Monthly Archives: October 2006

I hate the rainy weather.. It makes mosquitoes literally omnipresent… They’re everywhere and they’ve gotten me not once, not twice, but 8 friggin times, 8 bites that have swollen up on my arms and legs!! *spreads Mopiko on like a mad woman* Can anyone tell me why mosquitoes are attracted to my blood so much?? Don’t tell me it’s my blood type cuz none of my other family members and flatmates have gotten them. Grrr.

This reminds me of the lyrics in that Anger Management song that goes “I feel pretty oh so pretty, I am pretty and charming and bright…. and I feel sorry for the girls around me tonight…it’s alarming how charming I am…” lol. Enjoy! Dot is the cutest!!!

This side of me is hard to explain in my usual demeanor. Perhaps Poh can understand; compared to her, I’m such a simpleton. And stuff like this goes on in my head on days like this..

Diana Krall’s music fits today’s atmosphere like a tailored suit. Was listening to Abandoned Masquerade on my ipod on the train home. Was supposed to study criminology at the library but a phone call with Hunn turned my mood around. Nothing ominous or heartbreaking, just the realisation that mudanity has set in after all the wit & novelty.. I can’t blame him for feeling alienated from me due to the physical distance: he is, afterall, halfway round the world. I’m trying to be as honest as I can, since I claim to be speaking frankly, you understand. And knowing that I’m potentially boring puts me in this straight-jacket of mellow mood. Nothing I genuinely want to talk about interests him (except things pertaining to the unspeakables), and it saddens me to patronise him while he raves about the newest automobile he’s aiming to drive. Yet I still remember feeling spiritually connected to him whenever we spend time together (before we got separated by the pacific ocean), agree on a certain demeanor to take when dealing with certain situations, or on Pinky & the Brain being one of the cool things to like (strictly no McBeal types of shows interest him and I don’t appreciate wrestling) etc. Right now, I just miss the nearness of him.

It’s days like this, when I’m spending time alone (the line dividing loneliness & solitude can be so fuzzy sometimes, it’s infuriatingly confusing), things that I disapprove spring up before me and they irritated me ten times more… I don’t wanta sound discriminating but China men in their mid-forties should be abolished from restaurants, especially those who sit one table from me & can’t decide if they want black coffee or tea & hafta blabber like an air horn for a good ten minutes while I was trying to soak myself in the novel I was reading. And then his Gucci-clutching wife trots over and they move on to a bigger table behind the pillar where I can’t hear their blabber. Amen for wives with many shopping bags.

I forgot to mention yesterday that S’s hubby gave me a brief palm-reading and said I’ll die in a different place from where I was born, that I’ll probably spend my last days in Canada (better still, London) after travelling quite a bit. This reading suits me fine, really. Every additional day in this part of the world fortifies me against working here. Today’s weather was pretty good, if you disregard the humidity which never goes away. PSI reads 28 and because of the rain there came a stillness in the air which makes the atmosphere a tad sublime, calming & gloomy..

Perfect for contemplating the little things that get overlooked by busy people, like how perfect vision takes taken for granted, how immersed we are in justifying our own egos, how fleeting disposable cash is these days, how narrow-minded & biased we really are, how perverse & disgusting stuff grabs our attention, how controlled we are when all we want is to lash out at every person who stand in our way, how contented we are with the way things are we don’t even try to better ourselves even if we know we’re a good many bouts of effort away from our full potential. Mediocracy. It destroys people. Discontentment is the driving force behind ambitious people. I don’t understand how Singaporeans convince themselves living here for the rest of their lives is their destiny and they like it, when all I want is to get away from here as soon as I finish what I have to do here.

But then, I’m just another face in the crowd.

Hilarious Parody of Winnie the Pooh, Pinky & the Brain style! Enjoy.

Had a pleasant surprise today in school because Mr Pita had to miss class & Milton took over for a day! Everyone was still cheerful after class even though we had a lot to cover because Milton always makes us smile… :D
After class went over to S’s place to have lunch with C & Jijaji .. S cooks superb lamb shanks! Washed down the yummy food with sparkling rosé and then apple tarts and coffee for dessert… Had a lot to chat about at the dining table.. Mostly about how they (2 Sri Lankans who have been living in Saudi for the past 10 years + 1 Nepalese) couldn’t understand Singlish to how life is like in Saudi Arabia to palmistry to Mexican restaurants etc… So it’s a great afternoon spent.. Great food + great conversation = quality time… :)

Here’s a short clip featuring Pinky’s cute british accent.. ;)

I can’t believe Steven Spielberg created Pinky and the Brain!!

I know, it’s 4am in the morning, but after that late night coffee with Yun and her beau, I’m so mentally awake I can’t go to sleep at all. A few hours ago were my Daddy-O’s 56th birthday in JB, and Yun’s 21st bday celebration at this resort chalet in Loyang area. Dad got this really nice shirt & a seafood dinner (cheese-baked lobsters being the main star) from Tracy, my elder sis. Yun’s party was a huge bash & she had so many bags of birthday gifts it made me felt a pang of regret not to hold a huge 21st birthday party for myself earlier this year in January. Bleah. lol.

I am actually quite into parties. As in I’d love to host a good crowd & make everyone have a memorable time, BUT I dont’ like cleaning up after everybody leaves. Hahaa. Perhaps that’s why to date, I’ve only got 2 parties held in my name so far.. One was my 11th or 12th birthday, can’t remember. My lovely Mum cooked up a storm and all, and the party went great with games and presents and photographs that make me smile with nostalgia. The other one was my X’mas cum housewarming party in 2004. Also great party except there wasn’t enough food and my apartment was really sparse because I couldn’t afford a couch & coffee table & dining table. But the crowd was good, so that’s all it took to make it a great party. I still don’t really understand what made me want to have a party, cuz it was basically a party planned for people to get wasted, just that I think the food didn’t get the energy going cuz not everyone got the message that it was supposed to be potluck for the food. hahaha.

So much has happened since my last party…Had many firsts, changed schools, travelled a lot thanks to my beau, discovered the fact that I am

1. evolving to be an activist against inequality & injustice in humanity ( just hating the way good things happen to undeserving people and the unrelenting efficiency of Murphy’s Law on people who do deserve the good things in life) &

2. a realist, learnt a great deal about relationships and people in general,

3. got jaded with the way people succumb to bureaucratic red tapes & mediocracy, but

4. never getting tired of challenging authority (I suspect with the right kind of training & discipline I might have a shot in legal practice, except I don’t have that kind of discipline & can’t qualify for the training lol) because of Point One.

I suspect also that the next party I hold will:
- have excellent food & drinks
- have excellent music in my opinion
- have a deserving crowd that I approve to exist on Earth.. meaning they must be genuine in relationships, they must be trend setters without even meaning to, they must have self-respect without arrogance, have social grace and etiquette, they WILL be deserving of an invitation card at my discretion
- not be a flamboyant parade of hedonism (who’s got the latest priciest handbag/ shoes/ car/ clothes/ maid/ toyboy or girl etc)
- not be cheesy with that SG’rean styled lame-joke-MC-getting-volunteers-to-go-on-stage thing

LOL. I sound as if I’m already a diva.

Had my Conventions management exam today, pretty manageable, so that called for a celebration. Also got the results for Marketing – I got a distinction for it! yay for Szez for getting the hang of MCQ tests. muahaha. (people who know me know that essays are my forte)

Right after the paper we had the director of recruitment and other one I think it’s a F&B manager from The Broadmoor Colorado Springs to come and give a presentation on the 6/12 months job placement in the States, stuff like the positions available, the housing arrangements, the pay, etcetera. The presentation was pretty straight forward, but I didn’t like the fact that they only let you work in one position for your whole stay (you can request for experience in other departments for “cross-training” for a bit but they don’t provide job rotation which lets you try ur hand at more varied positions), and you gotta find ur own accomodation after like 30 days of stay in the hotel’s hostel. That’s like, extra costs and stuff with limited intern pay, so I wasn’t that impressed after the presentation.

And then it was, as usual, the Q&A session, and nobody had anything so ask (the principal tried to warm things up by asking sth about the sponsorship fees and stuff, but yea as usual Asian students aren’t that outspoken at all. )
so I raised my doubt about what happens during the job (that’s when I realise they don’t do job rotation) and also after that, what happens, do you get to stay in the hotel or other hotels in the States for a full time position (meaning you no longer get intern pay and you get a work permit instead of the intern visa) to which they said no, you can’t stay to work in any hotel and you hafta go back to where you’re from (in my case, Malaysia) to work for 2 years so you can transfer your knowledge you learn from the States to your home country.

Well this came as surprise to me cuz my school never told us anything about the nature of the job placement / internship. Apparently you go there on a J1 internship visa and the rule about having to work outside the States after your 6/12 months of intern applies to all employers who employ international interns under the J1 internship visa program.

This means that a student who has plans to continue work in the States after their intern can’t do that because of the nature of the J1 internship visa! This major catch to that glorious opportunity to start your career in the States with an internship was so obscenely left out in my school’s website, the brochures they have and from the school administration itself that I’m beginning to think it’s time for some genuinely useful information to be included in the prospectus!

For students who have no knowledge of US internships, they depend on the school for information they’re gonna need, since schools are supposed to be service providers. My school (this time I’m not afraid to announce their name) CONTINENTAL EDUCATORS, failed to mention (or should I say, misrepresented the nature of the internship by omission) that the internship was the J1 internship; they only mentioned that students will get the opportunity to work in the states in a 1-year job placement (they didn’t use the word internship, and J1 was never mentioned at all in the course of my program until today).

What’s more ridiculous was that the principal called me on my cell (and called my sister’s line, just because my phone was engaged, making her think it’s an emergency or something happened to me) shortly after I left the school to give me a lecture for asking the very question of what happens after, accusing me of “instigating” other students to do God-knows-what and such, repeating as an answer, to my proposal of including more information of the J1 trainee program for prospective students, that all information students need to know regarding what the school can do for them have all been communicated in the pre-registration briefing and interview and in the prospectus.
My very innocent inquiry perhaps put off the interest of students who have the desire to go for the job placement as a stepping stone for a career in the States, but it was never my intention to instigate or provoke or suggest or influence, in any way, any student who overheard my question during the Q&A session, to boycott this J1 internship program.

CE talks about striving to get feedback from students for improvement in their administration, and here they are, contradicting themselves. Blame the school administration for creating such a gaping loophole and therefore allowing me to bust their ass for the omission, and not moi, for their own fault. I feel so a tad amused & indignant beacuse the principal also hung up on me while I was still talking on the phone with him. Not very professional behaviour, I see. And apparently everybody who stayed behind at school could hear him blasting at me over the phone (cuz he didn’t close the door to his office and the school’s pretty small) and after he hung up on me he told told everyone “you HAVE to go back (to your country) after that internship!” repeatedly. A tad too late this information has come, I think.

So what’s it gonna be? I think the best way for the school to resolve this episode of raised voices and accusations is for the school administration to apologize for the lack of information on the US internship, and then rectify their mistake of omission (I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt here that perhaps they didn’t realise prospective students may see information on the J1 internship program as useful and crucial to their decision to sign up for the course in the first place) by inserting this information into their website and brochures.

To be the gentleman or the rogue, they get to choose. Afterall, this is a democratic & meritocratic country isn’t it?

I think i get extra observant when I’m in a bad mood. Was feeling rather down for the past few days, and the things I get to see when more things piss me off made me murmur “I want to kill people” most of the day…

Pet Peeves on the mrt….the infamy of you-know-who-you-are….own up!

-people who play music from their cell-phone’s speakers. terribly inconsiderate, and whoever they are obviously think they have great taste in music and other passengers would thank them for the free entertainment. the music quality is raspingly bad, and most of the time i can’t make out the lyrics at all. so pipe down, imbeciles.

-this is like part 2 of the first type of ppl..them who wait for their phone to ring for like, what, 30 seoconds before they answer, because, oooooh they’ve got kewl ring tones that they wanta show off. piss off! if you want gd music, plug in your ipods and keep your music to yourself.. PLEASE…

-people who just keep staring at you with no expressions on their faces. I’m not sure if they’re sleeping with their eyes open or something, but I find people staring straight at me, and it’s disconcerting especially because when i stare right back at them, they continue to stare at me unflinchingly! They don’t even look away! It’s pretty spooky. I usually just keep my head down these days so I don’t notice anyone staring because I’ll be engrossed in my book. I always have a book to read on the train. heh.

-people who read the papers and take up 2 seats. or worse, CONTINUE to take up space when someone seats right next to them. What’s the deal with middle-aged, paper-reading men on the train? they like to open their legs so wide they block my leg space. When stuck in this situation, I usually just stand up and move to another spot on the train. grr.

-people who carry a designer bag with the brand logo plastered all over just so they can show that they’re carrying a designer bag but their clothes don’t even match the bag, like women in This Fashion kind of clothes or just tee shirt and shorts, and they’ll have a small luxury handbag (usually the design’s nothing special. Think the conventional LV or Gucci monograms) hanging off their elbow. I’d kill myself if I design a nice bag and people carry it with thrashy clothes. seriously. you gotta match the clothes with the bag especially when you want designer bags! Don’t carry designer to show you can afford one (because usually that’s the only one you have, isn’t it). Carry a designer bag when you can afford decent clothes at least, to go with it.

Met this super patriotic librarian door man (security guard who keeps bags and writing pads with notes on them off the reference section..don’t ask me why they do that. The only reasons i can think of is they’re afraid you might plant a bomb to destroy their reference books, and they wanta earn the money off you from the photocopy machines) who kept saying his government is really generous because it sponsors foreign talents with scholarships & PR-status…It’s funny how fiercely he praised his government but denied himself to be pro-government when I asked him if he was. Anyways, he’s just an old bugger. I refused to flame him. Had more important things to do.

I love Dot! Used to have a tee-shirt with Dot in front.. Where did all the good old cartoons disappear to? Pinky & the Brain & Animaniacs & Ninja Turtles (don’t like the post 90’s ones..) are like my favourites…!
Enjoy this one.. Got a little cartoon crazy today. hah.