The last of internship! Oh, how long I’ve been waiting for thee!
While I am very happy and relieved, I can’t help but to feel a hint of sadness. I would miss the colleagues as they have been good to us.
Goodbyes are always hard for me and yet, you have to understand, I am really happy that internship has ended.
On Thursday, after work, we went to The Cathay for a farewell dinner at Astons. We had to queue for about an hour just to get seats.
Still, it was great and when we were outside The Cathay, there was this giant snowglobe where people can go inside to take photos. One colleague insisted that we all took, though there could only be a maximum of 4 people inside at one time.
The 3 interns and another colleague were the first to go. I have to admit it was quite fun, we had to go inside one by one else the showglobe will deflat. The “snow” inside is, of course, fake, and made of pieces of thin plastic.
On Friday, the two of us interns received presents from the others. It was really sweet and cool of them to get us such lovely and personalised presents.
We each got a name-card holder with our name on it and a coin-clipper. Thankfully, we had something for them too.
Last week, we bought some goodies in the form of waffle sticks and chocolates while we were outside. We just didn’t have chance to wrap them up. I guess we surprised them too.
Alas, it turned out to be a busy for us during the last day of internship. We didn’t have much to hand over to the new intern from Singapore Polytechnic. I hope they miss us and the efficiency. I used to think that we double-up as their permanent admin/nanny.
The deed is done and the difficult part now is to write the report. They say this is just this beginning, but for now, the time has gone.
11 weeks. I have been waiting for this day to come for 11 weeks, and yet, strangely, the time seems to fly. I think this is best part about time, regardless of whether you like it or not, time will still pass and that there will always be an end.
Monday, December 06, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Pathetic
I know I have been in hiatus for a week. I can't find the energy to do stuff, much less use my brains and type a post out.
Fridays are the worst. Thank God it's Friday? I doubt so. Ever since I signed myself up for work at night on Fridays, I have been thinking and thinking whether this is even a good choice to make in the first place.
I most certainly am not desperate enough to want to work for 2 hours on a Friday night to earn 10 bucks. I don't know how to explain, but let's just say I am doing a favour. The instructor is in need of people, so I go. The money is just an incentive.
If you think that working from 8 plus to 6pm then rushing to another workplace without even having time for a proper dinner is easy, think again. This is not the kind of life I find myself doing. I leave the house before the sun rises properly and only step into the house when the moon has long risen.
It's more than 12 hours of continuous working, no wonder my eyes feel sore. Gods, why am I doing this again?
No proper food makes me an irritated person.
I am thinking of not going for next Friday, since it will be the end of my internship, and I really want to celebrate it. We'll see how it goes, I suppose.
Another matter I want to rant on. Bus 58 is going to be the death of me, I thank the stars that I don't work at Ubi permanently. I am sure I'll go crazy by the month end.
It is peak period during the 6 o'clock rush hour. So I don't see the reasoning behind not deploring more buses out, especially since that place is an industrial area with only one bus service. I am sure that it will be better when the years are gone, but what about right now?!
It is stupid to wait for more than 30 minutes for one pathetic bus to take us 4 stops to the MRT station.
I know that it is useless to talk about it here. I should totally being this case up to LTA and SBS bus service about this useless system they are having. But, my rational is, I am not there for long anyway. It is just 5 more days for me and I'll not return.
Speaking of which, it's only 5 days away from freedom! The day I have ben waiting for is going to arrive! Like real soon!
Fridays are the worst. Thank God it's Friday? I doubt so. Ever since I signed myself up for work at night on Fridays, I have been thinking and thinking whether this is even a good choice to make in the first place.
I most certainly am not desperate enough to want to work for 2 hours on a Friday night to earn 10 bucks. I don't know how to explain, but let's just say I am doing a favour. The instructor is in need of people, so I go. The money is just an incentive.
If you think that working from 8 plus to 6pm then rushing to another workplace without even having time for a proper dinner is easy, think again. This is not the kind of life I find myself doing. I leave the house before the sun rises properly and only step into the house when the moon has long risen.
It's more than 12 hours of continuous working, no wonder my eyes feel sore. Gods, why am I doing this again?
No proper food makes me an irritated person.
I am thinking of not going for next Friday, since it will be the end of my internship, and I really want to celebrate it. We'll see how it goes, I suppose.
Another matter I want to rant on. Bus 58 is going to be the death of me, I thank the stars that I don't work at Ubi permanently. I am sure I'll go crazy by the month end.
It is peak period during the 6 o'clock rush hour. So I don't see the reasoning behind not deploring more buses out, especially since that place is an industrial area with only one bus service. I am sure that it will be better when the years are gone, but what about right now?!
It is stupid to wait for more than 30 minutes for one pathetic bus to take us 4 stops to the MRT station.
I know that it is useless to talk about it here. I should totally being this case up to LTA and SBS bus service about this useless system they are having. But, my rational is, I am not there for long anyway. It is just 5 more days for me and I'll not return.
Speaking of which, it's only 5 days away from freedom! The day I have ben waiting for is going to arrive! Like real soon!
Monday, November 22, 2010
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 movie review
Cinematography (making of lighting and camera choices):
The scenes and backdrops are wonderful and gorgeous! I can almost feel like I am part of this, it will be so much better if this is in 3D.
Acting:
Acting has definitely step up a few notches. The trio are exceptional great in this film and the supporting cast beef the whole movie up.
Daniel Radcliffe does not look and sound so wooden as compared to the previous films. He really did well this time.
Emma Watson really did a good job. The torture scene with Bellatrix is intense and very real. The viewer can almost feel her pain by her screams. Her interactions with Ron are amazing.
Rupert Grint surpasses himself in this one. He provides the comical relief and yet proves to be wonderful in those more intense scenes. I love him in during the fighting scene with Harry as this shows that he can perform in various circumstances.
Tom Felton has a minimum screen time but I like the close ups of his face, the fear and uncertainty shown was portrayed quite nicely.
Alan Rickman too has minimum screen time but fans joke that this is the film that he talks the most in that single scene at Malfoy Manor. I take heart that we will see more of him and his story in Part 2.
Ralph Fiennes as Lord Voldermort is awesome!
Helena Bonham Carter as Bellatrix She deserves the honour of bringing insanity to her character. Her character development is one of the strongest.
Bathilda Bagshot – She and her scene are too intense and scary. It was a job well done by her. She creeps me out when she changed into Nagini.
Bill Nighy (Scrimgeour) is good in his role, albeit a short one. I love the way he talks.
Peter Mullan (Yaxley) did a great job as the Death Eater who was chasing Harry, Ron and Hermione.
Special Effects:
Dobby and Kreacher are great in the film, especially Dobby! The effects are natural and feels complete.
Plotline:
As much as everything is taken into account, the book-to-movie adaption is one of the best.
As this is a 2 part adaption, there are a lot more room and time to put in scenes that make a difference. Despite the changes and cuts, I don’t feel that I am watching a different story altogether and that to a fan, is extremely important.
My favourite scenes?
The whole movie consists of great scenes put together which makes this such a beautiful movie. Below are scenes which I like. But, exceptionally well-done scenes are Bathilda Bagshot scene, Minstry scene, 7 Potters, silver doe scene, locket scene, Dobby dying scene.
First and foremost, the part when Hermione obliviate her parents were well done and shows the sacrifices she made to keep them safe.
The 7 Potters scene provides comic relief yet has a sinister undertone. And how can I forget the chase by the Death Eaters? It was all very fast and action-packed.
I like the wedding scene when Kingsley’s Patronus came in and warn them that the Death Eaters are coming.
The on-the-run scenes are very powerful and convey the realism and rawness that the trio felt when on the run.
The Ministry scene was well executed and proved to be quite true to the book. The addition of some light moments such as Harry-Runcorn stiff walking and Ron-Cattermole reactions were a nice touch. Yaxley chasing them finished the scene wonderfully.
Every single scene at Godric’s Hallows was great, from the finding of James and Lily’s tombstones to the laying of Christmas wreath to Bathilda Bagshot. It was very scary, heart-thumping and creepy. This is easily the most frightening and hair-raising scene out of the whole movie.
I like the way The Tale of the Three Brothers was done. The animations seem mysterious and like Warwick Davis said “very Tim Burton-esque like”.
The silver doe scene is one of the hot favourites of mine, it was one of the well-play scenes in the whole film. I love the soft bluish glow of the doe and Harry diving down into the icy lake to retrieve the sword. Of course, Voldemort-Harry and Voldemort-Hermione are too great in the locket scene! The wraith-like apparitions are truly Ron's nightmares.
I really love the torture scene with Bellatrix and Hermione. It was amazing and so tense. And how can we forget the pivotal point in the movie? Dobby’s dying is as touching and tear-wrenching as the one in the book. Except that Luna didn’t say her speech and there was no “Here lies Dobby, a free elf”.
The ending with Voldemort getting the Elder Wand is just and a good place to end part 1 and begin part 2. It provides the right sort of suspense to start part 2.
Soundtrack/score:
The score by Alexandre Desplat is good and suits the different scenes. Many fans who are passionate about scores of previous Harry Potter films said that Nicholas Hooper and John Williams did extremely well in the scores. I have to agree with them as Half-Blood Prince and the first two films are my favourites.
I feel that the score is good but the focal point will on the last film as the battle intensifies and climax is neared.
Bad points:
Wormtail did not die! Need I say more? This is one of the biggest deviations from the book.
Kreacher telling of the locket story can be improved so much more.
There were other minor scenes and details that were edited out but those were not as bad as to destry the whole movie.
Good points:
I love that they add in the scene where Hermione obliviate her parents and wipe out her existence in that household. I wish that they could do the same for Ron though. I would have loved to see the ghoul.
This movie places emphasis on Harry, Ron and Hermione relationship and dynamics which previous films neglect to do so or take for granted. Little details here and there do make a difference in presenting the friendship between the three.
I especially like the newly added scene which shows Harry cheering up Hermione by dancing with her. It is such as sweet scene.
As they travelled through various places, the names of the casualties being announced on the radio is a nice touch to the isolation and hopelessness they faced in the battle to save the magical world.
I like how the crew keep the funny scenes in and add in details from previous books which were missed out in the past. I also like how the scriptwriter lifted chunks of dialogue straight from the book.
Overall feel:
Overall, the movie is very enjoyable for fans because we know where everything is going, yet at the same time, as this is an adaptation, we are in for surprises as well.
I love the rawness of the film, the emotive and heavy scenes coupled with light-hearted moments here and there. It is intensive yet not too overwhelming. It is well balanced and viewers know for sure that this is no longer a children book but that there is a war on the horizon and everything has changed.
Of course, this movie tugs your heartstrings and manipulates your tear ducts.
This is easily one of the better films in this movie franchise. I LOOOVE, love, love it! If I thought that Half-Blood Prince was good, then this is ten times better than that.
Ever since Chamber of Secrets, I have all but lost hope that another Harry Potter film could follow the legacy of remaining faithful to the beloved book series. Is this my favourite movie? Perhaps, I need to watch it one more time to make sure I do. If not this, then the last one will be on the pedestal.
David Yates, David Heyman, and all the producers and crew behind this success ought to give themselves a pat on the back for a job well done. It was brillant, amazing, and fantastic!
If non-readers and the average movie-goer feels that they are missing out on a lot of things, they have to realise that the movies are targeting fans. Read the books before watching the movies, nuff said.
Yes, I do realise that Part 1 is a little tad boring for average people and some fans, but take note that this is just Part 1! The book is divided into two parts and it is a no-brainer that Part 1 will of course contains less thrills. Wait till you see the full movie, Part 1 and Part 2, before making a choice that you hate it.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Magic is Might
One of the highest grossing movie franchises in the world, literally Warner Brothers' money tree.
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Harry Potter has ignited a spark in the hearts of millions of readers and a passion that was lost for quite a while.
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Harry Potter accompanied many during their childhood years and beyond, still many in their adult years. "He" makes worldwide readers and fans unite through the creation of fansites, world premieres and midnight parties.
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Harry Potter is J.K.Rowling's gift to us and we pay tribute to her.
The movies are a god-send. Imagination is powerful, but having the scenes play out right in front of you, now that is something magical. Movies convert even more people, some to readers, fans, others just for fun of it.
It has been eight years now since I become a reader and a fan and I never look back. I cannot imagine a life without books, Harry Potter being one of those.
To admit, I even imagine what would happen if Hogwarts and the magical world is real when I was young. It is all childish dreams but it don’t hurt to dream and make good use of the brain.
How I wish I can be part of the student body at Hogwarts, drinking pumpkin juice, hanging out with friends at Hogsmeade, sleeping on a four poster bed, going for Potions class, having a wand, sending owls home, etc. With magic, some things can be made so easy. Of course, I would still choose technology over magic.
Those who are not fans or readers will not know what is so appealing about this series. They scoff at the ridiculous antics fans did and laugh at the devotion and passion we show. But what they didn't know is that they will never experience such a phenomenon.
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To give them credit, perhaps some of them do not need such things in their lives. Perhaps they have "better" things to do. Perhaps, they don't even like reading and treat the movies as just another movie to watch for the year.
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On the other side, Johnny-comes-latelys will not experience the anticipation of each book release, the countdowns, the speculations, the wonderful times fans alike shared on fansites. I am not saying they don’t deserve a share of the pie but those feelings of the past cannot be felt now.
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All 7 books are now sold as a collection, a far cry from the past, when we had to build up our collection slowly. I would love that but it takes the pleasure out of it. Fans who got on the ride with Harry Potter since the start grow up with the young actors/actresses and the trio. We journeyed with them through the ups and downs of life and the magical world.
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I am glad and blessed that I am considered one of the pioneers.
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Harry Potter was and still is magical.
Harry Potter was and still is magical.
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Though the flame of Harry Potter dims; it will never truly go out because fans will find ways to keep the spirit alive. All else worldly aside, memories will never fade.
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I hope that my passion for the books/films will live on for many years to come. And even then, when I am feeling dull, there will the books to keep me company and let me relive the good ole days.
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Sunday, November 14, 2010
Justified For a Spilt
Not justifiable for a spilt? Truly, critics remain critics. Critics aren’t a smart lot if they still don’t get it after so many years. They apparently did not read the books or take the time to understand what the whole series is about. It is not about entertainment with ridiculous and redundant wit.
I love how someone says that critics do not have the emotion bond with the movies/books and thus, not know the concerns of fans. And another say critics hate movies loyal to the source.
Deathly Hallows Part 1 is just the start to an end. C’mon, it is meant to be dark, despairing, raw and angsty. It shows the hopelessness and frustrations 3 teenagers felt on their own, with secrets to bear and heavy burden on their shoulders.
A spilt is justify here because there are simply too many important scenes and details to be left out for a, at most, 3 hour movie. I think fans wouldn’t mind sitting through a 6 hour movie but industry standards don’t make it happen. So we have to settle for the next best thing, which is to spilt the movie.
Deathly Hallows will be great, perhaps it will be a little tad boring in Part 1 but part 2 is where all the action takes place. Can you imagine not splitting it? It will be like a story with giant holes in it because of all the cutting of scenes, like previous movies.
It has been my dream since forever to watch a movie that is faithful to the book. I don’t care about how artistic or action packed that movie is, to me, a movie is good when first and foremost, it fulfils the criteria of remaining faithful.
We, fans for so long, matter most when we say whether that movie is good or bad.
Fellow fans on mugglenet couldn't have put their words any better. Here are some choice comments: “in a way I am even more glad they didn't like it because they felt it was more of a literal adaptation than the last few films”, “I think we truly are the ones that matter in saying how good or bad the movie seemed to us. We've been on this journey with them for nearly a decade so I'm sure most of us will love that there is a split.”
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Mutually Exclusive
I've been thinking a lot. Just to make it clear, having a good experience and having fodder to write for report is mutually exclusive with liking it. A more apt comparison would be, enjoying a good experience is mutually exclusive to having a good time.
Why do I make these two statements? I have been thinking about this internship for a long time.
I know it is about having a feel of the working world. I know it is not about money but the experience. I know it is about being at your best behaviour to please others so that they can write a good appraisal. I know all these and blah, blah, blah. I know all the political-correct answers. I know life is about entertaining people.
But, don't you think it is hassle and a chore to live for others' sake? Don't you think that sometimes you have to stand up for your rights and freedom of speech? Don't you think it is tiring to look at people's faces all the time and worry about the consequences?
I do and I did.
I mean, I don't say that this internship isn't good. I guess I have the better end of the deal, because I could have been sent to a worse company. But, this internship is killing me, I repeat, killing me.
I feel out-of-breath with the pace they are going. That event they are having is bogging me down. I can't even properly enjoy my movie due to that darned thing.
Why do I make these two statements? I have been thinking about this internship for a long time.
I know it is about having a feel of the working world. I know it is not about money but the experience. I know it is about being at your best behaviour to please others so that they can write a good appraisal. I know all these and blah, blah, blah. I know all the political-correct answers. I know life is about entertaining people.
But, don't you think it is hassle and a chore to live for others' sake? Don't you think that sometimes you have to stand up for your rights and freedom of speech? Don't you think it is tiring to look at people's faces all the time and worry about the consequences?
I do and I did.
I mean, I don't say that this internship isn't good. I guess I have the better end of the deal, because I could have been sent to a worse company. But, this internship is killing me, I repeat, killing me.
I feel out-of-breath with the pace they are going. That event they are having is bogging me down. I can't even properly enjoy my movie due to that darned thing.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
20 Questions
I realised I can pretty blunt and honest when I want to. Ha, it's quite embarrassing yet at the same time, gratifying, because I can speak the truth.
A colleague asked us if we are happy that the internship is coming to an end and instead of forced laughter, I replied with a simple "yes". I don't think it is insulting whatsoever, perhaps it's blunt but at least I feel sane.
I have enough of entertaining people through the days. I know I say that I can't lie to save myself, but I am always diplomatic, answering questions with diplomatic correct answers. Sometimes, I just have enough.
Therefore, when it comes to simple questions like this, I can only answer what I want to say. In fact, if it is without consequences, I would have say more. But, I won't go there. At least not now.
I know I am not happy but I am surprised it shows. Does it shows? Is it that obvious I am feeling rather wrong and out of tune? The boss asked me a mind-boggling question today. It seems like today is judgement day indeed.
He asked if I was feeling stressed and was I OK. To admit, I got a shock, because as far as I know, I didn't post anything that revealing on the facebook page. Come to think of it, I have to say no, I am still hanging there and since this is not a full time job anyway, I don't have to think about when I am home.
Am I stressed? I guess so. I am feeling under the weather lately. Is it because of the insane weather or because of the rushing up and down for work, I don't know for sure. It can be a combination of all these.
I am fortunate not to be directly involved in the event coming up. Phew. However, this means that I have to do all sorts of stuff. This internship is becoming more like a odd-job labourer.
Next week is a terrible week but I am glad that I've Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows as an incentive. See? Now you get it why Harry Potter is so important in my life, because it keeps me going and never forsake me.
A colleague asked us if we are happy that the internship is coming to an end and instead of forced laughter, I replied with a simple "yes". I don't think it is insulting whatsoever, perhaps it's blunt but at least I feel sane.
I have enough of entertaining people through the days. I know I say that I can't lie to save myself, but I am always diplomatic, answering questions with diplomatic correct answers. Sometimes, I just have enough.
Therefore, when it comes to simple questions like this, I can only answer what I want to say. In fact, if it is without consequences, I would have say more. But, I won't go there. At least not now.
I know I am not happy but I am surprised it shows. Does it shows? Is it that obvious I am feeling rather wrong and out of tune? The boss asked me a mind-boggling question today. It seems like today is judgement day indeed.
He asked if I was feeling stressed and was I OK. To admit, I got a shock, because as far as I know, I didn't post anything that revealing on the facebook page. Come to think of it, I have to say no, I am still hanging there and since this is not a full time job anyway, I don't have to think about when I am home.
Am I stressed? I guess so. I am feeling under the weather lately. Is it because of the insane weather or because of the rushing up and down for work, I don't know for sure. It can be a combination of all these.
I am fortunate not to be directly involved in the event coming up. Phew. However, this means that I have to do all sorts of stuff. This internship is becoming more like a odd-job labourer.
Next week is a terrible week but I am glad that I've Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows as an incentive. See? Now you get it why Harry Potter is so important in my life, because it keeps me going and never forsake me.
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
Nothing Worthy
Is it a good thing that sometimes I forget that I am in the middle of internship? I can't tell for sure. People may argue that it's too comfortable to even think of about but I beg to differ. All it means is that there is nothing worth remembering.
Whenever weekends or holidays come around, I will forget that internship or my workplace exists. When the whole thing is over, I hope to cleanly forget every, single thing.
It is not that I hate that place or its people. It's just that whenever I feel a hint of affection for it, I will be dealt with a major blow that ruin that image.
I can't wait till December the third comes around, because I know that I'll be free. Free from this horror. Whatever that comes next, I'll cross the bridge when I at it.
3 more weeks!
Whenever weekends or holidays come around, I will forget that internship or my workplace exists. When the whole thing is over, I hope to cleanly forget every, single thing.
It is not that I hate that place or its people. It's just that whenever I feel a hint of affection for it, I will be dealt with a major blow that ruin that image.
I can't wait till December the third comes around, because I know that I'll be free. Free from this horror. Whatever that comes next, I'll cross the bridge when I at it.
3 more weeks!
Monday, November 08, 2010
Booked!
Hooray, hooray! I booked the tickets for Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 on Sunday!
It must be the first time that I managed to book tickets so early. I am pleased with myself though I am so afraid that my tight schedule would ruin things for me, not to mention my cousin and brothers.
Anyhoo, I am planning to go for another showing with my friends. This time, of course, I will have more choices.
GVmax is nearly full at the 7.00pm slot, I can't believe it! My first choice is GVmarina but the bad timings spoil it for me.
Finally, to mark the last 10 days to the premier, I'll end each post with a quote from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows that I really like.
"The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son." ~ Pg 150
It must be the first time that I managed to book tickets so early. I am pleased with myself though I am so afraid that my tight schedule would ruin things for me, not to mention my cousin and brothers.
Anyhoo, I am planning to go for another showing with my friends. This time, of course, I will have more choices.
GVmax is nearly full at the 7.00pm slot, I can't believe it! My first choice is GVmarina but the bad timings spoil it for me.
Finally, to mark the last 10 days to the premier, I'll end each post with a quote from Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows that I really like.
"The letter was an incredible treasure, proof that Lily Potter had lived, really lived, that her warm hand had once moved across this parchment, tracing ink into these letters, these words, words about him, Harry, her son." ~ Pg 150
Saturday, November 06, 2010
Advance Ticket Sales
No way! is my reaction when I saw that Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows advance ticket sales is now on for Golden Village. How can it be?! Why am I so slow this time?!
For ages, I have lament over the slow updates of the theater. Now, it just caught me unaware! Darn it!
There are a couple of criteria I have when it comes to watching "movies of the year". For one, I have to be at Golden Village Marina or Vivocity. Another criteria is that I have to watch on that day itself, or settle for the next.
I hate the feeling of everyone watching that movie and waiting for my turn. Call it whatever you want, but it is just something I have strong feelings about. This is one characteristic of being a long-time fan, isn't it?
If I am situated at another country, say Britain or USA, I would have joined in with the midnight celebrations if given the chance.
Being in the middle of internship is a big blow to my plans, again. I can't watch the Deathly Hallows on the first timeslot available, and can only do it when evening comes along.
The timeslots on Thursday for GV Marina are so bad that I want to hurl. The only timing I can go for is 9.30pm and that, alas, is too late for me and my cousin.
Reluctantly, I want to settle for second best which is Friday, also 9 plus. Then, I saw an opening. There is a showing at 7.00pm on the opening night, at GVmax. I want to jump at this chance, of course. But I have to see my cousin's timing too.
The time will be very tight for me, but at most, I will cab down to the destination. It is a treat for myself, and all the troubles I put up for this past month or so. We'll see. I just hope that things will go my way and hopefully, I will book it tomorrow.
Now, you see, it's going to be worth it.
For ages, I have lament over the slow updates of the theater. Now, it just caught me unaware! Darn it!
There are a couple of criteria I have when it comes to watching "movies of the year". For one, I have to be at Golden Village Marina or Vivocity. Another criteria is that I have to watch on that day itself, or settle for the next.
I hate the feeling of everyone watching that movie and waiting for my turn. Call it whatever you want, but it is just something I have strong feelings about. This is one characteristic of being a long-time fan, isn't it?
If I am situated at another country, say Britain or USA, I would have joined in with the midnight celebrations if given the chance.
Being in the middle of internship is a big blow to my plans, again. I can't watch the Deathly Hallows on the first timeslot available, and can only do it when evening comes along.
The timeslots on Thursday for GV Marina are so bad that I want to hurl. The only timing I can go for is 9.30pm and that, alas, is too late for me and my cousin.
Reluctantly, I want to settle for second best which is Friday, also 9 plus. Then, I saw an opening. There is a showing at 7.00pm on the opening night, at GVmax. I want to jump at this chance, of course. But I have to see my cousin's timing too.
The time will be very tight for me, but at most, I will cab down to the destination. It is a treat for myself, and all the troubles I put up for this past month or so. We'll see. I just hope that things will go my way and hopefully, I will book it tomorrow.
Now, you see, it's going to be worth it.
Saturday Woes
Oh gods, today was worse than I thought.
I had fun over the last week and now it's payback time. The amount of homework from each child is that many and we had to mark all of them, today. There were only 3 of us left to finish the work. Bloody hell.
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It's 8 hours of straight work for me, on a Saturday. I started at 9.27am and ended at 5.29pm. I saw this coming and my reaction is relatively numb over this.
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At least, I got pay by the hour. Oh, why am I doing this anyway? I keep questioning myself. At least, I won't feel guilty over how I spend. And I know I need the cash, if I am going to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows 1 at least twice.
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Contrary to common belief, I do not do this just for the sake of money. Oh no, you can call me a chronic goody-two-shoes who is too responsible for her own good.
When I have to do something, I make sure I do it right. When something falls under my care, I have an obligation to make sure it works out right. That's how I am and I hate it. A recent example was the camera business. It's all in my previous post.
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I am seriously in need of therapy. I need therapeutic shopping. Actually what I need is a good holiday, free and easy. All I want is to relax and relive, is that too much to ask?
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I don't know which one of the two jobs I have now is worse. I can only console myself that regardless of what, jobs are temporary. If you hate it that much, shove it.
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Anyhoo, the thought of fulfilling my goal is comforting.
I had fun over the last week and now it's payback time. The amount of homework from each child is that many and we had to mark all of them, today. There were only 3 of us left to finish the work. Bloody hell.
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It's 8 hours of straight work for me, on a Saturday. I started at 9.27am and ended at 5.29pm. I saw this coming and my reaction is relatively numb over this.
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At least, I got pay by the hour. Oh, why am I doing this anyway? I keep questioning myself. At least, I won't feel guilty over how I spend. And I know I need the cash, if I am going to watch Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows 1 at least twice.
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Contrary to common belief, I do not do this just for the sake of money. Oh no, you can call me a chronic goody-two-shoes who is too responsible for her own good.
When I have to do something, I make sure I do it right. When something falls under my care, I have an obligation to make sure it works out right. That's how I am and I hate it. A recent example was the camera business. It's all in my previous post.
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I am seriously in need of therapy. I need therapeutic shopping. Actually what I need is a good holiday, free and easy. All I want is to relax and relive, is that too much to ask?
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I don't know which one of the two jobs I have now is worse. I can only console myself that regardless of what, jobs are temporary. If you hate it that much, shove it.
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Anyhoo, the thought of fulfilling my goal is comforting.
Thursday, November 04, 2010
Too Good For My Own Good
I'm too pure and good for my own good. Why am I making this statement? Because I feel awful and guilty conscious over something like this. I feel like a little child, with hands caught in the cookie jar.
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I was a facilitator for today as well. I went to QiHua Primary School with the trainer and that programme was supposed to end at 3.30pm. Therefore, I was in a dilemma over whether I should go back to the office. By right, this is what the office staff told me, I should because there is still time.
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But, it is quite obvious that it is a no-brainer for me to return to office at such a late hour, only to go home a few minutes later, right? I fretted over this and turned this situation in my mind over and over again. It bothered me to bits.
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In the end, because of the timing, I stuck with my common sense and went home, not before informing everyone in the office of course. If it wasn't for the camera, I wouldn't have worry so much actually.
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Now you see, I can't be a Slytherin. My conscience prickles me if I ever thought of doing something easy and good for myself.
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With the assurance from my boss, gods, I feel so much better and at ease now. I can't believe myself, why?! Perhaps with exposure comes experience. I sure hope that I can be street smart and wise the older I get. I can't imagine being like this forever.
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I was bothered by the camera business. The camera ran out of battery and they had to use it on Saturday. I promised I would bring it back on Friday but now I had to make sure it was charged. This was the stupidest thing I ever thought of doing. I planned on waiting for the camera to finish charging before going home.
This was actually a very long story and nasty business. Fortunately, it turned out so much better than I expected, with there being an extra battery and the boss in the office on a public holiday (he practically lives there).
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I was a facilitator for today as well. I went to QiHua Primary School with the trainer and that programme was supposed to end at 3.30pm. Therefore, I was in a dilemma over whether I should go back to the office. By right, this is what the office staff told me, I should because there is still time.
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But, it is quite obvious that it is a no-brainer for me to return to office at such a late hour, only to go home a few minutes later, right? I fretted over this and turned this situation in my mind over and over again. It bothered me to bits.
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In the end, because of the timing, I stuck with my common sense and went home, not before informing everyone in the office of course. If it wasn't for the camera, I wouldn't have worry so much actually.
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Now you see, I can't be a Slytherin. My conscience prickles me if I ever thought of doing something easy and good for myself.
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With the assurance from my boss, gods, I feel so much better and at ease now. I can't believe myself, why?! Perhaps with exposure comes experience. I sure hope that I can be street smart and wise the older I get. I can't imagine being like this forever.
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I was bothered by the camera business. The camera ran out of battery and they had to use it on Saturday. I promised I would bring it back on Friday but now I had to make sure it was charged. This was the stupidest thing I ever thought of doing. I planned on waiting for the camera to finish charging before going home.
This was actually a very long story and nasty business. Fortunately, it turned out so much better than I expected, with there being an extra battery and the boss in the office on a public holiday (he practically lives there).
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
Bad Start
This week is a bad start of November. I should have known better than to get out of bed.
On Monday, I don't have to report to the workplace but had to go to 2 schools instead. I was to be the stand-in facilitator as they cannot find any SMU students for it.
It wasn't fun, as per say, but I wouldn't mind doing this once in a while. As I am still a newbie, they practically throw me to the sharks, I sit around and make myself useful from time to time. Otherwise, I just took photographs of the on-goings.
There is no briefing for us interns, as we are their last resort. I didn't know what to do or to expect. I am not good with students or children, and I am quite "wooden" in a way.
It was so awkward as the students greeted me with a salutation or "teacher". I mean, c'mon, I am barely older than them, especially the secondary school students. It is mushy and weird to put a label to my name.
Certainly, this is an eye-opener for me and this is what I want to experience during the course of this internship. This is fodder for my report, to be frank. I have a lot to write about this and of course, writing it down here just means that it will be so much easier for me when I start on the report.
I went to red-dot museum with Bartley students on Monday. At first, I thought that it will be fun, as I can get to enjoy a field-trip. Alas, there wasn't much to see at the museum, the 'normal' students lost interest after a while and even I can't really appreciate the designs.
Thankfully, I got to go home early after the programme ended at QiHua Primary School.
I already feel sick, rushing here and there. Still, I thank my lucky stars that so far, I did not encounter any real problems finding the different schools. I had brushes with bad luck, but still, everything went quite well. I hope to continue riding on this wave, until the end of this internship.
Today, it wasn't a good day from the start. When I was waiting for the MRT, I received this SMS that I or the other intern has to report to Bartley Secondary because the original facilitator couldn't make it. Internally, I groaned. Why did I have a bad feeling that something like this will occur?
In the end, I had to go. I was prepared to be late anyway, and should there be a need for me to take a cab, they better pay it for me.
I wasn't very late and those students are getting on my nerves. I can't take rowdy and boisterous people and this is exactly what those 'normal' students are. They fooled around and cannot sit still to listen. Even the trainer is at wits end.
This week, it's same-old for me, all I can say is, thank goodness the week ends on Thursday. I have never been so grateful for a public holiday until now.
On Monday, I don't have to report to the workplace but had to go to 2 schools instead. I was to be the stand-in facilitator as they cannot find any SMU students for it.
It wasn't fun, as per say, but I wouldn't mind doing this once in a while. As I am still a newbie, they practically throw me to the sharks, I sit around and make myself useful from time to time. Otherwise, I just took photographs of the on-goings.
There is no briefing for us interns, as we are their last resort. I didn't know what to do or to expect. I am not good with students or children, and I am quite "wooden" in a way.
It was so awkward as the students greeted me with a salutation or "teacher". I mean, c'mon, I am barely older than them, especially the secondary school students. It is mushy and weird to put a label to my name.
Certainly, this is an eye-opener for me and this is what I want to experience during the course of this internship. This is fodder for my report, to be frank. I have a lot to write about this and of course, writing it down here just means that it will be so much easier for me when I start on the report.
I went to red-dot museum with Bartley students on Monday. At first, I thought that it will be fun, as I can get to enjoy a field-trip. Alas, there wasn't much to see at the museum, the 'normal' students lost interest after a while and even I can't really appreciate the designs.
Thankfully, I got to go home early after the programme ended at QiHua Primary School.
I already feel sick, rushing here and there. Still, I thank my lucky stars that so far, I did not encounter any real problems finding the different schools. I had brushes with bad luck, but still, everything went quite well. I hope to continue riding on this wave, until the end of this internship.
Today, it wasn't a good day from the start. When I was waiting for the MRT, I received this SMS that I or the other intern has to report to Bartley Secondary because the original facilitator couldn't make it. Internally, I groaned. Why did I have a bad feeling that something like this will occur?
In the end, I had to go. I was prepared to be late anyway, and should there be a need for me to take a cab, they better pay it for me.
I wasn't very late and those students are getting on my nerves. I can't take rowdy and boisterous people and this is exactly what those 'normal' students are. They fooled around and cannot sit still to listen. Even the trainer is at wits end.
This week, it's same-old for me, all I can say is, thank goodness the week ends on Thursday. I have never been so grateful for a public holiday until now.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
A Good Day
Yesterday was a good day, more or less. We ate at Hans to celebrate a colleague's birthday and bought a cake too. But, it was a hectic day as we had to rush filing again.
In the evening, after a late log out, I went down to Changi Airport to meet up with the rest of the family and aunt as the grandparents were coming back from China. We dined at Astons at Terminal 1 and went for dessert at the Chinese restaurant next to it. The mango sago is just so brilliant!
I feel that we should do this more often. It's great to just forget all my troubles for a while and have fun. Too bad, I've to work on Friday nights starting from the following week. We'll see though, as I already said I can't guarantee.
Terminal 1 is so stuffy and packed nowadays, due to the construction going on. I know that they are trying to beautify the place but the on-going process is hardly worth it. Since I got use to the airiness and open-concept of Terminal 3, T1 just seems like a poor comparison.
My grandparents seemed to have a good time at Hainan. I suppose the treatment is different when a celebrity, albeit a local one, was part of the crew. There were about 200 tourists in this tour package alone.
While I would have baulk at the thought of so many people in one tour group, there are merits too. For one, the local people over there would welcome you with open arms. Imagine booking half of the hotel, you could just see the dollar-signs in their eyes.
In the evening, after a late log out, I went down to Changi Airport to meet up with the rest of the family and aunt as the grandparents were coming back from China. We dined at Astons at Terminal 1 and went for dessert at the Chinese restaurant next to it. The mango sago is just so brilliant!
I feel that we should do this more often. It's great to just forget all my troubles for a while and have fun. Too bad, I've to work on Friday nights starting from the following week. We'll see though, as I already said I can't guarantee.
Terminal 1 is so stuffy and packed nowadays, due to the construction going on. I know that they are trying to beautify the place but the on-going process is hardly worth it. Since I got use to the airiness and open-concept of Terminal 3, T1 just seems like a poor comparison.
My grandparents seemed to have a good time at Hainan. I suppose the treatment is different when a celebrity, albeit a local one, was part of the crew. There were about 200 tourists in this tour package alone.
While I would have baulk at the thought of so many people in one tour group, there are merits too. For one, the local people over there would welcome you with open arms. Imagine booking half of the hotel, you could just see the dollar-signs in their eyes.
A-waiting
19 days till Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 arrives at the silver screens in Singapore shores. Of course, this is also the time where the movie is screened across the world, thrilling millions of fans and viewers alike.
The news of Deathly Hallows part 1 not being made into 3D disappoints and heartens me. It is disappointing to note that we’ll not be seeing this epic story given a boost with the magical touch.
However, between a bad 3D movie and a good 2D one, I’d rather watch the latter. It is heartening to see that the producers and the crew behind this franchise putting a foot down against churning out shaky 3D effects with the lack of time. This is what they should be praise for.
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Too many times have studios and what not fail to deliver the anticipated 3D because they just don’t give a care.
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The news of Deathly Hallows part 1 not being made into 3D disappoints and heartens me. It is disappointing to note that we’ll not be seeing this epic story given a boost with the magical touch.
However, between a bad 3D movie and a good 2D one, I’d rather watch the latter. It is heartening to see that the producers and the crew behind this franchise putting a foot down against churning out shaky 3D effects with the lack of time. This is what they should be praise for.
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Too many times have studios and what not fail to deliver the anticipated 3D because they just don’t give a care.
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Thursday, October 28, 2010
November Dreams
Hooray, agony October is coming to an end! The countdown can officially begin for "numb" November.
Although, I must say, with public holidays, birthdays and of course, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 all scheduled in November, I can hardly hate it. These are the only things that can make me happy.
I've kind of lose my fire over the everyday posting of the going-ons in my internship. After a while, it kind of gets old as the same old things happen over and over again.
I realise being an intern means you are pretty much a "dog". When the person throws the stick, you are supposed to run after it. Now, I don't mean it in the literal sense. I know the saying that a person will only treat you how you want to be treated. But, I am not in a position to negotiate or even voice out.
When things start to look better, things will go downhill after that. I have a new term to coin this period: zombiefied. I am not myself.
It is not just me who see this in the company. Even the newcomer can see it. The company, which supposedly dabbled in innovative and creative courses, is not so innovative and creative afterall. In fact, the system it adopts is a rigid and narrow one.
The whole system seems forced. They can't move out of their bubble although they tried. The result ends up being neither nor there.
They want to accept others' ideas but refuses to change. They have this thinking that "oh, you can go ahead and do it, I trust you". However, when you submit it, they will be like "no, you should do this, you should do that".
I mean, what is the point of giving free rein to someone only to dash it by wanting the final outcome to go your way. It's beating around the bush and they are just wasting everyone's time. You want it your way, fine. Do it yourself or just tell that from the start, for god's sake!
And the worst of them all sits at the boss seat. He is the one who started this whole "creative" and "innovative" business, but he fails in what he preaches. He can't see things beyond what he has in mind.
All I can say is, I am glad that I am a temporary staff. It's too stuffy in that sort of place.
Although, I must say, with public holidays, birthdays and of course, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 all scheduled in November, I can hardly hate it. These are the only things that can make me happy.
I've kind of lose my fire over the everyday posting of the going-ons in my internship. After a while, it kind of gets old as the same old things happen over and over again.
I realise being an intern means you are pretty much a "dog". When the person throws the stick, you are supposed to run after it. Now, I don't mean it in the literal sense. I know the saying that a person will only treat you how you want to be treated. But, I am not in a position to negotiate or even voice out.
When things start to look better, things will go downhill after that. I have a new term to coin this period: zombiefied. I am not myself.
It is not just me who see this in the company. Even the newcomer can see it. The company, which supposedly dabbled in innovative and creative courses, is not so innovative and creative afterall. In fact, the system it adopts is a rigid and narrow one.
The whole system seems forced. They can't move out of their bubble although they tried. The result ends up being neither nor there.
They want to accept others' ideas but refuses to change. They have this thinking that "oh, you can go ahead and do it, I trust you". However, when you submit it, they will be like "no, you should do this, you should do that".
I mean, what is the point of giving free rein to someone only to dash it by wanting the final outcome to go your way. It's beating around the bush and they are just wasting everyone's time. You want it your way, fine. Do it yourself or just tell that from the start, for god's sake!
And the worst of them all sits at the boss seat. He is the one who started this whole "creative" and "innovative" business, but he fails in what he preaches. He can't see things beyond what he has in mind.
All I can say is, I am glad that I am a temporary staff. It's too stuffy in that sort of place.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
November Hopes
This past 2 days had been great, almost to the point where my internship seems to be nothing but a dream. How I wish it is true.
On Saturday, after work, I went for a manicure. It's been too long since I went for one, and seeing that I just received my pay cheque, I wanted to treat myself. Alas, I can only go for conservative colours because I still have to work.
On the other hand, it's gloomy thoughts for me as I was asked to go to work on Friday nights. I mean, what?! I don't want to but I can't lie so I said I'll try. After all, if I arrived late, I'll just have to call and say that I can't make it.
Sighs, I do not do this for money, despite me saying otherwise. I just couldn't lie to save myself, although I do have my pride.
Anyway, the next 2 weeks will be kind of good for me, as I do not have to work on Saturday and the upcoming public holidays. Never have I been this grateful for public holidays!
Oh, November looks to be a eventful month, for the entertainment side. There is, of course, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 to look forward to. I'm already trembling with anticipation over it.
On the 3rd of December, the last day of my internship, I'll exempt myself from Kumon because I want to celebrate my freedom.
Today, my grandparents went for a vacation in China. We went to Changi Airport early in the morning for breakfast before sending them off with cousin's family. It was a fun day indeed.
Everytime I went to Changi Airport, my heart will give a little tweak as I watch travellers departing and arriving. I want to travel too. Even though I hate the idea of flying, I still want to travel. It is such great fun to put down what you are doing and just enjoy and relax.
On Saturday, after work, I went for a manicure. It's been too long since I went for one, and seeing that I just received my pay cheque, I wanted to treat myself. Alas, I can only go for conservative colours because I still have to work.
On the other hand, it's gloomy thoughts for me as I was asked to go to work on Friday nights. I mean, what?! I don't want to but I can't lie so I said I'll try. After all, if I arrived late, I'll just have to call and say that I can't make it.
Sighs, I do not do this for money, despite me saying otherwise. I just couldn't lie to save myself, although I do have my pride.
Anyway, the next 2 weeks will be kind of good for me, as I do not have to work on Saturday and the upcoming public holidays. Never have I been this grateful for public holidays!
Oh, November looks to be a eventful month, for the entertainment side. There is, of course, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 1 to look forward to. I'm already trembling with anticipation over it.
On the 3rd of December, the last day of my internship, I'll exempt myself from Kumon because I want to celebrate my freedom.
Today, my grandparents went for a vacation in China. We went to Changi Airport early in the morning for breakfast before sending them off with cousin's family. It was a fun day indeed.
Everytime I went to Changi Airport, my heart will give a little tweak as I watch travellers departing and arriving. I want to travel too. Even though I hate the idea of flying, I still want to travel. It is such great fun to put down what you are doing and just enjoy and relax.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Gloomy Days
I know I've been blessed in many subtle ways, but how can it be, when I only see gloomy days ahead?
I pray for respite and rain. I want to see a rainbow. I want to be alive again.
I never said I was happy, at least not in the last few weeks. I never want to be part of this insanity. I sure isn't living, as per say, but rather, just managing and surviving. It's truly a pain, I tried to be open-minded and positive, but it soon turn to dust. All those hopes and wishes, they have disintegrate.
I'm begrudgingly doing what I am told, I would never do this willingly. I drag my feet to work everyday.
Thankfully, as I kept telling myself, this is temporary. All I have to do is to endure for 6 more weeks and then I can wiped them out from my life. They will ease to exist.
I can't believe how disgusting they are. Stop it! Stop trying to be helpful or whatever backstabbing thing you are doing! Stop trying to suck away my weekends! I have given up my mind and body, but I will damned if I offer my soul on a silver platter.
It is said that if you have enough of a job and finding yourself dragging your feet to work, it's time to change that job. At least, this applies when you are young or have no obligations to make. When you can afford to be choosy, please do. It's that time when you ahve no mouths to feed, or to be the breadwinner.
I wonder if I would be that type of person later on. I wish I would. I am supposed to be young, free to experience different kind of jobs and settings. If I really hate that job, I what to shove it away and hop on to another one.
I guess I still have part of my humanity left, since I am defying them in little acts. Don't judge, because it means that I can be happy. It pains me to see myself becoming a living zombie. I hate the fact that I feel like a convict each day it is time to go home.
I pray for respite and rain. I want to see a rainbow. I want to be alive again.
I never said I was happy, at least not in the last few weeks. I never want to be part of this insanity. I sure isn't living, as per say, but rather, just managing and surviving. It's truly a pain, I tried to be open-minded and positive, but it soon turn to dust. All those hopes and wishes, they have disintegrate.
I'm begrudgingly doing what I am told, I would never do this willingly. I drag my feet to work everyday.
Thankfully, as I kept telling myself, this is temporary. All I have to do is to endure for 6 more weeks and then I can wiped them out from my life. They will ease to exist.
I can't believe how disgusting they are. Stop it! Stop trying to be helpful or whatever backstabbing thing you are doing! Stop trying to suck away my weekends! I have given up my mind and body, but I will damned if I offer my soul on a silver platter.
It is said that if you have enough of a job and finding yourself dragging your feet to work, it's time to change that job. At least, this applies when you are young or have no obligations to make. When you can afford to be choosy, please do. It's that time when you ahve no mouths to feed, or to be the breadwinner.
I wonder if I would be that type of person later on. I wish I would. I am supposed to be young, free to experience different kind of jobs and settings. If I really hate that job, I what to shove it away and hop on to another one.
I guess I still have part of my humanity left, since I am defying them in little acts. Don't judge, because it means that I can be happy. It pains me to see myself becoming a living zombie. I hate the fact that I feel like a convict each day it is time to go home.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
I Know It Is Not This
"I don't know what I want, but I know it's not this"
I came across this title on a book in the library and I fell in love with it straight away. It totally conveys what I want to say.
It was pay day yesterday during my internship. Phew, 4 weeks down. After dividing the amount by 30 days and multiplying by 25, I realised I am only earning S$14 per day, from 9am to 6pm! It was astonishing, really. After subtracting off transportation fees and lunch money, I'm practically left with nothing.
No wonder my cash on hand is depleting like there is no tomorrow. On the other hand, my bank reserves can only get higher. I suppose I am nearing my plan to save enough and more for a graduation trip.
On the other end of the spectrum, since I only have taken one part-time job so far, I can only use that to compare, I am earning S$5 per hour. Not much, by any other account, that is the unofficial minimum pay.
Still, today I worked for 7 hours, which means that I've earned S$35.
Damn it, why I am working my b*** off? Oh, right, because this internship is compulsory and graded. So, that grade better be worth it because it has to be equivalent to all those cash I've lost and given away.
One more thing, what happens if your boss wants to add you on Facebook? That is exactly what my boss did. What the crap? Why is he bothering anyway?
I'm hardly going to change my life over someone unimportant. Although, if I really do add him, I will take all precautions to prevent him from knowing what I've been typing. Then again, if I ignore him, what is he to do about it? Write in my report that I refuse to be his "friend"? Creep.
Anyhoo, regardless of whether I will add him or not, I will delete him from my list once this internship ends, because our contact ends there and then.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Fodder for Bad Press
I'll start with the good news, I don't have to buy the 2,000 stamps for now. Hooray! And I've definitely learn my lesson, I'll not be bringing extra cash to work anymore. Next time they want me to buy something, I'll be saying that I don't have extra cash on me.
It's time we put our feet down at this type of workplace bullying, nevermind that they will pay us back sooner or later.
Are they kidding me? It's awfully insensitive of them to assume that our cash are at their disposal. It's also presumptuous of them to assume we will be free to follow them to some event at night.
Anyway, today, I've something else to write in my report. I'm supposed to do some kind of write-up for each of the corporate gift and they were the ones who told me that I can write what I think is right.
Then, he came to tell me that he don't like my writing and I was like, "ok, how do you want me to change?" This is what I hate about him, he did not give any constructive feedback at all. He said "I don't know, just change". I mean, what the heck, this is the way I write, you want to change, fine, at least tell me where I went wrong or something. Don't just give such a non-solid feedback.
Besides, If you don't like it, then for god's sake, you can always edit it yourself or make changes. Sure, I want to learn but you are not making it easy for me! I think he just like his own style best so he might as well write all of them himself since it looks like he can't accept others.
In the morning, when no one was in the office except the two interns, we were talking about the bad things in this company and THIS guy and how loathsome he is. The company is fodder for bad press.
There are so many things that we can't take it and the blatant way they treat us, the interns. Don't blame me for being defensive all the time because you lot aren't better yourselves.
I may tolerant this guy but I don't respect him at all. Besides, I plan of wiping the memory of them by deleting them once the 11th weeks end. It will be nothing but a nightmare.
I have no love for the company, don't worry. The only thing I want is to get my good grade and good evaluation. Once the evaluation is handed in, I'll pretend we've never met.
Once the last day rolls in, I'll throw my hands up in joy.
It's time we put our feet down at this type of workplace bullying, nevermind that they will pay us back sooner or later.
Are they kidding me? It's awfully insensitive of them to assume that our cash are at their disposal. It's also presumptuous of them to assume we will be free to follow them to some event at night.
Anyway, today, I've something else to write in my report. I'm supposed to do some kind of write-up for each of the corporate gift and they were the ones who told me that I can write what I think is right.
Then, he came to tell me that he don't like my writing and I was like, "ok, how do you want me to change?" This is what I hate about him, he did not give any constructive feedback at all. He said "I don't know, just change". I mean, what the heck, this is the way I write, you want to change, fine, at least tell me where I went wrong or something. Don't just give such a non-solid feedback.
Besides, If you don't like it, then for god's sake, you can always edit it yourself or make changes. Sure, I want to learn but you are not making it easy for me! I think he just like his own style best so he might as well write all of them himself since it looks like he can't accept others.
In the morning, when no one was in the office except the two interns, we were talking about the bad things in this company and THIS guy and how loathsome he is. The company is fodder for bad press.
There are so many things that we can't take it and the blatant way they treat us, the interns. Don't blame me for being defensive all the time because you lot aren't better yourselves.
I may tolerant this guy but I don't respect him at all. Besides, I plan of wiping the memory of them by deleting them once the 11th weeks end. It will be nothing but a nightmare.
I have no love for the company, don't worry. The only thing I want is to get my good grade and good evaluation. Once the evaluation is handed in, I'll pretend we've never met.
Once the last day rolls in, I'll throw my hands up in joy.
Monday, October 11, 2010
Money Can't Buy You Love
I can't believe how much I've spend on that god-forsaken company in this past 3 weeks. Heck, my pay is only S$440 and I've spent over S$100 plus on stationary items.
Now, this is going overboard. I've to buy 2,000 stamps tomorrow and my parents told me that it'll be over S$500 plus. So what? I'm to spend my savings on this useless thing and wait for the boss to pay me back?
What if he don't pay me back? What if he keeps delaying? I've all sorts of worries regarding this issue. He said he would transfer money to my bank account but how will I know it? Unless, I check on my bank account first before buying.
Does he think that we, teenagers, have a lot of savings? He's lucky that I do and can afford to wait till pay day to get back what is owed to me. Perhaps he think that money grow on trees. Asking students to fork out large sum of money first is pretty irresponsible and obnoxious of him.
Hmm, even my parents can't take it laying down. Already, they are questioning why am I not getting back the money I previously spent on the company.
This is a good point to jot down in my report as a learning point and problem faced. I mean, I could always say that I had to borrow money from my parents first and how I overcome it is by spending less on my meals.
Damn him and his way of doing things. We'll see how it goes. In my mind, I want to do all sorts of nasty things to him. He can wait for defamation and a "lawyer letter" if he cheats me of my money.
I feel like I'm being taken advantage of.
Now, this is going overboard. I've to buy 2,000 stamps tomorrow and my parents told me that it'll be over S$500 plus. So what? I'm to spend my savings on this useless thing and wait for the boss to pay me back?
What if he don't pay me back? What if he keeps delaying? I've all sorts of worries regarding this issue. He said he would transfer money to my bank account but how will I know it? Unless, I check on my bank account first before buying.
Does he think that we, teenagers, have a lot of savings? He's lucky that I do and can afford to wait till pay day to get back what is owed to me. Perhaps he think that money grow on trees. Asking students to fork out large sum of money first is pretty irresponsible and obnoxious of him.
Hmm, even my parents can't take it laying down. Already, they are questioning why am I not getting back the money I previously spent on the company.
This is a good point to jot down in my report as a learning point and problem faced. I mean, I could always say that I had to borrow money from my parents first and how I overcome it is by spending less on my meals.
Damn him and his way of doing things. We'll see how it goes. In my mind, I want to do all sorts of nasty things to him. He can wait for defamation and a "lawyer letter" if he cheats me of my money.
I feel like I'm being taken advantage of.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Worldly Goods
Something got me thinking about what worldly goods I want this Christmas and further on. Surprisingly, nothing really catches my eye, yet.
I am eyeing for a Pandora bracelet for my graduation, as a graduation present. As for birthday, I'm hoping for something special.
I'm saving up for the trip to USA, of course. I want to shop and spend those well-deserved, hard earned money on what I like. I want to see what I having been waiting to see one year ago.
I know, money isn't easy to come by and yet, there is a part of me that crave for branded items. Not the really high end brands though, just a little higher than normal, if you know what I mean.
I am eyeing for a Pandora bracelet for my graduation, as a graduation present. As for birthday, I'm hoping for something special.
I'm saving up for the trip to USA, of course. I want to shop and spend those well-deserved, hard earned money on what I like. I want to see what I having been waiting to see one year ago.
I know, money isn't easy to come by and yet, there is a part of me that crave for branded items. Not the really high end brands though, just a little higher than normal, if you know what I mean.
Birthday Celebration
It's been awfully long since I update on the brighter side of my life.
Last Sunday, 3th October, we celebrated my Grandfather's birthday at some Hong Kong styled restaurant.
I always look forward to these kind of gatherings and dinners because it means that we are still together, as a family. It makes me feel very blessed as we can shared such canon moments. It is also something to look forward as it means good food, well, more or less.
Last Sunday, 3th October, we celebrated my Grandfather's birthday at some Hong Kong styled restaurant.
I always look forward to these kind of gatherings and dinners because it means that we are still together, as a family. It makes me feel very blessed as we can shared such canon moments. It is also something to look forward as it means good food, well, more or less.
Friday, October 08, 2010
Take Back My Words
I was wrong. I take back my words. Blessed indeed, yeah right.
Being a slave is apparently somewhere on my job scope. Please, I don't even have a proper job scope.
Why am I dealing all these crap anyway? If not for my grade and reputation, I would have protested. Like I said before, if there were to be no consequences, I would have done something bad to the lot of them.
Today can top the list of ridiculous things I'm being made to do. Yesterday, I had to do all kinds of stupid signages for the office. Today, all because of the printer's fault, I had to lug the laminator home and being asked to print over 40 pages of coloured documents which are not important at all!
If I'm not allowed to scold and curse them now, I don't know when I'll be able to do so. Isn't it ridiculous? Isn't it unreasonable?
I had to use MY own printer, MY own printer ink to print OFFICE stuff. Can you see the reasoning in it, huh?
Although, the boss did say that he would pay me back the ink. Of course he must, what am I, a fool that he can lead by the nose?
And adding insult to injury, I have to arrive one hour earlier to Sunday's "team building" event to put up the signage. So, on top of being a delivery man, I had to be a lackey as well.
You know what? If they ever hold a team building event every month, this will be the first and the last activity I'll be going. The next time something like this happens, I'm going to say that I'm to be a bridesmaid/attend grandparent's birthday. So what? An excuse can save a person's sanity. Not too bad.
If I'm not given the due credit for all these grieve they caused me, they are going to be in trouble. If I get a pass with commendation, that is because I deserve it. And I pass, it is more than what they own me. Damn it.
Being a slave is apparently somewhere on my job scope. Please, I don't even have a proper job scope.
Why am I dealing all these crap anyway? If not for my grade and reputation, I would have protested. Like I said before, if there were to be no consequences, I would have done something bad to the lot of them.
Today can top the list of ridiculous things I'm being made to do. Yesterday, I had to do all kinds of stupid signages for the office. Today, all because of the printer's fault, I had to lug the laminator home and being asked to print over 40 pages of coloured documents which are not important at all!
If I'm not allowed to scold and curse them now, I don't know when I'll be able to do so. Isn't it ridiculous? Isn't it unreasonable?
I had to use MY own printer, MY own printer ink to print OFFICE stuff. Can you see the reasoning in it, huh?
Although, the boss did say that he would pay me back the ink. Of course he must, what am I, a fool that he can lead by the nose?
And adding insult to injury, I have to arrive one hour earlier to Sunday's "team building" event to put up the signage. So, on top of being a delivery man, I had to be a lackey as well.
You know what? If they ever hold a team building event every month, this will be the first and the last activity I'll be going. The next time something like this happens, I'm going to say that I'm to be a bridesmaid/attend grandparent's birthday. So what? An excuse can save a person's sanity. Not too bad.
If I'm not given the due credit for all these grieve they caused me, they are going to be in trouble. If I get a pass with commendation, that is because I deserve it. And I pass, it is more than what they own me. Damn it.
Thursday, October 07, 2010
Blending the Days
I hate writing and coming up with what is known as "political correct" answers.
You know, you wish to say something bad about that certain country but can only hold your tongue because it would mean war?
I hated it! I want to shout it out loud. But, alas, I can't, because I have a front to keep up. A facade, you may say. This is life. This is what it means by white lies. I can only put my insults in a nice package and delivered it via mailman.
Today was better. Partly, I think because the boss isn't in. I swear, he has some sort of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has to have things all done to perfection.
Bloody brilliant, we are not designers or studying design, and yet he expect us to design all sort of stupid posters for the office. What are we, fools? He had us labelling the whole office with stupid terms like this and that. God, inwardly, I was rolling my eyes all the sheer stupidity of it.
Why would someone want to label the toilet, fridge and bench? Huh? Tell me.
Hmmm, 9 weeks more. It has been difficult to pass this week. But, as the days blend together and I taking one day at a time, it can only improve.
You know, you wish to say something bad about that certain country but can only hold your tongue because it would mean war?
I hated it! I want to shout it out loud. But, alas, I can't, because I have a front to keep up. A facade, you may say. This is life. This is what it means by white lies. I can only put my insults in a nice package and delivered it via mailman.
Today was better. Partly, I think because the boss isn't in. I swear, he has some sort of obsessive-compulsive disorder, he has to have things all done to perfection.
Bloody brilliant, we are not designers or studying design, and yet he expect us to design all sort of stupid posters for the office. What are we, fools? He had us labelling the whole office with stupid terms like this and that. God, inwardly, I was rolling my eyes all the sheer stupidity of it.
Why would someone want to label the toilet, fridge and bench? Huh? Tell me.
Hmmm, 9 weeks more. It has been difficult to pass this week. But, as the days blend together and I taking one day at a time, it can only improve.
Tuesday, October 05, 2010
Blessed, my foot
What a miserable day filled with miserable worms! I want to curse every single of them. Damn them all!
I can't believe after a few days I said I was more blessed, something like this happens.
If there is ever a chance I am offered the job, I will very happily reject it. If ever they ask me whether I would like to join the company, I will say you can take the job and shove it. You s***kers.
Frankly, I don't need your miserable job in that miserable company. It isn't even a good place to travel to. I don't need your pitiful amount of cash, if I ever need that to survive, I'd have starve.
I'm young. I'm head-strong. I'm stubborn. If I can't be that now, when will I have the chance to be? When I'm old enough to have proper responsibilities and desperate for a job?
Obviously I have dreams. I dream of a better tomorrow. This job just tells me that if I don't look hard and deep enough, I'll suffer and pay deeply.
But, I guess, there's a salvation. First, I didn't choose this, I was forced into it. So, I can hate it for all I care. Secondly, I would never have chose this stupid job anyway. Thirdly, it is temporary! I thank all the gods for this fact.
At least, when I get the money and run, I can say good riddance to bad rubbish with relish and spend it on something that is worth a hundred times more than this sorry company.
I want to curse them with every curse and hex known. If it isn't illegal, I want to AK them.
9 more weeks.
I can't believe after a few days I said I was more blessed, something like this happens.
If there is ever a chance I am offered the job, I will very happily reject it. If ever they ask me whether I would like to join the company, I will say you can take the job and shove it. You s***kers.
Frankly, I don't need your miserable job in that miserable company. It isn't even a good place to travel to. I don't need your pitiful amount of cash, if I ever need that to survive, I'd have starve.
I'm young. I'm head-strong. I'm stubborn. If I can't be that now, when will I have the chance to be? When I'm old enough to have proper responsibilities and desperate for a job?
Obviously I have dreams. I dream of a better tomorrow. This job just tells me that if I don't look hard and deep enough, I'll suffer and pay deeply.
But, I guess, there's a salvation. First, I didn't choose this, I was forced into it. So, I can hate it for all I care. Secondly, I would never have chose this stupid job anyway. Thirdly, it is temporary! I thank all the gods for this fact.
At least, when I get the money and run, I can say good riddance to bad rubbish with relish and spend it on something that is worth a hundred times more than this sorry company.
I want to curse them with every curse and hex known. If it isn't illegal, I want to AK them.
9 more weeks.
Monday, October 04, 2010
19th Commonwealth Games
The 19th Commonwealth Games opened with a bang in India yesterday night.
This is my first time watching the Commonwealth Games. Previously, I have heard briefly about it but never experienced it because the local TV channel do not support it. I guess now we have the chance to see it is because it is held in Asia.
Anyway, after much negative publicity in recent weeks, India have more or less delivered a rousing games. For its sake and pride, the next couple of weeks have to go on smoothly, without much fanfare, if it does not want to tarnish its image any further.
I sort of fear for India, because no country deserved such scrutiny on a worldwide level. The feeling stings big time.
So, India, I wish you all the best. Because of the Games being held in your country, I get the chance to be part of the Games.
This is my first time watching the Commonwealth Games. Previously, I have heard briefly about it but never experienced it because the local TV channel do not support it. I guess now we have the chance to see it is because it is held in Asia.
Anyway, after much negative publicity in recent weeks, India have more or less delivered a rousing games. For its sake and pride, the next couple of weeks have to go on smoothly, without much fanfare, if it does not want to tarnish its image any further.
I sort of fear for India, because no country deserved such scrutiny on a worldwide level. The feeling stings big time.
So, India, I wish you all the best. Because of the Games being held in your country, I get the chance to be part of the Games.
Saturday, October 02, 2010
In Memoriam
It came as a blow this evening, Mrs Lee Kuan Yew, the wife of Minister Mentor, had passed away.
It just further cement one of my greatest fear because as the days pass, I fear that Mr Lee will leave us one day. Now, I know a person can't jolly well live forever. But there is a part in me that I won't have to deal with it in recent years.
It will be a big day for Singapore should that day comes, because world leaders will surely come here and pay their respects and since Mr Lee is a renowned person around the world and have won the respect of many, this is a big issue indeed.
There will be at least a day of mourning and a national holiday will be declared.
By then, I hope to have read one of his biographies and interviews.
As a young Singaporean, not hitting twenty yet, it may seems a little weird for me to let my emotions run in such matters. I don't particularly care about politics but I do care about the welfare of the country. At the minimum, I do read and care in world issues.
I guess I can be considered a "fan" of Mr Lee as I think he really has aid Singapore a lot, together with other early political members. I shudder to think of how it will be for us should an alternate universe occurs. Would I still have free rein typing this tonight?
Comparing ourselves to other countries, we have so much to be thankful for. Yet, obviously, people will want more, searching for their perfect Eden.
Perhaps, when you become a head yourself, in your own country, then you can set up your own laws and regulations for your own people. Till then, be content and appreciative. Even better, you will realise governing a country is not as easy as you thought.
A good quote to use here is "My boat, my rules" from Sleep Talkin' Man.
For now, RIP Mrs Lee.
It just further cement one of my greatest fear because as the days pass, I fear that Mr Lee will leave us one day. Now, I know a person can't jolly well live forever. But there is a part in me that I won't have to deal with it in recent years.
It will be a big day for Singapore should that day comes, because world leaders will surely come here and pay their respects and since Mr Lee is a renowned person around the world and have won the respect of many, this is a big issue indeed.
There will be at least a day of mourning and a national holiday will be declared.
By then, I hope to have read one of his biographies and interviews.
As a young Singaporean, not hitting twenty yet, it may seems a little weird for me to let my emotions run in such matters. I don't particularly care about politics but I do care about the welfare of the country. At the minimum, I do read and care in world issues.
I guess I can be considered a "fan" of Mr Lee as I think he really has aid Singapore a lot, together with other early political members. I shudder to think of how it will be for us should an alternate universe occurs. Would I still have free rein typing this tonight?
Comparing ourselves to other countries, we have so much to be thankful for. Yet, obviously, people will want more, searching for their perfect Eden.
Perhaps, when you become a head yourself, in your own country, then you can set up your own laws and regulations for your own people. Till then, be content and appreciative. Even better, you will realise governing a country is not as easy as you thought.
A good quote to use here is "My boat, my rules" from Sleep Talkin' Man.
For now, RIP Mrs Lee.
October Wish
My October wish is for October to go faster so that I can get away from this agony. Out of the 3 months, October will be the worst because it's limbo. By the time November comes around, it will high time to start a proper countdown.
I managed to survive another week in internship, so that makes it 2 weeks down. 9 more weeks to go.
During the internship, I’ve experienced a different kind of environment and now, I have an inkling of what kind of work and environment I’ll like to work under. The aspects of work life which I like and not preferred, this internship is more of the latter.
If there is something really deep I learn in this internship, it is that I want to keep my options wide open and really choose a good job to settle down. The last thing I want to do is to sell my soul to the devil.
I'll never do that because it is plain stupid. That is also why the plan of setting up my own business will not occur to me now. Perhaps for some, experiencing this motion makes them want to be their own boss. For me, it's something ugly and seriously, being your own boss equals no balanced work life.
Furthermore, since I will be graduating real soon, my immediate plans is to think about my options, go for a well-deserved holiday, think about it some more and go for further studies. That is my plan.
I really don't feel like working after experiencing it for 10 days. It's a chore, to drag yourself awake and drag your feet to work. You basically have no life because once you come home, it's dinner and some time for yourself before going to bed.
I was discussing about the ugly side of work with my fellow intern and I realised that I have no wish to travel that far for work, I thought gloomily to myself.
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You know what? After going through today's sharing session, I've found out I'm much blessed. The way things are going for me cannot be compared to what some classmates gone through. I would have curse and swear to the bank if I land one of their unfortunate jobs.
Calling out all day long? You've got to freaking kidding me! I will cry everyday if I have to do that.
Working in a travel agency and having to work through the weekends? Working in a hotel? Once again, no way in hell. See? This is way I did not choose tourism in the first place. I knew such horrors would happen. Choosing tourism as a major is so much different than working in the industry.
I should count my blessings then. At least, I am stuck with a 9 - 6 job, five days a week. At least my job scope is better than some which do repetitive work throughout their 11 weeks internship.
Still, of course, there are people who landed better jobs than me. I know that. But, it's somewhat sadistic to be "gleeful" knowing that there are others who are worse than you. I can't help this feeling.
Oh well, I supposed I'm a little more appreciative of my job now. To deal with incompetent and negligent supervisors are the worst lot.
This sharing session is good. It broadens up my perspective and allows me to view things in a clearer picture. Though, I have to say, that does not make me less likely to complain and rant about my worklife. I have to have an outlet to vent my anger.
I managed to survive another week in internship, so that makes it 2 weeks down. 9 more weeks to go.
During the internship, I’ve experienced a different kind of environment and now, I have an inkling of what kind of work and environment I’ll like to work under. The aspects of work life which I like and not preferred, this internship is more of the latter.
If there is something really deep I learn in this internship, it is that I want to keep my options wide open and really choose a good job to settle down. The last thing I want to do is to sell my soul to the devil.
I'll never do that because it is plain stupid. That is also why the plan of setting up my own business will not occur to me now. Perhaps for some, experiencing this motion makes them want to be their own boss. For me, it's something ugly and seriously, being your own boss equals no balanced work life.
Furthermore, since I will be graduating real soon, my immediate plans is to think about my options, go for a well-deserved holiday, think about it some more and go for further studies. That is my plan.
I really don't feel like working after experiencing it for 10 days. It's a chore, to drag yourself awake and drag your feet to work. You basically have no life because once you come home, it's dinner and some time for yourself before going to bed.
I was discussing about the ugly side of work with my fellow intern and I realised that I have no wish to travel that far for work, I thought gloomily to myself.
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You know what? After going through today's sharing session, I've found out I'm much blessed. The way things are going for me cannot be compared to what some classmates gone through. I would have curse and swear to the bank if I land one of their unfortunate jobs.
Calling out all day long? You've got to freaking kidding me! I will cry everyday if I have to do that.
Working in a travel agency and having to work through the weekends? Working in a hotel? Once again, no way in hell. See? This is way I did not choose tourism in the first place. I knew such horrors would happen. Choosing tourism as a major is so much different than working in the industry.
I should count my blessings then. At least, I am stuck with a 9 - 6 job, five days a week. At least my job scope is better than some which do repetitive work throughout their 11 weeks internship.
Still, of course, there are people who landed better jobs than me. I know that. But, it's somewhat sadistic to be "gleeful" knowing that there are others who are worse than you. I can't help this feeling.
Oh well, I supposed I'm a little more appreciative of my job now. To deal with incompetent and negligent supervisors are the worst lot.
This sharing session is good. It broadens up my perspective and allows me to view things in a clearer picture. Though, I have to say, that does not make me less likely to complain and rant about my worklife. I have to have an outlet to vent my anger.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Waving the White Flag
If I could surrender without any consequence, trust me, I would have wave that white flag from the start. It's not that I do not have guts, it's just that I'm more of a self-preservation sort. If I have known the horrors, would I still continue on? I don't think so.
My father once said that interns are no different from volunteers after I said that volunteers are cheap labour whom you only need to provide meals for. I don't think so. The major difference between interns and volunteers starts with the letter V.
Volunteerism means that you willingly go ahead with whatever you partake. You understand the clauses and go ahead with it because it means something to you. On the other hand, interns, at least for us, it's forced. FORCED, in capital letters.
I most certainly didn't agree or go ahead willingly. I don't understand the clauses and do not wish to sign on the dotted line.
Besides, volunteerism means you should be happy and it is justify that you don't get cash in return.
If there is one thing worse than cheap labour, it is free labour. I am having morbid thoughts about when and how we are getting our just payment. My mind is filled with "what-ifs". They are a failure if they think they can get away with that.
My father once said that interns are no different from volunteers after I said that volunteers are cheap labour whom you only need to provide meals for. I don't think so. The major difference between interns and volunteers starts with the letter V.
Volunteerism means that you willingly go ahead with whatever you partake. You understand the clauses and go ahead with it because it means something to you. On the other hand, interns, at least for us, it's forced. FORCED, in capital letters.
I most certainly didn't agree or go ahead willingly. I don't understand the clauses and do not wish to sign on the dotted line.
Besides, volunteerism means you should be happy and it is justify that you don't get cash in return.
If there is one thing worse than cheap labour, it is free labour. I am having morbid thoughts about when and how we are getting our just payment. My mind is filled with "what-ifs". They are a failure if they think they can get away with that.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Singapore Grand Prix 2010
Singapore is called the "crown jewel" in the Formula One race. As a Singaporean, I couldn't agree more.
Singapore is so spectacular and amazing at night! The skyline is really beautiful, now that Marina Bay Sands stands proudly against the night sky. While it is not exactly dazzling, Singapore can be on par with other countries'.
This is the 3rd race in Singapore and it still is getting rave reviews from foreign viewers. Yesterday's race was indeed a good one, with crashes and fires and situations that makes your heart thump. Such is the case of Hamilton and Webber incident. I'm so glad that Mark Webber came out unharmed and finished in a podium finish.
Fernando Alonso won, fair and square this time. He maneuvered with style and was leading from start to finish.
This year, since my original favourite was not inside, I decided to support Mark Webber, Sebastian Vettel and Jenson Button. There are two who are in Red Bull and Jenson Button in McLaren.
Singapore is still the only country with a night race and it certainly up the standards. With the street circuit aglow with megawatt lights, it seems like the sun shines on the particular route.
The night race attracts people because it is something new and with the backdrop being picture-perfect, who could ask for more?
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Doing a Lucrative Business
One week in this entrepreneur company and I have the gist of doing a successful business. And I'll even share it here so that people will not be dominating the lucrative industry.
Actually, it doesn't take a genius to know this, but still, people may not thought of this before. First, charge your clients an exorbitant rate, say S$25,000 for a 3 day training programme. On the other hand, pay your staff the minimum wage rate, say S$440 for a month.
Thank you, Captain Obvious, for pointing out the huge difference in standards.
I've another tip for scoring in the area of cheap labour. Tie up with schools and keep looking for part-timers. Who needs full-time workers when you have part-timers aplenty? Interns will be gone after 3 months, no problem, there will always be another school sending their interns in.
To do a simple calculation, there will only need to be 4 schools sending in two interns per 3 months for them to achieve that success in monetary terms. And you have no idea how much they freaking earn!
Now you know. Go out there, start a business with minimum staff and maximum output and you can get rich, just like that.
And this is sarcasm, in case you wonder.
Actually, it doesn't take a genius to know this, but still, people may not thought of this before. First, charge your clients an exorbitant rate, say S$25,000 for a 3 day training programme. On the other hand, pay your staff the minimum wage rate, say S$440 for a month.
Thank you, Captain Obvious, for pointing out the huge difference in standards.
I've another tip for scoring in the area of cheap labour. Tie up with schools and keep looking for part-timers. Who needs full-time workers when you have part-timers aplenty? Interns will be gone after 3 months, no problem, there will always be another school sending their interns in.
To do a simple calculation, there will only need to be 4 schools sending in two interns per 3 months for them to achieve that success in monetary terms. And you have no idea how much they freaking earn!
Now you know. Go out there, start a business with minimum staff and maximum output and you can get rich, just like that.
And this is sarcasm, in case you wonder.
Friday, September 24, 2010
A Galore
I've been thinking up a perfect title to match my results for Semester 3.1. I've been harbouring hopes of pulling off another miracle this time round.
I didn't manage to sign up for the SMS service for the results and had to wait until 12 plus before the results are updated online.
Guess what? It's A galore indeed. I'm so happy, actually. But somehow, my mood just don't pick up. I guess I'm really feeling blue. Alas, my otherwise perfect score is marred by a blemish that starts with the letter B.
Product Development & Innovation, oh, how I hate thee! I knew the subject was bad news from the start. I just knew it because I know we couldn't pull this off. I had my doubts from the beginning. There were so many aspects that I just don't feel good about.
Let's do a recap for the grades of each subject.
Event Management - Distinction. I can't contain my glee when I saw that I have a distinction for it! It's really a big surprise for me.
I thought I had some regrets regarding the exam and the group project but I'm so glad the teacher actually liked it. I guess he's not so bad afterall.
Special Interest Tourism - Distinction. My hope from the start, it's good that it didn't let me down. I have a good feeling for this subject despite some reservations from the start.
After the group project presentation, I knew that we clinched the deal because, pardon me, I think ours is the most well-done in the class.
Managerial Accounting 1 - A. Phew. I managed to score an A. I was lowering my expectations to a B+ days before the main examination because I was so worried.
Strategic Entrepreneurship - A. This is the subject that we worked so hard on and to please the weird lecturer. I'm happy that we managed to please him.
Product Development & Innovation - B. I should have see this coming. It's actually a little surprise that I scored this grade. Oh well, what is done is done. It's a freckle that can't be erased.
I don't know why the CGPA isn't updated yet. Don't tell me that I'm stuck at this CGPA. But it can't be, there should be changes.
I've one last shot at graduating with honours and I'll be damned if I don't get it. I will give semester 3.2 my best shot if only I have the higher powers on my side. Please do not let there be any class changes. Not at this critical moment.
I didn't manage to sign up for the SMS service for the results and had to wait until 12 plus before the results are updated online.
Guess what? It's A galore indeed. I'm so happy, actually. But somehow, my mood just don't pick up. I guess I'm really feeling blue. Alas, my otherwise perfect score is marred by a blemish that starts with the letter B.
Product Development & Innovation, oh, how I hate thee! I knew the subject was bad news from the start. I just knew it because I know we couldn't pull this off. I had my doubts from the beginning. There were so many aspects that I just don't feel good about.
Let's do a recap for the grades of each subject.
Event Management - Distinction. I can't contain my glee when I saw that I have a distinction for it! It's really a big surprise for me.
I thought I had some regrets regarding the exam and the group project but I'm so glad the teacher actually liked it. I guess he's not so bad afterall.
Special Interest Tourism - Distinction. My hope from the start, it's good that it didn't let me down. I have a good feeling for this subject despite some reservations from the start.
After the group project presentation, I knew that we clinched the deal because, pardon me, I think ours is the most well-done in the class.
Managerial Accounting 1 - A. Phew. I managed to score an A. I was lowering my expectations to a B+ days before the main examination because I was so worried.
Strategic Entrepreneurship - A. This is the subject that we worked so hard on and to please the weird lecturer. I'm happy that we managed to please him.
Product Development & Innovation - B. I should have see this coming. It's actually a little surprise that I scored this grade. Oh well, what is done is done. It's a freckle that can't be erased.
I don't know why the CGPA isn't updated yet. Don't tell me that I'm stuck at this CGPA. But it can't be, there should be changes.
I've one last shot at graduating with honours and I'll be damned if I don't get it. I will give semester 3.2 my best shot if only I have the higher powers on my side. Please do not let there be any class changes. Not at this critical moment.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Utter Despondent
Urgh, another day of utter despondent. I was reduced to a delivery "man" again. Oh gods, I hope this is not becoming a habit.
I, and the other girl, went to collect the printing opposite the block. We were totalling rushing for time and it was raining. So, we were drenched in the rain as there is no shelter. We had to rush to Jurong Industrial area to deliver all the tools and files that they needed.
We took a cab down, which the fee will be paid back to me. It was again a mad rush to file 20 copies of notes for the training programme. Damnation, but the place is so warm and we had to hole-punched every single piece of paper.
Once everything was done, we had to get back to the office. Today and tomorrow, the office will only contain the two of us interns, since the two guys have corporate training going on.
I was counting on today to be more relaxing and fun because no one will be in the office. Who knows that something will happen.
When we reached Boon Lay Interchange, it was about 2.50pm. We went for our late lunch at Jurong Point and started the long journey back at around 3.30pm. We reached the office around 4.30pm and did some work before clocking out at exactly 6.00pm.
Hey, we totally deserved the time to eat our lunch. We may be supposed to be compliant but if we don't even have basic rights, I think it is high time someone put them in their shoes. By right, we have an hour for lunch and in that hour, we can do whatever we want.
If I want to surf the net during that time, I jolly well can do it because, technically, I am not faulting. Alas, if only everything is written out in black-and-white. Even then, there are still people who go against the contract.
What hope is there for us, lowly interns, who are no better than the construction workers out there? Heck, some foreign workers enjoy better pay and treatment than us!
We had to fork out our own money on the way home, it may be small amount, but to us, who are earning about S$2.20 a day, the transportation fare is not even enough to cover the "wage".
Cheap labour, we are. Exploitation, this is. I wonder how they managed to cope with the extreme shortage of staff before we arrived. Perhaps, they do away with the part-timers because we are here. Damn it.
Still, at least today passed quickly. Tomorrow will be a better day, if nothing drastic happens.
At least there is something to look forward to this weekend, what with the semester results and F1 Grand Prix. Woohoo!
I, and the other girl, went to collect the printing opposite the block. We were totalling rushing for time and it was raining. So, we were drenched in the rain as there is no shelter. We had to rush to Jurong Industrial area to deliver all the tools and files that they needed.
We took a cab down, which the fee will be paid back to me. It was again a mad rush to file 20 copies of notes for the training programme. Damnation, but the place is so warm and we had to hole-punched every single piece of paper.
Once everything was done, we had to get back to the office. Today and tomorrow, the office will only contain the two of us interns, since the two guys have corporate training going on.
I was counting on today to be more relaxing and fun because no one will be in the office. Who knows that something will happen.
When we reached Boon Lay Interchange, it was about 2.50pm. We went for our late lunch at Jurong Point and started the long journey back at around 3.30pm. We reached the office around 4.30pm and did some work before clocking out at exactly 6.00pm.
Hey, we totally deserved the time to eat our lunch. We may be supposed to be compliant but if we don't even have basic rights, I think it is high time someone put them in their shoes. By right, we have an hour for lunch and in that hour, we can do whatever we want.
If I want to surf the net during that time, I jolly well can do it because, technically, I am not faulting. Alas, if only everything is written out in black-and-white. Even then, there are still people who go against the contract.
What hope is there for us, lowly interns, who are no better than the construction workers out there? Heck, some foreign workers enjoy better pay and treatment than us!
We had to fork out our own money on the way home, it may be small amount, but to us, who are earning about S$2.20 a day, the transportation fare is not even enough to cover the "wage".
Cheap labour, we are. Exploitation, this is. I wonder how they managed to cope with the extreme shortage of staff before we arrived. Perhaps, they do away with the part-timers because we are here. Damn it.
Still, at least today passed quickly. Tomorrow will be a better day, if nothing drastic happens.
At least there is something to look forward to this weekend, what with the semester results and F1 Grand Prix. Woohoo!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Errand Boy
So, I've been reduced to a errand boy now, huh?
I can't believe my luck when I received that call this morning. I was told to bring a CD from the office and bring it to Bartley Secondary School to deliver it.
In my mind, I went, Oh man, it's just my luck and I, of course, cursed. But what can I do? I'm here to serve. I can't help but to rant on the money I had to fork out to take the 2 stupid buses out and back again. What the freaking thing is this?!
Let me say, the month of October is the worst. September is almost ending and November will the start of the countdown to the end. So, October is definitely the limbo.
Bah, there's nothing much to be said except that why must I get all the "dirty" work done?
I can't believe my luck when I received that call this morning. I was told to bring a CD from the office and bring it to Bartley Secondary School to deliver it.
In my mind, I went, Oh man, it's just my luck and I, of course, cursed. But what can I do? I'm here to serve. I can't help but to rant on the money I had to fork out to take the 2 stupid buses out and back again. What the freaking thing is this?!
Let me say, the month of October is the worst. September is almost ending and November will the start of the countdown to the end. So, October is definitely the limbo.
Bah, there's nothing much to be said except that why must I get all the "dirty" work done?
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Best Moment
The best part of each day, at least for this period, is going home. Oh, what joy I felt when I saw the time approaching as the day wanes.
I can't stand this any longer! 10 weeks and 3 days to go, damn it! Why? Tell me why must the days pass so slowly?
This is only the second day and I am falling asleep because of the stupid, monotonous work. This is the second day that I'm writing on the cards, all day.
It doesn't help that my wounded feet are torturing me. This is the first time that something that grievous happened to me.
I can't stand this any longer! 10 weeks and 3 days to go, damn it! Why? Tell me why must the days pass so slowly?
This is only the second day and I am falling asleep because of the stupid, monotonous work. This is the second day that I'm writing on the cards, all day.
It doesn't help that my wounded feet are torturing me. This is the first time that something that grievous happened to me.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Dash It
I must say, this seriously stinks! How I wish this is all a bad dream. It certainly seems so now, when I back at home, typing this. Oh, if only wishes do come true. I want a genie.
Internship is not what I envisioned, especially this at all! I tried my best to go with an open-mind but it just had to go downhill from the start.
Firstly, I had a hard time finding the freaking office because the building construction is stupid enough to put the first two rooms outside in the carpark. I mean, what the holy? What kind of idiotic design is this?
Then, the name of the office don't tally. The form they had given us is X company but the company's name outside the door is Y. Double bloody hell.
Of course, I panicked. Treacherous tears threatened to leak out and I finally gathered my courage to call the Director as he is to be our supervisor. He answered and said he is at China now. This means that I have to pick up the phone bill.
All this while, my shoes are killing me. This is my fault because I don't know why I didn't choose proper the size at the beginning. Damn it!
I saw the other girl who will be working as well and finally the person came.
The whole day was kind of dull, not that I expected fun. I rather take mundane over anything else. Oh boy, I am scared for the future. I wonder what they have in store for us. I can't get over mulling the scary truth.
Lunch was just a take-away. Sighs, this is worse than I thought.
Then came the time to leave for the day. Woohoo! I can't wait for the end of the day! As you know, my shoes almost killed me and I gritted my teeth and limped all the way from station to station. Oh gods, how humiliating and painful.
Finally, I called my father to ask him to fetch me from the MRT station and I realised that my feet are injured pretty badly. As the blisters were injured, it is just so painful when I was taking a bath.
The only good thing that comes out from this is that the end time is supposedly 6pm instead of 7pm. But, there may be overtime or work on Saturdays if necessary.
Are they freaking kidding me? Because this is not funny at all. I may be forced to sign along the lines but I certainly didn't promise to sell my soul to the Devil. Pooh! I give them my weekdays and they expect me to sacrifice my weekends too? No way in hell!
Obviously, they can't expect me to do this, hey, people have plans, alright?
Only 10 weeks and 4 days left.
Internship is not what I envisioned, especially this at all! I tried my best to go with an open-mind but it just had to go downhill from the start.
Firstly, I had a hard time finding the freaking office because the building construction is stupid enough to put the first two rooms outside in the carpark. I mean, what the holy? What kind of idiotic design is this?
Then, the name of the office don't tally. The form they had given us is X company but the company's name outside the door is Y. Double bloody hell.
Of course, I panicked. Treacherous tears threatened to leak out and I finally gathered my courage to call the Director as he is to be our supervisor. He answered and said he is at China now. This means that I have to pick up the phone bill.
All this while, my shoes are killing me. This is my fault because I don't know why I didn't choose proper the size at the beginning. Damn it!
I saw the other girl who will be working as well and finally the person came.
The whole day was kind of dull, not that I expected fun. I rather take mundane over anything else. Oh boy, I am scared for the future. I wonder what they have in store for us. I can't get over mulling the scary truth.
Lunch was just a take-away. Sighs, this is worse than I thought.
Then came the time to leave for the day. Woohoo! I can't wait for the end of the day! As you know, my shoes almost killed me and I gritted my teeth and limped all the way from station to station. Oh gods, how humiliating and painful.
Finally, I called my father to ask him to fetch me from the MRT station and I realised that my feet are injured pretty badly. As the blisters were injured, it is just so painful when I was taking a bath.
The only good thing that comes out from this is that the end time is supposedly 6pm instead of 7pm. But, there may be overtime or work on Saturdays if necessary.
Are they freaking kidding me? Because this is not funny at all. I may be forced to sign along the lines but I certainly didn't promise to sell my soul to the Devil. Pooh! I give them my weekdays and they expect me to sacrifice my weekends too? No way in hell!
Obviously, they can't expect me to do this, hey, people have plans, alright?
Only 10 weeks and 4 days left.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Freak Out
I feel like puking.
This is like queuing for a roller-coaster ride, and I hate the feeling! The big problem here is that I've never been on a roller-coaster before. Well, there's always a first in everything.
But, oh gods, I just want to hide in a hole and cry. Is it silly? Is it naive? I should be glad that I, at least, have a companion, even though I am not acquainted with her.
It is natural to be freaking out, right? I've never done this in my short life. It's like going on a journey all by myself, which I'm planning to do so soon.
All I can tell myself is that this is all for the greater good. Want to have a good trip? You must do this internship well and thorough. Only then can I have the results to show that I deserve the trip. I swear that I'll reward myself properly.
Only tomorrow will tell whether all my worries are for naught. Only time will tell whether this is a good company. Only time will tell, darling.
I shall end here for now, tomorrow will be a brand new day and it will be just like travelling to a new school, meeting new people.
We'll see what happens, won't we?
This is like queuing for a roller-coaster ride, and I hate the feeling! The big problem here is that I've never been on a roller-coaster before. Well, there's always a first in everything.
But, oh gods, I just want to hide in a hole and cry. Is it silly? Is it naive? I should be glad that I, at least, have a companion, even though I am not acquainted with her.
It is natural to be freaking out, right? I've never done this in my short life. It's like going on a journey all by myself, which I'm planning to do so soon.
All I can tell myself is that this is all for the greater good. Want to have a good trip? You must do this internship well and thorough. Only then can I have the results to show that I deserve the trip. I swear that I'll reward myself properly.
Only tomorrow will tell whether all my worries are for naught. Only time will tell whether this is a good company. Only time will tell, darling.
I shall end here for now, tomorrow will be a brand new day and it will be just like travelling to a new school, meeting new people.
We'll see what happens, won't we?
Fare Thee Well
"The world as I know it will end tomorrow. Be afraid, be very afraid"
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It's just like going to a new school, right?! The feelings are the same, the same breathlessness, the same fluttering, the same dread.
Trust me, I'm really nervous, my heart is all a-flutter. I can't think straight. I desperately want things to be good and yet I know that if I think too much, I'll just end up being disappointed.
I can please people, can't I? Haven't I been doing that since young? All I have to do is to be amiable and helpful-looking. If I really hate it, I can always rant on this blog, yes? Besides, it's only 3 months. It will be a lesson, no matter what.
However, I guess, because this is graded internship, the pressure is on whether you serve at the right dosage. I can't lose it all to a silly little thing like this which cost 8 CUs.
Oh, how I wish things are different. Still, this is the only opportunity for real sort of work. It'll certainly be an experience to remember.
I feel guilty for spending so much on the clothes and what not for this internship. Damnation! But, it is inevitable, what with me being in a office. I mean, I certainly have to wear office wear, non? For someone who only own jeans, shorts and T-shirts, this is a big investment. Of course, I need shoes too.
Then, I will have to spend another huge sum on the concession fare for transportation. $90 plus for a freaking month! I don't think the measly pay is able to cover my losses.
Cheers, to going home late, to squeezing with the working people on the MRT and bus, to be an entity. Cheers, for listening ears and sympathetic faces.
Trust me, I'm really nervous, my heart is all a-flutter. I can't think straight. I desperately want things to be good and yet I know that if I think too much, I'll just end up being disappointed.
I can please people, can't I? Haven't I been doing that since young? All I have to do is to be amiable and helpful-looking. If I really hate it, I can always rant on this blog, yes? Besides, it's only 3 months. It will be a lesson, no matter what.
However, I guess, because this is graded internship, the pressure is on whether you serve at the right dosage. I can't lose it all to a silly little thing like this which cost 8 CUs.
Oh, how I wish things are different. Still, this is the only opportunity for real sort of work. It'll certainly be an experience to remember.
I feel guilty for spending so much on the clothes and what not for this internship. Damnation! But, it is inevitable, what with me being in a office. I mean, I certainly have to wear office wear, non? For someone who only own jeans, shorts and T-shirts, this is a big investment. Of course, I need shoes too.
Then, I will have to spend another huge sum on the concession fare for transportation. $90 plus for a freaking month! I don't think the measly pay is able to cover my losses.
Cheers, to going home late, to squeezing with the working people on the MRT and bus, to be an entity. Cheers, for listening ears and sympathetic faces.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Screw It
Wheeeeee, I'm in such a good mood today once I realised this is the last they will see of me! Hip, hip, Hooray!
This is the last weekday I'll be working, at least for the next 3 months. Gosh, I need this.
I don't have to put up with those annoying children anymore and they don't have to put up with me. It's the best of both worlds. No more easy answers! No more feeling frustrated and annoyed! No more channeling bad vibes!
I have had enough of those disgusting children for a long time. I have to put up with their crap and whining and then I started putting up a strict front. It's bad for myself and them. I hate this aspect, you know.
I ignored them for most of the part, but there are times when you can't even bordered it up.
Ha! I shan't miss them. Now that I think of it, could the internship be a blessing in disguise? I need a change of environment real bad, and this is a good chance to compare. Too bad we're treated like cheap labour.
Whereas, in this job of mine, the pay is acceptable, but the children treat you like crap. Seriously, I often wonder how they do in school and what would happen when they grow up. I often find myself comparing because I can't fathom how they can go about life like this.
True, they are young, younger than I and I pity them. The world they are going to live in is not going to be easy, at all. If ours is bad enough, then theirs will be worse. It's something to chew on.
Oh well, I know what some people will say. It's just a godforsaken part-time job, for goodness sake, don't put so much heart and emotions into it. Frankly, I don't. I don't see myself investing my share of feelings and heart in this. I used to think of myself as a robot, marking and marking from start till finish.
So, once again, I found myself in a limbo, between a wall and a cliff. The cliff is looking good at the moment and please do not disappoint me. I will try to make the most out of it.
Saturdays though, I have to meet those damned children again. But, at least it's once a week. It's a gloomy thought, but I suppose my plans will make all these worth it.
It's a plan to conquer myself and humanity.
No hard feelings, eh?
This is the last weekday I'll be working, at least for the next 3 months. Gosh, I need this.
I don't have to put up with those annoying children anymore and they don't have to put up with me. It's the best of both worlds. No more easy answers! No more feeling frustrated and annoyed! No more channeling bad vibes!
I have had enough of those disgusting children for a long time. I have to put up with their crap and whining and then I started putting up a strict front. It's bad for myself and them. I hate this aspect, you know.
I ignored them for most of the part, but there are times when you can't even bordered it up.
Ha! I shan't miss them. Now that I think of it, could the internship be a blessing in disguise? I need a change of environment real bad, and this is a good chance to compare. Too bad we're treated like cheap labour.
Whereas, in this job of mine, the pay is acceptable, but the children treat you like crap. Seriously, I often wonder how they do in school and what would happen when they grow up. I often find myself comparing because I can't fathom how they can go about life like this.
True, they are young, younger than I and I pity them. The world they are going to live in is not going to be easy, at all. If ours is bad enough, then theirs will be worse. It's something to chew on.
Oh well, I know what some people will say. It's just a godforsaken part-time job, for goodness sake, don't put so much heart and emotions into it. Frankly, I don't. I don't see myself investing my share of feelings and heart in this. I used to think of myself as a robot, marking and marking from start till finish.
So, once again, I found myself in a limbo, between a wall and a cliff. The cliff is looking good at the moment and please do not disappoint me. I will try to make the most out of it.
Saturdays though, I have to meet those damned children again. But, at least it's once a week. It's a gloomy thought, but I suppose my plans will make all these worth it.
It's a plan to conquer myself and humanity.
No hard feelings, eh?
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
LA & North Carolina
My father was back from the States and he brought with him Ralph Lauren goodies! Oh, how wonderful! If only I was there too.
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He bought me a bag, one which I have coveted for a long time. Too bad it's the only piece left, I had another one in my mind, oh well, nevermind, I can save that for my Christmas present next time. In fact, as soon as I have the time, I will do a post on things I want to get.
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The bag was going for a huge discount, there's why he bought it. Thank god for end-season sales. -
He bought some polos from the outlet at Beverly Hills. I guess it's pretty certain that the store at Beverly Hills targets high-end customers. The clothes are not cheap at all, and all the bags are made of leather.
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It's just so lucky my father got that last piece in North Carolina.
He also got pins from Hard Rock cafe at Los Angeles and Hollywood. Sighs, now I really want to go there on top of going to Orlando.
I guess within the first few years of my career, I will take vacations as long as I can afford them. This goal means that I've to work extra hard and save. But, I think it's worth it, to do something that I like, for a change.
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He bought me a bag, one which I have coveted for a long time. Too bad it's the only piece left, I had another one in my mind, oh well, nevermind, I can save that for my Christmas present next time. In fact, as soon as I have the time, I will do a post on things I want to get.
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The bag was going for a huge discount, there's why he bought it. Thank god for end-season sales. -
He bought some polos from the outlet at Beverly Hills. I guess it's pretty certain that the store at Beverly Hills targets high-end customers. The clothes are not cheap at all, and all the bags are made of leather.
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It's just so lucky my father got that last piece in North Carolina.
He also got pins from Hard Rock cafe at Los Angeles and Hollywood. Sighs, now I really want to go there on top of going to Orlando.
I guess within the first few years of my career, I will take vacations as long as I can afford them. This goal means that I've to work extra hard and save. But, I think it's worth it, to do something that I like, for a change.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Take A Moment & Ponder
"Out of the frying pan, and into the fire"
I think it is an apt description to what I'm in for. Each time I tell myself that today will be different, it just ends up the same, with me being irritated by the kids.
It's not that I even like the job, to be frank. I'll do my work and I get paid, that's a good combination.
Anyway, I keep telling myself that this week will be the last I see of them before I go for an "extended vacation". In some ways, I am thrilled to drop what I am doing now and embark on a new journey, a "real" job, some may say.
On the other hand, like that idiom suggests, it's not as if I'm really in for something big. It's a graded job with me being kept on my toes all the time. I really hope to be at least happy in it.
Now that I'll be gone, I won't say I'll miss those ickle children. I don't necessary like my position now because they keep asking me for help and what not. I don't think I am up to the job of being a patient person.
Due to this week being my last week working during the weekdays, I will try to be extra tolerant and giving. They always say, be at your best when it's your last. Sighs. However, I've signed myself up for Saturdays and you know that Saturdays are always the worst.
Why? It is because that is almost no ending time. At least on weekdays, by 10 plus, we'll be packing and getting ready to leave. But on Saturdays, if there are other matters to do, it means we have to stay back, unless I pull a fast one and balk. Obviously, I can't do that everytime. It makes my credibility go down and god know that I'm extremely pliant, most of the time.
My feelings on this? It's mixed, to be sure. I love the idea of not reporting to this job but it just means I have to report on the other job. I'm not happy, just numb, like always.
We do not exist for ourselves. When we are young, we exist for school, it is all for the future, they say. If you want to be successful when you grow up, you have to slave in school.
When that future comes along, you exist purely for work; your boss and your company. You slave even more, towards that bright light at the end of the tunnel. You want material things in life to make your future substantial.
There's almost no time to relax, to take a step back and exclaimed, this is not what I want.
But, I guess what is even more frightening is to really find out that what you are doing for, it's all for naught. Perhaps, you have seen the light and decided that worldly things don't matter anymore. Perhaps, it's better late than never.
But to start over, it's just plain discouraging and taxing.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Last Paper, Last Hurrah
So, I finally finished my examinations. It seems like a long time but in actual fact, there are only 2 papers.
Event Management was fairly alright, I guess. I had some regrets but I believed I did my best and the ball is not in court anymore. I just hope that my A is still being maintained.
I can't believed that he didn't put one single question on Youth Olympics at all! I thought that will surely come out but looks like I underestimated him. Oh well.
The questions weren't exactly that tough but I kind of forgot some factors. But, I think I can still do well. Fingers crossed.
Now, the time is mine to spend as I like, however, I am sort of afraid that I won't be able to accomplish what I told myself I have to do. I only have 6 days left before my last hurrah is gone. I want to go out with a bang but it's going to be more or less, a candle being snuffled by the wind.
I'm truly scared about what my internship will bring. Everything is so uncertain and shaky. I want so much but am so frightened by the prospect of things not going smoothly for me. There is so much apprehension and feelings.
Event Management was fairly alright, I guess. I had some regrets but I believed I did my best and the ball is not in court anymore. I just hope that my A is still being maintained.
I can't believed that he didn't put one single question on Youth Olympics at all! I thought that will surely come out but looks like I underestimated him. Oh well.
The questions weren't exactly that tough but I kind of forgot some factors. But, I think I can still do well. Fingers crossed.
Now, the time is mine to spend as I like, however, I am sort of afraid that I won't be able to accomplish what I told myself I have to do. I only have 6 days left before my last hurrah is gone. I want to go out with a bang but it's going to be more or less, a candle being snuffled by the wind.
I'm truly scared about what my internship will bring. Everything is so uncertain and shaky. I want so much but am so frightened by the prospect of things not going smoothly for me. There is so much apprehension and feelings.
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