Poor SingPost

What is the big deal about the SingPost stunt?
I thought it was an interesting campaign. Quite innovative actually….

Conservative uptight folks out there have instead slammed the publicity stunt and have even called for a fine to be levied on SingPost.

Are Singaporeans that inflexible?

Poor SingPost haha. They've gotten loads of flak recently.

The Day So Far In Gist

Medication kills the appetite. For some meals, I'm been eating half of what I usually eat.

Back to work today. Clearing and replying to 200-odd mails.

Doing self performance appraisal at the same time. I think I worked hard for FY 09/10. I hope I get the same rating as I did last year.

I think OT is in the pipeline for today again.

Called K earlier on. Had a smile on my face when he picked up.

Am okay to meet up with an ex-hostel mate. But not feeling ok about things when he's saying he might bring someone else, another ex-hostel mate. But can't really back out of it now.

I'll be a listening ear again on Wednesday this week. Just arranged for dinner with a girlfriend.

Wondering when is a good slot to cut my hair.

Will be a busy week ahead. Hope the voice and stuffed nose heals soon. Today is Day 5 liao.

Trying to blog to escape from work for a few minutes.

But realising that it is rather silly to do so.

And so I will end this entry here. :)

orisinally original

I'm hooked again to.....www.orisinal.com

Hehe...some of their games are really very cute lah...cut me some slack. ;p

Bad press #3

Was woken at 730am this morning. By an SMS from the boss.
It's either he enjoys hounding me. Or he ENJOYS hounding me.

My company is out in the papers again. Bad press AGAIN.
Article number #3.

After tons of explanation and report writing and fact-finding and background investigations....I think there'll be more to come.

Chairman of Board, Minister, Parliamentary Secretary, CEO, President, General Manager, Corp Comms Team....

Now even foreign counterparts are asking or probing for information...

zzzz...glad I'm on MC today... haha...one less day of fire to fight! :))

Whee!

Japheth

A conversation with a new temp who came in yesterday. Young boy of 18, just done with his As at RJC and now awaiting results.

Me: Do you want to join us for lunch?
Him: Um ok!
Me: What's your name?
Him: Jayferf.
Me: Har?
Him: Jayferf.
Me: Jayferf??
Him: Uh ya.
Me: How do you spell that man?
Him: J-a-p-h-e-t-h
Me: Oh ok...interesting...


It was only later on when K googled for the name then I realised that oh.......
Japheth is actually listed as a son of Noah's in the Hebrew Bible.

Wow. Cheem.

Hop III

Rabbit stoning.
In a corner.
Swiping nose with paw.
On occassion.
Drowsy.
With chemicals.

Boo

A leaky nose, fever and scratchy throat isn’t exactly a fun way to begin the new work year.

The Coll isn’t making it very fun too.

Glad I have other people to cheer me up in the office. And the occasional dose of virtual TLC from the significant other.

Hop II

Rabbit sitting.
On its haunches.
Taking.
A much needed rest.
One ear flopping down.

Blubber

I watched a little of "Biggest Loser Asia" earlier on whilst having a late dinner.

Hmm.

There was a Filipino male contestant who tipped the scales at 200kg.

Hmm.

That's more than 4 times my weight....

Wow.

Pao3 Bu4

I was supposed to go run today...Reached home at 845pm...
By the time I get changed and warmed up, it would have been a little too late to head out for a run....

:(

Lamenting Time

1 dumb report.
2 newspaper articles. (bad press mind you)
3 organisations.
4 weeks of mayhem.

Plenty of people getting overly kancheong.
Working Level Staff, Senior Managers, Bosses, Senior Bosses, Parliamentary Secretaries, a Minister.

And who is the little fry at the end of the whole food chain?

No points for guessing.

Me.

For all the grand hoo-ha-ing which has been going on.
For all the people who are getting worked up.
For all the rest who are trying to get as much information as possible from me so as to cover their asses.
For all who are trying to get themselves out of the picture as far as possible.

Screw them. Screw it. Screw whatever.

But for all the rest of the sweethearts who are or have been a great helping hand in this whole mess.

I'm very grateful.

For my boss who is bearing a greater part of the burden actually.
I salute him. For having the energy to keep up with all this.
Maybe this is just a piece of cake for one with 30-odd years of experience.

But on the other hand.

Wah lau.
I am on on the brink of puking from being "harrassed" by him.

He called me at least 9 or 10 times today.
With the last 5 phone calls happening between 715pm to 1015pm.

He sms-ed me about the same number of times.
And I spent close to 2 hours in his office in total throughout the whole day.

I think I spoke to him on the phone today more than I have with my significant other.
Sheesh.

I hope tomorrow won't be as "eventful" as today.

of hems...but no haws.

I have come to realise.
That the skirts and dresses worn by working class girls.
Have grown.
Considerably.
SHORTER.

What the hell?
I saw a girl in my office tower today.
Wearing a dress which ended like at the most 3 or 4 inches below her butt only lor!!

Tell me is this appropriate for office?
Or am I just a prude?

P/s: to my horror, the girl took the same lift as I did and I discovered that she was working for the same organisation as I. Government public service employee leh. Can wear such stuff meh? *faint*

I'm Yours

Jason, I've neglected you these past few months.
So glad we spent some quality time earlier on!

Hop

Rabbit caught
In the glare
Of a car's headlamps
Frozen in terror and surprise

Throw a Stone and.....

You'll hit a graduate.

At least this was what people said about 5-6 years ago.

I think this phrase should be updated. It should sound like this now....

"Throw a stone and you'll hit....

A Masters student or a person already holding a Masters".


Why is everyone taking Masters?
Just found out two friends are doing their Masters now.

One MBA with Insead and one Masters in Science with NUS.....

I guess. I just don't have the drive to study anymore.
Did too much of that in uni perhaps? Haa.

How interesting.

Someone whom I've not been in touch for a long long time just asked me...

"How? Have you moved into your new flat? How's the environment there?"

How interesting.

It must really have been a very long time since we last communicated.

Tanned

My whole body's of varying shades of skin colour...With the tops of my shoulders being the darkest.

糟糕。。。这么办？

I had a dream

I saw my grandmother. She's 94 come February 16th but I saw her in her late 70s or early 80s, when she was still able to walk for longer periods of time.

I was in Malaysia. I think. Accompanying my grandmother to buy some household items. I remember buying clothes-pegs.

I saw schoolchildren. Most were just blurred visions. But there were two who spoke to me. Little Malays girls of ages 8 or 9 with pigtails. Sisters I think as they looked very much alike. The elder one spoke to me. There was a very mature and sombre air about her.

I remember feeling a general air of anxiety, heavy and bearing down on me. I remember the watchful eyes of Malay and Chinese hooligans on us. They were lurking in various streetcorners.

I remember two other boys with me. Not sure how they were related to me though. One was younger than I and the other was older than I. My grandmother and I were talking to them. We turned to look at something and when we turned back, they were gone. I remember trying to look for them. Perhaps this was when I felt the anxiousness.


Some analysis gleaned from websites:

Grandmother
To see your grandmother in your dream, represents nurturance, protection, and unconditional love. Consider the qualities and characteristics that exist in your own grandmother.

Children
To see children in your dream, signify an aspect of yourself and your childlike qualities. You may be retreating back to a childlike state where you are longing for the past and the chance to satisfy repressed desires and unfulfilled hopes. Perhaps there is something that you need to see grow and nurtured. Take some time off and cater to the inner child within. Alternatively, the dream may be highlighting you innocence, purity, simplicity, and carefree attitude.

Anxiety
To dream that you are experiencing some anxiety in some affair, is a reflection of what you may be feeling during your waking life. You may have repressed thoughts, unexpressed emotions, resentment, and hostility that are triggering your anxiety dream. This dream also denotes that you are disastrous mixing business with pleasure

Crabby Old Man

Someone sent me this poem and I thought it best to share with others.
Old age, something which we all don't really think about now at age 30.
But which will inevitably arrive sooner than we think.

Nice and touching. Enjoy.

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What do you see nurses? . . What do you see?
What are you thinking . . . . when you're looking at me?
A crabby old man, . . . . not very wise,
Uncertain of habit . . . ... with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food . . . . . . and makes no reply.
When you say in a loud voice . . . . "I do wish you'd try!"
Who seems not to notice . .. . the things that you do.
And forever is losing . . . . . . a sock or a shoe?

Who, resisting or not . .. . . . lets you do as you will,
With bathing and feeding. . . . the long day to fill?
Is that what you're thinking? . . Is that what you see?
Then open your eyes, nurse . . . you're not looking at me..

I'll tell you who I am. . . as I sit here so still,
As I do at your bidding, . . . as I eat at your will.
I'm a small child of ten . .. with a father and mother,
Brothers and sisters . . . . . . who love one another.

A young boy of sixteen . . . . with wings on his feet
Dreaming that soon now . . . . . a lover he'll meet..
A groom soon at twenty .. . . .my heart gives a leap.
Remembering, the vows . .. . that I promised to keep.

At twenty-five, now . . . . . I have young of my own.
Who need me to guide . . and a secure happy home.
A man of thirty . . . . . My young now grown fast,
Bound to each other . . . With ties that should last.

At forty, my young sons . . . have grown and are gone,
But my woman's beside me . . .. to see I don't mourn.
At fifty, once more, . . babies play 'round my knee,
Again, we know children . .. . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me . . . .my wife is now dead.
I look at the future . . . . .. shudder with dread..
For my young are all rearing . . . young of their own.
And I think of the years,. and the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man . . . . . and nature is cruel.
Tis jest to make old age .. . . look like a fool.
The body, it crumbles .. . grace and vigour, depart.
There is now a stone . .. . where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass . . . a young guy still dwells,
And now and again .. . . . my battered heart swells.
I remember the joys . . . . . I remember the pain.
And I'm loving and living . . . . . . life over again.

I think of the years, all too few . .. . gone too fast.
And accept the stark fact . . . that nothing can last.
So open your eyes, people .. . . .. . open and see.
Not a crabby old man. Look closer .. . see ME!!

Yammy Yummy?

It was a somewhat hot, sticky, sweaty but aromatic afternoon.

K and I were battling it out in the kitchen.

The opponents?

500gm of rice flour, 500gm of yam, black mushrooms, chinese sausages, dried shrimp, soy sauce, sesame oil, pepper, sugar and water. Oh yes, coriander, ried shallots, red chilli and spring onions.

Yeah, oh well, we were making Yam Cake.

1st attempt.

It turned out alright in terms of texture, colour, garnish and all.

BUT. I took my first taste and it was friggin bland. Darn.

We followed the recipe to a T. I think we should have just gone with our instincs. Afterall, cooking is quite usually based on instinct and "aggarration".

Still, it was a good first sttempt. Next time round it'll be MUCH BETTER.

I'll guarantee it. :)

A colourful colourful forest of garnishing...