giovedì, febbraio 27, 2003
{The Time is Coming}
Chicago was highly enjoyable, however, Daredevil fell short of my expectations. Nonetheless, still a rather entertaining (albeit brainless/predictable) movie. Waiting till next week before i catch The Pianist-- $6.50 only you see. Hur. Yes, yes, I know-- am terrible cheapskate. Ha.
Going to court on friday, can't find any proper white blouses, court shoes hurt my feet terribly plus trial not altogether v interesting (haha, sorry) so somehow i don't think friday'll be a very good day for me.
Also-- the dreaded, dastardly results come out next bloody bloody week!!!
So good luck to all you folks who've got either 'a' or 'o' level results to worry about. Gawd knows i certainly need it.
Chicago was highly enjoyable, however, Daredevil fell short of my expectations. Nonetheless, still a rather entertaining (albeit brainless/predictable) movie. Waiting till next week before i catch The Pianist-- $6.50 only you see. Hur. Yes, yes, I know-- am terrible cheapskate. Ha.
Going to court on friday, can't find any proper white blouses, court shoes hurt my feet terribly plus trial not altogether v interesting (haha, sorry) so somehow i don't think friday'll be a very good day for me.
Also-- the dreaded, dastardly results come out next bloody bloody week!!!
So good luck to all you folks who've got either 'a' or 'o' level results to worry about. Gawd knows i certainly need it.
giovedì, febbraio 20, 2003
{A Day in the Life of an At·ta·ché: Pictorial Edition}
I think, with my penchant for over-dramatisation (hur), no one quite believes me when i say i've got a shite-loada mindless work to do at the law firm. A lotta friends think work there is all glamour and fun, like Ally McBeal *snorts* or something along the lines of that. But now, i have photographic evidence, and seeing is believeing! So, ha-ha, to you, ye of little faith (in my words).
This file contains only the index pages of all the documents compiled for the case i'm helping out on. Its basically like a content page, and each day i trawl through the contents to find the serial numbers of the documents that the lawyers need, after which i have to dig through...
... all these files in my attempts to pull out the hard copy of the relevant documents (serial numbers of which i've found in the index already) and then either make copies of them, re-file them, compile checklists, number them, etc etc. Doing a combination of 1 or more of these things can effectively take up a full day's work (or more, even, since i've been staying back after 5.30pm on more than 1 occasion to finish it up), so really, its no joke!
Fun, isn't it?
Haha. Although it can get supremely tedious and all, i'm beginning not to mind doing it so much, possibly because i'm learning (a little) as i go along, and also because by doing all this, i'm helping to lighten the load of the poor chap who's actually supposed to be doing all this, on top of other things. As it is, he stays back till about 10pm ++ rushing to complete the tasks set to him by his bosses on a regular basis-- can you imagine what would happen if he had to do all this as well? The thought of it is unbearable, i swear, and i genuinely feel v sorry for him. (see! i do have a heart)
However, helping out does have its perks-- because the abovementioned guy treated me to sushi lunch yesterday as a gesture of thanks for the 'work' i've put in. Didn't think the treat was necessary tho', because, really, i'd help out no matter what, because i think the amount of work he has to do is insane. And i'm really not the kind of person who expects to be treated just because i've willingly helped someone out/done stuff for someone in some way (unless that 'help' is something i'm not v willing to do, then yeah, go ahead and treat me. Or if you're a v close friend then you'd prbly hear me whining to you abt free meal/movie treats etc. hoho). Am getting another treat from one of the more senior-ish lawyers who's also working on this case on friday. Again, i feel a bit pai-seh, but ah well. Since i'm pretty dead broke at present (have yet to receive salary fr choir instructor job, i think) i'm counting myself lucky to be the recipient of yet another free lunch this week! Woohoo.
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Met up with mille (aka mivril/avrillie hahahahahahahahaha *ad nauseum*) for dinner after work yester-evening, haha where her friend Irving was v happily showing me his david blain-esque magic tricks at Starbucks, much to her disapproval. Ho. Walked ard a bit, trying to find my Esprit jeans (but all sold bloody out!), and miewmiew bought a pair of pants from dorothy perkins. I'd like to say i am now the v proud owner of a Fashion Fast Forward card (look above! not the keychain tho') which gives me discounts at Topshop/Topman, Miss Selfridge, Warehouse and Dorothy Perkins, all thanks to miewlee, because she has passed on her card to meeeeeeee! You can always reclaim it from me when you come back to SG, if i'm in SG at the same time as you (ie: christmas hols etc). Ate my 1st meal ever at Kenny Roger's (i know, i know-- am sad, deprived child) and was stuffed because i ate miew's corn muffin thingy as well as mine, + my 1/4 chicken + potato salad swimming in mayo + pasta salad. Was stuffed, stuffed i say. But the strangest thing is, even tho' i've been eating like a starving child out of ethiopia recently, my weight seems to have dipped instead of rising astronomically. Talk about the body being counterintuitive (if that's even the right phrase to use)!
I think, with my penchant for over-dramatisation (hur), no one quite believes me when i say i've got a shite-loada mindless work to do at the law firm. A lotta friends think work there is all glamour and fun, like Ally McBeal *snorts* or something along the lines of that. But now, i have photographic evidence, and seeing is believeing! So, ha-ha, to you, ye of little faith (in my words).
This file contains only the index pages of all the documents compiled for the case i'm helping out on. Its basically like a content page, and each day i trawl through the contents to find the serial numbers of the documents that the lawyers need, after which i have to dig through...
... all these files in my attempts to pull out the hard copy of the relevant documents (serial numbers of which i've found in the index already) and then either make copies of them, re-file them, compile checklists, number them, etc etc. Doing a combination of 1 or more of these things can effectively take up a full day's work (or more, even, since i've been staying back after 5.30pm on more than 1 occasion to finish it up), so really, its no joke!
Fun, isn't it?
Haha. Although it can get supremely tedious and all, i'm beginning not to mind doing it so much, possibly because i'm learning (a little) as i go along, and also because by doing all this, i'm helping to lighten the load of the poor chap who's actually supposed to be doing all this, on top of other things. As it is, he stays back till about 10pm ++ rushing to complete the tasks set to him by his bosses on a regular basis-- can you imagine what would happen if he had to do all this as well? The thought of it is unbearable, i swear, and i genuinely feel v sorry for him. (see! i do have a heart)
However, helping out does have its perks-- because the abovementioned guy treated me to sushi lunch yesterday as a gesture of thanks for the 'work' i've put in. Didn't think the treat was necessary tho', because, really, i'd help out no matter what, because i think the amount of work he has to do is insane. And i'm really not the kind of person who expects to be treated just because i've willingly helped someone out/done stuff for someone in some way (unless that 'help' is something i'm not v willing to do, then yeah, go ahead and treat me. Or if you're a v close friend then you'd prbly hear me whining to you abt free meal/movie treats etc. hoho). Am getting another treat from one of the more senior-ish lawyers who's also working on this case on friday. Again, i feel a bit pai-seh, but ah well. Since i'm pretty dead broke at present (have yet to receive salary fr choir instructor job, i think) i'm counting myself lucky to be the recipient of yet another free lunch this week! Woohoo.
Met up with mille (aka mivril/avrillie hahahahahahahahaha *ad nauseum*) for dinner after work yester-evening, haha where her friend Irving was v happily showing me his david blain-esque magic tricks at Starbucks, much to her disapproval. Ho. Walked ard a bit, trying to find my Esprit jeans (but all sold bloody out!), and miewmiew bought a pair of pants from dorothy perkins. I'd like to say i am now the v proud owner of a Fashion Fast Forward card (look above! not the keychain tho') which gives me discounts at Topshop/Topman, Miss Selfridge, Warehouse and Dorothy Perkins, all thanks to miewlee, because she has passed on her card to meeeeeeee! You can always reclaim it from me when you come back to SG, if i'm in SG at the same time as you (ie: christmas hols etc). Ate my 1st meal ever at Kenny Roger's (i know, i know-- am sad, deprived child) and was stuffed because i ate miew's corn muffin thingy as well as mine, + my 1/4 chicken + potato salad swimming in mayo + pasta salad. Was stuffed, stuffed i say. But the strangest thing is, even tho' i've been eating like a starving child out of ethiopia recently, my weight seems to have dipped instead of rising astronomically. Talk about the body being counterintuitive (if that's even the right phrase to use)!
martedì, febbraio 18, 2003
.: a mini-milleh shrine :.
This space is going to be dedicated to my one and only raaaawk star friend-- because she's going be shuttling of to NZ this coming friday. -wails- Life online will be much, much, much more boring without her around + she's been a v fab friend to me too. :( Will definitely misss yooooo (urrgh. mushy!), miewlee! I'll look you up in the future if i ever encounter any legal problems, woman, and knowing me, i'll probably run into quite a few. Ho.
This space is going to be dedicated to my one and only raaaawk star friend-- because she's going be shuttling of to NZ this coming friday. -wails- Life online will be much, much, much more boring without her around + she's been a v fab friend to me too. :( Will definitely misss yooooo (urrgh. mushy!), miewlee! I'll look you up in the future if i ever encounter any legal problems, woman, and knowing me, i'll probably run into quite a few. Ho.
{Pre-results Release Tension}
Seeing all the lucky people whom i've known in the course of my school days all flying off to Oz and NZ and Ukraine (!!!) and wherever else to further their studies (btw, good luck, ya'll!), with the knowledge that they've got a university to go to, just makes me feel really pathetic. I could've been one of them, flying off right about now-- and i could possibly say 'sod the impending results'! And why can't i do that? Those who know me well have heard my neverending angsty complaints about the situation i now find myself in. And up till now, i still feel incredibly bitter about it. My future's effectively been fu*cked up by some twat teachers who display a merveilleux amount of faith in me. For that, thanks a lot! Thanks a whole damned lot.
And no. I'm not being pessimistic, or over paranoid, nor is this a ploy (!!!) to get people to say nice, comforting things to me and boost my ego (whatever). I've never been more unsure of myself in my life-- the first time i've ever had this REAL fear of failing one of the biggest exams i've ever taken, and thus screwing up whatever's left of my existance. That's what the local education system does to you, folks! You see yourself as a failure if you fail to perform academically. Much as i'd like to say i'm hardly affected by all that crap, the sad fact is that i have been. I know i'm not a stupid person (hurhurhur), and i've got years of above average results to show for it, but after 2 years of absolute shite for grades in jc, i'm actually starting to wonder if i'm just marginally dumb. And the worst thing is, i think people actually think i am. At least, not my peers/friends (i hope?!), but most of my teachers have given up hope on me, judging my the little comments they throw at me on a regular basis. I wish i could simply scream 'screw you' at 'em and forget about what they say, but sadly when you listen to these people every single day for 2 years their words tend to have a v insinuating effect.
Its been a few months since graduating fr my jc, and boy am i glad i'm out of that institution. I truly loathe the way the system works (and boy i'm definitely not the only one), and much as i'd like to forgive and forget, i can't. what can i say? i happen to be vindictive. HA. After all they've made my life a living hell (yes, really. its been happening) for the past few months (or 1.5 years, should i say) and i feel so gawd-feckin'-awful at the thought of having to go back there and see them in a few weeks from now (omg f*ck no! results!). But nasty teachers aside, i do miss these bunch o' people v much. Just found this photo while sorting through my files, n well i'm just going to put it up-- because seeing this photo helps me remember all the good times i've had in jc, and for one blessed moment i can forget about the bad times (all teacher-related incidents. gee.) too.
am i even being coherent? i doubt so. after all its 2am and i can't sleep yet again due to the million thoughts running through my head. and thus i rant. do i feel better? i don't know. i hope so.
Seeing all the lucky people whom i've known in the course of my school days all flying off to Oz and NZ and Ukraine (!!!) and wherever else to further their studies (btw, good luck, ya'll!), with the knowledge that they've got a university to go to, just makes me feel really pathetic. I could've been one of them, flying off right about now-- and i could possibly say 'sod the impending results'! And why can't i do that? Those who know me well have heard my neverending angsty complaints about the situation i now find myself in. And up till now, i still feel incredibly bitter about it. My future's effectively been fu*cked up by some twat teachers who display a merveilleux amount of faith in me. For that, thanks a lot! Thanks a whole damned lot.
And no. I'm not being pessimistic, or over paranoid, nor is this a ploy (!!!) to get people to say nice, comforting things to me and boost my ego (whatever). I've never been more unsure of myself in my life-- the first time i've ever had this REAL fear of failing one of the biggest exams i've ever taken, and thus screwing up whatever's left of my existance. That's what the local education system does to you, folks! You see yourself as a failure if you fail to perform academically. Much as i'd like to say i'm hardly affected by all that crap, the sad fact is that i have been. I know i'm not a stupid person (hurhurhur), and i've got years of above average results to show for it, but after 2 years of absolute shite for grades in jc, i'm actually starting to wonder if i'm just marginally dumb. And the worst thing is, i think people actually think i am. At least, not my peers/friends (i hope?!), but most of my teachers have given up hope on me, judging my the little comments they throw at me on a regular basis. I wish i could simply scream 'screw you' at 'em and forget about what they say, but sadly when you listen to these people every single day for 2 years their words tend to have a v insinuating effect.
Its been a few months since graduating fr my jc, and boy am i glad i'm out of that institution. I truly loathe the way the system works (and boy i'm definitely not the only one), and much as i'd like to forgive and forget, i can't. what can i say? i happen to be vindictive. HA. After all they've made my life a living hell (yes, really. its been happening) for the past few months (or 1.5 years, should i say) and i feel so gawd-feckin'-awful at the thought of having to go back there and see them in a few weeks from now (omg f*ck no! results!). But nasty teachers aside, i do miss these bunch o' people v much. Just found this photo while sorting through my files, n well i'm just going to put it up-- because seeing this photo helps me remember all the good times i've had in jc, and for one blessed moment i can forget about the bad times (all teacher-related incidents. gee.) too.
am i even being coherent? i doubt so. after all its 2am and i can't sleep yet again due to the million thoughts running through my head. and thus i rant. do i feel better? i don't know. i hope so.
domenica, febbraio 16, 2003
{I See You See Me}
I need to say this--
thank yooou tobias salinger (and tristan payne, siobhan donelly, oliver uelin, chloe winn and siow w.j.)!!!
It was a brilliant treat for me, the thing ya'll planned. Thankew so very much for making the 14th a night to remember for me. It was also very lovely seeing your 'other-halves' as well eh? (hellooo joe and tamara!)
Video-conferencing is absolutely fandabidozi! haha. Yes. Got to see ry, amongst others, on tobs' computer screen on valentine's day thanks to tobs' wonderful planning and the others helping out. Had a fantastic evening at his house, and meeting clo's and w.j's very nice boy/girlfriends was great too. Waited till about 1am + before they started up the video-chat thingy so i could catch ry back at the dorm after school. Also got to see all the rest of 'em as well as naturally they couldn't help but stick their faces in front of the webcam. Brilliant, tho, as i could catch up with all the rest too!
That probably has been the highlight of 2003 for me, so far. And thank goodness for technological advancements!
Because Clo wants her 15 minutes of fame online (hah!), here's a picture i took for her-- nice? Naturally. Ho.
And then there's this chappie. Who is he, i wonder?! -grin-
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Also, here's me 1st attempt at sprucing up the template a bit-- found the photo (lookee left) thru random surfing and the title of the photo was 'towards winter', so naturally i just had to use it. heh. ah well, so here it is, in all its digitally tweaked glory. Pity about the v v unprofessional white-out bits which create the border for the photo. I need photoshop for this sorta thing, i say! But somehow i still think the original pic mille (or was it josie) did for me looks better. Ah well!
Found some new quizzes off some dude's weblog. So i did them, and here are the results---
(If you were not a terza rima you would be a Ottava Rima.)
(eh, eh, whats with all the rimas?!)
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And once again, thanks guys (and girls), for everything you've done, and continue to do for me. I am truly blessed.
I need to say this--
thank yooou tobias salinger (and tristan payne, siobhan donelly, oliver uelin, chloe winn and siow w.j.)!!!
It was a brilliant treat for me, the thing ya'll planned. Thankew so very much for making the 14th a night to remember for me. It was also very lovely seeing your 'other-halves' as well eh? (hellooo joe and tamara!)
Video-conferencing is absolutely fandabidozi! haha. Yes. Got to see ry, amongst others, on tobs' computer screen on valentine's day thanks to tobs' wonderful planning and the others helping out. Had a fantastic evening at his house, and meeting clo's and w.j's very nice boy/girlfriends was great too. Waited till about 1am + before they started up the video-chat thingy so i could catch ry back at the dorm after school. Also got to see all the rest of 'em as well as naturally they couldn't help but stick their faces in front of the webcam. Brilliant, tho, as i could catch up with all the rest too!
That probably has been the highlight of 2003 for me, so far. And thank goodness for technological advancements!
Because Clo wants her 15 minutes of fame online (hah!), here's a picture i took for her-- nice? Naturally. Ho.
And then there's this chappie. Who is he, i wonder?! -grin-
Also, here's me 1st attempt at sprucing up the template a bit-- found the photo (lookee left) thru random surfing and the title of the photo was 'towards winter', so naturally i just had to use it. heh. ah well, so here it is, in all its digitally tweaked glory. Pity about the v v unprofessional white-out bits which create the border for the photo. I need photoshop for this sorta thing, i say! But somehow i still think the original pic mille (or was it josie) did for me looks better. Ah well!
Found some new quizzes off some dude's weblog. So i did them, and here are the results---
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(If you were not a terza rima you would be a Ottava Rima.)
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(eh, eh, whats with all the rimas?!)
And once again, thanks guys (and girls), for everything you've done, and continue to do for me. I am truly blessed.
mercoledì, febbraio 12, 2003
{Friends in Good Places}
After last night's huge (waiit, maybe huge is not the right word-- astronomical, more like) argument with the parentals, am v glad to have gone out of the house today. Blessed is the child who hears no nagging/yelling (etc etc), i tell you. LOVE the friends to bits. Tris, Ollie, Tobs, See and Clo-eee are the best people to get me out of my foulest of moods, man. (despite clo forgetting to pass me a certain parcel i've been waiting for. hrrmph! now i've to wait till saturday. Hooo.) Sadly tho', can't say v much about their taste in movies-- erm, yesh, spending $8.50 on Bollywood Hollywood is indeed a strange thing to do! Movie was alright, but really, not worth the money. I've seen far better Bollywood-themed movies. Tristan, the sorry chap, seems v turned on by anything Bollywood (female) related. I think he seriously needs a womaaan in his life, right now. Ha! Any takers? -wry look-
Glad to see that Clo's found the right chap for her, finally! Its been a long time coming. -pats clo- See, as usual is still dead dead jealous (hohoho) but no matter-- mark my words she'll make a right pairing with ollie. Hur. Spent about 4hours at Nooch after the movie just catching up with Clo, especially since we all haven't seen her for ages and ages! There's news that her little cousin, gemma, is trying to audition for a wee pop group in the uk, and has made it through a few rounds of auditioning already. Yikes. Unholy! Especially since she's only 8 and really all she can do is squeal a few notes at a time. I predict another s club junior-esque group in the works. Gawd help us.
Playing tennis doubles with the blokes on sunday (mmm i want the Ultimum RQ Ti-2000!), while See will sit by the sidelines and cheer me (and my below-par tennis skills) on since she's hopeless with handling a racket. Its great that my jc life is over and i now have the luxury of free time, where i can spend a good many hours with these lot o' friends i've been neglecting (due to school life and other forces-- ha) for the past 1-2 years. I'm v glad and fortunate to have these lovely people around me as they bring a bit of home back to me-- and i think its the same thing for them! It makes a whole lot of difference in me 'ickle life. Thanks for staying by me, you lot!
p.s. who wants the One Ring when you can get this one?! This is Nenya, the ring of water ie: Galadriel's ring. Pretty! And hey. Its only US$129. V affordable, if someone/some people buy it for me. Haha. i wannnntssss it, preciouss!
After last night's huge (waiit, maybe huge is not the right word-- astronomical, more like) argument with the parentals, am v glad to have gone out of the house today. Blessed is the child who hears no nagging/yelling (etc etc), i tell you. LOVE the friends to bits. Tris, Ollie, Tobs, See and Clo-eee are the best people to get me out of my foulest of moods, man. (despite clo forgetting to pass me a certain parcel i've been waiting for. hrrmph! now i've to wait till saturday. Hooo.) Sadly tho', can't say v much about their taste in movies-- erm, yesh, spending $8.50 on Bollywood Hollywood is indeed a strange thing to do! Movie was alright, but really, not worth the money. I've seen far better Bollywood-themed movies. Tristan, the sorry chap, seems v turned on by anything Bollywood (female) related. I think he seriously needs a womaaan in his life, right now. Ha! Any takers? -wry look-
Glad to see that Clo's found the right chap for her, finally! Its been a long time coming. -pats clo- See, as usual is still dead dead jealous (hohoho) but no matter-- mark my words she'll make a right pairing with ollie. Hur. Spent about 4hours at Nooch after the movie just catching up with Clo, especially since we all haven't seen her for ages and ages! There's news that her little cousin, gemma, is trying to audition for a wee pop group in the uk, and has made it through a few rounds of auditioning already. Yikes. Unholy! Especially since she's only 8 and really all she can do is squeal a few notes at a time. I predict another s club junior-esque group in the works. Gawd help us.
Playing tennis doubles with the blokes on sunday (mmm i want the Ultimum RQ Ti-2000!), while See will sit by the sidelines and cheer me (and my below-par tennis skills) on since she's hopeless with handling a racket. Its great that my jc life is over and i now have the luxury of free time, where i can spend a good many hours with these lot o' friends i've been neglecting (due to school life and other forces-- ha) for the past 1-2 years. I'm v glad and fortunate to have these lovely people around me as they bring a bit of home back to me-- and i think its the same thing for them! It makes a whole lot of difference in me 'ickle life. Thanks for staying by me, you lot!
p.s. who wants the One Ring when you can get this one?! This is Nenya, the ring of water ie: Galadriel's ring. Pretty! And hey. Its only US$129. V affordable, if someone/some people buy it for me. Haha. i wannnntssss it, preciouss!
domenica, febbraio 09, 2003
{horror-music fest}
Even the most "esteemed" local clubs here can't compare to those in britain. The music was unbelievably pathetic at zouk, when miewlee, pamela and myself went there on friday. Ankle was also in not v good shape due to rude chap on mrt who kicked my weak ankle hard earlier in the morn so wasn't v keen on dancing (with the fear of ankle ligaments suddenly collapsing) either. So me rawk star and myself hogged a teeny table and we took up duty as the Fashion Police (ha!) for the night. V happily pointed out to her that her light coloured pants were glowing unholi-ly under the UV lighting. UV lighting was v good tho, as helped me recognise Donald from the back as it really showed up his highlighted racoon styled hair hahahah. Of course someone was v esctatic to have shaken his hand. HA. (note: miewlee v much likes a certain ms lavigne now, i must say. she was spouting "punk raaawks!" sporadically throughout the night. Hohoho.)
Eventually hit the dance floor at around 1+ am-- miew had all the luck in the world on the dance floor. Couples smooching just next to her, over zealous ang-moh dancer toppling down on her while pamela and myself (well me, more like) laughed hysterically. Much to Pam's delight she saw her Vincent Ng there, accompanied by the large jawed Jeff Wang. Hrm. Left club at nearly 3am, then trooped to Boon Tong Kee with Maxie + bf (met them at zouk) for supper. Milleh and myself were belting out tuneless tracks courtesy of the american idol contestants as we walked there. Chicken at boon tong kee was ice-cold, was also put off by the name of the rice-- oil rice, they call it. URRRGH. haha. But at least Maxie spotted a piss drunk KEAGAN KANG outside boon tong kee as he staggered by, so that was a v good sighting despite the maniacal grin on his face. Hooo!
Played WC at miew's house when we finally got back, took stupid photos of pam and miewmiew, and generally did stupid things before finally succumbing to sleep at like, erm, 6+ am. Think have found the johnny knoxville in myself thanks to the amt of silly things i do. Eh! Mebbe that's my true calling!
Ho.
Even the most "esteemed" local clubs here can't compare to those in britain. The music was unbelievably pathetic at zouk, when miewlee, pamela and myself went there on friday. Ankle was also in not v good shape due to rude chap on mrt who kicked my weak ankle hard earlier in the morn so wasn't v keen on dancing (with the fear of ankle ligaments suddenly collapsing) either. So me rawk star and myself hogged a teeny table and we took up duty as the Fashion Police (ha!) for the night. V happily pointed out to her that her light coloured pants were glowing unholi-ly under the UV lighting. UV lighting was v good tho, as helped me recognise Donald from the back as it really showed up his highlighted racoon styled hair hahahah. Of course someone was v esctatic to have shaken his hand. HA. (note: miewlee v much likes a certain ms lavigne now, i must say. she was spouting "punk raaawks!" sporadically throughout the night. Hohoho.)
Eventually hit the dance floor at around 1+ am-- miew had all the luck in the world on the dance floor. Couples smooching just next to her, over zealous ang-moh dancer toppling down on her while pamela and myself (well me, more like) laughed hysterically. Much to Pam's delight she saw her Vincent Ng there, accompanied by the large jawed Jeff Wang. Hrm. Left club at nearly 3am, then trooped to Boon Tong Kee with Maxie + bf (met them at zouk) for supper. Milleh and myself were belting out tuneless tracks courtesy of the american idol contestants as we walked there. Chicken at boon tong kee was ice-cold, was also put off by the name of the rice-- oil rice, they call it. URRRGH. haha. But at least Maxie spotted a piss drunk KEAGAN KANG outside boon tong kee as he staggered by, so that was a v good sighting despite the maniacal grin on his face. Hooo!
Played WC at miew's house when we finally got back, took stupid photos of pam and miewmiew, and generally did stupid things before finally succumbing to sleep at like, erm, 6+ am. Think have found the johnny knoxville in myself thanks to the amt of silly things i do. Eh! Mebbe that's my true calling!
Ho.
mercoledì, febbraio 05, 2003
{Lawyer-ly Instincts Unearthed?}
Thus my life as an attaché at the law firm begins. Am v. much dreading the v v v long workdays in the coming weeks. First day on the job, and i'm not quite sure if law's the thing for me already. Seeing the immense amounts of stress the lawyers put themselves through, the huge workload and neverending hours (...) Hoooo, baby.
Outline of what i did today, in brief (?)
0930: Reported to work
0940: Operations manager at the firm brought me on my "rounds" (omg. rounds. can u believe that). Was introduced to all 21 partners in the firm, which brought me from the 14th floor to the 15th and finally to the 19th. (yes, i gather its a rather large law firm now) Smile frozen in place as well as hands, due to sub-zero temperatures in firm. All seem like pretty nice people, except for one man, introduced as the HUNK of the firm. urgh. think he's got the ego to match his title. gaaah. Am sad to say i can't remember a single name tho'. *sheepish*
1000: Continued rounds, meeting the junior lawyers, again, all nice folks. Some of the chaps were pretty amusing. A few *quote milleh + ky* chiochio lady lawyers who dont look a day over 21. Gaaaaah.
1020: Settled down at my desk on the 15th floor, which is right next to printer. Infernal machine coughs out sheafs of documents at an alarming rate + is horrifically noisy to boot.
1025: Troop down to 14th floor to look for one of the junior lawyers (she's REAAALLLY nice, despite what she makes me read) to collect files from her to go through. Day 1 will see me getting familiarized with legal jargon + cases etc etc. Work (like proof-reading, drafting reports, editing etc) will come later. Nice laydee goes to shelf and pulls out 4 HUMONGOUS files and tells me to read them. Nearly sprain wrists receiving files from her.
1030: Meet the other girl who's attached to the firm before going up-- lo and behold! She's none other than Puja, an rgps classmate! Amazing. Small small world. She tells me that lvl 14's much better than 15, as junior lawyers are all on 14 and thus atmosphere is rather more relaxed and friendly. 15 has all the partners and the junior lawyers tipped for promotion-- thus more busy and v strict w work n stuff. Files really starting to weigh me down so i decide to make way back up to desk.
1040: Am nearly crying due to content of first file: probate case. Terrible, terrible stuff. V v v dry. Junior lawyer comes by to pick up stuff from printer (one of many, many people who collect docs which means i can't bum around at all! haha DAMN) and tells me they call the probate cases "dead men walking". I can so see why.
1120: Start on 2nd probate case file. Neck starting to ache.
1200: Start on 3rd file-- YES! Its some trademark registration case thing! Woohooo!
1245: Had 15 minutes to read through 4th file on trademark registrations before lunch. Proved to be an impossible task. Tried to speed read but it only resulted in a headache. Urrgh.
1315: Had miserable, sad, small, pathetic little lunch of a single bun as had no $$$ to spend at Spinelli's downstairs. Also puja had to meet a friend somewhere in the vicinity and i declined to tag along, despite her invite. Went back to desk freezing cold and still hungry + headache due to excessive reading. Had a frantic sms session with a few people to complain about my sorry state of affairs (HAHHHAHAHAH)
1400: Restarted on 4th file, which was relatively interesting as a large, prominent company was involved. Got to read all the inside details in the workings of the company, so that was cool.
1440: Went to law library to pick up a few books for light reading-- met puja there and thereafter i went with her to return case files and pick up new ones.
1450: Back at desk with the "GOOOD STUFF"-- divorce petitions!!! Hah! There are an amazing lot of scandalous people out there, is all i can say. Its amazing man. Simply amazing. But i cannot and will not go into any specifics lest i get sued meself. Plus i respect their privacy lars. Ho! See? Am nice person. V engrossed in the draaamaaa/theatrics of the 2 cases i got to read about, thickness of the volumes nonwithstanding. 1st binder was 281pgs long, 2nd was 72, 3rd was 257pgs... Lost track of time reading the cases till.....
1740: Left with one last binder, roughly 200pgs long. Neck v stiff from terrible posture, hands nearly blue with cold, eyes swimming from vast amounts of reading. But arrived home safely with puja (incidentally she stays ard my area too. smaaallll world), so all is well.
Can't say i'm anticipating my next session with them (friday, as have to revert to choral instructor tmr) but i can't say i'm dreading it tooooo much (there is a modicum of dread still but well! its less than expected) either. And that's a start!
Thus my life as an attaché at the law firm begins. Am v. much dreading the v v v long workdays in the coming weeks. First day on the job, and i'm not quite sure if law's the thing for me already. Seeing the immense amounts of stress the lawyers put themselves through, the huge workload and neverending hours (...) Hoooo, baby.
Outline of what i did today, in brief (?)
0930: Reported to work
0940: Operations manager at the firm brought me on my "rounds" (omg. rounds. can u believe that). Was introduced to all 21 partners in the firm, which brought me from the 14th floor to the 15th and finally to the 19th. (yes, i gather its a rather large law firm now) Smile frozen in place as well as hands, due to sub-zero temperatures in firm. All seem like pretty nice people, except for one man, introduced as the HUNK of the firm. urgh. think he's got the ego to match his title. gaaah. Am sad to say i can't remember a single name tho'. *sheepish*
1000: Continued rounds, meeting the junior lawyers, again, all nice folks. Some of the chaps were pretty amusing. A few *quote milleh + ky* chiochio lady lawyers who dont look a day over 21. Gaaaaah.
1020: Settled down at my desk on the 15th floor, which is right next to printer. Infernal machine coughs out sheafs of documents at an alarming rate + is horrifically noisy to boot.
1025: Troop down to 14th floor to look for one of the junior lawyers (she's REAAALLLY nice, despite what she makes me read) to collect files from her to go through. Day 1 will see me getting familiarized with legal jargon + cases etc etc. Work (like proof-reading, drafting reports, editing etc) will come later. Nice laydee goes to shelf and pulls out 4 HUMONGOUS files and tells me to read them. Nearly sprain wrists receiving files from her.
1030: Meet the other girl who's attached to the firm before going up-- lo and behold! She's none other than Puja, an rgps classmate! Amazing. Small small world. She tells me that lvl 14's much better than 15, as junior lawyers are all on 14 and thus atmosphere is rather more relaxed and friendly. 15 has all the partners and the junior lawyers tipped for promotion-- thus more busy and v strict w work n stuff. Files really starting to weigh me down so i decide to make way back up to desk.
1040: Am nearly crying due to content of first file: probate case. Terrible, terrible stuff. V v v dry. Junior lawyer comes by to pick up stuff from printer (one of many, many people who collect docs which means i can't bum around at all! haha DAMN) and tells me they call the probate cases "dead men walking". I can so see why.
1120: Start on 2nd probate case file. Neck starting to ache.
1200: Start on 3rd file-- YES! Its some trademark registration case thing! Woohooo!
1245: Had 15 minutes to read through 4th file on trademark registrations before lunch. Proved to be an impossible task. Tried to speed read but it only resulted in a headache. Urrgh.
1315: Had miserable, sad, small, pathetic little lunch of a single bun as had no $$$ to spend at Spinelli's downstairs. Also puja had to meet a friend somewhere in the vicinity and i declined to tag along, despite her invite. Went back to desk freezing cold and still hungry + headache due to excessive reading. Had a frantic sms session with a few people to complain about my sorry state of affairs (HAHHHAHAHAH)
1400: Restarted on 4th file, which was relatively interesting as a large, prominent company was involved. Got to read all the inside details in the workings of the company, so that was cool.
1440: Went to law library to pick up a few books for light reading-- met puja there and thereafter i went with her to return case files and pick up new ones.
1450: Back at desk with the "GOOOD STUFF"-- divorce petitions!!! Hah! There are an amazing lot of scandalous people out there, is all i can say. Its amazing man. Simply amazing. But i cannot and will not go into any specifics lest i get sued meself. Plus i respect their privacy lars. Ho! See? Am nice person. V engrossed in the draaamaaa/theatrics of the 2 cases i got to read about, thickness of the volumes nonwithstanding. 1st binder was 281pgs long, 2nd was 72, 3rd was 257pgs... Lost track of time reading the cases till.....
1740: Left with one last binder, roughly 200pgs long. Neck v stiff from terrible posture, hands nearly blue with cold, eyes swimming from vast amounts of reading. But arrived home safely with puja (incidentally she stays ard my area too. smaaallll world), so all is well.
Can't say i'm anticipating my next session with them (friday, as have to revert to choral instructor tmr) but i can't say i'm dreading it tooooo much (there is a modicum of dread still but well! its less than expected) either. And that's a start!