Attended the annual Womad music festival with Karina, Youhao and friends as heavily recommended by Youhao since last year so thought of giving it a try to see what this world class event at fort canning park is all about.
Was expecting a semi formal kind of setting with some chairs at least for audiences but I was wrong. Its realli just a relaxed outdoor form of live band concerts at 2 different stages where you can sit on the grass or stand infront to groove with the music. hahz. futhermore, the atmosphere is enhanced by the presence of many foreigners.
was rather in a wrong mood and dress code and shoes thats y rather stiff and get warmed up kinda slowly. But on the whole its a great exposure to the different genre of music and instrumentation from all over the world. Its a good event to chill out in the weekend after a week's toil.
oh yar must reali thank youhao for driving us home after that though he was rather an impatient driver on the road. opsss..hahz.
was surprised to hear him say that he hates driving actually. hmmm..to think he got his driving license not more than a year only.
well at least he is better than me, gotten so familiarized with driving already.admire other frens too like wanni and yj who get to drive to sch or for errands so conveniently. i think i aint confident to drive manual anymore, can only drive auto...die. somebody help me! lend me ur manual car to practice! but any damage dun find me!
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Monday, August 23, 2004
" to work or not to work..that is ur choice." ( read: so y complain)
came back from my weekly part time work again so have some thots in mind..
wheneva being mistreated by unreasonable strangers out of nowhere as if from the wildlife, first thot usually pops up in my mind: why shld i subject myself to such treatment?!
but at least one thing i feel is that this part time job allows me to taste doses of ppl from various walks of life as it involves interaction with the common ppl outside my circle of life. it also enables me to see the ugly sides of singaporeans like being overly critical on the free gifts that we give them...can even purposely say loudly to her fren infront of me. or throw back the free gift when they dun like. so rude. so uncultured. parents last time never teach them properly issit.
just feel like telling them right in their face: if dun like,den dun come and take lar. why so cheapskate come and take free gifts in the first place! take alreadi still complain.
now i undstd y some of my colleagues dare to talk back to customers. they cant help not teaching rude customers a lesson. i still am keeping my cool cos only workin part time. lets see..
another thing i have derived. salesman realli know how to talk and reali attached with a glib tongue from wat i have observed from my fellow working partners. if i do know them outside work, i dun think i wld trust wat they say also. some of them are jovial, humorous, nice and all but i do not know when they are serious and joking. ok larh maybe i stupid but thats not the pt ok. ha.
in conclusion, i will hope to remind myself never shld i be taken in by sales talk in future again when i go shopping and also to refrain myself from falling in love with a saleman as to me, their words cannot be trusted.
wheneva being mistreated by unreasonable strangers out of nowhere as if from the wildlife, first thot usually pops up in my mind: why shld i subject myself to such treatment?!
but at least one thing i feel is that this part time job allows me to taste doses of ppl from various walks of life as it involves interaction with the common ppl outside my circle of life. it also enables me to see the ugly sides of singaporeans like being overly critical on the free gifts that we give them...can even purposely say loudly to her fren infront of me. or throw back the free gift when they dun like. so rude. so uncultured. parents last time never teach them properly issit.
just feel like telling them right in their face: if dun like,den dun come and take lar. why so cheapskate come and take free gifts in the first place! take alreadi still complain.
now i undstd y some of my colleagues dare to talk back to customers. they cant help not teaching rude customers a lesson. i still am keeping my cool cos only workin part time. lets see..
another thing i have derived. salesman realli know how to talk and reali attached with a glib tongue from wat i have observed from my fellow working partners. if i do know them outside work, i dun think i wld trust wat they say also. some of them are jovial, humorous, nice and all but i do not know when they are serious and joking. ok larh maybe i stupid but thats not the pt ok. ha.
in conclusion, i will hope to remind myself never shld i be taken in by sales talk in future again when i go shopping and also to refrain myself from falling in love with a saleman as to me, their words cannot be trusted.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
WeLcUm!!
firstly, thanks for having the slightest interest to pop into my blog.
Well actuali in the first place I had never fancy the idea of writing down my stuff on the net for everyone to read due to..
Cos if I reali want to write, I can write alot. (Read: I doubt anyone has the patience and interest to go read it)
Cos if I reali would like to write, I would be writing things that i really feel for and seeing the need to express it in words rather than speech. (Read: In this case, it most prob is things REALI not meant for you to know)
Cos if I am setting up a blog, I shld have ppl regularly come back to visit here. (Read: I don't think I would have time to update much to interest people to revisit.)
In spite of the above, my curiosity in exploring how things might turn out not the way i expect still propels me to give a try in this online sort of diary. So that explains why u get to come to this blog!
Oh well, thanks for reading till the end of this manz.(Or did u just happen to skip to here?hmm...)
Greatly appreciated. hehz. U have just passed my first Patience Test. U are now obliged to sign up as a regular visitor of my blog. hee
Well actuali in the first place I had never fancy the idea of writing down my stuff on the net for everyone to read due to..
Cos if I reali want to write, I can write alot. (Read: I doubt anyone has the patience and interest to go read it)
Cos if I reali would like to write, I would be writing things that i really feel for and seeing the need to express it in words rather than speech. (Read: In this case, it most prob is things REALI not meant for you to know)
Cos if I am setting up a blog, I shld have ppl regularly come back to visit here. (Read: I don't think I would have time to update much to interest people to revisit.)
In spite of the above, my curiosity in exploring how things might turn out not the way i expect still propels me to give a try in this online sort of diary. So that explains why u get to come to this blog!
Oh well, thanks for reading till the end of this manz.(Or did u just happen to skip to here?hmm...)
Greatly appreciated. hehz. U have just passed my first Patience Test. U are now obliged to sign up as a regular visitor of my blog. hee
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