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This is my 3rd day at the office, and things are a little slow now. There are so much to learn, but no one is free to teach me. I want to do some self-studying, but what are the materials? The company just gave me their laptop, installed Windows 7 on it, but there are so many essentials that are still not in it yet, like for instance, Adobe Acrobat, and even Antivirus. They are still using broadband (powered by Digi) because the Streamyx guy still doesn't want to come and install the internet yet. Since my office is new, most of the things are still new here, even the stationaries, and utilities.

Yesterday, my senior asked me, whether I have my passport with me here. This is because we might have to be in constant preparation to travel, anytime, whenever the clients need us. Sometimes, we might have to travel all the way to Singapore, or even Batam. Right now, the places we travel to, are ports and yards (in laymen terms, means dirty, hot sunny places) because that's what we do. Transporting and lifting of jackets/platforms/ships to barges.

My company are the Sub-contractors. Put in simpler terms: We are the lowest level, in the pyramid. Which means, we provide services to clients. Means, have to see people's face. Gawd.
But no ranting yet. I'm trying to see how much I would be able to learn here. Mum has been bugging me to quit, EVERYDAY without fail. Maybe she sees that this work is dangerous for a girl like me. Can you believe that I'm the only Girl Engineer in this company? I know about Gender Equality now, but then, in this industry, it's pretty sexist. Maybe out of 100 workers, you probably find one girl, but most of the time, the girls are the document controllers/admin/tea lady. And when they see one GIRL engineer, the operators/labourers would go all, "Phweet,phweet..Amoi.." or they would just stare at you, smile sheepishly. At first, it felt like harassment of somesort, but then, you grow used to it, and eventually, I joined the bandwagon.

First thing to get comfortable to subordinated, is Cigarettes. Then sex talk. Sex doesn't involve you being involved physically, but this is where you can learn to be comfortable whenever the men talk about women physics, and everything about women.

Like I said about, "This industry albeit pays more, but what it takes away is even much more."

Doing this on my HTC

I'm back in PJ, after a week down south in Pasir Gudang, Johor port. If you have been keeping track, I was given less than 24 hours notice on the first day of work to go for this 'on-the-job' training.

So anyway, I am back now..wanted to write more but my internet is down. Gotta get some decent rest before I head to Lumut next..

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I'm beginning to like what's going on.
You know how some men, are always like boys? Yeah, you can probably find them in the yard like I did. All the people I work with, they act like little boys. But that's what makes the whole working thing even more bearable.

FYI, I now work 7 days a week. And I just got back from the Port today.

The missus drove all the way from KL on Friday after work. Spent a day here and just left today. Beginning to miss her already. Thanks for coming all the way to accompany me, in this foreign state. I now know, what I'm working for, each day.

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I started my new job yesterday, after a week's break.
I think I made a wrong decision, because for the first time, of many months, I felt that I deserve a break. Especially when I started working a week after my finals ended, I felt tired.
But then, I already agreed to start working on the 19th, so no matter how much I dread about going back to my 9-5 routine, I had to. I just know I had to.

Barely an hour after I started my new job, my immediate superior asked "Tomorrow, JB, ok?"
Wow, within 24 hours notice, I'm expected to report myself to the yard today. Well, thank goodness I have HsinYee here with me, so we went shopping for extra clothes and some food to last me for 7 days in Pasir Gudang.

I've lived long enough to have not driven all the way down south on my own. The longest drive I've ever did, was probably to Penang, and that was from Ipoh. So, this time, I'm quite independent! I had breakfast with her, before leaving to JB at 11am. I think I sorta sped all the way, because I only took 3.5 hours to reach Pasir Gudang. Oh shit.

This is because my colleague just told me that, they had experience driving from JB to KL, getting 8 saman tickets along the way. Oh shit, oh shit oh shit!

I'm being accomodated in a hotel, but don't expect anything fancy though. Just some cheap old motel, but I guess it would have to do until my operation ends, on the 27th. That is, if it ever ends. I feel that this job is very hectic, with all the constant travelling and driving done. Plus point is I'm getting the opportunity to learn something new, the downside would be, I'd be sick of driving!

and I miss Lim Hsin Yee! :(

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Quoted from SheaTeng's Facebook status: "Hello people, I am done with my degree and I'm a Bachelor."

Well, the only difference would be I am not a Bachelor. :P

I now have Sarjana Muda Kejuruteraan (Kepujian) Awam. Don't play-play!

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Just had my individual photoshoot in the studio earlier.
I realized I look horrendous with my mortar board.

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Woke up yesterday morning to return to UTP for the full-dress rehearsal.
What happened during the rehearsal was clearly unmemorable because everyone was busy catching up with everyone else. It was indeed hectic, to have to succumb our dying need of "talking" throughout the whole ordeal (even though eventually we didn't care about what was happening on the stage, and continued with our own stories of our escapades for the past 3 months) [I hope none of us slip and fall during the actual day, or else it would be pretty much our own faults for not paying attention to the coordinators]

Everyone seem to ask the same questions here:

1. Are you working already? How's work?
2. Still waiting for [insert sponsor's name]? If so, how's life?
3. What you wearing for Convocation on Sunday?

And then the same old topic of conversation would be repeated throughout the whole rehearsal.

When it came to me, most of them would exclaimed: "Eh, you resigned?" followed by, "Why?"

People think I do not observe their actions and words, but I do. I always think it was funny that people asked in such a manner, but then again, it was my fault to have "exposed" my thoughts so loudly over facebook and other online thigmajig. So as always, I replied, "Yeah, got another job."
And they will go all "ooooo", and proceeded with "So, how much is your pay?"

Erm, not a very comfortable question. I always avoided asking such sensitive questions because your salary is really not something you would want to expose, unless you work for the 'BLUE MEN', which means your salary is tripled/quadrupled/........ than the other ordinary people which is simple intriguing and thus, I would have asked about their pay. Otherwise, it would be unwise to ask because people might find that simply uncomfortable to answer.

Anyway, after rehearsal, some of us were split to a couple of groups: Oon Huat OR Nasi Lemak Kukus. So after Oon Huat, I decided to join the rest who went for Nasi Lemak, to catch up. My headache was killing me then, due to the lack of sleep, but heck, headaches come all the time, whereas time for catching up with friends, near to nil.
We went back to ConvoFair under the hot sun, where I was departed with RM90, buying a BMW shirt and a bag. Worth it ok?

I went home, tried to get some sleep. When I met Ian online, and decided to organize a dinner cum get-together. This is because ever since Convo was nearing, everyone kept asking ONE similar question: "WHAT IS THE PLAN AH?" and because of that, I kept asking the same question too. And often, the same replies that everyone would get, are "Don't know lah..", "Don't know yet.", "No plans lah..you plan lah!!" and etc. At one point, it was really frustrating because everyone wants to do something, yet no one is organizing anything! I guess it could be because everyone has already started working and has no time to organize any plans, or because our batch has impromptu/flexible DNA imprinted on EACH AND EVERYONE of us, and thus, no planning is required.

So, last night's dinner started with Ian and I, which grew to a group of 8. That's an achievement I'd say. Considered that we started with zero plans. We adjourned the night to a new bar named "Sugar" and I left an hour later to McD in Pengkalan. By then, I was too tired to think/talk/laugh. It was almost 2am when I reached home. Then, my brain was exhausted to fall asleep instantly, so I ended up watching some TVB drama until its finale.

Ask me if I am excited about CONVOCATION 2010, I'd say "Meh."

I'm not even bothered about the fact that my robe is slightly huge for my body size. I'm not even bothered to iron the scarf. I'm not even bothered about anything that is related.

Life, has sucked the fun out of me!

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The idea of 17/10/2010 approaching is very overwhelming.

The fact that everyone is back to 'Day 1', but the difference is now, we've grown much older, and wiser than before.

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The downside of going about places in a pair, is to have to look around for passerby(s) to snap pictures of us. A tripod is absolutely impossible due to the size and weight. Looks like we would just have to do with camwhore shots.

One and only picture of us, in Malacca on the 'ten-ten-ten'.

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KL-IPOH-UTP-IPOH-KL.

Can't wait.

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Ten ten ten...(10.10.10). According to those religious, this date bear no significance in the lunar calenders. Probably the only significance would be the number "10" which would ease the memory cells a little when asked, the special wedding anniversary, or the special birth date, etc.
For us, it would only be spending this date, to commemorate the very day before we signed the deal being together.

Or in other words, it was just an excuse for us to be all silly and fun and dangerous.

So she decided that we should have breakfast in Malacca, to which she INSISTED to have Chicken Rice Balls, no matter what. Not even ordinary Nasi Ayam could change her mind. Not even the idea of having to wake up at 7 in the morning to drive all the way for Chicken Rice Balls. Nope, not even that.

We managed to arrive SHORTLY before the queue builds up. Why, the idea of having coarse chicken meat being chewed, sliced slowly by the chunking movement of each teeth grinding against one another, was unbearable. Chicken meat was downright disappointing, and I dare to believe that Chickens in Ipoh is far off better! On the other hand, the balls were indeed something different to have for breakfast, and definitely worth the 2-hour drive. I would like to suggest this balls to be made bigger and stuffed with pieces of chicken/duck/lamb/beef bits for flavouring. Yeap, you've heard it first here, and remind me to copyright this idea, in case if any of the entrepreneurs decided to stumble on my blog and copy my "yet-to-be-patented" brilliant idea!

Anyway, before leaving the historic city, we walked around the quiet jonker street, only to have a couple of tens departed from us, for; ranging from food products to china-factory-produced handbags. I also managed to take the opportunity to do a couple of shootings with my newly bought Panasonic Lumix FZ100 and I was pretty sure many were curious with the gadget which I held firmly in my hands. Aah! I love it very much. Well, besides the stares I mean.

Before we left, we also managed to stop by this "infamous" Nyonya Cendol stall in between the shop lots and tried. Meh. The one in Kelana Jaya, sold by the mamaks would probably serve EVEN better cendols, but I am not a critic.
By afternoon, we've left Malacca to KL.

And of course, this has all happened prior to the tragic accident that happened on the very same day, caused by Delima Bus. Read here. The accident happened around 6 something in the evening on the very same highway that I took to Malacca and back. Should we have decided to stay and wait for the Jonker Street or have dinner in Malacca, it could be us who would fall as the victim of the driver's negligence, OR worst, we could be stuck in the jam for hours!

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Today marks my Day 1 as a jobless bum. I've given my 1-week's notice and am now currently resting at home before returning home this coming Wednesday for the my Convocation this coming Sunday! It feels really DIFFERENT to wake up on a Monday to only find out there's no rushing to be done.

My day started by waking her up, putting dirty laundry into the washing machine, driving her for breakfast and then dropped her at her workplace, going to the wet market only to realize that the market isn't open on Mondays, and went to Giant Hypermarket instead, bought raw materials for dinner tonight, came home to clean the kitchen cabinets and trash cans, hung the wet clothes to dry, cook rice for tonight's fried rice and then marinate the chicken meat for tonight.

So here I am, watching Gossip Girl Season 4 streaming on the net, and updating my blog page.

I missed WCT already, because I feel empty all of a sudden. Like suddenly I do not belong to an organization as big and wonderful as WCT Berhad. But then, I have to move on, since I have already made up my mind.

This is a picture of me and my colleagues. It was a brief moment, but then I had a wonderful time with them. No complaints whatsoever.

People asked me whether I left because I was unhappy but no, I kept telling them that I left, because I made a choice for myself. Nothing to do with the working environment. If I had a chance to even decide the second time, perhaps I would stay. Hahha..

This is my boss. He taught me a lot of things, including one which I think is critical among all.
He said, "No matter what you've decided, you have to make sure that is what you want. Do not make a choice because there's an opportunity, make a choice because you want to."

Very strong words. I will always remember that.

p/s: Mala, if you are reading this, when are we going for makan-makan..??

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This is the last entry I can write in WCT Berhad.

And I've just returned the employee's tag, received the confirmation of resignation letter from HR and also, almost finished deleting the important documents that I might have stored intentionally/unintentionally in this personal desktop for this 3 months. I hope I did not leave any fishy documents behind, or else it would be pretty embarassing for the next employee to take over this workstation.

When the HR in charged, was taking the tag off me, she asked me whether I was being transferred to site. I guess it's pretty common for my department to have staffs transferred in and out since our job scope covers the sites as well. But I told her that "Tak, berhenti.." to which she replied, "Ooh".

I think she doesn't know what to reply, since it isn't a common sight for someone who came in for 3 months ONLY to leave the company. I felt like everyone in the company knows that I'm leaving, and I feel very much ashamed that I made a harsh decision to leave. This would serve as an experience though, to not jump into a company so quickly and only to realize that this isn't what I want. It is very painful to have to serve the 1-week, 2-weeks or even 3-weeks notice, because everyone would have no idea what task to assign you since you would be leaving anyway.

It's like a freaking time-bomb!!

So now, 30 minutes before we can call it a day, for the rest to welcome the weekend. I don't know if I should leave just like that, or say bye-bye to each and everyone individually. I think I haven't been here long enough to leave an impact, but I have been here long enough to grow emotionally attached, somehow.

Sien. Human emotions, very troublesome.

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Found this on Facebook and decided to play around with Photoscape.


Tell me this doesn't look like those photos taken from a very, very long time ago..Hehhe..the wonders of technology!

Well, in actual fact, this was taken during our final MARINE trip to Penang.

We were beside a very huge Monsoon drain then. I miss you guys, really.
Just too bad, most of us would only be back on the 17th, thus no time to mingle around. Aahh..

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Last night, we spend the night in One Utama. She bought the movie tickets during her lunch break, because we are cheapskate that way..(don't want to pay an extra RM1 for purchasing online!).
For dinner, we had our favourite BarBQ plaza, which she had brought me there once, and we were hooked since. Because we had to kill time, we walked around when we were approached by 2 ladies asking us to pledge our support to UNICEF's latest campaign against child abuse.

Honestly, I think such pledges wouldn't do much, but then, we have so much time in our hands, filling up a small form wouldn't do any harm. We did.

And then, we were asked to do a hand imprint on the walls available. Hmm...again, to pledge successfully, we joined in the fun!

If you want to check our hand prints live, you can get to 1U this weekend (the pledging ends this Sunday!) and hunt for mine! Pretty easy I'd reckon- the smallest palm, and the shortest fingers!

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I secretly download Photoscape...and gave myself 20 minutes of pleasure tweaking with the brightness, saturation, and colour.

Well, at least it's 15 minutes to work ends, now.

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This 1-week notice thing is really getting on my nerves.
I think I can't blame the management though, because maybe they would need 1 week to look for replacement, or to hand over existing work and information to the person who is going to replace me.
But, the biggest problem is, I have not been handling anything serious for the past 3 months, and because I was a junior when they hired me, so I had seniors above me looking into matters, so to summarize everything, what I've been doing has not much significance to the company, thus WHY, DO I HAVE TO SERVE MY ONE-WEEK NOTICE?

Not only does it make this good-bye issue even tougher, plus I'm wasting my 9 hours doing absolutely NOTHING besides surfing mindlessly, chatting nonsensical issues, and also, yes, do not forget the existence of might o' facebook! Today is a bit different though, because today, I took the initiative to study a bit on AUTOCAD 3D so that at least, I learn something useful that I could utilize in my new work place.

My boss just got back to work today, and I find it very difficult to look at him, straight into the eyes. Call me a wuss, but seriously, I feel all guilty about having to leave the company within just 3 months of service. I know, some may have an entire different opinion: "It's your life! Your career! Your development! If you don't like what you are doing, you can just pack up and go!" ..but it's not really that easily done than said, because you develop human feelings towards the office employees, your ever-so-attentive bosses, your colleagues whom you have grown accustomed to talking online, having lunches with, and even your cafeteria food..all these over the period of 3 months. I can say, I am someone who's full of silly emotions!
And let's not forget the ample of times the boss talked to me about being patient, being all curious to learn more about construction..and suddenly, after 3 months before confirmation, I dropped the bomb. Imagine all the hopes he must have had inside him. (wow, this is getting way out of hand!)..but you get the point!

What was even more touching was he knew, well, the department knew about my dilemma and yet, they did not say anything much, just asking me to try, try and try, and take my time to find myself. Sigh, and I just gave up in the middle of the race. Heck, looking back I wasn't sure if it was a race to begin with..and because it wasn't as challenging as I have pictured, I decided to quit. I feel like a big fool right now. As everyone around me has their own individual task, I am sitting here, serving my time, before being a free woman next Monday. I can't imagine the agony of having to serve a 1-month notice for some of my friends. Hell, my future employers have the policy of 3-month notice should I decide to leave. This is fucking agonizing!

I feel like I can put my 9 hours for a better usage, like perhaps spending time with my new toy. The new FZ100-Lumix with a 24x Optical Zoom, Leica Lens. I have not played with it properly, to play with its aperture and shutter speed, and all kinds of preset modes available..and it came with a 8gb memory space, and a free tripod which is still nicely intact in its packaging box. All that, and still I have not explored it properly yet. I feel like a whimp! I brought it to Starbucks SS2 a few days back though, tried to explore between the difference of ISO and apperture but you know how I get distracted easily, and for a good reason though. The Caramel Frap is simply too irresistable to actually focus on my FZ100 too much. Hmmm...FZ100...Caramel Frap..FZ100..Caramel Frap...Caramel Frap...Whipped cream...Caramel Frap...Hmm..you see! FZ100 was back into its case after merely 15 minutes of fiddling around. It must have felt like a bum, huh? and let's not even forget the woman who was sitting directly opposite me then. Why of course, the attention had to be given to her right? So now you know..there's not much time to spare for my new toy, with so much things (or person) in dire of my limited attention..

So now, there's this clearance form which is on my table, waiting to be completed, and the worst part is it requires the confirmation (or signature!) of my boss. And how can I possibly face him after I have crushed his hopes of training a young engineer before going to the site?
How? That would be simply inhumane, to kill a man's hopes and dreams..hehehe..ok, yet again, I've been lifted from reality..

This blog entry, has simply allocated me 10 minutes of pure sheer joy by just typing rampantly on the keyboard, in hopes that I look smart by doing so. I am starting to get tired of facebook, and I'm just twenty-three! Too much of leisure is really doing us young folks no good..

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If you can crack this....:)










It all makes sense...trust me..:)

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I took half day off today, to do banking.
Ever since the Tendering has stopped, most of our tasks have stopped coming as well.
Anyway, it’s not like I would be able to participate in the upcoming Tender as well, since I’d be leaving soon. Tendered my resignation letter a few days back, and the Head of Dept has already approved, considering that we’ve discussed about this before. It’s not like I do not like the current company, but this big step I’m taking is quite major. Risk-taking.
I have not made such an important decision before, and May God bless, that this would never be one of the decisions I regretted making.

I know how I’m a free-thinker, and when it bogs down to life-turning situations, I always refer to God.
Like as though if I do make a wrong choice, I’d have someone superior to put the blame onto.
Ha-ha, that’s my way of self-comforting. (Oh God, please don’t punish me for what I say blatantly online!)

Anyway, it’s a SLOOOWWWW day at work. If there are appropriate words to describe the exact picture of “SLOW” I’m trying to portray, I would use them. But, no, I am clueless, so the word “SLOWWWWW!” have to suffice. There is no task assigned to me, and this constant random online surfing is killing me!!
I want to read more about my next job scope, but I have this lazy bug embedded inside me, and it’s so tough to even catch the bug, what more to get it out from the system..

I just want everything to proceed in a faster pace, so that I would not be left stagnant in front of the monitor screen. Gosh! I foresee MULTIPLE entries today, and it’s only 11.25 AM!

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The missus not here..so have to makan sendiri..hehehe..
took the opportunity to polish my culinary skills, but making chicken porridge!
I love eating au naturale..but not many would like bland porridge.

Came home in time, to marinate the chicken breast, chop the carrots, and boil them to perfection. Yum! The missus asked me to leave her a big pot, but nah, too delicious, al dente, until I told her, if she don't come home quick, all I'm leaving her is a dirty pot..(for her to wash up!)

Hehhe..

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Photo taken by Teehooi, in her recent trip to ShangHai.

It was in her facebook album when she tagged me. Guess where she tagged me?

My addiction is beyond explainable, and because I do not find the need to, I think just let me savour my favourite drink after this. A glass of Caramel Frapp with Chocolate Chips!

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I'm officially a bum, next week!

:: So when people ask me during Convo, I can say, "I'm jobless."

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I was on the run, the whole of last week, trying to get my hands on this:

I have always wanted to get a DSLR for as long as I could remember. Not to join the trend, but because I think I need a new hobby to remind myself the point of living. And because I think I've recently gotten into a bit of hardship ever since I "gracefully" moved into a new phase in life, I think it's about time to make things a little interesting by introducing myself to a new hobby.

Why this, and not a DSLR? First, I think I have yet to be able to afford multiple lenses which probably cost me a fortune, and 2nd, I have yet to learn the technical jargons in photography so perhaps the next thing in line, would be a semi-pro.

It took me quite some time to be decided on the models to get. There were of course, the rivalry of brands, models, etc. Different people have their own point of views, which I thus, settled for a Lumix.
I have got quite a wonderful affair with Lumix, so, it was a safe choice for myself.

Unfortunately, since I decided on this FZ100, there is a stock outage everywhere in PJ/KL. I even went all the way to Klang, only to be despair. This morning, I managed to call Harvey Norman in Ikano, to find that they have the last unit, selling at RM1800. I told him to reserve for me, before someone decides to purchase that. At the same time, I have gotten a lot of comments that the unit is abit pricey and be able to get in a lower price in online websites.

I don't know. My shopper instincts told me to go for this! More reliable. However, my credit card shouts to be rational. I am in serious dilemma.

p/s: I slept alone last night, and I miss your presence.

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Choose.

Friends.
Family.

or me.

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I have to keep a strict diet after this. Temptations too much here, in the city.

For dinner last night, I had Chirashi Don.

Looking into having Pavlova for desserts tonight, at Delicious, Bangsar. The one in 1U, serves no Pavlova - we've been there twice, and we were turned down.