Monday, July 23, 2012
i left..
the 2g world. typing this post on my s3. Struggling with the auto correct and using a touchscreen keyboard for the first time in my life.w
Still prefer to type on my computer though . The good old keyboard is missed.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
2G Lifestyle
Was having lunch with my colleagues, ex-colleagues or rather, ex-programme mates to be exact.
We had a fun time when I first joined. When their PgM first joined them. Things were getting organised, the mentee is taught and groomed by all the seniors available (which practically includes every single soul cos I was the newest new comer, the rest all exceed 2 yrs of working exp.).
After 3.25 years in the company, I'm still leading a 2G lifestyle. An engineer leading a 2G lifestyle, making acquisition decisions for the 3G SAF. How ironic. But CHILL, i'm the only one. That's why they found it amusing.
The conversation started off from a recent spate of accidents due to human err stepping into the safety gap between station platform and the MRT. My colleague thinks its due to the generation (he calls it my generation) that fb/text/whatsapp/bbm/watch video as they walk around/take public transport/wait for things to happen.
I'm 2G because:
i) I did not claim company's internet and subscribe to i think 1 MB or 3MB BB for 15 bucks a month. Read: low usage - surf CNA, blog, fb < 1 hr a day avg.
ii) I do not bring the company laptop home to work. Ever. Never in my three years. (okay, maybe about three times?)
iii) I do not have a mobile device, no way to surf on the go. Still using a stupid phone. That sometimes does not receive sms or receive them one day late.
iv) I don't even bother to find out what time the next bus arrives via e iris system. I just WAIT. Sit, stare, looks around and wait. Unlike the new generation who's always doing something, surfin, chatting, talking on phone.
I think they're most in awe of no. ii) and iii). looks like engineers CANNOT live without the 3G lifestyle. Most engineers.
And after lunch, my colleagues, current colleagues are fainting that I cannot find the History at my web browser. Not able to restore my Outlook after it crashed. And somebody had to highlight that I graduated from xxxxx with a Degree in XXXX. lol. that was IT. that was the winner. really best.
We had a fun time when I first joined. When their PgM first joined them. Things were getting organised, the mentee is taught and groomed by all the seniors available (which practically includes every single soul cos I was the newest new comer, the rest all exceed 2 yrs of working exp.).
After 3.25 years in the company, I'm still leading a 2G lifestyle. An engineer leading a 2G lifestyle, making acquisition decisions for the 3G SAF. How ironic. But CHILL, i'm the only one. That's why they found it amusing.
The conversation started off from a recent spate of accidents due to human err stepping into the safety gap between station platform and the MRT. My colleague thinks its due to the generation (he calls it my generation) that fb/text/whatsapp/bbm/watch video as they walk around/take public transport/wait for things to happen.
I'm 2G because:
i) I did not claim company's internet and subscribe to i think 1 MB or 3MB BB for 15 bucks a month. Read: low usage - surf CNA, blog, fb < 1 hr a day avg.
ii) I do not bring the company laptop home to work. Ever. Never in my three years. (okay, maybe about three times?)
iii) I do not have a mobile device, no way to surf on the go. Still using a stupid phone. That sometimes does not receive sms or receive them one day late.
iv) I don't even bother to find out what time the next bus arrives via e iris system. I just WAIT. Sit, stare, looks around and wait. Unlike the new generation who's always doing something, surfin, chatting, talking on phone.
I think they're most in awe of no. ii) and iii). looks like engineers CANNOT live without the 3G lifestyle. Most engineers.
And after lunch, my colleagues, current colleagues are fainting that I cannot find the History at my web browser. Not able to restore my Outlook after it crashed. And somebody had to highlight that I graduated from xxxxx with a Degree in XXXX. lol. that was IT. that was the winner. really best.
Monday, May 28, 2012
The day is Near..
Finally, the day is near.
One Day More.
As the beginning inches close.
One Day More.
My days become happier.
One Day More.
The future brightens up.
I was once lost and deep in fear.
I was confused and deep in anxiety.
But something knocked me hard in the head.
And I found my way, saw light again.
Thank God.
One Day More.
As the beginning inches close.
One Day More.
My days become happier.
One Day More.
The future brightens up.
I was once lost and deep in fear.
I was confused and deep in anxiety.
But something knocked me hard in the head.
And I found my way, saw light again.
Thank God.
Friday, May 11, 2012
I MISS HOME!!!!!!!!! (already...)
Looking thru facebook
After such a draining week
I see how other friends are facing exam
Like I did before
I recall 'My Favourite Things'
And seek it out on YouTube
Feeling that all energy
Has been sucked out of me
It is a really soothing sound
Keeping anger is bad for health
Unable to let go of frustration
I succumb to it with my physical self
Fortunately I had the flexibility
To come home and sleep an afternoon away
Now physically much better
I tell myself to face the situation
With a bright smile
All over again
Of course there's the nostalgia
Of leaving home again
And the pity that I haven't met
So many dear friends and loved ones
I guess this is the time
I go to my piano
After a long period of neglect...
After such a draining week
I see how other friends are facing exam
Like I did before
I recall 'My Favourite Things'
And seek it out on YouTube
Feeling that all energy
Has been sucked out of me
It is a really soothing sound
Keeping anger is bad for health
Unable to let go of frustration
I succumb to it with my physical self
Fortunately I had the flexibility
To come home and sleep an afternoon away
Now physically much better
I tell myself to face the situation
With a bright smile
All over again
Of course there's the nostalgia
Of leaving home again
And the pity that I haven't met
So many dear friends and loved ones
I guess this is the time
I go to my piano
After a long period of neglect...
Monday, April 16, 2012
It's okay dear..
It's okay dear..
That you're sometimes so slow and dense.
It's really okay dear,
As your ignorance doesn't hurt others too much.
They will forgive you dear,
For the silly words of faith you speak.
They may not understand you dear,
But they open their arms wide to include you.
They may be exasperated dear,
But you test their patience well.
It's not too late to realise dear,
Even if you're to make the same mistaken faith.
You have chosen dear,
Not to lose your faith in innocence.
There are no right nor wrong in choices dear,
Neither will there be right or wrong opinions.
Keep your faith dear,
Even if this world will never be worth.
Keep going dear,
For that which inspires your life.
That you're sometimes so slow and dense.
It's really okay dear,
As your ignorance doesn't hurt others too much.
They will forgive you dear,
For the silly words of faith you speak.
They may not understand you dear,
But they open their arms wide to include you.
They may be exasperated dear,
But you test their patience well.
It's not too late to realise dear,
Even if you're to make the same mistaken faith.
You have chosen dear,
Not to lose your faith in innocence.
There are no right nor wrong in choices dear,
Neither will there be right or wrong opinions.
Keep your faith dear,
Even if this world will never be worth.
Keep going dear,
For that which inspires your life.
Monday, April 9, 2012
I like to be open..
I guess I'm now the total opposite of my younger self (although my K2 classmate still recognises me, lol..)
I used to keep myself a mystery, aiming to confuse.
Now I open my transperant self to all, regardless.
It makes me comfortable, I feel comfortable and strive to make myself comfortable in spite of the situations. I feel it helps the pple around me to feel comfortable when I'm in comfort too.
Now the picture is so clear, what I want is so clear. Although everything, the future and my fate is still unknown, but I feel a solid ground under me. No matter where I go, I know what I'm seeking, what I will look for.
Let me continue to read my mystery book then feedback ba..
I used to keep myself a mystery, aiming to confuse.
Now I open my transperant self to all, regardless.
It makes me comfortable, I feel comfortable and strive to make myself comfortable in spite of the situations. I feel it helps the pple around me to feel comfortable when I'm in comfort too.
Now the picture is so clear, what I want is so clear. Although everything, the future and my fate is still unknown, but I feel a solid ground under me. No matter where I go, I know what I'm seeking, what I will look for.
Let me continue to read my mystery book then feedback ba..
Sunday, April 1, 2012
What am I fighting for!??!
I have a loving boss,
More than a dozen caring colleagues.
And very very close friends within the department,
At least three who put me before themselves.
I'm never left out at work.
There are a million pple in ofx who will bring me out to exciting lunch places.
I have a good working relationship with ALL stakeholders.
I get to go home on time much more than most colleagues.
I sleep better than many friends I know.
I know how to do my work and handles my job scope well.
I am in a happy situation, happy environment.
So I'd really like to ask, what exactly am I fighting for?!?!?!
More than a dozen caring colleagues.
And very very close friends within the department,
At least three who put me before themselves.
I'm never left out at work.
There are a million pple in ofx who will bring me out to exciting lunch places.
I have a good working relationship with ALL stakeholders.
I get to go home on time much more than most colleagues.
I sleep better than many friends I know.
I know how to do my work and handles my job scope well.
I am in a happy situation, happy environment.
So I'd really like to ask, what exactly am I fighting for?!?!?!
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