Christine. 22. Wants to live a simple and boring life.
Amanda Li Ying Meng Kiat Tonggab Yi Wen Yi Xin
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Before the corner of your lips go down in disgust, this is curry kay.
And it tasted go good I wanted to leave some for mum and my sister to taste but I couldn't resist eating it all up~ muahahahahaha and my brother said it is so much better than my sister's cooking. XD But of course not as good as the curry you get in Japan/Tonkichi la. A bit too sweet for my taste because I the curry roux I got is a bit more sweeter one. Next time maybe can try adding cheese or fresh tomatoes instead of tomato sauce, or apples or even chocolate, heheheh~
But I will perfect my recipe! Until I can go set up my own curry shop as well muahahah~
The next time you call me big mouthed, see this. Saturday, May 23, 2009 @ 9:58 PM
Bet that shut you up, ha!
An encounter. Friday, May 22, 2009 @ 12:34 AM Raining today, so instead of taking a walk to Causeway point instead. The bus took a super long time to come, and sprays of rain made me wet all over, but it felt good. Well anyway I kept looking in front of the road whether the bus was coming, and out from the corner of my eye I saw a woman looking at my direction. And suddenly she talked to me.
"Are you a Japanese?"
I could immediately tell from her accent and her dressing she's not local. She wore a red beret, and looked rather fashionable for her age.
"Oh no I'm not. I'm local." I told her, mildly surprised by her question.
"Does anyone mistake you for a Korean or a Japanese?" She asked with widened eyes and a cocked head.
"Er...hahah no not really..."
I was feeling a little uneasy under her scrutinising, so I shot back a question at her.
"Are you a foreigner? You don't seem to be a local."
"Oh I'm a Mongolian."
"Oh! A Mongolian!" I think my face looked really surprised because it was the first time I've talked to a Mongolian.
Well anyway the bus came and we boarded the bus together.
"I could tell you're not from around here," I continued as I sat down beside her, but i thought it was pretty rude so I added "because Singaporeans dress very casually."
I think she half agreed with me, and told me that she was born here but studied in San Francisco then came back here for work again. She didn't seem to like Singapore though, and told me its because all her friends were there. I told her I wanted to study overseas, but all my friends and family are here so I didn't want to (although the main problem is no $).
She asked me what I wanted to go for, and I told her a degree in Japanese language. Well and she began first on recommendations to go Yokohama and Kobe to study because its cheaper, then started telling me about her story about how she pursued her design degree in Fashion Designing (I told her I studied design too) , and how her friends were scattered around the world. She learnt ikebana, which is the Japanese art of flower arranging, and I told her I was interested to learn that as well. Then she told me how she wanted to start a school to teach ikebana, but because she needed so much capital she gave up her dream, and landed into a job selling insurance for 10 years and married here.
She went on telling me about the complexities of flower arranging, and I could feel how much passion she had even though she had given up on the art for 15 years. All too soon, the bus ride ended and we had to part ways. Before parting, she took my hand, held it tightly and looked at me.
"You must pursue your dream! Be it design or your language degree, go for it!" She said intensely.
I felt awkward and could only muster a weak "Thank you, it had been very nice talking to you." I think I was staring at her face really hard though, as though her mind would connect with mine and I can download all her past experiences into my mind.
She told me she felt the same, and we went seperate ways. I felt really weird. I think it was the first time someone had told me to chase my dreams. And I could tell she could understand the feeling of giving up her dream for something else, perhaps more practical, and how one would regret that. These few days my faith had been shaken, but after this weird encounter I thought it's like a reminder to me that I shouldn't waver, that I want to draw and create pictures for a living. So weird huh, even when I think back its a little weird too, but I think its good la.
Anyway comrade, every time I talk to it's like I transform into some big mouth woman. I just talk and talk and talk and talk. Hahahaha.
Did I mentioned I dropped my keys? Stupid me. *slaps head*
I do sound I'm trying to convince myself but... Wednesday, May 20, 2009 @ 5:13 PM Finally I'm feeling a bit more light hearted these few days. I've been struggling with myself recently and wallowing in self-pity and that I can't seem to find a good job and all the things that had happened in the past few weeks that has completely changed my whole life and everything I knew.
I think talking about me unable to find a job to my mum and my sister changed that today. Well whatever that has happened to my dad I'm pretty much over about it, but about finding a job, its best that I just try to check for opportunities everyday and just go for it. No use landing myself in a job that I don't see myself doing it in long term and then complaining about the job everyday here. Life is really about choices, my dad has proven this to me. I used to care about people thinking why I've graduated so long ago and yet I don't have a job, but really, what's the hurry? You only live once, why grin and bear it and be a slave for the meagre sum of money? And its not about being overly optimistic or pessimistic either. Being too optimistic just makes me someone living in self-denial and too pessimistic makes makes me an idiot with no backbone.
I think I just need to treat my time living at home a chance for me to sharpen my household skills. I'm learning to cook more dishes, and I'm thoroughly enjoying it. It feels good to cook for your family and seeing them finishing it up and enjoying it. I'm getting more nimble at ironing and keeping the laundry, and I don't flinch when I clean my guinea pig's cage anymore. I'm practicing my shouting every time I yell at my brother when he does something stupid. How many kids nowadays do that?
To the people who are unsure of what they want to do in life, lets jia you together!
Waaaaaa~~~ Tuesday, May 19, 2009 @ 2:00 AM
This looks damn good! Yum yum yum~
Oh yah.
I've convinced myself that I'm a true pervert at heart.
... Monday, May 18, 2009 @ 5:54 PM I'm don't particularly enjoy complaining perpetually about how suay I've been but it seems like I'm truly down on my luck these few months, and
MY WACOM TABLET DIED ON ME TODAY!!! T_______T
OH WTH HOW SUAY CAN ONE GET?!
Yes time to think practical. Sunday, May 17, 2009 @ 1:06 AM Has been what I've been telling myself to do these few days. It seems like jumping into funny jobs with routine work just don't make it for me. A few days ago I went down for an interview at Deutsche Bank for the position of an ID administrator. The person who interviewed me was an ang mo and after talking to him for a while I decided that I didn't like him.
He looked at my resume, and said "Oh you've got tutoring experience...taught a Korean? North or South Korean?"
I tried my very best not to roll my eyes, but forced a laugh and said "Hahaha South."
He went on mumbling something that he used to live in Korea for a few years or something like that. He then told me that I had to commit myself a year although there's a 6 month contract. It's because he wanted to make sure that they made a profit by "investing" in me in training me for 3 months and would let me go when he decided that he had "used" me enough. Do people from banks talk like that? Or is he just crude?
Anyway he blabbered on, and then asked me what I did during internship. I said something that I worked in a small company so I had to do a lot of things, cleaning whatever, and he took delight in that. He asked me why I applied for this job, and I gotta admit that my answer was stupid when I said that the work environment seemed nice from the official website because the bank were active in social responsibility and the arts, which was something that people don't associate with banks, and that I'll have a chance to use Japanese. He gave a laugh and said "You think we're all money hungry bastards eh?"
He then began challenging me by asking me how much I knew about the bank, like how many employers they had, or something like that. He made me feel uncomfortable already, then told me to do a role play when I had no idea how to respond. There were two other employers who were there to interview me as well, and I thought that it was truly the worst interview I've ever had, even though I've tried to prepare myself beforehand. And when they told me that using Japanese would be super limited, which was a few computer terms, I thought of saying sayonara to them straight. To think I even had to act like I didn't mind doing administrative work.
To be honest I wanted to be crude and say "I'm attracted to this job's pay." Which was pretty good, but the ang mo just had to insult me by not saying an exact amount, but only said that I'll be laughing with joy when I receive the pay because I told them my expectation would be around $1500. I'm pretty sure they wouldn't give me a second interview, but neither would I hope for one because I don't think I'll be happy in that job.
For the first time I really felt the effects of the economic slowdown man. Its so hard to land yourself in a decent job. I think I should just apply for jobs that would be happier to see my Digital Media Design Diploma.
Hi I'm a housewife. Monday, May 11, 2009 @ 3:58 PM Now that my mum's working now, I've been acting as a surrogate mother and housewife until I can find a decent job. Its really not EASY AT ALL, especially the cooking part because my brother declares that my cooking sucks. (I will make you eat your words ah di!!) I haven't been cooking proper meals since the last what, F&N lesson kay. Its okay to do chores sometimes but when you do it on a daily basis you get super sick of it. -_-
I think one will never learn to appreciate a full-time housewife until you become one yourself.
To rub salt into my wound somebody called asking me to do a travel survey (which I initially thought was from the recruitment company), and asked if I do go traveling with my husband. DO I SOUND THAT AUNTIE?! *tsk roll eyes*
I have a big mouth. Friday, May 8, 2009 @ 12:05 AM I know its none of my business. But when I get pissed off by something I need to get it off my chest. And because you've acted all mysterious and didn't want to use names I'll do that too. And it is because that I still regard you as a member of the 10th batch do I make this post. But seriously the last two posts you made has totally erased whatever little left of regard I have of you. I think that you're just a attention seeking prat who seriously needs to see a shrink for habouring those violent notions.
You talked how much you've sacrificed for your pride and happiness. From my pov what you said just made you looked ridiculous and you really tarnished your own pride that you've so desperately wanted to keep it shining, or so you think. You're truly delusional if you thought that you were the suffering, valiant romantic hero who's sacrificed so much for his love. I think you know nothing about love so help yourself first, because you seem more like a masochistic idiot who's into the pains that's spawned from your preposterous concept of love.
I'm through this lest I become the next target of your mental murder. But really, I don't think we have ever hated you. Prejudices of your personality aside, we still regarded you as the person who has skipped training the least amount of times. I won't even ask you to reflect on what you've have done because it seems futile.
Hai... Thursday, May 7, 2009 @ 6:49 PM I had a bad feeling something bad was going to happen. I wasn't sure how or what, but when I received a call from my auntie from Malaysia just now I knew something was wrong. She didn't told me what because she wanted to tell my mum, but my mum just started work today so she wasn't at home. She just called again just now and told us a cousin of mine is dead. Murdered most probably. A cousin I've only remember seeing once.
She was the daughter of my second uncle's. We've never been on great terms with them. His family never comes back for reunion dinners on CNY although he lives in Segamat. I don't even know how my uncle looks like except that mum tells that he has a beard. But this cousin of mine, I remember the first and the last time I saw her was somewhere 2 years ago during CNY. My dad made rounds to our relatives' houses to give out angbaos. They had a pretty big house and only my aunt, my cousin and her brother were there. Her face I vaguely remember to be quite pretty. I felt awkward around her because it was my first time meeting them in 19 years. She was really nice with my mum though, since she was the most familiar person she was with in my family.
I knew that she was working in Singapore, but I didn't know what it was until just now. She was supposed to get married with this guy but something happened and she wanted to get away from him, and so they signed the letter of separation and but she died in hospital yesterday after falling from her house.
Heavens ah kindly reduce the amount of dramatic happenings with my family and my relatives can? Thank you very much. m(_ _)m
Bragh job hunting sucks. Tuesday, May 5, 2009 @ 4:38 PM I think heaven playing with me sia. Last week tuesday or whatever day it was I got flooded with so many job introductions from JAC and now they've seemed to disappear into thin air when I was thinking about whether to accept a pending job offer. They said that they'd sent out my CV and everything and I'm like a sitting duck waiting for an interview offer. And to think that I've been brainwashed by the lady who's told me that I should think twice about accepting an external job offer which pays $1000. Easy for you to say when you have a steady job.
Went down to Kinokuniya for my second interview today. Think I'm slowly getting used to interviews. The pay is blah and the work consists most of shelving books. They said if I passed this interview there's still one last round of interview. I wonder if they're running a presidential campaign...or is this their concept of Kaizen like what they've put on their mission statement? I don't think they'll pass me this time because there was a communication breakdown today. I don't know. Honestly I just need to have my mind occupied. When I got too much time on hand I think too much crap and it eats my brain up. Not healthy hrm.