It makes a huge difference in my mood during JT’s absence.
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Cos JT’s not there to call for me every 15 seconds to talk about random stuff or ask me a stupid favour. (Note:- It pisses the shit outta me when she calls me over to her room when she could have just told the info to me over the fone, especially at those times I am really busy, rushing out on my overdue reports.)

-Flashback-

*Her hand calling me towards her direction, just like how you will signal your servant/maid.*

JT: “Gayaaaa.. Gayaaa… Come here…”
JT: “Gayaaa.. I called you here because I just forwarded you an e-mail.. Take note haaaa.”

WTF? Is this why you asked me to walk over all the way to your desk, you MORON!!!
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Cos the JT is not there to constantly call me and remind me of things I already know.

-Flashback-

*She picks up her fone and dials my extension*. (Note:- I am seated just a few metres away from here, thus I can hear echos whenever she speaks as I hear her on the phone and in person as well.)
JT: “Gaya, you know haa? Blah blah blah has requested for blah blah. You know right? Remember haaaa. Don’t forget to give them the info by tomorrow haaa. Okokok.”

2 minutes later, JT dials my extension yet again.

“Have you sent it out? What? You haven’t? Its important! I know the deadline is tomorrow, but I am telling you for your own good. Its better if you do it now. Your busy? With what? Okokok. Send it after your done with your invoices.”

3 minutes later.. My phone rings again.. I don’t hear her dialing in speaker mode (like she usually does) so I happily answer the call knowing it’s someone else. Another colleague of mine is on the line..

“Hey.. JT asked me to remind you to send out the info, have you done it? What? You already spoke to her about it? She never tell me anything leh. Eh sorry for disturbing you..”

You dumb dodo bird, do you even know the meaning of deadlines?
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Cos the JT is not around to make me run her errands.

-Flashback-

*Dials my number on the phone.*

JT: “Gayaaa, can you help me collect the fax at the first floor and pass it on the second floor to the secretary. Cos I need to attend an urgent meeting at the second floor. Be fast haaa. Rush.. I need it.”

*After running up and down the stairs I come back to the office and see her still seated at her desk, applying make-up to her beautiful face.”

JT: “Pass to the secretary already haaa? Okokok. Thanks Gayaa..”

CCB. I think I need to give her tuition on the meaning of urgency.
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Cos JT’s around to give me false information and make me panic for nothing.

-Flashback-

JT: “Gayaa, can you please stop whatever your doing and give importance to this one. Very important.

*Explains the job*

“Its very important – Send it to Gemma’s email. Make sure you do it now.

So I stop whatever I’m doing no matter how overdue my assignment is and focus on the new URGENT task. After I send it over, the person who requested calls me up to thank me.

Gemma: “Hey Gaya, thanks for acting so fast though I asked for it by end of next week. Really appreciate it.”

Me: “Whaat?! That woman told me its urgent and to send it now..”

Gemma: “Erm.. I sent her an e-mail saying I need this by next week. (I caught her giggling on the fone secretively at this point.)

Anyone got contacts for an assassinator? I think I need one.
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So now you know why it makes so much of a difference?

I am so happy today. JT’s not around!

*Dances around.*

Today, we are going to talk about the differences of the three (similar but not same) members of the Cephalopod family. They are the Octopus, Squid and the Cuttlefish.

Many of us today, enjoying eating these species but don’t know much facts about them. Some actually can’t differentiate them from another. (Tell you a secret, I too could not really tell a squid and an octopus apart till I read up on them. That’s why I’m sharing my knowledge today.)

Octopus

Octopuses are characterized by their eight arms (not tentacles), usually bearing suction cups. These arms are a type of muscular hydrostat. Unlike most other cephalopods, the majority of octopuses have almost entirely soft bodies with no internal skeleton. They have neither a protective outer shell like cuttlefish or squids.

Three defensive mechanisms are typical of octopuses: ink sacs, camouflage, and detaching of limbs (When under attack, some octopuses can detach their own limbs, in a similar manner to the way skinks and other lizards detach their tails.).

A few species, such as the Mimic Octopus, have a fourth defense mechanism. They can combine their highly flexible bodies with their color changing ability to accurately mimic other, more dangerous animals such as lionfish, sea snakes and eels. They have also been observed changing the texture of their mantle in order to achieve a greater camouflage. The mantle can take on the spiky appearance of seaweed, or the scraggly, bumpy texture of a rock, among other disguises. (Wow, cool!!)

Cuttlefish

Cuttlefish have an internal shell (cuttlebone), large eyes, and eight arms and two tentacles furnished with denticulated suckers, with which they secure their prey.

Cuttlefish are sometimes called the chameleon of the sea because of their remarkable ability to rapidly alter their skin colour at will and have ink, like squid and octopuses which acts as it’s self defense.

Squid

Squid, like cuttlefish, have eight arms and two tentacles arranged in pairs. (These tentacles do not grow back if severed). The main body mass of the squid is enclosed in the mantle, which has two swimming fins along each side. The squids usually squirt ink, like cuttlefishes and octopuses which acts as it’s self defense.

Cheers!

*Wanders off to grab some fried calamari*

There was a grand naming ceremony which took place in my company last week, on the day after Valentine’s day. (Thank god I had nothing on Valentines day, the preparations itself had me killed for two weeks).

For those who don’t really understand the meaning behind the naming ceremony, a little explanation for you. As you know, I’m working in a shipyard. Although my yard doesn’t do newbuilding of vessels (building of ships from scratch), we actually do conversions of vessels. For example, there are many kinds of vessels in the sea. Like.. Container Ship, Livestock Carrier, Oil Tanker, FPSO (Floating Production Storage and Off-loading vessel). So the process of conversion actually means converting a type of a vessel to another type. Like a container ship to a FPSO vessel. So when this is done, a new name is given to the vessel.. as it’s like a re-birth for the vessel.

This naming of the vessel is done on a grand scale in my yard itself. Marketing Department (My department) does the lead by arranging everything from the tentage (where the ceremony is held) to the food. Now you understand what we were so busy with. Hehe. Well, coming back to the ceremony.. This naming ceremony is one I won’t forget. Reasons as follows.

Firstly, something unfortunate had to happen two days before this ceremony. We had our 300+ door gifts already packed nicely into gift carriers and stacked into my department. When I was going to knock off from work (I was the only one at the office), I heard a loud thud noise coming from the corners of my office. I almost had a heart attack as the noise was very loud – I thought that the window has cracked from all that rain. After a while I noticed that the floor was wet. Then I found out that the pipe broke and water was seeping through the walls. I had to shift all the door gifts up but sadly couldn’t salvage all my gifts.

Thank the good lord,we had some spare. The flow of water gradually increased that my office looked like a mini Jakarta. (The flood effect) I had to call the cleaners to help me vacuum the water but they took ages to come. So I grabbed a bin (Those big black garbage bins you see at the roads) and manually scooped the water in, excruciatingly one by one, to prevent it from flowing out of the office and spreading to other offices. After sometime, when the cleaners finally arrived, I took my leave. Haiz.. The next two days were spent re-packing everything.

During the naming ceremony itself, I spent my time running errands when my saviour Emily offered to bring me onboard. So the very first vessel I went onboard was FPSO Umuroa. Oh gosh, I took ages to climb the stairway up the vessel as I held on the railings so hard climbing the steps one at a time, peeking at the bottom in between. The metallic stairs had holes everywhere which greeted me to the deep blue sea at the bottom which freaked me out to the max. The whole time I was just imagining what kinda sight it would have been if i just tumbled down, hitting my head in the stairway causing it to shatter into pieces, landing right into the sea. My colleagues were asking me not to look down but how to?? How to look at the sky and climb the stairs? You still have to look at the bottom what!! So when I finally reached the top, I saw a whole lot of workers staring at me. Then I realised that they had to wait for me to reach to the top before they can run down the stairs to go for lunch! Paiseh paiseh!!

For ten minutes, I remained very silent and my arms were trembling. I could not respond to whatever Karin was telling me, I just stared into empty space. Just imagine how traumatized I was! After I recovered, I started enjoying my ‘tour’ abit more.. Although the guy explaining everything got abit technical, I learnt abit here and there. Went to see the accommodation part.. to the engine room.. and my favourite of the day – the cold room. That’s the room where they keep stock of the meat and fish.. etc. It was so freezing cold inside, and imagine how heavenly it was, cause just a moment ago I felt like I was in a sauna. When we were talking inside the cold room, we could see the white smoke coming out of our mouth like those winter countries. – Imagine how cold it was. That whole journey left me tired for the whole day.

That’s us after the tiring event.

Hmm.. Had a family gathering last Monday during the CNY holidays. Was great meeting up with my long lost cousins and all.. The organiser of this ‘Namma Family Day’07′ Ms Lavany Devi had done a very good job. Games and all. Enjoyed myself alot.. Damn! The filthy water of East Coast has caused a pimple outbreak on my face! Hope I recover soon..

Well, looking forward for the weekend! Have got something planned on Saturday night.

*Evil Laughter*

Got this from an email today.

Tough Life

Recently, when I went to McDonald’s I saw on the menu that you could have an order of 6, 9 or 12 Chicken McNuggets. I asked for a half dozen nuggets. “We don’t have half dozen nuggets,” said the teenager at the counter. “You don’t?” I replied. “We only have six, nine, or twelve,” was the reply. “So I can’t order a half dozen nuggets, but I can order six?” “That’s right.” So I shook my head and ordered six McNuggets.

I was checking out at the local Wal-Mart with just a few items and the lady behind me put her things on the belt close to mine. I picked up one of those “dividers” that they keep by the cash register and placed it between our things so they wouldn’t get mixed. After the girl had scanned all of my items, she picked up the “divider”, looking it all over for the bar code so she could scan it. Not finding the bar code she said to me, “Do you know how much this is?” I said to her “I’ve changed my mind, I don’t think I’ll buy that today.” She said “OK,” and I paid her for the things and left. She had no clue to what had just happened.

I recently saw a distraught young lady weeping beside her car. “Do you need some help?” I asked. She replied, “I knew I should have replaced the battery to this remote door unlocker. Now I can’t get into my car. Do you think they (pointing to a distant convenience store) would have a battery to fit this?” “Hmmm, I dunno. Do you have an alarm, too?” I asked. “No, just this remote thingy,” she answered, handing it and the car keys to me. As I took the key and manually unlocked the door, I replied, “Why don’t you drive over there and check about the batteries. It’s a long walk.”

Several years ago, we had an Intern who was none too swift. One day she was typing and turned to a secretary and said, “I’m almost out of typing paper. What do I do?” “Just use copier machine paper,” the secretary told her. With that, the intern took her last remaining blank piece of paper, put it on the photocopier and proceeded to make five “blank” copies.

A mother calls 911 very worried asking the dispatcher if she needs to take her kid to the emergency room, the kid was eating ants. The dispatcher tells her to give the kid some Benadryl and should be fine, the mother says, I just gave him some ant killer….. Dispatcher: Rush him in to emergency!

Moral of the story: Life is tough.. But its even tougher when your surrounded with stupid people.

An older lady gets pulled over for speeding…

Older Woman: Is there a problem, Officer?
Officer: Ma’am, you were speeding.
Older Woman: Oh, I see.
Officer: Can I see your license please?
Older Woman: I’d give it to you but I don’t have one.
Officer: Don’t have one?
Older Woman: Lost it, 4 years ago for drunk driving.
Officer: I see…Can I see your vehicle registration papers please.
Older Woman:I can’t do that.
Officer:Why not?
Older Woman:I stole this car.
Officer:Stole it?
Older Woman:Yes, and I killed and hacked up the owner.
Officer:You what?
Older Woman:His body parts are in plastic bags in the trunk if you want to see..

The Officer looks at the woman and slowly backs away to his car and calls for back up. Within minutes 5 police cars circle the car. A senior officer slowly approaches the car, clasping his half drawn gun.

Officer 2:Ma’am, could you step out of your vehicle please! The woman steps out of her vehicle.
Older woman:Is there a problem sir?
Officer 2:One of my officers told me that you have stolen this car and murdered the owner.
Older Woman:Murdered the owner?
Officer 2:Yes, could you please open the trunk of your car, please.
The woman opens the trunk, revealing nothing but an empty trunk.
Officer 2:Is this your car, ma’am?
Older Woman:Yes, here are the registration papers.

The officer is quite stunned.

Officer 2:One of my officers claims that you do not have a driving license.

The woman digs into her handbag and pulls out a clutch purse and hands it to the officer. The officer examines the license. He looks quite puzzled.

Officer 2:Thank you ma’am, one of my officers told me you didn’t have a license, that you stole this car, and that you murdered and hacked up the owner.
Older Woman: Bet the liar told you I was speeding,too.

Moral of the story: Don’t mess with the oldies.

Hmm.. So Valentine’s Day is around the corner. Sheesh. I have not celebrated Valentine’s Day for 3 yrs flat now. As in, celebrate it with a ‘date’. LOL. Sad sad. How nice will it be if one of my crush calls me out on a date? Well, let that remain an air castle for now.

The weekend was passable. Feel like its been a long time since I met my damsels. Well, Kohi has been busy with her school and Prita has been going MIA for a while now. Menagah must be busy with her beloved as usual. GRRR. Been sometime since I met up with Vani and Anas. Should meet them soon. Or maybe, I should organise an outing with Mena, Senthil, Vani and Anas. Watch movie or something. Yea, seems like a good suggestion. =)

Work has been average. There is an annoying shit pissing me off here and I’m just patriently enduring all of it. I have no idea why she is over analysing stuff and making things complicated for everyone. Well, every office has its own politics but mine is getting a little too complexed. For starters, I’m doubtful on who am I supposed to report to. Seems like everyone is washing hands of the miniature department of mine. Alot of new people and new rules are coming in and I’m pretty lost myself.

Haiz. I’m quite sad. Uvana (My best friend in Secondary School) came here for her vacation and I didn’t even manage to plan an outing with her. By the time I knew it, it was time to send her off at the airport. Still feel very bad. Just that the situation at home wasn’t right. Had no time to hang out with her. I miss her and those old times very much.

Some facts about Uvana I really miss.

- How she used to listen to ‘I’m a survivor’ – Destiny’s Child to motivate her every morning when she’s running to catch the 6.40am train every morning while I and Dharshi will be patiently waiting for her.
- How only her nose starts to perspire after all that running. LOL!
- How she will kill many songs by her wonderful singing. 3 distinct ones, (Metti Oli song, Muthu song, Rishi song)
- The small comb she kept in her bag for her frequent combing of hair at every breaks she can get.
- The way she used to back me up when someone tried to bring me down.
- The amount of wrong information she used to give and how I got influenced and started broadcasting wrong information myself.
- How we both cover up each others asses in times of trouble.
- The morning jogs we decided to take up and how we whacked prata after that.
- Her braces.. Wahaha. (She removed off already lah. Sadsad.)
- Her standard dressing during tuition class. (Black Nike T-Shirt with a Denim Shorts with a Reebok sports shoe with LONG socks, not forgetting that little navy blue backpack of hers)
- The ostrich neck of hers which pops out during photo taking sessions.
- Her powderful eyesight. (She had to double confirm with me if the guy standing a few metres away was her boyfriend before she actually approached him.)
- The way she acts out songs while listening to them.
- Her little handphone (Forgot the brand) which she happily threw out of the school building 4 floors down (I had no idea what she was thinking) which resulted in a shattered screen. She actually used the screenless phone for quite sometime relaying only on unknown calls. Sms-es were impossible.
- Listening to songs on her walkman which she smuggled in during class.
- Watching her always getting caught by my discipline mistress for hanging out with ‘the boys’ at Far East Plaza, which was always a case of mistaken identity.
- The way we had to carry the big boards and sketch books which we used for Art Classes from Toa Payoh to Yishun.
- Our bubble tea sessions after school
- Her little finger at both hands which is slightly ‘crooked’. LOL
- Our must have packet iced milo before we report for morning assembly. (Who gives a damn if we were late?)
- The amount of weirdos we met on our way back home. ( I cannot forget the school boys who offered to buy us socks after looking at our pathetic ankle-length socks we were all forced to wear.)

Well, these are just a few. There are alot more cherished moments which will always be treasured.

I have too many commitments here which will not allow me to Australia for a vacation but I will definately wait for the next time she is here and we’ll have a blast! Oh yeahhh~!

People never fail to amuse me. On how they make sudden grand appearances and how they suddenly leave. I really cannot understand the mentality of some people.

I used to have close friends from the opposite gender and most of them do their disappearing antics when they get into relationships. This is really beginning to piss me off. So what if you have a girlfriend? Why must you cut all contacts with your female friends? Is your girlfriend feeling so demoralised or is she so scared that I might grab you from her? Please grow up lah! Haiyo! This is beginning to piss me off as I’m one who treasure friendship quite a bit.

Well anyways, I must blog on this arsehole I met from the net. I got to know VASI from mIRC. We were ‘thrilled’ to find out that we stay pretty near each other. VASI insisted on meeting up with me since we stay so near each other so I eventually met him like 3days after I got to know him. When I met him, I found him looking really familiar. I also noticed a very distinct birthmark at his neck. So we then started talking about life and etc.. While talking, he seemed to stress that he was single and was looking for a life partner with all my traits. *Cough cough*

It was getting late and I decided to leave. So our friend VASI was walking me back to my block. On our way back, he told me since we were living so near each other, there might be tendencies that we might bump into each other in future. He specifically told me not to acknowledge him if he was with his ’sisters’ cos his sisters are very very protective of him and they dislike him being friends with any girls. I just agreed although I found this quite lame. Haha..

So I told him to come to meet my friend and sister who were sitting under the block waiting for me and god knows why, he got very very scared. VASI was asking questions on their gender and age, macham I set some people to beat him or what. I was quite blur la. But eventually I forced him there and introduced him to my good friend Pritz and my sister Dharsh. The very next moment, he mentioned that he found my sis looking very familar. Then I proceeded to bring my dog for her walks leaving these folks alone. When I returned.. VASI was like “Hey.. welcome back. I was just telling your friends to be careful if they happen to see ‘me’ outside. Cos ah.. I have alot of look-a-likes la. And such irony, all of them are staying in this neighbourhood only..” Then he went on giving names of few of his look-a-likes and some case scenarios where people mistakenly said hi to the wrong person and blah blah..

Then after a while we all decided to send him off la. (As in, chase him away..) After VASI was gone, we started on our gossip session. On how familiar he looks and we all finally came to the conclusion that he was actually faking his identity. One of the names he mentioned as his look-a-likes was the name of my sister’s old chat friends who she has never met before. This particular friend of hers was a dancer on tv and I had seen him on tv before. His name was J-RA. Ahh. Then it all seemed to fall into place.

The next day itself, I logged on to friendster to find the profile of his dance group and tada!!! Through that link, I found J-RA’s friendster profile. True enough, it was him. His name was clearly stated but his profile was enabled to friends only! Dyamn! But had to check this out la. His background picture was a neoprint of him and his girlfriend cuddling each other. And I saw that birthmark on his neck. Wa lao. Don’t tell me look-a-likes got same birthmark all.

Location: In my babygirl’s heart (How romantic)

So farking pissed with these people. Wtf are they playing around when they have a girlfriend? How many lies are they going to tell to cover their shit up? Wud J-RA have two-timed me with a different identity if my sister didn’t know him? Nonsense la! Haha..

Well, after that I did not receive any calls/sms from him. I guess he knew he cudn’t fake more stories anymore after he saw his long lost old friend in my sister.

Annoying itchy backsides.

–DISCLAIMER:–

The following incident is based on a true story. Some names have been changed to protect any affected party. (If you noticed, VASI and J-RA sounds weird, innit?LOL.)

Please cut some slack to any recognized person, place or thing, however fictionalized it may be.

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