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For family, very good friends, long-lost friends, normal friends, enemies and strangers... You all know (or will get to know) how lazy and forgetful I am, right? Missing gatherings and disappearing once in a while. Well... THIS is the place you should visit often to find me and see what I've been up to. I can't guarantee consistent updating but I'll try my best!! So bear with me, yea? Remember to add me on Friendster if you haven't done so.
Momo M's Super Random Photo Slide (193 photos from 2004 and on)
Blog name might seem a little lame but you all know that I am not THAT creative. Melon soda is taken... Melon pan is taken... Melon is taken... So I picked melon syrup lor.
I'm feeling very lonely on this journey to find my life's purpose.
I guess when you are searching for something this personal, it's difficult to find a companion who shares the same thoughts and feelings. Or at least someone who is willing to stand by you.
I know age is just a number and a lot of things are like mind over matter. My body, however, are just showing very obvious signs of age.
First. My face is breaking out way too much and blackheads are taking over every possible skin surface. How can oil prices be so freaking high when I have loads of it on my face?! It's like super icky and now I know how a shriveled strawberry feels.
Second. My boobs are so saggy. If you piss me off, I can slap you with them. It's so sad that I never had perky boobs. For as long as I remember, they just grew (apart) and decided to hang out with gravity.
Partially my fault because I did not go find myself some bra to wear. Partially Mum's fault because she didn't get me some bra to wear. I know kids who are wearing camisoles in Primary 2!! Gosh... It is so embarrassing to think that I only started wearing SINGLETS in *gasp* secondary school!
Shit. The more I think of it, the more irritated I feel. I am not destined to have perky breasts until surgery.
Third. My libido is dead. It's not as if I have been doing it like rabbits lar but... Just the thought of it makes me wanna sleep. The drive is dead, can change or not? Think I am happy being asexual.
Okay... I am VERY disappointed that my last working day has been pushed back. Not by one but two and a half days!!
6 more working days... 6 more days sitting next to noisy FB Stalker. I can do it, I can tolerate till the end.
First, the agency miscalculated my annual leave (AL). Then they said I took an additional day of sick leave, which need to be deducted off from my AL. Then I decided that no one should be working on their birthday and applied for a half day leave for mine.
Btw, it's next Monday. 22nd of September. Think I will go book-shopping that day.
Counting down to my last day at work, I've started off with double-digits numbers of days to nine more working days. Waiting very excitedly and eagerly, for the nine to trim itself down to one. No, make that zero.
P/s: I am not sure if I should beg or smack FB Stalker to keep quiet. Please stop talking loudly to yourself. Please stop whispering to yourself. Please stop stomping your feet. It's noisy and makes you looks like a retard. Please stop singing if you don't know the lyrics of the song. Please stop singing in a fake voice. Please stop singing completely. Please stop sucking your teeth to dislodge whatever that's stuck.
I'll add more to the list when he's doing something else today.
P/p/s: Please stop singing/humming if you don't know the melody of the song. Please stop singing with a quivering fake voice. Please stop tapping the mouse loudly with your fingers.
P/p/p/s: Please, at the very least, lower the volume of your music. Please understand that not everyone share the same taste in music as you. Aren't you aware that you are sharing a common workspace?
A few months ago, my sisters (yes, both of them) were in my room using my laptop. They didn't switch on the power and it seems like the lappy's battery ran dry and fried itself to death.
I noticed these weird orange and green flashes when I power on to charge the battery. While charging, the battery icon will usually light up in green and goes off when it's done. Even after "charging" overnight, the flashing continued. Three orange flashes followed by one green flash.
I don't even know if I can still charge this thing. Tsk...
Three times of this...
And once of this...
Found out, online, that my battery has spoilt. And replacing it is not cheap. The cheapest battery on Dell's website, inclusive of delivery and GST, is $220.42. OMG... I was expecting to pay less than $100 for the replacement.
Apparently I am not familiar with all these peripheral pricings but it's really f***king expensive. Stupid battery...
*sigh*
Guess I have to live without the battery. My laptop is almost three years old and this is the second major problem I've faced. So it's really not too bad. I have been taking rather good care of my lappy. And maybe the battery is just going to die soon anyway. Ah well...
You know, I am so tempted to get a new PINK laptop. But my baby is still working fine. Plus, I've all the programs I ever need installed and its hdd is filled with porn my stuff. Until the real need arises, then maybe I can consider getting a second laptop. Hahaha...
P/s: I was sorely tempted because boyfriend just got himself a new lappy. Maybe I should just go and get the Wacom Bamboo Fun tablet to please myself.
Tentatively anyway... My supervisor hasn't rejected any of my applied leave yet. I've earned five days of annual leave that I need to clear, remember?
Funny how working for three measly months can earned me more than one third of my annual leave.
15 work days isn't much but WHY do time crawls when you want it to move quickly and vice versus?? Got to find a way to pass and make good use of my time.
Is sleeping early a good use or waste of time? I have been going to bed rather early since I have started work here. Last night was my personal best... I KO-ed at 8.30pm. I was so tempted to sleep at 8pm but it's way to early. Even for a no-lifer like me.
Am I a pro-sleeper or what? Speaking of pro-sleeping reminds me of my poly girlfriend, Becky.
She can sleep any where, at any time and in any position. I fondly remembered her sitting on the floor outside of the computer lab or the tutorial room, and dozing off. Just give her 30 secs of solitude and boom! She's asleep.
Don't know if she's still like that now though. Man, missing my poly days now.
P/s: Got an internal email to say that... FB Stalker is on MC today. Yay! Peace at last. I was so bloody irritated by him yesterday.
Hey, I am not cheering because he is sick. I don't dislike him THAT much to feel happy about bad things that has happened to him, okay? I am just glad that he is not next to me (or within a five meters radius), making lots of noise.
I am so glad that my supervisor and those in the management has decided that none of their talking will make me change my mind. I don't know if I will ever regret this but I am so happy to remove the weight from my shoulders.
I even earned myself five days of leave that I will need to clear before my last day. This is the ultimate shiok-ness... Icing on the cake.
This is depressing... Can't believe Yahoo! is shutting down the auction site. I mean, it's not like people are not using the service mah. Unlike eBay SG...
Yahoo! Auctions SG was a pretty popular place to trade until it got struck by some "technical" hiccup.
Seriously... Either Yahoo! is just unable or didn't want to fix the freaking technical tragedy. Tsk. Kinda sad and irritated at the same time. All the positive feedbacks I have gathered from my years of trading on that site. How can they do this to us!
*sob*
Ah well, moving on. Gotta find a new place to sell my stuff soon.
I received this email from Carrie last week. Specially for those who are working in the customer service line, like myself. *ahem*
I have gave up tagging my post. It's too troublesome to start in the middle, leaving the hundreds of stuff I have posted previously tagless.
The Law of the Garbage Truck
Author: Unknown
One day I hopped in a taxi and we took off for the airport. We were driving in the right lane when suddenly a black car jumped out of a parking space right in front of us. My taxi driver slammed on his breaks, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us. My taxi driver just smiled and waved at the guy.
And I mean, he was really friendly.
So I asked, 'Why did you just do that? This guy almost ruined your car and sent us to the hospital!' This is when my taxi driver taught me what I now call, 'The Law of the Garbage Truck.'
He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment. As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally. Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.
The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day. Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets. So...
Love the people who treat you right. Pray for the ones who don't.
Life is ten percent what you make it and ninety percent how you take it!
I secretly like this song very much. Heh... When I first caught the MV while k-ing with Amy, Yitch and Roy, I thought it was really nice.
Though the Olympics is held in China, I feel Chinese from all over the whole are involved. Just like the MV featuring many Chinese artists from different countries. We had fun star-spotting while watching the MV.
Was so disappointed that this song wasn't played in the opening ceremony. Tsk.
You know... After deciding to quit at the end of September, I am actually feeling better. I guess I would use this as a boost to help me get through each day.
Even after submitting my resignation letter, I have to serve a 1.5 months notice and forgo one month's pay. Stupid contract... If I wasn't that eager to find a job, I wouldn't have agreed with the terms.
With this happy thought in mind, I feel a little immune to FB Stalker's nonsensical singing/humming. Seriously.
I've prayed two nights in a row and have been chanting, "Today is a good day" for more than 10 times since I've reached the office. That, in my opinion, is how bad things are to me.
I probably wouldn't be able to hold much longer. I don't know what is causing my anxiety but I don't want to find the cause and cure it.
I feel that no one is supporting my decision to quit. They all ask me to stay for a few more months and see how. What is there to see?! I feel so lonely, fighting this battle from the mental turmoil I'm getting from work.
Though money will always be an issue, the bling in my salary is getting dimmer.
I accidentally tore a hole in the sponge that on my headset. I swear it's an accident. Plus it is already rotting away. Anyway, Carrie sent me a picture of myself in the pool.
Tomorrow is the start of another week and I can't help but dread going back to work. I either have to start liking my job, even for a teeny bit, or put my mind at ease and leave.
I'm longing to be free
Yesterday, I attended my first Malay wedding but felt extremely left out because I didn't know anyone there except for boyfriend. So I just went there for some food and pretended to be interested in the conversations around me.
I've noticed, as I grow older, my tolerance level for being in awkward situations is getting worst. I'll get very agitated until I am freed. I also feel that I am becoming less generous (reads a selfish me), open and forgiving to the actions of others. I know in my heart that people are entitled to whatever they wish to do but it's just getting more difficult to not mind them.
Anyway...
After the wedding reception, boyfriend and I head over to Chinatown for the Hungry Ghost dinner.
The Hungry Ghost festival marks the release of spirits from Hell and they get a month-long excursion trip back in the Human world. I don't expect Hell to have hawker centres, food courts or fast-food restaurants. So the spirits released are generally hungry, hence the Hungry Ghost festival.
Yes, the dinner. I didn't check with parents on the venue and just assumed that it will be at the usual place outside Chinatown Complex. These annual Hungry Ghost dinners has been held there for as long as I can remember.
I was surprised to see that the Buddha Tooth Relic Temple has completely taken over the empty plot of land. Now, where are we going to have the dinner??
Space taken by the temple...
Groups of senior citizens playing chess
Called Mum and found out we're going to have dinner at the basement where the wet market is. Aside from not having proper air circulation in the area, can't help but feel that the whole event has been down-graded and is losing its cultural value.
Just as we were heading down to the basement, boyfriend and I heard the fireworks from the National Day Parade. Managed to catch some sparkles in the sky.
As expected, the dining area was warm and stuffy. Unfortunately for our table, a pair of loud speakers was awfully close and too loud for comfort.
Killer speakers
Told ya it was crowded...
View from the bottom
At the front, a stage has been set up to hold a number of 'lucky' items that will be auctioned to fund next year's event. I don't really know what's the main purpose of this dinner but I know there are less of them and they are getting smaller.
Maybe in 10 years, these celebratory dinners might disappear. The host, who is also the auctioneer, is the same person for many years. There's no young blood in line to carry on his duty.
In the past, such auctions would have gathered numerous responses and closing prices were sky-high. People are either getting poorer or less generous.
While the more meaningful or prosperous items got bids, the less popular items are sold quickly... Usually to the first bidder.
The stage
Auctioning a bottle of liquor
I was reading Saturday's papers and there was this article on religion. It seems like the number of Taoism followers are decreasing. Not sure if there's any connection between Taoism and the Hungry Ghost festival. Surely in the future, there will be less people practising the type of worship my grandparents and parents have been doing.
I saw this in last week's Sunday Times and found it rather meaningful.
Very often, I feel like I'm living in despair. I don't know what am I doing or should be doing. My life is gloomy and unfulfilled... I don't look forward to tomorrow because I know I won't be able to make use of my time properly.
I hate putting myself through things I don't like (eg, my current job but need the bling) and wish there's a reset button that I can press to start everything from the scratch.
I'm haven't absorbed the whole article yet but I hope one fine day, I will be able to embrace and apply positive thinking to my life.
*sigh*
Sunny-side up, please Beat the bad times with positive thoughts that can shape your life
The Sunday Times - 3 August 2008 Author: Chua Mui Hoong
I had just 24 hours to fly in from Bangkok after a regional trip, go home to shower, unpack, pop by the office, return home to pack, and return to the airport for a long-haul flight to New York.
Oh, and take a driving test in between.
This was over 10 years ago.
I do not enjoy travelling or flying and certainly not on back-to-back trips. And driving - driving constitutes a special kind of stress for spatially challenged folk like me. I had already failed my driving test twice and had no confidence I could pass it under such circumstances.
I happened to mention this to a colleague at that time and she told me: 'Use visualisation. Visualise yourself getting into the car, driving calmly, passing the test. You will pass!'
I raised an eyebrow. I did not believe in such mumbo-jumbo. Nevertheless, I tried it.
The day of the driving test came. My tester was a genial, avuncular man. 'Don't feel nervous, just treat this as one of your usual lessons,' he advised. I relaxed instantly - and passed the test.
I have always remembered that day because it was my first personal experience of the power of the mind.
Whatever the reasons - good driving skills, the ability to stay calm, or those visualisations - I managed to muster something strong and positive in myself, hitch it to the powers of the universe and pass my driving test against my own expectation.
While going through cancer treatment a few years ago, I was introduced to an array of mind-body healing techniques.
Before the cancer surgery, a friend gave me a tape and book which used guided imagery and visualisations. I played the tape a few times in the days leading to the surgery.
I tapped on my own Christian faith and prayed. I harnessed the love and positive thoughts of my circle of friends across the world from different religions, gave them the date and time of my surgery, and asked for their prayers and positive thoughts.No doubt my surgeon was also highly skilful. The operation went smoothly. As operations recovery went, mine was nearly effortless.
I have since come to believe in the power of the mind. I do not mean to suggest that the mind can overcome all suffering or illnesses. This is too simplistic a view.
But I do think there is some truth to the truism that we are what we think, and wisdom in the old adage that positive thinking can transform lives.
If nothing else, putting a positive spin when going through a difficult phase in life helps us stay hopeful - even if it does little to change the material facts of the circumstances.
And as we all know, hope in the face of adversity can be a great source of strength.
Sentient, feeling, loving human beings are no strangers to suffering. Pain is a constant in life; only those who have stopped loving and stopped growing feel no pain.
When one feels pain, the temptation to anaesthetise it away with activity is strong. It is only when we embrace the pain, accept it, trace its contours, learn its rhythms, that we can hope to move beyond that valley of pain, into the flatlands of daily, routine life.
In the darkness of the valley, it is easy to lose sight of hope. It is easy to mistake a transitory journey through the darklands, for a permanent sojourn.
It is at precisely such times, that the power of the mind can work wonders.When I go through those valley experiences, I have come to rely on an arsenal of tools both spiritual and material.
In the material world, I stave off depression by tapping on friends and company. I try to eat regularly and sleep well, with the aid of herbal or medical concoctions if necessary.
I make myself do things even when all I want to do is stay home and mope. I drag friends to shop with me, take time out for a massage, visit someone - even when every light in my universe seems dimmed, when every activity is poignant with loss and anguish.
My spiritual arsenal has expanded over the years. Meditation in the Catholic tradition has become a lifesaver, as has more mainstream forms of prayer.
When the heart and mind want to dwell excessively on negativity and pain, I practise the habit of zapping negative thoughts.
It's very simple: you learn to identify the thought pattern that triggers feelings of despair. You zap the thought and say: Stop!
You replace that negative thought pattern with a pre-determined sentence or affirmation that is positive and life-giving.
It is amazing how well such a simple prescription works, and how quickly you are able to stop trains of negative thinking in their tracks.
Amid the confusion and pain of a turbulent episode - whether it's a major illness, a divorce, a bereavement or a job loss - it requires superhuman effort to remember that life was not always so grey. It requires wilful effort to believe that one day, things will get better.
For most of us, the pattern of our lives, and memories of happier times, will bear out this faith that from the desolation of the ashes today, a phoenix may arise tomorrow.
Positive affirmations are one simple way to help us remember that after the tempest comes the rainbow - whose beauty can still stir our battered souls.
If all these sound like mumbo-jumbo to you, at least know that there are sizeable numbers of people in the world today practising such esoteric mind practices who will swear they work.
A 2006 movie, The Secret, tells of the 'law of attraction' - a reference to the belief that positive thinking and hopeful expectation attracts what we want into our lives.
This is apparently not a new idea but can be traced back to ancient Egyptian and Hindu philosophies.
I've often thought of God and the universe as benign beings who want good for human beings. If that stands, it's a matter of simple logic to believe that God, the universe, all powers that be, conspire to give you the things you need and want, which are good for you and good for others. And they are just a hopeful, positive, wilful thought away.
Call me an optimist, but I reckon that's a pretty hopeful way upon which to build a life.
Politics in moi office is worst than I thought. Very scary and hell, I do not want to be involved in any of those shit. I am just going to follow Lek's advise by acting as one big blur cock. Okay... She didn't exactly mention "big" and "cock" but you get what I mean, yea?
Feeling bored and ripped this questionaire off Spinel's blog. Ha!!
Instructions: Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, things... nothing made up! Try to use different answers if the person before you had the same first initial (which is hard if you already read their answers). You can't use your name for the boy/girl.
1. Your name. Evelyn
2. 4-letter word. Even
3. Vehicle. E-series Mercedes :D
4. City. Edinburgh (Goggled for this. It's like a big hint that I should be traveling more.)
5. Boy name. Edward, Edwin, Evans, Edmond...
6. Girl name. Eugenia (?!)
7. Alcoholic drink. E something... I forgot the name.
8. Occupation. Eye doctor?
9. Something you wear. Earmuffs (googled for this too)
10. Celebrity. Eddie Murphy and Elvis!
11. Food. Eggs
12. Something found in a bathroom. Exfoliating shower foam??
13. Reason for being late. Exit at the wrong station.
I don't 100% hate my job yet but days like today definitely won't make me love them.
I don't even know where to start explaining about my lousy day at work. Mondays are no longer blue, they are black. Stupid computer malfunctions...
Thank goodness for great colleagues. At least I got to relax abit during lunch. If not, I will surely go nuts and very thankfully, that noisy Facebook-friends-profile-stalking person sitting next to me was on leave.
Yipee! With all the crazy things that went on today, I would have snapped and kick him at where it hurts most. I wanted to add "if he was to irritate me" but since when had he tried not to do so.
Sigh... I have started work for about one month now and I still haven't found a good pace to live my life. I've been wasting hours after work (and the weekends) by doing nothing and it's killing me!!
When I got home and changed, I realized I was totally in black at work. Black shirt, black skirt, black bra and black panties. Though I don't think my dressing has caused such a busy Monday but I'm taking it as a hint that I need to add more colours to the way I dress to work.
Think I'm ovulating because I feeling so hormonal imbalanced. I'm cranky and my face is in freaking horrible shape. I desperately need someone to do an extraction for me... I have a blackhead plantation for a face!
P/s: Managed to fulfill my durian cravings today. Think I have been wanting to eat them for a very long time! Though not the best of durians, I am satisfied. Just gotta bear with durian-pee for the next few days.
Someone, a female, in this level has very regular bowel movement. Lol... The reason why I'm commenting about this is because the toilet stink! I don't understand how some people don't mind stinking to the toilet every morning.
I find it pretty embarrassing to shit in public toilets... But it's just me. If you find some sort of enjoyment in doing so, then it's your call. Just don't let me know because I will avoid going to the toilet with you when we're out. Ha...
There was a phone problem in the morning. The telephone time is way off, we couldn't login and incoming calls got the voice mail. Woo hoo~ Think it could be caused by a blackout in the server room. Everything is back to normal now.
