Went to Malacca -work

Went to Malacca last week. Merlimau to be exact.
From office bout 3pm, I even requested from a dash to my place for slippers. Huhu. One of the execs in my office drove.
All very excited, after all I haven't been to anywhere for quite some time. But did feel drowsy bout 20 mins after we started on the highway. My partner in crime was already happily dreaming. I wanted to sleep too, but I was afraid that the driver might feel sleepy too.l So I kicked myself, trying to keep myself awake. Managed to chatted with him. Always a happy/ chiry fella. Good.
Dinner, went to Malacca town. Had peranakan dishes , pong teh/ vege.. cendol was nice, only I didn't order it. Ordered ice kacang instead. Haha. Don't like cendol la.

Slept like a baby. Felt tired. The best sleep I've had in a while.

The next day, listened to the briefing, yada yada yada.
Went to the estate, for real. Lucky I get to ride in a 4WD. As opposed to the boys all chunked together in a sad/lorry that did not seem suitable to carry human beings. But hey, they're going to be future assitant estate managers & estate managers (serious $$$$$$), so, they've got to do the nitty gritty work la.

I had a great time in the field. Learnt a lot. Mostly I loved going out for dinner. Haha

The 2nd nite, had steaks for dinner (wasn't feeling rice-y) ..tried some other dishes,too. Very nice. Nice restaurant, too. Will visit it the next time I'm in Malacca.

The final nite, now this was the best part, had fresh seafood for dinner. Garoupa deep fried , butter prawns (chewy prawns, wrongly made). Talked, laughed, 'bonding' with the important people. Had a great time though...But amidst all the fun, I know that I can only be this chummy with these people when off-working hours.. In office it's different.

Working sucks.It sucks to be an adult. But I need the $. And the experience.

I love my job I love my job I love my job****chanting


HS

New me...weeee

eh should be singing MJ's songs, not Lionel Richie's. Lionel Richie belum mati! -pun intended-

Anyway, where do I start. A lot of things has happened since the last time I posted my blog..I completed my degree, Michael Jackson died (can you believe it), Obama this Obama that, PPSMI was abolished, (damn I hate that one!), more 1Malaysia....blah blah blah.....Anyway, a lot has happened.

That also includes me. I was at home waiting for final results. When I got mine I was so bloody happy, (still am, actually). When I told family of my results they were equally as ecstatic. Then I had to really look for a job, instead of pretending..So I started paying more attention to ads for job vacancies...

I actually was quite ready to say goodbye to labs. I've told myself many times that I, as a graduate cannot demand too much, that I cannot be too choosy, or I'll end up in one of those sad statistics of unemployed grads.

So one day, I saw this ad, looking for a technician, of a health equipment. They need a science grad, well that's me your looking for, I thought. I immediately e-mailed my resume, and received a call shortly, to arrange for interview la. Then when the day came, I was so ready. There was a girl before me and I thought I definitely can kalah kan this gal.
Then, I went in. Interview went well, actually. Went very well, cause I stayed in the room for more than 40 mins! We were talking happily, discussing this job scope and all...

Ok. Then 3 days later, I got a snail mail, I did NOT get the job! I didn't get it! And I was bloody shocked I didn't secure the job. I'm a science grad, with good grades, I'm confident, presentable, can speak fluent English, can communicate well, loving (yes I am)...I'm strong, I can do anything. Even if I don't know how to do it the first time, I'll be able to do it soon enough! What is wrong with me that they didn't want me??

A few days later, I was no longer angry, kept on telling myself that maybe it's for the better, and hell yes it IS for the better!

Cause a few days later I read this ad from a giant co, wanting to recruit a bunch of fresh blood, braced myself for the interview and got in! And I don't even have to say goodbyere to labs!

Huh what a luck! But then again, there's no such thing as luck, my friend. Luck is actually YOU opening up to possibilities and actually snap up the opportunities that come to you as you move along. There's no such thing as luck. Only you, with eyes wide open, and have enough balls to grab the chances that present themselves to us. We decide our own luck. We do...

Huhu.. And so a new chapter begins...

Later

HS

hmm. a lot has happened these past few weeks. let's see..

I've finished my exams. I've handed over my (corrected) thesis. I've moved out from my place that I've been renting for the past 2 years..Major changes. But also welcomed at the same time. Brother got engaged. Went well. What else. Oh, my guy's sis dropped by the country in between flights, so my guy and I got to spent some time running aroung looking for cheap things for them (she and her friend). I envy her. It always has been my dream to travel around the world. But I've my own strategies as well. But I need to find a job first.

Anyway, that brings to the second issue, to get a job. Oh gosh. I am scared shitless man. But I know that it's worse to be broke all the time. I need moolah...A career.

As soon as I get my first salary, I'll enroll myself in the dancing class that I've only imagined all these years. Then, find more clothes, shoes, get good make up..And find a new hobby..With money I can buy all the books that I've only read inside the bookstores. Haha.

Ok... Till then.

I'm in the mood to bitch

what an exhausting time of my final moments as a student

i have been very busy lately working on my final year project. As soon as the lab part of it was over, I only had a few moments to breathe again, then I started back to work.
I submitted my report just a couple of days ago.That was the part that I was mad about. Actually the report was fine. But it was SOMEONE I was, and STILL, mad at!.

This fella, with his normal demeanor, made me look bad in front of my lecture. I would love to elaborate further, but it involved technical terms, methods, and whatnot. But bottom line, I was so pissed off, that I was speechless. I simply didn't want to respond.

My lecturer asked him if he taught me how to do ..a thing. The truth is he did NOT teach me that thing.And this fella, instead of answering the lecturer's question, went to twist the facts around around. ********** . urgh. I couldn't believe my ears when I heard those words. What a *&%^E& he is!!! Furthermore, he went on and on telling the lecturer that he'll be around to further his studies, as opposed to me, (I'll have to work, been studying for too l0ng, I need $)

Throughout his stupid blabbering, I just looked down,I didn't flinch a bit. But I felt funny deep inside because what he said actually was the total opposite if what happened and he knows it, too. He was saing his own ass and making me look bad at the same time. Who says men can't multitask? Haha

Whatever.

Stupid asshole. Retarded guy bitch! A hole.

hello

Hi, there...
Few days back I finally got a feedback from a close friend, regarding my blog...I'm (pleasantly)surprised that someone actually follows my blog....

Hmm. So here I am, honouring her request. I'm not so sure if there's anything interesting to be told here....wait.. of course. I have some...

My brother will be engaged sometime soon. Good for him.. I' like to add few more juicy+bitchy points (not about my brother, though), but I prefer to let these sticky stuff stay within their vicinity...

What else.. Oh I miss my niece and nephew terribbly..Their parents haven't brought them to meet us..It's been months. I think someone isn't happy with us, and that someone isn't biologically-related to us...

Rihanna couldn't come, because she's been beaten by the (surprisingly) violent+idiotic fella named Chris Brown.. What an asshole to beat up someone. That simply proves that domesti violence happens...Even to famous people. Poor Rihanna. I can't imgine what it's like to be beaten by someone you really love. To have one person damn close to you and betray the trust. But that could be tricky, too. The victim might easily forgive and forget the crime, because of the love,even when one has been brutally injured by their lover... Still remember Pamela Anderson and Tommy Lee?

Hmm..

I guess I'll have to postpone my eagerness for the concert, for some further time..

I love my friends nd my loved ones,,,,,,,,

hELLO HELLO

I've been good. And bored. Now, I have only just a few more months left to bask in my freedom. As a student, as a youth, as a nobody. Ina few months I'll be graduating, will be entering another world, a harsh one, yes, but one with many benefits, I'm sure.

I'm feeling pretty rojak nowadays. Mixture or eager, sad, (angry, definitely), happy, too. I've been here for many years. Ohh.

Lately, I noticed that I get angry very easily. I snap like there's no tomorrow. I snap at my sis, my mom. I know it's really bad, but I just do. I feel that way. I can't help it. But at least I'm aware. Even my guy gets his fair share. Pity him. And everyone. If it's any consolation, I only snap at people that matter to me. So the fact that I snap at them even proves that I love them..? Would you believe that?

Oh my goodness. I'm feeling very bored, you know. I do. I'm looking for fun things to try, but nobody seems available. Urgh..

Do tell me if any of you are looking for partners for something fun. And I mean something FUN only!

Love

to hell with titles

My goodness
I haven't been updating my blog since september? I'm surprised by my own ignorance..Really. I guessed and assumed that no one would give a damn if I don't post regularly. (Thanks, friends!)

Anyway..Since late september, I have been madly bz (aren't we all?) with hordes of assignments, and then came hari raya. Oh about that, I have something new to bitch about. I've invited 4 of my closest childhood friends for makan makan. Everyone were damn excited about catching up with each other. They've RSVPed. Only to cancel it in the eleventh hour. The foods and drinks have been prepared and set on the table. Apparently, Ms J has a flight to catch the next morning, Ms A had a steady stream of ppl came to her house for raya, and Ms. B sudddenly needs to balik kampung. Ah. I couldn't describe how disappointed I was. Thankfully, Ms Steph came dutifully in the spirit of raya. Ironically, of all these gals, the only one (on that particular night) who understood the spirit of raya is not even malay. She even came on time.She stood at the gate waiting for me to let her in :) I was delighted to see her. At least one came. I sighed.
I didn't invite my guy because I wanted it to be all- girls nite. In the end I had to beg for him to come because the food on the table is enough to feed 8 ppl, and there's only me and my friend. I had to lie to him on the phone when he asked specifically which raya food was there. I told him his favourite lauk was there waiting for him. He came in less than 15 mins.
Good boy. That's why I'm still with him after all these years. Always there for me.

Anyway, all I'm trying to tell is that I want to see my friends more often. I miss all of them (the good ones only). I think we take our friends and our loved ones for granted when we are aware that they are always here in the country. We don't make an effort to catch up, thinking 'what's the rush?.We can meet later.' But when we hear that our friend from Australia or India etc is coming over we spring into actions, simply couldn't wait to meet him/her. You don't know what you have till it's gone...

Am I right or am I right?