Well Hello again!

Been on a hiatus for months!

I'm still working at the same place, with some new colleagues. They really bring joy to my work life! But I have a feeling, soon, I will be saying goodbye to this place.

Reason being, I find this job very draining. It literally sucks my energy every day. Just today, I was really upset over certain things, and I had a minor seizure at home. Very mild one, don't worry.

Actually, I think it's weird. My neurologist says I must not be stressed. But how not to be? Every thing in Singapore makes people stressed.

Back to the minor seizure. It was really funny. It was when I was about to remove my makeup before hitting the shower. After I snapped out of my stunned-and-blank-for-a-few-seconds mode, I began removing my makeup. Or so I thought. When I hit the shower, I realized my body had makeup remover oil! ROFL!!!! And I forgot to wet my hair before putting shampoo on it! I told God, "Jesus, please don't let it happen when I'm putting on clothes before going out ah! I might forget to wear undergarments!"

I'm really trying not to think so much about my seizures nowadays, but it's really tough. I've been scheduled for a Sleep Disorder Test in July. May has been a tough month. I developed occasional leg jerks, and sometimes have a very hard time sleeping at night. I tremble and get minor seizures just as I'm about to drift off to sleep. It's very stressful and scary.

Every night before I sleep, I do my devotion. Then I go to this wonderful app called Prayer Wall. It helps me to see prayer requests from others who use the app. I can request for prayers too. So far, I love this app. I've had people leaving comments on my prayer requests for good night rest and healing. And I get to know of other people who need prayer too.

Yes everyone, this is the new me. No more easily angry easily irritated me. Ok fine, maybe I still blow up occasionally. Give me time! I am trying to change!

I love talking to God. I love listening to christian music on my way to work. I love going to church. I've not changed because I'm scared God won't protect me if I have a seizure. I've changed because I've come to realize how important God is to me.

Faith is not knowing God can. It's knowing God will. I have faith that God will protect me.

Google translate

I was bored at work, n decided to try out translating nursery songs on Google. See! So entertaining!

Sometimes, you have to be arrogant to get what you want.

I wonder why people never learn. Be nice and I'll be nice as well.

As usual, I was doing my daily monotonous job, and was trying to reach a certain person in a certain company. Now, I really hate it when their underlings ask me to call back (but don't give me a specific time), act like they're the boss, or are just plain rude. I hate it even more if it's a PRC. Because they always ask me to speak in THEIR mother tongue. Hello, you work in MY country and you ask me to speak in your comfortable language? That's the biggest joke ever.

Anyway, she told me her boss doesn't come to the restaurant. So fine, office number? Don't want to give. Never mind if she was polite. But she tried to act smart and ask where I was calling from. Rudely. I snapped back at her and revealed my company's name. Which is, by the way, one of the biggest and most influential companies in my country.

Obviously I left her shivering and begging for forgiveness. Hahaha, ok no. But she got scared and gave me what I was asking for.

This is not the first time I've had to act arrogant to get what I want. I don't like it, really. Most of the time, I have no intention of even calling the person I'm looking for anymore. I just want to get the kick of scaring these morons who think they can act big.

Yeah, I'm horrible.

You don't give terms & conditions when giving a reward.

I have worked at so many places before, and have seen all sorts of people in my life. Nasty bosses, nasty clients, nasty colleagues.

My current two bosses are the ultimate limit. Seriously, all the EQ courses in the world won't save them.

They decided to have some mini competition between the two teams, and to cut the story short, we won. The initial reward was to let us all go back 1 hr earlier. But today when he announced the winning team, he decided to change the reward to us coming to work 1 hr later.

Reason? Because afternoon is peak period. My foot. 5pm to 6pm, hardly any clients are sitting pretty in their office waiting to receive calls from us.

And what's the point of coming in 1 hr later? Firstly, starting at 930, and 830, doesn't make a difference. What are we supposed to do in the morning with an extra hour? Go market also cannot. Sleep extra 1 hr also not much difference. Jam is still the same. What's worse, I don't have a shuttle bus to work at that time, and no way am I walking 20 mins in the bloody hot sun to work.

So we decided to counter offer. We said we still wanted to go home 1 hr earlier, but since he's so damn worried about lack of manpower *eyeroll*, we will take different days instead.

Guess what the bloody idiot replied? Replied with terms and conditions. Must have good sales on the days we pick, must not have people on MC or on leave, must this must that. Then wth you give a reward for when you have so many terms and conditions? It's like giving a present and then saying: "I expect something back from u in return ok?"

We got fed up and replied back that we'll just come in 1 hr later as proposed initially, and now the idiot insist we go back 1 hr earlier. Seriously, he can never NOT piss us off every day.

Ela in Thailand

You don't have to parade around in bikinis w ur face caked w makeup to make a difference in this world.

These few days, I was in places that not many pple will be willing to visit. I met pple who have no identities, no homes, no future. My heart really saddened when I saw their living conditions.

As I'm blogging this from my comfortable aircon room in bangkok w free wifi, these pple r sleeping in badly ventilated cramped houses w terrible sanitary conditions.

I came back to a wifi room to discover who won miss Singapore. Well, I usually don't follow the contest, neither do I read about their background, but so happened after I got a job where I'm supposed to read the papers, I know a bit about the girls.

This girl said she wanted to prove that beauty queens aren't dumb. Do u actually need to have a title to prove so?

If someone had actually said she wanted to make use of the influence this title can give her, to make a difference to the less fortunate pple in third world countries, I might not be so cynical of such pageants.

What a sad n materialistic world we live in.

Well, this past one week had been a mixture of excitement and anger.

The exciting part first. I got to eat lunch with HIM! He's too hot. I should go drown in cold water, lol. And for the entire week, I had fun moments with him. Like bumping into him at the pantry where he gave me a hello hug *blush*, and writing a BYE BYE via Draw Something and showing it to him, hahahaa, I made him laugh on that one.

Anger part? 2 inconsiderate colleagues. Thanks to them, most of our special privileges have been taken away. And the irritating part? They don't feel guilty about it. Grrr.

Oh well, I'm trying to look for another job, so I shouldn't care so much.

Monday, I have a color coach session! Fun! Can't wait. And Tues I have dinner appt with a lovely couple. Yay, I finally have a life.

Don't know what's wrong with teachers nowadays. So bloody rude.

"What do you want" <--- this is how she answered me on the phone

"Just send me an email" *hang up* ,<--- what the hell????