Keeping the dream alive.

Woohwee.
i'm at work now.
my adoptee ain't here tho.
so i quite very happily shifted my files and stuff into the office area to type.
since the air here is much fresher and the view here is so much better too..
anywhere without Popeye is good.
:))
ah wells..
and i get to msn more in the office too.
lesser human traffic la.
:))

ah wells..
nyeh.
actually..
one can really learn quite abit from typing chemical datas.
or rather compiling stuff.
like.
i know that i can die if it drink ethanol.
ah.
that's what the supplier's MSDS said.
and i just saw this..
polyethylene amines are suspected mutagens.
wooo..
who wants to be part of the X-Men?
:))

anyways..
that's not the point of my mid-day blog entry

i responded to liwei's blog thingo..
that went something like this..

Leave a comment (not tag!) with your name, and

1. I will write something random about you.
2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you (but most likely a movie, cos i'm not a DJ like Dong).(cuz i don't know Dong la...)
3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me, hopefully.
5. I will tell you my first memory of you, if i can remember.
6. I will try to guess your favourite colour.
7. I will attempt to state one of your personality traits.
I'll then ask you something that I've always wondered about you, if i actually did la.

so...yeah...i'm opening this thingo to my blog readers too!
:)))

and this for me!

1. blue coloured floppy disks.
2. somewhere over the rainbow
3. tomyam
4. karencheng style of blogging
5. making Encounter posters
6. black
7. you'll bite back real bad if someone bites you.
8. how come you seem to have known me for a long time even tho' we only met online last year?

everything makes sense except the tomyam jello! O_O
goshh.
and i'll only bite back real hard when you deserved to be bitten in the first place.
it's like you deserved to be attacked by a tiger if you happily dangle a bloody piece of meat in front and refuse to let him get to it.

yeahhh
back to workkk
:))))

i realised that i've been blogging long entries ever since work started.
ah wells.

anyway..
after having several weird conversations with my 26yr old.
i realized that..
he's good.
haha.
i think i treat him as this brother figure..
because yeah..
i think he's good.
he's just so in-your-face.
doesn't exactly sugarcoat his words, and he says stuff even though you don't really want to hear.
like how he commented to me in a loud stage whisper that the entire lab could hear about how he thinks that Popeye, aka the horrible lab girl, forgot to take her medicine today, hence the black face.
ah hahaha.
and the following comment was made like 5mins after the medication thing..
'Ling ling ar..don't follow everything she teaches you...correct stuff can learn..wrong things better don't follow..'
pwah.
it was a direct hit man.
pwah.
i was so happy to be there to witness it.

anyway..
about my china guy..
he has this cheena slang.
:(
anyways..that's not the point..
but HE SHAVED!
like FINALLY!
it's GONE!
YAY!
oh..
and i found out what his name is..
it's Jian Ping.
or something like that.
and i didn't even have to open my golden mouth to ask..
the blabbermouth at my lab just told me.
heh.
nyeh.
and he was actually smiling and laughing today.
heh..not too bad.
:))

oh..
and i'm given a ton of computerwork.
:(
gah.
ah wells..
and i really don't like popeye.
she made like SO many mistakes in her records and stuff..
and i happened to chance upon them cuz i had to use it for my paperwork.
bleargh.
lousy labber.

grah.
was on the phone with ethel soh.
trying to convince her to go for sonicfest.
and apparently..
i've gotten the name of belly's bf wrong.
it's Moses.
not Adam.
O_O
heh.
we were laughing like crazy over the phone.
gah.
i thought it was Adam because..i remembered that he had some Bible character name.
and since Adam was the first guy God created..heh.
:D
eh...just as well i didn't suggest Abraham.
:))

ladeeda.
one more day before i've worked for a month.
whoopee.
oh..
and..
it's not Ling2 Ling2...it's Ling3 Ling2
yeah..the chinese hanyu pinyin thingy
yep.

woo.
oh.
i just realised.
i think i just adopted the 26yr old.
like.
he's this big brother figure.
so.
i adopt him.
as a brother.
of some sorts..
:))

nights world.
oh.
the bloody flirt is coming back to work tomorrow.
just when i had 2 days of peace and quietness.
sigh.
can't say that i was sorry that he had food poisoning.
:))
erk..
kinda mean.
but still..

i think china guy's trying to freak me out.
i don't think he's ever going to shave.
it's a very pre-mature goatee which i sneak peeks at on board the bus every morning..
it's like a daily routine.
heh.
nyeh..but i've got no faith in the pre-mature goatee that he's trying to grow.
me thinks he'll either shave it off because it's too ugly..
or..
he'll shave it off because it stopped growing.
heh.
yc suggested that i pluck the damm thing off him since it's affecting me that much
(i messaged yc thrice because of the goatee..)

ooo.
Auditors came today.
from the parent company.
funny looking people..
staring at the weirdest of things..
like my computer screen.
heh.
one of them actually reminds me of Prof J.
wooo.
:))
the mad professor look, i call it..
:))

"prof kang said that the cylinder might kill you..."
weird thoughts that ran through my head again today..

2 people on the path to collision.
I tried to sidestep you and walk to the right.
You tried to sidestep me and walk to the left.
the thing was..
I was walking to my right, and you were walking towards your left.
still on the path of collision.
i moved left, you swerved right.
oops. wrong again.
we finally connected and got our steps correct.
and we did all this in less than a minute.
amazing is this 'sidestep dance' which we perform with total strangers.

anyways..i digress.
my 26year old married guy with a kid, who has a malaysian accent and sounds beng-ish but yet has a OOOO bod,
asked me for my name today.
heh.
we were doing the usual small talk session down at the booth at my lab.
heh.
and i told him that my name's "insert chinese name"
and that's what i tell most of the people over there..
cuz they're mostly cheena-speaking chinese and it's on my CV la.
but there's this nice old malay man who calls me Jamie.
cuz it's apparently easier for him to remember Jamie instead of 'insert chinese name'.
and i don't want to be known as 'xiao mei' for my entire stint there.
ah wells..
then...
that dodo hunk of a 26yr of father with a hot bod..
decided to call me 'Ling Ling'
i was like.. O_O
NOOOOOOOooo
and he was like...very nice mar!
and he called me that again!
Gosh.
O_O
like what i told gloree..it's like someone calling her 'En En'
O_O
anyway..he was like..don't call you 'Ling Ling' call you wad?
and i was like...erm.. "insert chinese name?"
and he's like...ok lor..Ling ling..
he had to irritate me..
ah wells.
it was fine.
he has a hot bod.
haha.
we click.
so i was fine.
and then he had to call me that again when i walked past him in the factory.
gosh!
i had to turn my head around to make sure that no one else heard that..
imagine my reputation!
GOSH.
ah wells..
for once i was thankful for the noisy boom-ing noises that the machines make.
:))
just too bad that i've lost interest in him..
because of the simple fact that he's married, with a kid, and speaks beng-ishly with a malaysian accent.
ah...but his bod's hot.
and jem thinks i'm bias.
-bleargh-

oh.
the weird girl, the one in my lab, has this 'husband' at work..
he's a factory worker..from china..quite polite and stuff.
ah.
the thing is.
he has a wife in china..and she has like ROM-ed with someone else.
and they call each other 'lao gong' and 'lao por'
gosh.
disgustingly gross..
oh..and she has this other guy from the factory calling her 'dear, my darling'
-shudders-
anyway.
i digress..
the point of this incident was that..
her 'husband' knows my name!
when i barely spoke a word to him!
i bet my china guy doesn't even know MY name.
cuz i don't know his either.
but i managed to figure out that his surname is HUANG.
cuz that's what he writes on the forms that he passes over to me.
rights.
so..i'm 2/3 away from uncovering his name.
which is really hard..
cuz the uniform he's wearing..altho has a name stitched on..
even after i tried to squint and decipher it and act as if i'm not staring at him..
i can confirm that the first word ain't HUANG.
GOSH.
how will i ever know his name?
must i really ask someone?
so malu..
:(
anyway..back to the 'husband' case..
he came in today and asked for some tin plates and stuff.
so i went to grab them for him.
and he was like..
'ni de ming zhi jiao shi ma?'
and yours truly had this look on her face.
O____O
and she replied..after a nanosecond pause "errmm...yar"
and he was like "xie xie ni"
and i was like..."errrr...ok?"
gosh.
how could he have known my name!
-dies-
i think the entire factory knows my name by now.
even tho i don't exactly come into contact with all of them.
only the nice friendly ones and those with good bods and a beng-ish malaysian accent.
O__O
darn.
i should have told the 26yr old guy that he could call me 'lingling' IF i can call him 'MENG MENG' instead of his current 'Ah Meng'
heh.
gah.
i would never have made that comment.
i would rather just chop my hair off than to do that.
eeee.

see.
and all this happened in a day!
amazing stuff i go thru.
after a while..
i feel as if i'm working in this channel 8 drama production.
cuz all the weird stuff can only happen on tee-vee land.
gosh.

2 more days before 5 months left.
3 more days to payday.
oolala..
a few more hours to the next instalment of 'The Goatee' and 'Mengmeng'
ha.
i'm damm amused by myself.
-beams-

knackered.
Jamie out.

my guy's still growing his goatee.
:(
he looks really really weird..
first the tail, now the goatee..what next? a unibrow?
gosh.

i saw this primary school kid on the train today.
i reckon he's primary 5 or 6..
judging from the blue colour english book...
the one that's supposed to help with grammer and stuff..
anyway..it was raining
and he just managed to squeeze in the train..
next, he tried stuff his piece of homework and the book into his already bursting bag.
u know..the squarish kind that is like the usual bags primary school kids carry?
yeah.
it was really cute la..
and i was on standby to catch the boy if he wobbles and falls.
ah..
apparently the uncle nearby was also fascinated by the boy's 'stuffing-paper-into-bag' actions..
cuz he managed to grab the boy when he lost his balance.
my hand just shot out to grab nothingness.
:(
ah wells..
the kid was cute.
neh.
but seriously.
i've never ever took public transport to school..until jc.
never ever.
i only started taking public transport HOME when i was in primary 6.
i've led a pretty sheltered life.
all i had to do was to go to the payphone and dial my mum/dad's number..
and wait.
then the carriage will poof! and pick me home.
amazing life i had as a kid.
i never had to think about being late for school because of malfunctioning of the piblic transport system.
and that was how..but the grand age of 15..i could still get lost in the underpasses of town.
amazing girl i am.
:))

went visiting up there this evening..
met shirlynn to get the camera.
did i ever mentioned that she's staying in the block of flats which i once stayed at?
i spent my entire primary school and half of my secondary school life there..
i could still imagine running down the slopes and stuff..
doing the insanely insane stuff that only primary kids could do.
i even saw a couple of uncles and aunties that i once said 'good morning' to, every morning in the life..
and i saw this guy...which was really weird..cuz i knew him since he was wearing his secondary school uniform..
and now...he's like dressed in working attire and stuff.
amazing trip down memory lane.

guess today's meant to be a trip back into the past crevices of my life.
:)

oh...i realised that the stuff that you might think is harmless really ain't all that harmless.
i thought that the solvent i used to clean my lab equipment and stuff couldn't hurt me shit.
it's xylene by the way..
yeah.
my fingers are fine even after coming into contact with it.
altho sometimes my gloves melt after prolonged contact with it.
ah..
u see.
i was trying to wet this piece of paper with solvent to clean some stuff.
and this bloody stray drop of solvent flew up..and it managed to dodge my googles and my specs and hit me straight in my eye.
gosh.
it was burning i tell you..
gah.
took me a while to wash the eye.
it's all fine now tho.
but i've got a fear of the oh-so-mightly-innocent-looking-container-of-xylene..

and.
of all times to remember the wise sayings of a professor..
i had to have it when i was walking through production..with all the menacing machines towering above me.
anyway..
prof kang once told us that when you see a gas cylinder which is not fastened properly,
walk as far as possible.
cuz if it topples over, it might spring a leak
and you might die if the cylinder whacks you on the head.
so..
as jamie was walking past this cylinder today,
it was making funny noises, because they were pumping stuff out of it.
and i decided to walk on the other side of the road..
but!
the worker was loading some chemical powder stuff into the machines..
and the worker was covered head to toe..and i wasn't..
so..i made a detour.
i walked thru points A->C->D->B when i could have walked the path A->B
amazing girl i am.
and that's what was running thru my head today when i enter the factory.
'prof kang says might die..'
i must have walked miles today.
heh.

and i really hope the china guy remembers to shave tomorrow.

I've been trying to figure out how in the world can my friendship with Brandon withstand the currents of time!
like.
WE'RE SO TOTALLY DIFFERENT!
he's sporty, i'm nua-y.
he's sarcastic, i'm nice.
he has a caustic sense of humour, i've got a great sense of humour.
he doesn't talk much, i can't stop talking.
his chinese is better than his english, while i'm vice versa.
he wants to start his own business, i want to be a taitai.
he likes this weird weird chinese sparkling water, which my mum swears to cure sore throats, and i rather have perrier.
I believe in Jesus, he believes in...no one in particular..

we're as different as peaches and apples.
and yet we managed to stick together for so long..
guess it's considered a miracle no?
heh.

wasserfrau: You're going to Deutschland?
daphne: Who did you confirm the spelling from? and YOU HAD TO CONFIRM? YOU DIDN'T TRUST ME? I'M HURT MAN! gosh! and daphne dear..it's B-R-A-N-D-O-N not B-R-E-N-D-A-N!
DAPHNE! u can't spell his name anyway you want k? :)) it's Brandon with an 'A' and an 'O'...not the one with an 'E' and an 'A'.. :D

Today's an amazing day!
i've got no idea why tho..
maybe it's because the NTU guys are starting school today!
SO EXCITING!
but the best friend seemed to be quite sien leh..
neh..
might be the lack of friends in accountancy.
-shrugs-

jun and xuexin appears to be fine in their room tho.
and i had this convo with brandon..
and i don't think i'm cut out for hall living..
erm..yar.
with the toilet-sharing and what-nots..
EEEEee

btw, my china guy has decided is trying to grow a goatee!
or rather..
that's what i think la..
serene thinks that he just didn't managed to shave this morning..
gross.
and he's sitting right next to me again.
hah!
i wonder since when that has been a high point of my day.
gosh.
especially when even shangjun looks better than him.
heh.
oops.
:))

anyway..
was at east coast yesterday..
and while looking at the sea..
i was thinking..
you don't really have to visit the beaches in NZ or OZ or anywhere else in the world.
because although our east coast park ain't the perfect beach..
it's sufficient for me to see and appreciate the works of my Maker.
Amazing stuff.
and i wasn't even there at sunrise or sunset..
Go figure.

and then i also realised that..
I don't want to be a child forever.
because as a child, you don't grow up.
sometimes, you don't even learn from your mistakes.
but..
I want to grow up.
I want to learn from MY mistakes.
I want to do things.
I just don't want to be jaded.
so..
I want to see the world through the eyes of a child, and yet be responsible enough for my actions.
I want to accept the world for what it is, and yet have enough faith inside me to want to change it.
I want to not be a child of the world and to grow jaded in it..
Instead, I want to be a child of my Creator, and to grow in His love and His Word.
this is what I want.

I could not say I believe. I know! I have had the experience of being gripped by something that is stronger than myself, something that people call God.
-Carl Jung

Before i start on the relatively serious topic..
let me say that i'm very very amused.
apparently, our princess sent me an invite to her birthday bash.
a personalized invite, mind you.
addressed to Jun.
-dies-
it starts with..
'Dear Jun....'

it was amusing.
seriously.
then after throwing a fuss.
she sent me a supposedly new invite.
which was still addressed to Jun.

only at the 3rd try, she finally got my name correct.
and it was then that she realised that she had sent 'personalised' invites to others which were addressed to Jun.

amazing girl, this princess is.

rights..
and now i'm having a convo with my dear darling brandon.
about the spelling of his name..which was started by my darling daphne..
heh.
she insisted that it's spelt 'B-R-E-N-D-O-N'
while i insisted that it's spelt 'B-R-A-N-D-O-N'
so..not surprisingly,
i got a 'blahblahblahblahblah' from brandon when i re-verified with him.
and obviously i was correct.
i've been writing notes and postcards to him since the start of time.
ha.
or rather since the time he was my best friend, and vice versa.
and so exciting!
he's going to be at ntu's hall!
and his roomie is his sec school friend.
and since he's from an all guys' school..i presume that it's safe to assume that the roomie's a guy.
:))
and the convo went somewhat like this:
J: eh..so is your roomie shuai?
B: ermmm...i don't think so la..but he's Smmoothhh..
J: eh..smooth no good. it means he's a potential flirt.
B: no comments.

seee..i knew it!
guys who are smooth are potential flirts.
humbug.
and a bitching session with darling brandon is in order..
i miss him man..for all the bitching sessions that we have.

rights..
so...back from my digression..
i just had this msn convo with jem.
it was basically about surrendering to God.
and..
3 years back..
if anyone were to ask me to surrender my handphone to God..
it would prolly take a considerable effort on my part to really hand it over to Him..
albeit not whole-heartedly..
but if God tells me that He wants my handphone today..
i would give it to Him without asking any questions.

i guess the same goes for my laptop.
ask me a month ago..
and i would have thought that you're nuts.
ask me today.
and i would hand it over quite willingly too.
because i've grown somewhat quite detached from it ever since work started.

but..ask of me any other stuff besides material goods..
and i would prolly have to get back to you.
you see.
people tend to surrender stuff to Him when they're ok with it.
it's conditional.
Jem asked if i would surrender my desires to Him even tho there's a non-Christian hunk in front of me..
my answer was..is the hunk an ah beng with a malaysian accent? and who's married?
it's really hard to tell.
i know that we shouldn't be in a relationship with a non-Christian..
cuz that's what the Bible says.
but.
when you're caught in the particular situation,
answers usually don't come that easily..
i've seen many instances where logic is thrown aside because of Man's desires.
and i really want to surrender my all.
but it's hard.
i'm still coping with material possessions..
but i will work my way up to more personal stuff.
but it's going to get hard.
sigh.
very hard.

Help me want to surrender my everything to You.

Imagine me and you, i do
I think about you day and night, it's only right
To think about the girl you love and hold her tight
So Happy Together

If I should call you up, invest a dime
And you say you belong to me and ease my mind
Imagine how the world could be, so very fine
So happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When your with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Me and you, and you and me
No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be
The only one for me is you, and you for me
So happy together

If i should call you up(call you up), invest a dime
And you say you belong to me(ease my mind), and ease my mind
Imagine how the would could be(very fine), so very fine
So Happy together

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When your with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When your with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Call you up...
Ease my mind...
Ease my mind!

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When your with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

I can't see me lovin' nobody but you
For all my life
When your with me, baby the skies'll be blue
For all my life

Ba-da-ba-ba Ba-da-ba-ba Ba-da-ba-ba Ba-ba-da-ba-ba
So happy together
(Ba-da-ba-ba Ba-ba-da-ba-ba)
So happy together
(Ba-da-ba-ba Ba-ba-da-ba-ba)
So how is the weather?
(ba-da-ba-ba Ba-ba-da-ba-ba)
So Happy Together
(ba-da-ba-ba ba-ba-da-ba-ba)

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I say to myself
What wonderful world

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
Bright sunny days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow are so pretty in the skies
Are also on the faces of people walking by
I see friends shaking hands saying
How do you do?
They're really saying
I love you

I see babies cry, I watch them grow
They'll learn much more than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world

And I say to myself
What a wonderful world

You're the kind of friend
Who always bends when I'm broken,
Like remember when...
You took my heart and put it back together again.
I've been wasting time with clueless guys but now it's over.
Let me tell you why...I'm through...I've got someone new who's just like you!

You're it, You're the Ultimate,
It's automatic I'm sure of it.
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy.
Cuz I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you,
But you're it..You're the Ultimate you.

You're the kind of guy whos hand's in mine..
Sends shivers, up and down my spine.
I want to do to you, what you do to me
You're the kind of guy that blows my mind..
But now it's my turn, You've been right in front of me.
Everything i need, why didn't i see?

You're it, You're the Ultimate,
It's automatic I'm sure of it.
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy.
Cuz I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you,
But you're it..You're the Ultimate you.

You're it, You're the Ultimate,
It's automatic I'm sure of it.
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy.
You're it, You're the Ultimate,
It's automatic I'm sure of it.
No lie, So don't even try
To tell me that you're not the guy.
Cuz I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you,
But you're it..You're the Ultimate you.

You're it...you're the Ultimate YOU!

i'm guilty of not catching up with my blog readings.
yeah.
the pressures of work..
and now that i know of the tool called web msn.
ah wells.
blog surfing just doesn't seem to be a high priority in retrospect.
so.
i was reading my dear dear stalker's blog.
and retracing the previous few entries when i saw this..
a convo we had like a week ago..

jamie: there are no cute guys at my work place! like the cutest guy is some china guy. and he's not even that shuai! even joel is shuaier than him!
glori: hahahaha but joel is quite shuai what!
jamie: oh ya...hmm. let's see...even shangjun is shuaier than him! THAT'S how bad it is!
glori: lol -dies.

please don't kill me shangjun.
:)

i'm so amused.

and this shall be my mantra for the entire internship period.

Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
-Carl Jung

I've decided to walk away.
not to run away.
but to walk away.
and to practice the art of bo-chup-ness

i got into such a scary state because of THE FLIRT and the overzealous bus driver.
and i'm now determined to ignore them both.
plug on the earphones once i board the bus.
shut my ears once the flirt says talking and calling me 'mei ling..'
ah wells.
his mistake.
one that i'm not inclined to correct.

was a photographer again today.
went around the factory with my trigger happy finger.
but.
altho the camera was not too bad.
the pictures are quite low quality.
ah wells.
canon powershot a75.
blearh.

and because of today's photoshoot..
my status with the china workers in the factory have been raised a notch higher.
since they want to see pictures of themselves..we did a group photo thingy you see..
yeah.

and i'm over the 26yr old guy with the hunky body.
i think that started when he opened his mouth to speak.
:(

i think how a person carries himself/herself is very important.
not only on because of the first impression he/she makes on another.
but also the second, third, fourth and fifth impression.
sigh.
he has this malaysian accent la.
plus he talks like an ah beng.
so.
sigh.
everything came crashing down.
luckily my castle wasn't really built THAT high yet.

oh!
my 22yr old guy didn't managed to sit next to me today.
because this woman came and sit next too me.
heh.
i think it's becoming his habit to like sit next to me everyday to work.
cuz he looked quite lost for a moment when he realised that his usual seat was taken.
darn cute.
:)

and another milestone for my china guy.
he spoke to me today!
ha!
like i've finally managed to hear his voice.
ah shucks.
nothing special about the voice tho.
but it's comforting to know that he has a voice.
:))
and he's so polite too..
with the 'ma fan ni' and the 'xie xie'
wooo.
i like.
and because i like.
i helped him calculate his stuff in extra quick time.
:))
and he was still there waiting for me to finish my calculations!
amazing.
cuz he'll usually leave his stuff and paper there and walk away.
and i'll have to calculate and carry the paper back to the factory and leave it on the tray for him to collect later.
but he has this irritating tail sticking out from the back of his head tho.
i feel like snipping it off.
but he'll do for the next 5 more months.
golly gosh.
can time fly please?

might post photos up of the factory soon.
with the photos of my 22yr old china guy and the 26 yr old married DAD.

What goes around, comes around.
Which is also called the 3rd Law of Motion: For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction.

Heard from the other girls in the lab..
that the screechy woman, at the section of the lab which i'm currently posted at,
is a horrible person.
she's rude.
and when she made mistakes, she didn't even apologized.
like this incident, long before i entered the company,
she made a calculation error,
and that error caused the WHOLE production department to fill the wrong amount of stuff into their containers..
and we aren't talking about 1 or 2 containers here.
it's 300 containers!
and the poor workers have to work OT to uncap all the containers and pour them back and refill them again.
and she didn't even apologize or offer to help them.
gosh.
horrible horrible person.

and she told this other lab girl that she's 'snatching her rice bowl' when she was here for attachment.
gosh.
luckily the girl decided to work back at this company after her attachment.
heh.
nani nani poo poo i say.
:))
ah..but yours truly is untouchable.
at least i don't think she'll be able to touch me or scream at me or throw unreasonable demands at me.
cuz i told the queen bee that i was given the attachment by the general manager of the company.
which is true.
just that we haven't really met and stuff.
:))
so..i placed all my cards on the table.
we'll see what move she takes.
although her attitude towards me changed significantly after i mentioned the GM's name.
amazing how people will suck up to the high and mighty.

although she gave me a black face after lunch.
just because i was msn-ing joel and was late to return for 2 minutes.
gosh.
i mean..grow up man.
and i caught her flirting with this other guy.
so gross.
she's ROM-ed, he's married with 3 kids.
and they're openly flirting..in the worse possible manner.
it's not even called flirting subtly.
so digusting.
ah.
and now 'THE FLIRT' knows my name.
i hope he'll just stop calling me 'XIAO MEI'
i hate these 2 words man.
it's giving me alot of grief.
especially hearing it screech out at you.
-dies-

oh.
i've blacklisted another guy.
His name is Chen Lei Lei or something.
they call him Tan Li Li.
damm sissified name for a guy.
i went to help checked his sample.
cuz the queen bee was ignoring him.
then.
after i told him the results.
he told me to get her over to see.
dammit man.
if you don't trust me.
don't expect me to help you.
bah.
humbug.

Blacklisted guys
1. The Flirt
2. Tan Li Li

oh..i just realised that the 22 yr old china guy has been sitting next to me on the way to work for the past 1 week
:)))
heh.
ah wells
-shrugs-
the major bombshell of the day is that the hunk with the hot bod is 26 years old.
and he's married.
with a kid.
-dies-
WHYYYYYY.
The Lord giveth, and the Lord taketh away. :)
ah wells.
i'll drool from afar.
:)

We cannot change anything unless we accept it. Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses.
-Carl Jung

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show the you I've come to know.
If a face could launch a thousand ships,
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,
You're all that's left me too.
And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.

If a man could be two places at one time,
I'd be with you.
Tomorrow and today, beside you all the way.
If the world should stop revolving spinning slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,
Then one by one the stars would all go out,
Then you and I would simply fly away

/heard this song in a much jazzy version on the radio.
it's really very good.
and i got hooked on this song at the part "..if a face can launch a thousand ships, then where am i to go.."
it reminded me of a person.. Helen of Troy.

Did i mentioned that now besides the quite good-looking china guy, there's this other guy?
He's older i guess..
late 20s early 30s?
but he has a WOAH! bod.
HOT! man.
cuz he's like doing heavy machinery work everyday la.
so.
yar. wells.
-shrugs-

You know what...
After msn-ing with daniel..
or rather after having the mini-msn-debate thingy with daniel.

I really don't envy God's job.
It's not a cushy job.
No pay perks.
Always doing OT.
WITHOUT any OT pay.
Recieving complains every single minute.
And not quite recieving enough compliments.
Answering the weirdest questions ever.
From people who can never ever make up their minds.
People who proclaim that they love You.
And in the next instant,
They decide that they're better off without You.
And people who think that they want this and that and this and that,
And when You give it to them and it doesn't work out the way they expected it to be.
Who gets the blame?
You!
When we complain about life not being fair on us.
I now think that if our lives ain't fair,
Yours ain't either.
Cuz You've got the worse end of this deal.
And I love You for sticking with Your job.
No matter how hard it is.
No matter how unlovable the people are.
And I love You because You are MY God.
and obviously I know that You love me too.
:)

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

Oh you and me girl
Got a lot of love in store
And it flows through you
And it flows through me
And I love you so much more
Than my life...I can see beyond forever
Ev'rything we are will never die
Loving's such a beautiful thing
Oh you make my world..a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

You and me girl got a highway to the sky
We can turn away from the night and day
And the tears you had to cry
You're my life...
I can see a new tomorrow
Ev'rything we are will never die
Loving's such a beautiful thing
When you are to me, the light above
Made for all to see our precious love

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

Love is such a beautiful thing
You make my world a summer day
Are you just a dream to fade away

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as wide as a river and harder to cross

Nobody gets too much heaven no more
It's much harder to come by
I'm waiting in line
Nobody gets too much love anymore
It's as high as a mountain
And harder to climb

duh-est statement of the day:
Airless spray is don't have air one.

i was like..
/mutters under breath DOH.
gosh.

i've got ringing and buzzing noises going around my head.
or rather in my right ear.
this lab girl that i'm stuck with for 2 weeks is driving me crazy.
she really makes me miss my past 2 weeks in the other lab so much more.
her voice is high and slightly screechy.
and tho i may have master the art of selective listening,
this is not how the way it's done.
especially if she purposely raises her bloody voice so that i can hear better.
it's so horrible.
and she's shoving chunks of useless info at me.
shovel by shovel.
gosh.
like why would i need to know by heart which paint needs to do colour matching?
esp. when the words 'COLOUR MATCHING' are written on the top of each card?
pure waste of my time i tell you.
and she calls the older guys, 'OLD MEN' in their face.
fine..they're middle aged blokes..
but it's just pure rudeness la.
i mean..you especially don't tell me this: ' Xiao mei, ni qu gei na ge lao tou zi blah blah blah (fill in chemical name)'
freak la.
i'm not a xiao mei la.
wah lau.
and you don't call an elder 'LAO TOU ZI'
can't stand it.
and i've got to tahan 9 more days.
saturdays and sundays not included.

anyway.
went walking with my dad to the petrol station located near my back gate.
mum wants bread for breakfast tomorrow.
so we buy bread.
what mum wants, we get.
:))
and it was a good walk.
the weather was rawking..
i swear i went back in time to NZ and OZ.
walking to the petrol marts in the cold.
esp. during the NZ days.
mannn.
that rawked.
esp. buying ice creams and being able to eat them without worrying about 'em melting.
:))
the wind just now was just right.
if only the temperature was lowered by a couple of degrees.
absolutely perfect.
oh wells.
i should take walks like these more often.
watching shadows flicker by under the street lamps.
the 'broom broom-ing' noises that the passing cars make.
the quietness of the night.

I will be still and know You are God.

work is boring.
it is raining.
i've got nothing to do.
gonna read the new paper now.
this is random.

I was feeling sad.
not that I was sad sad..
but I was feeling sad cuz i feel like i couldn't do anything about it.

then i was talking to pam about boobs.
O_O
and then jac comes along gives funny advice about 'using them wisely'
O_O
and it's hilarous.

and the chinese song is playing in my headphones on replay mode ever since i got jem to send it to me.

and i had a dream that night.
i was feeding some guy Godiva chocolates.
didn't managed to see his face tho.
but he has a very hot bod.
heh.
and then i woke up.
like how anti-climax can you get.
sighs.

rights. and now i need my sleep.
my skin is dying.
sighs.
i need a moisturizing mask or something.

'imagine it would be sufficient for this guy to give you a bowl of maggi noodles when he sees you starving, but instead, he goes all out of his way to cook you the bestest bowl of noodles with abalone, the works. and why would he do so when he doesn't even know you? but that's what our Lord did. and more. He sacrificed His flesh and blood for an unknown stranger like us. and that's more than whipping up a bowl of hot noodles. much much more than that.'

God can do many things with a little.
I am only one
but I am one.
I cannot do everything but i can do something.
and what I can do, I ought to do.
and what I ought to do,
By the grace of God, I will do.
The Power of One.

God's looking for One.

You might be the only Christian that someone will ever know.

Think about it.

-gosh, this really brings evangelism to a whole new level, doesn't it?

I had a fantastic night last night..
heh...redundant words.
:)))
with the girls trying on the 39.90 garbage bag dress and with the durians, and with the pizza and super duper nice ice-cream that tiff made.
it was absolutely perfect.
i'm now ready for another week in the labs.

i guess..
ever since i've started work..
all i did was to complain.
i complained to everyone and anyone.
about the ulu ulu place (with my weird hand gestures)
and the lack of motivation there.
heh.
it's another way of saying that there's no cute guys there..
the best looking one there is a china guy working in the factory production area.
and he's really not THAT good looking.
and then there's this uber vain guy..without the looks.
who looks 27 when he's really just a year older than me.
oh. and have i mentioned that he has a receding hairline?
gosh.
everytime i see him looking at himself in the mirror.
i want to laugh.
or rather..i'll control my laughter, walk out of the lab into the office area and start laughing.

me thinks that i should just blog from work too la..
or else..
my blog is like super abandoned.
and just as long as i don't visit my blog from the office comps.
i should be safe right?
i think so..
hmmm.

anyway,
last week at work was quite bad..
i came home every day thinking of ways to fall sick, so as to MC myself from work the next day.
but my ultra-smart mother gave me a panadol.
:(
but..because of my strong desire to pon work,
i threw the panadol into the candy jar that i have in my room.
and it's still there la..
but..
alas,
i was damm bloody fit to go back to work the next day.
sighs.

oh.
i saw this way cool sign somewhere yesterday..

Weather Forecast:
The Son is Shining Today.

damm cool eh?

oh..
and how could i mentioned the ride back in pam's car!
it was like an adventure.
heh.
mainly because my sense of direction was abit screwed la.
oh wells.
it was fun.

OH.
AND did i mentioned that we, joshua, jem, and i just happily butt-ed my way in, were playing PS2?
and that josh and jem were playing some soccer thingy with man U vs Newcastle.
and then i butt-ed my way in, and i ended up playing with jem!
and i was Man U.
and i SCORED A GOAL!!!
after running around insanely on the screen la..
and i scored!!!
like O_O
YAY!!!!
and i was screaming.
gosh..you would have thought i really did score a goal in the UEFA Cup.
oh wells.
the best part was..
i scored because the goalkeeper wasn't there.
jem happily made his goalkeeper run around the field like any other regular player.
and then yar..i scored!
:)))
rights.
i think i should listen to an online sermon now.
toodles.

Knowledge brings responsibility.

I'm in Love!
with a guy called Kwon Sang-woo.
yeah.
korean!
WOO!
i like.
-drools-
let's see.
he has a nice bod.
erm...27years old..
has small eyes.
a ear stud.
and he carries that look VERY well.
-dies-
oh dear...
i'm in loveeeee
he's darn cute.
:))

rights..
so..
i was watching the korean dvd My Tutor Friend.
and the rest is history.
i must start watching K-dramas.
they're damm good, no?
hmm.

i need tae min!
the only korean guy that i'm gam with.
-smiles-

I LOVE KOREA! until i'm yet again convinced that Japanese guys are better.
:))

note: and he smokes. taemin does too. how?

i'm an idiot.
i truly am.
i should never have forgotten the wise words of a Mr. Fu Xiangyu.
'Studying is so much better than working.'

gosh.
the irony of the situation.
how i've been moaning about the stupid 7hours of lab that i have to endure through every week in school.
and yet i'm in the lab from 9am to 5pm everyday now.
i miss mdm toh.
i miss siti.
i miss wati.
i miss the freedom of walking around the labs without a care if your experiment explodes.
i miss serene.
i miss jeremy-the-former-love-of-my-life-with-the-current-horrible-haircut
i even miss jaenicke.
that's like how sad.
i even miss my prof.
the german prof who's extremely long winded.
whom i'll always try to avoid at all costs.
i even miss him.
gosh.
the winds are changing.
i miss them all!
i really don't mind doing attachment at nus labs.
i really don't!
i don't mind having labs for 7 hours! make it 9 if you have to!
anything to be with you.
sigh.
i think a call back to school is in order.
shall do it on monday.
during the official boring hours.

and.
i have official songs to last me thru the day.
everyday.
one day it was 'God will make a way'
the next was 'God is in the house'
and yesterday was 'Make me like You'

and...they really do affect me in some ways.
i'll start humming the song while getting out of the house..
and by the start of the day..
it's embedded in my brains.
and i need to learn/listen to more Christian songs.
:)
BRING IT ON!
*roars*

ha!
sure michelle! u can change ur photo!
just send me the new photo.
:)

and eugene...thanks ar...
at least YOU are going to start school soon..
and i've still have like 6 months to go..
:(
boohoo.
ohh
we did spray painting yesterday!
way cool.
better than spray can-ning.
:)
too bad i can't keep my art work.
and we didn't like just spray on paper(besides, the paper isn't ordinary paper..it's polyurethane coated paper!)
hmm..
we sprayed on tin plates too!
i look at the amount of chemicals we discard everyday..just in the lab alone.
and my heart aches for the company!
it's like...
we're like wasting throwing away how much money!?!!
ah gosh.
and i think i kinda impressed this VP of SPH..
she stays in my block..
and i'm being the courteous me that i am, and she's like impressed with me! :D
ladida.
oh.
might be spraying more stuff next week.
in more colours too!
only played with black paint this time round la..
anyway..
i realised that before i go mad in the company..
i need to do something interesting!
i'm planning to cook lunch for myself everyday!
so i need a menu for the week!
so!
i need tastebudds!
heh
:)
hmm.
oh..i see the RSAF flyby everyday!
i'm gonna bring the cam to work next week.
:)

and..
i hate the people who did those stuff to the Londoners.
asses they are.
it's a misplaced act of faith.
especially reading what they posted on their website, admitting to their deeds.
gosh.
and i so wanted to rant to someone at work on friday..
about the incident.
but...
the most i got out of them was..
'aiyo..london got the olympics then the french they all bomb them ar?'
'aiyo..so ke lian'
and i was like..'i think it's by the terrorist groups lar..'
and they were like..'i don't think so leh...'

gosh.
and note that the convo was in chinese!
most of my convos are in chinese now!
golly gosh.
my english is dying...
NOOOooo.

and don't get my started on my boss..
like the HEAD of the lab.
she's like this lazy woman lar.
can't believe it lar.
making me do PAPERWORK!
like the SAME PIECE OF PAPERWORK!
making STUPID CHANGES not at the same time.
creating work for me ar?
basket.
blearh.

hmm.
i wanna go holiday!

oh..
i'm looked down by this woman who works in another lab.
all because i'm staying in a condo and she in a hdb.
BASKET!
MY FAULT AR?
the convo went like that...in chinese..on my 2nd day of work..
X: Oh..so you stay at telok blangah also?
Me: Yar..
X: Which Block?
Me: Erm..I stay at the condo there..
X: Oh..I never stay at the condo.. (sarcastic tone)
Me: Ohh..so which block you stay?
X: Not the condo la..
(and the small talk continues with me feeling GRRRRR)

so irritating right..
like why the sarcastic tone?
YOU ASSUMED THAT I STAYED IN THE HDB WAD
MY FAULT AR?
and i haven't spoken to her since that day..
and i have no intention of doing so.
bleargh her.

i've been working the past 3 days.
and i hate work.
like REALLY.
i hated my first day of work.
because i was given awful uniforms.
a lousy-quality polo-tee and a pair of pants BBDC BLUE!
like how gross.
and i've got my own locker.
and i have to change into my uniform and my pair of boots every morning..and back out of it every evening.
my boots have soles that are 1 inch thick.
so..
i'm 1 inch taller.
and they are wayyy heavy too.
anyway.
the first day of work sucked.
i have to pack lunch everyday.
i feel like a factory worker.
and i'm breathing too much chemical fumes.
and they gave me an ultra thick and boring file to read.
the 1st day of work was boring!
i had too much time on my hands.
i was trying to sneak catnaps while pretending to be reading the file.
:(
and the 2nd day of work was better.
i brought bread and a banana.
and i finally get the do something in the lab.
i played with paint too.
we made grey paint for testing.
i'm in the quality control lab, and basically, we test the raw materials that the suppliers send in.
if they are up to standard, they can be mixed with the previous batches.
yup.
pretty cool when we did the paint stuff.
:)
and the 3rd day of work was baddd.
i brought 2 slices of bread today.
didn't do much in the lab today.
not much samples came for testing.
the boss gave me data-entry work to do.
200 over chemicals.
and when i was all about done, she added in a new column, and i had to start from the beginning again.
and my fingers are peeling.
methinks it's the chemicals that i accidentally touched without wearing my gloves.
i did data-entry the whole day.
and i saw a spider.
and i think i have eyes behind my head.
i was blog-surfing also la.
went to liwei's blog, esther's, glori..
it was so boring i tell you.
so boring.
and then at 5pm, i had to open the history archives and delete all the non-work-related sites that i visited.
which turned out to be quite alot.
yeah.
boring.

I'm starting work tomorrow.
not really looking forward to the early morning train rides and bus rides and walks.
i hope they have decent toilets.
toilets are very important places.
i hope they're nice people without much office politics.
i hope i can leave by early december.
i hope God will be willing to accompany me to such an ulu place.
anyway.
i'll be working here
looks pro ar.
but the factory company doesn't look very nice tho.
:(

Just got back from Encounter:Fire.
was ok.
yeah.
people got quite high.
:)
ah wells.
the turnout was quite good.
and..
the altar call was..
good photography stuff.
:)
i was juggling 4 cameras just now.
2 from guan, mine, amos.
managed to get 2 helpers.
gerald with his bro's cam.
and glori with one of guan's.
my cam wasn't used much tonight.
didn't see the need to.
the videocam guy was GRRRR.
had to siam him so many times.
super dooper tired.
nights world.

bish.
kabish.
boo.
bleargh.
stamp.
stomp.
stump.
blahblehbluh.
and i gave esther a pet rock.
and i went up to this cashier at Unity and tried to get her to sell me gum.
and i went up to this banner/sign printing shop and thought it was a fruit juice stall.
bah.
i'm trying to convince glori to adopt a pet rock too.
bahhh.
WHY IS EVERYONE FROM MY AREA OVERSEAS NOW?
then THEY are having durian party.
-mumbles- agnes, jem, josh, gene, daniel, jane...
-mumbles mumbles-
I LOVE GRAFFITI!
too bad i have no talent with a spraycan.
woo..
but i love graffiti!
check this out.

Absolut Merda i like.


z.B: Glori doesn't want a petrock named Rockjoy. :(
oh wells.
and.
Grampians sounds like a retirement village.
wahahahaha.
and.
liwei: how u know i don't love you? O_o

Stuff that happened 2hours before bedtime

1) A Phone Call
1 year ago,
When I told her that the relationship wouldn't work
she didn't listen.
now.
they broke up.
the guy's reason..
i like you, but i don't love you.

2) An MSN convo
Use the SLR, the flash is more powerful than the digicam..i know..cuz i've used it at a concert before
i get mildly irritated when people tell me how to do my job.
nono..
not exactly that..
constructive criticism is encouraged.
it's stuff like the above which irks me.
i mean..
i do know the difference between an SLR and a digicam.
and you can't assume that the flash of a digicam is weaker.
it all depends on the scenario.
whether you're near to the object?
whether there there's lighting around the object?
what kind of lighting?
it's stuff like that which should be taken into consideration.
and from what i know of the past 2 encounters.
an slr is somewhat unnecessary.
unless i'm planning to take artistic 1 on 1 shots.
where i might need the depth of field and stuff.
just that if i need the SLR, i would have to borrow.
and that's quite troublesome.

3) LUSH the soap place.
wahahaha!
so exciting!
but then again..
what looks good, might not smell good.
especially after i recall the direct hit that i got just by walking past the shop last july.
walking past, mind you, not walking into.
when we went in..
all i thought about was to get out.
but.
the wonders of online shopping!
wahahaha!
the soaps look PRETTYYYY.
maybe it was because too many smells in an enclosed area is an overkill.
yar.
lalala.
maybe i'll choose some soaps to buy.
and i'll get pam to buy back..
wahahaha.
we'll see.