Tuesday, May 24, 2005

I lose my cool (Part 1)

I felt like slapping someone lastnight. It was very rare for me to lose my temper while I’m with my group of drinking friends, but the KJ at this frd’s pub has really gone too far off her limits. Some drunken customers requested songs but wrote my table number instead. And despite telling her UMPTEENTH times, she kept insisting that I WAS THE ONE who farking wrote the request. And to make it worst, the number is a 7 that looked like a 2. Of course being me, I just laughed and joked with her that maybe it’s her that cannot read numbers as she was DRINKING, having FUN while WORKING!!! Minutes later, she actually bring the farking request over to my table and make a big hoohaa. Saying that she don’t like it when ppl tell her that she can’t read… WTF??? I’m the paying customer lor!!! So what u r the boss’s (ball’s, I think) frd? KNNBCCB, obviously haven’t see limbeh lose temper before. Of course being me, I decided to shut my pipe and hopefully COOL down… after ranting on for close to 2 min, she went back to her console. So happened that next is my song, she lowered the music so farking low that I can’t even sing to tune cos’ it’s REALLY soft!!! Of course being me, I politely asked her to just turn up the volume a tad louder. Guess what, she farking turned it up so much that I spend the next min shouting into the mic. Did not even wait for the song to reach its chorus part, I threw the mic on the table and walked off the cool myself at the barside (Of course being me, again). You wouldn’t guess what happened next. She ACTUALLY asked the boss to come over to tell me that I was rude!!! KNNBCCB!!! This time I really lose it. My point is that this little episode shouldn’t be even happening. For heaven’s sake, I’m a paying customer lor, not your farking hommies!!! If she thinks that she is a frd and then short changed on her service, she is farking wrong!!! I screwed the owners of the pub so hard that I think they should be still in shock when they wake up later. Really too much…trust me, this isn’t the end of it as yet ( tt’s why part 1). I’ve frequented the place for years now and had seen K farking Js like her come and go but this one really got me pissed!!! And I wasn’t even high yet!!!

Friday, May 13, 2005

Friday the 13th

I reckon that I have not been blogging for a long time. Hence, I shall post on this fateful day, Friday the 13th. Hell no, nothing terrible happened today. In fact, today has been wonderful so far. Me getting free lunch; me getting free dessert; and some german asshole wants to buy me beer after work. See, nothing so bad about Friday the 13th. Pulled my hamstring during soccer game last night. Tmd, wasn’t even my own team, just guest starring and I got injured. And worst of all, I was left stranded at Sentosa (the bloody game was played there) when everyone left while I went to shower. Had to call Melvin to come fetch me. (not trying to be an asshole but it’s 9.45pm and I have no idea where the bus stop is). The only thing I can say about the game is that I’ve concluded all Africans players are SELFISH. Let me explain. I was playing in the striking position with this guy. Instead of passing me the ball in numerous occasions where I was in a better position to shoot, he just dribbled the ball away towards the corner flag, and tried to cross in the ball. Mind you, although I play as a striker, I am not that TALL. The only asset I have is SPEED. Yes, speed. Same as you, idiot. How do you expect me to frigging head the ball? And to think that this guy is in town to get signed by some S-league clubs… no wonder Singapore’s soccer is not getting anywhere… and after running and huffing for 30min, I felt a twitch behind my left thigh and end of my part. KNNCCB, u frigging donkey, think you so good, why play with a social team? Alright, enough of the it. I’m still smarting from what happened. Ok, got to go ice my freaking thigh some more before tomolo’s game…till later…pye pye.

Thursday, May 12, 2005

The only constant is changes

How many of you actually take this sentence as the right way. I mean, with things around us changing at an enormous pace, nothing remains the same, except changes. So the really constant thing I reckon is changes as it is an on-going process. So my next concern is: how do we adapt to changes? Come to think of it, should one change to adapt to changes or should one influence the environment to change? Tricky issue though. My boss is leaving the company. It was quite a surprise though we have all speculate since yest…especially since the chairman is attending the meeting, anything can happen!! But alas, all good things must come to an end eventually. I’m not particularly sad or happy, just puzzled. How can a CEO leave a company which he had put so much effort in leaves to take up something else? So you see, the only constant is changes. Something weird happened while I was surfing the net for some info. I chanced upon my ex-galfrd’s photo. Not really one that I’m glad to see, because she really hurts my badly. I shall not provide details. Nonetheless, it was shocking though. It appears on something call friendster (just got to know it’s a new way to communicate over the net; or is it new at all??). Ha, was drinking for the past 3 nights. Damn shiok im telling you. Now that my class is officially over, im just waiting for my exam and I will get the piece of paper!!! Yahoo!!! Later… Cheerios!!