Entries for March, 2008
March 1st, 2008
POSTED AT 11:03 PM Of today: I scrapped the skin off my knuckle. Wait, not knuckle. Finger joint. Whatever. Sigh I've got an aching knee bone and thighs, and it's all Oliver's fault. It's Dih Haw's and Lay Hoon's birthdays! Happy birthday! I shook hands with a politician and the only thing I thought was "go away, I'm eating." I'm already sick of all this discussion about politics. Sorry. Of last week: Stupid idiot consol accounts and long forms. I do think long forms are something I like to do. Only not when you need to get like seven or eight done in two or three days. And there's no feasible way of getting any commentaries out because you don't have the proper accounts / AWPs / information for the past 5 years. Of the coming week: Consols again. Sigh. And I need to get that balance sheet tied by Monday. And apparently I'm on duty again tomorrow morning. Although it's not on the roster. talk to me!
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March 4th, 2008
hm! POSTED AT 09:42 PM I often process information on a "need-to-know" basis. In this particular situation, I'm thinking, do I need to know this? And still, the answer is no. So maybe you would like to enlighten me on why I should. --- I'm backlogging and bottlenecking. This is not good. I need another pair of arms and eyes and brains. Sometimes, I doubt I will make it to senior-ship. And I haven't even reached two years yet. --- this is your life, are you who you want to be? No. Argh. *runs away screaming* --- I'll love you forever if you JUST GIVE ME MORE SUGAR! |
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March 8th, 2008
New Malaysian Essays 2! POSTED AT 03:53 PM Taken from Writing by Amir:
Matahari Books seeks entries for New Malaysian Essays 2! Ooh. Exciting! But I need to start work on the 25th anniv first. Sigh. |
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March 9th, 2008
on the elections and the results thereof: POSTED AT 12:07 AM to quote KK, "pathetic.... *nods head in agreement* |
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March 9th, 2008
anna... POSTED AT 03:17 PM NEEDS TO MOVE HER BIG FAT BUM. I positively hate the idea that I have work hanging over me on a nice, sleepy Sunday afternoon. It's like being back in the old school days when you wake up on Sunday and go "oh die. I haven't done my homework yet." Bummer. But work isn't my life and it shouldn't be yours too! Now, I just gotta go and do some stuff. So that I can watch Sweeney Todd on DVD later. (The story of my life: back in high school I used to say that I need to finish up my add maths homework so that I can go home and read story books! but it's good motivation, hey?) |
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March 11th, 2008
of many things POSTED AT 11:01 PM I'm addicted to Facebook's Puzzle bee. It's been a crazy week. There was this HUGE gigantic problem with my car insurance payment, but that's kind of settled (I think) and Maybank will be refunding my cash - though they say it may take up to 2 weeks! Yeesh!! Finally managed to "clear" some files - but there are still many more outstanding! *cry* And I finally watched Sweeney Todd! It was kind of... okay. A little grossish, and the songs are alright, but not that catchy. It often feels like they have too many words and syllables to fit into one bar of song. Mmm... and Script Frenzy starts on April 1st. Any one game? Sorry, I'm not lucid enough to really blog about anything, but if you want to hear my stupid-insurance story as well as the idiot-manager story, you can always ask me. Hehe. :D
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March 14th, 2008
Who? POSTED AT 12:43 AM I think Dr Seuss is a genius! Just watched Horton Hears A Who, and it's a brilliant show! Even though he's supposedly a "children's" writer... I think it's much much much much harder to write a brilliant, rhyming, funny Dr Seuss-type poem... than to write a novel! He's so definitely on the list of writers I want to write like. These currently include:
Bleh. Why are all of them guys? Also, as you can see... I'm so heavily biased towards fantasy stories. =/ Muahahahaha. At any rate: 30 days. 100 pages. April. (I like the part where it says: You must, at some point, have ridiculous amounts of fun.) --- Congrats DAVID!!! I'm still busy telling everyone what a genius you are. :D |
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March 16th, 2008
ppp POSTED AT 10:50 PM Why is it... that when I need to get money... payperpost doesn't have any open opps? Another push... Script Frenzy! April! Get cranking! Also, are you Chinese? Write in! |
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March 20th, 2008
GoodSearch POSTED AT 08:42 AM Now here's an interesting thing: An effort powered by Yahoo!, GoodSearch.com allows you to search online... and donate to your favourite cause. So every time you search the Internet or make an online purchase at a partner merchants (not like I purchase anything online, GoodSearch makes a donation to your charity / cause of choice! Mmm... I'm GoodSearching for the Office of Letters & Light. That's like y'know, for NaNoWriMo and Script Frenzy. Be-cause, everyone should have a chance to write! Lol. |
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March 20th, 2008
March 21st, 2008
another boring update POSTED AT 12:47 PM The solitary life... was not so solitary yesterday. Spent about half the day with the KDU bunch (and etc. etc.) practicing for Monday and lunch... then bummed about (boring yeah, I was supposed to be doing laundry and such, but I got stuck... on puzzle bee) until my vox class. Managed to meet up with Bernard for dinner! That fellow came to Penang stealth-class and I didn't know it until he suddenly messaged on MSN. Sorry la, my fault too because I haven't been blog surfing. Then we picked up Yuen Thern and dropped by Batu Ferringhi because Yuen Thern wanted to buy DVDs. And that was the only remotely bloggable thing about my life recently. Because I have been doing nothing but working and sleeping and stressing and wanting to kill two certain irresponsible idiots who herewith are not my friends anymore. LOL. I'm on leave until Monday, and I have this vague idea of having to do some catch-up work over the weekend, which is being replaced by addiction of computer-facebook-puzzlebee-blog-chat and all that. Am currently one-third of the way through The Pursuit of Happiness by Douglas Kennedy, which I started this morning at about... 11 maybe. Late ten-ish. I'm doing the reading in between waiting for this idiot computer to stop jamming up. It's a good read, so far. Maybe will do a review, if I feel like it. Maybe I should start writing if I do want to get into those two compilations previously "adverted" here. Or maybe not. Anyway, time's catching up and I think I want lunch, and maybe a haircut, and I think I'll drop by Evangel to see if the CDs I want are available (highly doubt it, but why not check anyway?) M. And that's another boring day. Haha. And if you haven't heard already, boring = having things to do but not wanting to do them. |
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March 21st, 2008
I: Friday, the Crucifixion POSTED AT 09:26 PM MAN: Oh God, what have we done? What have we done? Did we do that? No, we didn’t, did we? Oh, dear God, we did. How could it have come to this? We were his disciples… his family… his friends. And we deserted him in his hour of need. What were we doing? Sleeping! Sleeping while that traitor Judas came with his mob of priests and centurions. And then we ran away. Now to see him there… to see him hanging… Is he dead yet? Oh no, he’s not… He still speaks… he’s saying something. Shh… I can’t hear! My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? God has forsaken him! How can God forsake him? Isn’t he the Son of God? What have we done? Oh, what have we done? Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do… Oh, forgive us, forgive us! We deserted you in your hour of need. We… I… betrayed you. Oh coward! I ran away! And I call myself your friend! Oh, I could hate myself. It is finished? Oh it is finished! He is dead! What a terrible calamity. He said it before, didn’t he? Jesus said it… he would rise… he would rise from the dead. Do you believe it? I don’t know if I do. Oh, we will have to wait and see… wait and see. --- Do you remember? Good Friday, but nothing good about it, except in hindsight. In the heat of the moment, we watched, aghast, as the one hope we had, the one dream we thought was real, seemed to be shattered. Dashed. Scattered. And we, his disciples, were found faithless. Imagine you were one of us. Yes, now you know the full story, you know the end. You've had a peek into the mystery. But just imagine, that you were one of us. And you didn't know. Everything was being played out in front of your eyes. The crowds, the anger, the tension, the pain, the fear. And in the midst of it all, Him and that unbearable calm! Then suddenly, that peace and serenity being broken by the harsh cry of abandonment. We didn't understand. We couldn't. It was too much for us, and so we ran. It was a sudden, unexpected defeat. The enemy was leering at us in our faces, and we didn't know what to do. How could we? In fear, we cursed the darkness, and that culmination of it, Judas. If only, if only, if only. But it had all happened, and now there was nothing to do, except to silently, grievously lay him in that tomb. We banded together, because we didn't know who else to turn to. In those three years, we had become everything to each other. And now, we were one short because he had broken faith and brought all this to pass. It seemed the end. |
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March 22nd, 2008
Saturday: the hopelessness POSTED AT 07:31 PM WOMAN Why did you do it? Why? He wasn’t condemning you – he wouldn’t have. He was sad, angry – I don’t know! He knew you were going to betray him. But he wouldn’t have condemned you, would he? Why couldn’t you have waited? Just waited? There would have been hope then. To forgive. He came to forgive. But you couldn’t wait, could you? Things didn’t turn out the way you wanted, the way you thought it would be so you just killed yourself. Typical. You’re a coward, you know that, Judas? A coward! Can’t face up to your own wrongs! You wanted a king. You wanted a conqueror. Did you think that by turning him over he would rise up and fulfill your own dreams? Oh, stupid Judas. Now I stand here, over your unmarked grave, with this stupid bunch of flowers. I’m alone here, do you hear me? Because you, you selfish, silly Judas, were too blind to see. Goodbye, Judas. It’s too late now.
--- It's difficult, you know that? Living with a past that you can't change. Having to face up to the decisions and choices you made, right or wrong. Because life always throws you a curveball when you think it's going to go right. Because I've found that nothing in life ever goes right. We thought Jesus would be the Messiah, the one to save us from the Roman infiltration. We pinned our hopes on having a Conqueror-King, like David of old. We didn't know that we'd gotten everything wrong. I loved Jesus, as a hope. As a way out. As a future. But I loved Judas as a lover, as the one who would provide. Judas didn't understand that. He wanted Jesus to be King, of the world, maybe, but for me to leave him alone. What does a woman have to do with state affairs? So let him rule. He thought he knew what he was doing. He thought it would work like every other rebellion and coupe. He wanted to force the issue, to make it work. The authorities were baying for his blood. But it didn't work that way. They crucified him. And Judas, moral coward that he is, killed himself. Where does that leave me? Nowhere. So I have to live with the fact that the man I loved betrayed the man I hoped on. And both of them are gone. But tears are unbecoming, so I shall move on, and hope to see tomorrow. Because tomorrow is the only thing I can count on. |
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March 23rd, 2008
Sunday: the Resurrection POSTED AT 04:16 PM WOMAN I saw him. I saw him! I saw him and he’s alive! Oh, don’t tell me it’s a dream – don’t! I saw him with my own eyes. Just as he had always been. Scarred, but it was him! He was alive. I don’t understand it. Oh, Judas, if only you’d waited! You’d have seen him alive! What you did wouldn’t have mattered! He’s alive! Oh, I saw him! And he looked into my eyes and said he loved me still! I saw him, do you hear me? I saw him! Oh, if only you’d stayed alive to see this day. He would have taken you back, I think. He would have. Now I’d never know. You missed out. I miss you. Oh, but he’s alive!
MAN What’s that? Alive? How… What… He’s alive! It was true. How could I have doubted? Oh, silly me. Silly me! I ran away – but I’ll run back now. I’ll run back! Where is he? Tell me where he is! I want to see him… I want to hug him… I want to kiss him… Oh dear God, I want to tell him I’m sorry. I’m so sorry! How could I have run away? How could I have been so stupid? Will he take me back now? He said he would rise. He said… Oh, I’m so sorry. Where is he? Where is he? Tell me where he is! Oh, he’s calling me! I’m coming, Jesus! I’m coming!
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March 24th, 2008
pre-production jitters POSTED AT 09:53 AM in thoughts To tell you the truth, I am afraid. Afraid that things won't work out, that things get messed up, that no one understands what I am trying to say. But in the end it's not what i am trying to say. It's what God is trying to do. So I'll try to remember that even if i don't see the response i hope for, or even if things don't go well, in the end, what God has planned for will have been accomplished. It may not be the immediate saving of a soul, or the dramatic changing of a life. It could just be an awakening of the spirit, uncalled for and unnoticed, or it could be just a change in the atmosphere of the CF. I don't know, and I don't presume to know. But I'll trust and hope that whatever it is, there has been an impact somewhere. Because God's Word does not return to Him void. Feeling: stressed |
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March 24th, 2008
post production POSTED AT 05:05 PM
There... and everyone's happy. Biggie thanks to my actors: Clarene, Joshua & Mark Biggie thanks to my dancers cum emergency choreographers: Janine, Abigail, Fiona & Nelly Biggie thanks to Unc Weng Cheang & Dr Chong (whom I didn't meet) but who invited us to come... ALSO... biggie thanks to Mia & Amanda on the projector, Benjamin on the sound, the unnamed Mr(s) who set up the sound, projector, fans, chairs, etc. And humongous thanks to God... because it's over. |
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March 24th, 2008
*guilty* POSTED AT 11:30 PM I have managed to spend RM176 on 16 books within one month (14 within one weekend and 2 about a week or so before), list as follows, struck off where read: 1. 2. The Impressionist by Hari Kunzru - RM 15 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. Shadow of the Giant by Orson Scott Card (book 4, Ender's Shadow series) - RM15 10. 11. The Falls by Ian Rankin - RM8 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. Yes, and I will edit this with dates and times, so that you can track my progress. Teehee. |
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March 25th, 2008
self-psych talk POSTED AT 09:53 PM I am... procrastinating. Tomorrow... I need to buck up and work hard. Tomorrow... will be very productive! I will accomplish a lot of things tomorrow. I will wake up early tomorrow. I will feel good about myself tomorrow. On an aside, what does "complicated" imply? On another aside, can I not bother about the mess? And tomorrow, I will have home cooked food. I hope. |
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March 26th, 2008
news! POSTED AT 11:44 PM The event was added on my facebook... so I went along to the site and took a screen shot... Apparently tickets are to be sold at only RM20?!?!?!?! Oh yes, happiest of birthdays to Wen Ping! |
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March 27th, 2008
on work. POSTED AT 07:01 PM I went home on time today, and a colleague commented, saying that I was "so lucky". I told her that it was just that I have learnt to have some healthy disregard for work in order to maintain my sanity. In other words, I'm plain lazy. On telling Phyllis though, she said it had nothing to do with laziness, and everything to do with time management, and what right does she have to act so busy as if everyone else isn't? Which is true, because when I'm busy I don't broadcast it. And when things need to be done, you just get it done. Everyone's busy. It isn't only you. But yes, to survive at work, you must have enough perfectionism to do your job well, but just enough disregard to not let it bother you when you go home for dinner. Otherwise, you'll either have very bad performance reviews or you'll always be in the office. Balance. That's the word. |
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March 28th, 2008
ramblings POSTED AT 09:17 PM Since Abigail has done such a good job blogging about the KDU Easter event... I shall direct you all to visit the entry here. Muahahahahaa. And and and... next week... my job is at Bayview Hotel Langkawi! Yay!! If I had a really interesting job, I would blog about it. Unfortunately, my job isn't really that interesting. (Still... Bayview... muahahaha) The only vaguely interesting thing about it is... the people. Unfortunately, at this point of time, struggling as I am to be able to understand a whole bunch of petty-minded Chinese-ed (no offence), uber-politikal juniors, you would only get a barrage of complaints as to how irritatingly childish and irresponsible they are. So at this point of time... the only thing I can blog about is... nothing. If I felt so inclined, I could give you reviews of all the lovely books I've been reading, but I'm a little too busy reading them to review them. At any rate, I should pack, but I'm not inclined to, so I shall probably finish off a few puzzles at Facebook and then retire to polish off another book. Ah, is it off-peak yet? *looks around and shrugs* Reading: the moving finger - agatha christie Feeling: cheerful |
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March 29th, 2008
oh, politik POSTED AT 11:36 AM Stumbled upon this at Edward Ling's blog: Pesanan Khas untuk Orang Melayu di Pulau Pinang. Well-written piece, though I struggled a bit with my rusty BM and his Malay "slang". I liked his conclusion which said:
The governments should be afraid of the people? Mm. Yes. |
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