Stupid People (Part One)

Finally, I decided to blog about some of the most stupid people I've met in the streets. Well, i lack the courage to yell," STUPID" in their faces so i am going to write it down here, where you people can judge how stupid someone can be. Ha! I am so going to have fun dissing them.
I think most of us have met this kind of stupid people when we take public transport. They are those kind who held up queues when they keep rubbing the ez-link card reader all over with their bags, trying to get their damn ez-link cards scan. To make things worse, those card readers on buses emit a high pitch beeping sound whenever there are errors when people rub the machine up the wrong way (pun intended). It IRRITATES me!! Why can't they bloody take out their ez-link cards and scan the reader instead of fumbling here and there, making a big fool out of themselves? Haven't we all survive perfectly when the ez-link card has not been invented yet? The person who invented that must be living in his own perfect world where lazy, and deaf, people do not exist.
After looking at www.parkingidiots.blogspot.com and their labels for idiots who park like their grandfathers own the carpark, I feel that maybe we should also create some labels for those stupid think-that-they-will-die-before-they-scan-the-card-using-their-hands kind of people. Grrr..I get so frustrated everytime I met these people.

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Yesterday I went to Marina Square to play pool and I met the most fucking rude pool manager. The bloody monkey-looking manager with the dirty, brush-like goatee just pissed me off with his attitude. We stood in front of the counter for around 15 mins and he totally ignored us!! Do we look invisible to you? "Hello, Ah Seng from Marina here... Yada yada yada..." He continued his phone call without acknowledging us. Ya, his name is Ah Seng. Wow, what a nice name. *Snigger* Poor ah zek, with such a name to match it off with his face. What are his parents thinking?
Really, he has the worst attitude in the sales industry! I feel like sticking a pool cue up his flaring nostrils. Hmm.. That's a good idea.. Maybe he will look at me then since there are no eye connection when he finally turn his attention to us. Fugly man.. Spoil my mood for the pool session.. Next time if any of you visit the poolroom at Marina Square, help me say "Hi" to him by waving middle fingers at him k? By the way, a word of advice, you have to stick the pool cue up his nose first to get his attention.

Hurt By His Stupidity

Ya, I'm hurt. Hurt by his words. Just a simple "orh" to agree to what someone said. Never defend, never question, never consider, never feel.. Just agree like that. Yea, fine, whatever. You know, I once thought that if we are to become an item, what I care most about what the others say would be the very thing you agreed on. So I guess, either one of us will have to change then. I rather it be me. Well, if you want to spend your time finding work, then I guess I can spend my time changing. I can wait for you (that is if I want to) and you can wait for me. Fair and square. Yea, I'm pissed....

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I am sooooo stressed in my work!! Whatever that I came up with are not good enough to my boss. I'm really at my wits end because I really squeeze out whatever that I can find but still my boss is not satisfied. What am i to do?! I want to cry already. Sometimes, when I made telephone calls, I can see strands of hair falling down. Serious! I also realised something unpleasant. Your work performance can be affected by 3rd parties. Sure, I like to hand in my work in the shortest time but due to the aliasing with a third party, I have to wait for him/her to finish him/her work before I can hand in mine. It is so sucky! I prided myself on my efficiency and I don't like people to affect me and spoil my "reputation". I also don't like to keep calling and rush whoever that person is because I'm sure that he/she is also irritated. I tried to help whatever I can on my side and I hope that person will do just the same. *Sigh I don't know... I'm feeling very vexed by being so out of control... *SCREAMS I want to present top quality work!!

Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered

I guess it is not so easy to say forget and really forget. I still think about him, especially the night in the pub. In fact, I dreamt of him nearly every night. It’s getting kind of scary when I never dreamt of anyone every night before. I guess I really have to make myself real tired so that I can stop thinking about him.
Is money that important? I guess so. My brother once told me that money can give a guy confidence. Well, I heard from my friend who heard it from someone else that he is going to have a stable job first before he is going to do anything. I was quite surprised when I first heard it. Secretly I was pleased. At least this proves that he is a mature guy and he do have plans for his future. Seriously, I do not know what I am feeling right now. Sometimes, I hope that he will not take any actions. This way, our friendship will last forever. Besides, I like the group and I hope things between me and him won’t make me lose the friendships that I have made within these few weeks.
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I just went back to my Secondary School yesterday. The reason? To collect my O-Level Certificate! It had been collecting dust in my School for 4 years! And all the time I thought it was lost. Lucky I called my secondary school first to ask for replacement. I also realize that some of us also did not go back to collect the certs. To Commonwealthians out there, please check if you still have your O-Level cert with you.
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Anyway, I realize that nowadays no one bothered to leave any comments in my blog. Is it because of my constant ramblings about him? Or no one even bothered to read anymore.

Cooling Down..

Guess a lot of my close friends must be wondering how did it go on last friday. Well, that was a major turning point in my story. It seems like whatever that I felt for him is gone. It struck me when I was the least prepared (at Pulau Ubin) but when I expected a lot on friday, nothing happened. No butterflies in my stomach, no chemistry, no flashes (I watched too much drama), nothing. You know, they always say, strike the metal when it's hot. I'm like that piece of metal, thing is I get hot easily and the downside is that I cool off damn easily too. He did not strike when the metal is hot and now, the fire that flamed it has gone.
Maybe it was the way he dressed on friday too. I like my guy to be well-dressed. A simple white tee and bermudas is enough for me. But it is kind of disappointing when I saw what he wore that night. *Sigh* Am I superficial? I guess I am....
I'm quite scared now. I am feeling a lot of pressure. I've not only have to be responsible to him but to his friends too. They all rallied around him and I had already shown that I was a little interested in him. but now, what am I going to say? I had a dream last night. I dreamt that I was in a car on my way to the ROM. I was wearing a white wedding gown and sitting beside me is the groom. (It is not him. I do not know who the heck is the groom and how he entered my dream. Scary.) I kept asking the groom," Are you going to regret this? Do you really like me?" And he kept assuring me that he do. But I can see that he is not happy. In the end, when we reached the ROM, he suddenly turned to me and say he cannot go through this with me. I was RELIEVED. I realised I also cannot go through this with him. Is this dream a premonition?
I do not know whether the feelings will come back. I'm one who's attracted to sense of security. That is why I want to date older guys. They are able to provide me with the sense of security that comes with maturity. Maybe that is why I was swoon away on the night we were at the pub. I felt secured when he steadied me, when he helped me to drink (because someone was sabotaging me), when he saved me from being drunk. Maybe that is why....
Well, I'll see what is going to happen in the future. Maybe I'll be a spinster all my life. I just can't like somebody long enough. The only time I like someone for two long years and he fell for my best friend. But that is another story for another time.