I am so lifeless I have no pictures in my entries I seriously wonder what's wrong with me lor..always no pictures to post..
so borrrriinggg...but fret not, I got dammmnnnn interesting story to tell lorrr...
I got fired today.
like fired, fired. or should I say terminated.
Like I was in the office at 9.30 am and out by noon.
oh gawd, you know what? I just realized, I cannot tell the whole story here cz my blog appears
on google and retarded blogspot hasnt found a way to lock individual posts where I can password-protect them. And also did I mention, my boss is super tech-savvy..
after all, we are in the internet marketing business...he has probably googled my name before..
how else would the co-workers "heard" that I'm a writer?
how else would my boss dare to ask me to start a blog about theatre and travel without knowing that I do blog and can blog and know how to handle blogs unlike some ppl?
anyway, I guess you just have to die without knowing what happened.
and what silly thing I did that got me fired.
point is, now im contemplating going home for CNY since I have to bum around for a month plus. and siew ann is so not the kind that can sit around doing nothing.
I remember I nearly died when my friend from Iowa came for a week before I started working.
Sleeping time: 8am
Waking up time: 4pm
although I have musical theatre practice keeping me occupied at night and on weekends... I am the pianist for the musical. All hail siew ann, for even getting the part without having to audition. that's how great she is. And I already paid $90 to go watch Lion King on Feb 21! If I go home, I'll miss this great show..sighh..and waste $90..will prolly have to get someone to buy the ticket for $45...and I will have to blow off someone who so painstakingly got tickets for this show and called me all the way from another country to ask me if I wana go watch this show. I feel so bad if I really had to blow this one.
Problem: Stupid daddy dowan to let me go back. but so what, right? money is here.
credit card is here. passport is here. if he dowan to let me go back, I'll just surprise him. teehee :p
Then go bunk at my ex's place. and ikut him balik ipoh for CNY. since I got nothing to do and my dad didnt want me to go back, so im assuming he doesnt want me to go back to Malacca for CNY too. :p ---> This is for you daddy. nextime dont disapprove of my decisions :p
Coz u know and I know that I almost always make the wisest decisions. I said almost. so dont argue with me. Everything else that was a stupid decision falls under the "almost" category.
btw, aiyaa...sometimes ar...I see other people's long distance r'ship and how it works out so
nicely for them, I kinda question myself if I made one of those "almost" always wise decisions.
But then again ar, when I think about it, everyone's situation is different. can't really compare apples with oranges. So, I sedut back all my words, and I think i made a damn wise decision lor.
coz LDR couples see each other like every 3-6 months once, or at least they make an effort to. My one leh, if lucky 9 months. if unlucky, 10 months, if real lucky, 7 months (yeah right, when we broke up already)
sumore its not those kinda where, "ok la, this time i fly here for spring break then we can
bikini-ing together" and "next time u fly here for thanksgiving then we can turkey-ing
together ok?" then "winter break we together-gether fly go San Diego touch dolphins ok?"
ya man, dude, it doesnt work that way. or at least not for me. I think it's just me. God doesnt really like me.
o yaya, i forgot to complain about how my dad gave me shitty excuse to stay here leh...i mean, it's like c'mon, ur a businessman, u can sweet talk and persuade me better than that lorhh...he ask me stay here to volunteer la, work without pay, go vacation, etc.
honestly, i would love a vacation now, but everyone's at school!!!!! work without pay is out
of the option because:
a)everyone knows siew ann never works for free. (to get her to work is AMAZING!)
b) work without pay is same as unpaid internship, in which case is also illegal.
volunteer, I can't volunteer to be coordinator, director, marketing assistant, those kinda jobs. They fall under unpaid internships too. I did my fair share of research, just in case u were wondering why I sounded so smart all of a sudden.
Dad says its not the pay. it's the experience. you are there to learn. So that leaves me with volunteering in terms of charity. ie. serving soup *blah*wtf*
serve soup???
serve soup???
serve soup????
Me? serve soup? HAHA. for wat? at home I got someone doing that for me.
and then, i get free massage along with that.
and a close confidante that understands that siew ann never works for free.
why? bcz I am talented enough and a resource scarce enough to be paid by companies
and firms to do intelligent work for them. did I mention paid well?, not just paid?? yeah, just in case. cz I dont apply for jobs that pay average. why?
bcz that would mean they hire average talent.
hullo young man, do I look like I have above average talent or above average talent to you?
So I decided to make my decision based on a model that allows me to make decisions rationally. It is based on Edward de Bono's Six Thinking Hats
Should I go home or not?
White Hat: Look at the info you have
a) Stay here.
b) Go back KL
c) Illegal to work in US now
d) Chinese New Year is coming
Red Hat: Use intuition, gut, emotion
a) I wanna go home!!!!!
b)I wanna go home!!!!!
c) I wanna watch Lion King!
d) I wanna play for the musical!
e) Did I mention I wanna go home??
Black Hat: <--- saw the black patch?? Bad points of decision If I go back: a)I will miss playing for the musical b) I will miss Lion King c) I will spend $1000 d) I will risk the loss of my OPT card in the mail. *FedEx isnt perfect u know?* If I stay: a)I will waste time bumming around and turn lazy and unproductive b)I will have to endure Wisconsin's horrible winter c) I'll end up going to the malls doing what I do best d)I'll miss Chinese New Year celebration that I have missed the past 3 yrs and will miss again next year.
Yellow Hat: Benefits of the decision
If I go back:
a) It'll be a nice break
b)I get to celebrate CNY at home, which is a luxury.
c) I get to see my Aussie friends. and friends I miss.
d) I get to eat good food. awesome food.
e) I get to wear real short skirts after such a longgggg time. my legs are dying to be seen.
f) I get to see family.
If I stay:
a) I get to play for musical
b) I get to watch Lion King
c) I get to save $1000 (means 4 Coach bags and a purse)
Green Hat: develop creative solutions to the problem
a)Go on vacation
- doesnt work cz everyone's in school and I don't want to bother ppl.
-I don't travel alone. Dad dont encourage also.
b)Volunteer at organization/church-ish kinda place --- I dowan to serve soups or wash sinks. My parents earn sweat and blood money to
pay someone to do this at home.and here I am, working my ass off to do
something like that, not to mention, FOR FREE!
-besides, charity begins at home. :) *it is at times like this, I thank God for smart
people who came up with quotes*
-volunteering for a position that requires more brainwork is illegal. I don't want to
do anything stupid that would jeopardize my OPT any further.
Dad is talking about experience, AGAIN. and not PAY. It's about learning. *blah blah blah*
Fair and Square, honey. This trip was long overdue. It was due first week of january. Despite realllyyy wanting to go home, I swallowed my pride for food and friends and family and told my boss I am willing to work early if he needs me to. And, needed me early, he did.
So I had 3.5 weeks of experience which I would not have had had I not took that kinda risk
and started work early. So, this trip is wayyyy past its deadline. God was being nice and
decided to give himself another chance. 2nd Christmas present. because clearly,
my Christmas wish for a smaller tummy didnt work.
o crap, i digressed. ok, so, finally most important hat:
Blue Hat: decision hat.
I decided that I should go home. How did I arrive at this one-of-those-wise decisions?
Positive points:
Go home vs. staying here
6 vs. 4
Kesimpulan: Go home wins.
Negative points:
Go Home vs. Staying here
4 vs. 4
Kesimpulan: draw
Tiebreaker not needed in this case because Go Home won the first set.
Mummy and Daddy, don't say I never put your money to good use. That RM600 ++ that you spent on me when I was 12 years old sending me to this shoplot in ss2 learning Edward de Bono's 6 thinking Hats is now very clearly utilized in my life for making life's crucial decisions.
Oh ya, I remember that place even told us that there is a tenth planet *at that time la when Pluto was still a planet*, called Bono planet, named after Edward de Bono.
I also remember when the instructor asked who has been to Sunway Lagoon, everyone in the class raised our hands. There were about 15 of us per class. She went "omigoshhh, u all are so lucky you knowww....."
Then she asked the golden question:
"How many of you have been to DisneyLand?" *insert big wide-eyed face with gleaming smile*
Everyone raised their hand. including me. proudly.
Instructor was dumbfounded. Then she turned to the other instructor and muttered "waaaaa...these kids arrr......"
Luckily I went the year before. If not, damn malu lorrrr...Somemore I thought I was gonna be one of the only few that has been to DisneyLand. I mean, after all, at school, when I told my friends I was gonna go to Disney Land, everybody oohed and aahed and wowed and wahhed...but here, everyone just shut up, except the instructors, that is... and raise their hands and smile excitedly, recalling their memories in that fairytale land..
I went back telling my parents what had happened and luckily they brought me and thanked them for bringing me. and guess what i heard from my mummy to daddy:
mum: "wahh....these kids..really arr...tsk tsk..."
dad: "yalar, what you expect? can send their kids to 6 thinking hats wat.."
*I think there's something about mums and the line "wahh..these kids...really arr.." because both the instructors were female and they both had kids. no, not together. what are u thinking? couldnt happen biologically, u dumbass*
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Malaysian blog So we started a new Malaysian blog at Marquette. the only problem seems to be the template. for whatever stupid senile reason, blogger doesnt seem to work the same way anymore. When I go to blogskins to search for whatever template, I download the template according to Blogger Type. Then I copy and paste the html code onto the template of Blogger, replacing the standard ugly template that they give every other stupid blogger who isnt smart enuff to change their own template.
But the freaking thing doesnt work! It gives me a stupid message saying that they can't save my template because there is an error with the code. like the "body" has to end with tag "" or something joker-ish like that. I tried it with 5 different blogskins template.
Clearly, blogskins is fine. and so is my copy-pasting skills. Blogger obviously has a huge-ass problem.
Anyone who is smart and knowledgable about html codes, kindly render your services to me please.
office work is getting more and more boing by the day. there isnt much to do anymore. Work was coming in by the hoards when I first arrived, I didnt even have enuff timeto catch my breath. I was exhausted to the point that I had to take a break downstairs in the basement where they had Wii just so I can get my focus back again and let my eyes do some resting.
and now im busy blogging away just because there is nth much to do.
and guess wat? one of the PR interns here got to go to Orlando with one of the PR ladies for a business trip!! i mean how lucky is that! intern getting to go on a business trip. to orlando. Bet she has her bikini and all her beach stuff packed already. *turns green with envy*
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Beautiful Dreams I dreamt about u last nite. I was somewhere either in the Sunway or PJ apartment. I was in your roommate's room watching tv with the both of u. I had this urge to suddenly walk out and go to ur room. And walked out, I did. When I entered ur room, I saw all the postcards, letters, and cards plastered all over your wall. And somewhere in between, I saw a hand-made card - the kind that folds in a zig-zag manner. It was very colorful, masterfully designed with beautiful handwriting. The only problem: you spelled my name
Sue Ann.
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walau..this one dem beh tahan lorrrr....u know me how long alr????? but seriously, the card was so beautiful, i didnt know what to say...before I could go over and ask you about it, you already came back to ur room looking for me....and when u saw that I was in awe looking at the card u made, you gave me a peck on the cheek...and I returned it...
For some odd reason, the peck didnt feel the same anymore...it was like the feeling just wasnt as strong as before..of course, I was delighted but at the same time, the degree of delight just wasn't as breathtaking as the moments before....Then, I knew, things certainly have changed for good..
Then, we continued our close chatter, our big laughters and our sweet smiles...
And I realized, it was going to be hard for me when I leave to go back to the US again if this continues throughout the whole break that I'm in Malaysia...and I told him, we can't be this close anymore...cz you're gonna make me feel so heavy-hearted when it's time for me to leave again...
p/s: the reason i was back in m'sia was bcz my OPT could not be processed fast enuff, bcz Americans are donkeys and their whole system is backlogged. therefore, I had to leave US by Feb 15, cz that's the last day I'm a legal citizen. *this part is TRUEEEEE! it was a dream, but I'm really facing this problem now..but I got it settled, so no chance of me going back..teehee!*
anyway, back to the dream...I was gonna feel heavy-hearted and all..and then, I told him, ok, we're gonna be close until I go back to the US. only one thing: - no sex -
HAHAHAHHHAHHHA!!
- end of dream -
now that I think about it, the card could have been for another gal called Sue Ann, cz there is no fucking way and no fucking good enuff reason that he wouldnt know how to spell my name. I was thinking that maybe he wanted to retain the first moment when we knew each other, and he thought my name was spelled as Sue Ann and not Siew Ann, but that's not possible. bcz he checked my name in the database before he even spoke to me, and that name appeared as Siew Ann. So what bullshit excuse am i chalking up for him. sheeeshh!
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Unfair. I dont understand how come this girl, X, can french with another guy she met at a club and still get away with it and her bf is still willing to pay for her air ticket to visit him in Australia?
When I, who have never frenched anyone, got kissed by a guy that i dont even like and still cannot get my then-bf, to visit me in US, eventhough I was gonna pay for his air ticket?
Can someone please explain this logicto me? I've been living in this world for more than 2 decades, but I still dont get how the world works. Or maybe, how guys work. I mean, dude, its pretty damn obvious what's going on, God can see, I can see, you can see..but why the guys dont see it? and why is nothing happening then, to my life?
I bet, if I were to be given a chance, ever, to be a guy for one day, I'm pweetee demmm sure I wouldn't wanna revert to being a girl again.
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am i? The last post was filled with pictures. So this time you have to bear thru' my rambling.
It is at times like this that I wished I had gone to Australia instead of the US.
Am I that bitchy?
Do I gossip that much?
Do I really not know how to keep my distance from guys?
Because if I was in Aussie, I know someone who could back me up. mua biatch chui wa.
She is prolly as bitchy as I am, more gossip-ish than I am, and definitely also doesnt keep her distance from guys.
Issue #1:
Here's how I look at it:
why should I be the one that have to keep my distance from guys? Guys should be the one who know how to keep their distance from me if they can't handle me/rejection.
But the people here are so narrow-minded that they think that when a guy takes interest in me but I dont, it's my fault because I don't know how to keep my distance from them.
Hullo muthafuckers:
U are in the US. *smacks right in ur face* There's no double standard.
I don't see why I can't hangout with them, go to dinners with them, hangout with them,
help me with lil favors ie. grocery, tech stuff, etc....without pppl being judgemental that I am throwing myself at them and therefore, leading them to think that I am interested in them, and therefore, I am at fault because I cant keep myself away from guys *pppfffttt*
Issue #2:
Do I gossip too much?? Everyone gossips. As long as you dont do it in the office, your rice/potato bowl is secure. And no way in hell do I gossip at the office.
Get this straight: America is built based on gossips. That's how they make money and how they extort you for more. So live with it.
And I gossip based on what is already out there in the open air. I don't start random rumors and I don't hurt anyone. And when I do gossip, you all are there to hear it. So don't say it as if I am
the only one who said so.
Notes:
*I do wanna hangout with them.
*I do need some help at times cz they are true friends who have resources.
*They are fun people.
*Can't I just hangout with them without you thinking that I can't keep my distance from guys??
*ppppppffffffttt*
*biiishhh*
*fuck off*
*biiishhh*
*fuck off*
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First Day of Work
First day of work is tiring. got up at 7.30am. work from 8.30 till 5.30pm. Eyes damn dry, whole day staring at the computer. first day of work and someone made me cry already. Links to picturesss....clickety-click!
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The 2008 I actually still got one more surprise birthday thing to blog about...there is this one special guy who went out all the way in the heavy Malaysian rain to buy me a cake with customized message...Meanwhile, my aussie bitch was given the role of distracting me to keep me online...and at that time, i was like..wtf is wrong with chui wa? she like dem fan lorrrr...keep asking me stupid questions....all because this one special guy told her that if she screws this up, she is to blame...hahahaha!!
suddenly, i received a phone call and a webcam invitation.....TA-DA!
Message: Dear Siew Ann, Happy 21st Birthday. Love, Kenneth
Omgg...what a surprise...and tibe tibe on the phone, he started singing the birthday song and all....And hahaha...I had to "blow" the candle, and he ate the cake on my behalf...but omggg..so sweet rite??? if this had happened to one of my friends, i woulda said "omggg..u lucky bitch...got this one guy so dem sayang u lorrrr"
but then hor, when it happens to me, im speechless.
*mulutku ternganga*
Thank you anyhow Kenneth Chen Kit Ken. my one and only aussie erm...you-know-what. hugz.
i miss you THISSSSSS much.
