May 2004

Remember this? What a crazy save!

This must be the most concise and detailed explanation of Singlish.

Explanation of Singlish

I am impressed, did not know there is so many different forms of Singlish, there are even names for them!

Caught Shrek 2 yesterday. It was so funny! And the references, each scene of the movie seems to a spoof of something, and if your eyes are not sharp enough, you will miss most of the subtle jokes. Oh, Puss In Boots was the scene stealer, just like The Donkey was in the first movie.

Intend to watch it again, either in the cinema or on DVD when it comes out, I am thinking I missed some of the jokes the first time round.

Yesterday ST’s Peanuts strip :



Charlie Brown : Do you ever try to imagine what your dream girl would look like?

Snoopy : She’d have round ears like two cookies, big eyes like two more cookies and a nose like a cookie …



This is why I love Peanuts so much.

Isn’t he adorable? He is my baby in Perth and his name is Jojo. Testing out this new BloggerBot thing where you can publish photos almost instantly.

Anyone remember this character?

It was one of my favourite cartoons.

Is it still consider a job promotion when there is no pay increment, still doing the same old shitty stuff, still getting the same shit from everyone and basically nothing changes except for the internal change in job title?

To see a world in a grain of sand

And a heaven in a wild flower,

Hold infinity in the palm of your hand

And eternity in an hour.

- William Blake

Auguries of Innocence

When I first started working, I used to wonder why people can be so detached from their job. I wonder why people can be so bitter about the company they worked for, why they treat their job and the company with such malice. I always told myself no matter what job I am in, I will give my best, I will slog through without any complains and be happy merely at the fact that I have a job.

But I realised that for the last 1 or 2 years, I have lost all hope in my job. I struggled to get to work every morning, I complained bitterly to anyone who bothers to listen about how overworked and underpaid I was, how I had not a single pay rise for the past 3 years. How my salary is peanuts compared to so many other people. And how stressful my job is, facing abusive clients day in day out.

I guess I changed. Or just perhaps, I lost my innocence.

Me : I hate my job.

Friend : Look on the bright, at least you have one.

Me : This kind of job, have or don’t have doesn’t make a difference.

Friend : At least you get paid.

Me : When I receive my pay, I feel like a whore.

The above conversation sums up how I feel about my job now.