Hi! How's everybody who had the same 4 days holiday as I did?? Yeah, I didn't want to go to work either. In fact I wanted to take Emergency Leave today but resisted due to the fact that my ongoing project needs constant support due to my boss insistance, "Without you this project will freeze." When in actuality, ppl were more concerned with the VPN setup. Someone actually called up and asked, "When did you launch the Vehicle Private Network?" *sigh* I am not in charge of that setup but due to the fact that both my boss and the IT exec is gone, I'd have to answer somehow.
New PC
I finally pulled all stops and bought myself a proper up-to-date PC. *hugs new pc* It costed me months of scrimping and saving so that I can buy a PC that fulfills my techno gadget fantasies. Of course, if I had more money, I'd buy someting more faster, smoother and responsive. It's beginning to sound like and ad already:) Pet, tried to get me to buy an non-Pentium processor. With claws and fangs bared I asked, "Is that processor going to be as good as Pentium 4 HT?" The next time, we were discussing the display card and he tried to talk me into a budgeting. "I play PC games, this is my temple, don't screw around with the display. I need quality graphics." Then of course, the matters that was closest to my heart, the sound system. I wanted to use my current speakers when my bother asked. So I thought, "Ah, why not, indulge just this time." Due to my PC gaming demands, I had to give up quite a few things for next budget. Hmmm, the result?? It was worth every penny (Only when I don't look at my bank book, at least).
Zombie
Hence, my next story that happened today. I slept at 4 a.m. this morning only to wake up at 6 a.m. I was playing Civilization III. As Catherine the Great, I squished the Germans who dared to threaten and attack my country. Then I fought the English and won probably half of the country over until we agreed upon peace pact. The Chinese was in another island and I couldn't care less. I won but it was a tad boring so I started a new game. This time as Cleopatra. That kept me awake until the wee hour in the morning.
While sleepwalking to work, I bought the train ticket only to forget the change. Luckily, the woman at the counter was kind enough to call me back. At the back of my mind, I knew I missed something. My brain is total mush and I have no idea how I'm gonna make it through the day. I only pray for no emergency today.
Work starts, GTG. Later!!!
Love,
Julie.
Today I vowed to write a proper entry. It does help that today my boss was on leave and I just need to forsee some file management today. No biggie yet. The 2nd database that's I need to prepare is still in progress. The other programmer I am working with is currently busy updating some really urgent work. So today I twiddled my fingers and did a lot of reading. I need to check my to do list and make sure that I'm not falling behind in work anytime soon.
Julie, Warrior Princess.
Yes, the story came up again last meeting. Especially because Karate was mentioned. Plus a friend just forwarded an e-mail containing Urban Lagends in Malaysia. I lost count of the times I repeated that one story. Just so, I will repeat this story again.
It was during my first year in university. We were still really new in campus and dorms. As freshies we get to hear scary stories from seniors especially during the orientation week. The current story that has been going around that week/month was about a dorm break in and rape.
Our building is the last building in a rather remote area. On one side it faces the jungle and I thought it was really stupid idea for the designer to add a staircase there. It was open 24 hours and there's no guards so and Ali, Ah Chong and Muthu. The story was last year, when the dorms were newly opened, a man broke in and raped one of our student, brutally injuring her. We were told to be very, very careful.
So what was I to do. My friends were in constant fear. Therefore I was on constant guard. It just came naturally to me. I was sensitive to the slightes sound and since I grew up with 3 brothers ppl tend to choose me as their bodyguard for late night excursion. They know that I'd fight dirty if necessary.
I was sharing room with Nun and K. Both Nun and K took the bottom bunk so I was stuck with the top bed. It was a Saturday and I was sleeping in. K has gone home for the holidays. Nun and I was struggling with some stats and math assignments that our prof. kindly provided. I usually study till the wee hours in the morning. That weekend, I couldn't pray so everyone knew me well enough to leave me alone during Subuh (dawn) prayers.
I was startled out of sleep when I hear a crash and my roommate Nun screaming, "Lily, help!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Heart racing, I immediatly leaped off my top bunk and within seconds I was semi-crouched on the floor ready to fight with my fist clenched. I blinked and shook my head when I saw two males cats tussling on Nun's prayer mat. Lifting my eyes I saw Nun standing at the other end of the hallway in her prayer costume.
Looking back two things really stood out. Firstly, I don't know how I reached for my glasses and when I put them on but it was on my nose while I was crouching on the floor. Secondly, I could have slipped on the prayer mat and break my neck, instead I landed squarely on my feet and was ready to start kicking.
After chasing and cursing the randy fighting cats out of our room, I closed the door and started laughing. It occured to me that I was believing the urban lagend a wee bit too much. It was scary when I first heard the crash due to the fact that it was near the window and the fact that we were on the 4th floor in the building. The last thing that I was expecting was fighting cats.
After that I became notorious among my friends as Julie, the Warrior Princess.
Aww, hell office closing again. I am really busy all the time aren't I. *sigh* Later!
Love,
Julie.
PS: Hurray! I'm on holiday until coming Wednesday!!!
I have a monster headache brewing and I think I might have just made a fool of myself at someone elses blog. Double whammy. I'm tired and work seems never ending.
Gathering
Had a small get together with some University friends. Az was in KL until 2 p.m. today so we had to meet by hook or by crook by last night. Had a long day yesterday. But I had an interesting time. I was reminded on why ppl gathered at my room around 11 p.m. while we were studying in uni. First, I study with my room door open (a virtual welcome they say) and secondly, I can't bring myself to kick this noisy bunch out of my room. There are times when I'd like to due to my need to study but it never happen. They come over at 11 and leave at 3p.m. if I'm lucky.
ZA was eagerly looking forward to her wedding. I was wicked enough to be excited for her. Az was applying for Masters in UPM of all stupid things to do. I have nothing but respect for ppl who does Masters but when you have no inclinations. That's torture. ZA asked about CM and myself single status saying that it's pitiful. Hehehe.. I merely said, "Why bother with one boyfriend when you can have a pack of love slaves." Evil, I know but I couldn't help myself.
War News
I'm torn. In one hand I'd really believe that people would do good because it's human nature but now that I see the way thing goes, I see that I'm wrong. Here's something that you could read about the Palestinian affair. It makes me think that even with such blatant disrespect of another country right, nothing happens. There's nothing that I can do for sure.
Reading about the things that goes on in Iraq makes me sick. There's no quick solution anywhere on the horizon that's for sure. Damm, have more to say but office is closing down again. GTG... Later!
Love,
Julie.
This morning, when I opened my mailbox, I got a wonderful suprise. My boss said that today he was on leave. Knowing that I only had some small task to clear up, I was surfing around while doing this small task (I'm great at multi-tasking). What happened was the the person who was suppose to meet me at 2 dropped in at 12 noon. Too early, way too early. So I did what ever manual thing that I could do while I supervise the person work. Imagine my suprise when my boss turn up at 3 O'clock. Argh!!!! *imagine myself banging head on the desk*
Price of War
I love reading war related novels that my brother used to buy. Always the enemy is either the Russians or the Arabs or 'anyone not American including Americans of mixed blood/not pure Americans'(feel free to correct me). At the end of each novel as always it makes me feel that America is THE ultimate GOOD country. The only country that you can trust. After I matured and explored more, I come to redicule the books. Come on, don't tell me that the rest of the world is out to get the US of A. Get real.
Today I managed to read The Apache gunship engages, kills, wounds and kills again . I read the comments and thought to myself, "Who in the world make the judgment whether or not the force used in this instance was justified or not. Seriously, if I am the superior of this gunship pilot (or maybe this operation team leader) surely I'd back up my men. Hey, it's my team under my supervision. Saying anything else is only going to ruin my reputation. Maybe I'm wrong in saying this but if I admitted that my men made such mistake who else is to blame but myself for letting such person in charge of this operations. I am responsible in making sure that my men toe the line. How does one draw the line anyway?
So what now? Let's just close our eyes and turn our backs? The thing that annoys me the most is for the fact that we can't bring such charges to International court. The cool part of the US is that they believe in cleaning up their own mess. If there's dirt to be swept out, then let the Americans do it themselves. The irritating part is when the government decides to sweep dirt under the carpet instead.
Lately there's been a lot of cover ups. I find that annoying. Aw, hell, GTG. Office is closing up. Later!!
Love,
Julie.
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ROD STEWART lyrics - "Don't Come Around Here" (feat. Helicopter Girl) |
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ROD STEWART - "Don't Come Around Here" lyrics
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I took my friend's advice of writing down my blog entries and late typing them when I have more time. The thing is now that I've written the entry for today in my organizer, I'm way to lazy to type them anymore. Therefore today will be the last day I write down a blog entry. After this if I don't have time than it's too dartted bad.
Crystal Ball
Don't know why but I sort of felt that my boss is going to assign a new project to me today. It will be one of those report thingy. Hmm... we'll see wouldn't we:) Let see if my 6th sense is a good as I think it is.
Shopping Spree
This month I've spent all my extra cash on stuff. Stupid indulgent stuff. Like vcds, books, perfume for brother and many more. I guess I just felt like it. Growing up with a strict parent, I don't usually indulge. Papa used to nag me into saving my pennies for rainy days. I do but just not this month. It's January and a beginning of a another year. I want stuff:p Now I'm broke and mostly repented. Ah, another lesson learned perhaps? Maybe not.
PMS
You know I thought that I'd never write about my personal experience but it's a bit astounding so I better share. I suffer physically from PMS. I'd get the bloating, the tenderness and whatever else but somehow not the emotional stuff. Strangely, I'd be eating all sorts of choc cravings 2-3 weeks before my period starts. This cycle I indulged in Choc Almond from Baskins and cookies from Famous Amous. I had 2 bags of cookies and 1 pint of ice cream.
So I'd eat my week away untill the my PMS starts. Then my I stop eating. Nothing taste good anymore. I's stop eating and my weight return to its normal weight. It's a never ending cycle that I just can't stop. During my hungary period, if I don't eat, I feel like banging my head on the wall. And during my starvation period, if I eat, food feels like a lump in my stomach. So after fighting this strange cycle for quite some time, I gave up. I'd eat when I feel like eating and don't otherwise. Regardless to what well meaning people say.
I really pity my close friend who watch me eat in this strange way. Especially Hani when she watched me demolish 1 pint of ice cream in one afternoon when I usually pick on my food when we go out. Then there are moments when my ulcer act's up and makes me eat less solids and more liquids like yogurt, soup and choc milk. I really should eat properly, but proper eating makes my cycle of eating worse.
GTG, work calls.
Love,
Julie.
Addendum
An interesting thing that you might want to read about the CIA and its far reaching arms.
I have a lot to blog but so little time. Right now I just recovered from cold and am back at work. So many details to look after. I hate detail work. It's so pesky but important. Plus just bought my brother a perfume I liked. I think he'd like it too since he used to use it many years ago. Well, if there's no one else to buy for why not my favorite brother. He has indulged most of my whims. Plus I like people around me to smell nice.
Am reading up on my favorite blog - Warbloggin (sorry too lazy to link this time). Have been missing a lot of new entries. I like George Paine's writing. Very nice:) Especially when it comes it info digging. I mean, most of working ppl like me don't have a lot of time to browse the web for 'evidence' of a 'crime'. But hey, someone gotta do it why not him! Whoo hoo!!
Lies and liar
How does one trace a lie? Easy, you just ask the liar to comment on certain subject that he/she thinks that she/he could lie about. Than you judge on how much salt to take with the persons' 'truth'. Mean me..? Maybe but I like straight talk, at least I know where I stand. I don't confront liars heads on though, let them hang themselves with their lie. I enjoy watching them squirm.
Going home time, GTG. Mom's waiting.
Love,
Julie.
