oh god. this journal still exists. not that it matters anyway. i thought it would be frozen from prolonged inactivity. 

here's a shout-out to all my 'lifejournal friends'

Hi! it's been more than a year and it's nice to see all of you again! :)

okay. this page is now officially dumped. byebye.

i am damn shag and super happy that i'm out of camp today. this has gotta be the best book-out ever.

being outfield, working non-stop and not sleeping at all for consecutive nights is torturous, physically and mentally draining.

digging digging and more digging. filling over 2000 sandbags throughout the entire night and then emptying them.

who the fuck does that? ME. or should i say us, the banglas of the army.

thank god its over.

oei. anyone wants to apply for SMU? apply together lehhh.


and and... happy birthday (way) in advance mel :))

i tend to think alot when i'm thrown into a situation i'm not comfortable with. Currently, i'm slowly dying from a very very poor state of financial health and i'm suffering the repercussions of a drying bank account. After engaging in self denial and desperately seeking solutions to no avail, i settled down and started to think. what the hell have i been spending on? and then i proceeded on to seek advice on how to be rich with crystal clear understanding that i may receive nothing even close to being of any use in return. but i asked anyway. and tadah!

"the strongest asset is our minds. if it's trained to see opportunities, it can create great wealth in a short amount of time. you can be rich only if you think rich and more importantly, only if you want to."


this reply activated tons of brain juice and i started thinking even further. i concluded that my personal winning formula and the reason behind why i usually excel in the things i do is because i follow rules and sometimes bend them to my advantage without actually breaking them. Every game i played, be it monopoly or mahjong or even blackjack, i made sure i knew the rules because rules define how to succeed at the game (apart from luck of course). However in the real world, rules can change spontaneously and being the inflexible me, my reluctance to change can turn my world upside down. very random, but i kinda forgot what i was thinking after this. hahah. er, i should prolly start a new para. 
 
I can't remember who i actually told this to (i remember telling a few), i'm proud to have made the decision to enter a poly (to a JC) although its for rather insignificant reasons. i liked autonomy and i hated the idea of uniforms. i liked the idea of being able to skip lectures like nobody's business and the entitlement to miss 2 lessons without MC or any valid reasons at all. Eh also, all 5 polys looked so much more inviting (in terms of infrastructure and architecture) than all the JCs in Singapore. hahaha super immature my thoughts, then. DONT JUDGE ME. 


Anyway, digressed too much already. One rule that everyone has probably heard before and is probably superglued to most 'zhang bei's' minds would be "if you study hard and do well in school, you can go to a good college, learn a profession, graduate, get a good job, make lots of money, and be successful in life". Well, to me then and now, i've never regretted getting into a poly because having a profession is not the only way to earn money especially for a greedy person like me, i want to make ALOT of money.  Having a job will certainly earn you a living, but working for a salary isn't the most effective path to being rich! So i'm glad i made a right decision and i'm more thankful to have parents that shared my views that skills are more important than text. Now i'm slightly more convinced that i'm halfway towards being successful because i tyco made a good decision at a young tender age.
 
i know that all these thoughts aren't gonna serve as an immediate solution to my current financial crisis but at least i have a semi-solid plan for my future.

i know i want to be rich, so all i have to do is to think rich! that's not too hard! go edwin! :))

bye world, i'm enlisting in a few hours' time.
See ya in a bit.

and.... i'm still counting down!!

goodnight :))

i found out something which totally pissed me off.
it happened quite some time ago so just get over it and move on with your damn life.
its not even YOUR business to start with. if i'm over it, why aren't you!?
i cant believe this. people just have to find something to talk about dont they?!
fuck off and get a life hypocritical bitches.
no need for names, you know who you are.

So my schedule for July 2009 is out. Just kill me please. Only 6 off days in a month. To make it worst, i'll have to work in both boutiques for this month. Ohwell, no point complaining, i'm paid to take these shit anyway.

On a sidenote, i recently went for a double degree appeal interview at ntu. Knowing that i kind of screwed it up, i still held some kind of hope that maybe i would stand a chance. Well, it appears that i dont. I was greeted this morning by a letter from ntu and it says

"Dear Mr Sia, We regret to inform you that the University Admissions Selection Committee has not shortlisted your application to the Nanyang Technological University (NTU) to read a programme in Economics and Accountancy (Double Degree, first year)........ I look forward to your enrolment into NTU Economics (First Year) and towards working closely with you to help you achieve your aspirations for the future."

I should have been more prepared, should have slept earlier and ate breakfast. I should have dressed up for it instead of going in sneakers, jeans and a jacket.  I should have spoke to someone before i went for the interview! (i dont know why but i was tongue tied on so many occasions!). hahaha. too bad for my parents then! (i think they wanted it more than i wanted it for myself). At least i saved up some university fees for them! haha.

On a random note. i'm really starting to dislike working on sundays cos i cant have lunch at a nearby place without having to smell like a foreign worker! wahleoehhh.... stop occupying seats without ordering and stop congesting traffic you bitches.

Ohoh, i thought it would be nice to share an interesting convo i had at work.

Convo 1:

Me to Asshole: Hi sir (who was looking at some jeans), how can i help you?
Asshole to Me: No you can't. so dont bother.
Me to Asshole: oh! sorry to bother you sir, i reckon you needed some help (mentally). **turned away and mumbled to myself "nbcbmotherfucker"**
Colleague to Me: eh xiao shen yi dian leh (speak softer leh), later he hear, you die.
Me to Colleague: Hear hear la. fucked up bitch.
(meanwhile his customer came out of the fitting room after trying on 10,000 jeans)
Colleague to Asshole #2: So hows it sir? which ones would you like to purchase?
Asshole #2 to Colleague: Oh, i wasn't intending on buying anything today. Thanks for your help anyway.
Colleague to Me: Wah!!! nbcb, fucked up asshole. try the whole shop alr dont want buy. (customer still making his way out of the shop)
Me to Colleague: shhhh!!! damn loud leh, later he hear you how?
Colleague to Me: Hear hear la, fucked up asshole.
Me to Colleague: Didn't i just say that?

There was a moment of silence and both of us burst into laughter.

With such colleagues, everything suddenly seemed so worthwhile. :))