Monday, March 31, 2008
how to get interviewed the chim way.
if one were to grovel at the foot of a million dollar cooperation, he is indeed ready for anything in the world. he has to first be cognizant towards the history of the company like how a prestidigitation act is carried out by a professional illusionist. but it is not all about just knowledge in your head, but how one can make use of their loquacious talents to excute their intelligence. loquacious, not being logorrhea. then you're excution has to be maifested in a way which will leave the interviewer giving you a standing ovation. another tip always to remain placid yet fanciful for creativity always unlocks the eyes of the bosses. if ever trapped with an odd question, try to be ratiocinate with your answers. when all goes well, your approval from them will sound like a psalmody by the choirs of angels echoing down the hallways into your office.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/31/2008 02:18:00 pm
YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL
YOUR GUARDIAN ANGELWhen I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm stronger I've figured out
How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
It's ok. It's ok. It's ok.
Seasons are changing
And waves are crashing
And stars are falling all for us
Days grow longer and nights grow shorter
I can show you I'll be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Cuz you're my, you're my, my true love, my whole heart
Please don't throw that away
Cuz I'm here for you
Please don't walk away,
Please tell me you'll stay, stay
Use me as you will
Pull my strings just for a thrill
And I know I'll be ok
Though my skies are turning gray
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/31/2008 01:17:00 am
moving with tide
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/31/2008 01:06:00 am
Thursday, March 27, 2008
mind games
it's ok when the sky turns blue
it's ok when the sea is green
it's ok when my eyes turn red
but it's not ok when i do something about it
it's ok when i'm treated like shit
it's ok when branding come thrashing at me
it's ok when people get angry
but it's not ok when i do the same
it's ok for people to get furious
it's ok for people to be annoying
it's ok for people to be sarcastic
but it's never ok for me to feel this way
it's ok to cover up
it's ok to cry
just show ur own weakness to the world
that your filled with lies
play this game of torture
play this game of fun
hide beneathe the curtain
and destroy your life away....
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/27/2008 09:09:00 am
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
WHY I LOVE MY JOB
WHY I LOVE MY JOBI HAVE TO USE CAPS TO TYPE.
IT MAKES ME SEEM HAPPY, ANGRY AND WANNA FIGHT
THOUGH I GET BORED PRETTY OFTEN
ITS LIKE A LEARNING LESSON
I GET TO USE HOTKEYS AND SHORTCUTS
WHICH WHEN I FINISH FAST, THEY THINK IM NUTS
SERIOUSLY, GOOD PAY REQUIRES EFFICIENCY
PROMOTION TO EEC IS SOMETHING I DO SEE
ALL THE ATTENTION FOCUSED ON ME
COS I DRESS IN SHIRTS, BLAZERS AND NOT TEES
I SWEAR I FINISH MY WORK DAMN FAST
THOUGH MY STAMINA, I DOUBT WILL LAST
HERE I AM CHATTING ON MSN
WHILE FOR OTHERS COMS, IT WAS THE END
THE OFFICE IS SO OPEN WITH GLASS ALL OVER
NO ONE CAN BE WILD, BUT SOBER
I LOVE TAKING THE HOT CHOCOLATE HERE
CAUSE THE BOSSES GODSON IS SOMETHING PROB EVERYONE FEARS
OK, I HAD ENOUGH OF THIS FOOLISH CHATTER
BOREDOM KILLS, SO DON'T WORK FOREVER.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/26/2008 03:19:00 pm
bored at work
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/26/2008 09:13:00 am
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
let love lead the way
Part of me cries.
Part of me wants to question why.
Why is there joy?
Why is there pain?
Why is there sunshine then the rain?
One day you're here.
Next you are gone.
No matter what we must go on.
Just keep the faith.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/25/2008 11:53:00 pm
PENIS AND VAGINA
I the Pen * s,
hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:
I do physical labor.
I work at great depths.
I plunge headfirst into everything I do.
I do not get weekends or public holidays off.
I work in a damp environment.
I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.
I work in high temperatures.
My work exposes me to contagious diseases.
Sincerely, P. Niss
The Response:
Dear Pen!s:
After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:
You do not work 8 hours straight.
You fall asleep after brief work periods.
You do not always follow the orders of the management team.
You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations.
You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working. You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.
You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the correct protective clothing.
You will retire well before you are 65.
You are unable to work double shifts.
You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task.
And if that were not all, you have been seen constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious-looking bags.
Sincerely, V. Gina
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/25/2008 11:44:00 pm
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
P2 not fun!
P2 not FUN!http://wesleykow.blogspot.com/
I swear I can't be in a group with domineering members who do not want to hear anything from you. You sometimes feel like crashing their heads on the screen. Why so up tight, they ask. It's them of course.
Anyway, while sitting in the audio room with Kym. we decided to do something stupid. Kym was the behind set, i was infront. Go take a look. Worth the watch. I think this is the only fun moment we had in the whole module.
do tag the tagboard there. thanks.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/19/2008 01:34:00 am
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Nic's Bday Surprise
Today was nic's surprise bday party. I designed the picture on her cake. cool eh? HAHA...
Her party was pretty small as compared to mine. but still it was ok. I spent the whole afternoon doing the decor with stephanie, except for the balloons which she blew till it was super huge.
During the party, J. said the cruelest of cruel thing to me. She said i looked like the American idol who got kicked out. as quoted, "the gay one". like... WTF. she looks like the american idol too. the one who never had the chance to get in. bleah... pissed... i faked laugh and walked off. Btw, this ain't the first time something like this came out from her.
Half of the party was spent upstairs. Colin came over to stay tt night. He made my night less pissed off. seriously. it was probably god sent. We spoke about all the random things in the world. sometimes, it's good to have someone who cares for you....
party ended at 10plus.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/15/2008 01:42:00 am
do i have a say?
DO I HAVE A SAY?I'm your maid, driver and storybook
but not your friend
this whole mumbo jumbo of making use of
is getting old, boring and annoying
"wes wanna come out with us?"
"ok"
"can pick us up?"
who in the hell you think you are?
the only point in me going is free transport
what do i get back in return?
nothing.
im expected to pick ppl up
im expected to be there pronto for ppl
but then, where r ya'll when i need ya'll?
vanished.
this 2nd class of use-making
for i shan't say friendship
has reached a sky high
hitting the daily prophet with a 100% mark of anger
every one wants to know my life?
you can't deny it, for you are the person reading my blog
but when i want to know yours too...
KPO, busybody, he wants to know everything
is thrown back at me
yes indeed i am
but are u denying u arent?
wake up from this dream of yours
tt everyone else is a KPO but you
then i dun feel like telling, or telling others is better
next time, think before you say
and if you don't wish to share your life, don't bother knowing others.
ok fine.... wad do i get back in return
backstabs, lies and bitching
"you noe wad? wesley is this... wesley is tt"
this whole jim bang about branding
he is so gay
his dressing so gay
you're an idiot
you got no tact
you are never serious
want the serious side of me now?
here it is!
i may seem stupid,
but im not tt stupid
and definitely i am not deaf.
don't bother trying
don't bother helping
everything is so 1 sided
friendships, relationships and generalisation
you hell dunno how much angst this post involves
yet there is no use of fuck, chee bais, and any other words
does anger have to always involve vulgarities?
imagine if i didn't have a car
will my friends be inviting me out more often?
what does your conscience say?
its better to go against your conscience sometimes
saves me a hell load of petrol and time
and hopefully ill have more time for my family and gf.
3 splits living in a body,
and ppl complain with 1 split in a body
live my life
embrace it
i don't shout
i have control
do you?
sometimes, the no. of friends deteriorate but the no. of peers increase. ironic.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/15/2008 01:10:00 am
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
random editing
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/12/2008 08:08:00 pm
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
HOW TO BE ANNOYING(http://zoocow.com/jokes/)
HOW TO BE ANNOYING(http://zoocow.com/jokes/)Adjust the tint on your tv so that all the people are green, and insist to others that you “like it that way”.
Drum on every available surface.
Sing the Batman theme incessantly.
Staple papers in the middle of the page.
Ask 800 operators for dates.
Produce a rental video consisting entirely of dire FBI copy warnings.
Sew anti-theft detector strips into people’s backpacks.
Hide dairy products in inaccessible places.
Write the surprise ending to a novel on its first page.
Specify that your drive-through order is “to go”.
Set alarms for random times.
Learn Morse code, and have conversations with friends in public consisting entirely of “Beeeep Bip Bip Beeeep Bip…”
Buy large quantities of mint dental floss just to lick the flavor off.
Order a side of pork rinds with your filet mignon.
Leave your Nine Inch Nails tape in Great Uncle Ed’s stereo, with the volume properly adjusted.
Publicly investigate just how slowly you can make a “croaking” noise.
Honk and wave to strangers.
Dress only in clothes colored Hunter’s Orange.
Change channels five minutes before the end of every show.
Tape pieces of “Sweating to the Oldies” over climactic parts of rental movies.
Wear your pants backwards.
Decline to be seated at a restaurant, and simply eat their complementary mints by the cash register.
Begin all your sentences with “ooh la la!”
Rouse your roommates from slumber each morning with Lou Reed’s “Metal Machine Music”.
Leave someones printer in compressed-italic-cyrillic-landscape mode.
ONLY TYPE IN UPPERCASE.
only type in lowercase.
dont use any punctuation either
Buy a large quantity of orange traffic cones and reroute whole streets.
Pay for your dinner with pennies.
Tie jingle bells to all your clothes.
Repeat everything someone says, as a question.
Write “X - BURIED TREASURE” in random spots on all of someone’s roadmaps.
Inform everyone you meet of your personal Kennedy assasination/UFO/OJ Simpson conspiracy theories.
Repeat the following conversation a dozen times: “Do you hear that?” “What?” “Never mind, it’s gone now.”
Light road flares on a birthday cake.
Wander around the restaurant, asking other diners for their parsley.
Leave tips in Bolivian currency.
Demand that everyone address you as “Conquistador”.
Push all the flat Lego pieces together tightly.
At the laundromat, use one dryer for each of your socks.
When Christmas carolling, sing “Jingle Bells, Batman smells” until physically restrained.
Wear a cape that says “Magnificent One”.
As much as possible, skip rather than walk.
Stand over someone’s shoulder, mumbling, as they read.
Finish the 99 bottles of beer song.
Sing the “This is the song that never ends…” song. (Ya know, Lamb Chops?)
Leave your turn signal on for fifty miles.
Pretend your mouse is a CB radio, and talk to it.
Try playing the William Tell Overture by tapping on the bottom of your chin. When nearly done, announce “no, wait, I messed it up”, and repeat.
Drive half a block.
Name your dog “Dog”.
Inform others that they exist only in your imagination.
Reply to everything someone says with “that’s what YOU think.”
Lick the filling out of all the Oreos, and place the cookie parts back in the tray.
Cultivate a Norwegian accent. If Norwegian, affect a Southern Drawl.
Forget the punchline to a long joke, but assure the listener it was a “real hoot”.
Routinely handcuff yourself to furniture, informing the curious that you don’t want to fall off “in case the big one comes”.
Follow a few paces behind someone, spraying everything they touch with a can of Lysol.
Deliberately hum songs that will remain lodged in co-workers’ brains, such as “Feliz Navidad”, the Archies’ “Sugar” or the Mr. Rogers theme song.
While making presentations, occasionally bob your head like a parakeet.
Lie obviously about trivial things such as the time of day.
Make beeping noises when a person backs up.
Leave your Christmas lights up and lit until September.
Change your name to John Aaaaasmith for the great glory of being first in the phone book. Claim it’s a Hawaiian name, and demand that people pronounce each A.
Sit in your front yard pointing a hair dryer at passing cars to see if they slow down.
Chew on pens that you’ve borrowed.
Invent nonsense computer jargon in conversations, and see if people play along to avoid the appearance of ignorance.
Wear a LOT of cologne.
Ask to “interface” with someone.
Listen to 33rpm records at 45rpm speed, and claim the faster speed is necessary because of your “superior mental processing”.
Sing along at the opera.
Mow your lawn with scissors.
At a golf tournament, chant “swing-batatatatatata-suhWING-batter!”
Finish all your sentences with the words “in accordance with prophesy”.
Ask the waitress for an extra seat for your “imaginary friend”.
Go to a poetry recital and ask why each poem doesn’t rhyme.
Ask your co-workers mysterious questions, and scribble their answers in a notebook. Mutter something about “psychological profiles”.
Incessantly recite annoying phrases, such as “sticky wicket isn’t cricket.”
Stare at static on the tv and claim you can see a “magic picture”.
Select the same song on the jukebox fifty times.
Scuff your feet on a dry, shaggy carpet and seek out victims.
Do not add any inflection to the end of your sentences, producing awkward silences with the impression that you’ll be saying more any moment.
Never make eye contact.
Never break eye contact.
Signal that a conversation is over by clamping your hands over your ears.
Construct elaborate “crop circles” in your front lawn.
Construct your own pretend “tricorder”, and “scan” people with it, announcing the results.
Give a play-by-play account of a person’s every action in a nasal Howard Cossell voice.
Holler random numbers while someone is counting.
Make appointments for the 31st of September.
Invite lots of people to other people’s parties.
Send fifty copies of this list to everyone you know.
Posted by Alexander Thaddeus Kow at 3/05/2008 01:49:00 am
Saturday, March 01, 2008
HYPOCRACY
and it's filled with people who are filled with shit!
And the vermin of the world inhabit it!