hey~ did anyone see the granado espada commercial? the game looks super cool!!!! it looks like my computer's gonna die running it though.

 

 

Its a hot hot day. I was just bumming around at home when i was suddenly ambushed by my mother to clear out the rubbish papers and toys in room.

found a  bunch of scholarship pamphlets, files and freebies pushed onto me back in JC in the corner of the room. i was suddenly hit by a feeling of - waste. gawd. the colours~! the files~! the many many sheets of paper~! i'd been requesting for printing quotations lately, so i kind of had an idea of just how many dollars worth of publicity i was holding in my hands. multiply it by the number of kids taking S papers in my year and the number is horrendous. well, i guess they are rich. (tax-payer's money~~~!)  -____-

found a bunch of my FHM magazines and other women's magazines. i din buy them - they came in goodie bags collected over my two years at uni. it was a bit wasteful to chuck them, so i bundled them up, crossed my fingers and hoped that the garang guni man might want them. and pay a few dollars for them.

and then we proceeded to the old old toys from all the way back when i was 2 years old. in the end we kept more than half of them due to 'sentimental values'. haha. i realized i won a bunch of toys from genting highlands - i must be pretty pro when i was young lol. chucked them all into a box for donation.

and we demolished the god-knows-how-much-it-cost 3D puzzle gift i got in JC2. it was really taking up too much space. i pleaded for leniency, i really did.

and then we moved on to the many many trophies and plaques from primary and secondary school... the gold's half flaked off and its blacking at the edges~~~~!!!! it looks horrible~! and when stuffing everything into the boxes, my mother broke one~! my favourite trophy.... (>_<)

in the end, everything's all bundled, broken and all messed up, into the 4 IKEA storage boxes that we just bought recently. damn you IKEA. if you din come i'll still have half my sentimental rubbish lying in my room. rawrgh.

yesterday, we went ice-skating to celebrate konno's bday. we fell down a lot. konno skated the best even though he was supposedly the noobest of us all, damn it.

i fell down a lot of times again and thoroughly wetted my behind. (its ice) so i became very very conscious of falling on my butt, and the next time i slid, i slammed my arms down to stop my body from touching the floor. it was a backward pushup. i pulled both arm muscles at the same time.

my arms were throbbing the whole of today, and whenever someone came along and said "hey~ gal~ can help me look for this file~?" it felt like someone poking a broken glass shard into a shallow wound. coincidentally, all the files that were missing today were located at the very bottom of their respective stacks.

and then we had dinner at kobanyashi~ (or sth like that). the modanyaki is good~! i had the noodle omelette pizza with unagi, $4.50! it was really good! but not filling at all!

watched shrek 3 as well. it was good, haha. i was pretty sure i read "stay after the credits for bonus scene" plastered across a movie i wanted to watch alot. so i got everyone to stay behind to see...

in the end there was none. the bonus scene was actually for pirates of the carribean.... sorry... (>_<)

there was a bonus scene at the end of the credits of shrek 2 last last year though! it showed Donkey's babies flittering around! 

and on the 1 hour train journey back to the east, we chatted about hall life. it got me all nostalgic about the freshman orientation camp, and all the other events-organization that i joined... its fun~!!! it really was fun~~~ please enjoy your uni life~~~~!!!! please do join the camps~~!!! its only 4 years~~~!!!

and at night i dreamt of school...

and woke up to mum screaming "did your alarm go off at all?! its 7.20am now!"

and i thought groggily: huh-wah? that's early... my class starts at 8.30am... or am i back in JC...? 

it took me half a second to remember i'm on internship. 

started the day with the wrong foot. or rather the wrong set of brains for the day.

i felt out-of-it for the rest of the day. the only thing that kept me awake was the ache from my arms, and that only brought along a feeling of nostalgia for the good old jc days. granted, i hate school. but i like the ccas and friends. it was a good time when we could all see each other everyday, and there were PE lessons, and anime-watching in the art room, and gate-climbing at midnight and doodling in lectures and bumming around during break times.

and the rest of the day was passed groggily as i yawned and nodded my way through. 

this morning, my mum kicked my mattress and said "what happened to your alarm again today?!?"

and i thought groggily: huh-wah? i thought i turned my alarm on...

it was 5.30am.

we went back to sleep. lol. i'm getting her a digital clock.

due to the various birthdays and outings this month, and... various... 'distractions' due to the GSS and holidays, i'd been spending way over $60 a week lately since i started work.

i normally spend $100 over a span of 2 weeks or more when i live in hall.

this week, i finally kept my spending under $50~!!!! woot~~!!! i'm back to normal! =D

and this is despite spurging $7.80 on two pairs of shoes, and celebrating the end of the 5th week of internship! 

yep! i'm halfway through my internship period!!! its not an unbearable working environment, a bit boring and very cold, but still better than school. its just a MAJOR hassle having 8 hours a day tied up, and not getting anything out of it but grades which i'm not even sure would count towards my honours.

talking about grades, my tutor came by this week to see how we were doing, and to ask our direct supervisor to fill in our evaluation forms. umm, no, its not a question of how hard-working he was. he was just a runner-boy for the school.

he arrived at our floor in a super bad mood, having been bounced around the building for 20 minutes looking for us. it occurred to me briefly that he might have some trouble coz we were at the 18th floor, while the reporting instructions directed us to the HR floor. but, he had our handphone numbers, and HR should direct him down unless both the staff in charge of us were on off. so i chucked that thought out the window  immediately. apparently, the address he had was to the floor under renovation. hahaha. and he didn't call. maybe he lost our numbers wahaha.

anyway~ he was in a very bad mood. all the staff in the office said he was unfriendly and grouchy. he insisted that he wanted my direct supervisor to do the evaluation for me.

basically, there's a boss. she used to be overseeing all 3 of us, but now furry's transferred upstairs, and jac's under another department, i'm the only one remaining under her wing, although she's still in charge of all our training.

and there's the direct sup she assigned as my senior.

originally, when he told me over the phone that he was coming down, we'd confirmed that the boss would do my evaluation. then he realized she wasn't the direct sup, and insisted on getting her instead.

my direct sup didn't dare to do the evaluation becoz she wasn't sure if it should be her and needed to discuss with her.

the boss wasn't around coz she was at a client meeting upstairs. the secretary called but she didn't pick up. my direct sup agreed to evaluate for me if she still couldn't be contacted (and i went 'yay')

so i was standing outside the meeting room, wringing my hands, while the rest of the interns were not helping~! saying 'hey~ he's about done with my sup, is it decided yet? he's really in a bad mood, i think he's in a hurry~'

and then my boss appeared. when i tried to explain that he insisted on direct sup, so i'm not sure who he should meet, she reassured me that 'i'll push my way through, don't worry'.

and she went in while all of us looked on worriedly.

thank goodness when she came out, the prof and her were both laughing jovially and he was in a much better mood. yay~ boss~!

and we sent him off while he complained about the system. and since she was in charge of the training for all of us, it was a blessing in disguise since he could feedback to her ways to improve the 'professional' aspect of our 'professional attachment'.

i just worry about how she filled in the evaluation for me, since she barely ever sees me. my direct sup reassured me that there's nothing to worry, as she reports everything i did to boss, but, the evaluation criterium were 'social', 'initiative', etc. >_< 

oh well, what's done is done. my life is all tied up in knots anyway~

and my timetable next semester is such that its a 4 day week. and i end everyday before 12.30pm. heh. 

i was in the toilet at my office today, sitting happily on the toilet bowl, when the tap started gushing for no reason at all. the taps and flushes are all movement sensitive.

it wasn't a person coz our toilets are such that you have to tap a card (which would emit a loud 'beep' sound) to get in. i thought. hmm. faulty plumbing, must be the water pressure building up.

after a while it happened again. i thought about how much the company was losing in their utilities bill.

then after a while, the tap started again. just as the stream was ending, a second one started. it sounded like the pattern was moving from one corner of the sink to the other.

and just as the second tap stopped gushing...

the toilet flushed under me. i froze. the first thought that came to my mind was, whatever it was, its moving from one place to another, and its now in. my. cubicle.

i quickly pulled on my stuff and scuttered out just in time to see the middle tap stop flowing.

i stared at the sink suspiciously. washed my hands with no problems. then i loitered around for a few minutes to see if there's any more activities with the tap and toilet flush. nothing happened.

i gave up and exited. just as the door was about to close, the tap started with a loud 'fssssh' again. and i was suddenly reminded that i left my access card in the toilet cubicle in my hurry.

managed to stop the door before it auto-locked, and went back to retrieve it, giving a silent word of thanks to whatever it is, be it fate, luck, the plumber, or a friendly ghost-in-the-neighbourhood. coz if i'd left without the card, i'll be stuck midway between the office and the toilet, unable to go either place.

as i exited again, i thought i heard the toilet flush trigger yet again.

whatever it is, i think it likes me (^ ^)

and on the MRT ride back, i suddenly heard someone say very loudly: "mummy, babies come from the VAGINA is it?" it was a kid voice. perfect pronunciation of the V-word.

EVERYONE turned to look. the boyo was about, 6 or 7? the mother quickly shushed him and tried to whisper some kind of explanation to the kid. (hey, hey~ isn't it a bit too early for that?)

then...

"it comes out of the cuckoo bird is it?"

everyone stiffened again. some men looked away.

"why can't boys have babies? if they have babies it comes out of the bird is it?"

oh.

"or the ass?"

unable to catch his mother's hint, the kid kept on at it gleefully. i was trying really hard to keep myself from laughing out loud. it must be really embarrassing for her, lolz.

really. the stuff kids learn nowadays.

i stared at the last piece of chocolate.

"do you want it?" i asked my dad.

he looked at it longingly.

i knew he'd say no.

"nah, you take it."

i popped it into my mouth.

you know, if you continue spoiling me so much, it'll be really hard for me when i go out into society dad. not everyone would be so nice, and i'll find it hard to accept if people don't give in to me.

"you shouldn't spoil me like this, i'll become spoilt rotten. what if people don't give in to me next time? "

"punch him."

roger that.