Quinsy's Xanga

Monday, June 15, 2009

Mon, 15 Jun 2009 12:17:55 GMT

Honestly, Blogger is fucking useless. It keeps having outages and whenever I feel like blogging, it 'goes out'.

Anyway, I'm in the midst of switching jobs.

From a call centre girl with a more glamourous title of 'Quality Service Coordinator' a.k.a QSC, in a MNC Distribution company, I've gotten myself a job post as a Grade IV Technical Officer in the Government's Statutory Board.

But damn! When I gave my Manager (who had tendered his resignation letter just last week when I'd happedn to be sick), he told me he would be handing over his job to the Temporary Manager until the company found a new person to replace him.

With that, he was unable to hand my declaration of love for this company to the Human Resource Department, and instead, would be handing my personal love letter to this LOVELY company to the TEMPORARY Manager.

The T.M not only refused to hand my love letter back to its owner, he even had a ONE on ONE session with me so that I could 'think things through, and talk things over.' WTF.

He literally was trying to sell the company to me.

WTF.

But sorry sir, I CAN'T AFFORD THE COMPANY.

Pfft.

Anyway, the only reason for me to leave this lovely company, is all due to V-Biotene, the executive with the dog breathe and bad body odour. Fat, ugly, and fucking irritating.

I dislike him and he's the main cause of the high turnover rate in the department in these past months.

Hi Blog, I've missed you.

Tue, 31 Mar 2009 09:07:34 GMT

And so inspiration only strikes when I'm on Xanga, because it feels closer to me, though it has been battered by shit from all over.

Anyway, I'm back in just for nostalgia.

Gossip of the day:

The Queen Bitch finally came across the Father Figure's porn collection, of buxom white girls posing on a kitchen table top.

LOL.

Of course, she attempted to accuse me of possessing those porn, since I had kindly helped her to upload pictures in her digital camera into her hard disk. WTF.

But then one has to realise that I have no need to look at those porn, for what they have, I have too.

=.=!!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Wed, 29 Oct 2008 14:06:08 GMT

I've never had a Halloween before. Never gone to a Halloween party, nor have I ever dressed in a Halloween costume for trick or treats.

But this year, I'm determined to celebrate Halloween by hook or by crook, because I want an excuse to wear a costume in public.

LOL.

I've found my partner for trick or treats this year in Monish.

We'll be heading down to Zouk for some Drinks & Dance !

My favourite book has been made into a movie!

Thu, 18 Sep 2008 10:06:55 GMT

SO I bought this book by Stephenie Meyers in a second hand book store due to boredom one day at Raffle Place, and I fell in love with the storyline, completed the book in 3 days and went on to rent the second book.

Apparently, Twilight has been made into a movie, and the 3rd book is already out of stock.

T_T

But I finished the 2nd book, New Moon, in just 2 days although I'm technically allowed to rent it for a month, if not keep it.

ARGH, I regret renting New Moon in bad condition cuz now I want to keep it, but IN GOOD CONDITION.

T_T

Anyways, I've decided to buy all the whole series second hand, since the brand new book retail at $34++ and buying it second hand only cost $13-15.

I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE MOVIE TO START SHOWING!

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Thu, 21 Aug 2008 18:03:05 GMT

*sigh*

Pray tell, what is wrong with me?

Why this struggle with a relationship where you love and hate a person at the same time, because of little differences that I can't seem to overlook?

I know very well that I do not dislike him for him, but dislike him for his family, for his mom is still a hyena, and having lived with a Bitch for almost my whole life, I know very well that having another animal for a mother in law would be very much DISASTROUS.

But it's not like I'm going to marry him now or soon, right?

The future has yet to be.

But I doubt I can stand being with a screeching woman.

It makes me murderous.

Might as well be, right?

He's got short comings anyway.

Maybe he's not the one.

Where have I been?

Thu, 31 Jul 2008 16:30:41 GMT

Guess, look, google.

I'm somewhere.

The church is full of hypocrites.

Tue, 15 Jul 2008 06:07:25 GMT

The church is full of hypocrites.

Go to church for mass/service, and wait till the moment we're supposed to wish others 'peace' or 'good day', and you would receive many limp handshakes, forced smiles, dazed eyes and eyes who would glance over your shoulders instead of meeting yours.

I went to church on Sunday, because J wanted me there.
And what I've realised over the years still holds true.

The church IS full of hypocrites.

The prodigal son was the passage of the week.

In short, from my own understanding, (which might be flawed. But I couldn't care less.) it meant:

Accept Christ only when you're dying, so that ALL your sins will be forgiven and your soul be renewed; thus die pure and sinless.

Accept Christ before you're dying, and you'll be expected by God to continue with the good work, and thus you will not be able to sin as much as you like, GUILT FREE.

But for those like me, who knows Christ, rejects it, and still feels NOT GUILTY sinning, then I guess I'm just damned in hell until my last breathe where I repent and beg for forgiveness.

Oh well. *shrugs*

The Church is FULL of hypocrites, but there's room for ONE more.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:07:16 GMT

This blog is like my confidante and secret.

Something that I've stuck with for many years on the side, something that has entertained me endlessly, and stood by me in times of need, but this blog is also something which I have tried to keep away from OTHERS.

But as I am, I can never keep my own secrets secret, and always had to tell someone; this blog has been my medium to do so.

I wish I could still blog in here, but as it is, it seems like this blog will have to go for some holiday, while I blog somewhere else. I wish I didn't have to do that.

But what is done, is done.

I'll just learn my lesson and damn those fucking church bitches.

YES, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT, CHURCH BITCHES. GOSSIP MONGERS. HYPOCRITICAL WHORES.

FUCK YOU.

And with this, I end my entries for now.

4/6 class gathering!

Sun, 29 Jun 2008 07:47:07 GMT

FUN FUN FUN!

LOADS OF CATCHING UP, 4 hours or so at Earl's Swensens, bitching, updating, and gossiping! And because there were only 3 girls out of the 14, most talked about the ARMY. =.=!!!

But I was entertained. Haha.

It was Justin's Birthday, and Krystal bought a slice of cake from Secret Recipe for him, only to have the Floor Manager of the restaurant replace the cake promptly with a new piece of Swensen's cake. LOL.

After Dinner, we had drinks at Platinum Lounge!

Me and the 5 guys (W.Q, Pillai, Justin, TTL and Jon!)

A BOTTLE OF WHISKEY WE SHARED!

WOO~!

Quinsy + Whiskey + Company = Happiness!

And I brought the bottle home. =.=!!

ROFL. I brought an empty bottle home, out of randomness. I had an Eureka! Moment, and wanted to have sea monkeys in it.

I'm such a genius, since the speed pourer embedded in the bottle couldn't be removed. LOL!

The new pair of heels from Novo killed my feet. ugh.

Justin and W.Q were nice enough to walk me home, and I appreciated that.

I'M HAPPY!

My Jug had a new Artemia today!

Now there are 4 Artemias!

Justin messaged me last night during dinner, and apparently his trip is kinda icky. But Hong Kong is an amazing shopping paradise, it seems. Haha.

I hope he enjoys himself. Miss him.

3 Baby Artemias.

Fri, 27 Jun 2008 15:48:41 GMT

3/50 eggs.

It's a pretty depressing figure.

The previous four times when I had Sea Monkeys, the hatching rate was at least 12/50. But now it has dwindled to a pathetic 3/50...and it took a full day for it to bloody hatch.

WTF.

Can you even see a thing?!

So today I wasted a huge chunk of my time staring at the empty jug, going grocery shopping with the Queen Bitch who made Buddha Jump Over the Wall.

Sumptuous; which was why I decided not to meet Justin until after dinner, where we went to have cakes at NeBo again.

He's pretty straddled with family pressure, and I don't think I should bother giving him more.

I really don't like the way his parents operate. They make me think mine are better. LOL. At least my parents don't do stupid things, and at least they have some brains which they use. AND! AT LEAST I HAVE THE GUTS TO TELL THEM IN THEIR FACE IF THEY'RE DOING SOMETHING REALLY STUPID, OR JUST PLAINLY DON'T FOLLOW THE BLIND.

=.=!!

But I'm no one to comment too much about the family of others since I'm just an outsider.

He's flying off to Hong Kong on a shoestring budget, and his mom's just _____.

But I wish he enjoys himself while he's with her, no matter how hard it is.

=I'm off to stare at my jug.=