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About Me
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:: in my 20s ::
:: malaysian ::
:: pj, selangor ::
:: don't smoke nor drink ::
:: multimedia designer ::
:: likes hamsters ::
:: likes anime ::
:: sometimes curse ::
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| Wonderful Dinner |
| 01.30.04 (6:13 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Phew! Here I am, Saturday morning, in the office, having my breakfast. Actually I'm not very hungry. Dinner last night was wonderful. I had dinner with a bunch of ex-colleagues, people I've known during my stint in a dot com company over at Phileo Damansara. These guys are the best colleagues I've met in my entire working life so far. I will always treasure them. Although we have all left the company (due to various reasons involving OUR money), we still keep in touch with each other. Although we couldn't get everyone, never the less it was great to meet up with some of them who could come. Come to think of it, if all the ex-staff came, wahlau... the number would be great!
Ok, we had dinner over in this restaurant in Tropicana. Can't remember the name of the place, but there's only one fishing pond in Tropicana :wink: We ordered:
1) Yee Sang (for starters)
2) 4 Heavenly Kings -- comprises of 4 different types of vegetables, namely long beans, 4-angle beans, brinjals & can't remember the last vege
3) Another plate of veg -- fried with garlic
4) Fried Tou Foo with mayonnaise -- yummy!
5) Cod fish -- slurp!
6) Yam -- woo-kok in cantonese
7) Cheese Crabs + a plate of Fried Buns to drip into the cheese sauce. Now this is a very special dish, my 1st time eating it. The buns are slightly fried to achieve the crispy texture but it's not oily. The crabs are cooked in this cheesy sauce which is slightly spicy, but very appetizing. Wonderful sauce... *slurp*
The bill came up to RM 302, not bad huh? At 30 bucks a head (10 pax), I think it's a pretty good meal. Eventhough the restaurant was really packed (due to the festive season), the service was quick, no long waits for your food. And the food... man... I'm still full after last night's dinner. Fat liao :shock:
Oh man! Just got a memo from the management. Feb 5 (which happens to be a public holiday for Selangor -- Thaipusam & Chap Goh Meh together), is a working day for us. Boohoo :cry: Public holiday oso have to come back to work. Although 1 day will be added to our annual leave... but it sure sucks to work on a holiday. Bother, 5pm I ciao straight. Got dinner in KL :P Another meal!!!
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| Eshh Eshh... |
| 01.29.04 (10:57 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I was so looking forward to Monday's gathering at a friend's place in Sunway. But it seems like nobody bothered to check their emails. And even if they did, nobody bothered to RSVP back. Come on you guys... give lar some response. That's the problem with gatherings. A whole bunch of people wanna meet up, all say the same thing. "Yes yes, let's meet up! So long never see each other lar." But when we do organise it, everyone keeps quiet. No replies, no RSVP, no answer. Sms, no reply, email no reply, call you, say not sure. Come one, you guys are grown ups, act like one. If you're busy, at least inform the organiser you're busy. Just keep quiet, expecting wat? You expect a big big invitation card, with the frills & balloons izzit? That's the reason why I chose to let this year's gathering be organised by someone else, cos I get sien organising for this bunch of people at times. Have to personally call and ask them one-by-one "Eh, you wanna come ar?" The answers are all similar "Dunno yet lar, who's going ah?" or "I not sure ler". Dang... :roll: Why bother who's going? It's a gathering, the same one we have every year lar. You know everyone there. Everyone knows you there.
Ah well, this year was another gathering failure. Heck, we'll see how next year fairs. And to the organiser, Ian, I know you did a good job trying to organise the gathering this year. And I know you're disappointed about the bad response (hey, I gave my RVSP earlier, so don't blame me ar). We'll see how next year.
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| My Head Not In |
| 01.28.04 (11:24 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I remember some time in 2000, I decided to quit my full-time job and decided to pursue a part-time course in Multimedia in a nearby institute. My plan was to work part-time during the day, and attend the Multimedia course at night (my full-time job was damn sucky anyway). I figured one of the best places to get a part-time job was in 1Utama, due to the close proximity to my home and for the number of buses that stop outside 1Utama. I thought by taking a part-time job, I can take the bus to the institute after work.
So off I went to 1Utama with my sister as company. I was in luck, lotsa shops were hiring. I decided to try my luck in PDI. I walked in and asked this sweet looking female staff if I could speak to their supervisor.
Me: Hi. I'm here to inquire about the part-time position. Can I speak to your supervisor?
Girl: Errr.... huh?
*I thought that the background music was probably too loud, thus she can't hear me. So I asked again, this time a bit louder
Me: I'm here to inquire about the part-time position. Can I speak to your supervisor?
Girl: Err.... *blank look* *blink blink*
At this point, I was beginning to wonder if her hearing was bad, or did she even understood a word I said. My sister proceeded to repeat the question
Sis: Your supervisor. Is he/she in? Can we speak to your supervisor?
Girl: Errr.... my head not in... *smiles innocently*
From that moment, my sis & I knew immediately the girl's english was extremely poor and that she wasn't deaf, she just didn't understand what we were saying. I politely said Thank You and we both ran out as fast as we could and just burst out laughing! My Head Not In!!! OMG!!! That was one of the funniest moments in my job hunting experience :lol: I don't mean to offend anybody with poor english out there, but pleeeaaseeee if you can't speak english well, just say so.
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| I'm A Main Character! |
| 01.28.04 (9:54 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Woohoo, I'm the newest main charater in Dr. Liew's latest story-telling saga :lol: I don't know what the great story-telling doc has installed for me (for us!), but I'm sure it'll be a blast!
Click here to read it: Snow White Prologue
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| Happy Birthday Everybody! |
| 01.27.04 (6:45 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Today is the 7th Lunar Day, also known as "Yan Yat" in cantonese -- which means it's everbody's birthday :D So Happy Brithday To Everyone Out There!!! My mum had reminded me about today, and said if I were to get back early, go tapau a small serving of yee sang back home. Hopefully my bf can get back early today to pick me up.
On another note, I helped my mum check her new MyKad status via JPN's website. My mum had previously went with my youngest sister to change to the new MyKad during the school holidays. She asked me to help her check whether she can collect the new MyKad, so I went to JPN's site and check lor. Funny thing was... my sister's kad was ready, but my mum's kad is still in process. Now they both renewed at the same time. So how can one kad be ready (it took less than 2 weeks), and the other still "dalam semakan" in process? Which goes to show the lack of system & efficiency within our government sectors. Anyway, even if you have he new MyKad, you still have to carry your old IC around cos apparently certain "uniformed" units don't have the equipment to read the new MyKad... so what's the purpose of carrying the new MyKad huh? I'll change to the MyKad next year...
During the 3rd of CNY, I met up with a few college mates of mine. I don't know how that happened, but there were words that I was getting married. The thing is... I didn't even know I was suppose to get married :roll: I had a good laugh after that. Grapevine grapevine.
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| Office-cum-Pasar Malam/Wet Market |
| 01.26.04 (8:10 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] The Account Manager (AM) stomped into the department and began questioning the status of her project in her extremely shrill voice:
AM: WHO IS DESIGNING MY VAN? *looks at the Creative Director (CD)* WHO IS DESIGNING MY VAN?
CD: No one *grin*
AM: HAR??? HOW CAN??? I NEED TO PRESENT THE VAN THIS FRIDAY? HOW COME NOBODY IS DOING MY WORK??? *hands in the air waving like a mad goose* *stomp stomp stomp* I NEED IT THIS FRIDAY!!! SOMEBODY DO IT!!!
I was sitting at my cubicle observing her reaction. I wanted to laugh cos she reminds me of those housewives in wet markets/pasar malam. Seriously woman, this is an office, not some market lah. There's no need to scream or shout. Everytime she comes up here, the whole floor can hear her loud & clear. It's like a tornado sweeping through with speeds up to 350KpH ~~*wooossshhh*~~
Freaky...
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| Something Nice To Share |
| 01.25.04 (6:39 pm) [edit] |
Grateful
Autmn pale, labyrinth skies
Passage to your soul, through your eyes
Ancient desert, endless sands
Soft gentle touches from your hands
Unphathomed mysteries, ocean depths
Words and kisses flow from your lips
Cool, clean breezes, winterish air
Cascades of sunshine ripple through your hair
Majestic mountains, snowy peaks
Long embraces, cheek to cheek
Giant tree, sheltering bark
Love and honor within your heart
Life and death, mixed together
Shared with you, so much better
Grateful
By, William M. Cooer
coopr2000@yahoo.com
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This poem brought tears to my eyes, Not only was it moving, I almost cried bcos the past couple of days, I've been pretty hard on someone very very dear to me, and instead of making things better, things got worse and I felt even more guilty. I was acting like a pig-headed fool that I was. After reading the poem, it was like a bolt of lighting hitting my head -- I should be grateful. Reading the poem brought back so many good & happy memories, and reminded me that we still have many good & happy events coming our way, waiting for us to experience it together. I can be so cynical at times, but it was always he that brought my senses back together. And for that I am grateful...
It never fails to happen. We tell other people to appreciate things, but we sometimes do not practise what we preach.
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| G-man Encounter |
| 01.21.04 (12:34 am) [edit] |
Me: *tweaking, streaming for internet radio stations*
G-man: Olivia... hi...
Me: Yea, hi... *continues with my internet radio find*
G-man: I wanna ask... I have this file rite. Is there any software which is PC & Mac compatible to view the file?
Me: Huh?!? What file is this?
G-man: I mean... is there like a software which can view video file, both PC & Mac? Got anything can convert or not?
Me: What file is it?
G-man: It's a video file. Movie, Quicktime.
Me: If the PC/Mac has Quicktime, can view lar.
G-man: Oh ok... I'm trying to email this file to my friend in the US. Can I email it?
Me: How big is the file?
G-man: 7Mb
Me: No, you can't email it. It's too big.
G-man: Cannot? Then how to send it?
Me: Dude, what email account are you using to send the file?
G-man: Hotmail...
Me: *sigh* Hotmail does not allow you to send anything more than 2Mb... :roll:
G-man: Oh shit! Then how ah? Then how come I can download stuff from internet which is 10Mb or more?
Me: You're downloading from their server. Emailing is different. There are limits. Even Outlook Express has problems sending large files.
G-man: Like dat ah? Then can I upload the file into office server ah?
Me: No, it's only for office use.
G-man: Ohh... *gives me a stupid smile*
Actually, the above conversation was much much longer, cos he asked more crap, but I was too lazy to type every single crap he asked. So this is just a summary. It's Chinese New Year eve. I will tolerate until 5pm. After that, I'm running out of the office!!! MUAHAHAHAHA :twisted: This wll be my last post for the time being. See you guys next week. Adios monami.
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| Wishing All A Very Blessed Chinese New Year + Happy Holidays |
| 01.20.04 (6:01 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] To all my readers out there, just wanna wish all of you Gong Xi Fa Chai. If you're chinese celebrating this auspicious festival, Gong Xi Gong Xi Gong Xi Ni. If you're not chinese, happy holidays yar. Collect more angpows, wish more people (in hopes of getting a bigger loot?), eat more yee-sang, more cookies, get fat-fat-fat *LOL* Let's all welcome the Monkey with open arms, good wishes and good will :D
Xien Nian Kuai Le
Wan Shi Ru Yi
*dong dong dong chiang* *dong dong dong chiang*
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| Stupid Chefs |
| 01.19.04 (10:58 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I had just gotten back from a long meeting with a telco company, and I'm starving. In fact, I was already starving during the meeting. There were some kuih on the table during the meeting, but I never really liked those kuihs with santan & gula melaka -- too sweet. Furthermore, the meeting room was getting colder by the minute :? Finally, when the meeting was adjourned, by the time we left the building, it was 2pm++ You can imagine the hunger pangs. *growl growl growl*
So the moment I reached office, I went to this nearby mamak restaurant to tapau some maggi goreng -- since the nearby chinese stalls were all close, I had no other options. I distinctively told the indian cook "Bungkus Maggi goreng. Tak Mau cili". He even repeated my order "Tak mau cili?" I said "Ya, tak mau cili". My order ended up to be Maggi Goreng WITH chilli & extra sambal!!! :evil: I didn't know until I opened it!!! WTF WTF WTF!!! It's so spicy, but I have to eat it cos I'm hungry, and there's no other option available. WTF WTF WTF!!! I'm dousing myself with water now... And to think that tapau cost me 3 lousy bucks!!! *sigh*
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| CNY Background Music |
| 01.19.04 (5:57 pm) [edit] |
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[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Just added a CNY background music for the fun of it :lol: I thought it's kinda cute. Thanks to LcF. Sure makes my blog more upbeat!
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| Comments Link Went AWOL -- fixed |
| 01.18.04 (10:14 pm) [edit] |
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[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] This morning after I submitted my entry, I noticed to "view/add" link was missing. I wasn't the only Tblog user to encounter the problem. But anyway, the problem's been fixed by the people at Tblog, so keep them comments coming people... good, bad, nasty, sweet, everything lah :lol:
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| My Say -- Disclaimer Policy |
| 01.18.04 (6:33 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I got quite a nasty reply regarding my previous blog on Mariah Carey. The dude sort of like "marah" me for being so influenced by western culture. Problem was, his reply was written in BM (maklumlah my BM oso so-so only) and it was so panjang, I got lost reading it. So anyway, this is for all you readers out there. It's best you fully understand that this blog is entirely MY BLOG, and I have every write to type whatever I wanna type. It's my opinion, and like the title of my blog says it - "MY SAY". It's MY SAY.
Disclaimer Policy:
1) I write what I want to write. I say what I wanna say. Be it crap, rubbish, vulgar, rude, sweet, sour etc. It's MY BLOG, MY SAY.
2) If you don't like what you're reading, stop reading & close the window. No one ask you to continue reading bah!
3) If you don't agree with my opinion, that's just too bad cos this is my blog, and I write what I want to write. You have every right to disagree with my opinions, but I also have every write to disagree with your opinions and delete your entries. MUAHAHAHAHAHA :twisted:
4) This is directed to muring-wien -- Dude, get yourself a life lah. You so duka about my blog, jangan baca lah. Buat apa you baca, get yourself all upset. Tutup Windows dan pergi tidur. And yes, you should say minta maaf a few more times for taking up so much of space in the comments box. My mata sakit reading your long reply, I chose to stop reading it after the 1st few lines cos it's making my head woozy.
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| Bummer... |
| 01.16.04 (7:35 pm) [edit] |
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[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I'm stuck in the office on a Saturday. Bummer :roll:
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| PAS says no to Mariah -- Screw it PAS!!! |
| 01.15.04 (7:19 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I just read through The Star news. PAS has strongly disagreed on the idea of songstress diva Mariah Carey (I call her the Booby Lady. Her boobs are so huge!!!) performing in the country. Booby Lady is scheduled to perform in KL on Feb 22, which coincidently, is also Awal Muharram. Her concert in Malaysia is part of her Charmbracelet World Tour, and is said will be attracting many fans from countries like Indonesia & Singapore. It's kinda like the Linkin Park concert, have it in one location, and all the neighbouring countries fly in.
PAS's excuse was Booby Lady was known for her sexy, seductive, provocative & obscene act, and it's actually very very bad for Malaysian to see Mariah bouncing about on stage. Can spoil the eyes & mind you know... children will dress sexily like her, teenagers will want big boobs like her, and the men will oogle and drool over her voluptous body (read: molest, rape, sexual fantasies). Mariah will also perform in Saudi & Indonesia, but they're not making a fuss. Bloody PAS, you dowan to see, don't seelah! Shut the fuck up. I tell you arrr... it's those people like Hadi & Nik Aziz & their troops causing problems. The long hours their heads spend under those skull caps have caused severe brain damage. All grey matter has rotted away, so they can't think right.
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| Yesterday's Story |
| 01.15.04 (6:46 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] This actually happened yesterday, but I couldn't blog about it cos Tblog was down for maintenance, hence I couldn't write anything. Ah well, stale news is old news... but I'm blogging about it anyway :P
Story #1:
My colleague had a close encounter with snatch thieves yesterday morning. She has just parked her car near the houses (behind my office lot) and was about the get out when she noticed from the rear mirror, a motorbike circling. Her instinct told her something's not right, and she quickly lock her car door. The moment she locked the door, the motorbike sped towards her direction and the pillion rider tried to open her car door! But they failed and fled the scene. My colleague immediately called another male colleague and waited for him to come. She was lucky. I tell you ahh... all these indons are causing so much of problems ever since the government let them into this country. Bloody bastards are now robbing & killing our people. A few of my colleagues had previously encountered snatch thieves as well. 2 of them had a nasty fall and bad bruises. All these bloody menacing indons ought to be shot, rolled over by those flattening machines (those you see tarring the roads and flattening VCDs - don't know what they're called), whipped until their ass bleed, rolled over again, fed to a pack of while dogs and the remaining body parts be used as shark food :twisted:
Story #2:
This happened later in the evening. It tells you what can happen when talking to imbeciles.
The Jr. Art Director, G-man, got some files from a client and wanted to have it extracted out. I didn't understand why he couldn't use his own Mac drive to open the CD, but I didn't bother asking cos talking to him was like talking to a really thick concrete wall. He approached my colleague and proceeded to ask her if she could help him extract the files out. She asked him what files are those, and he replied they're QuarkXpress files - Version 5. Problem was, the office is using a slightly lower version - Version 4. So even if she extracted the files out, G-man can't open it. Just when that happens, I walked into the department...
G-man: Olivia, can you open this CD for me?
Me: What's in it? (I hate looking at G-man. makes me wanna beat him up)
G-man: The client passed some files over. Can you extract them out?
Me: What file format is that?
G-man: QuarkXpress 5
Me: I don't have Quark installed in my PC.
G-man: I think it's a PC file. Can you just try & open it?
Me: *mumbles under my breath and pops the CD into my drive* Bzzz Bzzz Bzzz - drive reading the CD
Me: It's a Quark file. I can't open it here.
G-man: Err... why can't you open it?
Me: Cos I don't hv Quark installed in my PC.
G-man: You... don't hv QuarkXpress?
Me: No
G-man: You... can't open the file?
Me: No
G-man: So... you don't use QuarkXpress?
Me: Dude... this is the Interactive Dept. We don't use QuarkXpress cos we don't handle print (at this stage, my blood pressure was close to exploding)
G-man: So... you don't have the software?
That did it. I practically had to refrain myself from grabbing his head and bashing it into my monitor. I wanted to shout at G-man "WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!!!" I took a deep breath... breathe breathe breathe...
Me: No, we don't have the softwre. We don't use the software. Only your dept (advertising dept) uses QuarkXpress. And even if we extracted the files out, you can't open it cos it's a higher format!
G-man: Emmm... so you don't have Quark at all?
Just as he finished his sentence, another designer came in and I proceeded to explain to that designer the whole situation. The designer promptly understood what I said and said he'll get the client to resave the files in a lower format. I then took the CD out and gave it to the designer. As for G-man, he's lucky someone came to his aid. Otherwise, I would take my swiss army knife out and just stab his throat and cut his tougue out! Bloody fuck!!! What don't you understand? Stupid stupid immature imbecile. I have half a mind to send you to the dog pound, but then, the dogs will probably bite your dick off for being such as ass. How the fuck did you end up as a Jr. AD. Gawd, have mercy on all the working soul here.
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| Burn My Nostrils |
| 01.13.04 (10:45 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] OK, now we all know the reason we wear perfume/cologne is to smell nice & fresh. That's fine. What I don't understand is how some people can wear such smelly stinking fragrance, walk around with it and pollute the air around it! Like hello?? Perfume is suppose to smell good, smell nice.
This actually happens in my office on a daily basis. Every once a while, my colleague, T will come up and look for the managers located on this floor. Don't get me wrong, she's a nice gal (when she doesn't drive me up the wall). Problem is her perfume. It really gets to me. It's so-so-so-so strong, it actually burns my nostrils! I end up coughing everytime she comes up here. And it's not those flower smelling, sweet scent type. It's "god-only-knows-what-kind a-smell" perfume, really really beh-tahan. Seriously, a person can suffocate. There should be a rule that says "Wearing dangerous & possibly life-threatening perfumes are strictly not permitted in public areas". It's to protect us innocent nice smelling people from burnt nostrils and allergy coughs.
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| Kanasai...!!! Car Prices Go Up!!! |
| 01.12.04 (8:02 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] You heard me right... KANASAI :evil: Car prices are on the increase as we speak/type. This is like... so sad. This topic has been blogged here and here.
So now what? If we wanna buy new car, have to fork out more of our hard-earned cash, take longer car loans, work our ass of to cough the monthly installments. Banks will be damn happy cos they earn more interest. Oredi banks are offering up to 9 years car loan. WTF?!? 9 years just for car loan!!!
Although I have no plans to get a set of wheels so soon, but the news of car prices going up has gotten many of us pretty pissed. In a way, it sort of dashed the idea of getting new wheels in the future. So my next best option is getting myself a scooter/kap-chai. But first, I must go sit for my motorbike lesen... haha... Watudoo, our public transport is so bloody fucked up, the main reason why many people have cars of their own. Unlike Singapore, their system so *geng-chow. Wonder when will Malaysia reach that stage of systematic efficiency... :?:
*geng-chow = means superbly good in cantonese
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| Ramly Burger Invades Singapore!!! |
| 01.12.04 (12:03 am) [edit] |
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According to the news, our very own "Buatan Malaysia" Ramly Burger has taken Singapore by storm! Singaporeans love our burgers!!! The grease, the dripping fats... ALL OF IT!!!! Muahahahahaha :twisted:
Read more about it here
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| Rich Dad, Poor Dad |
| 01.11.04 (8:52 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] I went to the new 1-Utama wing (2-Utama?) yesterday. Went to the new MPH bookstore, 2-floors, damn a lot of books :P Bought myself the Rich Dad, Poor Dad book. Yes, I know... I'm a little late in reading all these #1 best-sellers as rated by some publisher bla bla bla. I never was one to read those self-help books anyway. Maybe that explains my pathetic nature at times :lol: So what made me decide to buy the Rich Dad, Poor Dad book? Well, quite a few of my friends have been telling me go read the book as a source of inspiration & guidance. About things to do with wealth and getting rich and staying rich. One friend even emailed a URL for me to read a few pages of the book and get the feel of it before deciding whether or not to buy. So after reading the 1st few pages online, I thought "Why not buy the book and read more about it? No harm :) "
So I bought the book. To tell you the truth, after reading the 1st few pages online, I thought the book was pretty interesting, hence I decided to buy it. At least it gave me a good insight as to what the book is all about, and what sort of information it was trying to relay to all the readers. When I told my bf I plan to buy the book, he was a bit suprised (cos he knew I was never one to buy/read self-help books). The conversation went something like this:
Me: I plan to buy the RDPD book. I read some pages online, some friends have even advised me to get the book.
BF: *snicker* Really? You really plan to get the book?
Me: Yup. No harm marrrr.... just read only.
BF: You know what happened when AC (his female uni friend) read dat book?
Me: She quit her job as is now bumming around. I know, you told me. But the RDPD book never said to stop working and just laze around and be hopelessly dependant on other people. Obviously, your friend got the wrong idea from the book.
BF: True true... hehehe...
So it turned out that SOME people misinteprated the information from the book poorly. Like AC for example, for the past few years she's been job-hopping. After reading the book, she quit working altogether and went back to her hometown up north and bumming. I don't think dat's the message the book wanted to relate. I think it's more of how to get your money to work for you. About financial independant, control & wise investment. How to get out of the Rat Race. I've only read until Chapter 2, so give me some time to understand the book more.
Another plan I have in mind is to kick-start my reading habit again. I read a lot when I was in school. I remember authors like Christopher Pike, Stephen King, Dean R.Kootz. I prefer reading thrillers, mind-boggling storylines, strategic white-collar crimes. Romance books tend to bore me. John Grisham is one of my fav. I hope to collect his books one day.
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| I Was Being Silly... |
| 01.09.04 (6:04 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Folks, if you've read my previous post (yesterday's wan lar), I bet many of you would be thinking I'm such an ass. Well, yesterday I was an ass (a big one too!). I know, I shouldn't be whining so much over my bf's task of fetching his relatives back home during the upcoming CNY season. Like some of you mentioned, it's family no matter what. Blood is thicker than water. I just didn't feel comfortable with the fact that the Js treat my bf like a driver, that's all. Well, my head is all cleared up now. I got my senses back together oredi ler :wink: Yes, I was silly, and I'm sorry for being a silly putty.
I guess I grew up not really understanding the phrase "blood is thicker than water". When I was much younger, I watched my own relatives fighting & argueing with each other over stuff... you guessed it... money & property. I saw them fight, bitch, yell at each other (after the death of my grandpa). Maybe the incident left a profound impact in my subconscious. I was bullied a lot by my cousins, and I was labelled "stupid" by my aunt. Maybe all the past experiences I had screwed my brains up... hehehe... Even until today, my relatives are still bitching about each other, but during social gatherings, all the pretentious faces will emerge. So where's the "blood water" bit... I really don't know. All I know is, the family friends I've known throughout these years (my parents' badminton kakis) are more like my own relatives, despite not having any blood ties with me. They watched me grow up, and I know if ever my family needs help, we can always count on them to answer our call.
Oh, I found my snoopy figurine liao. It fell behind my monitor. Guess the tape lost its stickiness... gotta find more tape now. Listening to MSN Radio now (stuck in the office for 1/2 day ler...)
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| *&#%^%@^#(&#^@ |
| 01.08.04 (10:24 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] For some strange indescribable reason, endless lines of vulgar words have been making a bee-line in my head. It's been running in my head since the tiff I had last night with my bf. Mind you, the vulgarity is not meant for my bf... but more towards his 2 Jelatek cousins (let's call them Js) who has no shame in using the generosity and well mannered nature of my bf to the maaaaaxxxxx... Let's not go there anymore. I shall just let my bf do what he thinks is right, and I'll stay in the background.
Anyway, here are some terms which I've heard coming from our Malaysian mouth:
tiu niama hai chow chi peeeekkkk
sei po kai ham kar chan
fuck you lousy mother fucker
puuuu kiiii maaaa
tiu lei lou mou ham ga ling
ka neh nah boo
chow chi bai hoi fa
Does anyone care to add more "creativity" to the above list?
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| Engrish.com |
| 01.08.04 (7:51 pm) [edit] |
Photo taken in China
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| A Matter of Choice |
| 01.08.04 (6:56 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Yesterday I had a minor tiff with my bf. It's uncanny,but this tiff tends to surface just before Chinese New Year. And it's on the same topic: Who he has to fetch back to his hometown. It goes like this...
Every year, my bf's uncle will fly down to S'pore during CNY to spend time with hs family... while my bf takes the uncle's car and drives it back to SP (dat's Sungai Petani, Kedah. If you're malaysian you'll know where). Now my bf has a few relatives living around PJ/KL as well, and they sometimes choose to follow in the same car back to SP. Which is alright, since everyone is going to the same destination. Problem was... there are 2 cousins who're not from SP. Instead, they're from Alor Setar, which is another hour's drive away from SP.
Now this years plan was to work someting like this: 1st, my bf picks up his aunt & cousin from Kepong & SS 2 respectively. Then, he heads down to Jelatek where the 2 cousins are residing and picks them up. After that, my bf has to drive all the way from Jelatek to Sg Buloh and exit there to go north from there cos of the Duta toll closure. Can you calculate the total distance of driving? Kepong & SS 2 is still ok, but from PJ to Jelatek is a 40 minutes drive. And from Jelatek to drive back to Sg Buloh is 50 minutes - 1hour... Furthermore, my bf has to drive all the way to Alor Setar first... before he can actually go back to SP. Can you imagine to total driving hours my bf has behind the wheel?
Call me selfish, but I didn't like the idea of those 2 cousins using my bf like some driver. Like take the bus man! 1st, Jelatek is like no where near "on-the-way" to any place. 2nd, you guys are from Alor Setar, 1 hour north of SP. My bf has to drive all the way to Alor Setar, drop you guys off, and drive back down another hour to SP. Do you know how tiring driving can be? No doubt there'll be stops, but still?!?
My bf kept telling me he has no choice. They are his family. I know that, and I respect that. But sometimes I feel there are limitations. I don't know... you tell me... I didn't want to talk to him about it cos I know we'll end up argueing. I really didn't like the fact those 2 cousins from Alor Setar think of my bf like a driver. Take the goddamn bus!
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| To Wear Or Not To Wear... That Is The Question |
| 01.08.04 (1:45 am) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Recently the certain state government reported that non-muslims in their ruling state cannot wear stuff like sleeveless tops, skirts must be without slits, no figure hugging tops too. Aiyo... apasal you people so like dat wan? Your mentality betui-betui backwards man. Sikalang 21st century lar, datuk. Summore say want to fine people if they don't follow rules. Tsk tsk... what kind of impression you want to give to tourist ahh? Next thing you know, they want us to wear hats & scarfs & gloves to ensure we don't expose any skin.
Stupidity never fails to impress people.
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| One Animal Eating Another |
| 01.06.04 (11:47 pm) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] The recent announcement from China about its move to exterminate civet cats (rats is next on the list) in order to make sure the cats don't reach the dinner plate for fear of spreading the deadly SARS led me to some quiet thinking. See what has happened? There's ample ducks, chickens, cows, pigs & veges for you guys to consume but noooo... you prefer to eat wild animals. Little wonder the wildlife is on the brink of extinction. We humans are such idiots. We were given a healthy living planet to live on, with plentiful resources to live on. But noooo... that's apparently not enough for some people. Thay want more. More More More...
Human greed & idiocy has led to several serious flaws which will ultimately change the course of how we live. Past few decades we've seen diseases jump breed from animals to humans. And the effects have been devastating. SARS was due to eating the infected civet cat. Mad Cow was due to eating a sick cow who was fed with another cow (cow eat cow?). AIDS was said to have come from the monkey (some pee-brain idiot fooled around with a money?).
Ignore me, I'm kinda bored rite now. The mind's wondering a little... gotta get back to my senses...
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| Here kitty kitty kitty... |
| 01.06.04 (6:48 pm) [edit] |
Here kitty kitty kitty... that's right my baby. Up up up!!! Nice kitty... You see how papa does it? Nice & easy.
Steve Irwin teaching his infant son how to feed his pet croc. Maybe he's hoping his little boy takes over his job as the Crocodile Hunter.
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| Gossips... bla bla bla... |
| 01.05.04 (6:31 pm) [edit] |
Probably one of the shortest wedding in history... Slutty pop tart Britney Spears apparently got hitched in Las Vegas in a joke that went too far, but has applied for an annulment as soon as she got hitched. The funny things superstars do. You think they'll have more brains... but apparently, most of them don't use their grey matter much 8) Here are some stories of Hollywood's shortest romance.
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| Yi-Leng-Leng-Sei |
| 01.02.04 (12:33 am) [edit] |
[image]oliviasy_644921841 .gif[/image] Ahh~~~ 2004 is here... Happy New Year everyone. My new year was pretty laid back. Didn't go to any countdown parties. Instead, I was at home watching DVD with my bf. Saw some fireworks display too... someone living in the penthouse on the other block was shooting them. Now if only he/she had the patience to wait until 00.00 to play them instead of 8.30pm...
And yesterday, I had dinner at a family friend's place. Prima Duta condo, some high-class area, but with low class road access (read: bad bad bumpy pothole roads). The host makes excellent rendang :P Yum-yum. And her fat cat was a major attraction. Last year he weighed 7kg... this year he's close to 9kgs!!! Holy cow!!! That is one FAT CAT. And the other black kitten, 5 months old, but already 4kilos... what the hell are you guys feeding them!!! Carbo-filled cat biscuits :?:
2004... another year... let's hope 2004 will bring us all better news. Now if you'll excuse me... I gotta go piss :wink:
*Yi-Leng-Leng-Sei is 2004 in Cantonese. Typically, the chinese do not like to be associated with the number 4 cos the sound is similar to the word die/death. Which explains why in high-rise places, the 14th floor doesn't exist... it is usually replaced with either 13A or 12B (if 13 is replaced with 12A, followed by 12B)
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