Okay, yesterday was boring. So i have nothing to write about...much. I'm in class now. Very sleepy, very tired. You guys should check out taylor swift's Love Story meets Coldplay's Viva la Vida. Very very nice.
So good... good music has been missing out lately haven't it? All the new songs i hear are all.... maybe i am just getting old. Maybe i now belong to the old generation and now has to resort to radio stations like Light and Easy. its just that nowadays music released as hit songs are either about the dark side of life, or love songs. Hip hop and rap are hopeless because all they do is trash their mothers and sabotage my vocabulary. Pop is not what it used to be already. it used to be fun, young, light. Now its all i love you, you dont love me, we are over, im so heartbroken....etc. it gets BORING. people, come on la. cant you songwriters do better???!!!
most of you probably dont know who John Denver is but you should check out his music if you want songs filled with meaning and peace. He is a country singer. i hate country but i find that if genre has materials other than love and the screw ups of lives of the common people, then the country genre has a shot. they sing about the nature, about world problems, about the difference we can make, about the simple things in life. of course there are sappy lovesick cowboys like er... Garth? there is another sappy cowboy but i cant remember his name but my brother is crazy about him. lovesick cowboy just sounds wrong to me. doesnt it to u ? i associate cowboy with macho, strength, masculine......not lovesick.
Alternative rock or whatever Avril lavigne is classified as is also a breath of fresh air. in fact, all music that breaks away from this love song trend is a breath of fresh air.
Okay…. I am going to try to keep an account of this interesting course. I will attempt to write a blog a day. Today is day 1. Let me start the entry with breakfast! It wasn’t awesome but it had everything I wanted. Honeystars!! with milk, toast bread with egg or kaya , nasi lemak that smells so good I caught a whiff of it and I was sold, orange juice and all the fruits I want!!
After the hearty meal, we were shipped off to the city campus. We were divided into 4 groups. There were many confusions and whatnots so I was thrown here and there for about an hour haha. I ended up with Perly (whee!) but we were further separated into 5 small work groups. Although we were in different group, it was still great because we share same break time and etc. our speaker will be in charge of us for the next 7 days. Today was very interesting because this first week is all about soft skills. All 4 groups are given a different speaker so we all actually learn different things. Some just did introduction and ice breaking from 10-5 today, some did games, and I, my special group, had homework. My very first group assignment!!!! Lolz don’t be fooled by the enthusiasm. Its fake hehe.
Nevertheless, we had a great time today. Today’s module was Logical Thinking so he basically gave us various contradicting titles and make us discuss then pitch our points. It felt like debating, which I now realize, I miss a lot. So it was a very fun day for me. I picked a very testy topic to defend a friend and I think I made half the class hate me but it doesn’t bother me. Yet. Haha. Im just here to have fun and learn. I have made a few new friends. Too few for my taste but I have always been a slow one at making new friends. I like to take my time. I think a lot of people view my err coolness against all strangers as arrogance, but it is how I am. I can’t just warm up to you without first evaluating your personality. So if anyone thought I was arrogant, your loss.
We kept eating though. 8am, 1pm, 3pm, 7pm….. gawd im fat already. Give me a chance! The foods good but the lunch wasn’t that great. So from now on, I am going to have a hearty breakfast, skip lunch and have a good tea. The tea is great! Would be better if I was hungry to appreciate it.
I miss my family though. Miss my home. Miss my friends. And most of all, I miss my ability to company my darling throughout the day. I wasn’t able to and he was left to fend for himself most of my time. When I was finally free, it was already 11pm and he was all tucked in bed already.
I will make it up to u. Pwomise
Click Here to Read More..Okay people, I am back in Malacca. Normally I will miss home terribly but I will at least have my darling to take my mind off things…. He helps. Sometimes. Sometimes moping is all I feel like doing. This trip however, is extra tough. I ( foolishly) went for an interview for a course called Infosys. Those of you who are close to me have heard me complain more than my share of whiney already but I want to widen my whiney scope – Internet.
Let me explain what Infosys is. Infosys is an outsourcing company located in India. It is an international company that is responsible for the loss of jobs/ lack of jobs of computer science grads here because all major companies are now closing their IT branch and outsourcing to India. (ish) Back in 1981, 7 guys with $200 decided to start a company. 28 years later, Infosys declared a $4.1 billion in revenue! Awesome
Anyway, 2 years ago Infosys decided to start a program called Infosys. It will pick a day where ICT students all over Malaysia will simultaneously take a half day interview, starting with essay writing, an IQ test and finally a group interview. The first batch went to India, so did the second batch but the third batch (me) is the first batch to be stuck in Malacca, Malaysia =.=’’’
It is a comprehensive course run over a period of 8 weeks, in a hotel ( that’s right, you heard me!).
Accommodation, 3 buffet meals a day and an allowance of RM 500 is provided for the entire duration. We have classes from Monday to Saturday (9am-530++pm). That is the classes. At end of each module, there will be assignments on that day itself. If you don’t finish, you don’t go home. Hence, the ++. I have just learnt that my hostel has full online wireless coverage (yay!) but the lab which im told to expect to spend 20 hours of my day there daily will be NO INTERNET!!! no laptops allowed. No handphone allowed. No pendrive allowed! Notes are to be used and returned end of the day. I feel like crying. Its like when I was at PDL except PDL was 4 days. This is 8 weeks. Sniff..sniff……
So in place of my 9weeks holiday, I have traded it for prison school. Lol
On a lighter note, there are some eye candy to help the day go by……
Tomorrow is my first day. 7 days of soft skill lectures. God help me.
Ps: I don’t have internet so I have to upload a few at one go. But it is all written on different days
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How do you change a stubborn mule? You cant. Im a stubborn mule and I will never change JUST because you said so! I know I have flaws and I am happy with them. How do you fight that?
Recently, I learned that the answer is : Shame. Guilt. Embarrassment.
I have a short temper. Its short and explosive and easily cool off. I like it because it is the better kind. The pent up anger kept inside until boiling point is ugly, scary, unexpected and usually, long lasting. Not to mention traumatic. So, I easily lose my temper. I expect the best from people and myself included. Most people don’t know but I come down on myself harder than anyone else. My expectation for myself is higher and my expectations are all meant to be met. NO excuses.
You can imagine what a nightmare this is for my poor significant other. Last week I did something stupid. Something that took the no 1 spot on my list of stupidest things a person can do and this particular one takes home the grand prize. It also cost my boyfriend a lot of grief and trouble. The entry below stating that him missing his bus home hence missing his work hence missing that meeting, MY FAULT. It is the STUPIDEST thing I have ever done in my life and I am so SO SORRY MY DARLING!!
He is sick of my apologizing but I cant forgive myself until I have made it up to you. I vow I will find a way, my love.
Anyway, the thing I realized was, over every little thing that he fell short of my expectation, be it important or not, I always came down hard on him. I always expected nothing but the best. Sometimes he does better than expected. Other times, he fell short and my wrath is always ready to be unleashed. Fortunately its never longer than 10 minutes but still, I got mad. I automatically expected him to give me back some of my own bitter medicine. I expected it and I was ready to take it and start making up for it. Not once he lashed back. Not once he said ‘I told ya so’ or ‘wth is wrong with you’ or ‘ how could you be so careless’. Not once did he yell. Not once he got upset. He took it all in as it was and never….. I was so ashamed. Thinking back of all my reactions to his bloopers I was really ashamed.
He always told me to change. To not get so riled up over small things. I never once listened because it has always been who I am and temper is not just something you can correct overnight. It takes a lot of effort which I didn’t feel like putting it. Sometimes tempers help ( I am not going to elaborate) so I don’t wish to fix something that,well, I like. Its rarely gets out of hand but it helps me release the tension and the pressure. He has come to accept it as part of me. After this stupid mistake of mine, I felt so ashamed and so guilty about the way I treated him, I decided to change. I made a promise to him to try to not get angry in a split second. To try to control my anger. To go from disappointed to acceptance without going through the losing temper phase. I made a promise that I am going to change.
So people, that’s how. You don’t tell a stubborn mule that it needs to change. You do it by simply showing it how and by putting it to shame until it decides to change on its own.
People change you in many ways. Ways that you can never phantom. Ways that you never thought was possible. My temper is as big a part of me as my hair or my legs but his generosity and acceptance ability has made me want to be like that. It has made me see that by changing, I become a better person. That’s what life is about really. A path to become a better person.
So wish me luck! With a little luck I will never get mad again. For those who know me well, I am sure you are laughing your head off. =) Have some faith, will ya
I managed to catch a Monday morning bus back to Singapore after missing my Sunday night bus back. Needless to say, I have to apply for leave to clean up the timekeeping records.
Began the day like any other, with a sachet of Nestle mixed with 1/2 a stick of Regular strength Nescafe. I find this mix to be just nice, as it gives me just enough jolt to start the day.
I remember during the first few months here, I would get to the office and collapse to sleep on the table until the bell rings at 7.30am (yes, just like High School!) then crawl back up and start my day. Then during lunchtime, I would get so sleepy and fall back to sleep till 1pm when the bell rings again (again, just like High School!).
Nowadays, powered by my meager 1/2 stick of Regular Nescafe, I can come in to work at 7am and start the day with a hot cup of drinks as I catch up on the emails. I have been away for about 5 days now, and my mailbox is bursting already. Thankfully not everything is directed at me, some are just general notices. I missed out a meeting Monday morning, would have liked to attend it. It's interesting to see the engineers working out on a problem.
During meetings, everybody have a penchant of bringing together a notebook and a pen, in case they need to write down something. So far, I have yet to see anybody open up their books to write in stuff though. Maybe some of the meetings are really boring to them? Who knows..it's just my observation.
Today I got tasked to do a test memo on Low Pressure Mud System. I've not touched the drilling stuff yet, so this is the first time. Basically they have an elaborate set of pumps and connecting pipes to make sure that the mud is constantly circulated around from the mud pits so that it doesn't stagnate and set. They also need to constantly mix the mud around as the chemical composition of the mud can change over time, either from interaction with the borehole or when we add some additives into the mud. So for everything to stay homogenized, we have what is essentially a huge blender to churn things along.
Then the whole system patches to the high pressure mud system via charging pumps, whose purpose is to pressurize the mud and send them off to humongous mud pumps that will pump it down the borehole. Hmm, that's a lot of pumps. I haven't learn into detail about pumps in my course, but when I am here, since everything is about pumps, I have to study it on my own. Its one of those moments where I am lucky to have taken STPM because that shit is TOUGH and really makes you realize the importance of self study. Back in my high school, we basically didn't have a physics teacher, which kinda sucks as I am in the physics stream, so we organize study sessions and helped each other out. Good times. Because of that experience (and I did pretty well too, A- for Physics), it gave me the strength to understand that you are limited only by your willpower and how willing you are to put yourself through stress and misery to get what you want. Anybody can pay for a good tuition teacher.
So anyway, back to the story, I have looked at the diagrams for the system, hopefully tomorrow can start writing out the test memo. It also occurred to me that I have yet to submit my report for last month. We are supposed to write monthly reports for Keppel's Training department, and I realize it might be overdue. Strange, usually they will send us an email to remind us on the submission date. Maybe they're testing us? =P
