the good men are either taken, or gay)
IF not for my work later, I'd go out and splash in the rain, catch pnemonia and die dramatically like in some sappy korean soap opera, but not before I meet and accidentally fall in love with my long lost twin brother who got seperated from me at birth. Don't laugh, I just read a newspaper article of a couple somewhere who went through this, I can't remember exactly which country it was but it's a pretty conservative asian one I think. Eeee, falling in love with your brother. *shivers*
Nat gave us funny, furry, obiang clip on earrings on Sunday, that's what I get stuck with for having unpierced ears. Anyways, I felt like I was wearing Chip and Dales' tails on my ears. Haha! weird poofy things, they look as if like electric currents were passed through the little fellas before their tails were chopped off. Morbid, aren't I. =)
Love you sisters, make my days seem not that jialat=D
Now I have furballs in my pencil case.
And it's still pouring like crazy! I just want to curl up and sleep, but I have such an awful stiff neck it feels as if I went through a wrestling match yesterday! so much for being happy clappy all day-y (must rhyme mah...)
I'm in such a fantabulous mood that I just have to share it! :D:D Firstly, catching Beauty World yesterday was not exactly fantastic, but great nontheless. What was nice wasn't the cheesy, shallow lyrics or the cliche plot, but just the feeling of being brought back to a time where melodramas were super melodramatic and cliched plots were as duh as ever. The singing was pretty good too, except that Channel U superstar guy who sounded like any typical cheena singer. However he did manage to pull off being an ah beng really well.
Secondly, I didn't fall down when I ice skated today! All right I did slip once and landed on my knees, but I'm glad that I managed to overcome my short term phobia. (St0opid Nat, I had to take cab leh!) And church was great today, =) so nice and un-emo. haha,... Nevermind.
Thirdly, I'm employed/semi-employed! Thanks to darling Aipoingo! Thank God! Yay!
Fourthly, work was damn slack today, and I was in such a good mood already, me breaking the cork of a wine bottle didn't set me off too much because there were not many staff around. It's much less stressful when no one's watching. But still paiseh la, I had to get the manager to open for me.
=)=)
And finally I come home early and get to talk to my 2 most favouritest girls! ( When I'm happy I create words no matter how retarded they sound) Fei fei and Nat! yay! =)
Something which I haven't been doing much lately. However, I do feel that my current job does require me to do much more thinking than many other admin jobs my friends are doing. I've heard of one who's paid $7/hour to stick labels on nametags or something along that line. Man does that sound like NS clerical work or what.
Having joined the service industry, even though it has been a mere couple of weeks, has increased my empathy level and awareness but quite a fair bit. Some people ask me why I bother 'stooping' to do such a low paying and strenuous (we walk A LOT ok) job when with a pre-A-level cert you could be sitting comfortable in an office chair sticking labels/calling aunties/licking stamps/writing cheques all for a much higher pay. For one, I think it's an industry that requires much more brain and skill than admin work, I think these people should be paid much much more. Anyways, the F&B industry is something we all encounter daily, whether it's in the kopitiam or a posh restaurant. Face it, we eat everyday and it's nice to know what some places do to your food before you get it. I've always found an inclination towards behind-the-scenes things. The process of preperation catches my attention way more than the end product. Plus, I get to learn how to open bottles of wine! However I must admit that being constantly surrounded by drinkers and smokers isn't exactly the most pleasant thing, especially when you've got a sensitive nose. And knowing that with a protective and conservative mum like mine who's bred us to have a now natural disinterest or aversion towards alcohol, this would be a good opportunity to learn about the different poisons people put into their bodies. Gin, rum, vodka, whisky.. the list goes on and on and now, I finally know the difference between them! Well, not taste wise, but the technical side of alcohol at least.
Oh well then, I'm sleepy and we're having the nice-to-sleep weather now. =)
Friday, January 04, 2008
I opened a bottle of wine successfully! After one failed attempt though. I really don't feel like blogging about anything essentially interesting or thoughtful at the moment, my days whizz past so fast. Working life really isn't all that great, at least I'm not stuck with a desk job for now, I'd probably pon work like how Chio said she would. It still amazes me sometimes how susceptible we all are to our environment and how we change/conform/tweak to match what goes on in order to survive. Some call it learning, some call it losing your individuality. I call it survival depending if it's a conscious effort made to conform to what's best, and most importantly to know that you are conforming. I don't know, just blabbering crap.
I've always wanted to do something extreme in my life, especially when I hit 18. So, after a 6 month lag, I finally went on the reverse bungee with Oily and Chio! Video taken by our very own top pouter Fairy Woo Xiang Wei (explaining the lousy skill, haha)The video's not of the best quality, so here's a photo of the pre launch. Oily was grabbing our hands so tight (pimp) Our hands were numb after that. Ok to be honest, I was grabbing equally hard. Haha...