Stress-Buster

Today, I will share my simple method of relieving the tension-compression action of everyday life.


My latest precious little cutie. M.A.C Fafi lippie.

Another precious little cutie. M.A.C Fafi lipglass.

Finally, the M.A.C Heirloom brush set.

OOooooh....this is how I reward myself. However, these are not the only rewards I have given myself. Teehee! Today I am in the mood to show off my M.A.C collection. Next time when I feel like it, we will get to see my Anna Sui and Shu Uemura cosmetics collection.

Dear readers, some of you might feel shocked at the rate of my extravagant splurging. But I assure you, if I cannot do this, if I am restrained from this, it is possible to go insane.(Please refer to the entry "Obnoxious" for more details.*ewah...macam marketing some kind of product plak!*)

Despite the splurging, I did manage to save up. It all depends on the financial planning. Another valuable knowledge to acquire. Dear readers, this might come as a second jolt of shock for this entry. "What? She saves?", or something like that. However, it is quite long to elaborate in this entry and therefore I will touch this subject in a later entry.

In the meantime, feast your eyes on the fantabulous cuties!~

4-Hour Courage Equation

Dear readers. Today, I had an important task. I wanted to ask one measly question. I took four hours to gather up about 73% of courage. I took three minutes to ask the question. I received two minutes worth of answer.

Obnoxious

Good day dear readers. Today I feel compelled to share a slice of the many grotesque occurrences in my daily existence.

Have you ever met anyone so utterly obnoxious? So incomprehensibly obnoxious, it makes your brows twitch with disapproval? So horrendously obnoxious, it makes your hair curl with disdain. So sublimely obnoxious, it gives you goosebumps fueled by scorn.

If such questions were to be directed to me, I would answer "YES" to every single one of them. Most of my days in training are also spent in training to dodge this obnoxious bully, apart from training to become an engineer one day. Each attack was handled pretty well. Except in one or two cases in which the bullying has escalated to obscene magnitudes, of course things got somewhat ugly.

Dear readers, if all the browbeating and pushing-around endured were to be recorded it would be endless. But fortunately, (or not) I will only write about the worst encounter. Once, during a regular Friday afternoon, I was having 'tapau'ed lunch in the office with the usual group. All of a sudden, this obnoxious creature came into the picture. The creature joked around, horsed around, jumped around. I don't give a hoot about it. I just went on with my lunch until it was time for the best part of lunch : dessert.

Oh yes readers. I had cendol for dessert. Scrumptious, icy-cold cendol. It was heavenly. It WAS. Until the creature tossed murukku into my cendol. Please note that I only had four spoons of cendol before it was ruined. Gone. Nada. Squat. Zero. Sifar. No more cendol.

I was absolutely furious. Every fiber of me burned with violent rage. Err... and I sort of attacked this creature. It was a spur of the moment reflex-action. Not proud to admit this. But you would probably do the same. The pain I endured. I felt rage drowning a large section of my brain and oozing out my ears in cascading red waves.

I must have likened the creature to Gollum. The creature and Gollum bear many similar qualities in many ways. The creature is not Gollum, of course. The creature is a person. An educated one too. *hinthintcanyouguesstheoccupation*

Not-So-Solemn Second Post

Hello dear readers. It seems that without advertising, some friends have succeeded in finding this solemn little blog in the ocean that is the internet. You are all very, very, viciously clever.

Thank you dear friends. I apologize for not updating for almost a month. However, in my absence, I have accumulated a fair amount trials and tribulations that I would be happy to spew out in the wide world that is the internet for all to see.( Please note the hyperbolic and exaggerated tone. It adds more drama, don't you think?)

I'm really addicted to shoes and make-up and books. That is the kind of person I am. However I cannot comprehend why the tone of my entries are always so....monotonous. I would like to portray myself as colourful, or bubbly, well okay, maybe not bubbly. (Me? Bubbly? I am about as friendly as a table lamp.) Yes, dear readers. You are now within the territory of a peculiar person.Please continue visiting this tiny little space on the web.

Solemn First Post

I was required to check a sewerage design calculations. Ah...just checking...should be less complicated than the messy ordeal with the pipe drain, (in which I will not elaborate here. Too messy.)

Or so I thought.

Without any explanation, I ventured out on my own. Pumped up and full of spirit. Suddenly in the spreadsheet, it says "Refer to Table A1". Hmm. It is not known where this table originated from. It's just...there. Not losing faith in myself, I went to hunt for the said table and found it by accident. Carelessly stuck with a thumbtack on somebody's softboard. So there it is. I got it photocopied.

After that I studied the calculations for awhile. To make sense of it all. Apparently, I could only register the PE part. The rest of it? No idea. Okay, maybe I do have some inkling. A tiny little speck of inkling.

Now dear readers, you must be suggestively thinking right now : "Duh! You can just ASK..."
Yes, dear readers. I can hear your clever thoughts. But that is not how things work in my universe. I don't mind being labelled stupid. All interns are stupid (That's why internships are invented, you stupid brainless lowlife.) Ehem.*forgivethestronglanguagecoughcough* Yes, if only people's minds are less scheming/polluted/(enter-preferred-term-here).

Challenges. You get a lot of this throughout life. Even if you don't want to, when you look back, there's always plenty of 'em to ponder on.ignorance is bliss.

Life might be fun and games when you are young. How long do you expect the party to last? It is time to face the music. I find the whole idea of internship as...amusing. Not to mention thought-provoking as well. Apart from viewing life from a different perspective, I also learned many things.

Great many things.
Even things I would rather not know until I'm at least 80 years old.