What quake? Nope, didn't feel a thing as I was sleeping soundly. But seriously, I don't think people in PJ felt the shaking. So far I don't know anyone in PJ who felt it. They people I've met who said they felt it were in Klang, Cheras... Kelana Jaya... those kind of places. But then my office building shudders every time a big truck passes in front of the road. So maybe I can't tell the difference. =p
For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, here's the low down. Last night, there was a 8.4 earthquake off the coast of Sumatra again, near the last disastrous Boxing Day epicenter. Apparently, the quake was felt in KL as well, rousing citizens from their bed and running out of apartments like ants deserting a disturbed sandwich. So far there has not been any tsunamis reported but there were hundreds hurt in Sumatra when buildings trembled and cracked. The quake was even felt in Thailand, from what I saw in CNN this morning.
Again the thought that maybe the end of days are near.
Last Sunday, my housemate of 9 years finally moved out and into an apartment of her own. So now there are just us 3 sisters left in the house. It seems weird to have her gone as I used to depend on her 7.30am movements to wake me up. Yes, I'm a light-sleeper, believe it or not. We cleaned out the room and moved Lee Ling's stuff in there as she needs a place to study. So at least there's more space for us now in that small house.
Last week, I got appraised again. Let's just say that I was not happy with the result despite my bosses promised to get my increment which she promised me back in October last year. Sigh. Of course, since my duties are more now, I'm learning but not fast enough for her. I'm supposed to be this virtual sponge that is supposed to absorb everything. But "there must be something psychologically blocking you from taking it all in," says she... What can I say? I hate the fact that she feels like I've let her down, that I've not met her high expectations. What a downer... lord, I felt so inadequate and depressed after that. Of course I should have known that the power-hungry bitch would involve others in our clashes. Yeah, my boss knows about our clashes. Anyway, begone bitch.
On a cheerful note, I'm ok with my kickboxing classes now. My body doesn't hurt anymore when I do roundhouse kicks or jump kicks! Cool. I was please as punched when I did the entire session without having to stop to rest or drink water.
So yeah, that's what's been happening to me the past one week.
Oh and I finally finished reading my shoulder high pile of newspapers that has been accumulating since CNY. What a relief! Sigh. Now all I have to do is continue reading and compile all my newspaper clippings and get them ready for circulation to the big bosses.
Later.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
Sunday, March 20, 2005
Hell bent on kickboxing
*groan*
My back is killing me. I started my gym classes again yesterday at Phillip Wain and now I'm paying the price for being too earnest in my quest for a vigourous session. I got my rigourous session alright - I joined the kickboxing class. It's no different from my aerokick classes that I was a regular at LAST YEAR. So Miss Gung Ho here just jumped into the class with such enthusiasm that she conveniently forgot that she has been out of the loop for a WHOLE year. She was NOT prepared to accept that she might not be able to take it after such a long absence.
I'm so out of shape. I almost black out once during the class and my stamina was dismal. I used to be able to last the entire class and after that I usually hit the treadmill and crunch machine. Yesterday, I followed my old routine and now I'm bent like an old woman every time I get up from the chair to walk somewhere!!!
So I'm stuck at home and it's sunday for pete's sake! Argh! I'm so disgusted with myself for not taking it easy for my first class in a long time. I could keep up and it felt good to be punching and kicking again and working such a sweat that I was revelling in the fact that I could still do the roundhouse. But afterwards... ow ow ow ow ow ow OW!
My back hurts like the dickens! My triceps are protesting the 6 sets of uppercuts we were rigourously doing yesterday and the jump kicks sets must have put out my back. I'm so old now. Lord... can't even take a few punches. Sheesh.
Well, I'm sure darn well gonna get my stamina back. I know I will coz I was reminded how much I enjoy a good and violent punching session and kickboxing is way FUN and just what I need to work out my rage and aggression.
My back is killing me. I started my gym classes again yesterday at Phillip Wain and now I'm paying the price for being too earnest in my quest for a vigourous session. I got my rigourous session alright - I joined the kickboxing class. It's no different from my aerokick classes that I was a regular at LAST YEAR. So Miss Gung Ho here just jumped into the class with such enthusiasm that she conveniently forgot that she has been out of the loop for a WHOLE year. She was NOT prepared to accept that she might not be able to take it after such a long absence.
I'm so out of shape. I almost black out once during the class and my stamina was dismal. I used to be able to last the entire class and after that I usually hit the treadmill and crunch machine. Yesterday, I followed my old routine and now I'm bent like an old woman every time I get up from the chair to walk somewhere!!!
So I'm stuck at home and it's sunday for pete's sake! Argh! I'm so disgusted with myself for not taking it easy for my first class in a long time. I could keep up and it felt good to be punching and kicking again and working such a sweat that I was revelling in the fact that I could still do the roundhouse. But afterwards... ow ow ow ow ow ow OW!
My back hurts like the dickens! My triceps are protesting the 6 sets of uppercuts we were rigourously doing yesterday and the jump kicks sets must have put out my back. I'm so old now. Lord... can't even take a few punches. Sheesh.
Well, I'm sure darn well gonna get my stamina back. I know I will coz I was reminded how much I enjoy a good and violent punching session and kickboxing is way FUN and just what I need to work out my rage and aggression.
Saturday, March 12, 2005
A passenger in a speeding van
continue from "My company dinner, an unforgettable night..."
After everything was paid, packed and loaded into the van, it was time to go home. We were the only people left, the Marcomms Team, our van driver, Muru and Chin - the last ones to make sure everything is in order. People were asking how I'm gonna get home and I thought Mec could give me a ride, but she was kinda reluctant and Nancy didn't even looked at me (was quite late by that time), but our van driver cut in that he could give me a ride back since he had to head back to the office to store some stuff and return the van. O-k-a-y... I didn't really mind as I knew he was an okay guy, nothing gross or sleazy at all.
So at last we all got into our cars and started driving off. Mr Van Driver (VD) pulled over to pay for the parking and he took a very loooong time to do this. In the end he got back into the van and we were off. Then when we got to the part to exit, he tells me then only that he still hadn't paid the ticket coz the machine wouldn't accept his RM50 note. Then he started reversing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth and still he couldn't get the angle to reverse the van back from where we came. Then suddenly CRASH! He backed into the building! I looked incrediously over at him and he looked nonplussed! Then he went forward again, turn the wheel and reverse again and CRASH again! I was like "What the HELL??! *Bleeeep Name*, are you okay to drive? Are you drunk?" He said no, he's not drunk and he's okay. Then he did it again! He crashed the back of the van into the building and this time, the glass crumbled in a explosion of glass. I was like "Oh shit!" Then, the guard came and VD got out of the van and explained to the guard that we couldn't get the ticket validated and paid. Then they went ahead of the van to where the bar was and the guard unlocked the bar after VD paid him RM10. When VD was walking to the bar in front of the van, he was walking straight, but when he turned to walk back, he almost fell sideways! And right then I was sure he was drunk!
On the drive back, the van was weaving and in and out of lanes and I was trying my damnest to talk to him, to keep him awake. A friend had actually smsed me that he was in KL clubbing and I tried calling him to ascertain his whereabouts (so that I can get out of the van immediately) and at the same time try to convey my desparate situation but the background music wherever he was was too loud for either of us to understand anything. In the end I gave up when VD started weaving violently, we narrowly avoided another car speeding passed. I quickly put down the phone and started talking inanely to VD. I asked about his children, his wife, how they met, was it romantic, then when he was not responding satisfactoriy, I started talking about my non-exixtence 'current' boyfriend and asking him for advice on what I should do about a problem I was having. Sometimes I had to shout at him to get his attention or wave my hand in front of his eyes, all the time telling him to slow down, drive slowly and carefully. At least he was listening to some extend coz he slowed down considerably.
Then VD turned up to Sentral Station and the road he wanted to turn in was closed for road works so he reversed all the way down, amidst furious honking and birdies from other speeding cars and motocycles. The road works people were giving us weird looks, or rather giving ME weird and questioning looks. I just gave a casual wave to convey I was okay. I didn't think I needed rescuing from strangers either. Bet they thought what a young women like me dressed for a night out was doing with a much older man. Ewwww... begone disgusting thought!
All way home, I talked to VD non-stop and he was doing better and when we finally got to my place, I was dying to get out of the van so fast that I forgot my paperbag of change of clothes.
Later, sis drove me to the office to pick up my paperbag but VD had still not reach the office! And that was half an hour after he dropped me off. So I called him and waited for him for 15 more minutes. Finally he came and I got my stuff out and said good night to him. Don't think he heard me.
Hope he's okay.
*sigh* What a night...
After everything was paid, packed and loaded into the van, it was time to go home. We were the only people left, the Marcomms Team, our van driver, Muru and Chin - the last ones to make sure everything is in order. People were asking how I'm gonna get home and I thought Mec could give me a ride, but she was kinda reluctant and Nancy didn't even looked at me (was quite late by that time), but our van driver cut in that he could give me a ride back since he had to head back to the office to store some stuff and return the van. O-k-a-y... I didn't really mind as I knew he was an okay guy, nothing gross or sleazy at all.
So at last we all got into our cars and started driving off. Mr Van Driver (VD) pulled over to pay for the parking and he took a very loooong time to do this. In the end he got back into the van and we were off. Then when we got to the part to exit, he tells me then only that he still hadn't paid the ticket coz the machine wouldn't accept his RM50 note. Then he started reversing back and forth, back and forth, back and forth and still he couldn't get the angle to reverse the van back from where we came. Then suddenly CRASH! He backed into the building! I looked incrediously over at him and he looked nonplussed! Then he went forward again, turn the wheel and reverse again and CRASH again! I was like "What the HELL??! *Bleeeep Name*, are you okay to drive? Are you drunk?" He said no, he's not drunk and he's okay. Then he did it again! He crashed the back of the van into the building and this time, the glass crumbled in a explosion of glass. I was like "Oh shit!" Then, the guard came and VD got out of the van and explained to the guard that we couldn't get the ticket validated and paid. Then they went ahead of the van to where the bar was and the guard unlocked the bar after VD paid him RM10. When VD was walking to the bar in front of the van, he was walking straight, but when he turned to walk back, he almost fell sideways! And right then I was sure he was drunk!
On the drive back, the van was weaving and in and out of lanes and I was trying my damnest to talk to him, to keep him awake. A friend had actually smsed me that he was in KL clubbing and I tried calling him to ascertain his whereabouts (so that I can get out of the van immediately) and at the same time try to convey my desparate situation but the background music wherever he was was too loud for either of us to understand anything. In the end I gave up when VD started weaving violently, we narrowly avoided another car speeding passed. I quickly put down the phone and started talking inanely to VD. I asked about his children, his wife, how they met, was it romantic, then when he was not responding satisfactoriy, I started talking about my non-exixtence 'current' boyfriend and asking him for advice on what I should do about a problem I was having. Sometimes I had to shout at him to get his attention or wave my hand in front of his eyes, all the time telling him to slow down, drive slowly and carefully. At least he was listening to some extend coz he slowed down considerably.
Then VD turned up to Sentral Station and the road he wanted to turn in was closed for road works so he reversed all the way down, amidst furious honking and birdies from other speeding cars and motocycles. The road works people were giving us weird looks, or rather giving ME weird and questioning looks. I just gave a casual wave to convey I was okay. I didn't think I needed rescuing from strangers either. Bet they thought what a young women like me dressed for a night out was doing with a much older man. Ewwww... begone disgusting thought!
All way home, I talked to VD non-stop and he was doing better and when we finally got to my place, I was dying to get out of the van so fast that I forgot my paperbag of change of clothes.
Later, sis drove me to the office to pick up my paperbag but VD had still not reach the office! And that was half an hour after he dropped me off. So I called him and waited for him for 15 more minutes. Finally he came and I got my stuff out and said good night to him. Don't think he heard me.
Hope he's okay.
*sigh* What a night...
My company dinner, an unforgettable night...
Last night we had our company dinner and it was organised by us, the Marcomms Team, and it was a success. It was a crrraaazyyy day even before the hands of time hit the 11th hour. My two superiors were at loggerheads and I was caught in between, each using me to convey their anger at each other. Oh brother...
Anyway, we got things on track despite the craziness. I was in charge of the sponsored gifts and a few arrived on Friday morning and I had to scramble for help to get them wrapped. And we are not talking about small shoebox-sized items here. We are talking about Electric Ovens and DVD players that requires at least a few yards of wrapping paper to conceal. Anyway, we made do and things were ready to go. Then I had to tabulate the votes for a few awards we were presenting that night.
After loading all the gifts and what-nots into the van, I went ahead to Maju Palace with Nancy and Zamry first while Mec had to detour to HQ to pick up something. I had no idea how to get to Maju Junctiion and neither did Nancy but the old bat refuse to listen to me to ask the driver to wait for us but I argued and she acqueisced in the end. I called Zamry and he waited for us along the way and we wouldn't have gotten lost if Nancy were paying attention to the van and to me asking her to pay attention to the van ahead! Instead she was talking non-stop about the other superior and how angry she was... the whole range of anger and disgust spilled forth like a erupting volcano, so much so that when I directed her attention back to the van ahead, she followed the wrong van! I was like "Nancy! You have to follow that van! That one! That one! The one with DV on the side! Nancy!" Instead she was still talking and we missed the turning! Argh! I was so pissed at her. So we made our way to KL on our own, and it was raining and it was jammed! I had to call Zamry a few times for directionsl. Sheesh... That woman complains a lot and it was non-stop complaining all the way and when I'm on the phone trying to listen to Zamry's directions, she was yapping into my other ear where she thinks we should turn and all, and then she would say "Aiyah, not sure la... so long already I've not been here... last time when I was a reporter... blah blah BLAH!" In the end I had to shush my superior.
When we got to Maju Junction, she was like throwing a fit because I found out that the restaurant was on the fifth floor and she doesn't think her car can do the round-about up to the fifth floor parking. She wanted to unload all the heavy presents at the ground floor and then carry all that up, plus it was raining. It would've been impossible not to get drenched if we were to do that. In the end, she agreed it would be stupid since it was a harder course of action. Then later we also got lost in the parking basement coz she wouldn't follow the signs. By that time I was disoriented too! Finally I had to call Patrick, our company handyman who was already there, for directions! Long story short, we finally found our way up on our own.
So since we were there first, I got things ready. Set up everything and all that while the old bat just started complaning about how she doesn't feel like the Marcomms team because Mec didn't brief her earlier or give her more tasks to handle, all the while I was running aorund, getting things set up and ready for the Company Dinner.
I like Nancy but sometimes she's verrryyy trying. It really got on my nerves when she starts complaining about Mec and expect me to agree with her. I can't take sides! I have to work with both of them! Of course Mec has her faults as do we all, but at least she's efficient and she knows what she's doing. From Nancy, I feel as though I can't really depend on her for much. *sigh*
Long story short, everything was done and ready and I went to change into fresh clothes. People started arriving and Nancy helped me to register those people first.
I think the dinner was a success and it kinda galled that no one publicly acknowledge our hard work. William the COO thank every department except the Marcomms! What the hell? We bust our butts for the good of the company, so that everyone went home happy, and we don't even get a proper thank you from the bosses??! In the end, when everyone had gotten up to leave, only then our CEO remembered and thanked the Marcomms team, but I don't think anyone heard.
Anyway, we got things on track despite the craziness. I was in charge of the sponsored gifts and a few arrived on Friday morning and I had to scramble for help to get them wrapped. And we are not talking about small shoebox-sized items here. We are talking about Electric Ovens and DVD players that requires at least a few yards of wrapping paper to conceal. Anyway, we made do and things were ready to go. Then I had to tabulate the votes for a few awards we were presenting that night.
After loading all the gifts and what-nots into the van, I went ahead to Maju Palace with Nancy and Zamry first while Mec had to detour to HQ to pick up something. I had no idea how to get to Maju Junctiion and neither did Nancy but the old bat refuse to listen to me to ask the driver to wait for us but I argued and she acqueisced in the end. I called Zamry and he waited for us along the way and we wouldn't have gotten lost if Nancy were paying attention to the van and to me asking her to pay attention to the van ahead! Instead she was talking non-stop about the other superior and how angry she was... the whole range of anger and disgust spilled forth like a erupting volcano, so much so that when I directed her attention back to the van ahead, she followed the wrong van! I was like "Nancy! You have to follow that van! That one! That one! The one with DV on the side! Nancy!" Instead she was still talking and we missed the turning! Argh! I was so pissed at her. So we made our way to KL on our own, and it was raining and it was jammed! I had to call Zamry a few times for directionsl. Sheesh... That woman complains a lot and it was non-stop complaining all the way and when I'm on the phone trying to listen to Zamry's directions, she was yapping into my other ear where she thinks we should turn and all, and then she would say "Aiyah, not sure la... so long already I've not been here... last time when I was a reporter... blah blah BLAH!" In the end I had to shush my superior.
When we got to Maju Junction, she was like throwing a fit because I found out that the restaurant was on the fifth floor and she doesn't think her car can do the round-about up to the fifth floor parking. She wanted to unload all the heavy presents at the ground floor and then carry all that up, plus it was raining. It would've been impossible not to get drenched if we were to do that. In the end, she agreed it would be stupid since it was a harder course of action. Then later we also got lost in the parking basement coz she wouldn't follow the signs. By that time I was disoriented too! Finally I had to call Patrick, our company handyman who was already there, for directions! Long story short, we finally found our way up on our own.
So since we were there first, I got things ready. Set up everything and all that while the old bat just started complaning about how she doesn't feel like the Marcomms team because Mec didn't brief her earlier or give her more tasks to handle, all the while I was running aorund, getting things set up and ready for the Company Dinner.
I like Nancy but sometimes she's verrryyy trying. It really got on my nerves when she starts complaining about Mec and expect me to agree with her. I can't take sides! I have to work with both of them! Of course Mec has her faults as do we all, but at least she's efficient and she knows what she's doing. From Nancy, I feel as though I can't really depend on her for much. *sigh*
Long story short, everything was done and ready and I went to change into fresh clothes. People started arriving and Nancy helped me to register those people first.
I think the dinner was a success and it kinda galled that no one publicly acknowledge our hard work. William the COO thank every department except the Marcomms! What the hell? We bust our butts for the good of the company, so that everyone went home happy, and we don't even get a proper thank you from the bosses??! In the end, when everyone had gotten up to leave, only then our CEO remembered and thanked the Marcomms team, but I don't think anyone heard.
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
It's my birthday and all I can think about is sleeping
I'mmmmmmm BAAAAAaaaccccccKKKKKKK! Whoowee! I know, I know! I just couldn't stay away and believe me, I tried. My last blog was in mid Feb and it's now March 8, Me little's self's B'day! So, you understand, I just had to blog about it. PLUS today was MY media launch which is the first one that I organised. Of course I had help from my managers but I did most of the planning, running around, checking and basically everything. *Chewah....* Hee hee... It was a very STRESSFUL past three weeks for me. Everything was on my head. Anyway, so today's almost over and I just have to blog about today.
Firstly, think of the worst thing that could happened and it will happened. Well, it's not my fault that the dato' couldn't make it as he was called away to Putrajaya. So I get a call from his secretary at 9am when the event starts at 11am. Mentally I was going "AAAARRRRGGHHHH" but outwordly, I was... "Oh really? Bummer... yeah... uhhuh... hmmm yeah... so is he sending someone in his place? Oh he is? Oh that's very kind of him... thank you for calling!" After that I was a flurry of blur movement as I had to shift into a higher gear and brief everyone involved. Anyway, long story short, the media launch happened and it was good, even though not many of the press people turned up (MiTV's launch is also on the same day, same time so naturally most of the press hied over to that PC), the launch went great, the press loved the mock shoot and the lady stepping in for the Dato was nice. *sigh* of course I wish things were better. But it is over and I'm greatful it's over.
Anyway, I've been working past 9pm every day for the past few weeks and I'm dead bone tired. So for my birthday today, sisters took tme out to dinner at TGIF which is near my ofc.
Anyway, it's lights out for me. Nite all... *yawn*
Firstly, think of the worst thing that could happened and it will happened. Well, it's not my fault that the dato' couldn't make it as he was called away to Putrajaya. So I get a call from his secretary at 9am when the event starts at 11am. Mentally I was going "AAAARRRRGGHHHH" but outwordly, I was... "Oh really? Bummer... yeah... uhhuh... hmmm yeah... so is he sending someone in his place? Oh he is? Oh that's very kind of him... thank you for calling!" After that I was a flurry of blur movement as I had to shift into a higher gear and brief everyone involved. Anyway, long story short, the media launch happened and it was good, even though not many of the press people turned up (MiTV's launch is also on the same day, same time so naturally most of the press hied over to that PC), the launch went great, the press loved the mock shoot and the lady stepping in for the Dato was nice. *sigh* of course I wish things were better. But it is over and I'm greatful it's over.
Anyway, I've been working past 9pm every day for the past few weeks and I'm dead bone tired. So for my birthday today, sisters took tme out to dinner at TGIF which is near my ofc.
Anyway, it's lights out for me. Nite all... *yawn*