me and my stories.

this month is full of surprises.

• i spent my first raya with my honey buns
• watched 3 movies within a week! ( haven’t done that in months!)
• got my life back …in the form of a little red book. Nasi Goreng USA, here i come.
• i’ll be off to KL in a couple of weeks for a short holiday
• I got duit raya!!!!

Ramadhan was a wonderful month. It made me realise some things about myself, my own family, and it opened my heart to a lot of different situations and posibilities.

It was a good month. happy happy.

was at home with ernie yesterday when she called me over to listen to some song featured on a webbie.

Thanks to Justin, Alladin’s ‘A WHOLE NEW WORLD’ has a whole new meaning right now. I’m actually quite scared to listen through the damn thing twice.

http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,20590041-5006002,00.html

that’s the webbie that i’d like to share. I have to warn you though. Serious consequences. And if you’re going to click on the link, make sure you listen to the whole song, all the way to the end, listen out for the effects, the echoes.

Trust me, you’ll feel like it is a whole new world.

Oh, and make sure you got no guns, or knives nearby.

sabby

so i was talking to my friend Ken from Hong Kong. I’ve only met him twice in my life but he’s watched me grown up ‘online’ for the past 8 years. He’s a nice man, really. Very the techie. Well, what else can you refer yourself to, if you’ve been working in IT all your life…?

anyway, Ken’s been looking for new challenges elsewhere and after millions of interviews, he comes online looking for me and hits me with a one liner.

Job interviews are like first dates.

reasoning :

you sit down with another person, You talk, share mmts of your life, triumphs, hardship, experiences, joy, pain etc, and then you find out more about the other person. Then u go home, feeling either effed up cos you could have either done a better job, or happy cos you thought you might have passed the first test.

AND THEN YOU HAVE TO WAIT FOR A CALL. or vice versa, wait for a good time to call.

of course along the interview, things like money matters creep in, but let’s keep that to the materialistic side of things - perhaps comparable to noticing how your date wears a tiffany ring, or drives a Lexus.

so yeah its true, job interviews are like first dates. If u effed it up, its a goner and if the person likes you enough, you’re in for the second test. Then it goes on to more a secure job position, a one or three month supervision period and then after confirmation, you have finally GOTTEN that job.

Like a date, you go on more dates and end up a couple AFTER CONFIRMATION.

oh well. Ken doesn’t seem to happy, and i understand.

I just hope he finds ‘the One’ soon.

heh,

sabby

Yesterday was such a blast. It was Jill’s wedding and aside from the butterflies in my stomach - since i had to host, everything else was wonderful. The ballroom was sooooo lovely, and it was a ‘quiet’ wedding, even though we had more than 1000 guests.

Jill looked incredibly gorgeous, so did Jack. Jack and Jill. What a couple. Life does have its ways of surprising all of us.

And my baby looked gorgeoussssssssssssssssss. Plain white shirt and black pants nver looked so good. PLus the ring, plus the cufflinks, plus that dimpled smile. I’m so lucky. i was sitting next to the most handsome man in the world!

haha. Biased opinions reigning here.

ok, i’ll be back again. Daddy’s driving me to Bukit Timah to buy my choc chips.

sabby

i took the bus home from the studios today. It’s been a while since i did just that. And i must say it was an eye opener.

Waiting for 156 to arrive at the SLF bus stop took eons. I felt like i was on some planet in the sky and it took light years for some space shuttle to pick me up and send me back home. Space shuttle? Yes, cos even though it took forever to arrive, the bus took 8 minutes ( i timed!! ) from Thompson Road to Steven’s Road.

Amazing.

Then it was major squeeze onto 190. Now this i find very amusing. I remember boarding the bus, and having to squeeze my big ass up two steps. You know why? Because some joker decided to sit on the freaking "fire extinguisher" area and hang his wonderful fat legs at the side. I’m amazed cos i thought the bus doors would squish them the moment the door opens, but apparently not. Nowadays, it is not possible to squish anyone, not even if your crazy ex - bf decides to push you onto the train tracks.

( i’m still fearful of getting ‘kiapped’ by the MRT gantries though… )

Anyway, that aside, my colourful ride home had barely started. I spent well, 20 mins standing in the bus, amazed at how silly some people could get. You would think that a bunch of students from a ‘good school’ would understand the bus uncle going " HALLO, MOVE IN!" but apparently not. There you go, somehow somewhere, our education system has failed. Maybe thats why it was on the news today - the whole idea of improving the study of English in schools. And how? Possibly by adding more activities such as debates to improve our labuage skills? yes i’m sure our younger generation will benefit and learn to move in when they board buses.

What else did i notice?

A cute angmoh wearing a straw hat to my left. And a young lady nodding off and talking in her sleep. Initially i thought she was on one of those handsfree bluetooth sets but her eyes were closed. And she was really TALKING IN HER SLEEP. She scared shit out of the ahpek next to her, that’s how i knew. Poor old man was just huddling into his seat and making eye contact with the lady opposite him.

Ah, and wat else? An interesting sight of a young man, laptop…on his lap. And watching 10 ways to improve your golf.

Seriously. You gotta be kidding me man. 9.40 pm on a Thursday night, I’m in a packed bus and there is a yuppie watching his DVD on the bus….on one of the most BORING topics ever. Scuse me la, i say boring. I don’t see excitement in swinging a ball into the sky and spending the next minute wondering which direction it was sent flying into.

( boss don’t fire me yet )

anyway, that was pretty much my bus ride. I’m sure there were other things but i’ll make that a conversation starter for another time.

-sabby-

just an update. a quick one. hehe.

tuesday saw me at the TCD with my first customer being a total B. Work was alright. Then i had to rush off for shift. It was a busy busy three hours man. But it was good.

monday was a lazy ass day. i really cannot recall what i did, all i know was that i was at the station from 5 pm. OH YA. i was chilling out with Eunice and Sonia at the Esplanade. Bad view though. Haze.

Sunday was an eye opener. I bright home my baby to meet my parents for my first time. And i can safely say that they love him. Like in all honesty! I’m so glad. I was worried as hell but my sweetheart warmed everyone’s hearts. Mummy asked how come he was so big though. i just said… " big shirt la!"

Saturday was sheesha night. Or was it Friday. Can’t recall. All i know was that i had a great time.  It was me, my babe, Keidi and Sonia only at first. Dinner, or buka puasa was at Riverwalk Tandoor….and then we met up with Isaac and Juan at Arab Street. Mark and  Eunice(!!!) came later which was great. Haven’t seen them in a while. Eunice especially. It was a good surprise.

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This week marks a new start. I’m going to give things my best shot, and even though it means that i have to run around and be crazy.

oops, and selamat berpuasa.

sabrina.