Sunday, December 20, 2009

The Latest BIG Word

Paraphernalia.

That's the new BIG word that has hit PushyTown. He keeps using it like its part of the normal English language. But in mo' town, we dunno that paraphernalia dude. Tis' no gonna no stop us lowly Pup dudettes from no comprend that paraphenalia dude.

So wat did tis' Pup dudette do? She went to take a lookie up Wiki.

Great. Now I know what Paraphenalia means. Ya' no scare me no more, PushyPanda!

Sunday, December 13, 2009

The taste of Soba is Soooooooooo Bootilicious!


Whatever that means.

To update my readers, my Soba, after being kidnapped for a week, was finally returned home safe and sound.

It's Organic!

For the curious ones, the Soba is now living happily in my stomach. Happily-ever-after.

Aww shucks I love happy endings. Sniff.


Monday, December 7, 2009

So near, yet Soba..

sob.

My Soba lies over the Ocean..

My Soba lies over the Sea!

My Soba lies over the Ocean..

So bring back my Soba to me!

Bringgg BACK, o bringgg BACK!
O bring back my Soba to me, TO ME!

Bringgg BACK, o bringgg BACK!
O BRING BACK MY SOBA TO ME!


Poser Fillers


I hate to admit it, but I think I had over-estimated my capabilities in producing the results of my secret project. Sorry to disappoint anyone following my entries (anyone at all?), but I'm quite determined not to reveal the details of my project until I have something to show.. Otherwise like to braggart lidat. I am PoserPup, not BraggratPup. So there.

* = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * =

And now for some Fillers...

* = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * = * =

I've recently discovered that I have a detractor.

This sneaky no-goodie-two-shoes lice-attracting mutt!!

How does he have the decency to degrade my artistic talent and rawr power!!

He thinks I dunno, he thinks he can get away with ravaging my dignity to shreds until there is no more of poserness left?!?!

He thinks I won't fight back, he thinks I will wallow in sorrow and be engulfed in my own world of anguish and pain?!?!

I say.

He is WRONG!!
I will fight back!!

Just you wait - you no good two-faced vermin of a...

.. pure breed Labrador canine..
(not his real picture)

Who stays next door and barks whenever I sing in the toilet..
Is my singing THAT BAD??

Hates u.



Friday, December 4, 2009

Onwards, PoserPup!

Now that it's been about a month since I settled into my position with Society of Beaming Rhinos, it is time that I DO what I have been SAYing for several weeks now - pursue my interests with my spare time.

Actually I can say that I have already started on one - that is to do up my blog. I think a blog is very important to me because its like a diary - only better. It allows me to keep track of how I have been spending my life. Little by little, my experiences may seem trivial or boring each time I write an entry. However I believe when I am old and developing rheumatism, I will enjoy reminiscing the past thru' reading my entries through the archives. On a separate note, I hope Blogger will live long and strong, since my database of entries is maintained on its server.

One thing about my personal interests is that it is sooo varied. I have sooo many interests/hobbies that I'd like to pursue but as a working professional, it's hard to commit and I feel my Achilles' heel nagging at my motivation.

Still, I don't want to live to the age of rheumatism and have nothing to show my grandchildren aside from my lame sense of humour. Thus I am quite decided to work on this new and upcoming project that is something that I have been wanting to do for YEARS............. YEARS i tell u.

This very cool project will be launched this weekend, and I will TRY MY BEST to be disciplined enough to update my progress, here, on a daily basis. I shan't elaborate on it right now because I'm really sleepy from a very looong day. Thus be prepared to see more on this very cool project in less than 48h time.

With this, I bid all of you.. bonne nuit mes amis!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Moon Bright Bright

The night sky's clear today and the moon is bright bright today.
It's really pretty 'coz the clouds are lined with a faint turquoise colour.

Attempted to take some pics of the night scene with my beloved N86 but it didn't work out. The lighting was wrecked by the nearby lamp post and it was really hard for my dear N86 to focus. Thus I gave up and deleted all the blurry shots after several attempts.

No chio pic for u tonight. Boo.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

It's Pretty Damn Pretty



I had wanted to post this a week ago but I had some problems with uploading these from my beloved Nokia N86. The problem was that I left my phone-USB cable in office. lolx.


So, I was making my way to Society of Beaming Rhinos other office (we have more than 1 offices in town) for a training session some time i
n last-last week. The weather was really hot, and it was one of those mornings when I woke up on the wrong side of my bed feeling a little grouchy.


When I exited the subway and emerged at ground level, my grouch dissipated like the gentle wafts of the sun-lit mist in the morning breeze of spring.
Whatever that means.

I saw the prettiest sight I'd seen in several weeks..


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Chio boh??

This pretty sight was the result of the heavy rainfalls flooding Bucket Timama several days back. The pic had been taken about a day after the torrential rainfalls.


With Cluck Key Subway in the backdrop..

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Hope u like what I liked!
Gnight!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Relak, Saturday (Cont'd)

Tis' a bit odd that I'm updating what I done on Saturday on a Wednesday. However due to fan request (PushyPanda), I will update on what I had done on Saturday. Otherwise I will have no more credibility and no more face to continue to survive in society.

So Saturday I didn't go out and buy a cake for Poppadum.
I did some cleaning tho' but not much. I'd wanted to put on a video to watch as I worked, but eventually I got too distracted and stopped working instead (I am still proud that I had tried..).

The show that got me to stop cleaning was "You're Beautiful", korean drama. The story is similar to "Coffee Prince", but the setting is something else. Actually I'm not too impressed with the storyline. The CP actors, imo, were much better than the YB actors. Also, the lead actress in CP was cuter than the YB actress. However, cause I have a bimbiotic mind, I just watched it anyways. Think I'm just stubborn and want to quickly finish the show.

I'm not gonna provide any synopsis of the show here, k-fans can go and check it out yo' check it out.

Ok that's all I have for today's lunch time brog. Tonight if got mood will come back and brog some more.


p.s. I'm so excited this Friday is a public horridae! =D~


Saturday, November 21, 2009

Relak, Saturday!

It's nice to know that you finally can have your own time, just for yourself.
It's been about 3 weeks since I left that horrid place, but I'm still appreciating the betterment from the change.

I get to sleep in without feeling the dread of having to go back to office to try and cover more work..
I come down to the living room, have a mug of strawberrie cereal with milk, and put my laundry to wash. Then I come here to facebook and blog. My windows are kept open and I can hear the birds singing in my garden and from my neighbour's trees across the lane that divides our houses. It helps a lot that I stay in landed housing as opposed to HDB. But I guess staying in HDB will also be a different kind of beauty.

After my washing, I hang out the laundry and then I watch them dance in the breeze for a while. I watch the sky to make sure the rain clouds don't look too heavy yet, and then I come back here to continue with my entry. The birds are chirping louder now, it seems like more of them had gathered on the tree across from my house.

Am thinking of what I should do today to occupy the rest of my day. Originally I had planned to meet my 2 other piglets for dindin, but today is Poppadum's bday and we're going out for dinner, so I cancelled my appointment with piglets. Perhaps I should go out and buy a cake. But Poppadum don't eat much cake. Hmm. Perhaps I should spend time cleaning up my living room. Hmm.

O well, we'll see what I had done today when my day has ended.

To be continued...

Friday, November 20, 2009

Hoot Hoot

It's Friday!

=D

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Toilet Q

My family, we are an odd group. Everyone tends to want to go to the toilet at the same time. Always the same time at 11pm. Weekends will be slightly later, 12mn.

Like when the clock strikes 11 (wkends will be 12mn), everyone starts to either have to poopoo or shower, or both. I mean, need to so zhun or not all need to go toilet at the same time? I dunno la, each of us, we always comprain when we have to wait for another to use the toilet but each of us dunno how to go and take the opportunity to shower first before the usual 11pm/12am.

So how the system works is, whoever has the worst temper gets to use the toilet first. This is not a standard coz' we take our turns to have our moody days. Thus this system of allocation can be quite fair most of the time.

I know I know, its my fault also that I am stuck in the queue. But at least, the person occupying the toilet, cepat can or not.. At least when I'm using the toilet I stick to my standard 20min. I can't be faster tho', coz each time I use the toilet I got my S.O.P. cycle to complete.

At this moment that I am brogging, I have already waited 50min in the queue for the toilet. Today Momotown is sure enjoying her nice shower. I am sticky and smelly and nodding off in front of the computar. Also, there is a big phat mozzie harassing me. I already got attacked once, please let it be only once. I hate mozzies and would go to desperate measures to eradicate them. But that is another story for another day.

ArghHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhh........... this sux........

Update on: I can blog from office!

Finally I have managed to photograph my desk to prove that my desk is damn chio.



Not chio meh?


p.s. Aiyo feel so sad now, I'm supposed to be on a diet but I go and eat a full Ayam-Penyet set for lunch! Sighhh.. How much calories is that, mon. Pui.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

The dangers of smoking


Today I went out for lunch with Mr X (not his real name), and Ms Y (not her real name) to have a meal (a real meal, lunch, actually) at Wholegrain Mall (not its real name). After the meal (yes, the real meal I was talking about), I mentioned to Mr X (remember this is not his real name) that I needed to go and buy something and Ms Y (remember this is also not her real name) was going together with me to the shop.

Mr X (yes correct, not real name) mentioned he will take a smoke-break and meet up with us when we were done. So Ms Y (ya not real name) and I went and did what we need to do, then we went to meet Mr X (not his real name).

When we met with Mr X (the same not real name one), we smelt a burnt paper smell and were speculating where the smell came from, and what could have been burning. Mr X (the not real the name) had quickly concluded that we should get our butts out of Wholegrain Mall asap so that we don't get cooked if there was some real cooking to be done.

With hastened steps, we swif
tly made our way to the car, and Mr X (...) deftly directed the car to the carpark exit. When we were out from the Wholegrain Mall carpark, I switched the car's ventilation mode to 'fresh' to allow fresh air to come in. Despite my efforts, the burning smell got stronger and stronger.

And that was when I noticed a steady stream of smoke emitting from Mr X's sling pouch.
"Gahhh! The smoke is from here!" I informed my company. Then next moment we were all in panic to douse the smoking sling pouch. Turns out that the smoke is being emitted from a packet of ignited tissue paper caused by a broken part of Mr X's cigarette falling into his sling pouch. The fire was fortunately manageable and no one was hurt in the accident. Everyone went home in one piece.

Friday, November 13, 2009

Poser's Penchants: Earrings' Rendezvous

People who know me will definitely know about my penchant for bling bling earrings.
Well, people who don't know me may also be able to guess that I have a penchant for bling bling earrings. Because my earrings can be very bling, and boomz. People tell me they can see my earrings from halfway across the hallway..

I used to pick up my beloved little blings from this pushcart at RiffRaff place, then I bought so many until they closed down. After my favourite bling pushcart had zap-lap (closed-down), I was a distraught soul. Didn't know where to replenish my well-worn supplies. Every day I would seek out pushcart after pushcart of bling earrings, hoping that one day I would find one selling bling earrings made of silver, or at least made with silver backing (coz I am rather allergic to all those allergenic materials). I had almost given up hope...

And then I found a sweet little pushcart at-the-uh-downstairs of my new office location!
And I snapped up 4 pairs instantly!
Aiya.. 1 pair for $9.90 and 2 pairs for $15.00. What would you do if you were me, man.


Wednesday, November 11, 2009

I can blog from office!

This is liberating!
I originally thought all external websites weren't accessible from this new office but then I was wrong!

No doubt they had blocked facebook from here, but then who needs facebook when I have blogger?!?!

I mean, ya la I still need facebook, but I think its serious time, to seriously build up my blog!

So my fans, about uhh.. 40..45.. 40-45.. 40454045404045 of them can be updated with my daily encounters.

Ok, to update y'all, Pollie had started work with Society of Beaming Rhino's since Monday (i.e. 2 days ago). Today's my third day here and is my first day of being late! I'd arrived 20 min late today. Blame it on the darn traffic diversion caused by the world @PECK summit. I'd asked my Poppadum to give me a ride to work today coz' was so lazy to take the public transport - and then I regretted.

So far the Society had been pampering me. My co-workers all seem damn nice, the boss seem damn nice, and the pantry damn nice (in comparison with Elephant Yoodles Inc.) and got TWO (notONEbutTWO) pantries some more. And also I finally have a DESK. I heart my desk super chio and its wide enough to put a phone, two sleek computer monitors (notONEbutTWO), a keyboard, an in/out tray, a boxed-style file holder, my name plate (I HAVE A NAME PLATE!!), and have adequate space, still, for docs and files to be laid out in front of me for working. And, i have my personal trash can. And, i have my own foot locker that i plan to stash lots of candy with.

Damn shuang.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Travel logeru


Dear fans,

I had wanted to post entries abt my Japan trip but so damn lazy.
However to satisfy ur heart's desires to read abt my trip, please visit http://pushypanda.blogspot.com .

Friday, October 30, 2009

Land of the Rising Sun <3 <3 <3

Dear readers,

I am damn excited now, and also damn worried.

Because my dears, I will be off to Japon on 1/11/2009 at 1am, and I have just booked the air-tickets and hotel accommodation today! That leaves me abt 30h counting from tmr after office hours @ abt 6pm to change money, pack luggage, buy travel insurance, and to discuss on the itinerary with my ah-lao.

Within the 30h, I also have a halloween party to attend, a mani+pedi session to go to, and a Elephant Yoodels Inc. farewell party to farewell! Also I have to schedule in a doctor's visit tmr during office hours to get my medication for skin allergy and a cartload of anti-hystermines.

Then, then, to make it even more exciting, I am damn broke now because this month the Elephant Yoodels Inc. had irritatingly decided to withhold my last paycheck, and also due to the Finance having such a slow claims processing cycle-time, I had missed my claims reimbursement for 2 cycles already.

Wa so stressed man.

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Twitter killed my soul

Twitter was my outlet for expressing my expressive expressions, anywhere, anytime, and any-o-how. But then nowadays, whenever I wanna tweet, I submit the tweet message and Twitter goes loading.. and loading.. and loading.. and loadingggggggngngngngngggg...

And then I go loathing and loathing and loathingggggggngngngngngngg...

So whatever it is that I wanna say, it neva gets loaded on to Twitter and I neva get to express myself but I keep waiting for it to load in case it does but it neva does. That drives me to the madhouse on the express, o.

Why lidddaaat..
How can u treat me lidddaaat..
Wat do u wan from me lidddaaat..
Can u dun lidddaat..?

You Twitter persons you should be ashamed of yourselves!
Even if you aren't you should!


@!!@##%


Tuesday, October 27, 2009

@PushyPanda

Eh! U have lost weight hor, u look better now.


(HaHax)

Pollie and Pushy go shoppin'

Pollie dragged Pushy to town today to buy fare-the-well gifts for the good people at Elephant Yoodles Inc. ("TGPAEYI").

A sprightly feel hung in the air around Pollie and Pushy, as the Pup and Panda prodded along the grassy fields of SunDeck City. Pollie pranced from shop-display to shop-display in curiosity, wondering what would make suitable gifts for TGPAEYI.

"A set of stationery each, perhaps?" asked Pollie.

"Dunno?" shrugged Pushy.

"How about food, then?" Pollie continued.

"Anything?" Pushy replied.

"Grrr." Thought Pollie, as she pranced along.

As Pollie passed a display of electrical applicance, she suddenly recalled that Ma-Pollie's recent lecture on the rationale for needing a new vacuum cleaner in the home. Then Pollie turned to Pushy and asked if he knew about the properties of a good vaccum cleaner.

"Dunno?" Pushy repeated.

"Grrrr." Though Pollie again, then she sought out a sales-person stationed nearby to check-it-out-y'all!

"Blahblahblahblahblah." said the sales-person. Pollie nodded politely and thanked the strange man. "Alright, I'm going to buy this vacuum, Pushy!" said Pollie. Then Pushy suggested to Pollie that she could go to another appliance store starting with 'H' to check-it-out-y'all prices.

"Oh, what a good idea!" exclaimed Pollie. And the duo made their way to the Other Appliance Store Startin' with 'H'. Other Appliance Store Startin' with 'H' stocked a wider range of household vacuum cleaners, but they did not have a free goods delivery service, thus Pollie didn't like that. Pollie also didn't like that the prices in Other Appliance Store Startin' with 'H' appeared to price its appliances costlier as compared with the Previous Departmental Store.

"O' well," said Pushy, "Let's return to the Previous Departmental Store.

At the Previous Departmental Store, Pollie told the strange sales-person that she wanted the Philips vacuum, the bagless design. The strange sales-person assisted Pollie with bringing a new vacuum to the cashier. On the way to make payment, Pollie also picked up a 500 GB portable external HDD by iomega. Picked up. She simply picked it up like that and.. and purchased it. Pollie wondered why Pushy never stopped her from making this impulsive buy. (Hmm maybe he was busy shoppin' for his $5,000 speakers.)

After payment, Pollie sent her vacuum to the delivery counter for arranging the delivery. Pollie felt like something was amiss, as if she had forgotten something.

"Ah! I forgot the fare-the-well gifts!" exclaimed Pollie.

"Aiyaa.." remarked Pushy.

And off they went to search for fare-the-well gifts for TGPAEYI. Pollie had so many stuffs to choose from, she was very confused.

"What should I buy neh..?" questioned Pollie.

"Up to you la." replied Pushy.

Pollie took a loooooooong time to decide tho'. She had thought of preparing various stationery in a goodie-bag form so that each good person at Elephant Yoodles Inc can have a nice set of new stationery. But all the stationery looked expensive, and the cheap ones looked too cheap.

"Ah what the heck, let's just buy food!" Pollie thought to herself. And then she grabbed a whole bunch of __________. (Blank intended, so as not to spoil the surprise for my fellow good persons who also read this blog) Pollie grabbed so many __________ that the shopping basket felt so heavy!

Then Pollie and Pushy joined the queue for payment. The queue was terrible. It was an antagonizing wait to make payment. The cashier was sloooooooooow, and the conveyor belt was wet. Now, Pollie hates to wet her purchases, because that would mean that the packaging might get ruined by the moisture.

The dampness of the conveyor was a result of some precedent shopper spilling some teh-tarik on the conveyor belt. The supermarket staff had simply splashed water on to the belt in a bid to wash off the teh-tarik. Pushy was quick to point out that surprisingly, the teh-tarik was purchased from Komala's. Pushy and Pollie were so amused because they didn't recall anywhere nearby having a Komala's outlet.

When it was Pollie's turn to make payment, Pollie lifted up the whole shopping basket on to the conveyor belt to avoid the purchases touching the wet belt directly. However to Pollie's dismay, the clever cashier had cleverly unloaded the shopping basket on to the wet conveyor belt, so she could sort out the goods for punching the relevant quantities to update the cash register. Her simple act deemed by Pollie as dumb, because she sure took a helluva time and also, she had WET THE PACKAGING FOR THE GIFTS. Eeesh eeesh eeesh, some people.

Pollie winced when the clever cashier did what she did. Pollie also winced when she saw the final bill. A total of about $100 was spent on purchasing fare-the-well gifts for TGPAEYI whom Pollie did not take a fancy to. Now Pollie is thinking if it was all worth it.'

PROBABLY NOT.
EEESH what a waste of money.
P.S. Pollie still has to set aside some time to make the labels for each fare-the-well gift.
P.S.1. Pollie is falling asleep as she is trying to complete this entry so that she can clear off some saved drafts.
P.S.2. Pollie is expecting the vacuum to arrive on Wed (28/10). Once it arrives, Pollie will have one less excuse not to do household chores.
P.S.3. Pollie is now in the midst of clearing the stages for Resident Evil on P.S.3. Pollie thinks that the game is damn grotesque.

Monday, October 26, 2009

Pollie yells "Good Bye to You~! Fare-the-Well~!"

This entry is written in good spirit!

Pollie is moving on to greener pastures!
MoooOOooo..

Say goodbye to daily overtime and working on weekends.
Say goodbye to impatient and irritable clients and work-people.
Say goodbye to work-yes, appreciation-no attitudes.
Say goodbye to poor staff welfare.
Say goodbye to first-come-first-serve desk usage system. So dumb!
Say goodbye to boring 'no casual friday' policy.

Goodbye to you, Elephant Yoodles Inc.! May you enjoy your wrecked staff morale and work-allocation complications! I bid you a cheery farewell~
Farewell o' farewell~!

O' the resentment sure runs deep.

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Pinocchio the poser puppet

I cannot stand this Pinocchio guy la, he damn poser.


I mean okay la people say he's of humble background, say that his father Geppetto poor wood carver only work work work long hours in the day then no time to educate him like any other boy. That is ok la, I sympathise ok, I do. I know, life in Tuscan in the 1880s for Pinocchio and his ~PaPa~ very tough.

But this Geppetto ar, can actually carve the wood until the wood come alive, I mean, if he has this ability then.. then WoW already! Can go and sell his ability and earn money then can marry a wife and have a proper family already, then can have real sons.

Anyway its quite amazing la, this Pinocchio has no digestion system but he still wants to eat food some more, then so block-head also wan to go school some more. Damn poser, he thinks he is a real boy ar. His ~PaPa~ gave in to his should have sold him to a marionette theatre instead of sending him to school. Such a fascinating block-head sure can fetch a high price!

U noe ol' Geppetto went and sold his coat to buy him books leh! Then then then u noe wat that block-head did? Let's not talk abt the day when he kicked his ~PaPa~ as soon as his legs were carved. Let's also not talk abt him causing Geppetto to be nabbed by a carabineer (aka police officer in those days) because he was thought to have mistreated Pinocchio.

(Side note: I mean, how do u actually abuse a puppet? Really I cannot comprehend wat the carabineer had been thinking. If I were to see a wooden boy running in the streets I'd have called up the newspaper hotline already.)

Anyways, this poser Pinocchio ar, he thought he'd enjoy a marionette show like the rest of the humans. However as we all know, he is a poor boy yadaa yadaa. So he sold off his school books (that Geppetto had bought using the proceeds of selling off his only coat) and bought the tickets for the marionette show. Then he dumb dumb went and disturbed the marionette performance and in the end he was almost used as fire-wood for the marionette master.

The marionette master see him so poser so I guess he must have thought that a poser son would make a horrid son. He sympathised with Geppetto and gave some gold coins to Pinocchio and asked him to bring the coins to his ~PaPa~.

But guess what happened. Pinocchio the poser boy wanted to plant his gold coins so that they could grow into more gold coins - how greedy! - so he de-toured from his route home to plant his gold coins. Alas! He was almost tricked into giving up his gold coins, but he managed to sneak away from his trickers with the help of a fairy.

The fairy was nice to help this poser boy, but with his poser ways, he had attempted to lie to the fairy. And what happens when Pinocchio lies? His nose grew and grew and grew and grew... till he was pinned against the wall and could not move. The fairy had to hire a bunch o' them woodpeckers to chisel down his nose to regular size.

Poser boy Pinocchio and the fairy then agreed to stay together. Pinocchio was sent to fetch his ~PaPa~ from his existing home, but on the way he was tricked another time to continue his journey to a suitable place to plant his gold coins. This time, Pinocchio finally lost his coins to the tricksters.

Pinocchio went to the police to lodge a complaint, but the police thought he was too poser and thus threw him into prison. Some days later, the prison had a celebration and all prisoners were released. Thus Pinocchio was a free poser boy again, and headed home-bound.

On his long journey home, Pinocchio got into various types of trouble, due to his poser attitude. They are really so poser so I shall not discuss the details. Eventually his long absence from home was worrying his ~PaPa~, and his dear ol' ~PaPa~ began to build a boat to sail to distant lands to search for his poser son. Pinocchio rushed to his ~PaPa~ and tried to stop him from sailing off, but he was too late. Geppetto had sailed off and was swallowed by a dogfish! i.e. a monstrous, big, fish.

Pinocchio had earlier wanted to swim towards Gepetto, but as the waves were to strong, he failed and almost was drowned. A kind dolphin offered to give Pinocchio a ride to a nearby island. Poser Pinocchio met the same fairy from earlier, at this island. The fairy reminded Pinocchio of his wish to become a real boy, and told him to be a good boy before he is rewarded with the body of a real boy.

With determination, Pinocchio dutifully attended school. However, being the poser he is, he got into trouble once again, and was nabbed by the police (again). On the way to prison, Pinocchio escaped and poser-ly made his journey home.

When he returned, he saw the same fairy from above from above at his home. The fairy offered him a second chance to be a good boy. From then onwards, Pinocchio tried to set aside his poser ways to work diligently to be a good boy. He passed with flying colours (so cliché) and the fairy was very pleased. She promised him that the next day he will become a real boy.

But before the next day could happen, Pinocchio ran off with a playmate to a place named the Land of Play. In this place, lazy boys who kept playing and playing will automatically be turned to donkeys. But of course the poser Pinocchio did not know of this. He eventually became a donkey and was sold to a circus to perform dangerous poser-donkey stunts. One day he fell and hurt himself and could no longer perform, so he was sold by the circus owner to a drum maker.

The drum maker had wanted to drown the Pinocchio donkey in the sea so that he could skin the dead donkey and use the skin for his drums. The Pinocchio donkey went down the water, and a Pinocchio puppet resurfaced. It turned out that the fish in the sea loved to snack on poser donkey skin, so they had eaten up all the skin and what had remained was the naked puppet skeleton.

The poser Pinocchio dived back into the sea and was eaten by a dogfish. Pinocchio was so upset to be stuck in the fish forever, and then.. he saw a light in the tummy of the massive dogfish. He trailed the light along the squishy inner space of the dogfish, and was led to an old man - who coincidentally, turned out to be Geppetto (how poser!).

Pinocchio somehow managed to bring Geppetto and escape from digestion by the dogfish, and swam him to shore. They slowly made their way to a small house occupied by a poser talking cricket. The cricket allowed their accommodation in lieu of work done. As Geppetto was in poor health after staying within the dogfish for some months, Pinocchio volunteered to work at the farm for the cricket. After some months, he had amassed some wealth and he wanted to buy himself a new set of poser clothing and he went to town to search for one. On the way to the boutique, he met with a talking snail who told Pinocchio that the fairy from earlier from above from earlier was in bad health.

Pinocchio sympathised with her condition and donated all his money to the ailing fairy through the talking snail. That very night, the poser puppet dreamt that the fairy from above from earlier from above from earlier swang by and planted a kiss on his head. When Pinocchio awoke from his dream, he realised that he had finally become a REAL POSER BOY!! The fairy also left other stuff for him, like new boots and clothing, and a bag of gold coins. How convenient.

Poser puppet Pinocchio was then reunited with his ~PaPa~ after he had recovered from his bad health, and they lived happily ever after.. la dee da.

Such a poser-worthy story!! Eesh.




School's Out! Work's In!

Yup I went for classes.

I went for several Accounthinks lessons over the past 1+ week. It was a 5 day course spread over the past 2 work-weeks and I applied leave to go to lessons. The course ended with a mcq/short-answer question test on the last day.
I'm not too hawt over the test, but it felt really great to be back at classes! But alas, it was too short-lived.

Though I met a pesky pest at class, it was good. Pest aside, class was good. I super


Not to mention, I was accompanied with good company - miss JollyJellyfish!
We also had nourishing tea-breaks twice per day. I think I got fat on the refreshments provided.

Sigh I hate work. I hate accounthinks work. I wan to go back to being a professional student.

p.s. I am currently very hungry!!

Paws-to-Ponder: Know When to Stop

An observation.

The most-mostest irritating individuals are often the ones who live in a world of their own. The nosiest ones are often the most irritating ones. However, irritatingness can exist in other forms:
- The ones who give prolonged weird stares
- The ones who think their opinion is the absolute truth of the universe
- The ones who never fail to interrupt you when you are obviously busy
- The ones who try to hard to be your friend
- The ones who invade your social space and come too close for comfort when talking
- The ones who laugh at their own jokes
- The ones who are really selfish
and etc.

Usually an irritating individual consists of a combination of elements of irritatingness. It is not hard to realise that the number of elements combined to make up the behaviour of a person is directly proportional to the irritatingness of the person.

We must accept that irritating persons will always be part of our lives. A comforting thing to note is that the percentage of true-blue consistently irritating persons make up only a small proportion of society. Others that you might find irritating could have been irritating due to non-permanent external factor
s/pressures. Perhaps the person was irritating because he/she had met with a stressful situation and was emotionally affected. Perhaps the person was irritating because he/she was not at the best of health and not feeling too comfortable for proper social interaction.

So how can you tell if the person is a true-blue pest or just a person feeling pesty?
Observe.. a true-blue pest.. will have few or no friends. The converse is also true.

We should not ostracise pests. Everyone deserves respect. What do we do then, if we are under the torture of pesky pests?
Pesticide will be your best answer. Pestilence be gone!
No I was kidding.
The best way to deal with pesky pests is to induce them to ponder over their actions. I do believe that most of these pests are not stupid. If they were real retards (I refer to the medical condition, not the derogatory meaning of the word), it would then be understandable why they behave in a manner incoherent with social norms. BUT nooo. They are not retards. They are professionals like you and me (maybe you
only, not applicable for me coz Imma Posar!) with respectable jobs and decent salaries. Thus they are not retards.

Thus in dealing with pesky pests, we should try and prompt them to ponder with the questions like:
- What do you think?
- How would you feel if..?
- You may have thought that was appropriate, but I felt that... can you understand my disposition?
- I hope that in future you would stop.. because I.. do we have an understanding on this?
so on so forth.
Guide the pests to learn to stop. Teach them on when they should stop. I find myself a real hypocrite (poser) upon typing the above paragraph. But I do believe its true, and I'm trying to hold my temper in such difficult situations and walk-the-talk.

How about you, do you know when to stop?

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

I keep writing drafts and not not posts

I keep writing drafts and not posts.
At times I get inspirations at the weirdest of times like late in the night and also sometimes when I'm doing my work or when I'm preparing to go out. Then I'd think of something, get worried I might lose the idea, so I'd login to draft a few lines to capture the idea in a draft form, then I'd logout again.

Then I realise, its hard to continue a post when the inspiration had been interrupted. Procrastination does not breed creativity. In fact it does not breed anything at all.

I want to post, but as I'd interrupted the flow of thought, it really is hard to pick up from where I left off and continue to write an interesting entry.

I'm a failure in life!!
I'm damn sleepy at the moment!
Tmr no work but got class instead!!
Yipee!!! I love it!!


TTY'allLater! Need forty-winks!!

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Mobile internet!

i was working one day when i received a call from an unfamiliar number. now usually i don't pick up calls from unfamiliar numbers, but some how i thought it might have been my future employer so i did. anyways the caller was this lady from singtel selling mobile internet. i thought $13+ a month for mobile internet was quite a good deal so i took up the deal. i'm loving it, neva regretted ever since! i'm totally hooked on mobile internet. i can't stop updating my facebook status! :)

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Woof. Woof.

Have y'all met GooeyGecko?
Guess not. 'Fraid I'd forgotten to introduce.

GooeyGecko is PoserPup's real sibling for more than 2 decades. Gooey is tall, dark, handsome, and totally available.
Hmm. On second thoughts, Gooey is tall...... and totally available.

Today I want to talk abt Gooey coz I'd just realised that it'd took me a whole month of him not being at home to start missin' my blood-bruddah. (Yeah and I wanna say that blood is still thickah than watah!) I'm genuinely surprised abt tis' coz due to the nature of my career being schupar long hours, I generally don't get to see my folks on wkdays coz they're usually asleep or goin' to sleep when I get home. I only get to see Gooey coz he is nocturnal.

So Gooey is away coz he'd been assigned overseas for abt deux mois for his job. His location is currently some way south of the typhoon-stricken Vietnamia. Hope he gets back safely in one healthie and happie piece.

Gooey come back soon! I'd been payin' for the family car's petrol expenses while he's not ard. Sho eggs-pensive. Ouch.

Side-note: Sigh. Wai em eii broggin' when I shld be clearin' mah werk! Mie gud timin' en I.


Woof.

Sian. I have no fans.

On a separate note,
Sian. I have no new entries.

Alright!

Ooo Restaurant City has adopted a new look!

I don't like it. Eesh.

I realised the now u can buy ALL the ingredients for ur recipes from the new marketplace using real cash to buy credits and then using the credits to buy the ingredients. So 'gian' ppl money or not.
This totally spoils the fun of playing RC.

Maybe I shld heed someone's advice and stop RC-ing.
Haiz.





Sunday, September 27, 2009

Socially Awkward Penguin

Pushy, having lost his Facebook account, had a lot more stuff to write in his blog as compared with when he still had his Facebook account.

Thus Pushy, having lost his Facebook account, had introduced this series of "memes". A "meme" as described by Pushy - who had lost his Facebook account, is a cultural idea that gets passed down due to repeated use.

Pushy - the one who had recently lost his Facebook account, gives us an example of a meme which is the Socially Awkward Penguin.

Intriguingly, I find many samples of the Socially Awkward Penguin highly relevant to me, mainly these:


and ESPECIALLY this:


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To add to the collection, I have created these


Side-note: Pushy does the concept of liars have long noses qualify as a "meme"? It's a cultural idea from Pinocchio that gets passed down due to repeated use.



Saturday, September 26, 2009

Sad songs make me alive

I have a penchant for sad songs. Esp those very very sad type with a simple arrangement catchy tune and soulful lyrics. Chinese songs tend to do this genre very well.

Sad songs can be so touching! Feeling emo now so very in the mood to appreciate sad songs.

I've picked this sad song from a taiwan drama series some time back but now then I have the time to deeply absorb the "pheel"...

半情歌 - 元若蓝

花 接受凋零 风 接受追寻
心的伤还有一些 不要紧
我接受你的决定

你将会被谁抱紧 唱什么歌哄他开心
我想着天空什么时候会放晴
地球不曾为谁停一停

你的明天 有多快乐 不是我的
我们的爱是唱一半的歌
时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
也撤销我再想你的资格

你的祝福 一半甜的 一半苦的
像我手中冷掉的可可
最最教人残念的 总是未完成的
我只能唱著 一半的歌

你将会被谁抱紧 唱什么歌哄他开心
我想着天空什么时候会放晴
地球不曾为谁停一停

你的明天 有多快乐 不是我的
我们的爱是唱一半的歌
时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
也撤销我再想你的资格

你的祝福 一半甜的 一半苦的
像我手中冷掉的可可
最最教人残念的 总是未完成的
我只能唱著 一半的歌

我的明天 快不快乐 都是我的
我们的爱是唱一半的歌
时间把习惯换了 伤口愈合
也撤销我再想你的资格

你的祝福 一半甜的 一半苦的
像我手中冷掉的可可
最最教人残念的 总是未完成的

另一半的歌


Don't laugh, I'm gonna try and sing this song to the world...

(After 48 recordings of the song.. ugh sore throat..)


Wednesday, September 23, 2009

What colour is Doraemon?

Do you know Doraemon?


Of course u know Doraemon, practically the whole world knows Doraemon. Doraemon is everyone's favourite robo-cat!

And he is this guy's friend
Nobita

And he loves to snack on this
Dorayaki

Most importantly, we all know that Doraemon has a magic pocket that allows him to carry with him fantabulous futuristic gadgets!

Other things u may not know about Doraemon:

Doraemon had arrived from the 22nd century, and was sent by Nobita's great-great-grandson in order to improve the life of Nobita for the betterment of his future generations to come

Doraemon had been manufactured on 3rd September 2112, and he was considered a poorly produced product because he got hit by lightning during manufacture and thus malfunctioned in several areas

Doraemon weighs 129.3kg and stands at 129.3cm tall. In real life, he would measure up to the size of a very obese little boy.



Now, the fun part.

Doraemon, according to a spin-off from the manga series, was previously supposed to look like this
This translated to 3D terms would be


According to the story, Doraemon used to be a yellow robot cat. One day while taking a nap, a robot mouse climbed on Doraemon and proceeded to gnaw off its ears. When Doraemon realised what had happened to him, he was so sad and he drank a Sadness Potion that made his yellow paint wash off.

From then on, Doraemon was always blue and always afraid of mice.

Such a tragic but cute but cruel but interesting story! Poor Doraemon!

Saturday, September 19, 2009

yadayadayada :)


Pollie had been on work-related training for the whole of this week. Was really stressed out during the week due to training plus work. We were told at the end of the week we'll be having a quiz too, so I was totally not enjoying my week.

And then I fell ill mid-week.
I think I got infected with some type of germs by my sick training-table mate. The table was small and we were in close proximity and she kept coughing and coughing. But she's a nice girl la, she was. We hit it off quite well and we even exchanged facebook and msn contacts today.

So this new friend and I, we lunched tog
ether today. Then during lunch I checked my voicemail. Then I was suddenly really really happy....

Because?

I will be starting on a new lease of life... very very soon.
In several weeks to come, life.. will have meaning again!!

=D

Then after lunch, lessons were like.. yadaa yadaa yadaa whateva ya ya ya.. My instructors were moving their mouths and briefing us on som
e technical stuff but I was like yadaa yadaa ya ya ya.. whateva ya.. Not listening not listening.. Playing facebook games.. Chatting on msn..

Quiz was like.. easy peasy.. and anyway whether pass or fail I also dun really bother.. Pass lor! Fail lor! yadaa yadaa ya ya ya..


Tuesday, September 15, 2009

totally no mood for werk

i have officially lost interest in my line of work.

there, i said it.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Rainy Happiness <3

The wet weather is back. It's nice.
Gloominess make me happy. No la not really. I like the wet weather coz I feel so relaxed and clean, instead of hot & bothered and sticky from perspiration.

Two things about wet weather that irk me however, are that.. Firstly, I hate to get my toes wet in the puddles! Then my feet get all wrinkly like prunes, smelly prunes! And then the shoes get damaged. Eesh.
Another thing is - my clothes dun dry proper! Ugh. As I'd mentioned in my laundry net post, I really lurrrve clean laundry. Clean laundry make me happy too. So it's the tradeoff of one happiness for another happiness.. So the effects nett out and wateva.

Ahhh it's a good day! =)

[My first brog entry made on my mobile!]

The Midnight Express

Chugga chug, chugga chug chugga chug chug chug chug..


The Midnight Express pushes forward in the night. All around, the darkness engulfs, watching the train intently as it rushes by.

The Midnight Express cranes its neck ahead - only a long and winding rail track beckons. It is going to be a long, cold journey after all. To its left, right, and everywhere else, a bleak darkness surrounds. An unsettled feeling begins to grow within.


"I can't do this. The coal in me, it's just too little!"
"I can't make it through the night."
"I am going to get here stranded forever, I'm going to rust away and no one will find me.."

These thoughts surfaced and re-surfaced over and over again in its mind, each time growing the dank mass of unsettlement in its mechanical heart. With each metre travelled, its metal frame feels heavier and heavier, too much for its narrow wheels to bear.


Chugga.. chug.. chugga.... chug.


Its wheels had eventually came to a stop. It took a final glance at the emptiness around it, dimmed its headlight, and slowly closed the shutters. The Midnight Express is out-of-service.


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A sudden rustle awakens the giant machine.


"Hmm?" The headlight shutters flicked wide open.


A bolt of lightning whipped across the sky, outlining the image of an enormous cumulonimbus cloud.


"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo...... GETAWAYGETAWAY I don't want to rust!!"


The Midnight Express desperately attempts to fire up its engine to GETAWAY, but its attempts proved futile.


Another bolt of lightning whipped across the threatening sky, accompanied with a booming thunder. Little droplets begin to fall.. then gradually, the droplets formed a heavy downpour!


"NOOOOOOOOOOACKKKKKkkkkk!!" The world around Midnight Express began to envelope it in dampness.........

And then Midnight Express woke up.
It was just a dream!

Hooooooooooot Hooooooooooooooooot!


Saturday, August 15, 2009

Doggie Bag It: The lazy laundry-person

There is something therapeutic in the smell of freshly washed clothes. I get a sense of satisfaction when I hang up my clean laundry and see them blow in the wind.
However there is just one thing about doing laundry that I cannot stand. I cannot, I just cannot hand-wash my clothing.

As a member of the 21st century, I grew up on home appliances. In my mother's generation, they didn't have much of these stuff. In my generation, we were usually surrounded with computers, televisions, fridges, air-conditioners, and most relevant to wat we have to say now - The Washing Machine.


In this era, I find it hard to believe that people are still hand-washing their clothes. It is a rather stupid idea as well. With the exception of the low-income families, all others who so much as to suggest hand-washing deserve a tight slap on the cheek. What's the point in hand-washing your clothing? Want to act humble is it?
Go get lost!
Now that we have come to a concensus that hand-washing is dumb, let me raise some pitfalls using the washing machine.
1) My delicate clothes get damaged when I hand-wash!
2) My dark coloured clothes get a massive lint attack when I wash them with towels!
3) The colour of my dark clothing stains my light coloured clothing when I wash them together!


Friends, let me introduce a suggestion, that might be the best solution to your problems!
Let me introduce to you..
The Laundry Net
Mommeh's little helpers

The laundry net is an amaaaaazing invention!

With a laundry net, I can now safely wash my delicate clothes in my washing machine.
With a laundry net, I can now separate my dark clothing from my towels, and get no lint stuck on the dark fabric.
With a laundry net, the dark and light clothes can be separated, and there will be reduced chances of the dark clothes staining the light clothes.
(Disclaimer: of course we don't try and do stupid things like washing a brand new piece of dark clothing with a light coloured clothing in 2 separate bags, coz new dark clothes are very very very infectious and the concentration of dark dye will simply be too much for the laundry net to handle)

And I speak from real life experience. I always had an issue with hand-washing because I have terribly sensitive skin, totally incapable of tolerating detergent. Of course it can be argued that I could hand-wash my laundry wearing gloves, but it is usually harder to handle, and in the final rinse, you can't feel if all the detergent had been removed before you wring it to dry. The laundry net saved my life.

For very expensive delicate clothes, I will protect it from the harsh washer with 2 layers of laundry net. This can ensure the safety of the delicate fabric. The same concept can be applied to very expensive dark clothing - 2 layers of laundry net to protect it from the lint from towels. Trust me, I've been using laundry nets from the age of 13!

For brassiere, you can protect the ones with underwire by using an improvised laundry net - the laundry-perforated-type-plastic-ball. This can help to retain the shape of your expensive underwired brassiere without the need for hand-wash! (Btw, I neva trust hand-washing brassierecoz I can neva fully get the detergent out from the thick paddings)


If you live in Pandamonia, a good place to shop for good quality laundry nets will be at your friendly neighbourhood Daiso. Daiso stocks a good selection of different sizes of laundry net, and some look pretty with cute prints on 'em. I usually get my nets from Daiso.


All the nets I have are from Daiso, with the exception of the small rectangular one in the middle - that's from NTUC.

Another place you can try is NTUC. NTUC laundry nets are also of not bad quality, but there are 2 points lacking in comparison with Daiso nets. NTUC nets usually cost more and they carry different net brands from time to time, so the net zips are sometimes good, sometimes bad. The bad ones tend to have the holdable part of the zip falling off in a month or two of washing, and subsequently you'll find it hard to zip up or open the laundry net without a holdable part.

BUT PLEASE, please please please, DO NOT ever buy laundry nets from pasar malam (night market) stalls unless u wish to waste time and money. The quality is usually bad - they are usually made of thin netted fabric, and have terrible zips that can burst open after just one wash. In 'burst' I mean the teeth of the zip tend to lose the alignment and when that happens, you can't fix it ever.


So ladies, go ahead, go and get your laundry net fix, and stop the bloody hand-washing! Life is short, don't need to wash hard.

Monday, August 10, 2009

The WoW Patch is killing me..


The WoW Patch is killin' me, killin' me, killin' me.

I'm no bug but still dyin' here, can't you see, can't you see.

I'm so tired so dazed so smelly and itchi-chee, itchi-chee.

Need a bath n' aircon to cool it out, to cure me, to cure me.

Meanwhile I'm watchin' ol' Mel Brooks show, so funny, so funny...



Friday, August 7, 2009

Got so hard to count or not?

When businesses hire cashiers, I sincerely recommend that they hire people who are actually able to count. They should also hire supervisors who are able to count, executives who are able to count, managers who are able to count, and finally CEO CFO COO CIO cuckoos who are also able to count.

These look like Monopoly money.

Otherwise the business sure finish.
Finish. Fold. Bankot. Kapoot. Finish.


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So today I went to buy dindin from a western food stall at a nearby Kopitiam. I ordered 2 sets and 3 additional chicken wings @$1.20 each. The cashier took my order and collected my payment. Then several minutes later he approached me to inform me that they only had 1 chicken wing remaining. So now I have 2 prepaid chicken wings.

So ladies and gentlemoons do u noe how to do your double entries?

You might require the following information:
chicken wing - $1.20 each
chicken nuggets (packet) - $3.50

(1)
Dr Other current asset - Chicken wing: $ 3 wings
Cr Account payable - Western food @Kopitiam: $ 3 wings
(Being recording of purchase from stall)

(2)
Dr Account payable - Western food @Kopitiam: $ 3 wings
Cr Cash in pocket: $ 3 wings
(Being payment to cashier from stall)

(3)
Dr Prepayments - chicken wings: $ 2 wings
Cr Other current asset - Chicken wing: $ 2 wings
(Being transfer of cost of chicken wing to prepayments, since no actual chicken wings received)


Then the cashier asked if I would cancel my chicken wing order. I considered it would be more troublesome for him to process a refund of my chicken wing money, so I amended my order from 3 chicken wings to the 1 existing chicken wing and a box of chicken nuggets.

Any questions so far? I hope not, this is like, EASY.
So what are the further entries to make?

(4)
Dr Other current asset - Chicken nugget: $ nugget
Cr Account payable - Western food @Kopitiam: $ nugget
(Being recording of purchase from stall)

(5)
Dr Account payable - Western food @Kopitiam: $ 2 wings
Cr Prepayments - chicken wings: $ 2 wings
(Being discharge of prepayments for offset of value of nuggets)

So how much is my Accounts payable at this point?
i.e. Accounts payable - Western food @ Kopitiam = $ nugget - $ 2 wings = $1.10




And the cashier didn't know how to count this and he approached his supervisor for guidance. Then after 5min of discussion, the supervisor concluded that I had to top-up $4.80.

!??!?!?!?!??!
How they pass their Mathematics one??

Then the cashier felt that something was amiss, so he picked up a calculator and tried again. Then the 2 of them discussed another 5min. All the time I was trying to tell the supervisor I should top-up $1.10, but she found her colleague's voice more enchanting than mine and so she chose to ignore me. Anyway, they finally said that I need to top-up $2.40....

Hopeless, dey!

So I gave up and I shut up. I turned my head and at the counter there was this stall helper who had overheard the conversation and giggling at them.

Weird, dey!


So ya you bosses out there, please go and find yourselves cashiers, supervisors, etc.. WHO PASS THEIR MATHEMATICS ONE, CAN?!?!


eesh.





Monday, August 3, 2009

pollie loves to sleep

Sleep is good.

I want to sleep.

I can't sleep.

Damn my greedy self for downing that iced-latte at 10.30pm..

Dumbo dumbie dumb me.


Sigh!
So miserable!



Saturday, August 1, 2009

O my darling, Ice Latte!

I wish I were swimming in a sea of McDeeDee's iced-latte.. Splashie splashie splash.. Idling my time away in a sea of iced-latte..



If iced-latte is not possible.. then let me swim in a sea of iced-Milo.. Ladee daa daar.. Gurgling up my sea of iced-Milo..



Then I would take 5, and get up to shore, and head for my lunch. A whooping serving of chocolate sundae.. Sundae on a Sunday would be fabulous.. But it'll do on a Saturday as well..


Let me drown in this decadence. Let me goooooooooooooooooooo!