Irritating people?

Hahaha, talk about irritating people. I'm not talking about irritating people (like me), but irritating irritating people... You know those really irritating people that you can relate them with... bees? Maybe not as hardworking, but as noisy as buzz. I have one in the office. Coincidentally, she's kind of aged.

Disclaimer: I am not against old people, because I know I will grow old myself. I actually have a soft spot for old people, who are really poor individuals. The one in my office just does not belong to this category, she belongs to the snobbish I-know-it-all-so-you-must-stfu-and-listen-to-me category. Yes, I know you get what I mean.

Lol... She's 40 years older than me, she's more senior in terms of knowledge, she deserves respect. No, I do not buy this shit. Or maybe, today is just not the day for her among her fellow co-workers (including me).

Firstly, a guy came into the office to pass her some relevant documents. He's a really tall guy. She commented, "Wa, you very tall hor?! What's your height?!"

Apparently, he's 189cm, and she was very impressed. Goodness, I'm not even impressed by her height even -_- (You don't have to know what I mean by this) She turned to another colleague of mine and commented again, "Wa, he very tall hor? Taller than your Ahlao (husband in crude Hokkien) leh!"

This other colleague (whom I love so much, let's call her X) said in a super straight-forward manner, "Why you tell me? It's not my business anyway..." and walked into the pantry to reheat some water.

When she returned, the old lady (let's call her Nagster) sounded really pissed off. "I got offend you or not? Why must you talk to me like that?"

X said, "Sorry, I'm not as 38 (bitchy in Mandarin) as you. Things that do not concern me, I don't really care much."

Nagster, obviously super pissed off by now, snapped back, "Casual talk only ma!" She proceeded to do her inventory report and began slamming stacks and stacks of papers onto her desk. It is very apparent by now that she is very annoyed. Wait, so am I, by her incessant slamming of things.

Nagster went to the pantry, took the steam-bowl she lent X and locked it in her drawer. However, X, on the other hand, continued to enjoy life like no tomorrow. She laughed out loud with us as usual, did her work as usual, and obviously NOT affected by Nagster's childish behaviour. 因为...管她的，我不痛不痒，不需要你的碗...

(DIGRESS. OMG 93.3 IS PLAYING 5566'S 我难过 NOW! Omg, The Secret works!)

Just as I thought things are getting better, Nagster was talking over the phone, and said this sentence loudly, "If your heart is bad, karma will come after you!"

Immediately, X looked at me, and we both laughed. Obviously she said it for X to hear, LOL! Honestly, I just find that Nagster attracted all the negativity to herself. Otherwise, I have no other explanation why everyone in the office dislikes her, lol.

There was a long silence from lunch break till now (around 3.30pm), and Nagster turned to me and started talking to me about why Debit Notes should be sent over to factory yadda yadda. Honestly, no one really understood what she meant. As expected, she blew up and started nagging loudly about Sales Margin, Debit Notes, and then finally ended with this, "Never mind, you don't need to know all these, I know can already, since Sales Margin is my job scope."

WTF, THEN DON'T BLOODY WASTE MY TIME HEARING YOU TALK SO LOUDLY ABOUT THESE LOL!

Then she turned to me again and started explaining Debit Notes and the complicated jobs. Why oh why... LOL!

I was kinda pissed then, but was still nice and smiley towards her, JUST BECAUSE she is my senior and she's aged. However, respect begets respect.

I'm still grateful for her though, because she reminds me never to be irritating naggy person...

I know you know that I'm just ranting out of frustration.

Epic Friday.

Friday evening after work, I thought my project mates and I were going to meet up at National Library to finish up our projects.

I had Ethan drive me to Queensway station before I took the train to Bugis to meet my mates.

I walked around Bugis Street, thinking that I was early, since no one Whatsapped that they reached. After some time, still no news of anyone.

Damn it, what made me think that we were meeting..? -_-

Since I was there already, I went to National Library to complete the individual assignment for another module. The library was so freaking huge that I gave up searching (since I had no laptop/writing materials with me anyway). Alright, I was just lazy and too uncool to do my assignment, lol.

I was walking in Bugis Street for quite some time, it's been so long since I last went there! Decided that it was time to save my horrendous nails, so I took the train back to Bukit Batok to have my nails done at Princess Manicure at West Mall :)

My nails grew so much, and the polish chipped so much at the index finger.
The manicurist cleaned my nails and I was horrified when I saw this:

 

So damn gross and dirty, like I haven't washed my hands for 3000 days -_-

The manicurist then attempted to trim my nails - she said to maintain healthy nails, trimming is a must. Which reminds me, why do we need to trim our hair for healthy hair? We go to the salon to trim our hair every 1-3 months, how do people have long healthy hair, like Xuesha's? I mean, I used to have short hair, and it took me months without having it trimmed to actually notice growth. How do people have such long and nice hair when we need to trim it every other month?

Okay shall not digress. The manicurist then applied the base coat for me...

Oh my goodness, my nails transformed. It looks so freaking healthy now! How did it even happen?


Must.use.every.chance.I.have.to.admire.myself.
Anyway, I didn't wear my contact lenses/glasses that day, because I believe with ALL my heart that I can restore my eyesight if I believe! (I read this story from The Secret, and I am totally sold. I'm doing it!)
I texted Ethan that I didn't wear any aid for my eyesight, and he replied, "No wonder you never shit today, because you cannot find the toilet." Nonsense, I pangsai-ed twice that day.
Once the base coat dried up, the manicurist did whatever she needed to do and here's the aftermath:


I can haz pretty and healthy nails!
Pretty epic day lor. As in literally pretty and epic day, lol :D
I went back home and watched some videos, I couldn't stop laughing when I watched this:

I laughed so damn hard that I teared and could not even breathe for five seconds...

I know I am truly blessed because I choose to be happy and do things that make me happy! More happy things are coming into my life, because happiness attracts happiness. Muahahahaha :D

Gratitude: Ethan.

To King of No Money, Mr Qian.




I can remember the first time that we met, through a mutual friend who wanted to introduce us to each other. To think of that, we met through the Law of Attraction as said in The Secret, when we both decided to be positive after past failed relationships, haha.

You approached the table where we were waiting, shook my hands, and sat opposite me. Oh my goodness even just by writing this, I feel like crying already ='/

When I thought of how much you did for me in our entire journey together, I can't help but feel so blissful, and it makes me want to treat you better than how I do now.

Every single day, I will always hop into a car that has been waiting for me to knock off to send me home. Regardless of your hunger and tiredness, you never fail to send me home from work just to make sure I get home safely.

Every single weekend, I will always find myself chatting happily with my mother in her shop in JB, and find myself smiling at a carton of bananas sitting on the dining table. Regardless of being bored and being ordered around by my mum to carry things here and there for me, you never fail to send me to JB just for my mum to see me, and then carrying at least a good 20kg of fruits back to my house after a long tiring day.

On Valentine's Day, I found myself holding on to a bouquet of roses delivered to my office. It was the first time that I ever received a bouquet, and I am very blessed that the sender was you.

When my bag and wallet broke apart, I found myself carrying a new bag and holding on to a new wallet that I would never bear to spend to buy for myself. You bought a new bag and a new wallet for me without hesitation, even when you were already spending over your budget that month.

There are just so many things that I want to thank you for, and this space is not enough to express my gratitude towards you.

Despite being together for less than a year...
Despite me being very stubborn in my ways...
Despite me being selfish and likes to snatch the blanket all to myself...
Despite me being a cry-baby and even cried in front of you for an hour because I ate a dead fish...
Despite me spending money like everything is free...
Never once have you complained about my weaknesses, you just briefly joked about them. You just accepted me the way I am and dote on me like a princess.

No greater word can ever describe how thankful I am to have you by my side. It makes me wonder what have I done to deserve such a great blessing to have you in my life.

Thank you so much, Ethan. Thank you so so much.

With love,
Jayme

Gratefulness: Qiu Qiu.

The post a few days back was about giving thanks to the people around me, and I have so many more people to fit into the list! People like my bosses, my co-workers, my cousins, my Brother (whom I love with ALL my life), and the list is really ever-ever-ever-lasting, I can never ever ever ever stop!

I realized that whenever I am grateful for something, something good always happens to me next. Suddenly when mood swing strikes, I become an ungrateful brat, something bad always happens to me. ALWAYS. WITHOUT FAIL.

(Saying it now makes me want to be even more grateful for things I have T_T)

Thus I am also going to dedicate the next few posts to the people who have made a difference in my life. I'm going to dedicate this first post to Qiu Qiu.

Qiu Qiu (Taken from her blog)

Why Qiu Qiu, especially when I do not know her in person (though I'd love to!)?

Qiu Qiu, because after reading her blog post, I realized that I have to be grateful for the things I have. I want to thank her because after reading her posts, I'm introduced to The Secret (awaiting for my DVD to arrive in the mail...), and thus have become a happier person than I already was!

I want to thank Qiu Qiu because she showed me (through her blog) that by loving myself, I will shine from the inside. Every time when I step into her blog, I am always amazed by her confidence. It made me realized how much our thoughts and our character play a big part in our outward appearance. I never realized that my fatness and my ugliness in the past was due to my gloominess. I never realized that my confidence with myself now has brought so much happiness and love for myself, and as a result, I have become prettier. It never dawned on me until I read Qiu Qiu's blog, and I really want to thank her for that.

There are many other things that I want to thank Qiu Qiu for. For being really happy, and translating her happiness into her blog, and as a result, bringing me joy for a reader.

Through Qiu Qiu, I realized that it is totally normal for me to be really zilian and record myself singing in my phone. Lol.

Qiu Qiu, thank you!

From an avid reader of your blog, muahahahaha.

To show you how confident I am now with my higher level of happiness, here's one photo of me with my new PS2 controller:

Muahahaha, beauty flows from within...

Snapshots of funny moments with him.

He makes me laugh so hard at times...

Here are a few snapshots of some of the funny moments my very very very adorable boyfriend gave me.

#1. When I was thinking of taking up a Korean Language class and get a cert, instead of just being speaking mediocre Korean on my own, to myself -_-:

I especially love it when he becomes like a little child. *Tears of joy rolling down my cheeks* Raging motherly instincts.

#2. When I started babbling about how he would ignore me when he got his PS3 back from his friend:

He freaking bought me another controller, in RED! My goodness! So happy!

#3. When I was randomly calling out his full name:

His surname is 钱 (Qian, money in Chinese), and he calls himself king of #whatevercanbekingof (like king of gay, king of shit, even king of carpark when he could find a parking lot in the first level). So king of Qian naturally means king of money. His reply totally blew me off my bed - I was laughing so hard that I literally fell off my bed.

#4. While driving to Woodlands Civic Centre for our blood donation three days ago:

I sent him the photo and told him "everytime no look in camera one..."
Ethan: Haiz... Driving how to look...
I don't know why but I find this very funny!

#5. During the blood donation:

He's having fun chatting with the staff and laughing at me when I was fainting lol.

Apparently when I looked through the photos of him when he was a child, I found out that some things never change... And that's his ultra cute and funny character.

When I told my Mum when I fainted on an uncle in the train at Somerset after my blood donation, she asked why didn't I faint on a handsome hunk instead. Ethan replied, "等一下帅哥闪掉... 因为他是gay..." (Then the handsome hunk will dodge her... because he is gay...)

Who on earth will think of these kinds of nonsense? None other than my very very very beloved boyfriend,

Ethan Qian Guang Sheng

aka the King of No Money