Slavery In The Modern World

I received a new slave package from my boss this morning. She asked for my opinion on the idea of doubling my workload. Impressive! I thought. And to that I replied, “hhmm… you know what… I will tender my resignation immediately.” Impressive! I thought again. How brave of me! Do people become dumber when they become bosses? You know, they always ask stupid questions. In my case, did she think that I will happily embrace her idea with the widest smile and avid enthusiasm? Maybe I’ll ask her during our next department meeting. My boss is not the only member of the club. Carmen’s and Celia’s boss is also a dumbo. A big one, in fact. She is a sad case. Even her pet subordinate hates her. Poor Eva. Back to my impending resignation, this could very well mean that I am not going Shanghai anymore!! Geez! What a twist of events! I am so excited with this thought of not going Shanghai, of leaving that Axxxxxx Tech shithole. *Fireworks*Fireworks* I already have a plan if I really resign. I want to go Europe for a tour. This is something which I have been wanting to do for a long time. And I can continue with my motorbike lessons at a slower pace. Woh hoh! Well, I certainly speak as if I have a fat reserve in my bank account. It’s a pity that my bank balance is not proportionate to my body size. Yes, reality can’t be anymore real when the dollar sign comes into the picture. Too bad I do not have contact with the money laundering syndicate. Darn! Otherwise… ya, otherwise… I am going to get further confirmation from dumbo on Thursday. Let me check out the terms and conditions of the new slave package and will provide an update here soon.

My Mighty Nifty Room

It's Chinese New Year Eve today. I came home earlier than usual. I thought of cleaning up my room a little bit to usher in a brand new lunar year. Then I realised that my room is so bare that I don't have much to clean up. Before September 2004, I was still sharing room with my elder sister. After my 15 year old little flat got renovated, I finally have my own room. My little private haven now. To a LARGE extent, I hated sharing room with my sister. Before I start to ramble how messy she is and how incorrigible some of her living habits are, I shall rest my case and share with you my delights in this new found territory. I love my new room. It still smells of freshly funished paint. I chose apple green shade for 3 sides of the walls and lime green for the other one. I do not have a proper bed. I sleep on a thin mattress of about 5cm. Thin, but thick enough to cushion me from the floor. No backaches. No stiff necks. I keep my room bare. A white wardrobe; an enclosed white book shelf; a little TV on a white short tv console; a small brown coffee table; most prominently, a purple velvet sofa chair. I call it the Princess Chair. And I have a 1000 pcs jigsaw puzzle

of the Prince dancing with Cinderella hung in front of the chair.

I do alot of things in my room, besides sleeping and changing in and out of clothes. I makeup in the room; I chat online with friends in the room; I do situps in the room (yes I still do occasionally); I talk to friends on the phone in the room; I do jigsaw puzzle in the room; I cut my nails in the room; I watch American Idol in the room; I space out in the room, etc.

I'm going to miss my room when I go Shanghai.

What is my new room in Shanghai going to be?

I'll fill you in after 01 April 2005.

Oopss..I did it again!

Prophet Yip has once again proved herself. Ms Tan got it. She is on the path to being the next educator of our young generations. Congratulations! Teach our kids good Chinese. Teach them to write poems that are better than the Tang Dynasty poets. Teach them to write blogs in Chinese maybe..... *bleh* Well, with Ms Tan moving into the teaching arena, this means that little me will be venturing into Shanghai Tan on my own. Exciting indeed. A little depressing I must admit. After all, there will be no one to speak Singlish with me and I will return to an empty apartment everyday. Just me, myself and maybe an occasional fly or mosquito. No rats I hope. That should be a perfect environment to write some really good stuff on this blog huh. I will find out. And so will you. Right now, let's all rejoice in jubilance of someone finally realising her dream. Cheers!

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