i hate my job but i love my colleagues lar.
i swear, they're the most retarded bunch of people ive ever met.
they spew hokkien vulgarities.
teach me all their hokkien vulgarities without telling me its vulgarities and ask me to say it to the supervisor, which i did with much gusto, thinking that by saying those certain phrases i would get 15mins more lunch. (acc. to them)
did i fail to mention, i'm surrounded by older men 24/7.
all my colleagues are guys.
they tell me about their kids and crack dirty jokes in the same sentence.
its nonstop lameassshit galore.
they interrogate me everyday about why i dont have a boyfriend and even help me analyse why i do not have a boyfriend.
1. its either i'm too "inexperienced".
2. i'm too "experienced" aka hiong in layman's terms.
3. i'm lesbian.
a certain colleague even did the most retarded thing ever.
scenario 1.
the shopping mall's basement was running a toyfair and during lunch he went up to some young girl.
young girl: hi welcome to the toyfair.
colleague: good ah good. what sort of toys u sell ah?
young girl: what kind u like?
colleague: sex toys la.
young girl: -shocked, stunned, unable to react-
colleague: i see u got sale for starwars lightsabres ah.. u got lightsabre that vibrates in circular motion or not? i need it lar. hahaha. u know lar.
and he purposely wore his reading glasses at the tip of his nose, tucked in his shirt, and talked with a lisp. he laughed nonstop cuz he knew he freaked the poor girl out.
i honestly wonder if these are the only things on their minds.
-jacking people.
-telling dirty jokes.
-to sell their electronic goods. (PSP etc.)
but aside from all the crazy lame shit they like to do/say.
they're really a bunch of nice people who love their wives and families.
and they take good care of me, treat me to suppers.
and constantly try to matchmake me with some commando who drives and owns an apartment, or some ABC with money. (talkcockbullshit lar)
tomorrow's the last day of work.
and i'm really gonna miss them.
| 03:33 Thursday, July 28, 2005
job description: PlayStationPortable (PSP) promoter.
perks: i hang one round my neck, everyday change game n play. hoot hoot!
yeah i can memorise all the shit.
let me extol the virtues of the PSP.
smiles at passerbys: hello, come come take a look at the PSP.
-its not only a game console, u can watch movies via the UMD video mode which willbe launched either at the end of this year or early next year, or even download movies to your memory stick and watch it.
-plus u can listen to songs via MP3 format, u can even view your pictures!
-16.77million colours. look at how clear the screen is, rivals a plasma tv.
-the battery life is about 4-5hours.
-the weight is approximately 260g including battery. very light i must say.
-u can view your JPEG photos, listen to your MP3 songs, watch your MPEG4 videos.
- data is transferable by using data cable from PC or using memory stick reader.
- Dimensions: Approximately 170mm (L) x 74mm (W) x 23mm (D)
- 480 x 272 pixels.
(say it with a super fast speed bombarding the damn customer)
not fun at all.
i have become the sophia "i am totally not tech savvy" ong to sophia "PSP expert" ong.
wow what a tremendous change.
tip: dont buy now, the white version will be launched soon.
| 00:37 Friday, July 22, 2005
i want to get this.
from threadless.com.
retarded right? i'm only making fun of myself.
but i likkkkeeee it.
to get or not to get.
that is the question.
us$17/notcountingshippingfees.
ah well.
| 03:12 Thursday, July 21, 2005
slap me sober.
---
who else but u?
| 04:08 Tuesday, July 19, 2005
sometimes nicknames stick. but they are for good.
i had a gd talk with. we-all-know-who.
and for once, nothing absolutely nothing mentioned about a certain matter.
it felt strangely pleasant and a form of release swept over me.
ive found a job.
no make that 2 jobs in fact.
wowee.
now its merely the battle of money vs. flexibility.
i want to pick flexibility but everybody around me says money. pick money.
it makes the world go round.
nice guys dont always finish last, i say.
and some people, constantly making use of others.
tsk tsk.
| 01:28 Sunday, July 17, 2005
clearingbowelsness is next to godliness.
trust me.
| 15:26 Saturday, July 16, 2005
i cant believe this is all unfolding.
sweet16 my foot.
now i wished it were "calculating, futurereading" 16.
there's a new sigh. yes sigh. u read it right.
---
i puked last night.
it was major-bendoverthetoiletbowl-dinner/afterdinner/supper-allcomeout sorta puke.
and my last words were: i'll call u later, i'll call u back.
but i never did get around to doing that.
---
*the night's excessive obtrusive music did nothing to soothe the unrest within my soul. the gyration of moist bodies pressed against, only unearthed the empitness of your non-presence. the loneliness, the despair of wishing you were there.
| 17:31 Thursday, July 14, 2005
braces day 2
to commemorate this special occasion.
we decided to take neoprints!
so that 5years downt the road, we can pour out all the stupid neoprints we take for rememberance!
whenever, i see that ugly faded picture of rui and i with short short hair and glasses i'll laugh.
so maybes someday id laugh at my fringe and perhaps even her gold-streaked hair.
heheh. who knows eh.
| 00:03 Wednesday, July 13, 2005
food = mashed up beyond recognition / bitesize itty-bitty bits.
i'm starving.
| 16:31 Monday, July 11, 2005
i miss leehongrui.
i hate it when she has school.
it means less time for each other.
no more sleepovers.
only seeing one another on weekends.
even our usual latenightphonemarathons are kept at a minimum.
bah.
on the 27thaug2005 is officially her next holiday.
and the 29thaug2005 is her 20th birthday.
the 2 damn dates i look forward to.
so now, i shall contend with mere weekends, that is if school projects dont suck her away.
babe, i'm so gonna miss u. -pout-
i know u lent me your whole set of 'young and dangerous' to keep me company.
but its still different, from having u next to me snoring away if the movie is boring.
heheheheheh.
| 02:04 Saturday, July 09, 2005
to the horrific secondary school hairdos.
Happy Birthday Tee Ah Kee. (aiqi)
cheers to the memories.
of the painful slaps on my back.
to the 2 years of u sitting behind me in class.
for the meteor garden vcd marathons.
the lunches at the caterpillar place.
the outright declarations of u having bigger boobs than i do. (fine, u still do ok?)
i'm so sorry.
i had to put this picture.
its hilarious!!!!
meet up soon alright?
enjoy ur 20th bday.
heheeh.
| 02:17 Friday, July 08, 2005
i read my own posts and found myself so childish, selfcentered and irritating.
a bomb just went off in london, killing 40people.
aids, ebola, any incurable disease affecting millions of people.
famine.
wars.
terrorism.
poverty.
death.
yet here i am, obssessing over minute matters.
i really do wonder about the purpose of my existence sometimes.
| 01:02
i've been whistling through the gap of my 2 front teeth for the past 1 hour and irritating the shit out of the mother.
her: ah feeeee!!! stop all that noise. i'm trying to read.
me: but ma, once the gap is closed, u'll never ever hear this melodious sound ever again!
her: there's a reason why i want u to close it. gedddit?!
so i'll carry on whistling.
till 0945hours on the 12th july 2005.
| 00:33 Thursday, July 07, 2005
i went back to sr.
yeah i did!
with fen n thomas.
(after parv told me how much the school had changed, i so had to go back.)
we saw our anal math teacher,mrs lim.
fen ran away, leaving me to tackle her alone!
if not for the fact that mrs.lim is this crazy workaholic math teacher whose only concern is her alevel average grade achieved by her students, which was why she rushed off to her next lesson, i'd most probably be scrutnised by her left right front centre about my current state of life and how i failed "life" because i failed math.
she sent me for counselling once because she suspected i consumed "illegal substances"?!!! why? because i'm forever late for her morning lessons.
yeah really.
it was a trip down memory lane.
then it struck me how i was hardly ever in school back in j2.
dont need to ask me why lar..
--
gabriel.
now ure forever known as the secretpassageway boy.
haha.
and thank you for listening attentively about that fateful night, 2weeks2days ago.
21. that lucky no.
7 x 3.
| 23:07
i hate you.
| 00:09 Wednesday, July 06, 2005
-guest posting by angjingmei.
hello. erm.. i'm falling at my own risk. i see a future. this is perfect. :)
back to sophia ong.
its disgusting. they cant stop talking to each other. even when she's sleeping over. all she does is talk to him. might as well go home and use her own phone right? ha.
angjingmei:
i like him ALOT! i'm falling.
sophia:
don't say you're falling lar. falling is bad.
sounds like you're gonna get bruised.
-end of post-
| 23:27
[updated/]
i just watch Saved!
i highly recommend it.
i am christian. and it isn't in any way easier. my parents expect so much of me. outside and at home, i'm 2 different people. i'm not afraid to admit it. how many times my christian parents have punished me for not being a "good testimony"? for not doing the "right" things. there's always this certain "image" i have to live up to, especially infront of relatives. even the simplest of things. this may sound highly retarded but there are so many things i am not allowed to do.
take listening to "secular" music for example. aside from gospel music, everything else to them is crap.
but what if we make mistakes? being christian doesn't mean i don't face equal temptations with regards to so many things. we face the same thing everyone faces. there are so many things i wish my parents would understand. i've never ever cursed infront of them. to them the word "shit" is foreign.
but yet sometimes, deep down, i know thats the right way to go.
being christian is so hard to do.
i forget to say grace before a meal sometimes. is that wrong?
it makes me wonder if my parents falter.
oh lynnette, only u understand. don't u?
same stereotypical christian parents.
i love you mom and dad. i do.
but i am not your perfect christian daughter.
i think i'm as screwed up as they come.
--
i'm tired of waiting.
--
angjingmei so had to drop by my house like 10mins ago at 12.15am.
with me in my disgusting grey nightie (yeah i wear those little spagtop nightgowns from marks and spencers with a little bear on the front and the words "sleep tight" in bold beneath that happy looking bear.), hair all up, face dotted with whitecolouredbased pimple cream, glasses hanging precariously at the tip of my nose.
i'm sure u get the picture.
even her boyfriend got a shock.
he muttered (and i heard!!): is that some sort of dress you're wearing? heh.
aside from my family and my close friends.
few people have seen me in such a state.
YES, and she had to knock on my doooooooooor with her boyfriend in tow (and not to mention, they just got together.)
WAH LAU.
i feel damn paiseh.
nvm.
sooner or later.
people have to face the real me anyway.
| 00:23 Monday, July 04, 2005
as of next monday.
i'd be getting braces.
yes, my dentist dissuaded me from putting those nice ceramic invisible ones which cost just a teensy bit more because it'll take about 3 months longer to correct my teeth.
so its one and a half years of grey metal.
hahaha.
i've decided to eat as much as i can this week.
yeah my mom is offering a treat to jumbo for seafood.
"sophia, we better go for crabs.... if not no chance.."
i remember dissing a certain boy and constantly calling him M&M aka Metal Mouth.
and the times, i pretended to swear hearing some sort of clanging when we kissed.
but we were 15 and he did try to ask me to get mine done with him.
i never knew why i didn't.
now i'm 20.
and am vehemently regretting not going "metal" earlier.
the perils of dental health.
plus my dentist made me promise to pay for my own cleaning.
yeah, he even convinced my mom that she shouldn't pay for it because its my own responsibility if i don't keep it clean.
oh now i sound like such a spoilt brat.
| 18:26
i have so many things to pen down.
so many thoughts just swirling in my head.
yet, i do not.
a public blog just isn't an appropriate place.
some people like to write in codes.
i admit i sometimes do too.
but writing in a coded manner is a hassle.
because all my friends will ask me what it means.
| 00:20 Saturday, July 02, 2005
oh what a night.
its in the wee hours of the morning.
and i decided to break routine.
instead of brushing my teeth first, as usual.
i decided to wash my face before i brushed my teeth instead.
and, i felt unclean. like, i haven't washed up at all.
so i re-did my whole "usual" routine.
brush my teeth THEN wash my face.
it was only then i felt, hmmm.. ok at least now i'm refreshed.
sometimes, when we're so used to a certain sequence/routine.
we all end up being averse to change.
which is sad.
really.
because change could be better.
like the way i made certan decisions that required a hell lotta courage.
and now, life's way better.
>:)
| 03:20 Friday, July 01, 2005
to the crazy stunts we always pull, may they last forever
since there is an onslaught of people doing photo collages.
i decided to jump on the bandwagon and do one myself!
the only difference?
people use photoshop, i use paint.
hahahaahaha.
the 3 of us only became really close after the redang trip.
but hey, friendship can blossom anywhere, not only on the stretches of sunny warm beaches. :)
| 12:45
the sotong and i made a 1 year pact to remain single.
terms and condtions apply
- no boyfriends
- no little flings
- no rubba rubba-ing with guys at clubs
the only exception thats allowed?
- the right to flirt with non-interested parties.
such as other girls, salesmen so as to get a better price. blah blah blah.
BUT the sotong.
is going to break that pact today.
i can feel it in my veins.
heheheh.
i'm happy for her.
he's nice.
he's sweet, sensitive, very fatherly (i mean make a good father lar), he has a dress sense, beefy (i like! but the sotong wants him to be slightyly fitter, but i PREFER BEEFY lor) but its ok, he's enlisting to be a commando this sept.
and with all due respect, anyone can tell he's mesmerised by my best girlfriend.
he calls me to ask me if i know what time she's coming back to spore when she leaves on a short trip overseas.
he demanded to know the details of our pact.
he takes care of her when she gets high, dancing around retardedly by herself in one corner.
he does alot of other amazingly saccharine sweet things which i'm lazy too type down.
but of course,
being the great girlfriend that i am.
(she owes me a big big treat if she breaks the pact)
he asked me if i wanted her to be with him.
i naturally said i want the BIG BIG treat instead of telling him how much i'd miss her if she got together with him.
so he should know what to do lar eh?
but deep down,
i am sad.
her having a boyfriend means 3quarters of her time will be spent with him.
AND
the last one quarter of the time left, i'll have to share with her work, her home time yada yada.
i remember how its like.
when both of us had a boyfriend.
we can go without contact for 2 weeks straight.
she'd be busy with her own stuff.
and i'd be busy with mine.
then we'd (out-of-the-blue) remember each other and start calling and meeting up again.
then absorb ourselves back into our own lives again until another 2 weeks passed.
a very vicious cycle indeed.
so many of my friends have boyfriends/ girlfriends.
some others. starting school, working.
i depend on marc, my fellow disillusioned friend.
who promised a fun-filled saturday at sentosa.
with his golden retriever.
but he lar, also always busy.
dating 1 to a dozen girls.
so he finally decided he's free for me.
haha.
| 10:40
