Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Hate / Anger / Rage

Why is there so much hate in the world?

I think all hate in my world begins with me and after that it is a vicious downward spiral.

Somewhat like Einstein’s physics theorem, where no energy is created or lost. You are mean to someone, and that negative energy transfers on…

Shall we be sponges and soak up negative energies? Make the world a better place? Some studies show that people die younger or fall ill if they bottle things up.

I think I shall not keep it in… watch out world. I bite.

French HIV ads - Quite Good

Famous Sex Quotes #02

My girlfriend always laughs during sex --no matter what she's reading.
Steve Jobs (Founder, Apple Computers)

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Bittersweet


Is munching sandwiches your mother prepared early this morning for dinner because for the Nth day in a row, you are stuck in the office for a late night meeting.

Bitter is work. Sweet is Mom's love.

Some people think...

Some people think that when they are rich, they can do no wrong.

Hence they act like gods.

When they talk, they think its gold dropping out of their mouths when its more like crap from their rear ends.

The scary thing is, the people around them may not realise.

Shall I continue to live this lie?

I Have Regressed

Getting up in the morning is getting harder.

It might be because I've been getting off work later and hence sleeping later.

But today, as I was rushing around like a headless chicken at work, I was hit by the realisation of the truth.

Remember when you were in Primary 1 or 2, and it was so hard to get up in the morning to go to school? Well, I did. It was probably because I dreaded going to school. Having to carry a heavy school bag, sit still in class trying to pay attention to teachers who would rip your head off if you step out of line was not something a 7 year old would relish as compared to spending the day at home with Grandma and just watching tv.

Perhaps today, I'm dreading having to go to work.

Perhaps.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Eating Snake

I don’t usually go downstairs of my office block during office hours. However, as I was falling asleep looking at my computer screen, I decided to go to the Starbucks downstairs to get my quintuple expresso.

It was then that it struck me.

I go for lunch at different times. Sometimes between 12 – 2, or sometime in between.

I usually see the same faces sitting at the coffee places downstairs. (there are 3).

Today, at 4pm, I go downstairs, and its the same faces sitting down there.

Don’t they need to work?

Friday, January 19, 2007

A Sign


I was haplessly surfing the web, when I came across this. Its a sign.

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Pardon the pun. Heehee.

Random thought of the day…

I wonder what the workers on the gondola outside the office window would think if I started waving frantically and grin at them.

Would they think I’m mad?

Would they appreciate it and wave back, a simple recognition from someone who benefits from their back-breaking service?

I think I’m going crazy for even coming up with this.

Need my coffee.

CHC

Something interesting I read off the Net.

Is this true?

Thursday, January 18, 2007

At 8.30 pm. In office.

I know…

Its just work.

Grrr...

I got bored at work...

Layer ONE
On the outside
Name: Brandon
Birth Date: 10th December 1980.
Current Status: Working… Haha… Yes, Seeing someone
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Colour: Black, and short
Righty or Lefty: Right handed for writing, left for picking my nose… too much information!
Zodiac Sign: Swinging Archer

Layer TWO
On the inside
Your Heritage: Hokkien from Gim Meng
Your Fears: Women or babies crying and failure
Your Weaknesses: Food and vices
Your Perfect Pizza: 4 flavour Pizza, one quarter 4-cheese, one quarter black olives, one quarter hawaiian, and one quarter mushroom.

Layer THREE
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
Your thoughts first waking up: Turn off the snooze button dear.
Your Bedtime: Waaaay past midnight. Talking about work and to GF.
Your most missed memory: My grandma

Layer FOUR
Your Pick
Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi.
McDonald's or Burger King: Mos burger
Adidas or Nike: Adidas. Nike doesn’t last.
Lipton Tea or Nestea: Lipton. Nestea is too sweet.
Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate.
Cappuccino or coffee: Kopi-O Gao Sui Tai.

Layer FIVE
Do you
Curse: Duh.

Layer SIX
In the Past Month
Drank Alcohol: Yes.
Gone to the mall: Yes.
Been on stage: Nope.
Eaten sushi: Yup loads!
Dyed your hair: Nope.

Layer SEVEN
Have You Ever?
Played a stripping game: No.
Changed who you were to fit in: Yes, work sometimes calls for it.

Layer EIGHT
Age you're hoping to be married: Depends. Dunno.

Layer NINE
In a Girl/Guy
Best eye colour: Brown.
Best Hair colour: Black.
Short or long hair: Long, straight, natural (no rebonding please)


Layer TEN
What Were You Doing
1 minute ago: Typing this. Damn long u know.
1 hour ago: Lunch with stupid people.
4.5 hours ago: Work.
1 month ago: At home. On leave. Bumming. That is life.
1 year ago: Work.

Layer ELEVEN
Finish the sentence
I love: A lot.
I feel: Extremely irritated / blah / pissed off. But that’s just work.
I hate: Indecisiveness
I hide: My insecurities.
I miss: Waking up and enjoying what I do.
I need: Inspiration and courage.

Layer TWELVE
Tag 5 people
Nah, shan’t do that. Cos I’ll be disappointed if they don’t do it.

I Hate...

My messy work station.

And its not my fault.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Addendum

To my previous post...

Actually, how much of our lives do we actually control?

No man is an island by himself.

We are burdened with our responsibilities, shackled by our fears, tied down through relationships, confined by our aspirations...

Are we limited by the rat race that we lead?

Monday, January 15, 2007

Blame

I blame greed.

I blame the lessons forced upon me by life.

I blame society.

I blame my parents.

I blame my boss.

I blame my colleagues.

I blame my friends.

I'll do better in another time/ place/ era/ job.

Why don't I blame myself, and the path I'm allowing myself to take? Life's easier if we have someone to push the blame to. But lets take a check, and see if its our fault in the first place.

Most of Us Young Adults Today...

Are just time bombs waiting to explode...

Are just egg shells waiting to crack...

Are just ice-cubes waiting to be melted...

Are just pillows, needing a hug...

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Gender Determination Test

Can you tell if this is a man or a woman?

Take the test here.

I'm proud (and partly relieved) that I only got 2 wrong!

Thats much better than the previous test I took here.

Have fun!

Random

Somedays, I wish I was big like Mr T.

So I can go up to people who cheese me off and say, "I pity you fool!"

And crack their heads on the wall.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Proof that my Office is Killing Me

Excerpts from notes actually circulated in the office. Names have been changed but content is as received.

From Coordinator to Boss:

"AB Engineering Lucy called today. She mentioned that not required this slot any more due to tide schedule for the Directors"

(I think they are going on a cruise or something... Not!)

Regarding lunch with clients:

"I have proposed some names for you to choose but none of them for lunch on this week and next week. Please provide name to arrange for your lunch."

(I think my Boss is secretly cannibal)

Kill me now.

It Is Good For You

From J's blog.

Q

My fiancé loves for me to give him oral sex and I have no problem with that (believe me), but he wants me to swallow his semen. Can it hurt me? Are there any health problems associated with swallowing semen?

A

The good news is that it's beneficial! Recently studies have shown that regular consumption of semen can actually have some wonderful health benefits. Semen contains at least 13 prostaglandins and high concentrations of hormones that retain potency if taken orally. The quality of the seminal hormones is thought to be superior to even prescription versions. In the study women who regularly consumed their lovers sperm showed such benefits as a reduction in ovarian cancers, lowered depression and many even had acne symptoms lessen or stop entirely. It is thought that the oral consumption of the potent hormones had a balancing effect on woman's hormonal ups and downs caused by their periods and pregnancy or breastfeeding.

The key to the findings is "regular consumption". Only once in blue moon won't have the same effect. Those that indulged once or twice a week received little benefits. The ones who received the results were the ones who ingested semen four to five times a week or more! Now that's dedication. If this seems like a lot of work you need to remember that your partner can assist in producing it. All though preferable, a blow job is not the only way to obtain semen. You might be surprised how fast your man can produce sperm for you all on their own.

Oddly enough only married or monogamous women showed the benefits. Those with multiple partners showed no beneficial effects or even reported detrimental effects. This is thought to be caused by the differences in the hormonal makeup of multiple partners. Also it is suspected that only women would benefit from such a regimen as that the hormonal effect would not be balancing in same sex couples.

Science is only now starting to understand the subtle and powerful effects of hormones on a females body and a lot more research needs to be done. For now just realize it's not harmful and if your willing to put in the "work" of regular oral consumption you may realize real health benefits while pleasing your partner in the process.

TT

There has been a number of reports in the local papers, with headlines screaming out for blood.

Accusations of how one man ran his charity like his "fiefdom", how he manipulated the books by creating separate legit accounts which topped up balances. How he identified, negotiated and awarded contracts by himself. How he treated his Board (which was placed to maintain checks and balances and to prevent such incidences from happening) like they were not there. How he showered his "special friends" with overly-generous remuneration packages.

I pity the man, really. Because these things happen everyday.

Working in an SME consulting environment, we see signs of all these things and worse in our clients.

Its just unfortunate that this man ran a charity, and as such was using public funds. Would things have been different if he was the owner of a Large Local SME? What are we doing to prevent such incidences in these companies?

Auditors were put in the spotlight recently for failing to spot discrepancies in accounts and as such found to be negligent by the courts. Auditors usually only know what is shown to them. Are whistle-blowers the key to keeping our SMEs in check? How much is the Law protecting such whistle-blowers then?

I wish the man good luck. And for this to blow over soon, so that he can move on with his life.

P.S. Sorry, I rant. Work gets to me.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

More Proof that My Work is Killing Me...



I Blog Like a Girl

There was this comment posted on one of my previous posts.

Must have been something I said, but the random German commented," Yep all Germans are Nazis we all eat only sauerkraut and laugh about comments like that you stupid little girl"

I was concerned. Not because some idiot was being stupid and missed the point of my post. But because I was worried I write like a girl. (Oh dear)

I just had to check it out and found this.

To my relief. I don't blog like a girl at all. Heehee...

Oops.

Monday, January 08, 2007

I Couldn't Resist.

What Your Soul Really Looks Like

You are very passionate and quite temperamental. While you can be moody, you always crave comfort.

You are a grounded person, but you also leave room for imagination and dreams. You feet may be on the ground, but you're head is in the clouds.

You believe that people see you as larger than life and important. While this is true, they also think you're a bit full of yourself.

Your near future is still unknown, and a little scary. You'll get through wild times - and you'll textually enjoy it.

For you, love is all about caring and comfort. You couldn't fall in love with someone you didn't trust.