at 1.15 am I'm getting out of the office. Boss offers to gimme a ride home. As we walk out Boss sez: "You guys were in the newspaper the other day? Wow, 4th huh? That's really good!". Even asked which one we were - VC or VJCC - so Boss actually read it!
Big grin from me. So people do read that tiny section...even though that Cow from ST refused to write a bigger column.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
Penis Envy?
I am in bed this morning and in my dream I'm a big black man (???) in bed (I don't recall doing anything naughty!!!) somewhere in Canada (???) with a nubile young nymphomaniac who just can't seem to get enough. I vaguely recall exclaiming: "AGAIN????" - where on earth do these images come from??? A case of penis envy??? Can't be right?
The bloody alarm clock rings and I'm wondering why on earth it's ringing on a Saturday morning. I shut it and go back to sleep. The Nympho doesn't return. 5 mins later it strikes me - it's a bloody Tuesday - argh! bollocks to me!
4 pm: I get work due to be sent out tomorrow night.
2 am: I am barely 1/2 way. Too bad - my brain's not working. Mildly annoyed.
I'm being defamed Curses to the skinny bimbo in alto. I am so going to sue...
He-who-I-want-to-arrow-as-tenor-SL-so-that-I-can-slack-not-that-I-did-anything-except-take-attendance decides to do Herbal Tea translations. Whoopee!!!!
The bloody alarm clock rings and I'm wondering why on earth it's ringing on a Saturday morning. I shut it and go back to sleep. The Nympho doesn't return. 5 mins later it strikes me - it's a bloody Tuesday - argh! bollocks to me!
4 pm: I get work due to be sent out tomorrow night.
2 am: I am barely 1/2 way. Too bad - my brain's not working. Mildly annoyed.
I'm being defamed Curses to the skinny bimbo in alto. I am so going to sue...
He-who-I-want-to-arrow-as-tenor-SL-so-that-I-can-slack-not-that-I-did-anything-except-take-attendance decides to do Herbal Tea translations. Whoopee!!!!
Monday, July 26, 2004
Scatterbrain Part Deux
I am really annoyed.
8.30 am: Think to myself: shall lock the door to prevent nasty flatmate from entering and using my stuff. Reminder to self: must bring my key to my room out yeah? It's the only key I have. Wouldn't it be funny if I locked myself out? Harharharhar...then I can pick the lock like James Bond.
8.35 am: go to work.
11.20 pm: return from work. go to room. Hand to the door knob. Hey it's locked. Why ah? I don't remember locking it. Jiggle jiggle. Craps. Ok let's get my key. Open wallet. Fish around. That's strange...doesn't...seem...to..be...there....Fish more. Empty wallet...
WHERE'S MY FAAAARKING KEYYYYYY?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!!!?!?!!!
Shit. Panic. Try the James Bond thing with a cardboard. Obviously doesn't work. Try to force a screw driver into the lockhole. Doesn't work either. Fark. Contemplate kicking the door down.
Nice flatmate suggests climbing in through the window. Looks high:
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side window
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|----room window-----
We have no rope. No ladder. 5% chance he'll drop down 4 storeys and maim himself. He does it anyway. Visions of him falling down 4 storeys and killing himself flash past my eyes. Urgh. His parents will kill me. He gets in the window. Phewwwww.......Door opens.
It's true, adults get more stupid as they grow older. Case in point. This is from someone who could derive an approximation of the potential energy of a planet of diameter x created from dust particles coming together from an infinite distance away. At 19 years old. Now I'm plain stupid. Urgh.
8.30 am: Think to myself: shall lock the door to prevent nasty flatmate from entering and using my stuff. Reminder to self: must bring my key to my room out yeah? It's the only key I have. Wouldn't it be funny if I locked myself out? Harharharhar...then I can pick the lock like James Bond.
8.35 am: go to work.
11.20 pm: return from work. go to room. Hand to the door knob. Hey it's locked. Why ah? I don't remember locking it. Jiggle jiggle. Craps. Ok let's get my key. Open wallet. Fish around. That's strange...doesn't...seem...to..be...there....Fish more. Empty wallet...
WHERE'S MY FAAAARKING KEYYYYYY?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!!!?!?!!!
Shit. Panic. Try the James Bond thing with a cardboard. Obviously doesn't work. Try to force a screw driver into the lockhole. Doesn't work either. Fark. Contemplate kicking the door down.
Nice flatmate suggests climbing in through the window. Looks high:
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side window
|
|----room window-----
We have no rope. No ladder. 5% chance he'll drop down 4 storeys and maim himself. He does it anyway. Visions of him falling down 4 storeys and killing himself flash past my eyes. Urgh. His parents will kill me. He gets in the window. Phewwwww.......Door opens.
It's true, adults get more stupid as they grow older. Case in point. This is from someone who could derive an approximation of the potential energy of a planet of diameter x created from dust particles coming together from an infinite distance away. At 19 years old. Now I'm plain stupid. Urgh.
Sunday, July 25, 2004
Moving on
Flatmate just told me that he's moving out sometime next year to stay with his gf. That means I gotta move out too. Ain't staying with the other twit of a flatmate tt's for sure. Timeline we're looking at is between March - May next year. Crap...I don't think I got any flatmates to move out with...so...I gotta stay alone? =S...although having more space would be fun...but having an empty house to return to every day would be quite depressing for sure. Everyone's moving on...we're all growing up....I MISS MY TRANSFORMERS!!!!
Orchard Road
is a nightmare on weekends. I went out with the best of intentions for the day - meet friends, go Apple store check out the Ipods/iBooks, go Borders, maybe buy CDs....
Managed the friends part, managed Apple Store...after that jostling through the crowds just killed any interest left in buying anything. Went to the Library@Orchard borrowed some books, ate ice cream, and headed home. At this rate I'm going to be a multi milionaire soon since I don't spend any money. Perhaps it's time to buy a car.
My friend says she wants to join SDU to meet people. Eligible men who aren't taken. Hey that's me. Maybe *I* should join SDU. Someone has taken to whining to me about work. *Shudder*...go...away...don't whine...
Oh. and I'm seriously contemplating getting my sis an Apple and mebbe my family an Apple too. Why? 'cos of conversations like today:
"Hey, the home computer doesn't work! I boot up and I just get "Internet Explorer has performed an illegal operation". Terminate?" and when you click yes, the Screen just blanks out. HOWWWW???"
Err..how am I supposed to do tech support over the phone?!??!! Maybe it's time for a Mac. If only I were more familiar with Macs. My sister is going to university soon and needs a laptop. The IBook looks quite tempting and rather cheap as well. The last thing I want is for my sis to be calling me from UK asking me computer problems. It's very annoying.
Managed the friends part, managed Apple Store...after that jostling through the crowds just killed any interest left in buying anything. Went to the Library@Orchard borrowed some books, ate ice cream, and headed home. At this rate I'm going to be a multi milionaire soon since I don't spend any money. Perhaps it's time to buy a car.
My friend says she wants to join SDU to meet people. Eligible men who aren't taken. Hey that's me. Maybe *I* should join SDU. Someone has taken to whining to me about work. *Shudder*...go...away...don't whine...
Oh. and I'm seriously contemplating getting my sis an Apple and mebbe my family an Apple too. Why? 'cos of conversations like today:
"Hey, the home computer doesn't work! I boot up and I just get "Internet Explorer has performed an illegal operation". Terminate?" and when you click yes, the Screen just blanks out. HOWWWW???"
Err..how am I supposed to do tech support over the phone?!??!! Maybe it's time for a Mac. If only I were more familiar with Macs. My sister is going to university soon and needs a laptop. The IBook looks quite tempting and rather cheap as well. The last thing I want is for my sis to be calling me from UK asking me computer problems. It's very annoying.
Saturday, July 24, 2004
Scatterbrain
Ok decided to give in to exhibitionist temptation again, in part due to persistent persuasion from this alto cow from choir heh. (For the record I'm not a sop-whore grrrr).
So my address - about sums up my social life for now. Pretty cool no?
Right. First posting to describe this crappy week. On Thursday my friend and I decide to go watch a movie - IRobot. We get tickets. The counter girl gives us tickets and some Taeguki brochures. I thought the brochure was crappy. Into the dustbin it went. We check out the DVD store. 10 mins before the movie I go: "eh, F, the tickets are with u rite?". He goes: "uhm...no...". I go: "HUH?!!?!?!" - apply brain...shit. it must be in the dustbin together with tickets. Panic. I go to the dustbin and rummage. Ultra embarrasing. Attract stares. I dun care I want my tickets. Can't find. Panic. Go back to the counter - apply charms: "Hi, you remember me? I bought my tickets about 15 minutes ago...I seem to have lost them...is there anything you can do? *smile*"....She goes: "hang on...". Cut the story short, we got to go in, albeit 15 mins late. F a little miffed. At least we didn't have to pay twice.
Come Saturday. Orthodontist appointment at JB at 9.30 am. I wake up at 8.30 am - it's raining cats and dogs. Shit I'm late but nvm they won't care. Have the whole day all planned out from morning to night on what I'm going to do for the day. Leave house at 9 am. I'm late but nvm they wun bother. Fast forward 9.20 am: I'm sitting at Somerset MRT waiting for the train. A thought occurs - "Where's my passport?".
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
That spoilt my whole morning. And the rest of my day's plans went down the drain 'cos my routine has been disturbed. Came back read papers, slept 12.30 pm - 3.30 pm.
Went out with some friends for dinner. One passes me Season 3 of 24...GREAT!! entertainment!!! We go over to my hall-neighbour's crummy apartment. I put the stuff down. Personal reminder: "REMEMBER TO BRING IT HOME LATER!!!!". We hang out there. 10.35 pm - it's time to go. Personal reminder: "Ok, DON'T FORGET TO BRING HOME the stuff yeah?". Personal response: "dun be stupid lah how can you forget".
10.45 pm - host gives me a lift home on his motorbike - scary man. Beat up junk. I reach home...hrm...something's missing.....
FARKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK WHERE'S MY PLASTIC BAG!??!?!!?!
So no entertainment for me. I'm bored. J and LY keep trying to set me up with other singles. And that other bimbo D also.
So my address - about sums up my social life for now. Pretty cool no?
Right. First posting to describe this crappy week. On Thursday my friend and I decide to go watch a movie - IRobot. We get tickets. The counter girl gives us tickets and some Taeguki brochures. I thought the brochure was crappy. Into the dustbin it went. We check out the DVD store. 10 mins before the movie I go: "eh, F, the tickets are with u rite?". He goes: "uhm...no...". I go: "HUH?!!?!?!" - apply brain...shit. it must be in the dustbin together with tickets. Panic. I go to the dustbin and rummage. Ultra embarrasing. Attract stares. I dun care I want my tickets. Can't find. Panic. Go back to the counter - apply charms: "Hi, you remember me? I bought my tickets about 15 minutes ago...I seem to have lost them...is there anything you can do? *smile*"....She goes: "hang on...". Cut the story short, we got to go in, albeit 15 mins late. F a little miffed. At least we didn't have to pay twice.
Come Saturday. Orthodontist appointment at JB at 9.30 am. I wake up at 8.30 am - it's raining cats and dogs. Shit I'm late but nvm they won't care. Have the whole day all planned out from morning to night on what I'm going to do for the day. Leave house at 9 am. I'm late but nvm they wun bother. Fast forward 9.20 am: I'm sitting at Somerset MRT waiting for the train. A thought occurs - "Where's my passport?".
FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
That spoilt my whole morning. And the rest of my day's plans went down the drain 'cos my routine has been disturbed. Came back read papers, slept 12.30 pm - 3.30 pm.
Went out with some friends for dinner. One passes me Season 3 of 24...GREAT!! entertainment!!! We go over to my hall-neighbour's crummy apartment. I put the stuff down. Personal reminder: "REMEMBER TO BRING IT HOME LATER!!!!". We hang out there. 10.35 pm - it's time to go. Personal reminder: "Ok, DON'T FORGET TO BRING HOME the stuff yeah?". Personal response: "dun be stupid lah how can you forget".
10.45 pm - host gives me a lift home on his motorbike - scary man. Beat up junk. I reach home...hrm...something's missing.....
FARKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK WHERE'S MY PLASTIC BAG!??!?!!?!
So no entertainment for me. I'm bored. J and LY keep trying to set me up with other singles. And that other bimbo D also.