it's been a while

since i blogged. like real.

weather's been terribly warm, it feels like 43 deg.

singnet connection is cranky recently. just like my mood at work, especially when it comes to the office pc.

been whining bitching about the pc to anyone who is forced to willing to listen at work since 23 may. and i will continue whining until the problem is solved. it's not solved until the one responsible does something instead of knowing about it and ignoring it. as usual.

to them, thank you for tolerating my endless whining.

to the marketing people from the brands that i work with, sorry that your famous brands looked thrashed on my pc.

gotta sleep. bye for now.

firefox rox, but still....

i was trying to make payment for my final theory test and failed. subsequently i realised that it was because i was using my default browser FF which is not able to support that website's payment protocol. it can only support IE.

tsk, it is most annoying that there are still web portals, especially those of non-private organisations, that do not support FF.

don't they know that FF is so much less prone to virus attacks and makes web surfing safer online? zzzzzzzzz, maybe there is something about IE and web payment technological jitters that i have no idea about. or maybe it's time to send the web support teams behind these organisations for training already. respond to the government's call for retraining already.....c'mon.

hence picture of the day:

unlucky 7, so as to speak

I didnt watch the match last night cos I forgot about it was distracted by something else. and when my bestie informed me over msn after the match that man united drew, i was too sleepy to go into soccernet to take a look at the report .

So when I went to take a look just now, I was totally flabbergasted. 7 bookings!!!!! stupid referee, you might as well book the whole squad to make it complete. and after reading the report suggesting the referee's double standards in booking players makes me even more irate. maybe man united players deserve the bookings, but when huddlestone was not booked for the same offence that got rooney booked, it is definitely unfair.

referee kayu.

196 scheduler can go and die

aiya, for those who i've been talking to recently will know that i always get irritated early in the morning by 196. SBS, whom increased its bus fares once again not so long ago, doesnt seem to be able to raise their service standards with the increase in bus fares. oh dear, my oh my, maybe it's just me one poor bloody sucker who has no bloody choice but to take the bloody 196 as bloody 196 is the only bus that goes from my house to my workplace A FEW BUS STOPS AWAY. i figure those who take 198 shouldnt complain because the frequency in comparison to 196 is so often; waiting for 196 at the bus stop while witnessing service no. 198's frequent arrivals only make me look on ruefully at the people boarding the bus.

these people usually wait at most 5-8mins for 198, while i counted the 198s that go by in my minimum, MINIMUM 25 minutes waiting time for 196; while i always start to wait at the bus stop with wet hair and will board 196 with 3/4 dry hair by then.

so let me be a bit diplomatic here: it is not necessarily the fault of SBS; it's whoever arrange the schedule of 196 ---- you can go and die lah seriously. if where i work is picky on punctuality, you would have made me lose my job already. honestly!!! 25min waiting time during peak hours? any semi-retards will know that it is unreasonable.

and dont tell me poor traffic conditions, the bus stop i wait at everyday is only a few bus stops after the interchange lor.

i am born with low blood pressure, but i think whilst i continue to wait for 196 every morning (if so damn bloody sway miss one bus), my blood pressure will be back to normal with the aid of rising tempers at the bus stop.

let me see, i have written to SBS via feedback at the website and called up to complain (of course not shouting at the poor operator, i'm not one of those unreasonable bitches and dogs who starts to scream at whoever pick up the phone). no wonder there is always a demand for call centre personnel everywhere, now that i realise; to screen complaints, as consumers now know their rights and know how to voice their opinions; as management committee now know that they can dodge the heat with their front line staff.

so now other than sounding like a petty bitch over the straits times forum, i can only super lan lan be at the bus stop at that particular time; cannot miss the bus, miss is hong kan kingdom i come.

pathetic.

pek chek

just so damn bloody pek chek by myself the whole day. that's y i have this urge to declare my pek chek-ism at this time of the day when i am supposed to be working.

sibeh pek chek ah!! can i not do something that requires me to plough through hundreds of microsoft excel cells worth of people's contact details? this is the kind of work that i have a phobia for because

1) details always escape me
2) my concentration wanders at 3 seconds' look of information bearing categories in the form of "name, address, designation, email addresses, etc"

bey song. very bey song.

i finished my assignments!!!!!!!

no big deal actually, after all it's not like I never do assignments before. but the holidays and a whole chunk of days without lessons only to have to do make-up lessons much later concurrently with scheduled lessons was costly. very costly i must say, cos the amount of time to prepare assignments decreased by a whole chunk in proportion.

i mean, which idiot will be so siao-on to start on their assignments during the lesson-free weeks? when one attended only one or two lessons followed by a lapse, it can't be helped that the false sense of security evoked the still got a lot of time mentality lor.

then when reality sets in, it was less than 2 weeks before the deadlines. like that not been-cheh-cheh also difficult.

so when assignments were fully submitted to the hands of destiny, it was the biggest sense of relief felt as compared to the previous semesters. WHEW!!!!! as compared to whew!

so i shall once again make myself promise that i will not procrastinate on the grad project after the exams.

oh, did i mention exams? they are like 3 weeks away.

tmd, just when i was rejoicing at completing the assignments, my sky come down again.

..........

三月裡的小雨 淅瀝瀝瀝瀝瀝 淅瀝瀝瀝下個不停 。。。

wah the weather nowadays, really a bit mad.
it's hot in the morning, and it is cold in the evening.

and not just ordinary hot, it's freaking hot.

come afternoon rain. then become somewhat cold.

like that don't want to fall sick also difficult, but i manage to escape so far. and i can definitely conclude that the pain on the right side of the throat that made my right ear ache as well was definitely a god-damned bloody ulcer that has healed.

and i think i knew how it came about.

by the tongue cleaner. not the old old metal type, it's the plastic type. don't ask me how i manage to cut my throat with that. queer incidents happen to me pretty often, and this is just one of it.

but like what i always say, queer people are brilliant people. so.......=D

yah i very the long time no update blog le.
cos there are many things that have cropped up and many issues to settle. u know how it is when u feel u have too little time and all of these to settle....yah?

actually is i lazy to update.

what i did during cny: having stomach flu. this cny must be one of the cnys that i hardly eat the goodies. and it's all the stomach flu's fault. to the extent i had to objectify the damn virus as a person and imagine myself fighting him/her. of cos the good won in the end, aka me, just like in fairy tales. but what is not so fairy tale was there were sacrifices such as having to watch what i eat and the energy wasted in enduring the pain.

suan le, since it has passed, i try not to relive it anymore.

*shakes head*

the human mind cannot be left un-entertained for so long de i tell you. u start having weird dreams such as expanding contact lens to the texture of mee hoon kuey and ur family doctor selling friendly vcds in his clinic.

yah talking about that vcd dream last nite. i have told lk peeps about this dream. but in secret, there are some details that i have not revealed and i figure i would just do it here:

i dreamt tt ros was the cashier during the sale of the vcds. but in the dream dunno why so low-tech, she was using a damn calculator that suspiciously looked like the one i'm using in my office instead of a till. holding the cash and tapping on the calculator. must be the black jack session when she was banker tt triggered this.

most importantly, dun miss the bigger picture. it implied that she was the accomplice in selling friendly vcds with my family doctor in the dream. horrrrrrrrrrr.......

she is so going to kill me when she sees this. whistle.

nb i see my office eh front door, niam ji eh sibeh orbit-looking big red cny sticker. then the picture of the god on it looks kind of fierce, to the extent it sometimes makes me jump whenever i first cast my eyes on the door. if the picture of the god is more kindly, i just might like it.

seriously not that i dun like cny decorations, but just like almost every single thing, once it gets ott, it is just kind of distasteful. and too ang gong gong i no like.

ang gong gong eh panty i like though. hee. i've heard it can bring luck or at least let the person wearing it on the 1st day of cny to have a smooth-sailing year ahead.

then again how to have cny mood when i still having xmas mood and still playing classical xmas songs on my hi-fi set uh?