Somethings wrong...

I distinctly remember the time when work was rather bad. When the manager held distinctly different values, and we were struggling to keep up with management and contractor's needs.

I couldn't imagine a worse situation. And now I'm experiencing exactly what I couldn't imagine.

We have four seniors. Pgm, dm and two pes. They think they try to agree with each other. But as development team, we are at the receiving end of mixed designs, contradicting advice and asked to redo things requested for to ever so new requests and change of mind and designs.

In the past, work was hard. But I somehow managed to keep my optimism. Partially cos there was little rewards that drop in now and then from the users or contractors. And on hindsight, partially because the team around me shared my woes. They agreed with my difficulties.

But now, my rewards come from the pitiful team. From my trying to save them from rework. Its not rewarding so to speak. And there's no one to share my woes. The team is too young to realise what is so screwed up. While I'm unable to encourage the seniors to help us better. Maybe they're just a bad fit with each other.

Inconsiderate SG pple

This old man was travelling on bus number 33 from Kent Ridge to Bedok on the 11pm bus. He's so inconsiderate, I got so pissed I decided to take this photo to show the WORLD how inconsiderate old men can be. He put his dirty shoes on the bus' HANDLE BAR!!! man, can you imagine? Now I'm gng to be afraid of touching that handle bar EVER!

Nobody Understands...

Nobody, NOBODY at all, understands my plight.

They are even happy that I do not have a job. How evil. If i start working, they expect a treat. Now that I dun have a job, happier they are. Evil humans.

They think they're consoling me. They ask me to appreciate the free time I have. That I will never have such a free time. Yea. These pple born with a silver spoon in their mouth. Do not know the hardships of survival. Struggling to pay for the next meal. Worrying over the next few days. Desperately in need of an income.

Pple who sign bond for the free tuition overseas. Only wanting to tour they graduation year away. Will never understand someone like me. Who even before graduating, even before the last semester already desperately in need of the job. The income. I have a family to support. You have a family to support you. Of course you wouldn't understand.

I cannot buy anything!!!! :'(

The worse thing about having NO INCOME is that I stopped all my buying. Like I saw this SET of really fashionable clothes, trendy tee and slimming tights.. but is not CAPABLE of buying! I cannot afford to spend on any piece of clothing when I'm struggling to pay for the next meal.

Sigh.. who can buy for me? Please.. i really love that tee and tights from Fox.. oh please.. will you buy for me please???? :(

He's just NOT that into ME

yah.. so you know, if the guy's really interested, he'd come for ya? At least that's one of the points made in that movie.. which I later added-on for leng - provided He's American. So it doesn't exactly work for Asians? Cos unlike the westerners, Asians are simply TOO shy? poor, pitiful Asian girls and pathetic Asian boys. Think both sides want the best of -sexual equality- which totally contradicts itself in its own way.

So stop sitting around the phone, start attempting for the 100th time to MOVE ON, and erz.. never give up on love? sorry its hard for someone to come to terms with that. never give up? after exp. so much, seeing so much, hearing so much, talking so much, i'm not so sure about never giving up. In fact, I have put an expiry date on it already!

yah! if he's into you, he'd want to make you happy? the exception in the show was he was willing to marry her to make her happy? but the other who was forced to marry didn't turn out well? so what does it say anyway?

All in all, I concluded:
you're neither the exception nor the rule, just unique

that certainly doesn't help does it? well, pathetic as love may seem, the movie's good and great with the amazing chemistry and star work.

(RE-)Opening of Old Airport Road

Well, Old Airport Road, i.e. the road that runs right across my block is re-opening on monday and they're celebrating today. It's disgustingly noisy downstairs now (esp. since i stay on the 2nd level) Its not like they have one music you know. They're like blasting both english and chinese songs AT THE SAME TIME. So you get this messy of ugly noise. Imagine mixing rojak and herbal chicken soup.

Yes, and I'm blogging in this noise. Imagine how disturbed i must be.

I have not blogged..

As I've been ill... this pain in the throat makes me feel like sleeping every minute of the day...

(msn's damn irritating these two days it doesn't allow me to log in!)

i got the shirt i told you i tailor made today, but i have no photos. tucked it into my cupboard le. Maybe when i finally do have a picture of it i will post. But i'm not too elated with it. It doesn't make me look dashing, its so normal, its very upsetting. Maybe I'm just in an upset mood la. But I should've chosen something different. I like round collar, and no-stripe and some OTHER colour. Also, SHE BLUFFED me! She said the material is wrinkle-free, totally full load of crap. I feel so cheated. By the man who acc me to choose the shirt and the woman who served us. it feels more like a 20 dollar shirt to me. Damn i'm seriously making it sound bad. But i really dun think its worth the money.

Toilet Episode

I was at Harbourfront toilet today. And I just had to blog what I saw.

There was this dark-skinned lady in the baju kurung at the sink. Cries of a baby could be heard. As I walked closer, I saw a baby so red and tiny I swear its even tiner than my soft toy eey-ore. At most the height of my arm's length, and totally naked (if you're curious, its a boy), his mother was splashing the tap water on him and he cried at the touch of such cold water. I stared for a moment, about 2 minutes to be exact. Cos I was so apalled I'm not sure if i should recommend the mother a more suitable place for the baby's bath. It's just a week's old baby! And its succumbed to being bathed in the toilet?! Absolutely unimaginable. I was too stunned for words hence walked out without comment.

IBM Certification Agony

I must say, its been a long night.

Went to wait at SOC1-809 at 5pm sharp. There was the usual before PE atmosphere except that this time, I'm the student (not the invigilator). And we waited..

and waited..

Till 5.20pm. Some guy went into the room to switch on the lights, thus we entered. We were given instructions that we will need to login to some account online where the online test will be administered. The most problematic thing was that some proctor will have to enter the code manually for each and every 100 of us before we can even start attemping any question.

And so we waited again.

I was very impatient already as even if they had kept their punctuality I'd have to squeeze in dinner time then rush to Choir practice LATE. Not to mention that I'm so not keen on taking the test anymore as the certification doesn't seem useful (CXXX uses mysql). Also, I might not pass anyway since I didn't manage to finish studying. URgh. So i smsed my darling trying to keep my cool. (Otherwise I'd be screaming at the proctor, at bressan at all the stupid pple who's involved in the delay.)

And then it was 6.20pm. The proctor is slowly approaching my row. If I were to wait till he came to activate my account, and assuming I rush thru the test in 60 mins( meant to be a 90 min test), I'd get to leave at 7.30pm, hungry. If i eat, i can make my way to Choir at 8pm and probably reach slightly after 8pm if i'm lucky to catch a bus. However, I decided to use more conservatives estimate which ended up in me arriving at Choir just nice when it ends at 9.30pm. So it didn't make sense. I walked up to Bressan and told him it's not possible for me to take the test at 6.30pm as I need to practice as I have a performance on Sat. Bressan was nice, he made sure i signed so i get the 100 bucks back etc.

Overall, it was a very pissful 1hour and 20 minutes. I was still very pissed after I left cos that meant I had wasted yesterday studying when I could've done my laundry, cleaned my room, tidied up the cupboard or go shopping!

Damn. Now i do hate NUS + SoC + IBM.