Went to watch a movie with Darling Iris today. I’m spending most of my time with her now because next month onwards, I won’t be coming home with a sister to greet me. She’ll be in UK studying very hard to become a successful lawyer. My sister is smart, smarter than me. She’s brave too. Unlike me.
Maybe it’s a good thing that I’m unemployed for now, I get to spend time with her. I mean I only have one sister. Who else do I love, if not her?
The name of the movie is the same as the title of this blog entry.
The actress is very pretty. The actor kills too. He’s not really the very very handsome kind of man but there’s something about his looks combined with his character that makes him handsome. I like him. At least to my definition.
Love story. Korean. I like. Didn’t get to cry though because I wasn’t emotional enough today. I can cry to scenes that are not sad but relates well with me of my certain past or experiences. And also to sad scenes that I have not experienced but able to imagine how sad the sad can be when experiencing it.
The other girls the same row as us did cry. They were laughing at themselves for crying.
And after watching the movie, the title to it just feels so right. Perfectly named.
Now, I’m going to write where my mind takes me too. So it’s going to be some random thoughts.
The mosquitoes like me. No, they don’t like me. They love me. So very much. Tomorrow, I’m going to get myself a Ridsect because what’s left now is the Roach Killer.
When you are not working, things break down because they know you have the time to fix it. My toilet light is not working. Two gentlemen have helped me with the fluorescent tube but it ain’t moving an inch from its current position. Darling Iris and I have tried taking it down before we called for help so looks like I’ve got to call Mr.Electrician over again. Which only means wallet will bleed a little bit more in exchange of “the light”.
Wallet, just hang on there till I get a job okay? I promise you I’ll fill you with so much love, you’ll be so touched.
My ATM card wasn’t working due to pin error. Some banks just don’t like some banks. So my card was the victim. Actually I also don’t know why there was a pin error. I’ve been using the same pin code and there has never been an error. When the system prompt me for a second input, I pressed every single number so carefully but still it was the wrong one.
So called 03-20703333 for help. She sounded nice on the phone and I hope I did sound nice too when I was in a position like hers during my tenure in a call centre. And now my ATM card is alive again. Oh well, maybe it’s just a sign that I should watch my wallet.
She then asked me to register for phone banking. I asked her how. I’m going to listen to her this time and I’m going to register for phone banking. It’s something new for me to learn and experience anyway. And I’m doing it because when I used to tell my customers to do things that will do them good or ease their lives, they just wouldn’t want to listen to me. And it’s not a nice feeling you know?
And ohh…I did call up another bank too and spoke to another nice lady. The arrival of my new credit card has been delayed long time, you see? And she said it’ll take 7 working days after she takes down this request of mine. To me delight, it arrived the next morning when I was still sleeping soundly. But Mr.Credit Card, I won’t be able to swipe you yet. Wait till I get a job first. Or maybe I should say my paycheque for 2 working days in June and for July.
Yes, I’ve never been delayed payment of salary for that long. But I will wait.
I’m always asked this question, “Have you found a job?” or “How’s your job-hunting?”
As much as I would love to answer you, sometimes I feel one kind when being asked that question. I think it’s because I don’t like the idea of me without a job. Why? Because it’s the right thing to do, to have a job. When you don’t have one, it’s like either something is wrong with you or there’s something wrong with you. And it’s abnormal to not have a job. It’s okay if you’re single but not when you don’t have a job. And I’m single and jobless. woo hoo hoo. Let’s just say, I’m taking a break for a longer, tougher journey ahead.
But then why do we want to care about whether not having a job feels so wrong, isn’t it? I would like to work, it’s just that I am still not employed yet. At least, I will not go out to the streets to snatch people’s bag and subsequently slash them out of life. Okay, which now reminds me of something someone said to me this morning, “Grace, I think you should be a politician because you can influence people and you touch people’s lives. You should do something for the safety of the community now. More so, you’re jobless.”
Thank you, my friend. But Grace is no politician. And I’m sure you were just kidding.
I sometimes don’t feel safe walking on the streets. Whenever I hear the sound of a motorbike, my heart shrinks. I’m scared because I was once mugged by a motorcylist and so I am very sensitive to the sound of a motorbike. But maybe I should thank him for not taking away my life. Just that my sense of security is not the same as it used to be anymore.
An ex-colleague MSN-ed me today asking for help. Some questions about Microsoft Excel, about a document in which I updated with auto-filter. This is something I learnt from my first boss which I’m applying in my 2nd job. And now that I’m gone, fellow ex-colleague doesn’t know what I did to the document. So I taught her and I like to share my knowledge if I know the subject to it.
But one thing I must confess, that I still miss my first company. It’s like my first love. So unforgettable. I sometimes talk about it with so much pride and happiness you know? Even though it’s all over now.
I’m still in contact with my then toilet buddy. She will either email or SMS me. The 18 year old girl who has just been transferred to the counter. She tells me of her stories so sometimes I feel like I’m still there. She always says she misses me and will always tell me, “Grace, you balik kerja sini lah. Saya rindu kamu. Saya takde kawan di sini.”
It’s 3 am. Which means I should be asleep 3 hours ago.
Cows don’t lie. Yes, Tim, you are a good leader.
Sweet dreams.
Episode One : Movie Mosquitoes (M&M)
I think, I must give A Moment To Remember a try. Yeah, those boys in korean movies, they are not the kind that you’ll fall in love with at the very very first sight. But a moment or two later, you will love them. Not for their looks alone, but the way they bring themselves, it’s like, they manage to bring the beauty inside them, and the air of elegance. Seducing. Oh, I’m referring to another Korean movie, Daisy. Knowing Grace’s taste (kononnya), a moment to remember is a movie to watch, and I want to know how’s a killing face like in her definition. Too bad, I don’t fancy watching movies alone. Not to mention I don’t enjoy seeing girls crying and laughing at themselves for crying either. I mean, just what kind of girls are these? Multiple emotions at the same time, rendering them being slaves to… emotions? It’s like having a girl telling you she loves you with her eyes bathing in tears, and the next moment laugh hysterically to herself like a mad woman for being stupid enough to fall for a loser like you. No.
Mosquitoes are suckers. Suckers love you. Get yourself an electrical aromatheraphy oil burner.
Ambi Pur @ Guardian @ (light orange colour, forgot the flavour/smell laaa). Um, 60 bucks. Okay, okay, then get it only when you get your pay. Why this burner? I got suckers at home as well, and ever since I used it, they were gone for good (I hope). Maybe it’s the timing, maybe it’s the burner, you decide. But it won’t hurt making your room smell nice a bit, isn’t it.
Episode Two : The Lamp
The light. Yeah, show me the light… this I’m not going to say anything. Cos, I really dunno What In The World Is Wrong With You Guys! (cannot curse in grace’s comment wan… ssssh). If somebody told you 4 person, boys & girls, attempted, and failed to take out a pendaflour lamp, then asked for your 5th attempt, how would you challenge this quest? Grace’s Mulder (why Mulder? read on) took it a step further – Go for the Overkill. He decided he had to take his precious toolbox along, in order to take off… a toilet lamp? (read, a modern Philips-like lamp) The normal procedure would have been to twist the lamp 90 degree and voila. But knowing he got an extreme case here where 4 energy-filled and young people failed before, he took the path less travelled. Use a screwdriver to inspect the latch/lock on both sides, and check for rusted material which could be the cause. Negative. Check for broken locks that could have made the lock untwistable, (you never know what young people nowadays do, don’t cha?). Negative. Grace Sculley, still flashing with her bright white torchlight, watched helplessly. A puzzled Mulder didn’t see anything with the lamp, and he made the BOLD move. Do what a normal guy would do (Mulder’s never a normal guy, ain’t he? Cos I never see him kiss Sculley also). Being normal means being bold for him, and so… Step 1 he twisted 90 degree. Step 2, pull it. Step 3, it came off. The lamp, of course. Mulder saved Grace Sculley’s wallet from bleeding. Yay~
Episode Three : Cards
It’s funny. When you first get to work, you will want a credit card more than an ATM card. You work from a few hundreds to 1.5K to meet one of that “minimum requirements” to get your first “C” (does the younger generations nowadays still talk about the 5Cs? you tell me), The Card. Then you get so delighted you quickly insert The Card into your wallet and it became one of your proud decorations. Later, when the swiping gets addictive, The Card became a possession. The Card became Many Cards. Then you will wish you have more ATM Cards, the one you have since schooling days than Many Cards. Congrats on having your first card…. When you gonna have your first swipe, eh?
Episode Four : The 2nd C
Career, yes. Working ladies nowadays tend to have a gentleman behind her back (as in direct translation from my mother tongue la) for rapport. The question is, when the man fits into this lady’s life. The career comes first or the man? She became a successful lady then only she get to meet this guy, or the other way round? If you read my mother’s tongue well, you’ll agree that the guy comes first, of course. Else, how would he be supporting her from the back all this while and see to her success? After having beating the bush for so long… haha… nothing. Anyway, it’s ok to be jobless, have a life as a temporary house-girl, and knowing what you want. Rather than be a zombie going to work with no direction, doing things you don’t like, and seeing people you don’t know how to appreciate. It’s a matter of time. You ain’t looking for a job, cos job is about working and getting paid at the end of the month, which is easily within your reach. What you seek is career. Career is about the right boss, the right candidate, and right time. Win-win-win combination ain’t easy. Time.
Conclusion:
Why so many people rindu you wan? Why comment also like blog entry wan? By the way, cows don’t lie, they just bull shit. Is that the answer? It took me a day to figure this.
Episode One : Movie Mosquitoes (M&M)
When I wrote about girls crying and laughing at themselves for crying, I didn’t write it in a way as such to despise such an act. It’s just written to describe the actual scene of what I saw after the movie. So I cannot comment much on what you think about what I wrote. It’s meant to be funny not something to feel disgusted about. That loser should feel lucky that there’s someone out there who still loves him. No?
My sister is allergic to such “fragrance” so the aromatherapy oil you suggested, I would have to forgo.
Episode Two : The Lamp
Thank you for fixing the light. Appreciated it.
Episode Three : Cards
We’re different. When I first get to work, I wanted an ATM card more than a credit card. With an ATM card, I get to see my balance, withdraw only when necessary and motivates me to save money. I never fancy a credit card, even when my dad subs me one. I never really used that sub credit card. I certainly didn’t work for the sake of getting the card too.
My first swipe is going to be a meaningful one. Maybe a ticket to fly home.
Episode Four : The 2nd C
My first C. There is no definite answer to this because each of us lead different lives and the path that we go through varies from one another. It is not necessary that a woman needs a man in order to be successful. And why must the support be from the back?
Do not walk behind me, I may not lead.
Do not walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Just walk beside me and be my friend.
He will be the ideal one.
Conclusion:
Cows don’t lie is meant for another friend of mine. So you don’t have to crack your head to figure out what it means.