Copied off my Friendster bulletin board:
Let me tell you why girls should eventually marry an engineer over a Law, Management, Arts or Medical School Graduate. He has three distinct advantages over the rest of the graduates.
Advantage 1: Secure lifestyle
An engineer boyfriend can provide you with a secure lifestyle. At 27 years old, an engineer probably has a respectable, stable job that gives him a high income to own a car, invest, have a comfortable life, and get married and buy a house too.
Law graduates are still working as a lowly apprentice in law firm. Most management graduates have just failed on their first business plan. The arts graduate is still looking for a job. And the medical school graduate is still living in a hospital.
Advantage 2: Unmatchable industriousness
An engineer boyfriend will dedicate an unimaginable amount of his time and effort to understand you. Engineers strain really really hard tounderstand their work. You can believe that they will try really really hard to understand women too, just like how they understand their work, once they believe that you are the one. So even if they don't understand you initially, they will keep on trying. Even if they still do not understand, they will figure out the correct method to keep you happy (e.g. buy diamond ring = 1 week's worth of happiness.) And once they find out the secret formula, they will just keep on repeating it so that the desired results appear.
Unlike the Lawyer who will argue with you. The Management graduate who will try to control your spending, The Arts graduate who will 'change major'. And the medical school graduate who will operate on you. And you know what, it's really so easy to make engineers believe that You are the 'one'. Say that you like one of their projects and they will be hooked to you forever.
Advantage 3: An engineer boyfriend will never betray your trust.
Let me first tell you what is wrong with the rest of the others - The lawyers will lie about everything. Management graduates will cheat your money. The arts graduate will flirt, and you probably just look like another cadaver to the medical school graduate.
Your engineer boyfriend is either too busy to have an affair, and even if he does, he is too dumb to lie to you about that. Hence, an engineer is the most secure boyfriend that you will ever find - rich enough, will keep on trying to understand and please you, has no time for affairs, and too dumb to lie to you. Plus they are cooler than the others. So girls, why procrastinate? Get an engineer for your boyfriend :P
Friday, December 29, 2006
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Sien
Hello.
*waves*
My boss is on leave.
My sole colleague (same department) is on sick leave.
*turns head*
3 female colleagues are gossiping animatedly while surfing Friendster.
Over half the desks are empty.
4 hours to go.
*waves*
My boss is on leave.
My sole colleague (same department) is on sick leave.
*turns head*
3 female colleagues are gossiping animatedly while surfing Friendster.
Over half the desks are empty.
4 hours to go.
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Hostage
Random thought. If all the icebergs in the world melt, wouldn't the sea level remain unchanged? Then whats all this fuss about global warming =P
Right. I am allowed to rant rite? No names will be mentioned. You people know who you are and I will not apologise for anything I say. So suck it up and close this window if you don't want to read on.
I was kidnapped on Sunday. Yes I was. And held hostage for half a day. All over one damn messy breakup which happened a few months ago. (And no, I'm still with Ayumi thanks.)
The night before I was out till 2. Friend's birthday dinner which was destined to lead to late night DotA (hehe dun deny it birthday boy, ur addicted). Then I watched an interesting low-budget movie called "Thumbsucker" until 4 plus. Had a few notable extras too: Keanu Reeves, Vince Vaughn and that guy from Law and Order- Criminal Intent. Anyways back to the point, it was the wee hours of the morning before I got to bed. 5? Can't remember.
9am. Ring ring. WTF. Silence. ?. Snore...
10am. Ring ring. WTF. Ring ring. WTFWTFWTF. Hello? Shit she's crying. What did that biatch do this time? Coming to pick me up? Huh? Talk? Huh??? ON THE WAY? HUH?!?!
To say that the half hour drive to the beach (her idea) was uncomfortable would be an understatement. To destabilise her any further emotionally was going to be suicidal. Oh yeah I was freakin awake during that trip, my right hand was poised to grab the hand brake at any second.
Background info: everyone knew from the start they were never going to end happily ever after. But when they were going out, he was impossible to seperate from her. When he was overseas, he even indulged in the super annoying "long missed call" technique which he so vocally renounced a year earlier when someone else did it. But there was one thing that bothered us: he never allowed her to spend time with us. Possesive? Up for interpretation. I barely knew her at all.
So I'm her best friend now? -_-"
The breakup was a messy one to say the least. I think she still harbours feelings for him. He though is together with another girl now. And hides the fact that he is. You see where this is going? He tells me he has "hinted" to her. What does that even mean? I had to break the news to her at the beach. Watch her cry her eyes out. Sigh. Why me.
Have you ever heard an angry, broken-hearted girl ramble? If yes, I feel your pain. Hell really hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Right. I am allowed to rant rite? No names will be mentioned. You people know who you are and I will not apologise for anything I say. So suck it up and close this window if you don't want to read on.
I was kidnapped on Sunday. Yes I was. And held hostage for half a day. All over one damn messy breakup which happened a few months ago. (And no, I'm still with Ayumi thanks.)
The night before I was out till 2. Friend's birthday dinner which was destined to lead to late night DotA (hehe dun deny it birthday boy, ur addicted). Then I watched an interesting low-budget movie called "Thumbsucker" until 4 plus. Had a few notable extras too: Keanu Reeves, Vince Vaughn and that guy from Law and Order- Criminal Intent. Anyways back to the point, it was the wee hours of the morning before I got to bed. 5? Can't remember.
9am. Ring ring. WTF. Silence. ?. Snore...
10am. Ring ring. WTF. Ring ring. WTFWTFWTF. Hello? Shit she's crying. What did that biatch do this time? Coming to pick me up? Huh? Talk? Huh??? ON THE WAY? HUH?!?!
To say that the half hour drive to the beach (her idea) was uncomfortable would be an understatement. To destabilise her any further emotionally was going to be suicidal. Oh yeah I was freakin awake during that trip, my right hand was poised to grab the hand brake at any second.
Background info: everyone knew from the start they were never going to end happily ever after. But when they were going out, he was impossible to seperate from her. When he was overseas, he even indulged in the super annoying "long missed call" technique which he so vocally renounced a year earlier when someone else did it. But there was one thing that bothered us: he never allowed her to spend time with us. Possesive? Up for interpretation. I barely knew her at all.
So I'm her best friend now? -_-"
The breakup was a messy one to say the least. I think she still harbours feelings for him. He though is together with another girl now. And hides the fact that he is. You see where this is going? He tells me he has "hinted" to her. What does that even mean? I had to break the news to her at the beach. Watch her cry her eyes out. Sigh. Why me.
Have you ever heard an angry, broken-hearted girl ramble? If yes, I feel your pain. Hell really hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Friday, December 22, 2006
SO CUTE!!!
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Gentleman
What is up with KL drivers?
Where did they learn how to drive? Seriously they drive as if the roads don't have lines and park all over the place. And I mean all over the place. The worst are obviously those who just park on the roads itself. Yes they just park their bloody cars on the sides of main streets, which causes jams for everyone else. At times, I am tempted to take out a coin from my wallet and scratch their cars to my hearts content. Perhaps that will teach them a lesson.
The road culture here, if one can call it that, is survival of the aggresive-est. Cars don't line up and wait their turn, they drive all the way to the front and cut in. They change lanes without signalling early or even at all, and just poke their heads in, forcing people to give way.
Just last week, this bad behaviour was featured on the front page of the New Straits Times. Several statistics were shown, a whopping 320,000 accidents occur last year, causing 6200 fatalities. Driving schools were blamed who in turn blamed the government for their outdated driving course.
Corruption of course plays a role as well. One of my friends from KL actually failed her driving exam, but bribed her way to get her license. And it seems to be the norm not just here, but all over the country. However in Miri, many of my friends failed their driving exams the first time round and willingly repeated it, paying the full exam fees again each time until they passed.
Anyways, let me show you a classic example of KL driver mentality.
Earlier today I went out for lunch with Jerome and his cousin (who's name sounds like "cou-sin" lol pun intended sorry) at Bangsar shopping centre. We entered the basement looking for a parking spot. After circling around once we spotted someone reversing out and waited. Now I cbf drawing a diagram but suffice to say all the roads were one-way and we were clearly on the right lane. Opposite us (use your imagination) there was a car who signalled and was going to drive AGAINST the traffic to get into that space.
The driver was menacingly trying to claim the space even though she would block traffic in her selfish pursuit for a parking space. Now there were 3 security guards on duty and they all were waving and telling her to go the other way. Jerome immediately stuffed his fat car in (which didn't work, had to manoeuver a bit to fit it in- security guards helped him).
When we got out, the other car had driven round and pulled up beside us. The driver, a young woman glared at Jerome and said: "I've never seen such a gentleman before." Then she drove off.
Say it with me.
Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.
Where did they learn how to drive? Seriously they drive as if the roads don't have lines and park all over the place. And I mean all over the place. The worst are obviously those who just park on the roads itself. Yes they just park their bloody cars on the sides of main streets, which causes jams for everyone else. At times, I am tempted to take out a coin from my wallet and scratch their cars to my hearts content. Perhaps that will teach them a lesson.
The road culture here, if one can call it that, is survival of the aggresive-est. Cars don't line up and wait their turn, they drive all the way to the front and cut in. They change lanes without signalling early or even at all, and just poke their heads in, forcing people to give way.
Just last week, this bad behaviour was featured on the front page of the New Straits Times. Several statistics were shown, a whopping 320,000 accidents occur last year, causing 6200 fatalities. Driving schools were blamed who in turn blamed the government for their outdated driving course.
Corruption of course plays a role as well. One of my friends from KL actually failed her driving exam, but bribed her way to get her license. And it seems to be the norm not just here, but all over the country. However in Miri, many of my friends failed their driving exams the first time round and willingly repeated it, paying the full exam fees again each time until they passed.
Anyways, let me show you a classic example of KL driver mentality.
Earlier today I went out for lunch with Jerome and his cousin (who's name sounds like "cou-sin" lol pun intended sorry) at Bangsar shopping centre. We entered the basement looking for a parking spot. After circling around once we spotted someone reversing out and waited. Now I cbf drawing a diagram but suffice to say all the roads were one-way and we were clearly on the right lane. Opposite us (use your imagination) there was a car who signalled and was going to drive AGAINST the traffic to get into that space.
The driver was menacingly trying to claim the space even though she would block traffic in her selfish pursuit for a parking space. Now there were 3 security guards on duty and they all were waving and telling her to go the other way. Jerome immediately stuffed his fat car in (which didn't work, had to manoeuver a bit to fit it in- security guards helped him).
When we got out, the other car had driven round and pulled up beside us. The driver, a young woman glared at Jerome and said: "I've never seen such a gentleman before." Then she drove off.
Say it with me.
Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch.
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Yesterday
Just another day I thought.
As usual there was a crowd at the bus stop. Nothing new, happens everyday. After a few minutes, a brownish golden coloured bus pulled up and everyone scrambled to get in. Without giving it a second thought, I followed suit.
The first sign something was wrong was that the bus driver didn't ask for any money nor issue a ticket to anyone. Looking back, I realise what a dumbass I am because my first thoughts were "Yay! Free bus ride!" -__-
10 minutes in I knew I was screwed. The bus turned out to be an express bus... straight to SEREMBAN! WTF!
Half an hour later our bus passed an overhead sign that said "Goodbye! Please Come Again!" I officially exited KL! Woohoo!
After a while, the bus stopped at one of those toll collection checkpoint thingys. A horizontally challenged Malay conductor came on and I told him my plight. He laughed, shook his head and asked me to get off the bus and wait for him. So I did. The first thing I saw in a distance was... Mines Wonderland. OMG where was I? I mean I've heard of the place and wanted to check it out while I was in KL, fake snow and all, but NOT LIKE THIS!
Turns out I was at the Sungai Besi checkpoint, wherever that is. The conductor then told me to wait for him till his shift ends, which was around 7 and follow him back to KL. He was very friendly and chatty, which was a relief. I believed him when he said I was lucky that he was on duty, not some other fella. Anyone else would've just issued a ticket to Seremban and asked me to find my own way back. LOL now that would've made my day.
After he got off work, we crossed to the other side, dodging cars as they came. Then we sat at the side of the road and talked while we waited for the bus to go back. I was glad for his company and help, he really saved my ass. To thank him, I handed him RM20. He took one look, said it's too much and returned me RM10. Somemore he said it's to cover the express bus fare only. WAH... this guy is a pure good samaritan I tell you. This world would be a much better place if there were more people like him.
Anyways the return bus stopped near Pasar Seni Station and I got on the next LRT home. Not before sticking in the wrong ticket into the machine first. Aih should've just bought a Touch'n'Go... why KL so many different tickets for everything one? With "Visit Malaysia Year 2007" coming up, I can't wait to see all the confused tourists.
And to cap off the day, I walked into a glass door at the cyber cafe. BANG... followed by a stream of blood above my eye. Heh isn't the first time and doubt it will be the last >.<
As usual there was a crowd at the bus stop. Nothing new, happens everyday. After a few minutes, a brownish golden coloured bus pulled up and everyone scrambled to get in. Without giving it a second thought, I followed suit.
The first sign something was wrong was that the bus driver didn't ask for any money nor issue a ticket to anyone. Looking back, I realise what a dumbass I am because my first thoughts were "Yay! Free bus ride!" -__-
10 minutes in I knew I was screwed. The bus turned out to be an express bus... straight to SEREMBAN! WTF!
Half an hour later our bus passed an overhead sign that said "Goodbye! Please Come Again!" I officially exited KL! Woohoo!
After a while, the bus stopped at one of those toll collection checkpoint thingys. A horizontally challenged Malay conductor came on and I told him my plight. He laughed, shook his head and asked me to get off the bus and wait for him. So I did. The first thing I saw in a distance was... Mines Wonderland. OMG where was I? I mean I've heard of the place and wanted to check it out while I was in KL, fake snow and all, but NOT LIKE THIS!
Turns out I was at the Sungai Besi checkpoint, wherever that is. The conductor then told me to wait for him till his shift ends, which was around 7 and follow him back to KL. He was very friendly and chatty, which was a relief. I believed him when he said I was lucky that he was on duty, not some other fella. Anyone else would've just issued a ticket to Seremban and asked me to find my own way back. LOL now that would've made my day.
After he got off work, we crossed to the other side, dodging cars as they came. Then we sat at the side of the road and talked while we waited for the bus to go back. I was glad for his company and help, he really saved my ass. To thank him, I handed him RM20. He took one look, said it's too much and returned me RM10. Somemore he said it's to cover the express bus fare only. WAH... this guy is a pure good samaritan I tell you. This world would be a much better place if there were more people like him.
Anyways the return bus stopped near Pasar Seni Station and I got on the next LRT home. Not before sticking in the wrong ticket into the machine first. Aih should've just bought a Touch'n'Go... why KL so many different tickets for everything one? With "Visit Malaysia Year 2007" coming up, I can't wait to see all the confused tourists.
And to cap off the day, I walked into a glass door at the cyber cafe. BANG... followed by a stream of blood above my eye. Heh isn't the first time and doubt it will be the last >.<
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