Dear Friends,
As an employee of a reputable organisation, it is my great pleasure to share that after 10 years of serious consideration and careful planning, the management has finally allowed MSN to be downloaded into our laptops, to improve (mis)comunication in the workplace.
I am so proud that I am a part of this revolutionary movement.
Please msn me though we are not colleagues.
XOXO
Elaine
Friday, July 4, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunrise or Sunset
Sunrise is beautiful.
The radiant ball of red hues
illuminating the blue sky,
rising slowly above the horizon,
brightening the deep blue sea,
reflecting a fresh new start.
Sunset is romantic.
The fury ball of fire
disappearing purposefully below the horizon,
dimming the glaring daylight,
with intense red and orange,
to soothe the tired,
with one last ray of light before darkness.
I prefer the sunset.
Sunrise is superficial,
for those who are shrouded in unrealistic optimism.
Sunset is deep,
for the unrelenting, hopeful of the bleak future.
The radiant ball of red hues
illuminating the blue sky,
rising slowly above the horizon,
brightening the deep blue sea,
reflecting a fresh new start.
Sunset is romantic.
The fury ball of fire
disappearing purposefully below the horizon,
dimming the glaring daylight,
with intense red and orange,
to soothe the tired,
with one last ray of light before darkness.
I prefer the sunset.
Sunrise is superficial,
for those who are shrouded in unrealistic optimism.
Sunset is deep,
for the unrelenting, hopeful of the bleak future.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Promotion Day
I categorise the mini bus drivers into 2 groups:
1. The OK Unfriendlies
a. The middle-aged one
b. The white-haired old one
Both of them raise their left hands with passion to acknowledge the passengers' destination, do not shout at passengers and will ask if anyone wants to alight at a certain stop sometimes. But in my five months here, I have not seen them smile.
2. The Scary Rudies
a. The young fat one
b. The vampire looking one
c. The bespectacled middle-aged one
The young fat one shouted at me once when I flagged for 29A (that he was driving) instead of 29. He stopped the bus, turned to me with difficulty (cos' he is fat and his fat neck and big tummy got in his way) and shouted in Cantonese that I could not understand. Then, shut the door and sped off, leaving me in bewilderment.
First of all, the vampire-looking one really looks like a Chinese zombie. He has high cheek bones, sunken cheeks, dark eye-circles, sallow skin and thin. So, I already do not like him. He usually only raises his left hand quarter-heartedly to acknowledge the passengers' destination. Then, when I repeated myself once, he gave me the I-am-going-to-tear-you-apart look from the mirror.
My workplace is usually jammed with cars at a certain time. I am supposed to alight at a desserted mini-bus stop before the school, where I usually alight. On such a day (I was later than usual), I shouted for my destination (desserted bus stop). He looked into the mirror, shouted something in cantonese and made everyone in the bus look at me. I was so embarrassed.
Today, I am going to promote the vampire-looking one to Category 1 - The OK Unfriendlies. I discovered we had common enemy - The Angmos. He shouted at one today when that monkey pretended he did not know he had to queue. He slammed the door shut at his face several times when it persisted to get up the bus. He only opened the door to let another black-haired yellow-skinned man in.
Congratulation, Uncle!
1. The OK Unfriendlies
a. The middle-aged one
b. The white-haired old one
Both of them raise their left hands with passion to acknowledge the passengers' destination, do not shout at passengers and will ask if anyone wants to alight at a certain stop sometimes. But in my five months here, I have not seen them smile.
2. The Scary Rudies
a. The young fat one
b. The vampire looking one
c. The bespectacled middle-aged one
The young fat one shouted at me once when I flagged for 29A (that he was driving) instead of 29. He stopped the bus, turned to me with difficulty (cos' he is fat and his fat neck and big tummy got in his way) and shouted in Cantonese that I could not understand. Then, shut the door and sped off, leaving me in bewilderment.
First of all, the vampire-looking one really looks like a Chinese zombie. He has high cheek bones, sunken cheeks, dark eye-circles, sallow skin and thin. So, I already do not like him. He usually only raises his left hand quarter-heartedly to acknowledge the passengers' destination. Then, when I repeated myself once, he gave me the I-am-going-to-tear-you-apart look from the mirror.
My workplace is usually jammed with cars at a certain time. I am supposed to alight at a desserted mini-bus stop before the school, where I usually alight. On such a day (I was later than usual), I shouted for my destination (desserted bus stop). He looked into the mirror, shouted something in cantonese and made everyone in the bus look at me. I was so embarrassed.
Today, I am going to promote the vampire-looking one to Category 1 - The OK Unfriendlies. I discovered we had common enemy - The Angmos. He shouted at one today when that monkey pretended he did not know he had to queue. He slammed the door shut at his face several times when it persisted to get up the bus. He only opened the door to let another black-haired yellow-skinned man in.
Congratulation, Uncle!
Monday, June 9, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
Dry Wanton Mee
This is unbelievable!
I dreamt of the dry wanton mee with chilli last night,
and I woke up with a puddle of drool on my arm.
I miss the food at home.
I dreamt of the dry wanton mee with chilli last night,
and I woke up with a puddle of drool on my arm.
I miss the food at home.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Beef Hor Fun
I had a nightmare.
I dreamt
that I did not know
how to order beef hor fun.
After I ordered,
the auntie gave me beef rice.
I ordered again.
She gave me beef Ee-mee
I tried again.
I have the wrong type of hor fun.
It's a whiter one.
I was devastated!
I wanted to continue sleeping
to dream of eating the right hor fun
but I had to wake up
for school.
DARN!
I dreamt
that I did not know
how to order beef hor fun.
After I ordered,
the auntie gave me beef rice.
I ordered again.
She gave me beef Ee-mee
I tried again.
I have the wrong type of hor fun.
It's a whiter one.
I was devastated!
I wanted to continue sleeping
to dream of eating the right hor fun
but I had to wake up
for school.
DARN!
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Dissipation
One day,
she woke up with some itchy bumps
on her arms, legs and body.
She thought nothing much of them.
Then,
on the second day,
she woke up with more itchy bumps.
This time,
they were bigger.
She got worried but
expected them to clear in a few days time.
She was disturbed
when the swellings threatened to smother her
on the third day.
Even the doctor could not help her.
On the fourth night,
she jerked out of sleep
when she felt a horde of hairy crawlies
worming all over her.
She gave a long, loud, piercing cry of help.
The horrifying scene was beyond her wildest imagination.
No one knew what happened that night.
They only found a spotless skeleton laid neatly on her bed.
she woke up with some itchy bumps
on her arms, legs and body.
She thought nothing much of them.
Then,
on the second day,
she woke up with more itchy bumps.
This time,
they were bigger.
She got worried but
expected them to clear in a few days time.
She was disturbed
when the swellings threatened to smother her
on the third day.
Even the doctor could not help her.
On the fourth night,
she jerked out of sleep
when she felt a horde of hairy crawlies
worming all over her.
She gave a long, loud, piercing cry of help.
The horrifying scene was beyond her wildest imagination.
No one knew what happened that night.
They only found a spotless skeleton laid neatly on her bed.
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