The Moley Prophet

Woke up at 9+ today and did some plastering job on my walls today. Spent lots of time trying to plaster it nicely and then painted the part at the stairs. After plastering parts of the wall at the driveway, finishing the small container of plaster, I got my dad to buy a small pail of it, with a larger tool to apply. And he got me a paint scraper. I then stopped work temporarily to bathe and rush out to meet Ben. What the hell. When I went up the bus, I realised my mom got my EZ-link card. Luckily I have just enough coins to go to BP.

So at BP, we took a cab down to SLS. Had to wait quite sometime to get the cab. And it costs us 10 bucks. But we were in for a great surprise. Ta Da. They don’t repair or replace the stupid adapter at SLS. We have to get it fixed at D-Link SC at Jurong IBP. What the fuck. We could have gone down there in matter of minutes if we were back at home. Or in my shop. So, we went down to BK to fill our damn hungry stomachs (forgetting to buy the AC adaptor). After the Whopper meal, we went down to SLT to look for shops buying in second hand phones as Ben wanted to sell this Motorola with no charger and I estimated it will fetch around 10 bucks.

After our failed mission, we got a cab to get to Jurong IBP. Another 10 bucks. And we have to get Benji’s Grace to look for the actual address. Thanks dude. We found the place and waited for about half an hour to get the things done.

Went to my shop after that, but could not find my mom to get my card back. So we walked around the mall and waited for my dad to come and fetch me. In the end we waited for 2 hours before Ben got home. Sorry about that. After sending Ben home, I got home for a shock. The plaster was washed away due to the rain. After changing my shirt, I got down to plaster it again and begin painting. Argh. Fucking tired.

Your color is black. The color of night. Serene and mysterious, black conjures up images of elegant evening gowns, dashing tuxedos, and gleaming limousines. Traditionally a symbol of success, black also represents power and an uncompromising demand for perfection. Not surprisingly, you tend to set challenging goals for yourself and do whatever it takes to achieve them — your strength of character is second to none. This unfaltering determination, along with your natural elegance, impresses people. But keep in mind that your personality might be intimidating to some. Try to temper your demanding side with a little softness — trust us, it won’t kill you. Overall, though, black is the color of professionalism and achievement, which means it’s clearly the color for you.

True. I like black. Red too. That is why you see this colour for my blog.

While on the way to work, I was thinking about the education gap between the rich and poor as I heard on the radio the plans from the government to give the poorer people bursaries to study and have… TUITION!?!?! Like, what the hell. I have poorer friends who did not have tuition but they scored well. Even those who work while they study.

The theory that poor people generally scored worse than the rich is totally nonsense. It is all about the upbringing of the children. In Dunearn, I see all the rich and boastful people in NT classes. How their parents got rich, I do not know, neither do I care. All I know is that they are hooligans who think too highly of themselves because they have a rich father who probably got rich through some kind of business. Just like their kids, they do not have proper education. And they naturally do not know how to teach their kids well. Instead, they pampered the kids and inculcate wrong values into them.

So you see, I do not see a reason for this kind of bursaries. Having bursaries for the kids to study and buy books, and perhaps staying at a after school care center would be a better decision than giving them the money to have tuition.

Merry Xmas to everyone!

Right.. Lets get started and be finished before Christmas Day ends.

Went to Orchard Road to join in the festive celebrations there but it was kind of fucked up. I had lots of fun pics that I am waiting to upload. Besides the fun stuff, Orchard Road was in a mess. The police are not able to control the crowd with the limited manpower. And these party goers have no manners. Not a bit of reponsibility. I mean its okay to play and have fun during this festive season. In the beginning I was kind of glad that this was the case. But as I walked up Orchard Road (I came from Istana that direction), I got kind of fed up. These people push and spray at everyone. They even play on the roads where it is so dangerous. The police officer keeps telling them not to play on the roads but they heck care. Police officer should have lots of hand cuffs for these. There were several accidents due to this. Someone got knocked down. The streets were also covered with trash. Boxes, plastic bags and CANS. Spray cans. As if the floor not slippery enough from the foam. The glasses of Takashimaya and other shopping malls were also dirtied by the foam, party sprays and all sorts of crap. Luckily, hotels were surrounded by tight security. I pity the cleaners who have to clean up the streets by day break.

Singaporeans have to learn to be more disciplined. If not, the ban list would extend further. Sometimes I agree with the government in not giving too much freedom to the people. Look what those idiots did with the freedom they got.

Went down to Aljunied today to meet the Editor of ‘get that’ with Jeremy. Got some marketing strategies from him. After that, we went down to Orchard to meet my Dad who was having lunch at Mandarin hotel with thes Datacraft people. And as a gift, he got an ipod shuffle 512mb. Hehe.. I think I gonna ask him for it.

Before meeting my Dad, we went to Taka. And I never thought that I would be introducing octopus balls to Jeremy. Alamak! How can he don’t know?!?! But alright la. For someone who does not know Pierre Cardin. We went down to Changi Business Park after that. Asked the security at the Signature for the address for Reed Business and went up to seventh floor. Waited for sometime before the designer came and brought us down one level through a staircase in the office to the E-Guide area. After some discussions, it is now my job to discuss with my mom whether to carry on the project or forgo the 4000 over bucks deposit.

Went to AMK factory after the meeting, but didn’t stay long. After dropping Jeremy at the Bishan MRT, my Dad sent me to IMM. Freaking busy day today. Invoices and goods to be delivered. And this freaking customer thinks that she is king. Please lah. You bargain until so freaking low, and I didn’t charge you delivery fee you still so gei gao. Want me to paint the bloody ceiling. I just told my mother when the customer is there that I very busy man. Then when we left, I told my mother to deduct the worker pay for the job I am going to do. My policy is this: You want people to respect you, treat you nicely, give others what they deserve too. I earn you so little you think I painter. E-Guide earning me few thousands I also never give them that slut face.

It seems that exams stress do not stop after exams. It continues. And in my case, the stress mounts. Exams were over more than a week ago. But it still haunts me till this day. Everyday I dreamt that I failed my exams, I dreamt that I have exams I have not studied for, I even have dreams all the way back to having failed Chinese in O levels. Although I am sure when I am awak that I passed my O levels straight, sometimes I wake up worrying about exams. What’s worse is that the results are coming out in the noon today. I think that even if I pass this exams, I would still be daunted every night.

Besides exams, I now have to worry about business, about work. There is work to be done. Even before graduation, I am already facing the business world with business and employment stuff. Last week, I got a call from a certain corporation wanting to interview me for a certain position in the company. I do not know how the hell they got my contact details, and why they think someone who is still studying is up for the job. Worse of all, they do not know my age. And there, it breaks the deal. For now, I am facing worries over the newly start-up business. Many issues to settle with this business. Invoices to be completed daily. Accounts to be in proper. But non seem to be successful. Besides that, I have to think of ways to save costs for the three companies in the area of IT. And now, Jeremy wants to hire me to work in his web development company. Still considering the offer though. I am already stressed up with too much stuff, I do not know whether I can stretch my brains anymore.

Human relationships also stress me out. I dream of getting back stabbed by friends. Getting rejected by friends. All sorts of relationships stress me out. Family relationships too. Besides all this, one person makes me stressed to the limit. I am getting crazy. All this sleep working is making me retarded. Really retarded. I can’t think properly all the time. I keep forgetting things even if they were hanging by my tongue.

Help!