Nerdy gets a bit too wordy.

There is this nerd in my office. I know I am being mean to judge her and stereotype her based on her mannerisms and all, but I really don’t like people like that. She’s actually a degree holder so this proves qualifications doesn’t actually prove you’re all brains. And btw, I didn’t say nerd ‘cos she reads alot.
 
nerd
–noun Slang.
1.  a stupid, irritating, ineffectual, or unattractive person.  
2.  an intelligent but single-minded person obsessed with a nonsocial hobby or pursuit: a computer nerd.  
 
She belongs to the first category. She’s stupid ‘cos she is totally irrelevant. When people tell her off or scream at her, she laughs.

Nope. That’s not ‘cos she takes it in a positive stride or something. It’s ‘cos she’s not even aware that the other person is acting this way as they can’t tolerate the way she does things.
 
In a working environment, people judge your capabilities with the way you do your thang. Like how you handle your workscope and even how you walk. This woman practically strolls to and fro her desk. And the way she uses the computer is intolerable! She seems to be measuring the PC screen with her mouse. I can actually count the seconds she takes to move her mouse from once place to another! And when she has nothing to do, she just tilts her head to either side and stares at the computer screen, blankly. And this can take hours. She sometimes even falls asleep in that process. Can you imagine that? I think I am better off ‘cos I start to blog or secretly surf the net. Haha, not very productive but atleast people see me AWAKE.
 
The worst part is, no body likes her and she keeps sticking to me like a leech. I can’t seem to flick her off ‘cos she’s sitting behind me. She keeps talking to me about irrelevant stuff and laughs to herself. Me, being the nice soul, try my very best to entertain her by a slight nod. (Even when sometimes I catch no ball as to what she’s talking about.) So finally, after four months she finds that nobody likes her ‘cos of the way she is. So she tries to change herself.

She’s usually quiet but surprisingly she’s becoming talkative and over-friendly to everyone. (Atleast she stopped sucking my blood – for a while.)
 
So yesterday this old man walks in the office and starts talking to Janet and Anita. It’s typical of him. He’s actually the driver of my big boss so he just walks in my office when he’s got nothing much to do and starts chatting with everyone, mostly Anita & Janet.

This man is a chi ko pek so he likes to be a little bit flirtatious to women so his typical conversations has ‘dear’, ‘darling’ in it. I, on the other hand, totally avoid him ever since he asked me out on a dinner date. That was the end of the line. He crossed the line of my tolerance level. Can’t believe what these old men think of themselves but well, coming back to the topic, he was flirting with Janet and Anita when suddenly our good friend, the nerd exclaims “Hey Mohd, Missed me?”
 
I was totally dumbfounded and I turned to another colleague Liling, and showed her my shocked + disgusted face. Liling grinned and shook her head in return. Liling happens to be the supervisor of nerd by the way.
 
And today, nerds asks me if I know this one person. I tell her no, and explain that there are actually two people of the same name, so I don’t exactly know who is who. And then I proceed with my work when suddenly she starts to prolong the conversation.
 
Nerd: “Oh you know, during the Introduction to everyone my first day here, I hardly remembered anyone after that. Just too many faces.”
Me: “Urm okay. Me too.”
Nerd: “I only remember one person. Jonathan.”
Me: “Err, okay.”
 
*I was just thinking she was being irrelevant again.*
 
Nerd: “That’s because he had such a charming smile.. Ahhh. *Sighs*”
Me: *Speechless*
 
I can’t understand how this woman seems to be apt with all other matters except work.
 
On Monday the HR manager brought two young men around the office to introduce the staff to them (it’s the norm here). So while travelling out to lunch, we happened to bum into one of the guys at the bus-stop. We asked him where he was heading and since it was out of the way, we left.
 
Today the same guy walks past my desk and stops and says a “Hi” to me. I was busy with my stuff and my brain wasn’t really functioning so I just stared back at him thinking he was about to ask me a favour. Then he walks to my side and says “Hi” and smiles again. So this times, I realise he wasn’t really asking a favour but was being friendly.
 
I was a little embarrassed so I smiled and said “Oh.. Hello..”
 
The moment he walks past the nerd, she immediately bounces up and says “Hi! Did you manage to get the bus back yesterday?”
 
He: “Urr?”
Nerd: “Oh! I was in the lorry going for lunch! I was seated just behind!! I saw you!!”
He: “Oh! Haha.. Yeah I did.. Was heading to the ATM to get some cash lah.”
Nerd: “Ohh okay! Hehehehe.”
 
And he walks off to see someone else. At this point I decided to just turn to Liling to see what her reaction was and poor Liling was about to hit her head hard on the walls.
 
Nerd walks off for a toilet break and Liling starts to whine..
 
Liling : “How I wish she could be more alert in work matters other then guys.. I didn’t know she had such a flirtatious side to her.”

Me: “Yeah, I totally understand.”

It never pays to be good.

For once, yesterday I broke the record of my life by sleeping at 8pm. It’s the earliest in my history! I don’t know why, but I was so tired yesterday that I was falling asleep everywhere. (The toilets, bus, train etc.) The sleep was so shiok but I was dreading at the fact of getting up at 6.30am for work today but oh well, that happens everyday.
 
Today, my msn khaki Prita has been sent to C.H.I.J. (Toa Payoh) Secondary for relief teaching till September, and yes, that’s where we came from. She was ultimately shocked when she heard the news from our ex tamil teacher, Madam Saraswathi. It’s her first day at work for her today and I sincerely hope that she’s not stuck with brats. It’s really scary when students can cause teachers depression and panic attacks. Well, I hope Prita’s garang appearance helps to shrink them when they even think of making her life miserable. She’s our thalae, remember? It’s my duty as her vaalu’s gf to wish the best for her. (Ragu was designated the duty of a vaalu sometime back.)
 
That means, I have no consistent msn khaki till September. *Sobs*
 
Ah Boon didn’t come to work today and he’s responsible for buying lunch for our whole company, so that left me and Azizah to get the job done for him. It was something everyone was avoiding as it’s really not easy to cater for everyone’s individual needs. Our staff are the least understanding and they demand most un-usual requests like Chicken Rice – without the Chicken, Vegetarian Noodles with an additional egg in it and the list went on. But somehow, we managed quite well.
 
As usual, when we reached the office, Azizah went around saying she didn’t need me around as she handled most of it by herself. (Truth was, she WANTED to buy the stuff herself and refused to even show me the list. I guess she was afraid I’ll get the credits if I managed to do this by myself.) So I had to tag along as she placed the orders and sat by at the corner of the food centre talking with one of the delivery guys until she was done. So yeah, I also assisted in carrying the heavy carriers to the lorry and to the office afterwards. I won’t go the next time since she says she doesn’t need me around. Pffft. Such ungrateful people really piss me off sometimes.
 
P.S. Get well soon Becky.

Time flies when you’re having fun.

On Friday, I met Dharshi, Becky & Prita after work as planned, but didn’t go to Iniyavans for dinner. Instead, we headed down to another restaurant to eat Dosai for dinner. After that, we proceeded to shop with the Shoppers Parasites Paradise. Becky was soo sweet to buy me a box of eye colours. =) Prita got herself a lip gloss. We were too tired to walk around that we decided to get back home to get our well deserved rest ‘cos Becky and me had to work the following day.

Saturday morning was spent at work as usual and then I met up with Becky at Jurong East MRT station after work. Meeting up with her on a Saturday afternoon reminded me of the old times when I was working at Keppel Benoi with her. Memories which can’t be forgotten. =)

Shockingly, Becky surprised me by coming 30mins earlier. (She’s always late!) And then we took our lunch at one of the coffee-shops nearby before we headed to Ragu’s office in Aljuned. We went there as Becky wanted to check out some of the supplements at Ragu’s office, for her parents. And then Ragu conducted the product tour for us, and I was so dumbfounded to see Ragu speak so well. This boy has changed so much. He used to stammer so much, but now, he speaks so confidently. I’m so proud of him. =) I was also practically drooling at him ‘cos he looked so smart in his formal wear. I had to stop gawking at him so much if not everyone was going to notice it! Haha.

After the tour, Becky took her leave as she was going to meet Shoba at Suntec City. Then Ragu and myself decided to head to Pasir Ris since we’ve never been there before. We had our dinner at Lerk Thai.

Ragu at 'Lerk Thai'

After that, we headed down to the beach for a stroll. We sat and spoke for hours. It was the first time we actually got to spend some time together, just to talk. It was like a break from the hectic world, really felt at peace.

Sunday was spent slacking at usual, before Ragu came over. I don’t like to meet him on Sunday evenings ‘cos it kinda pains me when I get to send him off to camp after that. It’s like bidding farewell before I get to see him exactly a week later. I’m trying to get myself used to it but I’m failing miserably.

Yesterday was a very busy day at work. My colleague Jane was on MC and I almost died handling both our job-scopes because it was a MONDAY and there were so many orders coming in. I coudn’t even take a small break away from the computer screen and had to even control my nature calls at times. Damn terok man! Oh well, after work I met Prita & Dharshi at Causeway Point. Main purpose was to get my lip-stud, but due to Prita’s punctuality, I got my stud even before that woman was halfway near CWP. After she came, we were shopping around for Jachin’s birthday gift and I was getting abit too hungry by then, so I was bugging Prita to make it quick. So she got her stuff done fast and we headed to one of our favourite places ‘Al Ameen’ for dinner.

I can’t wait for the weekends.

*Bangs head on the walls*

Luckiest Day of My Life

I was at the Ayer Rajah hawker centre for lunch today. After digging in my Mee-Kuah, I accompanied my new friend Ashikin to the stall nearby as she wanted to get something to munch at the office. So I sat back at the nearest seat while waiting for her and suddenly, I literally saw bird poop travelling down to my jeans going “plopp.” It was gross, I tell you. The worse part, it wasn’t the usual amount. It was rather alot for bird poop so it could have belonged to a pigeon or worse still, a crow. (Ravens are playing in my life a little too much, now.)

Then, Azizah drove us all back to the office. As I was narrating the bird poop story to my colleagues while walking back, I stepped on dog poo. My colleagues couldn’t stop laughing, and also told me to buy 4-D or Toto today. (I have no idea how this works, never bought before.)

I don’t think anyone has encountered such experiences before, right? If yes, please let me know. It might make me feel a little better. Lol.
 
Am gonna meet my folks Becky, Prita & Dharshini today. The plan is have dinner at Iniyavans, due to Dharshini’s sudden craving.
 
It’’s finally Friday.

Internet, alcohol and sleep tied to girls’ weight

NEW YORK – GIRLS and young women who devote much time to the Internet, get too little sleep or regularly drink alcohol are more likely than their peers to put on excess weight, a new study suggests.

The researchers, who followed more than 5,000 girls between 14 and 21 years old for 1 year, found that the more spare time girls spent on the Internet, the more their body mass index (BMI) increased.

Similar patterns were seen when the researchers looked at alcohol consumption and sleep. In the latter case, lack of sleep was linked to greater gains in BMI – a measure of weight in relation to height.

The findings, reported in The Journal of Pediatrics, add to evidence implicating each of these three habits in promoting weight gain.

The effect of each may be small, but over time the pounds can add up, according to the researchers, led by Dr Catherine S. Berkey of Brigham & Women’s Hospital and Harvard Medical School in Boston.

The study involved 5,036 girls and young women who were surveyed regarding the number of recreational hours per week they spent on the Internet, which ranged from 1 to 5 hours, to 16-plus hours, as well as how long they typically slept each night (anywhere from 5 hours or less, to 9 hours or more) and how much alcohol they usually drank (ranging from none to two or more drinks per week).

In general, the researchers found, as Internet use climbed, so did BMI, particularly among girls younger than 18 years old.

When it came to sleep, those who clocked 5 hours or less tended to gain more weight than those who got a standard 8 hours. And girls and women who had 2 or more alcoholic drinks per week put on more pounds than those who drank the least.

The effects over 1 year were modest, Dr Berkey’s team points out. For example, a 19-year-old of average weight and height would gain 4 pounds if she were in the high-risk groups for Internet use, sleep and alcohol consumption.

However, the researchers add, over time that could translate into significant weight change.

Spending hours on the Internet likely contributes to weight gain by taking time away from physical activity, according to Dr Berkey’s team.

Lack of sleep may make people too tired to be active during the day; sleep deprivation also affects hormones and metabolism in a way that might promote weight gain.

Meanwhile, alcohol contains a significant amount of calories, and research suggests that people usually don’t make an adjustment for liquid calories by eating or drinking less throughout the rest of the day. — REUTERS

Right Thurr-sday

Why is it that some people fail to realise that being hideous about something in the fear that it might upset the person won’t do anything but upset the person even more? It’s always best to be honest and admit the truth, instead of putting up a false front ‘cos matters become worse when reality steps in.
 
Yesterday wasn’t a very pleasant day for me. Especially when one of my colleague who happens to be a good friend of mine got into a bit of a fight with a co-worker. He’s the sort who doesn’t like to get involved in problems and who rarely gets angry so this time, he took it quite well. The disturbing fact was I thought he was being bullied due to this very character of his. Being the dreamy me, I was just visualizing a sight of me going to the bully and giving some karate kicks which painfully lands him on the filthy floors. But as usual, it can only happen in my dreams lah, lets not go there.
 
I went down to the Sony Ericsson Service Centre (Bishan) yesterday, in the hope that something could be done about my faulty earpiece. (The left side was playing ‘broken’ music, and sometimes it stopped playing anything at all.) Prita, Vanan & Dharshini decided to be darlings to follow me there. I also thought of sending my phone for full servicing since the phone itself was giving me problems. Just my luck, there was no stock for the red earpieces and I had to leave my contact number behind so that they could contact me when the earpiece arrives. They also told me full servicing for the handsets can take 3 – 5 working days so I decided to send my phone for repair the next time I come down to collect my earpiece, ‘cos I needed to find a spare phone in the meantime! Thanks to Prita for offering to lend me her phone! Wee.. Prita also sent her brother’s phone for servicing as the touch screen phone stopped reacting to touches anymore. Lol.
 
After the wait at the Sony Ericcson Service Centre, we proceeded to KFC where Vanan gave us a dinner treat. And then we were walking about Junction 8 for a while and came across this one shop where they sold sock like materials for use as a handphone pouch. And Prita was so sweet to get me one in purple. Double thanks to Prita now!

My moods have been brightened up big time today ‘cos I came to work thinking it was Wednesday, but when I realised it was Thursday, the thought of another day before the weekends really made my day.

Self praise = International disgrace

Men generally like to brag. This is something which I found out pretty recently. And they only grow out of it as they mature – and some can take ages.
 
Women, on the other hand, have zero tolerance level for brags. (Take me for example.) I’ve always felt that being humble is the best way to earn respect no matter how ‘big’ you are. I never felt good about praising myself. But of  course, I do feel shiok when I get praises for something good I’ve done. Sometimes I don’t even react well to praises, I get all modest and embarrased.
 
Of course, they are other women who love to brag as well, but looking at it from my own statistics, I think more men have a bragging tendancy compared to females.
 
Met up with my fellow dudettes yesterday. Becky, Prita & Dharshi. We met up at our trademark meeting place – Yishun.
 
And NO, before we get branded as anjax or whatever, it’s not cos we have some indian makkal gatherings. It’s simply ‘cos it’s more accessible to places where we can go for threading instead of travelling so far to tekka just to get it done. Came across a new Indian Boutique which is now open at the place where once Rupini’s was. If you don’t get your size, they actually make customised punjabi suits and nice kurtha tops, which will be made to measure with no additional costs. Brilliant. Now I have another place to consider if I need to get any tradional wear.
 
I’m not having a good time with relationships. I’ve been snapping on people quite bad lately. I guess the recent happenings has made me act this way. It takes both parties to take initiatives for a relationship to work well. When it’s just one sided, things tend to turn a bit sour.  Few mankinds however, have the tendancy of taking everything for granted. That’s when even a small matter gets blown up and causes everything to crumble down.
 
Sometimes I sit back and think if I am really happy being a human. Career, social status, human relationships, financial freedom.. We have so many things to worry about and work towards. How I wish I was Sanjana sometimes. To just laze around and be fed on time, be pampered and squished by everyone. Be be able to walk around freely with no worries.

The princess Sanjana sleeping.

And it’s Monday again.

Met Dharshi’s colleagues Vio & Terrence last Friday, along with Ragu, Vanan, Dharshi & Prita. We had dinner at Tiong Bahru. It was pretty interesting to speak with them as we heard stories about Indonesia from Vio. Ragu and Vanan had some bodybuilding talk with Terrence. I ate cheese egg prata which was quite very yummy. And the Milo Dinosaur. *Slurps.*
 
We went to Shiveesh’s birthday party on Saturday. It was held at the Islamic Restaurant. It was great meeting all of our cousins.. And I was really getting myself entertained with the magician. The food was good, I loved the sweet and sour fish. We were told to be there at 6pm and my family and I only reached there at about 7odd to discover that we were the earliest. (For once.) Even the birthday boy and his family members came late!
 
Aside to Lavan : If you’re reading this, please remember to send me the pics we painfully took. Lol. Memories like these should be cherished.
 
Oh well, its yet another week again. Nothing much to look forward to at the moment.
 
I’m having weird dreams lately. Hmm..

The Starters.

I decided to move here with no particular reason in mind. I just felt that the layouts and structures in wordpress is way better then my previous blog account. (Shall not tarnish it’s reputation here.) It really helps that everything here is done, by default. I don’t have to meddle with CSS codes and etc, which I really suck at.

It’s the weekends and I can hardly wait to meet my babyboi in a while.

Today I had a marvelous journey on the way to work in the MRT. The train today was unexeptionally crowded leaving me to stand beside this amorous couple and their actions were annoying me to the every bit. Let me explain.

I’m not the kind of average Singaporean who cringes at the sight of a couple getting mushy in public. I’m okay with that, as long as it doesn’t affect me in any way/s. While on a crowded journey in the train, it’s norm for many couples to use this opportunity to cuddle together. So far, so good. But this couple were going far more then that. I don’t exactly know how or what they were doing, as I didn’t want to irk my stomach in the morning by looking for details. The annoying part was when they kept stepping on my feet and swinging their hands around. (nudging my arm in the process.) Adding on to my morning ‘madness’, I really felt like telling them off to go find a hotel for their romp or something. Can’t people be a little more sensitive to their surroundings? Don’t give me the ‘Love is blind’ crap.. I’ll slap the shit of anyone who does this infront of my kid in future. Gruff.

I finally found shoes of the perfect fit for me, yesterday. Thanks to Vio and Dharshi. I don’t know why, but God decided to bestow me long skinny feet which made it so difficult for me to buy any covered shoe. It doesn’t help that most Singaporeans are of petite built and because of that, people like me are left with no choice but to wander around with sandals. I have met ladies who are taller then me by 0.1 metres but even they have smaller feet then me. Even my hands are long, including my fingers. Somehow, my body structure tells me that my height is not supposed to be 1.68m. I think I was supposed to have grown up to about a healthy 1.8m, but have not grown due to some calcium deficiency. BUT thank god, I am not any taller then I am. If not I would had trouble finding a soulmate for myself. Lol..

This Saturday’s is something I am looking for. Shiveesh’s 2nd birthday party. It would definitely be a break from work and a chance to meet up with all my cousins.

Exactly a year before, I left to Kim Keat a day earlier to help out with the celebrations of this boy’s first birthday and since one of my hi-bye online friend was staying nearby, I decided to initiate a 2 min meet with him. And he agreed… And that’s when I met Ragu for the first time. And everything fell in place after that.. A sweet reminisce of the whole journey leaves me with a big grin. It surprises me to think on how far we’ve had this going, and I can’t wait to get all settled down. (Atleast then I won’t have to deprive myself of seeing him once a week.) Haha.

P.S. Thalae aka Sam-boh Prata, Please update your blog before I sell it to the karanguni man.