De one with Planning

Brain-activated

I'm contemplating what to do after my exams! Man. Not that I'm complaining about my life. I have a happy life. Just.. need more excitement in it!

During our last coffee chat, Mohan confessed he had to leave for London. No, not temporary. Five months. Puff! There goes my best shopping buddy. Clara would most likely be working. Max.. Haha, no use counting. Everybody's away!

Which is why I should find something or some place to go too! Wahaha, I think a getaway this coming CNY.. or backpack? What do you think? Gonna make my second time travelling solo even better! Haven't really decided on but hey, the beach's what I have in mind.

Late afternoon, I was watching this fashion gala. Something associated with a charity event in support of the founding by the Princess of Wales. They had live bands, "musicians" they call it and models cat-walk on the V shaped stage. The stage display was spectacular: Backdrop screens, in the middle was a heart-awowing, ernomous chandelier-like curtain-raise. It was damn creative! Not forgetting the glamourous clothes they wear. And I though to myself, I've gotta be part of this. The question is how?

Given my height, I can't do modelling. I guess I'll be well-off attending galas. I don't like crowds. But I guess I'm very much addicted or attracted to attending functions. Coz, I love to be in my best attire, glamouring people.

Ok, let's not think too much. Back to studies now! Convincing myself I love accountancy. Weeeee!!!

De one with Nothing but Means so Much

Brighter, better

I don't know why but I came across this comic strip, found on NH's blog. Hope he wouldn't mind me posting the same material here?

(in courtesy of NH and universal press)

It's not wrong to get emotional at times. Of course, not excessively. People who have known and met me can justify I look nothing as pessimistic or depressed as I might sound in my messages and blog.

We get emotional because we feel lost when there's no one being there for us. For me, I guess. It explains thoroughly why I looked back into the past. It is primarily because by then, there were people who cared for me relentlessly, especially when I've had too much or too overwhelmed to be self-taken care of.

I believe this is what everyone on Earth has in common. The above comic strip illustrates it all.
:)

De one with Clarification

Coming clean

I had a real conversation with a friend. I feel it is imperative for me to clarify. I'm NOT an emo freak. Oh well.. Just living my life to the fullest.

Wtf. Anything wrong with that? Take it, no, you don't leave it.

De one with Jason V Dislikees (Part I)

DISCLAIMER: The following characters and topics are for personal leisure reading. Like the Noose, believing and exercising what I blog here is like believing we can survive without air. Any real-life resembler is purely coincidence.

*Commercial break*

Today I put down my studies until the night because I woke up late. Morning rush. Accompanied my aunt to fetch ah-ma whose discharged from the hospital. Rightfully, we ought to have left the hospital by 1pm. Turns out nearing 4 pm did the pharmacist came to dispatch and explained a shockingly bundle of medications and this stupid x-ray when we could have just read all the instructions printed on the appointment letter itself. I can read ok..

So, NEXT time you're at the hospital, it's advisable not to turn up too early. If there's a delay, press hard by enquiring from the nurses!

Brought to you be a "dun-mess-around with me" experienced associate.

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JLR (Jason "Lor" Rapport)
22108

Jason (plaintiff) V Dislikees (defendants)

Jog!
(everybody rise)

In pursuant of Jection 89 (1985), "Any legal person of whom, by any effect and/or impact of the five senses, results and/or affect and/or derived from, be it emotionally and/or psychologically, or are uncomfortable and/or any distress and/or unpleasant equivalent, to another, shall be liable for inclusion into Jason's charter of "people I dislike the most". The plaintiff hereby brings action upon the unpleasant, undesirable defendants.

After a tedious series of cross-examinations, fierce debates and heavy-showered media coverage, we have approached the finale session (well, maybe not the last, who knows.. else there wouldn't need be a Part 2 right) for the case(es).

Your Jonour. Jury of different personalities of Jason, Jason, Jason and Jason. I (J. Angelious Honorable) represent my client Jason, the plaintiff, to present the charges my client had raise against the accused behind these chocolate bars. Right here in Mr Lek's brain, left wing, compartment 752.

(dimming his 99,999,999 candela Halo)

Our first accused, Mr Backstabber is a secret-killer, an accomplice of Mr Politics (whom got off the trial due to insufficient evidence and limited spaces in "charter"). We are very well aware, during our trial, that the accused always strike from behind his victims. He has attained the ability of omnipresence, apart from our religion-believed God. Commits crimes in offices, schools and minds of brainless bimbos. His weapon is none other than knife-sharpened malicious lies and whistle (whistle-blowing)...

Objection your Jonour! The prosecuting lawyer is making a rhetorical closing against my client. (does the "Madarka" action with his fiery fork)

*knock knock knock* Please refrain yourself and once more I'm gonna have to ask you to put away your burning fork, it's gonna cause fire hazard around here, J.D Despicable. J.A Hon, do proceed with your closing?

Actually, your Jonour, Jury, I have nothing more to say about the accused. Mr Despicable just didn't let me complete my sentence with a fullstop.

(Before the Jonour even gesture for the defense lawyer to speak..)

(.. the defense lawyer intervened. Notice he couldn't pronounce "h" properly)
Thank you your Jonour! My dear Jury and your Jonour of course, as you've known, I'm J. Devilish Despicable and I represent my fellous clients, too many of them.. i mean those befind the chocolate bars. Wifout furter ado, I strongly disagree wif what the goodie goodie Glowing halo-head sprouts about my client.

Mr Backstabber is a "close"-cousin of Mr Straightforward who doesn't face any charges for fis outspokeness. Ya. I bet you to reconsider teir similarities. Bof are merely speaking the trutf. I mean, most of the time, when my client plays wif fis whistle, pee pee.. Witfout someone to whisteblow, do you think the charities frauds be breakaway into the light?

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Err.. If God have made worse things, one of them would have to be Mr Inconsiderate, our 2nd accused, the senseless person. Through his actions of low morality and selfishness, it is obvious he's completely ignorant towards how people and living things around him feels. Perhaps ignorant might not even describe the full intensity of his crimes. You ask yourself, (staring into the eyes of Mr Worrisome Jason and Mr Nice Jason), do you wish for such a person be let off?

Lemme refres you on the meaning of ignorant. It means "lack of training". I think for my second (most-blur, ya, keep those gratitunous gifts coming) client, Mr Inconsiderate, he just need some rehabitary training ay.. Including fim into the charter would constitute a condemnity towards a forgetful caracter like his, which I m sure you'd agree, would be unfair.

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Without Mr Fhypocrite, I think all business would fave failed. My beloved Jury and of course, your Jonour, it is people like my third defendant would provides job opportunities in the marketing sectors since they are, by at large, the inspirational role model for our sales-assistants chiong-sters and some others.

I believe you would agree it doesn't hurt to have some compliments and white-lies from My Fhypocrite. More than never, fis golden words of encouragement are mistaken to be forgery and pretendence. Omg.

Sweetie, I mean, prosecuting lawyer, we shall now hear your closing for the third accused.

Thank you your Jonour. Thank you for the remindful closing for his client. Your Jonour and Jury, the third accused, Mr Hyprocrite, is a master of bluff. He conceals the truth and creates a false image of himself. Sometimes, collaborating with Mr Backstabber, to cause fatalness on selected victims.

I hereby raise Jection 21A which protects our minority, the Naive-thinkers. Shouldn't we consider that behaviour of Mr Hyprocrite would detriment the minority's well-being, given they impressioned what people portray themselves to be? Psychologist have proof that we judge a person when we first meet, entirely on our first impression of their outer appearance and behaviour. Of course, it is rebuttable that as time passes, we should have discover the shortcomings of such hyprocrisy. Wouldn't that constitute more disguishing around us. Why live a life so fake?!

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I got nothing to say about the client. Personally, I detest Undue Inflencer. Damn, if it wasn't the fallen angel's instructions, I'd have not taken this client man.

I guess that speaks it all.. all of us dislikes undue Inflencers. These people think they have power over us because of sheer authority. With great power comes great responsibilities, not more self-flaming and induglence into other people's misery. We should have the fundermental right to live as we were decide ourselves to be. Just as long as we oblige by our morale rules, we should be fine. Buzz off, you stupid, I mean, xtras!

Jog adjourned till date to be confirm.

Jog!

(everybody rise)

The proceedings have commenced and the Jog has heard both lawyers' closings for 3 of the defendants. Wonder what would be their final sentences? And what date would the jog adjourn till? Stay tune to find out!

De one with "Yeay"

Said so

Today's a rather unproductive day. All my efforts in arriving punctually at TPY library went down the drain. All because of the noise pollution from the elevator renovation and this err.. weird guy (think he's not straight) who deprived me of my eraser. I only lent it to him thinking it was for his temporary use. Turns out, the eraser was with him through my entire stay there. Omg. If I were to illustrate his usage on a Product possibility curve (PPC), he'd most likely be outside the convexed area (on the outmost right from the zero axis), i.e. over-utilisation!!

Since it was such a flopped study visit, I decided not to waste time, packed up and left for TTSH to visit my ah-ma. She looked lonely la.. I felt it'd be good for me to visit her, making use of my availabe free time since I'm on leave. Normally, I'm always occupied at work, thus hardly interact with her. She didn't eat. Wasn't supposed to since she had so many scans today.

I met mama at the hospital. We left at 2 (visiting hours ends), did hasty shopping at Fairprice Xtra. Omg, I just couldn't believe it, it's supper crowded. Accordingly to mama, it's senior citizens 2% rebate day. No wonder.

Came back, I was eating my lunch. Tuna Ciabatta Melt from Starbucks.. my favourite..yummy. Didn't take me long to be glued to the TV. Oh no.. I did some job la.. cleared my accounting of this stack of receipts. I reckon the pile was around 6cm tall. So much.. expenditure. Sigh. Turns out, the expenses levels are increasing month after month. Die la.. like that how to save for my Hume Avenue!?

Evening came, gave the dog a bath. Else, she stinks. And of course, mopped my room. Getting dusty. Never study but proud I accomplished other chores. I guess it's excusable.

Ok back to studies for now.. next blog: Ten people whom Jason dislikes the most.. be sure to catch it. Not a blog to be missed!

De one with If Given a Choice

Dedicated to the universal Gods

Evening, mama shared some news about my granny's condition when I arrived home from my visit at the hospital. The doctor had a discussion with my uncle and her in the afternoon. He says there is a possibility that ah ma's bone marrow might have been dysfunction. It probably explains why her blood level is always falling below average despite infusion of 3 packets of blood over the past few days.

The doctor would seek the cardiologists' opinion, have ah ma undergo scans and subsequently, endorscopy (inserting tube with miniprobe to view the inside of the body), which ah ma objected.

The news came with a thud. It was my heart which sank immediately. My mind turned cold. I couldn't help but unleash the fear within me..

During shower, my thoughts ran into chaos, a million voices wailing "It (departure of another family) is not going to happen! I wouldn't allow" repeatedly, over and over again. Heart ache like mad.

I hate myself. I hate for not being in control of such events. Although I keep telling myself I shouldn't think of the worst, I just couldn't help being crumpled by the fact that she's not recovering. Now this.. it's like never-ending fatal medical problems affecting my loved ones.

Can't believe I'm sobbing as I blog. Silly silly me.. If I could, I'd forbear whatever life I have for my future, euthanise myself and transpose all my remaining life and health to them. Seriously, I don't mind, I wouldn't even have any split second thoughts about this!

De one with Feeling Better

Ok, not really better, maybe just a little

I couldn't take it anymore. Went downstairs to the SPC kiosk to get a Magnum Vanilla. Cost me $3.90. Guess it was worth it coz the rich chocolate coating improved my mood to "green" scale.

Speaking of dinner, yesterday's dinner was different. We had Teochew Muiy (Teochew Porridge). Did some improvision for the dishes since we couldn't make up our mind for dinner when Mama (my aunt) asked before she left for her marketing in the morning.

As you can see, (clockwise, starting from bottom right), there's my bowl of porridge, white-celery, fish & chicken from Long John Silver, the bacon-hotdogs were Jasmine's, there's Jasmine's requested chow-sum-xu, lunceon meat (its pork, I dun like this) and on top there's salt eggs (yucks). I requested for scrumble eggs (which is obviously not in this picture), something I must have when I eat porridge. Dinner was ok.. different from the one I had at my office nearby stall which sold more "qing dan" (bland) teochew muiy.

Since I am eating at home. I didn't have to respect tradition. Did away with pepper but I bought this to add some salty taste to my meal.

De one with Mr Grumpy

"Leave me alone" day

Who says Accountants ain't fun? Who says Auditors are a bunch of people to be feared about? Why eh, is it because accounting's always based on historical events? So are the facts which lawyers, forensic scientists, policemen, archeologists are basing on to carry on with their job. I mean an event has to occur before it becomes facts and subsequent info to be exacted, derived from such facts to prove useful for us in our decision making. Life's full of decision making: Judges based on this prior committing someone liable for a crime, our annual reports has to be true and fair for investors else they'd definitely be worst than the broke Lehman Brothers' share-holders.

What's wrong with me? I seriously don't know. Probably the period of the month? Great..now that I mentioned that, alot of ladies out there must be offended by me.

I awfully need a break. I need a pat on my shoulder which has become so tensed up, the heart's tied up in complicated knots, with all the arteries glutted with emptiness. My mental's weary and worn out. Pessimistism, frustration cloud overhead. I bet if you x-ray me, you'd easily spot a black-hole in my heart, just 0.7cm from the center of my heart.

All of a sudden, I felt so imprisoned from anybody. More specifically as though a mobile phone without any signal for connectivity. That's how bad I am. It can get as worse as a drought-sickened little boy who's dehydrated and his condition nearing the brim of unconsciousness. With every faint heartbeat, every functioning brain cells in him desperately yearning and praying for rain to fall from the sky.

"Hand me the world on a silver platter and what good would it be.
With no one who shares, no one who truly cares for me"

- Alicia Keys, If I Ain't Got You

Where are my chocolates? Din't buy any. Every night I just lie on my bed, with my silent handphone on my side, listen to angel Jason whispering "tomorrow would be better" into my right ear, devil Jason pops out at my left ear, rebut sarcastically "ya, continue lying to yourself". What would I do? Bury myself in my pillow and weep.

Sometimes it appears to me, really screw up life I'm leading man.. and what? No handyman even pass me a spanner, not even Popeye is willing to offer me a can of spinach for me to get stronger for the moment. Anyway, I hate spinach. Prefer broccoli.

I heard news my ahma was overjoyed when her true grandson (my Mummy's elder brother's son) went to visit her with his girlfriend. Hai.. what's compared to my visit 3 days and that day when I was dizzy and still went to see her. Hai. Reminded I don't have a loved one. Makes me doubt if anybody cares about me.

As the years pass, I couldn't help but witness the family members at home become less and lesser. It's as though the divine has used his eraser and removed the family figures of the my family tree. What? Did I guess correctly? He's calling them to his Home Garden (reckoned with global warming) due to shortage of deaths because of advanced medical science which have prolonged life? My family because I'm Jason which means Healer? Pls.. that's just ridculous!

Remember we were thought to summarise in school. I hate that because I didn't master until I grew up. In short, this blog is Mr nice boy turning grumpy, growling if anyone cares for me.

"Trying hard to reach out, but when I try to speak out, felt like no one could hear me.
Wanted to belong here, but something felt so wrong here.
So I pray, I could breakaway"

- Kelly Clarkson, Breakaway

De one with Retrospective

21.08.2008

Remember My 23rd birthday photos and videos.. So sorry it took so long! Erm, I know about the long-delayed videos.. there's 3 which will take me forever to download. Why, not, just view these first?

14:05:12 hrs, pizza party, Henderson office.

* We look busy (eating) don't we.. well the rest are busy preparing? Oops *

* Unglamorous *

14:50:42 hrs, cake candles salutation, conference room.

* Erm, you guys sure you got the number of candles correct? Ooo, 5 years one Haha *

14:55:00 hrs, cut and serve, poor birthday boy


21:01:53, home celebration with Jasmine and Ah-ma, Ang Mo Kio

*Some much cakes in a day! My stomach n gastric juices got alot of homework to do overnight man!*

*Ahma, me, my birthday cake and the unseen happiness drawn on our faces*

*Paiseh paiseh, my hair's abit messy.. Takuya, fetch me my gatsby hair wax, will you!! My cousin, Jasmine (the photographer) keep complaining "quick lah, finish taking photos already anot, let's eat.." Then the birthday song went "baurrap..burrup (fast-forwarded) and before we knew it, I was cutting the ice-cream cake I got from Swenson on my way home.*

De one with Not Panicking

Slack

It's the first day and what, less than 14 days to exams and I've yet to have done any studying. Shameful but sad to say, I'm not panicking. Ask me why..ask me why.. actually, I'm clueless.

This semester seems like it's so slow moving. On the contrary, it's gone before I have the time to notice. Perhaps work's took too much toll on me. Blur like siao (means "crazy" in Hokkien) now. I feel like giving up studies. BUT i know, if I want materialise my "Hume avenue" dream, I have to complete my university.

In fact, I msn Mohan about this yesterday night. He says I worry too much. Taxation, OB, Corporate Accounting, I tell you, all in need of memory work. Lots of it, and I'm not worried. Something's very wrong man.

Do you always feel when it's nearing exams, we suddenly realise there's so much things we feel like doing? Right now, I just feel like drawing, going to the beach (even when it means going alone), backpacking for a vacation, running non-stop. Yet, I understand I have to prioritise and call "discipline" to duty.

Ok, tomorrow onwards, work has to be done. The mugging shall proceed and Jason, put all those brain cells to work. You heard it!! Butterfly!!

De one with You Delighted Us Man

Kawaii neh

I happen to come across Jay Chou's latest MV for 时光机. It's delightful! I've never thought someone would have a mv using characters from Doraemon!!

Check this out !! Hope it will fetch laughter and "pei fu" (admiration) to you readers as much as it had done for me!!!



For those who are unable to catch it here, try my source @ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hR7eeUGzh4w (in courtesy of user xaznxchickx2604 at youtube.com)

Lemme know how you feel about the MV, drop your comments in my comments box!

De one with Dizziness

Eve of exam-study leave

I had dizzy spells all day. What else to hold account for? The lack of sleep over the past 4 days (working like 2-3am everyday), neglected diet and poor emo management. Sounds like the usual suspects are put to blame...again.

I cleared CCPL today, finally. The first thing Rebecca asked when she talked to me in the morning was did I not sleep well last night. Then, her review throw out alot of silly mistakes I made due to the limitations of my concentration level at 1-3am in the morning. I laughed when she brought them up to my attention. Oh no..

I just couldn't take it, so I asked for leave and left office during lunch time. Straight away, my mind alerted me might as well I head to Beach Centre to retrieve my calculator, which was "held in captive" at my client's secretarial office. In the cab to Bugis, I dialled Florence, who jokingly commented on whether I had considered to abandon my calculator.

Very rapidly, I proceeded to TTSH and stayed with ah-ma for almost an hour despite my dizzy spells (felt alot lik earthquake turmoils) and long-hunger. In a train of course. Save $. Today's visit was more fruitful. We chatted longer. Seeing her regaining health glowed my heart with warmness. I'm just so glad she's alright. She kept asking me to go home earlier to rest lo. In return I kept asking her whether she's eating well and feeling bored anot. The granny-grandson comical brickering. Oh my..

Came home and had a meal before take a nap. I know, don't nag, it's sinful and unhealthy. By the time I woke, the entire house was dark and insolated as my aunt had left for TTSH again for the evening. Silly of me to consider it was midnight. Haha.

Alright, feels so much better I rejuvernated. Tomorrow it's time to wake up and start mugging. Exams coming!!

De one with Ahma's Hospitalisation

Unexpected

Early morning wasn't right. My frail ahma fell when she was trying to stand up from the sofa. It was too rush for me, when I took a look at her, she was in bed, sleeping.

Afternoon my aunt left me a missed call. I swear I was perspiring cold sweat as I returned her miss call due to phobia developed after all these years' experience.

Despite that fact that I had alot of work to do, the situation didn't permit me to complete them. So I packed everything home, emailed the reports to my email so that I could rush to the TTSH (Tan Tock Seng Hospital) to visit ahma.

Along the way to Heeren, before going down to TTSH (I had it planned), my mind lingered in thoughts on why everytime when it's near my examination period, all these unexpect events would appear. Unfortunate events.. which deprived me of my beloved family members eventually. Just.. =_=

I didn't have much difficulty locating the place, even when I arrived without any information on the rightful ward to approach. Was there but couldn't help getting a feeling that the patient didn't like me to be there. Ahma didn't look like she was happy to see me. Sigh. I know..emo's to blame. I wasn't put down. It's just the experience of visiting a family member in the hospital, this hospital where my mummy and brother took their last breath, it overwhelms me with fear and fuel my mind with heartache memories.

I was dead really tired, mentally shagged. Only as I sat beside ahma bed did I begun to recognise growing depression in me too. Perfect.. real perfect, I guess that explains why I need attention and care yet not getting any much.

Tears gathered at the corners of my eyes as I listened to ahma relate she lost her appetite everytime her emotions were affected by her misses for Jimson. This has directly resulted her diet to be affected adversely. Plus a pinch of stubbornness, refusing to eat didn't improve but worsen the condition. Now, she's being diagnosed with very very low blood-sugar levels or mild hypoglycemia. Sigh. The doctor explained to me her blood-sugar level is less than half of that of an average female around her age.

I can understand she's over-grieved by the departure of Jimson. I feel too. I mean, I think about him and cry alone. I don't blame her but I felt she should have been strong. We've always been here. I buy food to take care of her well-being. I just don't want anybody to fall ill or leave. Really really can't go through another funeral. I really don't. I've broke down too much all these years. I'm 23 years old and I've to experience so much heart-shattering events.

I care alot for others, except my facial expressions don't show neither I speak my mind unless I have the opportunity to. I'm completely clueless, why must life be so.. aiya.. family's broken, I'm not a happy soul.

Thought having collected Jay Chou's new album would fetch some happiness. I was looking forward to today. Turns out, it didn't because I was too concerned with ah-ma. I didn't have time to prescribe and medicate with chocolates today.

It seems the more all these makes life even more meaningless to me

De one with Young Age Crisis

Complaining

Being good was never good enough. That's why making the best out of everything forms part of my unspoken character-goal. Lately, things didn't go the way I expected it to be. Apparently, it's worst and far-fetched from what I thought it to be.

I might have complained, lament and whined repeatedly about my incompetence in everything. Same old bothersome problems at work, school, social personnel, whatever it is, it's thriving on my misery.

Who doesn't want to be the best? Sorry, I'm a perfectionist, though I act as if I'm easy going with anything. I was so disappointed when my teammate called me during lunch to convey bad news of our OB assignment. We got a failing grade. I couldn't believe I would ever fail a group's assignment. Stupid.

The greatest challenge in my life is social deficiency. I'm not anti-social. I just don't open up to people that easily unless I have to. It's not my fault I'm not born a fluent tonguer. Give me a break, you guys dun have to make me feel no sense of belonging.

I was really sad over dinner at the Marina Pier. Seriously, I don't feel attached to my company. To the extend, I feel I'm just another dispensable employee. People who are doing worse than me click so well, they got help. I'm facing all assignment alone. Else, how do I learn?

Really unhappy. Life's not fair, nobody says it is in the first place. But, don't have to be that unfair to me what...

De one with Some of my Favourite Things

"When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad"

Find these lyrics familiar? Yup, they are adopted from "My favourite Things" sung by original singer, Julie Andrews in musical film "The Sound of Music, 1965". I fell in love with the film when I was 9 -10 years old. Back then, apart from the opening credits song "The Sound of Music", I fell more for the song "Sixteen going on Seventeen" played in the film.

Not sad actually. Just sharing a couple of my favourite things (which includes my favourite things, places, food, atmosphere).

Let Jason start with the tangibles! First on the list *Drumroll*.. X-men. It was, it is and it will still be include on my list of favourite thing and deeply imprinted in the depths of my heart which stirs an ever-burning interest. Was totally hooked the first time I saw the animated series.. particularly, the Phoenix saga.. well, simply because it involved almost every X-men. A few recent years back, the X-men trilogy took the box-office by storm. I tell you, it was wonderful to see the cartoon personifying. Well, interest everyone except Mohan, who fell asleep while watching the final instalment of the trilogy. Omg. He never like impractical things la.. come to think of it, I feel abit bad for asking him along to view what he'd most probably condemned to be "not-worth-watching movie".

Second, *applause* Jay Chou songs. Not just my favourite thing. An elixir of life to be exact. Personally deemed of course. Listen to his songs, you'll feel better. Nope, JVR never pay me advertisement fee to prmote this eh.

Thirdly, favourite thing.. *cans knocking* drawings in my sketchbooks. These are precious collections of my inspiration during army and leisure time. I couldn't help admiting I had a few sketch books before this which is still safe in my keeping. The rest were stuff at home or who knows no where to be found. Those contained a sketch of myself, with reference to a photo of course. Except Jimson, whom I drew a life portrait. Darnit.. where did i left those stuff? There were a few other pieces I drew and gave to people. My office's window panels for example. I gave A twice, a sketch of us and a heart. Silly folly.

Fourth, *girls whining* I have a soft spot for cuddle toys. Like my bedside chip and dale pushies. I like Sashi bears and Tatty bear. None other than that.

Fifth, *ceremonial trumpets' fanfare* favourite dinner places. You guys and gals must listen up since I hardly eat much, surprise I have selected favourite dinner places right? That would be Swensons at Changi Airport (every year I must have a "firehouse" at any Swensons); Ikea restaurant and "glasshouse" Fish & Co. I just.. love the atmosphere. Nothing special or glam like hotel buffets. It's just my finest personal selections.

Sixth, *cheering* speaking of favourite dinning places I can't go without mentioning my favourite food. What? Yesh, I hear some faint-thoughts.. Absolutely right! Fish and Chips! Erm.. sorry to disappoint no gift for correct answers ley.. Cheese cakes, hotplate dishes.. bring it up.

Seventh, *paint spluttering*..Blue's my favourite color. But sometimes, I'm intrigued by the mesmerizing rainbow. Oopsey demsey. Don't worry, Blue. For I will remain faithful to you forever. Ok, crap. *No.. I said no throwing of trash at me..and don't you dare close this window.*

*RPG game level-up music* Moving favourite feelings, let's see.. Ichi, I love the burning sensation on my skin surface during sun-bathing. Love it even more when I'm radiating tan-complexion. Ni, the cooling feeling after having ran a long journey.

San, I love the accompany of friends, who enjoys just as much going out with me, shopping, watching movie, talking to me.*So, all my "limited-edition" friends out there, kindly call me to acknowledge if you really care about it after reading this blog*

Shi, I love chilling out at Starbucks, chatting and drinking ice-passion tea or caramel-mocha frap!! "Caramel is sweet, the mocha is bitter. That's why it is caramel mocha. It's like life, love in particular". In the past, I was paranoid if I never have an Ugly chicken puff during my every Starbucks visit. Else, it would mean bad luck. Haha..wonder where such baseless superstitious beliefs came from.. No more lucky charm food.. I just love the tuna petite now!

Go, I love waking to a morning, hearing the breeze tingling the windchimes, the sound of water from the pool, breathing citrus and scent of flora and fauna. More desirable to be greeted with a cuddling hug and kissed on the forehead (cheeks will kena pimples), with greeting aroma of big breakfast and orange juice..yummy..

Roku, I'd love the sight of a wardrobe room, exhibitioning my collection of clothes, accessories, facial products, slippers, footwear and my very own colognes bar-top cabinet. AHAha.

Nana, unforgettable feeling to do something nice to people, my family member.. Nothing's more gratifying to see their smile, acknowledgement and happiness over the little things I do for them.

Well...looks like I've mentioned quite alot. Yup, that's all I can think of. Anyway, it's supposed to be SOME of my favourite things..not all eh..

De one with Dumb Himbo

Clueless

How how? I'm becoming more and more of a dumb..er.. himbo (He Is Malicously Brainless and Obnoxious)? Ok, let's not panic. Let's just..calm down and figure out a resolution.

Although I'm not very good at studying. I'm ok with phrasing report. Use my brain for making efficient use of my observations and plan with my wits to deal with any impromptu situations. I figure out accounting issues, paint images of complex scenarios in my mind. Ok, I'm not that dumb afterall.

For now, I need to finish my job and just...mug all the way till exams. Ok, that's what I'm gonna do. I need encouragement hor.

Arhh... nowadays I've been anyhow only. Rebecca raised so many things I ought to have picked up but I just couldn't recall or it didn't occur to me that I ought to have noticed. Dumb dumb dumb. Oh well.. I just have to norish my brain cells with knowledge.

De one with Smiles But Nothing

Full-throttle

Work's just as tough. Thank goodness I managed to push for CCPL. Now I'm only left with the final analytical work before I can send the file into Rebecca's room for review tomorrow, hopefully. Yesterday, I stayed in office until 10:40pm to cleared Sanford Rose HK report. Gonna expect more clearing points for the main audit like tomorrow? Sian.

Well.. come to think of it, there isn't much in my life. All I can say is it's awfully stuffed with boredom and nothing else. Perhaps silly emotions put to play. I wonder what's my purpose in life.

Need a breakthrough yet there isn't any room for willingness to do something about it. No to even mention anybody who cares to offer help or volunteer to be with me. It's so stagnant. And it sux.

Nothing to blog today except work work work and smiles but nothing. So sian...

De one with Backlog

Brain dead

Woke up in the middle of the night, around 1+am by this frightening dream about a guy attacking my hallmate and I with a penknife. Apparantly, this burglar got through our dorm's door, lock-broken and all my hallmate did was stick a broomstick. I dreamt I was feeling feverish in the dream - it made the situation worst.

So proud of myself. Was disciplined enough to wake up early exactly at 6am and left house for work at 7:15. Interesting day to begin with onboard bus 175. It had a very different layout: All the seats were lined along the sides, facing each other, similar to that of an C130.

- Nice seats right? Nope, it's not a bar or cafe place -

The first thing I noticed was the colors (being red, checkers of black and white) and leathered chairs which gave away the fact that this bus was built in association with the F1 Grand Prix race. At the front were red leather, 3 seaters seats. The back consists of a row of individual black leather seats, designed to look exactly like a racer's seat. In the middle on the right window panel was a big 42" screen. I believe this bus was previously used in the F1 package?

Cool concept man. I couldn't help but be amused and entertained by the passengers around me. Thy behaved like chickens in a farm, turning their heads to scan this unique interior of the transport.

But work came nothing close to be as amusing nor interesting as morning's encounter. It was a dreadful, stressful day, filled with discouraging clearing points. Worse is these were sticky, like super glue. Once you get it touch with it, god bless, it's hard to shake it off. shake shake, shake it off.

I stayed until 10pm, skipped dinner but lucky we went out for lunch at Mc donalds as we couldn't da bao. There was a client in hte conference room (aka our place for lunch actually).

Work don't suck, people you work withcould attribute to work sux too. I realised I'm not so good and I feel people are backstabbing about me? Nvm.

It's inevitable but it always make me think do people really have to be like this? Then doubts of whether I would get something out of doing so much for the company and not being recognised or even achieving anything.

De one with Christian Columbarium

Cold night (Why must cold be in blue? Which is why I used red!)

The only times I had been to a columbarium were attending sorrowful arrears for my Mummy and Jimson. Never have I myself being there as part of my job. Today, I set foot on the grounds of the GOR. You could say this was the Part II of CCPL.

Remember I mentioned about the nasty aunties from Part I? The people from Part II are like the reversed side of the coin.. "In other words, please be true.. " (Fly me to the Moon) ok..oops, I mean they are alot nicer people, certified "none-backstabbers".

By the way, the place was in the plot for cemetries at Lim Chu Kang. Seriously, I had no idea on how to get there. Knowing if the red line (ie North South mrt line) would have my butt aching due to the long journey (or even worse, I might have to stand all the way if it's unluckily crowded), I took a bus 74 to head where I presumed LCK to be near West. Unfortunately, Navfone on my Omnia revealed this was incorrect. It's located Northern-West! Hehe. My flexible mind responded quickly for me to detour - dropped off at JE, went up to CCK and took a cab.

Well well, had little trouble as I only told the taxi uncle that I needed to go to the Christian Columbarium in English, which he mistook for the Christian burial cemetry. Until we reached the cemetry did we reached an understanding on my destination - the ONLY cremation cloumbarium.

When I alight from the vehicle, the manager PY, was already out from the office just beside the lobby to welcome me. I don't understand why but I recalled myself smiling widely, initiating a handshake and hospitable words came out of my mouth: "Yes I am (you see, he inquired if I am Jason), I'm Jason. You must be PY, nice to meet you!"

The same gestures happened when I was introduced to the two other staff in office. Truly, I was extremely surprised myself. My behaviour was so natural as though it's my everyday business.

It was weird. Deep down I had a prior understanding of how niches were selected, the different pricing strategies, what kind of niches, what are niches in the first place. But I let PY took the honour as the thoughtful man explained retentlessly about how their trade practice commences when I raised a question on how their sales procedures are carried out.

Apart from being nice, I found PY is person of interesting character. He is an embodiment of conscientiousness and meticulousness. He pocessess marketing skills, I must say, I'm impressed.

Bad thing was I had to lunch with the staff. PY drove us to Farmart to eat the least food I'd eat on Earth - Seafood. They scooped clams (CLAMS for goodness!) into my plate. I was thinking "Oh no.. it's so inedible. It's seafood. It's super rich in cholestrol". PY gave me fish which I hardly eat because I wasn't efficient in separating the bones from the flesh (Jimson would have done better). However it wasn't very nice to reject. So Himbo Jason had to swallow everything..reluctantly.

After lunch it was like 3pm. I stayed until 6:59pm before I wrapped up. PY offered to send me but I was faster in dialling a cab. Lunch was already enough to be undermine my professional independence. Call me weird or strict but I dislike having my client treating me. My professionalism principles discourage this. Same reason I didn't wish to put up photos or links to the GOR.

Today's audit experience was nonetheless an eye-opener. Apart from getting to see the stretch of road lined with secluded camps and deep-hidden airbases, visiting the GOR expanded my personal encounters at the sepulchral vault in the capacity of an visitor, direct-involved party, as well as an external observer.

The Columbarium re-mould my perception that it is all about rows of HDB-flats for the niches. They provided spaces on which Statues may be eracted, other products such as marble books, pleagues and even garden-spaces. Real unimaginable marketing-reaped ideas.

Overall, the people are nice as mentioned earlier. Mens in their 50's. Just like my dad. Except they were Christians. Haha.

Speaking of which, 5 persons asked if I was Christian: the Columbarium staff, a taxi aunty and Darren. Haha. Do I look or behave like one? I asked, two of them commented I'm nice, that's why. Omg. I tell you, this was the exact from them, not blowing my trumpet.

I ought to acquire a new calculator. Left mine at CCPL's secretarial office. Which the secretary was unwilling to courier it to me. Nevermind. Sayonara my long-yeared exam-companion. "We've come so far.. from a dozen lands" (One People, One Nation, One Singapore), I mean it's time for us to part. *one tear*

Alright. This Free-thinker Jason, signing out.

De one with Limit

Grey

Everybody, not forgetting everything they do has limit. An intangible ceiling which requires alot for us to seek our extraordinary strength to reach greater heights, which turns out often to be an extremely task. A break-through would definitely demand trillion times better.

I do not have fast-focused intelligence to figure things out instantly. I know very well, my forte isn't in science but in arts. I knew it too well, which is why I challenged myself to accounting.

Today has been a rather busy day. I cleared Ipac and yet it's haunting me. Troublesome but we resolved after much discussion with Gabriel. Let's hope the amended report can be delievered out of the oven so I can forward the documents to my client like serving the ball into their court.

Ipac wasted 1-2 hours today. Majority of the day I was occupied with CCPL. Evening I spent a short while to kill the "depreciation of plant property and equipment" of UMP. It's abit rush as I needed to go on study leave for my apporaching exams next Friday. Seriously, from the way things are progressing, can't help but think I might not be able to tender both.

All thanks to my undaunting ambitious target to complete CCPL by tomorrow. Turns out the client took longer than I expect to furnish me with the outstanding matters. Sigh. Fat hope I'll be able to achieve my target. For UMP, I am abit lost actually. However, I believe I'd just have to tied a few loose ends before I proceed with the consol. Pray hard I can finish and impressively send both jobs into Rebecca's room before I leave.

Actually, CCPL was an extra for me lor. Otherwise I could have better concentrate on completion of UMP and clearing my post-review proceedings on Sanford Rose (2 sets some more) which I completed in July and Rebecca is still reviewing.

I am supposed to be too workaholic to notice or pay attention to the hostility which is around me. I realised I can't talk properly. When I tried to speak, my voicebox was as though it was frozen and all I heard was squekling. Darn, I hate this.

I feel I'm not needed.. like I don't belong here. Trust me, sometimes I even thought of resigning. But I kept going against the odds, remaining optimistic. The clearing points from Gabriel was a full A4 size page. Initially, I was really disappointed in myself. Subsequently, I kept telling myself if I never attempt the clearing points, I'd not have learnt new things.

Unfortunately, I jsut feel... so.. incompetent. Plus, completely useless! I'm getting sick of all these man..

De one with Greatest Inventions

Dream day

Sunday. I recall I used to eat out on this weekend, with friends, with my loved one but ever since I gave up my "attached citizenship", I found myself to be home for dinner more than ever. Which is good. It's long since I've cooked. Today... i know you readers out there must be thinking I am going to mention about me resuming my menace in the kitchen, but I'm afraid I'd have to disappoint you. Although "Chef" Jason didn't cook, he helped in the preparation by grinding the "soh da biah" (butter biscuits). Hehe. My aunt is the one who cooked, my favourite "bah pah" (chicken cutlet). Rightfully, the ingredient should be pork, but I revamped and requested for chicken to be used instead.

With addition fries to accompany, no doubt it's a very sinful feast, dinner was equally yummy!

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You must be wondering why all of the sudden I'd blog about inventions.. well, I was grinding the crackers into powdery form when I looked at this stone-pounder in my hands and wonder, wuao..if i didn't have this which enables me to pound and roll the crackers, I'd not have the luxury of preparing the ingredients for my mouth-watering diner, ceteris paribus (please, disregarding "electric blender"). haha.

All the "eaters" who enjoyed home-cooked dinner would be grateful to the invention of cookstove! Ok, a little history ok? The first gas stove appeared on the surface of the earth in 1820s, at a world fair in London. Since then, people have been blessed with the privilege of being able to cook, with ready-delivered fire from this amazing gadget.

Different trades owes gratitude to different inventions. The accountants must have been thankful to calculators and MYOB(!); lawyers - judiciary system; scientists - technology; doctors - Statiscope(?); Ministers - money; filmmakers - Cameras; seamstress - needles and threads, "Singer-brand" sewing machines; Bimbos - SK-II and Botox; Himbos - Steriods and sun-tanning beds(?). And the list goes on and on...

Personally, I think there are a few.. Not ranking but I feel, like many others would agree, lightbulb is one of the greatest invention, which we owe thanks to Thomas Edison (on the right). Eh, Edison ok.. so don't be mean to people associated with this name (darn.. stop spreading past rumous about his scandals and delete those "nasty" collections of yours). Erh.. ok..no paints splashing. Without light, I think the current Energy saving committee wouldn't have promotion-advertisements to make. Balestier wouldn't be flourishing with business. Lol.

Next would be mobile phones. You never knew, the first commercial on mobile phones was launched by the Japanese way back in the late 1970's. Wow.. In 1990's, I used to remember I was so amazed by Nokia's slogan "Connecting people" or something like that? My first handphone was way back in Secondary 1. I think it was a blue Nokia 8210. Sadly, it was stolen during recess when I left it in my schoolbag. All the strict school rules' fault! Students were not allowed to brign handphones. I remember when I was in secondary 3, I had to hide my handphone in my socks (since it was tall enough up half way my calves), concealed by my long pants.

Not implicating the elder generations and walkie-talkies, I guess most of us would feel incomplete without having the ease of speediest communication through our handphones. Even if we never used our mobilephone, not having one with us just makes us feel deprived one way or another.

Next would be drawing materials. I swear, without it, I'm better off dead because art's a loved interest of mine since I was a child. Haha. I'm just amazed with colours..seriously.. if u ever asked why or what I saw to have spur my interest in art, I really have no idea. It just..happened.. like our sexuality.. If only I had half of that ability in my studies.. perfect I tell you..

Anyway, think I've typed a fair bit.. so there.. some of the greatest inventions.. Applauding thanks to special pictures apperances from goggle.com (eh, Google, have some associating music? something like that of Yahoo~oo, can anot?) Hehe.. ;P

De one with Lazy Bum

Saturday (26 days to exams)

Pathetic Saturday night, home alone. Hmm.. actually the gang had an outing however I didn't want to turn up. I'm just.. feeling un-attached to them..majorly because I really needed some time to myself. Sort unsettled things in my mind and issues lying all over the places in my heart.

I thought I had alot of errands to run but nothing actually. Well, let's see shall we.. the first thing I did was to get a haircut at the usual neighbourhood. Yes, Mr Mugger, it's the one I told you about. This time, I tried something different. Like cutting my fringe short, generally attempting a clean image to look like a school boy instead of cover-boy?

My cousin, Jasmine bought breakfast for me, ooo.. my favourite nasi lemak. Can't believe it, after what, 10 over years and my taste haven't change. Eh, so guys and girls out there, i'm a very "zhuang yi" person ok.. ideal catch for you? Ok, I see those rotten eggs in your hands. Lalala~

Oooh..enjoyed my 101 Dalmatians II vcd. The one which Mohan discouraged me to buy. He said, "it's not worth watching". Turn out fine ley. I like it. Err.. life's stressful? I need some kiddy getaway la. Since we're discussing about videos, I read news from Menshealth that Desperate Housewives Seasons 4 (see right, with courtesy of Wikipedia and abc.com) will be out this month!! OMG.. so excited Why? Coz I have watched the first three seasons? Haha.. sexy things, thrilling suspence, romantic scenes... awesome!

Went to nap, woke up feeling warm all over, so I took a cool shower. After that I started working. Took a break, watched "Money not enough 2" on DVD which my aunt bought from Malaysia. The storyline and scenes displayed pragmatism. True about what Mohan once commented, Jack Neo's just waiting to get sued by the Government. The locally-produced movie opened with the Hokkien version of "We are Singapore, Singaporeans" to accompany the scene of united Singaporeans uprooting the ERP gantries and dumping it into the Singapore River from the Share's Bridge. Damn funny!

But I guess, the subseqent release of emotion-packed and reality-protrait overcame any black-listing for producing anti-government implied scenes. Like what my client told me before, it's about the "gan shang" (emotion-rousing in Mandarin) with how children are treating their aged-parents. As the Society evolved to become more competitive, we tend to neglect our values, fending ourselves with excuses of no time, because we have traded them for our material wants and never-ending desires.

Personally, I hold on to selected moral values? I dropped a few because I felt they were not appropriate in current times? More specifically, living in a strict, regimental family hierarchy? We don't hold our tongues because of undue influences. Of course, we have to regard their feelings and basic respect before we speak. But like my idol, Jay Chou, filial piety ought to stand priority. Guys out there must have agreed, especially those who had went through Tekong BMT, oh, we missed and appreciate our parents so much back then? No? Nevermind. This is my blog, you have to agreed. Haha

Speaking of my idol, I listened to 失落非主流 today..again. I searched for the lyrics (see below). It's about a love that has subsided. One party withdrawing, leaving writings on a card. The recipient struggling with retained feelings despite letting go. In my opinion, the chorus personify the confessions of a heartbroken. The fusion of "I understand, that's why I let go", "regrets", "didn't we agreed on searching and sharing happiness from being together?", "the distant dream as the love fades", "feelings too deep to be forgotten".

你的繪畫凌亂著
在這個時刻
我像氣氛純白的白鴿
甜蜜散落了
繼續莫名的拉扯
我還愛你呢
而你斷斷續續唱著歌
假裝沒事了

時間過了 走了
愛情面臨選擇
你冷了 倦了 我哭了
一開始都不快樂
你用卡片紙寫著
有些愛隻給到這 真的痛了

怎麼了 你累了 說好的 幸福呢
我懂了 不說了 愛淡了 夢遠了
開心與不開心依稀數著你在不舍
那些愛過的感覺都太深刻
我都還記得

你不懂了 說好的 幸福呢
我錯了 淚干了 放手了 后悔了
隻是回憶的音樂盒還旋轉著
要怎麼停呢

[ Posted by AsuKa, adapted from his personal blog ]

Don't you agree, it's a sad song? Oh, I very much wish to put the youtube video here, but I didn't know how. Hack lah.. Wanna hear? GO PURCHASE HIS ORIGINAL ALBUM!!

De one with Lost

Global Warming

Morning routine was more or less the same as yesterday. Except it didn't drizzle. After an hour at the HR dept at ASC Barker, I rushed in a cab to a secretarial office located at Beach Centre, Seah Street for statutory audit.

Come to talk about it, it was the very very first time I threw tantrum onboard a cab. The cab driver wasn't concentrating.. he was like half-focus or not at all. I hate to flare up. I really do. But he's muddleheadness just pissed me off. Here are the attributing factors:

One, I asked him whether he knew Beach Centre is within walking distance from Bugis Parco, he keep mumbling repeatedly about taxis shouldn't stop by the main roadside. Kept showing me the newspaper article on that. Out of politeness, I acknowledged constantly everytime he did that referent gesture. I was receptive and told him that he could go ahead, charge through the ERP gantry so that he could alight me off at the taxi stand. He just went on and on about the same topic. I was thinking "can we move on?"

Two, I remember telling him very clearly and loudly that I want to change my destination to Bugis. Despite him reconfirming, he drove me straight to Seah Street. I was like.. ok, nevermind.

Three, he refused to stop even when we've arrived at Seah Street. It was a sideroad, stopping and alighting passengers shouldn't be a problem. There was a citycab ahead which alighted his passenger, mine didn't react even when I said I wish to mke payment. He drove through the entire stretch of the street and was approaching the main road, with the obvious implied intention to going out to.This was crazy. His folly action would land me further and further from my destination. Damn, I couldn't take it and exploded through raising my voice "Uncle, you could just now (when we were in the sidelane road. Now you're following this cab infront (to find the taxi stand when there's none to be foudn nearby) You could have just let me get off just now!"

Four, I swore I could have got off, however, he insist on making a three-point turn!!! In this narrow two lane road!!! OMG! Haiz. I have never flare up at a cab driver before! He had just expired my tolerance today.

The secretarial office is like like eveyr other. Nothing special. The moment I stepped in, the female personnel discontinued their chit chat and looked at me, all the way from my first step to the desk where the stuff I required are laid ready for me. I guess perhaps I was wearing a tie. when every other guys present there, didn't have one.

As much as I enjoy meeting people and visiting other places, I dislike staying for too long in a stranger's environment. It's normal for everyone else.. that lack of sense of belonging..

I bought lunch: Yoshinoya for Lincoln and myself. At the same time, I purchased my Biotherm facial product? What I got? Bought the ultra-rejuvenate eye serum, face-cleaser and this anti-ageing eye serum. When I told the sales girl (couldn't help looking at her masscare) my IC number, her reaction was exactly the same as the girl from Paragon. Both of them were taken aback and repeated "85.." in a disbelief manner. Just couldn't help wondering if it's a good or bad thing. Don't know if I look older or younger in comparison with the deciphered age from my IC number.

Went back to office. Somehow I felt distant. Everybody had little to talk to me. As though I was a stranger. Hai. Feeling detached. Lost...

Back at home, I was listening to 失落非主流 on youtube...好好聽 yet don't know why I started weeping. The song's a magic. It brings out all the inner frustrations and conjures all the particles of loneliness, failures, fatigue, discontent, inferiority.. bitterly accumulating in an ice berg clinching so tight to my heart until there's no room for release.

Sigh.. 27 days more to exams and I'm nowhere near starting. Still left with CCPL and UMP. Headache.

De one with There and Back Again

Some catchy opening huh?

Early morning I went running in the drizzle. Eyy... Still feeling sad nonetheless. Nevermind! I proceeded to client's place. First stop, I arrived at Methodist Girls School, in hopes of locating the Methodist Centre. Erm, good thing was there were a lot of little girls.. who were looking at me as I strolled pass the school foyer? Hehe. Sad thing? I went to the wrong destination!

HAHAHA. Ok, get up from your fall.. Thank Lady Mary at MGS, I managed to get a cab along the secluded Old Blackmore Rd. 10 minutes was all it took to have me arrived at the rightful destination: ACS Barkers. Of course, I'm not there to spread my charms again. I had trouble locating the Methodist Church of Singapore, located on the 4th Storey of the ACS building at first. Good thing my sense of direction got me in the office eventually.

There were another group of auditor there. From what I heard was Teo, Foong and Wong, a medium sized company. As much as I feel abit inferior. One platinum knight against four of them (eh, three of them guys weren't as good looking as me though). Ok, give you a vomit-bag. I don't know, somehow, I feel "inadequate".. If you've watched Ally Mcbeal before, you'd understand when I say I'd most likely be a "shrinking" Jason. The office environment wasn't very nice. I had to sit at a pantry table because the other auditors occupied a room and the outside staff's table. No scenary for me to look at. I required after year end bank statements for my bank reconciliation testing but this old aunty, Sally, wasn't cooperative. She shown me a face filled with "discontent", her eyes smirked with frustration, screaming "don't bother me" in an deafening, ultra-frequency pitch. Scary right?

Instead of covering my ears, I was smiling graciously, literally like Ken, Barbie's boyfriend.. (oh Saint at ACS, what's wrong with me). It was this moment I understood what it meant by what a particular Chinese proverb means "Xiao Li Chang Dao" (knife-ambushed smile in Mandarin) "Kin-kiang!" *swords clattering* Nothing la.. Professionalism overcame my anger.

The manager, Josephine witness her staff's bad manners, she dug the bank statements from Sally's desk for me. The only helpful person was her lor. I messaged Efi, I don't wanna do this audit next year.

The only thing which made my day was the school's surroundings. Anywhere outside the office. I must say, the school's nice. There had this Rome column-shaped canteen, there were garden landscape and a shooting fountain. The scenic was indescriptably beautiful. I guess my heart's inclined to sight of gardens, feel of afternoon breeze, tranquil sounds of water. Paradise.

During lunch, this (above, with courtesy of ACS barker's canteen table *LOL*) caught my attention. And then, I did a very paiseh thing.. I left the table I've chosen and walked around, only to realise EVERY table is the same. And there are people except students, sitting at the tables with the label, SAME AS MINE. Oh my.. so paiseh!! Why do they have to do this! You mean the visitors and teachers are depriving students of seats during lunch?

I completed the main audit around 5pm. They are real efficient with tele-communication. When I came down to the 3rd level, the staff there already received news that I was coming. "So, you're the handsome auditor they (4th storey finance people) were talking about", Esther greeted me when we first met. They have gotta be kidding.

Fell short of target for the day because Esther wanted to leave on the dot. I was only half-way through my part for the payroll. Which means I've gotta make another trip tomorrow morning. Dreadful. I left the school at around 6. Took 171 to Orchard carrying this obiang briefcase from work. My agenda was to get biotherm products. End up, the branch which I went to, didn't have the product I wanted. Why waste the money getting things I don't want and having not spent on what I needed, don't you agree? Hehe.. that's hundred plus bucks un-credited from my bank account!

Realised I couldn't withstand holding heavy things, else I'll be totally drenched in unwished prespiration. Trust me, it ain't a good thing especially when you're in executive appearant. Came home early to fill the house with my "ren qi" (human-presence in Mandarin).

Watching news on Channel 8, they're showing this footage of crementation scene. It's the exact same sight. Sigh.. it raked up my past experiences. Oh well...

De one with Hari Raya Puasa 2008

Lazy lazy (29 days to exam)

Never thought I've be such a pig! I slept again during my holiday. Sad thing wasting my time catching up on my previous day's of deprived sleeps. Oh dear...

Apparantly, my "panda eyes" ain't subsiding... instead, I feel my figure de-shaping. Have been putting on weight due to my lack of exercise. Oh dear...

But came late at night, I managed to do something!! Finished ironing my clothes..slowly taking over from my ah-ma. Which is good I guess..

Finally, don't really have much Muslim friends however it wouldn't bite to wish all Muslims out there, except for Mas Selamat, a well-deserved Selamat Hari Raya Puasa!

De one with JAY CHOU New Album 2008

Let it rain all it wants

Why? Because.. JAY CHOU HAS A NEW ALBUM!.. ok, i'm gonna announce that again: JAY CHOU HAS A NEW ALBUM!!.. didn't hear it clearly? JAY CHOU HAS A NEW ALBUM!

Well, I kinda happen to go youtube, just to listen to 稻香 again.. By chance, the links arrived access to other songs of his NEW ALBUM: 魔杰座 (Capricon), that's his astrological sign FYI. Hehe. The songs were fabulous, needless to say.. he's creations.. talents-packed man... every beat, every pronounciation, every melody.. I don't know..it's magic!

Cool starting with 魔傑座 which reveals a.. vibe..disco grove.. What else? let's hear.. there are a few works which bears some similar styles like 女兒紅 (but he added this "drag and fill" part which was simply brillant), 達芬奇的畫布, funky 秘密花園, 紅樓夢中 and 從新愛 (same "chinese" genre), comedia 失戀的青蛙 (some commented that it was a sequence "oo-di-leddi" to the "Cowboy" song..wait, what Cowboy song, it's

More to come, there's rapping in 東方之殿, jazzy-hip hop 大灌藍.. More More! There's this heart-ligthening song with an curiosity rousing title called 達芬奇的畫布 or translated Da Vinci's canvas.

Did I miss out anything? Yup, that's particularly one..失落非主流, which I love it on first hearing. It's a sendimental song... especially the chorus which he sings in triplets... 6/8 tempo if i'm not wrong.. classic! I bet this would be a HIT!

Of course, good things have flaws. I feel alot of his songs in this albums gives a feeling of "slowing down" towards the end of every songs.. like some's full of drive in the beginning but exhausting when it nears a closing.. perhaps it's me?

Anyway, JAY CHOU HAS A NEW ALBUM! so, all of you must go purchase! Because Jason said so. It's worth the money la.. money-back-guarantee would have proved redundant!

Wondering why I've not been blogging after a while.. mainly due to my endless days of completing my final project for this semester. Needless to say, my weekend was burnt. Stayed up late until 5am, went to office on Monday, sleep deprived. Didn't really know how I could have done that.. Monday's work was abit tough, muddlehead.. and worse, expecting my last taxation lecture for the entire semester.. obliged to attend regardless of how much I wanted to skip.

But I endured through. Today I finished and tender another of my outstanding job. 1 down, 2 more to go. And I am, I have to be determine to finish before my leave in mid october. Somehow, I just feel demoralised at times.. feel imcompetent.. and I seemed to lost my ability to communicate with my colleagues. Oh well.. outcast.. but nevermind. Thank goodness there are some new friends I've made via online and Jay Chou's song audio-ing on the radio kept me going.. Jason has no going-concern problem..

Watched the Noose today, was laughing all the way through.. it was really funny.. However, I admire the characters' english, it's just so well-pronounced. That made me aware of where I stand.. nevermind, nevermind, I can learn a couple of skills from there.

Anxiously anticipating the new album, becuase I just can't bear listening those tracks online plus downloading-piracy is a no no. I don't scream like nobody's business (except during his concert) or go crazy over Jay, but I guess these are the things I do as a big fan..hah.. ok, that's for now.. Thank for reading, Jason signing out!

De one with Being Frank

Jason's Frank day

Nothing could feel more nostalgic of heading back to Changi Airfreight Centre to see the client (slightly) more than a year ago. The unforgettable pain of depriving my wallet of around 90 bucks just to bring myself to and fro. The unchanged practice of requesting the cabby to stop at the pass office, then exchanging IC to get my visitor's pass and going back to the cab again.

The uncle, one of the staff there, recognised me, mentioned a year seemed to passed so rapidly and before you know it, another year's audit has commenced. "So fast" was the exact word he told Cecilia, the accounting staff.

Only difference was there were new staff. 2 of them. And I brought Ellyana, my colleague there, brief her what I knew from my previous year's (audit) encounters. Did some clarification on all the possible matters (tax & audit) by talking to Cecilia on Elly's behalf.

It was nice... more of a re-kindred kinda feeling actually. Evening we left around 6pm, my cab drove me to Bishan J8 where I "da bao" Yoshinoya for dinner and got "oyster mee suah" for ah-ma.

The night is completed with meeting Mohan at Starbucks, Thomson Plaza. The female staff recognised us. Lol. We didn't chat much. Tonight would be the last time we'll be meeting until my exams are over.

Speaking of the devil, it's starting to bug me. Exams are drawing close. In another month's time, I'll be battling 3 examinations which are just 2 days apart from one another. Faint. Looks like the mugging have to start, reluctantly.

I pronounced today as Jason's Frank day. Critically due the events which follows. Firstly, I text Clara, telling her I wouldn't dare ask her out anymore. She asked me why. I replied: "Rem Clara ther was once during JC Community Involvement Programme at Orchard? I nearly wanted to quit bcoz I couldn't get any passerby to fill up the forms. Underlying principle is Jason don't like to be rejected when I take the initiative to ask people for anything. I end up feeling dejected, disappointed. And I start thinking why nobody does likewise for me. Perhaps no one bothers, hence I give up trying."

- Sounds like some sensitive, petty guy. That was not intended when I typed the message. I just.. can't stand having to get myself rejected too many times. I bet you'd have agreed one should move on if our attempts prove futile? Or our efforts are not paying off?

Secondly, I declared that my spoken-english ain't prefect. Ought to work towards speaking better english so I could be better understood and develop confidence in return.

Oh boy.. jason, jason, it's been a frank day.