Gold text, be not damned to me
My gawd, I've lost all my photoshop skills! Argh! I can't believe I'm so rusty! I couldn't even remember where the gradient tool was! Talk about reverting back to your blond roots. I messaged Aqmal a SOS about this. But whatever he typed I couldn't decipher. What the heck? Nine months was all it took to rob me of my amatuerish photoshop skills. I'm so ashame. Aqmal was probably wondering how I passed my multimedia units... Sigh. Then I googled 'Photoshop gold text tutorial' and bingo I hit the jackpot! There were lots of tutorials on gold text out there. 3 years ago there were hardly any on silver. Feel foolish now for SOSing Aqmal about this. Blech... I think I'll just stick my head in the sand for a while.
Wednesday, May 21, 2003
Monday, May 19, 2003
I got the job, but not the one I thought
Bah, I can't believe I deleted all I just typed! Arrgh! That was 3 paragraphs worth of blog and now I have to start again. Anyway, I just got back from my interview and it was weird. I went for an interview for a freelance copywriting job and I came back with a powerpoint job and an invitation to join Bill in the Unit Trust trading business. He thinks I can do this as I seem "ambitious". "You never know when opportunities come a-knocking," he said. True. But I'm not sure about the trading part. I never did have a head for accounts. I dropped the subject and took up carpentry instead when I was in Form One.
Bill isn't a hard-ass at all. Instead he is a sweet old man with a slight hearing problem I think. And he was really nice, a gentlemen of his age. He thought I was an advertising executive who could deal with the media for him as well as get discounts on ads and such. Had to dispel him of that notion. Wish I were that person then I wouldn't be in this rut. So I told him what I do and he looked through all my work. I should have brought my multimedia cds with me. He would've been interested. Hey I'm proud of my work. Bill seemed determined to hire me and he looked through my resume and found a job for me to do - to create a powerpoint template for his seminar slides. He gives seminars on managing your funds and trading to make profits not loses. Haha, sounds like a slogan there. He explain what he did and that led to the invitation to join his team. I'm still a bit confused as to what happened there... *grin*
I dreamt of a snake
I had a strange dream last night. I dreamt I was bitten 3 times by a Mohave Dessert Sidewinder, popularly known as the Sidewinder or Horned Rattlesnake - one bite on each fist and one on my calf. It was weird. I got into my cousins car at the back and there was the snake next to me. It was poised to strike and I reached over to try to catch the head.(I know I should never do that, Steve and Jeff said so, but it's my dream - let me be the snake wrangler ok.) Instead I got bitten. It didn't hurt and I remember why it didn't hurt in my dream. And it didn't look like puncture wounds but a clean slash. I think I've been watching too many episodes of the Crocodile Hunter and Jeff Corwin's if I'm able to recognise the species in my dream! The chinese believe that if you dream that you are bitten by snakes means you will soon be in a relationship. Apparently it is not a joking matter. All my sisters swear by it coz it has happened to them. Dream and then wham! You're in a relationship. *shrug* Go figure. Has the Chinese crack the code in dream interpretation?
Bah, I can't believe I deleted all I just typed! Arrgh! That was 3 paragraphs worth of blog and now I have to start again. Anyway, I just got back from my interview and it was weird. I went for an interview for a freelance copywriting job and I came back with a powerpoint job and an invitation to join Bill in the Unit Trust trading business. He thinks I can do this as I seem "ambitious". "You never know when opportunities come a-knocking," he said. True. But I'm not sure about the trading part. I never did have a head for accounts. I dropped the subject and took up carpentry instead when I was in Form One.
Bill isn't a hard-ass at all. Instead he is a sweet old man with a slight hearing problem I think. And he was really nice, a gentlemen of his age. He thought I was an advertising executive who could deal with the media for him as well as get discounts on ads and such. Had to dispel him of that notion. Wish I were that person then I wouldn't be in this rut. So I told him what I do and he looked through all my work. I should have brought my multimedia cds with me. He would've been interested. Hey I'm proud of my work. Bill seemed determined to hire me and he looked through my resume and found a job for me to do - to create a powerpoint template for his seminar slides. He gives seminars on managing your funds and trading to make profits not loses. Haha, sounds like a slogan there. He explain what he did and that led to the invitation to join his team. I'm still a bit confused as to what happened there... *grin*
I dreamt of a snake
I had a strange dream last night. I dreamt I was bitten 3 times by a Mohave Dessert Sidewinder, popularly known as the Sidewinder or Horned Rattlesnake - one bite on each fist and one on my calf. It was weird. I got into my cousins car at the back and there was the snake next to me. It was poised to strike and I reached over to try to catch the head.(I know I should never do that, Steve and Jeff said so, but it's my dream - let me be the snake wrangler ok.) Instead I got bitten. It didn't hurt and I remember why it didn't hurt in my dream. And it didn't look like puncture wounds but a clean slash. I think I've been watching too many episodes of the Crocodile Hunter and Jeff Corwin's if I'm able to recognise the species in my dream! The chinese believe that if you dream that you are bitten by snakes means you will soon be in a relationship. Apparently it is not a joking matter. All my sisters swear by it coz it has happened to them. Dream and then wham! You're in a relationship. *shrug* Go figure. Has the Chinese crack the code in dream interpretation?
I wish the sun WOULD tear then it wouldn't be so freakin' hot
Bah, I woke up feeling all gross and sick again. This cough is really irritatingly clingy. Go away already will you! I've been so good these past three weeks eating all the right stuff and avoiding cold food and I'm bleeding tired of it. The possibility of me ever eating ice-cream again seems very vague. *wail* And today was HOT! By 12.25pm the house was heating up fast. Yeah haven't invested in an air-conditioning unit coz there is no space at all. I live in a cubicle... with my two sisters and a housemate. We are all waiting for our respective houses to be built so we can finally move out of this oven. Lee Hoon swung by and picked me up after gym ( I was too depleted to do gym.) and we went to see Tears of the Sun, translation to BM is "Pahlawan Gagah"! *grin* I have no idea how that happened. Must be some special meaning in the title I couldn't understand. Tears being the pahlawan and the gagah being the sun... =P Almost laugh myself silly at the title.
Had a celebrity sighting too to boot. Saw Bernard Chandran and his family. Well they were hardly inconspicuous. Good looking man dressed tastefully with trendy light sunglasses, with a tall though not lanky model wife, young son and brother in-law (?) in tow. They bought buckets of popcorn and stuff. Probably went to see Matrix Reloaded.
Tears of the Sun was a so-so movie. It would have been a good film if they had ditched the pretty doctor. She was such an irritating bitch that I wanted to climb into the movie and shake her 'till all her teeth drop out. She kept referring to the locals as HER people. Just because she's an american by marriage doesn't make her THE lighthouse. And the part where she was at the border, she demanded to be let through with the magic word: "Let me through. I'm an American!" For goodness sake, she wasn't even at an american embassy or something. And the romantic chemistry between her and Bruce Willis' character... *puke* Overkill. I think it would have been a better movie if they killed her off and concentrated on the President's son, Arthur. The movie seems like a slap job with shody workmanship quite visible in between the cracks. Was so looking forward to watching a good military movie. Came home and watched The Rock.
Then I helped Lee Hoon polished her car. Wax in, wax out. My arm aches. No wonder it is such a good workout. After that I had to chip a sapling down coz it 'might be hiding things" so says my paranoid neighbour. I did it to shut her up as she's been nagging to cut it down for weeks now. My instrument of death was a 3 inch long kitchen knife smeared with vegetable oil. So I sat there next to that horrible smelling drain and chip away at the trunk. For a sapling, its trunk was sure hard as nails. Sigh. I got a blister from that murderous swing. Living in KL has made me soft. My hands used to be rough and hard, now it's all soft and vulnerable. Bah.
I have an interview tomorrow at Megan Phileo Ave at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng at 10:30am. It's for a freelance copywriting job. The guy I'll be meeting, Bill, sounds like an american. Sigh. They are everywhere. On the phone, he sounded like a hard-ass as he was shouting down the phone at me. He must have been in a really noisy place indeed... Tomorrow's Monday.(Now is Sunday night for me... =P) Bill called me on Saturday after he said he would call me on Monday morning to confirm the meeting. This already gives me an idea about how hard-working he is. After that, I'll be going to go to Pet Wonderland and inquire about that Sales Assistant job. I can't seem to let it go. Plus my bank account is drying up really fast. I'll be destitute is just a few weeks. Serves me right for being so choosy with my jobs I guess. My world is fracturing. Would it be like this had I accepted the Bandar Utama writing job four months back? I'm so kicking myself now. *Big long sigh.*
Bah, I woke up feeling all gross and sick again. This cough is really irritatingly clingy. Go away already will you! I've been so good these past three weeks eating all the right stuff and avoiding cold food and I'm bleeding tired of it. The possibility of me ever eating ice-cream again seems very vague. *wail* And today was HOT! By 12.25pm the house was heating up fast. Yeah haven't invested in an air-conditioning unit coz there is no space at all. I live in a cubicle... with my two sisters and a housemate. We are all waiting for our respective houses to be built so we can finally move out of this oven. Lee Hoon swung by and picked me up after gym ( I was too depleted to do gym.) and we went to see Tears of the Sun, translation to BM is "Pahlawan Gagah"! *grin* I have no idea how that happened. Must be some special meaning in the title I couldn't understand. Tears being the pahlawan and the gagah being the sun... =P Almost laugh myself silly at the title.
Had a celebrity sighting too to boot. Saw Bernard Chandran and his family. Well they were hardly inconspicuous. Good looking man dressed tastefully with trendy light sunglasses, with a tall though not lanky model wife, young son and brother in-law (?) in tow. They bought buckets of popcorn and stuff. Probably went to see Matrix Reloaded.
Tears of the Sun was a so-so movie. It would have been a good film if they had ditched the pretty doctor. She was such an irritating bitch that I wanted to climb into the movie and shake her 'till all her teeth drop out. She kept referring to the locals as HER people. Just because she's an american by marriage doesn't make her THE lighthouse. And the part where she was at the border, she demanded to be let through with the magic word: "Let me through. I'm an American!" For goodness sake, she wasn't even at an american embassy or something. And the romantic chemistry between her and Bruce Willis' character... *puke* Overkill. I think it would have been a better movie if they killed her off and concentrated on the President's son, Arthur. The movie seems like a slap job with shody workmanship quite visible in between the cracks. Was so looking forward to watching a good military movie. Came home and watched The Rock.
Then I helped Lee Hoon polished her car. Wax in, wax out. My arm aches. No wonder it is such a good workout. After that I had to chip a sapling down coz it 'might be hiding things" so says my paranoid neighbour. I did it to shut her up as she's been nagging to cut it down for weeks now. My instrument of death was a 3 inch long kitchen knife smeared with vegetable oil. So I sat there next to that horrible smelling drain and chip away at the trunk. For a sapling, its trunk was sure hard as nails. Sigh. I got a blister from that murderous swing. Living in KL has made me soft. My hands used to be rough and hard, now it's all soft and vulnerable. Bah.
I have an interview tomorrow at Megan Phileo Ave at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng at 10:30am. It's for a freelance copywriting job. The guy I'll be meeting, Bill, sounds like an american. Sigh. They are everywhere. On the phone, he sounded like a hard-ass as he was shouting down the phone at me. He must have been in a really noisy place indeed... Tomorrow's Monday.(Now is Sunday night for me... =P) Bill called me on Saturday after he said he would call me on Monday morning to confirm the meeting. This already gives me an idea about how hard-working he is. After that, I'll be going to go to Pet Wonderland and inquire about that Sales Assistant job. I can't seem to let it go. Plus my bank account is drying up really fast. I'll be destitute is just a few weeks. Serves me right for being so choosy with my jobs I guess. My world is fracturing. Would it be like this had I accepted the Bandar Utama writing job four months back? I'm so kicking myself now. *Big long sigh.*
Saturday, May 17, 2003
Kita mesti tengok ke depan... kerana ia manis
Just came back from a bakery/mamak session with Zona, Nick and Murni at PJ state. It was great to FINALLY catch up with Nick and to meet his semi-new girlfriend Murni. (that's how long I've not talked to him.) They are indeed very cute together. She is nice. I like her. ^_^ Not to pinpoint anybody, but she is way more suited to him than his last... sweetie. @_@ She was very... sweet. Anyway, I gave in to my cravings and ordered a chocolate cappucino cake and man-oh-man was it deliciously upside-down-Alice-in-Wonderland scrumptious. And I wash it all down with Jasmine tea. Ahhh, wotta way to enjoy life even when you are sick.=P The Jasmine tea was a salve to my conscience... but honestly I love jasmine tea even though is reminds me of death.
I just discover we have Culpeper House here! In Midvalley's Metrojaya! It is so cool! I love their products, especially their pure essential oil range. They also carry the tea leaves range here. I was so excited that the sales girl was all smiles. But I didn't like the prosaic gay salesboy. He was like teaching me about essential oils and he got his facts wrong. Pure essential oils DOES NOT leave an oily mark on paper and it cannot be used directly onto the skin. He obviously didn't do his homework. Dickhead. He thought I was a stupid customer. In the end, I shooed him away with a "Excuse me, do you even know what you're saying? Coz most of what you said was wrong." He was sputtering after that and he left with his nose parellel to the ceiling. Stupid man-bint. If a customer asks an intelligent (ahem) questions... as least have the brains to recognise that he or she knows what they are asking.... bah stupid man-git.
Just came back from a bakery/mamak session with Zona, Nick and Murni at PJ state. It was great to FINALLY catch up with Nick and to meet his semi-new girlfriend Murni. (that's how long I've not talked to him.) They are indeed very cute together. She is nice. I like her. ^_^ Not to pinpoint anybody, but she is way more suited to him than his last... sweetie. @_@ She was very... sweet. Anyway, I gave in to my cravings and ordered a chocolate cappucino cake and man-oh-man was it deliciously upside-down-Alice-in-Wonderland scrumptious. And I wash it all down with Jasmine tea. Ahhh, wotta way to enjoy life even when you are sick.=P The Jasmine tea was a salve to my conscience... but honestly I love jasmine tea even though is reminds me of death.
I just discover we have Culpeper House here! In Midvalley's Metrojaya! It is so cool! I love their products, especially their pure essential oil range. They also carry the tea leaves range here. I was so excited that the sales girl was all smiles. But I didn't like the prosaic gay salesboy. He was like teaching me about essential oils and he got his facts wrong. Pure essential oils DOES NOT leave an oily mark on paper and it cannot be used directly onto the skin. He obviously didn't do his homework. Dickhead. He thought I was a stupid customer. In the end, I shooed him away with a "Excuse me, do you even know what you're saying? Coz most of what you said was wrong." He was sputtering after that and he left with his nose parellel to the ceiling. Stupid man-bint. If a customer asks an intelligent (ahem) questions... as least have the brains to recognise that he or she knows what they are asking.... bah stupid man-git.
Friday, May 16, 2003
Sales assistant anyone?
I'm trying to decide if I should apply for the post of Sales Assistant and Cashier at Midvalley's Pet Wonderland. The position requires me to work weekends and public holidays. The only thing holding me back is my weekend gym membership. If I take the job, then I burn my membership, and if I do, I get to work with animals. It is a small step to my ultimate dream of working in the zoo. But then I would have to deal with pesky Malaysians who buys these animals with no thoughts on how to take proper care of them. Do I burn my RM1000 membership at Philip Wain?
I'm trying to decide if I should apply for the post of Sales Assistant and Cashier at Midvalley's Pet Wonderland. The position requires me to work weekends and public holidays. The only thing holding me back is my weekend gym membership. If I take the job, then I burn my membership, and if I do, I get to work with animals. It is a small step to my ultimate dream of working in the zoo. But then I would have to deal with pesky Malaysians who buys these animals with no thoughts on how to take proper care of them. Do I burn my RM1000 membership at Philip Wain?