Archive for October, 2005

Hooooooliday!!

Monday, October 31st, 2005

Hurrah!!! It’s 12.11am and not sleeping yet. I am missing my old life style just a tad bit… am so gonna start shooting out emails that promised to send, replying/deleting friendster messages and perhaps a bit of reflecting on oneself… I love little break like this. It makes everyday feels like Friday and you know I love Friday :)

Speaking of holiday, grandma must be so delighted that her grandaughter, whom happened to be me, finally got round to go and stay with her for a couple of days. It’s been almost half a year since I last gave her a proper visit. I felt guilty everytime she called and asked what’s been keeping me so busy to visit her… Sometimes, well, it’s just my laziness… Am gonna make it up this time… I’ll stay put in the house and talk to her as much as I can. Gramma loves to tell me things about my cousins and other family members. Sometimes she gets upset with them but has no where to vent out her feelings. She’s not those viscious mother-in-laws in chinese movies. She never openly criticized anyone in the family. Our family is a big one and with big family like this… you know the story…

The older the wiser. This is utterly true. Grandma has wisdom I’d never learnt from books. Sometimes I wonder where she learned all those things she knew from. She is illiterate and yet knowledgable in so many ways. She is an amazing woman gifted from above. Gosh, I really do miss her a great deal. Can’t wait to see her tomorrow :)

Geez, inconsiderate people are indeed everywhere!! Just when my thoughts are finally flowing and there the stupid fire cracker went off. A loud bang isn’t gonna send inspiration to my brain! Now I wonder how am I supposed to sleep and put up with the noise… Don’t they have to sleep??

Speaking of which, my eyelids can’t get any heavier… I guess they are protesting and need to get ‘em shut now…

Happy DeepaRaya folks :)

Lil’ Update

Sunday, October 30th, 2005

Geez, updating friendster blog seems so yesterday. Haven’t gotten round to do it much lately. So much thoughts so little time to jot down…

Yes, I have been busy… busy beyond my own limitation. Perhaps am a bit too pampered.. to a lot of people out that, staying back and work after office hour isn’t such a big deal.. I actually know people who work much, MUCH later than I do… BUT having to stay back in the office squinting my eyes on the spreadsheet isn’t something FUN! Oh well, it can be tiring and worse still, MUNDANE!!

Tsk tsk tsk.. 2 weeks on the job and here I am.. complaining… shame on me… but, am still entitled to voice out my humble opinion, aren’t I? What the heck, this blog belongs to me and my alone.. of coz I get to say whatever I want…guess that am not really thinking straight now…

I guess I’ve started to accustomed to the life of 5.45 - 8.30… What more, I’ve learned to utilize time spending in the jam for other things. In fact, I’ve been doing this quite a bit… I have my breakfast in the car every morning… This is a good distraction to get pissed off when you get stucked in the jam… Il Divo + HL milk + banana cake or honey star… hmmm… but, the downside is that people tend to stare at you as if you are doing some acrobatic stuns in the car!! Just the other day I caught a guy in a car next to mine looking at me with great amusement while I was trying to stuff the banana cake in my mouth. He made me look like a gold fish trapped in a fish tank! He refused to look away even I shot him a viscious stare! How irritating!

Self poised, self poised… I wouldn’t let this irritate me easily…

Anyway, there are loads going on in just a few weeks time. Guess I am on the verge turning into a PA (party animal) now… Work hard, party hard. It is now starting to make sense to me. I made my virgin visit to Poppy Garden a.k.a. Passion (now I know) 2 weeks ago. I thought I danced the whole night through and I thought my butt must have become firmer the next day :p I like the ambience there.. nice cosy couches and deco.. and the music, it just magically worked its way to get people started grooving… Everyone you turned, you’d see grinning faces. It was a great way to loosen up! One thing though, I wish orange juice is not costing like a bomb there!! Who cares about chivas!?! All I want is my orange juice!!

Okay, maybe just one outing to Passion won’t turn me into a PA… but it’s the feeling of wanting to do it all over again….. am afraid am hooked!!

Speaking of cozy ambience… I went to the most beautiful bar (I thought) last Friday…. It has got a huge pool in the middle of the bar… around the pools are tables and couples… the chairs aren’t just ordinary chairs.. They look like what seemed to me a ermm… mattresses… not your ordinary mattressed but those resemble Julius Ceasar’s… Very posh, very posh indeed!!

Up another floor, the ambience is entirely different. There’s a little bar serving the upper floor. Where we were sitting, I could see the Twin Towers standing proudly amongst other skyscappers. Tiny lights dotting the skyline… It’s such a perfect place to do star gazing, I thought. Very romantic place too… I fell in love with the place when I first laid my eyes on it… gorgeous gorgeous place to make you glow with glamourous aura…

It would be more lovely if it didn’t rain! It was such a shame that it rained so heavily… But, that didn’t make the place any less attractive. Yes, I am really in love with that place!!! By the way, no hotties in sight :( There were 2 desperados though..

Anyways, Jerry was trully a lucky guy. Afterall we planned a surprise b’day party for him in such a beautiful place… I guess the rain didn’t ruin the celebration. He couldn’t have complained…. not when he has chick in his arms smilling at him every few seconds :P Did I just smell romance in the air or what??

Next on agenda… any cool place to suggest? *wink*

Rising Above The Obstacles.

Thursday, October 13th, 2005

It’s been 4 days working as a conversion analyst at BASF, Menara Telekom. I have to say I’ve been through quite a bit in just 4 days assigned to my first project. I was so overwhelmed and extremely petrified on the first day reporting to the project team. There were data cleansing, ABAP, conversion template and whole bunch of stuff I had absolutely no idea what they were. I thought I was gonna drown and there were times I doubted if I could rise above and survive this. Everything was so wrong at first glance; the people, the environment, the job scopes and the list goes on. I couldn’t find comfort in anything. There isn’t any shopping mall to begin with. Hmmm, I thought I love changes and that wasn’t quite justifiable.

I thought everyone was hostile. I spoke to no one other than the 4 newbies who just joined the team. I know I was supposed to do some networking but it’s just awkward. Yes, first day wasn’t fantastic and I almost jumped in joy when the clock strike

5.30pm

.

I am glad that my spirit came back later that night. No one is going to help me to get through the fear if I don’t help myself. Having said that, friends’ encouragements definitely play a big part to get my feet back on the ground. I just have to fight back the paranoia and embrace challenges as they come. Said a prayer before going to bed that night and I know everything is going to turn out right the next day. I’ve not only regain faith in myself but also the new surge of energy which I know would keep me going forward.

Second day at work started to look promising. I wasn’t as lost as the day before. Katie, my team lead had assigned 2 work buddies for me. Thanks to these two fantastic and awesome buddies, I picked up quite a bit on the processes and began to see the light at the end of the tunnel. Hmmm, this indeed proved my size vs. character theory right! You see, these two lovely buddies of mine, they aren’t exactly wearing size S or M… you get the drift, huh? I wasn’t discriminating even though SH insisted that I was. He just likes to pick on me, I guess.

Anyway, the main point is, Agnes is such an angel that I almost believe she’s sent from above by my grampa. She also reminds me greatly of a person I love so much, Amy, my nanny’s daughter. They almost share the same laughter and gosh, they way they talk are just too identical!! Agnes is almost the most patient people I’ve met so far. I thought my questions would be replied with raised eyebrows and reluctant responses but that’s never the case. She used the entire morning going through things in detailed with me, things that Katie expected me to deliver which freaked me out on the first day. Agnes just made everything looks so simple and doable. Trust me, I couldn’t see any impatient sign on her face. All I could see and hear was her genuine smile and comforting voice.

My excel skill sucks, yeah, that’s right. Agnes is what you call the excel expert. She taught me so many excel tricks that I never knew before. She has created such an ideal environment for me to learn. Needless to mention, I picked up almost everything she had to teach me that day itself. Can I just comment on how fast I am as a learner *smug* Errrm, you can call me a fast learner if you want *grin* That’s actually my selling point or has it been everyone’s? Okay okay, enough of gloating… hehe, but then again, what’s wrong of giving myself a few pats on the back after a great morale recovery, right?

Agnes was absent yesterday. I thought I would be stranded without her in the mist of the excel spreadsheet. Uh-ha, I was wrong. That’s why everyone should absolutely believe in themselves. You can do whatever if you think you can. I managed to complete my first task, data cleansing before

3 pm.

That was quite an achievement I’d say, judging from the bad intestines I was having and the speed of work done. I am really proud of myself. By the way, bad intestines as in swollen intestine. I had stomach discomfort since Monday and it just got worse yesterday. My stomach was bloated up like a balloon and gosh, I really have no idea what went wrong with it. It felt like gastric pain and maybe food poisoning. My stomach isn’t a strong one.

The pain yesterday was excruciating. I decided to take half day sick leave go home and lie down a bit. Moreover, I finished what I was supposed to do way ahead of the deadline. As I was packing, my phone rang and a friend was asking if I’d like to join him and a friend of him for a drinks somewhere nearby. Honestly, I was thinking of declining but blimey, my car was blocked by many other cars in the car park. I could only move my car after

5pm

as told by the pesky car park carer… so you see, I wasn’t sneaking out to the mall but the situation left me no choice. We ended up in Midvalley. I’ve found the solace I was looking for. Clayton, I still get to go to the mall during office hour… la la la…

Everything starts to fall into place. I had this sense of satisfaction when I showed Agnes the spreadsheet and the feedback form. I have to say what I’m doing now, you might wanna call it donkey job… it’s really some tedious and mundane task in the whole wide world but for some strange reason, I’m pretty happy doing it. Everyone has to start somewhere, after all. I closed my eyes and visualized 2 years down the road and I see myself attending important meetings with big guns all over the world, constantly flying around the globe and giving constructive suggestions to other newcomers. Hmmm, that’s it, that’s what I wanna achieve… Maybe two years is a tab bit over ambitious but aren’t that what most self help books say? You’ve got to have a clear goal and you work toward that.

Oh well, today I had an unexpected meeting with Ashley, the head of conversion team from BASF and four others in the team. I thought I’d get really lost in the meeting but surprisingly, everything sounded pretty normal, not beyond my comprehension at least. That should be a good sign. Oh yea, I was really glad to have done my piece of work before the meeting. I could now brief Ashley on the progression and she looked impressed. I guess I have Tony Buzan, the mind mapping master to thank to. I could remember the details of my assignment effortlessly. I found that people who climb the corporate ladder faster than the others usually are those who know their stuff in the meeting. There are people who are really good at what they are doing but fail to articulate during the meeting. They are those who are struggling to reach the top in the rat race. It’s not only the substance that matters, it’s also the communicating skill, I realized.

Great day at work I’d say. Great start at least. I’ve started to bond with the people. Agnes for one exclaimed just before I left the office and called it a day, ‘I really love this girl and I’ve meant to say this long time ago.’ Wow, 4 days aren’t exactly that long, huh? But what the heck, that makes my day. J 

I am going to do learn new thing tomorrow and I’ve been assigned with another new task. Stephen is right, I should try to learn everything that’s going to help adding my value here. I am going to be down right humble and be sponge-like to absorb others’ wisdoms.

Yes, I know I can and I will rise above the challenges and emerge as the stronger person. J

New Journey

Tuesday, October 11th, 2005

Time flied by so quickly and discreetly. Before I realized, 3 weeks of honey mood period at 66th floor, KLCC had come to and end. I’ve finally got assigned and was rather excited at the thought of joining the new project. Saying goodbye to friends (or colleagues?), whom I’ve come to know for the past three weeks couldn’t be that hard. I mean, it’s just three weeks…

It’s Sunday night and was prancing about in my room. Bed had long covered by piles of clothes, long sleeves, collared, turtle neck, spaghetti stripe, skirt, scarves, trousers, blazers, you name it. I needed something that would project a positive image of me, confident, poised, capable and maybe down-to-earth. Not that I lack of those things but didn’t they said first impression is very crucial? We can’t exactly judge a book by its cover but still… I must have read it somewhere, purple is so my colour and it probably would bring me some luck. There you go; I think I’d got my pick.</span></strong></p>

Toying at the prospects of meeting cuties at the project site, I fell asleep grinning…

Gosh, I was gonna be late. It’s nearly 7 am and I hadn’t left the house. Hurried, rushed to my car and hit the road. As you can imagine, I got caught in the stupid jam just outside. Half cursing half calming myself down, I tried maneuvering my car to the right lane that leads to NPE. I must say, I don’t usually curse but those crazy and inconsiderate road users have almost turned me into a swearing machine. Maybe there’s a tad bit of exaggeration but I swear I swore the F word almost thrice yesterday. This is not good, not very ladylike I’d say.

My parents drove me from USJ to Menara Telekom via NPE on Saturday night, TWICE and I actually have a map drawn by them in hand. You see, am not well versed with the roads and everything and on top of everything, I just met two accidents… besides, I tend to get really panicky driving to unknown places. The map indeed was well drawn. Or, my memory is good?? Managed to reach Menara Telekom before 8 am and that was hell early!

Bumped into Dina at the lobby. Was relieved to see familiar face there. Together, we made way to floor where we were supposed to wait for someone to let us in. With lots of anticipation, I waited there for what it seemed like 20 minutes before a cute but sissy guy approached us and led us into the meeting room. After 1.5 hours of briefing we were good to go. I mean, our journeys had finally begun. We were ushered to meet the entire team in meeting room 1. They seemed like a bunch of nice people but you never know.

After rounds and rounds of self introductions, was seated down by team lead, a consultant before she went through the expectations she has of me and my job responsibilities. That’s when I’ve got shell-shocked. I fought back the temptation to run straight out to the door. I was overloaded with information and overwhelmed by the terms she used. ABAP, data cleansing, infotab… Question marks were all over my head and I kept trying to close my jaws. I almost never heard of those things in my entire life until then. Yes, I suffered what you called the ‘culture’ shock. First the big team cramming into one meeting room, where you sit side by side with your superior and there’s no partition between each and everyone, then new responsibilities and am supposed to be ‘up and running’ in no time. Besides, no access to MSN messenger and YM there and that’s almost like the end of the word for me.

I think I’ve been in the comfort zone too long and maybe it’s time to move out from it. After all, everyone needs a good change here and there some times, don’t we? I guess it’d take a day or two for me to settle down. There is definitely loads of reading to be done

If I were to rate my first day reporting to work on the scale of 1 -10, hmmm, maybe a 3?? Somehow, deep down, I know I will turn out just fine. It’s only a matter of time with a bit of perseverance and lots of prayers and faith.

Fret no more, I am going to embrace new challenges and make the most out of this experience. It’s almost seems like a calling by destiny. Corny but that seems like what it is.

Keep believing, keep striving, keep surviving, and keep smiling Adeline!!

Supposedly Puuuuurfect Saturday Morning

Monday, October 3rd, 2005

Another 29 minutes!! Hurrah!! My eyes are soooo tired. I guess too much e-learning isn’t good for the eyes. Hmmm, guess what, I didn’t sneak out to the mall today AT ALL *pat on Ade’s back* I’ve been just sitting obediently here and do the e-learning. I must say I have progressed well…

I have been meaning to write about my experience in Putrajaya. It wasn’t bad at all. In fact, I kinda spent the entire Saturday morning there. You see, they were having ermm, I think boat racing or something among the MNC’s. Jo asked me to go along and basically just show some support. She said Christina was gonna go too. Hmm, frankly, am not a big fan of this sorta event. Especially I had to wake up early on Saturday morning and risk the chances of getting tanned. Sun and I don’t really see eye to eye, if you know what I mean. I am what you call the Puteri Lilin.

Oh well, I did manage to wake up. The whole purpose of going there perhaps was to meet up with some ex-colleagues that I have been missing dearly. Jo and Christina came picking me up around… was it 8.30 am?? Anyway, that turned out to be a fun road trip to Putrajaya. We wind down the windows and let the fresh morning air blow gently on our faces. I wish Jo were driving a convertible and playing some funky music… I could then stand up at the back seat and do a little dance number or maybe waving scarf or tossing hair just like those lead actresses in

Hollywood

films, couldn’t I? Oh well, those were just some thoughts, ok…

Jo was so fascinated by the lamp posts along the road that we ended up taking lotsa photos of that. I guess the cars passed by must be thinking that we were some Japanese tourists or something. Even so, I must say I like the scenery there and don’t mind to look like a silly billy tourist. In fact, Putrajaya is a lot cooler than I thought. Little cute well trimmed trees along the pen straight roads, clear blue sky, artistic lamp posts, chirping birdies and of course 3 cool girls.

It was about 9-ish when we reached our destination. Gosh, the place is such a beauty… Was it just me or what?? I totally didn’t expect to see a resort, no no, to be correct, a lake resort there!! I must have spent a few minutes wow-ing and oo-ahh-ing. I know I know, sounds like katak di bawah tempurung but who cares. Again, another frenzy rounds of photo takings. I was in total awe when I saw the lake!! To be quite frank with you, I’d never seen a lake with my owe eyes until last Saturday.

We were looking everywhere for those who took part in the MSC Water Games. The lake is so huge and we actually ended up at the wrong side of the lake. Anyway, no complains having to walk a big round to get to the venue. It’s good to take a long stroll early in the morning. When we finally got to the right side of the lake, the competition was already underway. I saw dragon boats and kayaks. Spotted a few muscular Caucasian guys occasionally walking around in their so called crossbreed-between- wetsuit-and-swimming-trunk looking ermm, swimsuit?? No cuties in sight. Sigh… Such a shame…

Oh yea, I must mention about the constant noise produced by the idiotic emcee. Geez, he’s such a pest. So annoying!! A beautiful Saturday morning by the lake side was completely ruined by stupid noises coming out from his mouth! His remarks were totally retarded and he had the nerves to keep making ‘em. He’s really a pain in the @**. I’m sorry to swear but I can’t help it!! “In case anyone of you thinks that I am an American, I am not.” Goodness me! Can you believe that?! He didn’t sound one bit like an American. More like a Macha to me! I felt like throwing shoes right at his face and asked him to shut the h*** up. We were there for the tranquility, and no one bargain for pieces of s*** from him. Now I need some jasmine tea to calm my nerves. It’s obvious that he got on my nerves.

That was not the end. My skin crawled when this pathetic American-wannabe decided to crack some ‘oh-so-funny’ jokes by making some not-so-smart remarks when he spotted Jo, Christ and I walking towards the water tank, near where he was. “Lenglui, lenglui… Yea you, the one in green skirt… blah blah blah” Frankly, I couldn’t be bothered to listen any further. It’s a shame there were so many mat-sallehs’ around. A complete disgrace! By the way, since when American started using the word LENGLUI?? He was worried that people might have mistaken him as an American? How funny.

I turned around to check on his victims. Just before I manage to turn around, realized he was actually talking about me!! Idiot! Embarrassed, decided to walk behind Christ and Jo. “Hey you, I am talking about you and don’t hide laaa…” I decided to take a proper look at this frog. Little did I know, he poured in more comments and we never heard the end of it. “The weather is hot, drink more water and if it’s not enough, you can go get the water from the lake… hahahaha…” My good gracious, is this guy retarded????????

Very quickly, we paced ourselves and escaped. Even from a distance, his voice was still haunting us like a thousand years old ghost. I guess we reached the boiling point and couldn’t take in more of his stupidity, decided to go Dengkil for lunch instead of waiting for the free lunch prepared for us.

I thought I needed some retail therapy. This moron had completely ruined my wonderful Saturday morning. I don’t have to tell you where I went next, huh? *wink*

Confession of a Shopaholic, Ade

Saturday, October 1st, 2005

I have a confession to make. Alright, alright, maybe a few…

You see, I was really bored and sleepy in the office… not meaning to complain about the current situation. I mean, my working life has been really good, maybe, just maybe, a little bit too good to be true. For a moment working life is STRESS-FREE! No complains really… Am getting paid doing e-learning at my own pace, net-browsing on my own will, networking as much as I may , drinking and eating all I want. What more, am boss-less at the moment. Believe it; I’ve been doing these for the past 2 weeks.

Well, all these can be a tiny winy daunting. As my eyelids grew heavier, decided to get some fresh air somewhere outta office. It wouldn’t look good to fall asleep in the office, would it? Without second thought, I allowed my feet to lead the way and miraculously found my self walking towards the mall… A mad rush of adrenaline pumped through every vein in my body when I breathed the lovely perfumed air at the entrance. Suddenly, the sleepy bugs disappeared from my system, replaced those annoying bugs were waves and waves of enthusiasms and boundless energy as I laid my eyes on those sweet darlings, from candy-like eyeshades to yummy looking lip glosses to immaculate shoes to… Oh, don’t get me started *grinning*

I felt myself glowing, from head to toe as the make-up artist finished her final touch on my face. This is fabulous! I mean, you get to point at anything on the make-up desk and the next minute, you would find that lovely shade on your face, nicely painted by the skillful makeup artist. They won’t even dare to wince!! GREAT! Oh yea, did I mention it is entirely FREE OF CHARGE??? Contended, sat back on the comfy chair beaming and admiring the beautiful shades on my eyes. I know the shades would look great on me…  Uhmmmm… This is so fulfilling… “Miss, do you wanna try out latest eye liner? It is the latest technology and it will glide effortlessly on your delicate eyes…” Shoot, when I looked at the watch it’s almost 5 pm!! Now, what time did I sneak out from the office again? “You know what, I’m gonna come back for this after 5.30 pm, ok? I’m kinda in a hurry… I’ll come back in a while, I promise. By the way, thanks for your lovely hospitality and nice meeting you. My name is Adeline. See you later.”

Sheepishly, walked quicker than normal back to my desk, wishing hard no one would notice the change… Was laughing triumphantly inside when everything gone totally unnoticed. Then, LC spotted the difference and there goes my secret… Now everyone knows I sneaked out to get a ermm, makeover. Great, very great! And now I don’t have to make any confession, do I? The whole world knows now… By the way, I’ve supported our government’s effort to improve the economy in the country.

Now, what I’m about to confess, in my own term, is really horrible and heaven forbids me doing that. Geez, I loathe myself when I think of what I did…

So you see, it was almost 6.30 pm when I left the paying counter. Realised I’d have to walked in the already darken skyline alone to get my car, I paced myself and hurried to the LRT station. I was looking everywhere for the return pass. I saw it after lunch and now it’s gone! What the heck, I shouldn’t waste time looking for that damn card and decided to get a new one. I have no idea where the crowd came from. Gosh, both the automatic and manual ticket counters were packed with people. I wasn’t gonna queue up just to get something I’ve actually paid for.

An evil thought played in my mind. Maybe I could tell a little white lie. It wouldn’t hurt, right? After all, I paid for it. Just that I lost it.  Determined I walked to the ticket collector and trying to get passed the gate by ‘reasoning’ with him. I told him that I lost my pass and asked if he could just let me get through the gate. Errm, maybe I went a bit overboard… I said someone robbed my purse during lunch time and I didn’t have any money with me (not that I can’t afford RM 2.40.. look at the queue, please) I guessed I must have looked at him with that poor little puppy eyes or I must be really good at acting. He totally bought it!! Actually, he was so concerned and being really sympathetic. He said he would BUY the ticket for me and with that he headed straight inside the counter and paid for it! Gosh, I really didn’t see this coming. If I had seen it, I promise I wouldn’t have lied to him. It’s hard to believe there is still Good Samaritan around. This guy is indeed very generous. Maybe he thought a girl in her power suit and her laptop wouldn’t lie over Rm2.40?

I must have thanked him for 5 times or more when he handed the pass to me. Without a doubt, he had no idea I was lying… I am such a terrible person… guilt crept in mercilessly, filling the whole being of me. But still, I couldn’t help to feel a tad bit excited that my evil plan had worked out so well, almost near perfection. I know it’s really horrible… To make up for that, I flashed my mega watt of smile and said to him with 100% sincerity, “God bless you”, turned my heels and quickly marched towards the elevator.

Even it has been a day but I still can’t believe I made up that little white lie… How ironic, I could afford 200 bucks worth of cosmetics but a mere 2.40 bucks of LRT pass! What’s worse is that I have totally abused the trust of a stranger and misused his kindness at my own expense. I have sinned…

Holy Lord, please forgive me, forgive my foolishness…

By the way, I am a shopaholic, just so you can’t tell by now.