Time management problems.

As usual, the apology for not keeping my promise in trying to update this forsaken blog as often as I would've loved to.

I have been quite busy, juggling my time as a driver, working in a tea shop and going to the gym with my "other half" (read Jasmine Joesph). =)

But so far, this gym thing has been working, as in we have been diligently going and motivating each other though the results are yet to be seen.

Got my results back. I did ok, could have done better if I had been MORE hardworking but there is a slight improvement.

Life has its' ups and downs.

Had small chat with some one about something. Had me worrying about the future. Easy to say that we should leave our worries about tomorrow for tomorrow but it is easier said than done.
One of the things I was afraid of was how society would look upon me, how I would be judge from the view point of many, from friends, family and loved ones. Have to decide whether I am ready for the future.

On a much brighter note, am trying to learn a popping/locking dance which I am struggling with the lack of formal training. Counting on youtube to be my teacher for the next few weeks!

Ok, that's all the creative juice I could squeeze outta me. Mind is blank at the moment but will try to update more, and soon.

Night people. Remember, the early bird gets the worm, or as I would love to say, the early human gets the best bacon. Mmmmmmmm. =)

Of pulled muscles and teddy bears.

Been working for almost 3 weeks now. Work has been pleasant, in a sense. Everyday I'm shuffling~ Haha, have to walk to Pyramid everyday from Sunway College. Tiring but the exercise is good.

Speaking of exercise, Jasmine and I had signed up for Fitness First gym a few months ago for a period of 1 month in which we are able to use all the facilities there. We had our first gym experience today and it was exhilarating. The personal trainers there are very nice and had motivated us to finish up the exercises though I had felt like a little kid in a sports race. The enthusiasm was a little overdone and in a way. With all the praises after we finished the training reminded me of how adoring parents and teachers would congratulate a 7 year-old kid for finishing up an egg-and-spoon race.

I have to say, my first experience in a gym has exceeded my expectations. I was expecting some place cold, smelly and moldy but I was met with clean fresh air, a wide range of equipments and the facilities there was breath-taking. From the swimming pool to the drinks counter was excellent. I was, I mean I am so tempted to pay up the RM500++ for a whole year of membership in Fitness First. Might consider it, and if my new timetable allows me, I would continue working part time to be able to earn some money for my gym membership. But maybe for now, I would most probably have to get a loan from my dad. =p



Meet Rusty. Or as Chrissie calls him, Russky. He was given to me by KF as a form of apology for making me mad. Even though he is mine Chrissie has adopted him as her own. Need proof?

There...


Just like a 5 year-old. Tsk tsk tsk...

That's all for now! Stay tuned!

Elude.

And thus, ideas and stories continue to elude me.

I had wanted to blog about something and yet, I procrastinated and now I have no idea what I wanted to blog at the first place. So yeah... Sorry.

Ramble Bimble Bamble.

I've run out of things to say.

I had thought of what to blog about but I procrastinated by reading the newspaper and chatting till I forgot my motive in blogging in the first place.

Oh ya, a short note, I was approached by a guy who supposedly works for this bank and is trying to recruit me. My skills in sales must be really good. =p

Ceh wahhh, but I have to say, there aren't many people who are either in the sales/promoting business, even waitresses, who are able to keep a smile and maintain a polite attitude when it comes to dealing with customers and people. I noticed that almost everywhere I go, promoters and even waitresses have faces that can curdle milk.

Will blog more but am trying to sleep early again.

Sleeping late affects my mood. In a bad way, so nite nite people!

Back to Life.

Ehehe, sorry for the long hiatus. Firstly, was really busy with assignments, and secondly, well, frankly I was just lazy.

A lot of things has happened since the last post. I found a job(not gonna mention where as stalkers may be around). Found the true colors of the world, it ain't nice. Working as a sales promoter where one has to have the guts to approach the customer surprisingly was second nature to me.
=)

Must be in the right course then.

Let me tell you one of the experiences I had in my first week of work. I was cheated right in front of my eyes. I am working as a sales promoter as I have said, in a shop that sells tea therefore, we have a sales target to meet. On my first day, the other guy who was also working there was cunningly siphoning my sales into his account. As we employees have our own codes, we are to key in our own respective codes when we sell a product, as much as I hate to admit, I was naive and too trusting, I had allowed him to key in my code for me as I was not taught to use the computer. But he was happily using his own code.

The even more shocking thing was that, after I found out about it, the guy had the cheek to suggest that we play scissors,paper, stone and whoever wins, the sales should go to the winner. I mean, what does he take me for, a 2 year old? When I refused, he then proceeded to suggest that we take turns alternately to take the sales. First of all, I am doing all the talking and selling, secondly, I freaking stand up for 6 hours straight while you take long and frequent toilet breaks and take the slightest opportunity to laze and sit?

The funny thing was, as I told it to my close ones and they all suggested that I ignore the guy but for some particular reason, I have this thinking that there must be some good in everyone. (Yeah, super naive aren't I?) So instead of ignoring him, I still talked to him and treated him nicely but I was careful that I was there when he keyed in my code.

Surprise surprise, he managed to cheat me still. I was standing there, waiting for my code to be keyed in, he quickly keyed in his code and ta-da, he just sold RM20 worth of product thanks to my skills and hard work. That was when I decided that I had enough, in my heart, I prayed a silent pray for him to fall down flat on his face and ... haha, joking. But I did pray, I told God, I have done what You have asked of us, to love our enemies, I have treated him good when all he deserved was a good whacking. Where is the justice?

The next day came, I managed to sell RM400++ of goods while he got a measly RM100 worth and he was also reprimanded by the manager for being lazy and trying to cheat little girls aka me.

=)

God is good isn't He?

Well, I have still a few more weeks to go and hopefully, God will help me through.

And I want to thank those who supported me, lent me their ears. I appreciate you.

More stories to come but that would be for another post. Till then, stay strong! =D

Suffocating...

Assignments.... help.... too much.... help..... can't breathe...... too... much.....

*dies*

About me (Part II)-Breaking Point

They met at the park often, sitting on the same bench every time. He looked forward to these meetings. Surprisingly he noticed how easy it was for the both of them to ease in and out of conversations. The only downside was her unpredicted mood swings. One minute she would be talking animatedly, words streaming out like a speeding train and the other minute, she would refuse to utter a word, like a clamped up oyster.

From these conversations, he was surprised to find out that she was many years younger. Yet, this did not show from the way she carries herself. She had an air of maturity on her. With the time spent with her, he noticed that the responsibility that she carries has forced her into adulthood far beyond her years. Naturally, he was compelled to help her, to listen to her, even if it was just to lend a listening ear, he was more than willing.

Though she was matured for her age, he was aware of moments in which she would let loose. She had become accustom to him to be able to vent her frustrations and sometimes even anger at him. He knew she would come to regret it later but at least he understood that she had him as an outlet to unleash her suppressed disappointments and aggravations.

“ Like a loose cannon you are,” he remembered telling her, when she had poured out her irritations and annoyance, “ you hide and keep everything inside of you, building and ignoring your own resentments, your anger until you can’t take it any longer before you blow up on me,’’ he had continued to tease her.

He knew the facade she plays, the mask she puts on in front of everyone and he was glad to be able to see her true self once in a while. The scoff she had gave him after that little lecture of his was it confidence or ignorance, he could not discern. She had boasted that she was able to handle her own emotions well if not for some random outbursts, she was doing very well thank you. She had ignored his advice and had pushed his help away.

It was soon to be known, that it was this slow build up that had lead to her breaking point.

16/5/2011

To be continued...