Damn Force.
>Last update: 27 December 2006
Now: 22 January 2007
Sorry for the brain lag, lately.
Yep, completely missed both new years. (the normal and the Islamic one)
I shall now write about what's on recently.
And what a time it has been, even if it's only for a short period of time.
Well, after being a caveman for so long, I've decided that I should maybe go outside and get a job, and earn some dough instead of mozying around at home. =)
Went to get an application at the NTUC in Teck Whye and they said they would call the next day.
Well, they didn't call back. Either that or the call that I didn't answer the next day was the call that I was supposed to answer to get the job. *head spins*
SO ANYWAY....
A few cavemanly days later....a friend named Xiwen informed me of a job vacancy at Giant IMM.
I picked myself up from my cavemanly position and journey-ed to Giant the next day. Through a so-called 'interview', I got the job and they said I started on Monday. My heart went like..
\/\/00t )@\ j00 2 t3h P\/\/\z02x!
That's Leetspeak for "Woot Dan Joo R Teh Pwnzorx" which in turn is English for "Woah Dan, you really did it this time!"
SO ANYWAY....
Attended work on the following Monday. Worked the weighing machine thingie, faced a few problems at first remembering the codes and figuring which one is Chye Sim and Kailan (which in fact, to this day, I still don't know how to differentiate) But with the help of my new colleagues, it was kinda okay.
HOWEVER....
On the following day, I woke up in the morning with this feeling of anxiety, a feeling I've felt a few times in my life when I'll say to myself, "Awww man Dan you are so gonna screw up" or "Awwww man I just know somethin' bad's gonna happen." I just felt that something awful really is going to happen that 2nd day of work.
I was a nervous wreck.
And something bad really happened. Or should I say "somethings" bad. Wow, my England very power today.
Everything just didn't go right...the sticker label tape ran out and there was this long line of impatient customers...some customers went shootin' questions to me in Chinese and I told em' many times I didn't understand and they'd still continue asking.
I even heard one Auntie saying in Chinese, "stupid guy".
That whole day, my heart was beating like I was running 2.4km to the power of 2.4. (lame)
I'm really not used to people giving me stick, especially if they're strangers and they're angry at me. It's not something I like anyway.
So that day, I spent lunch alone and it gave me time off what it was for me, a rough time. And I thought, "Is this really what I should be doing?" I've always said to myself that if I dreaded doing something, I should not continue doing it. *cough* YFC *cough*
It was only the 2nd day of work and I already started dreading it?
"Hmmm....maybe I'm not fit to work."
After lunch, went straight back to work and forced myself through it....staying focused on the task at hand and ignoring any passing assholes who may want a glimpse of my dark side.
And hey, everything went smooth! It then hit me.
The transition from student to part-time worker was too sudden for me. I didn't know what to expect, and I approached work wrongly.
But there was still this lingering problem that made me look like a total moron.
I don't know how they view me, but people seem to think I'm Chinese. The Chinese people speak Chinese to me, and as strange as it may be, the Malays are speaking English to me. Well, the real problem was that when the people started to speak Chinese to me, I would say that I didn't understand (sometimes even in Chinese) but they would still persist. They didn't even understand simple English, it would seem.
After failed attempts to tell em' I don't get what they're saying, I would just keep quiet. This would be my standard reaction to those situations. Little did I know people I would look like an idiot doing that. I just couldn't stand it anymore, so I requested to be transfered to another department. A department where I didn't need to interact much with people. A more "behind the scenes" department.
"Frozen", I thought.
Woah, the boss guy was "hay l00k tis kid's mine wahaha".
Some days passed...
Somehow, my transfer failed. And it seems that my spot in my former department has been taken.
Basically, I'm in NO department.
Which all adds up to me being extremely screwed up. Not to mention confused.
I felt like someone just fired a shotgun up my arse.
Just got a call from my boss guy (or girl I should say). She said that I couldn't be accepted to the frozen department and that I could sign my resignation letter tomorrow at any time.
ALHAMDULLILAH, I screamed in my mind. It's Arabic for "Thank God".
No more troubles.
No more dread.
FROM THIS DAY ONWARDS, I SHALL LIVE LIFE LIKE HOW I LIKE IT.
EVEN IF IT INVOLVES BEING ABSOLUTELY USELESS.
EVEN IF PEOPLE CALL ME A CAVEMAN.
I'll be proud of it.
I just realised how whimpy and sensitive I can be. And how easily I can be brainwashed to something that's not best for me.
Heck, had my appeal to be transferred to triple science class been successful, I think I would be in deeper shit than I was in those deepshit days of mediocrity in Maths and well, just everything else. Thanks guys, for brainwashing me. =(
All I can say now is, I'm thankful that everything turned out okay for me (as it has always been) and I'm ever grateful to God for guiding me outta this mess.
For now, I'm just going with the flow. Whatever opportunities out there, I'll take it. I will just spend my time doing what I like and maybe developing my talents whatever they may be.
I shall make decisions based on how I feel about it. Not how other people will feel about me.
And I live happily ever after.
THE BLESSED END.
Now: 22 January 2007
Sorry for the brain lag, lately.
Yep, completely missed both new years. (the normal and the Islamic one)
I shall now write about what's on recently.
And what a time it has been, even if it's only for a short period of time.
Well, after being a caveman for so long, I've decided that I should maybe go outside and get a job, and earn some dough instead of mozying around at home. =)
Went to get an application at the NTUC in Teck Whye and they said they would call the next day.
Well, they didn't call back. Either that or the call that I didn't answer the next day was the call that I was supposed to answer to get the job. *head spins*
SO ANYWAY....
A few cavemanly days later....a friend named Xiwen informed me of a job vacancy at Giant IMM.
I picked myself up from my cavemanly position and journey-ed to Giant the next day. Through a so-called 'interview', I got the job and they said I started on Monday. My heart went like..
\/\/00t )@\ j00 2 t3h P\/\/\z02x!
That's Leetspeak for "Woot Dan Joo R Teh Pwnzorx" which in turn is English for "Woah Dan, you really did it this time!"
SO ANYWAY....
Attended work on the following Monday. Worked the weighing machine thingie, faced a few problems at first remembering the codes and figuring which one is Chye Sim and Kailan (which in fact, to this day, I still don't know how to differentiate) But with the help of my new colleagues, it was kinda okay.
HOWEVER....
On the following day, I woke up in the morning with this feeling of anxiety, a feeling I've felt a few times in my life when I'll say to myself, "Awww man Dan you are so gonna screw up" or "Awwww man I just know somethin' bad's gonna happen." I just felt that something awful really is going to happen that 2nd day of work.
I was a nervous wreck.
And something bad really happened. Or should I say "somethings" bad. Wow, my England very power today.
Everything just didn't go right...the sticker label tape ran out and there was this long line of impatient customers...some customers went shootin' questions to me in Chinese and I told em' many times I didn't understand and they'd still continue asking.
I even heard one Auntie saying in Chinese, "stupid guy".
That whole day, my heart was beating like I was running 2.4km to the power of 2.4. (lame)
I'm really not used to people giving me stick, especially if they're strangers and they're angry at me. It's not something I like anyway.
So that day, I spent lunch alone and it gave me time off what it was for me, a rough time. And I thought, "Is this really what I should be doing?" I've always said to myself that if I dreaded doing something, I should not continue doing it. *cough* YFC *cough*
It was only the 2nd day of work and I already started dreading it?
"Hmmm....maybe I'm not fit to work."
After lunch, went straight back to work and forced myself through it....staying focused on the task at hand and ignoring any passing assholes who may want a glimpse of my dark side.
And hey, everything went smooth! It then hit me.
The transition from student to part-time worker was too sudden for me. I didn't know what to expect, and I approached work wrongly.
But there was still this lingering problem that made me look like a total moron.
I don't know how they view me, but people seem to think I'm Chinese. The Chinese people speak Chinese to me, and as strange as it may be, the Malays are speaking English to me. Well, the real problem was that when the people started to speak Chinese to me, I would say that I didn't understand (sometimes even in Chinese) but they would still persist. They didn't even understand simple English, it would seem.
After failed attempts to tell em' I don't get what they're saying, I would just keep quiet. This would be my standard reaction to those situations. Little did I know people I would look like an idiot doing that. I just couldn't stand it anymore, so I requested to be transfered to another department. A department where I didn't need to interact much with people. A more "behind the scenes" department.
"Frozen", I thought.
Woah, the boss guy was "hay l00k tis kid's mine wahaha".
Some days passed...
Somehow, my transfer failed. And it seems that my spot in my former department has been taken.
Basically, I'm in NO department.
Which all adds up to me being extremely screwed up. Not to mention confused.
I felt like someone just fired a shotgun up my arse.
Just got a call from my boss guy (or girl I should say). She said that I couldn't be accepted to the frozen department and that I could sign my resignation letter tomorrow at any time.
ALHAMDULLILAH, I screamed in my mind. It's Arabic for "Thank God".
No more troubles.
No more dread.
FROM THIS DAY ONWARDS, I SHALL LIVE LIFE LIKE HOW I LIKE IT.
EVEN IF IT INVOLVES BEING ABSOLUTELY USELESS.
EVEN IF PEOPLE CALL ME A CAVEMAN.
I'll be proud of it.
I just realised how whimpy and sensitive I can be. And how easily I can be brainwashed to something that's not best for me.
Heck, had my appeal to be transferred to triple science class been successful, I think I would be in deeper shit than I was in those deepshit days of mediocrity in Maths and well, just everything else. Thanks guys, for brainwashing me. =(
All I can say now is, I'm thankful that everything turned out okay for me (as it has always been) and I'm ever grateful to God for guiding me outta this mess.
For now, I'm just going with the flow. Whatever opportunities out there, I'll take it. I will just spend my time doing what I like and maybe developing my talents whatever they may be.
I shall make decisions based on how I feel about it. Not how other people will feel about me.
And I live happily ever after.
THE BLESSED END.
posted by Danny at
8:02 PM
