ANDARIEL IN LIFE

OFFICE ARITHMETIC

2008-02-13T09:18:00.000+08:00

Smart boss + smart employee = profit

Smart boss + dumb employee = production

Dumb boss + smart employee = promotion

Dumb boss + dumb employee = overtime

GOOD YEAR

2008-02-13T09:09:00.000+08:00

[FreN said] This year - being the year of the RaT will be a good one for us RoosteRs!

[FreN said] The misery should end. The year of the RaT will be a prosperous one for us RoosteRs.

[I said] (in introspection) How is it that I'm still miserable?

before/ previous

2008-02-08T11:56:00.000+08:00

'Before' should always be followed by a noun, so don't put it at the end of a sentence.
Use 'previous' instead.

The traineed had applied in the previous year. (NOT The trainees had applied the year before.)

Incompetent Hypocrites

2008-01-27T10:36:00.000+08:00

I am not comfortable when faced with people who do not do as they have said.

ALERT

2007-05-31T11:08:00.000+08:00

Symptoms: [Sneezing][Cough][Feverish]
Diagnosis: Common flu

Cause: [Overcrowdedness][Insensitivity][Weather]

Prescription: LemSip Capsules & Chinese Cough Syrup

I Was Bubbled!!

2007-05-29T08:53:00.000+08:00

Date:28th May 2007

Time:7.00am

Activity: Getting Ready for Basic Counselling Workshop

Mood:Annoyed

The day did not start off on a good note. I mean, WHAT NOTE? I was scurrying around that morning, searching for a SUPPOSEDLY nice top. Digressing a little, I don't have much of a choice if you can really consider black and white choices. My wardrobe has been sanctified into a ying and a yang territory. Translation: [Right side - White] [Left side - Black] So all the fiasco that took place that fateful morning was really unnecessary. I stepped out the front door a little after 7.45am.

Time:8.00am

Activity: Making my way to the Basic Counselling Workshop at SRJC

Mood:Annoyed

I was still at the bus stop. I made up my mind to take the bus and train and nothing else that day. I sure did choose the RIGHT time to save cost. I got really tired of waiting that I almost ran down to the road to stop a COMFORT cab that was leisurely cruising down awaiting passengers. Up, the bus, down again, walked briskly to the train station and waited. Time check. 8.15am!

Time:8.30am

Activity: !!

Mood:Annoyed

Called Jac up because I was beyond desperate. Whilst in the train, I realized that I should have alighted at AMK simply because there were so many buses that could take me to my destination. Enough said, I asked Jac for the location of SRJC. Funnily, she was as clueless as I was! But, she explained to me what I could potentially say to the cab driver should he or she didn't know how to get there. Walked over to the taxi stand only to find a LONG queue of people and NOT a single taxi in sight! Made my way to the bus stop and decided to resign to the fate that has been written for me that day. What else could be worse? Time check: 8.50am!

Time:9:15am

Activity: Bubbled!!

Mood:Murderous!!

I arrived at the Fusion House only to find that an examination was going on. No sign of a workshop anywhere in that vicinity! I pulled myself together and in the sweltering heat made my way to the GO.

Clerk: Yes?

Me: I understand that there is a Basic Counselling Workshop conducted here. Can you tell me where the venue is?

Clerk: Oh my.. They didn't tell you about it?

Me: (under my breath: DUH!! I wouldn't be here asking you about it if I had known!!) Tell me what?

Clerk: They've cancelled the course. They didn't tell you about it?

Me: WHAT?!?!

Clerk: A few others came down as well..

Me: It's ok then. Thank you!!!

I didn't know what to do!

I felt really cheated.

I was seriously looking forward to the course!

I made my way out of the premise!

Fuming mad!!

I'm A Really Big Girl Now

2007-05-27T08:37:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday To Me..
Happy Birthday To Me..
Happy Birthday To Me..
Happy Birthday To Me..

No, of course I'm not trying to pass hints at anybody, less anyone in particular. Birthdays have become something that I've embraced as an entity that provides me with an elevation point from which I can see the world a little clearer. Whenever 27th May swoops down on me, I feel the need to grow up a little, reshuffle my priorities, do some (if not A WHOLE LOT) of self reflection AND I make it point to tell myself that I'm a big girl now. Really BIG!

No, I don't want to be reminded of my birthday. In fact, I hate to be reminded of my birthday. Not for any egoistical reason. But, simply for the fact that, my time in this world has just gotten a little shorter. Don't you agree? And YES! I'm scared. A lot of uncertainties are looming in the year ahead. I don't even know what to expect. But. I've learnt to take it all in my stride. I remind myself that I have to be well-prepared. For the bad. Or the worse.

Sigh.. Happy Birthday to me!

But hey, I don't mind the presents. Really.

OH ADIKKU...ZUHAIRAH MOHD. AMIN

2007-05-20T23:32:00.000+08:00

Adik aku yang nombor dua dah start komplen. Dia cakap aku sejak mulakan kerja mem'blog' ni, tak pernah pun nak mention dia dalam blog aku. Dia cakap macam dia ni takde significance dalam perjalanan hidup aku. Apa dah dik oi! Bukan takde significance. Cuma kekadang macam terlalu banyak bende yang aku nak cakapkan sampai terlupa. Bukan sengaja!! Tapi tak berkesempatanlah dik oi! Dah terlanjur aku tujukan entri ni untuk adik aku, nak jugak aku ucapkan Selamat Hari Lahir kepada dia. Hahaha! Hepi tak dik oi?

Kekadang, memang kita, aku sendiri harapkan ada orang yang akan menyebut-nyebut nama aku dalam blog-blog diorang. Bukan, bukan aku nakkan cheap thrill. Tapi betul jugak macam adik aku cakap, dah kita habiskan sehari suntuk dengan seseorang tu, bila pat dia blog pasal benda yang berlaku pada hari yang aku abiskan sehari suntuk tercongok dengan dia, langsung dia tak sebut! Mungkin dia amnesia kot? Asalkan nak cakap pasal aku jer terus hilang ingatan. Entah. Pelik pulak aku fikirkan. Mungkin aku pun buat benda yang sama pat orang lain. Tanpa aku sedari. Mintak maaflah yer. Bukan sengaja!!

HOUSE OF GANDOS

2007-05-20T23:14:00.000+08:00

Aku tak pernah cakap banyak pasal makan. Tapi kali ini, lain sikit. Aku rasa aku nak bilang korang yang dalam banyak-banyak gerai makan, House Of Gandos pat pasar sementara Geylang jugak yang sedap. Hidangan yang disediakan pat gerai ni, kalau nak cakap lain daripada yang lain tu tak jugak. Favourite aku antara lain Mee Tom Yum. Kway Teow Kerang. Nasi Goreng Pattaya. Nasi Penyet dia pun boleh tahan. Aku dah cakap tadi, makanan dia boleh korang dapat pat maner-maner. Tapi rasa sedap yang wujud dalam makanan-makanan di gerai ni lain sangat. Aku pun tak tau macam maner nak terangkan. Sedap giler sampaikan setiap kali aku nak makan pat Geylang, tempat ini jugak jadi idaman kalbu. Walau panas mencengkam. Walau kilat menyambar. Tetap jugak aku sekeluarga pilih tempat ni. Kalau tak dapat, meleleh air liur. Kempunanlah katakan. Mungkin pasal keramahan tauke kedai. Mungkin jugak harganya yang nak cakap mahal tak mahal nak cakap murah pun tak murah sangat. Tapi korang mesti sekurang-kurangnya sekali pergi makan pat House of Gandos ni. Taklah, diorang takdelah bayar komisyen pat aku. Sajer ni aku macam nak kongsi nikmat makan ni ngan korang sumer. Jangan lupa tau. House of Gandos. Gerenti sedap! Oh..oh aku terlupa pulak. Selain si gerai Gandos ni, aku pun sukakan kerang rebus pat gerai sederet House of Gandos. Alahai, cecah kerang dengan kuah kicap campur cili api. Terangkat! Dah gitu, lawankan dengan teh tarik si Mamak gerai minuman. Mak oi! Macam tak nak balik aku jadinya! Tunggang terbalik nafsu aku. Sekarang ni pun air liur aku berjuih, terkenangkan sepinggan Kway Teow Kerang yang dah aku telan tadi petang. Lemak tak lemak. Garam tak garam. Aku dah tak kisah. Janji dapat makan!

2007-05-19T21:57:00.000+08:00

Sigh, I'm enjoying this too much. But my brother is staring into my face even as I'm typing. He is insisting that I go to bed right this instance. Annoying but I'm going to do it anyway!!

GREED

2007-05-19T21:23:00.000+08:00

The only antidote for greed is to look inside our soul and understand the sole purpose we were brought to life in the first place. I heard these words spoken by an abbot recently and it got me thinking. Mankind has been battling greed for as long as we have been in existance. I've come across stories of people who wanted to make their first million say at the age of 30 but even after making tens of millions of dollars still feel the insatiable need to make more.

I get carried away with life sometimes. When I first carved out my career plan, I wanted to work so that I can live. Comfortably. But on hindsight, I now find that I live to work. I let myself succumb to the rigours at work that I wonder what is the whole purpose of doing them. I am not rolling in the big sum. Neither am I getting anywhere in the job. I seemed to have lost my sense of purpose.

I do realise now that I have to go back to the very roots of my soul. Why am I here? What do I want in life? I can answer my second question almost immediately. I wanted money. Still want to. Money brings happiness. And joy. And everything that I could possibly want. But the next question to ask is how much is enough? How long does it take to get enough? Am I ever going to feel satisfied? I became a little frightened when I could ask more questions than I could ever answer. Terrified that I am now stuck in this vicious cycle called life. The recent tragedy that involved a colleague of mine was enough to remind me that life is precious. Too precious to let greed from ever taking over the reins of life. My life.

Information about the 7 Deadly Sins that I got off the Wikipedia. Don't be too quick to throw it aside. Just look at the facts and draw parallels from it.

The "Seven Deadly Sins"', also known as the "Capital Vices" or "Cardinal Sins", are a classification of vices that were originally used in early Christian teachings to educate and instruct followers concerning (immoral) fallen man's tendency to sin. The Roman Catholic Church divided sin into two principal categories: "venial", which are relatively minor, and could be forgiven through any sacrament of the Church, and the more severe "capital" or "mortal" sins, which, when committed, destroyed the life of grace, and created the threat of eternal damnation unless either absolved through the sacrament of confession, or otherwise forgiven through perfect contrition on the part of the penitent. Beginning in the early 14th century, the popularity of the Seven deadly sins as a theme among European artists of the time eventually helped to ingrain them in many areas of Christian culture and Christian consciousness in general throughout the world.
Listed in the same order used by both Pope Gregory the Great in the 6th Century AD, and later by Dante Alighieri in his epic poem The Divine Comedy, the Seven deadly sins are as follows: Luxuria (extravagance, later lust), Gula (gluttony), Avaritia (greed), Acedia (sloth), Ira (wrath), Invidia (envy), and Superbia (pride).
Each of The Seven Deadly Sins has an opposite among the corresponding Seven holy virtues (sometimes also referred to as the Contrary Virtues).
The identification and definition of the Seven deadly sins over their history has been a fluid process and the idea of what each of the seven actually encompass has evolved over time. This process has been aided by the fact that they are not referred to in either a cohesive or codified manner in the Bible itself, and as a result other literary and ecclesiastical works referring to the Seven deadly sins were instead consulted as sources from which definitions might be drawn. Part II of Dante's Divine Comedy, Purgatorio, has almost certainly been the best known source since the Renaissance, though many later interpretations and versions, especially those of the more conservative and Pentecostal Protestant denominations, have instead tended to portray the consequence for those guilty of committing one or more of these sins as being eternal torment in Hell, rather than possible purification through penance in Purgatory.

Chicky Poxy

2007-05-19T16:30:00.001+08:00

I was finally defeated by the Chicky Poxies* on the 8th May 2007. I always grew up thinking that I must be one of the lucky souls on this crowded planet who was overlooked by the Chicky Poxy angel and allowed to live on this good Earth Pox free. Yeah right! My darkest nightmare came through the moment these words were mouthed by Dr Danny Lee; "It is chicken pox." I was not sure how to react, so in that tense moment, I managed to cough out what sounded like a chuckle; although I didn't think that a chuckle or a giggle or a quiet laugh would be in any ways appropriate. I revealed the bright red boils that were fighting to occupy whatever little space there was on my slim frame. Dr Lee could not get his eyes off from my body, no...no I didn't think it was my body, it was the whole sight of these irritable poxies!! He mentioned that the chances of contracting a full-blown chicken pox grew with age. Thank goodness that I got it at this age. Imagine what could happen should I get it when I'm at the ripe old age of say...50?! So I was prescribed the notoriously famous Poxy pills and given a bottle of Calamine lotion to help me get over the itchiness of the boils. And not forgetting an MC, giving me entitlement to 8 days of pure bliss at home; away from work... NOT!

The poxies were in a way scaring the daylights out of me. It was everywhere. My face, head, neck, back, my chest and abdomen, my tight butts and legs. It was totally scary. Not to mention causing me difficulties in lying and sitting comfortably. For fear that I might burst the premature boils, that will definitely cause mayhem on my skin! I was also down with a fever that perpetually stayed at 39 C. I was feeling itchy all over. I was shivering from the inside. My joints were aching. And so were every single boils on my already frail body. I thought the pain was never going away. Sitting up was a challenge in itself. Oh, did I mention that I had boils in my throat and mouth that turned into ulcers. I lost interest in food. And all I did was to eat that confounded pills every four hours, 5 times a day. Somebody seriously wanted to see me suffer. My god. Not to mention that I still had to ensure that the work back in school were completed, that my classes were taken care of. Sigh. I didn't think I did a good job in that. I was not even around when the dancers performed for Institute Day. I felt totally helpless. I had to rely then on other people which I don't enjoy doing one bit. For that, I was more determined than ever to come back to work. Today is Day 10 of my poxies attack, which also means I have spent the last 10 days at HOME! It was...refreshing to be doing that. Actually, minus all the scratching and aching, the 10 days were well spent. With Mommy and Mr Computer. As it is, I managed to also generate the economy right in the comfort of my room. I bought 3 beautiful tops online. I received one of the tops via registered mail today. I always surprise myself with my ability to do all these weird things. Hahaha. I will be back at work on Monday, the evil beings ain't going to be all smiles when they see me back in school. Take that!

*Chicky Poxies is simply how I want to see the dreaded chicken pox - comical!
Poxy Me signing off...

At Long Last

2007-05-19T16:16:00.001+08:00

OMG! I am finally able to blog after having ben refused access to the 'Create A Post' page for the past 2 weeks! I'm beyond esctatic. I feel exhilarated! And a little lost for words, ironically. I got a little desperate that I even set up a temporary account with My Diaryland and poured my feelings there instead. So many things have happened in the past 2 weeks or so and I couldn't blog about it. However, the fiasco with Blogger and all has made me realise what an IT idiot I was, and still am. I subscribed to a particular HELP group and I thought I could manage my problem with as little technical know-hows that I possess. I was proved wrong. I could do nothing. I knew nuts about what all those techo bozzos were talking about. In the end, I could only stare helplessly at the screen, almost always driven to tears. I know, I know, it may sound a little made up, almost drama-like to some but I was seriously jolted by my lack of understanding of the IT world. Which is once again quite embarassing because I am confortable wedged in an IT invaded world. Ohh...Whilst all that were happening, I was down with CHICKEN POX!!

AfterMath

2007-05-06T20:25:00.000+08:00

We arrived at Boulevard Hotel @ Mid-Valley City shortly before 2pm. I am always a little sceptical about checking-in. Are the service personnel friendly? Is the hotel sleazy looking? Are the rooms well-aired? Bug and cockroach and lizard free?

We were pleasantly surprised when we opened the door to Room 1013. Not only was the room well-lit, we had a panoramic view of Mid-Valley. Not to mention the tasteful design of the room. I didn't get that icky feeling of dirt and dust in the room! Score 1 to us!!

We freshened up, dusted and powdered the weariness of the journey away before going out again. Of course the whole point of going to KL in the middle of a school term, lest informing our relevant heads was to head down to PWTC for the Pesta Buku. I wheezed in excitement when I got the whiff of fresh books as we stepped into the jostling arena! Booths after booths stood firm, displaying an extreme repertoire of titles. I went crazy, and seconds later purchased one of the many books I thought could provide invaluable information that would aid me in lesson preparation. It was my first time in a convention/ exhibition in KL and the crowd was definitely adding to the crazy atmosphere! I got more than 10 books in all. Thank god Nora was willing to shoulder the load I have purchased. Or I would have just fall flat on the uneven ground, exhausted.

Next stop was of course KLCC. What else would we go after in bustling KL but California Pizza Kitchen! I have been having recurring dreams about the place that should we fail to have a meal at this place, I would have gone back to Singapore, salivating. The food was great, service was not nearly excellent enough because of the moronic behaviour of 3 waitresses. KLCC was a shopping monstrosity. Rows and rows of shops, carrying renowned labels, nitty gritties and all. We were just as amazed at how crowded the entire place is! The crowd in KL can definitely beat any crowd in Singapore! What say you Singaporeans?!!?

I felt really tired when we finally left KLCC to head back to Boulevard. But the satisfaction of succesfully locating the various titles that I need at the Book Fair more than make up for all the sore and pain. We chilled out at San Fransisco Coffee, after gluttonly ordering Drinks AND calorie laden Hazelnut Cake. It was great! The place was excellent!! Oh ya, we decided to be disgustingly high class when we ordered room service. The house specials caught our eye and we spend the next half our night tucking into a scrumptious meal of pan fried salmon and lambshanks! Woo hoo..

The wailing sound of the wind and the stormy rain kept me up half of the night. (If I'm not making sense anywhere in this entry do understand. I'm even nodding away as my fingers and hands type)

Second day started pretty early. We had breakfast before checking out the shops at Mid-Valley Mall. Pretty interesting observation is the crowd who have already packed themselves in the mall at 10am! Sushi King was where we had lunch. It was satisfying. And before I could do anything else, the bus came to take me away from the bustling city of KL.

The whole experience brought back memories of that extended trip with my colleagues. Since then, KL has been the one way place that holds the memories we had. Pretty sentimental!

Illegal Trip

2007-05-03T01:13:00.000+08:00

I cannot believe it. In less than 36 hours, I will actually be in KL!! Try beating that ya'all! I've made plans already! Apart from going for the Book Fair at PWTC, I am so going to spend my time there eating. We have made plans;

Day 1

- Lunch will be Sushi@ KLCC

- Tea will be somewhere along the BB stretch! WooHoo!

- Dinner will definitely be at California Pizza/ Kitchen@ KLCC

- Late night rendevous at BB again!!

Day 2

- Breakfast@ Hotel (if I can wake myself up in time!)

- Early lunch at KennyRogers @ Legend

This is turning out to be a gastronomic adventure aint?!!

YeeHaa!!

Happy Holidays!!

Kita BOLEH!!

INAUGURAL MEET-UP

2007-04-29T21:25:00.000+08:00

This little project sounds so exciting we could hardly sit still at Pizza Hut yesterday!

I could hardly contain my eagerness I thought I was going to blow up!

Hopefully, this inaugural lunch/dinner session will see everybody back together again!

And thanks to our brilliant idea, I will get to see people whom I've not met for ages!

This is so exciting!

We were so excited we actually braved through the scorching afternoon heat.

And Fullerton came into view.

Triggering another series of plan-hatching.

Not only will we drown ourselves silly at Max Brenner.

We will soon tip the scale when we decide to indulge ourself with a buffet at Fullerton!

And a weekend getaway at Rasa Sentosa Resort!

And then maybe a night or two at one of the posh suites at Fullerton!

Wowee!!

p/s

But dear, I'm really sorry for having forced you to call him up.

I never thought the response would leave you fuming mad!

Apology accepted?

Them. Me.

2007-04-29T21:05:00.000+08:00

I'm having a rough time with the new batch of students.

They are definitely ruffians; displaying unruly behaviors making the Russian mafia look almost angelic.

They are a result of this supposedly modern living we embrace eagerly.

The modern ideas we think we practice.

The liberalised way we carry out our routines.

It's frightening to visualise the future now.

I'd hate to think what Singapore schools might be like in years to come.

I sure don't want to witness it first hand.

I don't to be the ones to handle them.

After every session with them, I always reflect.

I ask myself,

"Have they learnt?"

" Have I delivered?"

"Will they get better?"

"Will they get worse?"

Am I to be blamed?

I want them to enjoy the lesson.

I want them to do well.

Will I ever succeed in achieving those goals?

CheckLisT

2007-04-26T21:18:00.000+08:00

Mark the assignments? NO

Mark the projects?NO

Mark the tests?NO

Updated Profile? NO

Send out Proposal? NO

Record Book Weekly Updates? NO

Lesson Observation Follow Up? NO

Procrastinate? EVERYDAY WITHOUT FAIL!

BUT

BLOG UPDATE? YES!!

Sakura

2007-04-22T20:55:00.000+08:00

I promised to take them out for a celebratory lunch!

They deserved it.

Sakura was the point of our gastronomic rendevous.

Idly placed in the middle of Clementi Woods Park, it was a perfect spot!

Woody but quaint nonetheless.

Of course I didn't mention that to them.

All I did was rant about how humid the weather was.

It didn't help that the place was tucked away from civilisation.

It only meant more sweat inducing walk!

I gathered they had a good time from the amount of food they slapped on their plates.

And the peals of laughter they choked out during the entire duration of lunch made me smile.

At least I know my money was well spent!

It did set me back a little.

There goes my N96.

3 cheers for... me?

Pizza Guy!

2007-04-15T11:13:00.000+08:00

It was the wonderful aroma of freshly baked pizza that tickled my attention.

I saw him juggling the 2 boxes of pizza, with a badly crumpled bill and handphone.

Not forgetting his icky looking helmet.

Definitely not someone I'd like to see delivering my pizza.

What more with the 2 pizzas appropriately balanced under his slightly drenched armpit!

I was presented with a good sociological moment, so I trained my eyes at his every move.

At one point, I almost felt like the Black Widow.

He went up to the 6th floor.

I lost interest the moment I couldn't detect that wonderful smell of pizza.

I busied myself with my Ipod.

Glanced at my watch to see that it was past 7.25pm.

Sigh.

And then he was there again.

The pizza guy I mean.

Looking anxious.

Like a lost sheep.

He pressed furiously on his handphone after casually placing the 2 pizzas on the stone seat about a metre away from me.

He probably thought I was there to help him look after the pizzas.

Think again boy!

I was actually devising ways to grab the pizzas and leave as quickly as my heel bound feet could carry me.

And then I remembered the brother, my brother whom I was supposed to fetch.

Plan B.

I will...

"Excuse me, is this block 468D?"

The pizza guy was looking down at me, shoving the bill into my face.

"Well, ya..."

"Alamak, macam maner ni. Abih, unit number betol tak? Unit number?"

Errghh!

How would I know?

"Agaknya salah kasi. Aah, takpelah. Eh thanks thanks!"

Ok. What about my reward?

A slice of pizza would already be good enough to fill my more than empty stomach!

He rushed back into the lift.

I thought that was quite a stupid move.

I also happened to know that the unit number on the bill and the ones displayed on the signboard just above the lift area were not similar.

Hmm.

He came down again soon after.

I thought he looked a little relieved.

I don't think he succesfully located the unit.

He still had the 2 pizza boxes securely placed under his armpits.

He walked on.

But not before turning back, looked at me and said,"They gave me the wrong address! It was 468B!"

I thought a smile was appropriate.

I don't think I would be able to display such a calm disposition after going up the lift twice!

Kudos to you Pizza Guy!!

Picking Up!

2007-04-14T11:03:00.000+08:00

Things have slowly but surely returned to what I deem as normal. I'm no longer drenched in cold sweat. No more shudders. No more tense moments. I'm feeling ok. Much better than I've ever felt in a LONG while. Thank goodness for that cause I have not been able to focus on my job. It was annoying really. Especially when I know I have no control over such fragile aspects of human relation!

I'm not sure if I mention having been promoted to the next level anywhere in this blog. Promotion can only mean 2 things! First, and most importantly of course a pay increment! Yeah! Major extrinsic motivation that will spur the most incompetent being to doing something at work. Haha. Secondly, with every promotion comes that extra baggage of stress! Increased expectations! More responsibilities. I'm not sure how I will fair. But at this point I'm just taking it one step at a time. Appreciating the finer things at work.

Post-ComP

2007-04-07T23:15:00.000+08:00

It was a BIG relief the moment they got off the stage that fateful morning. Ever since I took over, things had been harsh. A little too harsh. Many a times I was driven right to the edge. Maintaining the rapport was important. Earning their respect was another. It was miraculous that I managed to pull the team together administratively. NOT to mention that countless practices held on Saturdays. Venue. Time. Attendance. Attention. Emotional well-being. Money. Datelines. More money. Expectations. Like he mentioned, at times I do feel like standing up and strutt my stuff to show them what I meant!

Thursday's dialogue session did not make much sense to me. Half of me wanted only the results! Endured the eye-opening session until the moment Gn announced the results. The team clinched the Silver award. Great! All the effort paid off. They shed not only sweat. But blood and tears literally. I'm happy for each and everyone of them who have worked they ass off the past months. They might feel the pangs of disappointment but I felt proud of them. Weird enough as this may sound, I am looking forward to the next time I get to lead the team again through the tumultous journey of the SYF!

Woman Power

2007-03-30T08:57:00.000+08:00

Grab it while you can!

2007-03-27T20:01:00.000+08:00

Thanks buddy for helping me sort my thoughts out today.
Something has triggered those thoughts.
As I went through the process with you over the numerous SMSes,
I realised that there is a world beyond the borders of my workstation.
A world that offers a million and one solution to this pressing dilemma of mine.
A world that is evil and manipulative and cruel.
A world of opportunities nonetheless.

[AndarieL]
Oh Mighty One.
Protect me.
Protect my family.
Help me find the path.
Guide me.
Please.
Amin.

Old Boat, Dead Boat?!

2007-03-27T09:03:00.000+08:00

Joe and John were identical twins. Joe owned an old dilapidated boat and kept pretty much to himself. One day he rented out his boat to a group of out-of-staters who sank it. Joe spent all day trying to salvage as much stuff as he could and was out of touch all that day and most of the evening. Unbeknownst to him, his brother John's wife died suddenly.

When he got back on shore he went into town to pick up a few things at the grocery. A kind old neighbor woman mistook him for John and said: "I'm so sorry for your loss. You must feel terrible."

Joe, thinking she was talking about his boat said: "Hell no! Fact is I'm sort of glad to be rid of her. She was a rotten old thing from the beginning. Her bottom was all shriveled up and she smelled like old dead fish. She was always holding water. She had a bad crack in the back and a pretty big hole in the front too. Every time I used her, her hole got bigger and she leaked like crazy. I guess what finally finished her off was when I rented her to those four guys looking for a good time. I warned them that she wasn't very good and smelled bad. But they wanted her anyway. The darn fools tried to get in her all at one time and she split right up the middle!"

The old woman fainted.