Tuesday, Jun 17 2008 

it was a huge success. i didn’t expect you to come. thank you jo.

recently i landed myself in a rather compromising situation. stuck between a rock and a hard place, is what people would term it i believe. point is, having asked some people about what their solutions would be, i would say i’m competing with rather uncreative people for jobs. at the end of the day, i guess it doesn’t matter too much whether i get that masters or not.

recently also i interviewed this lady for the position of finance manager. she has all the criterias that i wanted. she’s sophisicated and most important of all, she looks smart and intellectual. sexy, aye? just kidding. her name is erina. to confirm again whether she will be the one suitable for that post, i asked her this question…

you are driving down an empty road one rainy night and you chance upon a bus stand. you see 3 people;

a) your best friend whom you owe a favour,

b) an old woman who needs a doctor quickly, or

c) the love of your life.

assuming your car only has space for 1 person, who would you take and why?

her answer was…  i’d let my best friend drive the old woman to a hospital and spend the rest of the night with the love of my life.

BINGO!

i’m quite sure you don’t get workers with brainstorms like this back here. :)

nehoos, i’ve something for you guys to work out for me.. here it goes…

guy a and guy b are best friends. a girl only has 1 day to live and wishes to kiss a guy. between the both of them, she would rather pick guy a over a. she approaches guy a but he requests for more time to consider. guy b, however, readily accepts her proposal, on the condition that he informs guy a, so that a doesn’t have to make a decision. guy b is also pushy about the girl accepting his offer quickly. in this situation, the girl has to pick one of either guys. if she’s lucky, guy a accepts and she gets what she wants. if guy a doesn’t say anything or says no, however, how can she manipulate guy 2 to wait for her and accept her?

you have something to say? text or call me.. pleasee…

Friday, Jun 13 2008 

marshall, i just read your comment again and this time i want to reply. it was a boxing event. white collar; charity boxing. i wasn’t well dressed. i was from work and that is how i normally dress. stop going around and spread rumours about me being gay. there is absolutely nothing wrong with me being single. i just pefer it that way, can’t i? i am not angry but just setting things straight. thanks for all the messages from my ex tcc colleagues who couldn’t understand my previous post. sorry if its too difficult for you guys to understand. simply because you guys are a bunch of mat and minahs. i just hate you guys. i am typing all these in simple english and i am pretty sure you understand. i am having an open house at my new address this weekend. everyone’s invited to come and if you guys would want to come by, just text me and will give you the address. if you are lucky enough, i might just bring you around on my yacht. i can bring you guys to one degree 15 for lunch too. don’t ask me why i am suddenly doing this gathering. i’ve not met some of you guys for soooooo long and also i just feel like it. thanks a bunch to sarah for that parcel. appreciate it so much if you could head down to cove too. i want to show you around and don’t forget your junior.

it’s not my time
I’m not going
There’s a fear in me
It’s not showing
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
But, It’s not my time
I’m not going
There’s a fear in me
Now I know that
This could be the end of me
And everything I know
Oh, I won’t go
I won’t go

 

Wednesday, Jun 4 2008 

it’s been a while since i last wrote about anything. particularly because the last week or so has seen me getting busy with the profile of chief, a la unsung hero. also interesting in my life is the introduction of a self-proclaimed victim of anxiety disorder. both are getting profiled as you read this.

add to that, i’m charting out my course of action for the next few weeks once the audit is over. there’s no other way to go about this other than to actually experience it for a week before deciding whether i should post out. if all goes well, i should be able to continue leading a smooth life.

i think i need panadol soon.

the lack of pride you say? or the presence of a highly delusional pride arising out of stupidity?

i really can’t imagine living with a kidney. bad enough i have poor immune system.

fuck it.

i want to go to the singapore flyer. she’s already  been there and seems like she doesn’t want to go there with me. :(