| when the going gets tough |
[ |
Wednesday
December 2nd, at 10:03pm
| | ] |
|
the tough get dreamin'.
would you believe it? It never did rain that day. The biggest irony in life is that the good times are only so because they dont last. I wish life were a perpetual holiday. sighs
I hate having to work with people.
|
|
| How I get through the week |
[ |
Sunday
October 18th, at 7:11pm
| | ] |
Monday: Monday
Tuesday: Not Monday
Wednesday: Midweek/ Half way through
Thursday: Pre Friday
Friday: Part of my weekend
Survival is a state of mind, yo. When I used to run (nowadays I crawl), it used to be alot easier getting through the run by dividing the long and arduous run into units, mainly almost half way and almost the end. Work (more specifically being in the presence of my yokel boss) is alot more torturous than running so it requires smaller units to get through. Gosh, I realised I'm aging alot quicker now that I live for the weekends. This effectively means that 4/7 of my life (more accurately 3.5/7 since I technically go into weekend mode come thursday :P) is spent counting down to the weekend. This gets worse because arguably, my weekends arnt exactly a cesspool of revelry so I'm not quite sure how much I'm livn' it up heh heh
|
|
| omg lets get the Up game!!! |
[ |
Sunday
August 2nd, at 9:26pm
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 happy |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Nobody- Wonder Girls |
] |
"noooooooo..."
russell and fat scouts joke aside, Up was without a doubt, best disney pixar movie EVER.
watching it a week before its official Singapore release and getting to torture a grumpy man ("manly men dont watch cartoons!", "no one must know I watched up ok cockroach") by dragging him along was but the cherry on top of the pie. That said, the movie was utterly charming. By the end of the movie, said grumpy man was totally won over as well.
"THE CONE OF SHAME!!!" I just wish I remembered to take tissues in with me
that aside, waking up at 1130 + Up + Tawandang + pseudo furniture shopping + Ben & Jerry's + Left 4 dead = pretty decent saturday. I think i'm turning into the vertitable yuppie who spends her weekends exploring disgustingly overpriced "it" restaurants and who feels good about it :P shame on you Jen.
anyw is it just me but whereever did the weekend go? it sped by so fast, it hardly feels like it was here :( anyw the yoyoyokel boss will be babababack come tmr so hell pretty much begins in less than 12 hours :( must... think... happy thoughts... speaking of which, which one, Korea or Taiwan for holiday in Oct?
|
|
| I heart Sundays |
[ |
Monday
June 22nd, at 9:54pm
| | ] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Rachael Yamagata: Duet |
] |
and hate dumb dumb yokels
back to sunday. got chased out of bed at 1130 ("why dont you ever want to do things?!"), got locked out of the room,set out for riders' cafe, ended up at jerry's, spent more nerdy time (and mooneh *sad face) at Polymath and Crust (pretending to be the cool boho type who spends more on books at "independent"bookstores), goes back to pee at Jerry's and ends up with $6 parking fine, goes to Mustafa (on a Sunday!!! what was I thinking?!), emerges with mouthwash (not mine), bad indonesian movies (also not mine) and a pack of four batteries (mine)... and no Samsonite bag :( makes 20min detour to Sim Lim (parking: $2.40) to buy insanely expensive camera (not me), proposes we walk to the cathay to watch a movie (per entry parking!!!), gets rejected, drives to Great World City (not me) wheres theres nothing to watch, drives back to the Cathay, kills time while waiting for I love you, man, inner shrew succeeds in nagging unpractical person out of buying ugly card case (yes mummy), wanders around more "cool", "independent" knick knack type stores (while inner auntie tsktsks mentally about how it'll cost a fraction of the price in Bangkok), hyperventilates during the movie, dinner at Astons (insane! we had to queue even at 930pm!), goes home, wakes up to dumb yokel monday.
so this is how it feels to be 14 and to chronicle a day. at least dumb yokel monday's done with, now all thats left is dumb yokel tuesday, dumb yokel wednesday, dumb yokel thursday, dumb yokel friday and then two more days to Rome! yippeee!
|
|
| I want... |
[ |
Saturday
June 20th, at 10:20pm
| | ] |
noba deh, noba deh but chu *clap clap *clap clap
noba deh, noba deh but chu *clap clap *clap clap
I've been breaking out into this far too often for it to be healthy, let alone sane really
|
|
| the way i were |
[ |
Sunday
May 17th, at 4:17pm
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 grumpy |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Rachael Yamagata: Over and over |
] |
Its been barely a month since hk but it feels as if so much has changed. It feels as if i spent all my carelessness there and came back with none to spare. Where did all the fun go and how did stupid bumpkin asswipe boss sneak back into the mix all over again :(
On a brighter note, I sort of gotten a pay rise altho thats still barely enough to make me feel like I'm rich enough to see the doctor each time I'm ill. Unless I'm willing (or have the time) to queue up at the polyclinic with all the aunties and uncles for free treatment, $50 a pop is waaayy over this poor civil servant's budget. Guess I gotta keep my fingers crossed that I'll hold till saturday when I have time to head down to the polyclinic. I know I sound damn giam but somehow money keeps disappearing faster than I can make it :(
P/S: Topshop jeans rock!!! (yes, I've been known to be abit slow on occassion)
|
|
| HAPPY! |
[ |
Tuesday
March 17th, at 10:28pm
| | ] |
desperately trying not to be but I am. I still hope my boss'll die in a car accident but time out of the office (or whenever THAT YOKEL PIECE OF SHITE isnt around) is still such fun. what have I done to deserve this!!!
I'm seriously considering pawning my chanel to pay someone to off him. seriously. only humvee owners need apply seeing how hes such A BLARDY NUMBSKULL BUMPKIN RETARDED TOAD ASSWIPE.
KF,
... as an additional aside, pls note that the phrase is "begs the question" not "bags" as you so often put it
byebye performance bonus. byebye promotion. hello dungeons of the organisation. I can hear them printing my new set of name cards.
Jennifer Soh
(Really) Junior Clerk
|
|
| monster foot |
[ |
Sunday
March 1st, at 12:59pm
| | ] |
i've been meaning to post this for quite some time. Sometime in January something (or someone harhar) bit me on the foot and
 
this happened. my foot was swollen so badly i could barely feel my toes at some point. it was really gross, i had a fat person's feet! urk! my ankles disappeared into the swelling. yuck! and it itched like the dickens. i was able to get out of having lunch with my boring boss under the pretext of seeing a doctor about my foot tho. My neighbourhood gp was useless as usual. he charged me a hand and a foot ($88- charging cny prices evidently) to run a series of tests on me only to tell me he had no idea what was wrong. pfffffttttttt. anyw its alot better now thanks for asking. why do such things only happen to me? its like mosquitoes biting my eyelids
|
|
| Little Allan |
[ |
Saturday
January 17th, at 12:18pm
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 embarrassed |
] |
On Thursday I lost the right to name my first born when I bet with Allan (and lost) that chickens do not have sex. I can just imagine awkward "why is my name Allan" conversations with the kid if he/she ever materializes from the womb.
Waiting for the mother to come home with lunch so I can troop off to work on a Saturday. Evil knows no weekends
|
|
| bully for them |
[ |
Sunday
December 14th, at 1:27am
| | ] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Rihanna: Disturbia |
] |
Men's magazine loses 130,000 inflatable breastsA men's magazine has lost a shipment of 130,000 inflatable breasts en route to Australia.Last Updated: 12:00PM GMT 02 Dec 2008 The breasts, worth £100,000, were planned to be a free gift in Ralph magazine - but vanished before arriving at their destination. A spokeswoman said the container left docks in Beijing two weeks ago but turned up empty in Sydney this week. The magazine has put out an alert to shipping authorities but the breasts need to turn up in the next 48 hours to make the January issue. Ralph editor Santi Pintado urged anyone with information to contact the magazine, saying: "Unless Somali pirates have stolen them it's difficult to explain where they are. "If anyone finds any washed up on a beach, please let us know. We want our boobs back." The Maritime Safety Authority said it had no information on any lost consignment.
source
hahahahaha
took random photos with colleagues stumbling around in an alcohol induced haze until my camera ran out of batt. its hilarous the things people do when under the influence of copous amounts of ethanol. hahaha
clearly by the end of the night i was the only person with two functioning eyes ;D |
|
| bad travel lit from a psuedo globe trotter |
[ |
Tuesday
October 28th, at 12:28am
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 chipper |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Lady Gaga: Poker Face |
] |
cant get to sleep and freaking computer is cranky. bah. dunno if I can afford a new one just yet. but shant be a grouch about things. my exciting globe trotting week has come to an end. typing it out makes me realise what a liar i am when it comes to my use of adjectives. my week was neither exciting (think having a new baby, exciting to hear about but not so exciting living it day to day) or globe trotting (two places hardly count right!) haha but honestly speaking, it was hectic and painful at times, but i wouldnt have exchanged it for the world. i'm the world's worse small talker but having to have to put up with that and having the opportunity to climb the pyramids in heels, lets just say i'd take it all, pain or not. ok enough gushing, i shall now attempt to screw up your bandwidth with bad photography (point and shoot is really more complicated than it looks kiddies!)
( click if you are really bored )
i'm irrepressibly excited about tmr. probably not a good idea considering how the odds are that it'll come to naught, but nevertheless...
|
|
| update |
[ |
Sunday
October 19th, at 1:17am
| | ] |
talk about murphy's law. i havent even boarded the plane and it seems like the two things i was dreading has come to pass. pffffffffffttt...
i shall sit in my suit and stew in the arbitary-ness of it all for the next 45 mins until i board my plane. sometimes i wonder if i should not indeed be committed to some institution for my inaptitudes.
|
|
| never been this far from home |
[ |
Saturday
October 18th, at 12:12am
| | ] |
I'm wondering whether trading in my aisle seat for a window seat on a 10 hour red eye is going to go down as the dumbest thing I'll do this month. and I'm stuck agonizing over whether my mom's luggage bag is sturdy enough for all the stuff they're making me pack mule along. Cant possibly hand carry all that crap so dont think theres anything else I can do really.
please, please, please dont screw up this weekend jen. and could my period please, please, please stay away till after the red eye.
|
|
| thank god for wire services! |
[ |
Saturday
September 27th, at 2:00am
| | ] |
The Clbuttic Mistake: When obscenity filters go wrong President Abraham Lincoln was buttbuttinated by an armed buttailant after a life devoted to the reform of the US consbreastution
By Matthew Moore
Last Updated: 6:10PM BST 03 Sep 2008
Not an extract from an essay by a particularly poor history student, but a selection of the nonsense phrases created by automatic software designed to remove offensive words from articles posted on the internet. The phenomena, known as “The Clbuttic Mistake” after a mangling of the word “classic” that is believed to be the first identified instance of the problem, can be found on tens of thousands of websites. The error is caused by poorly programmed anti-obscenity filters – similar to spell checkers – that automatically replace words considered rude or offensive with more acceptable variants. “Butt” replaces “ass”, “breast” is substituted for “tit”, and so on. Rudimentary versions of this software do not just replace obscene words, but also alter longer words which contain banned letter combinations, so "assassination" becomes "buttbuttination", "passenger" becomes "pbuttenger", and "passerby" becomes "pbutterby". The problem is fairly widespread; Google searches turn up 3,810 results for “clbuttic”, 5,120 for “consbreastution”, and 1,450 for “Buttociated Press”, a corruption of the US news agency the Associated Press. Perhaps the most celebrated instance of the Clbuttic Mistake comes in an article currently visible on the website jucee.org . It contains mentions of a “series of previously secret Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) plots to buttbuttinate foreign leaders”, a law “pbutted by Congress”, and new powers "butterted" by the US administration. Another article on the site is titled “What did the British Embbutty do for this British National Overseas pbuttport holder.” The error appears particularly common on foreign sites hosting English-language articles, but a similar mistake on an American Christian news website caused international amusement earlier this year. The American Family Association had programmed its filter to replace the word “gay” with “homosexual”, causing an article about sprinter Tyson Gay’s triumph at the US Olympic trials to begin: “Tyson Homosexual was a blur in blue, sprinting 100 meters faster than anyone ever has." Further on in the piece the runner was referred to as “the 25-year-old Homosexual” On the many websites and message boards devoted to identifying new instances of the Clbuttic Mistake, the greatest source of confusion appears to be the choice of banned words, and particularly whether “ass” is really more offensive than “butt”.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/2667634/The-Clbuttic-Mistake-When-obscenity-filters-go-wrong.html
xXx
eventho i was the only person snorting with laughter over this article, i'll take another whirl with it. TGIF people! sit back, relax and rev up in anticipation of the new work week. haha i figured dreading work isnt going to make things any better, so i'd best greet it with enthusiasm. haha and every now and then i get the darnest people emailing me 'alamak!' (altho i'm at least 60% sure he was making fun of me) to make the last 10mins of the day a riot.
|
|
| when words just aint enough |
[ |
Sunday
July 13th, at 2:40pm
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 content |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
Ne-Yo: Because of You |
] |
it seems criminal that there isnt a word to describe the sensation of waking up and realising its 12 in the afternoon and your still snuggled deep in your pillow, ur nose full of the smell of your hair and the sudden dawning that in the midst of sleeping you found the most comfortable spot in the bed to burrow yourself into. and the best part is you dont have to get up just yet... i wish all days start like that- gimme ammo to face the daunting day ahead.
ideally there'd be the cherry on the top of the cake, staying in with great (or not so great- insensitive nob!) company and cozying up for a christian bale flick. so banal, but i did love empire of the sun so. the cast was superb- but its a rather well known fact that i'm abit of an anglophile *buries head in shame, the ost almost epic and pandering to the melodramatic slob in me, it made me sob buckets. and of cuz it did help that christian bale was as pretty a child as he is a man. oh christian, why did you have to ruin batman for me (so says the val kilmer fan haha)
... and to know that theres always gg to be gta after watching all that shit- priceless! why must tmr be monday *groan!
have a great first day of work woman! shopping, shopping, shopping and great spg holidays!!! yippee!
|
|
| all good things must end |
[ |
Tuesday
July 8th, at 7:50pm
| | ] |
the end of 4 of the most eventful years of my life. i'm thankful that there was as much laughter as there were tears, and that when there were tears, more often then not it came with the comfort of a teammate. thankew guys! life just aint the same when there are no lunches at the yih canteen, or count downs till the end of class to join ppl at the yih study room (the name is deceptive haha), spontaneous runs around campus, gossip sessions or just plain and simple penguin jokes (penguin jokes are tied with sarcastic remarks abt some other ppl as our bo liao conversation fodder)
byebye! and to vindicate myself by proving that i was indeed being attacked by flying mortar boards...
thankew zhuhao for the clip which will undoubtedly prove me with years of laughter (cuz i'm bo liao that way) and of cuz thankew for those who showed up (xiaohuaayy boohoohoo) nxt stop bangkok... RIGHT!
|
|
| easy on the eyes |
[ |
Monday
June 2nd, at 8:36pm
| | ] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
cheerful |
] |
| [ |
music |
| |
travis: closer |
] |
nope, not talking abt myself (altho i do admit that i'm rather- kidding!) but there was just smtg abt P' Aur this time round that made it seem more beautiful than 2 years back. mayb cuz 2 years back i was rushing back to smtg i thought i had and that caused me to look past the clear waters, the restful breeze, the lush foliage, the free spirited natives, the gross sea cucumbers (ah wait, they freaked me out 2 years ago too)... and the list goes on. I'm lousy with words and i'll nv do the place justice (perpetuating the injustice dealt by my memories these past 2 years) so i'll let the pictures do the talking.
ignore the unnatural angle of the phantom hand and enjoy the deep, blue, blue waters
the crowd fav, but theres no ignoring the fish shit floating in the background
my advanced open water dive mates and my instructor- who incidentally is a great (pun not intended) catch. only 25 and he owns his own resort, beach and a coupla boats. not to mention hes got boobs (which clement was totally enamoured with) that are bigger than mine. pardon the bad hair, the salt's a bitch.
me clinging onto the rope for dear life. it was gooey like shite, but i was in danger of being swept off to alaska
i'm a merrrrrmaid!!! group photo (i'm the one in the blue fins)
eventho i know y'all wld much rather look at photos of me, heres some of the flora and fauna. ok in reality i totally freaked out when i saw it cuz colourful or not, a sluggy creature is a sluggy creature.
us being briefed before our night dive- me deep in thought over how to turn the torch on (if i get lost and eaten by a shark u know why- i'm clearly not a very attentive student). see clement making googly eyes at alex
logging our dives: advanced open water divers with our dive master in training (who looks uncannily similar to alvin of alvin and the chipmuncks) keembly see if u can spot ur old flame in the background- where are u anyways?
ok lah, i shant post too much. scully it causes ur comp to hang. heehee ok so who wants to go diving with me nxt time?
i'm off to bed now. i fell asleep at work today after lunch :P thank god the boss wasnt ard.
|
|
| i passed! i passed! i passed! *swirls hands ard a la kfc ad |
[ |
Friday
May 30th, at 10:24am
| | ] |
(as if the title doesnt say it all already)
i was so blardy worried that i'd fail and go down in history as the retarded toad who started work too early, ended up flunking her exams and had to quit/ was fired so she cld go back to sch for another semester...
someone hand me that cyanide pill already.
i'm completely and utterly floored and gobsmacked. i most definitely do not want to fail, but i think my fears were definitely founded. i dont deserve this (but i'll take it nonetheless!) after i did spell lee kuan yew as lee kwan yee (as prof lau said, 'unforgivable') and i said that marshall was the head of the workers' party (i'm a disgrace to my profs and my classmates) and i did sleep tru borshberg's lectures (sleep being the nice way of putting things) etc. so yah, currently my love for my profs is so great that the ISD better take a look at it before clearing me. bcuz i'm so in love with them, i'd do anything for them (right now at least. hoho) oh have i thanked God already? this is turning out to be an oscar acceptance speech :p
ok now onto being an adult. no more whinging jen, suck it up and get on!
i'm off to dive the weekend away- my very, very low budget, low commitment, pales in comparison to everyone grad trip. but i'm totally excited (must stop being such a sour puss) and besides now that i've graduated, i can go on another trip at the end of the year!!! HURRAY!!! i passed! i passed! i passed!!!
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
|
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
