Today for the 2nd time someone assumed that I was old. It was the telephone man. *angst*angst*angst* He asked, "Anak dah berapa?" literally translates into, "How many children already?" *screams and stamps foot* I am not OLD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am still a kid. I am to irresponsible to be married with kidz. I don't care. *stomps off to have a long sulk*
I think I have a problem. My problem of mentally adjusting to growing older socially. I'm great with work and its responsibility. I'm even better at taking care of myself. Overall I am becoming a work obsesive zombie. (Lil, this is not where you jump in and kill me. I am not literally a zombie. That only exist in WoW.) I'd rather bury myself in work and study, (did I mention that I'm studying again? The pain, God the pain.) then go out. I work so hard on impossible deadlines that I get too tired to go out in the weekend. I miss my friends SO much......
But when the weekend comes, my feet hurt, my head hurt and all I want to do is scream at someone. Not really scream at someone, more like scream at aggrivating ppl in the office. It's terrible to be the nice sweet obliging one when ppl dump their stress on you by screaming on you. *sigh* I'm tired and its only Monday. I've been downing coffee like water.
GTG, assignments awaits. Later ppl.
Love,
Julie.
Hi! I finally have time to blog. OMG, it has been so long.... since I posted. Since the last time I posted, a lot has happened.
Event 1
I went to Penang to pick up my father's car. Took an almost midnight flight. The person I was sitting next to (other then my brother) was drunk to the gills. And through out the whole flight he suffered. I guess it didn't help that my brother and I was talking the whole flight long :D Poor dude, he kept on shifting in his seat that I almost offered to knock him out.
I visited my cousins. The one that's getting married this April. *growls* It was a restful sojourn. We went mango picking (using long poles and forcing the younger one to climb the darn tree.) Afterwards, we walked among the paddy fields. Bliss, bliss, bliss. Took me out of the town so I could de-stress. We talked about men (what else is new), about the wedding and about the whole living with in-law thingy. Despite my rebelious streak, I do know what to do in social situations involving in-laws:P
Event 2
It was a busy day. I had a lot of callers wishing to be assisted in using one system or another. I had to talk/bribr/smooth things over to get my projects moving. I was just snowed in work. So when the phone ring (external p/call has different ring tone), I whip out my scribble pad, pen and open a PDF document that I had to review on the PC.
Me : Good afternoon, XXX. How can I help you.
Mr. X : *quiet* Selamat Petang (literally >good afternoon.) Boleh saya bercakap dengan Lily. (May i speak to Lily)
Me : Ya, boleh says bantu. (Yes, can I help you.)
Mr. X : *startes a bizzare converstion*
Bottomline, he is interested. Off all the @#$%^&* things to happen during my busy season. I'm sorry, I'm a straight forward person. If I ask a question, I expect an answer NOT an evasion. So annoying *frowns* Sorry, I don't have time to play games right now. No time for strange courtship dances. Now get out of my life! I'm being harsh I know but when someone start to become a weirdo on me I tend to lose my patience.
Moral of the story : I don't need to go clubbing to meet weirdos who are attracted to me = scary. I want to say home and never go out then.
Event 3
Work. What more do I need to say. I've been pushed up to the walls with projects. On top of that, I have my routinals and my night classes with exams. Finally after being *emotionally* battered by everyone, I cried at work. I get scolded by stupid (I mean it) ppl who uses me as an anger outlet knowing that I rarely return the compliment. Someone (u know who that person is) is pushing for me to finish my work faster. Giving me many projects with impossiblly close deadlines. I'm pushing things as far as they can go. I hate it when ppl dump difficult projects into my lap and wash their hands off it. Worse when they give stupid deadlines. It's like, "Have difficult projects and you know other execs can't do it? Dump it on Julie's lap. She makes things happen." And the end of year review is just another pain. The increment btw the ppl who do more work and less work is the same. @#$%%^&*!
That's all for now. Writing about office just ruin the whole post for me. Why I do it? I have no idea. Maybe blogging about it will at least stop me from giving the stupid clerk h3ll come Monday if she start the same $hit again. I rarely use profanities but this time, at the current period of time, a lot of profanities is warranted. GTG. Later!!
Love,
Julie
Basically, this entry is my apology to all my friends. I haven't been calling any of them. I haven't IM them when I am online. I haven't SMSed. All in all, for the past couple of weeks I have been silent. The only people that I say Hi to is either T-boy or Meowlin cause they say Hi first. And after the whole how are you's I fall back to silence.
I am mostly ok. I am healthy. I'm just so....busy *sigh*
I'm sorry. I haven't been such a good friend have I? I just have nothing to share. No news, no gossips or anything interesting at all. Lately I have been boring. I read nothing smart or interesting. I've been swept up in various projects that takes my whole attention. I don't have time to read online or not.
Due to my hectic schedule, I have been disturbingly stingy with my time. I horde my free time for me to do my chores, do spring cleaning, prepare for urgent projects (I can't trip on this project, it's a biggy) and most importantly rest. There. I've said it. I need time to just sit back and empty my mind of work. So I play my computer games. Even my brother understood that I don't wish to be disturbed. Pity my darling brother. He is nice enough to always call and check on me. Sorry! It's not that I don't want to talk to you, I have nothing to say. We will talk have better conversation after this 2 weeks, when I finish my projects.
So for now I will probably stop blogging untill I finish my so called urgent (and difficult) project. So see you ppl online during the weekends ok. Gah, I have an alumni dinner this Sunday:P Less time for me.
Love,
Julie.
I am a simple person. Up to the point where I'd like to keep things really simple. Sometimes I make the most abstract things sound very simple that people that I talk to want to smack me for being such a simpleton. Maybe it's because I grew up sheltered (for most of the part). I try to look at the world in a easiest way so that I can deal with it rationally and not fly off the handle when people behave in a certain way. Not to say that I don't get angry, I just rarely make the effort.
I brought up the word 'hard core feminist' from my last discussion and somehow offended someone. To that person I apologise. I look at the world in a somewhat different manner. I don't see ppl as men or women. I don't meet a man and assume that he is my adversery. Nor do I assume all women are my sisters (literally). I look at people objectively. As a person. A human being with personality.
Gender... I wonder, does gender play a big role in our personality? Will I be a less compassionate person had I been a man? Will my brother be less romantic then he is had he been born a woman (right now, he's the bigger romantic then I am)? So how come we jump into a fry of defending women's rights? Feminism. Are women less human than a men? So instead, why not say that you are defending human rights.
I believe that a woman has the right to say what happens to her body. Abortion or not is not the issue here. The issue is, that in the final analysis it is her choice. If it is against the religion to abort, then I'd assume that she knows this and is willing to bear the guilt and sin of such acts. A child in her body is dependant on the mother to give birth to him/her. Would it be better if the child was born into this world and tossed into the dumpsters to die a slow death? It has happened before. Please don't tell me it wouldn't happen again. Or for the unwanted child to be brought up abused?
Sometimes I think too much. The brain simply ponders and think about it. I wish we lived in a perfect world. Where every unwanted child is sent safely to an ophanage. Where they can grow up amongst friends or be adopted by a loving family. Looking around, you'd see the reality. In a perfect world, we would all be equal, regardless of race, gender or sexual preference. This world has never been perfect and looking forward, I don't see it happening either. Ah, all the doom and gloom that Julie shares with you...
I see men and women as equal, not in biological sense (that must be the dumbest statement ever), but in their needs and wants. Their spirituality and personality. I've meet playboys and I sure have met the playgirls too. I look at men and women to see that the only difference is in their biological built. A woman has PMS (and can throw emotional tantrums during that time) and a man think about sex every 4 minutes (where did I read that??). *I've been trying to construct 2 sentences but they make no sense what so ever* I conclude that I am tired and in desperate need for sleep.
Men and women, stop playing stupid mind games. Be honest. I'm beginnig to ramble nonsense. I swear that I had a point when I started this post, but it got lost somewhere in my tired mind. Sleep..... Later ppl....
Love,
Julie.
PS: 1st day work after 1 week of holiday. Go figure.
BTW : Happy V-day ppl. Let's spread the love around. (That sounds suprisingly tacky).
