A Mind of My Own

I have been freed from the routine job. Perhaps I have reached my ends of the what one might call the boredom of routine job. It hadn’t been that routine but I needed a change of scope that I craved for. I wanted to do something else but there just wasn’t any slot for me at the time.

I was in my first job for 4 years. Hanging on because I was still studying for a degree that isn’t recognised in the end. I had the chance to shift my scope there. I had a chance to expand my knowledge at my second job. There I was so focused in that I got so wounded up due to the demands there. There wasn’t any change of job scope that was possible as there were more talents in the HQ.

After all these years, I am realising that I am looking for an ideal job. My criteria is:

• Allowing me to work from any time as long as I can produce results.
• Allowing me to work from anywhere.
• Paying me enough for my bills and insurance and enough to save up for retirement.

Perhaps what I need isn’t a job. All I need is to have a few roles or skills to juggle with so that I won’t be looking around every 18 months.

Since my last day at work was on a Thursday, I had an event to attend on Friday, the bag competition. On Saturday, I stayed at home scheduling my posts for my blogs. Sunday, I went out. Monday, I stayed at home to source for more money making schemes and I went to watch Hellboy 2 with DD on Tuesday.

Today, I will pick up the cosmetics from Pure Luxe from HY. I have activities on Friday and Saturday although I’m wondering if I have any activities on Thursday.

I have been thinking about the bags I have just bought. I think I would like to sell the black bag. It looks so odd when I hold it. The photo was taken by me, the background has been photoshopped out.

I am in a rather foul mood. It started in the afternoon. Something just triggered it. From work? Could be. It lasted till now. I had a black face all the way to Suntec City. The squeeze began. I used my skills gained while navigating the crowded trains during peak hours.

I walked through the crowds and grabbed whatever brochures were offered. Looked through the booths and the offers. I went to look at Brother printers. The network ready printers are very attractive. Starting from $399. Tempting. I decided to think through since the current HP is still working fine except for the fax.

I hate the way the software works for HP. It is laggy and it can’t even update automatically. I can’t find the CD that came with it. Could be lost somewhere in the boxes. I wanted to have a hands on feel for HTC Touch Diamond but there was only 1 working set at the booth and I ended up looking at the display.

Image by Brent and MariLynn via Flickr

I did get my hands on MWg Zinc II and found the spacing for the keypads too far apart for my taste. It is now out of my list. I wanted to buy SD card, 8GB from Kingston. To my horror, it was sold out. Tired and hungry and feeling foul, I decided to get from SanDisk. There were 4 choices. SHDC, SHDC II, SHDC III and SHDC Plus. I bought SHDC as I felt the rest were rather expensive.

Ultimately, despite my spoils from the PC Show, I was still cranky. I must have radiated heat because most people avoided me. I guess I’m hating the fact that I was right the 1st time. Now that my contract is being asked for the extension, I feel like being evil and refuse them. However, where does that leave me?

Am I being childish not to renew it? Am I just trying to exact my revenge or have my passion burn out? Or I have found new passions?

What the future holds I’m not sure. I just want to be sure about something and yet afraid to do it. It’s my first step towards something. I have tried to work towards another goal, getting a writing job but unfortunately, been rejected twice. It isn’t as much as some who may have been rejected 10 times.

I find that in Singapore, if you want to work towards your dreams, it isn’t that easy. Various factors include:

• Your own flat.
• You lack the reputation such as being featured in magazines for photography, writing, etc.
• Your own car.
• You have been doing what you hope will help you but unfortunately, your face needs to be plastered all over the net and your name must be found all over the net before anyone will want to feature you.

I will be facing the unknown and I think I may have to plaster my name all over the net and write my name all over the net so that the idea that I have in mind will take off. I don’t know how long it’ll take but I hope that it’ll pay off well.

Life here has been good. I can walk home after 7pm without much worries except for that time when I saw that flasher. That memory wasn’t good because that wanker hasn’t been caught and I don’t know why the police never did call me for a photo fit. Oh wait, Mas Salamat was/is more important than some penis attention. Sorry.

While I have some complains about the public transport, I will not say that I don’t love my country. I just love my country only. However, life has become stressful in some ways because if you are not promoted at work, you are screwed when you reached your 30s for a woman and 40s for a man. It isn’t written but it’s all in the mindset.

The future is scary because I know what I don’t want. However, I don’t know what I want. My elimination list is rather long at this moment and I hope that by the time I have eliminated 70%, I know what I want.

I would usually pamper myself on this day. This year, I didn’t really pamper myself because I have given myself the early gift of perfect eyesight by Lasik. Expensive, that was. A few friends SMS me wishing me Happy Birthday. CD, in India for work, MMS me with a birthday song. Even my mum SMS me too. I wiped a tear from the corner of my eye.

DD called me last night to be the 1st one to wish me. 2 poly friends wished me via SMS yesterday. On the day of the makeover at DeCharacter, ES, NL and HF treated me for dinner after the makeover. So sweet. I don’t have to pay for the makeover as it’s gift, right?
During the makeover, we had fun with the poses. I was often told to open my eyes bigger as mine are the smallest pair among the 5. I want bigger eyes. I wonder if I go Korea, I will get bigger pair of eyes. Upon the output of the photos, I was really disappointed. My eyes were simply too small next to the group of girls. I shall never. Ever. Have any group photos with them again. In addition, anyone with huge eyes shall not take any photos next to me.

I blame my dad for giving me tiny eyes. I blame my mum for giving me high eyebrows. My eyes already so tiny and yet she gave me high eyebrows positions! Ok, so it’s the genetics issue. Can doctors change the genetics such that next time, my children won’t inherit tiny eyes? Wait, if they don’t then they won’t be my children, what am I talking about?

It’s a pity that I don’t have any leaves to take as my contract is ending soon. Thus, won’t be able to take some time off work for today. Besides, I prefer long weekends.

And I need a new job.

I used to have this manager who treated us very well. He would also be environmental conscious, which is very rare for a company although it is ISO 9001 certified. There was once we had to keep some keys temporarily and he produced clear plastic bag from magazines. The ones that magazines are kept in for sending. Our jaws dropped.

He has a mean streak when playing badminton. I heard the other ex-colleagues often can’t beat him. Thankfully, I didn’t take part since I would have been humiliated with my pitiful skills. He was a national champion in his own country. That’s why no one in the department could win against him.

When we first heard of his name, the literal translation “Professor” came to mind. I think he did have a bachelor degree, can’t remember if he did a Ph.D though. He would speak professionally, if that didn’t sound like a professor, I don’t know what did.

He even accepted my request for being my referee. How sweet of him. Wonder why I’m thinking of him. Maybe I miss working with him as he would be sociable and offer his help.

When I first started working, I wore T-shirts and jeans to work. I didn’t need to wear any formal clothes because I had to change into the uniform provided. I didn’t need to crack my head about what I was going to wear the next day.

After I changed my workplace, I had to do some shopping. I had no fashion sense whatsoever. My clothes were often of the plain old blouse with white and pink. Even my pants were of mostly the ’safe’ colour, black. I should have gone to check out New York fashion schools to help me in my fashion sense.

Maybe I could have taken a course with Westwood College Online that is a fashion school in New York to help me in merchandising. I could be earning my 1st million now and more after that. Who wouldn’t want to have a great sense of fashion and still be earning big bucks?

I now have too much clothes that I don’t wear that often. I still remember the 80/20 rule. 20% of the clothes are worn 80% of the time. I bet fashion schools New York would be able to help me.

Here I am faced with the option of continuing my contract or not. It seems that I have to renew it at this moment. I was looking forward to a change of job scope instead. Looks like I’m stuck at it for the moment. Might as well earn some more money since I’m still able to do it.

I’m just wondering how long I should give myself to working towards a change; 6 months or a year?

I want to retire rich and young. Sounds like a dream, right? As long as I don’t take any action, it will always be a dream. Money doesn’t come easy. We have to work long days just earn that extra $100 for paying off the bills and have some for food.

While some may dabble in stocks, is there a way to be able to actually make a killing in stocks? That’s provided you know when to sell and when to buy. One doesn’t gamble in stocks, one makes use of stocks for getting out of the rut.

There’s a difference between trading, speculating and gambling. Obviously, since gambling is just putting your money without the odds being in your favour. Not everyone is able to go into trading and stay focused.

Trading needs a lot of effort to be put in the first time. You build up your own system and checklist that is working for you. You alone control where your money will go. You reduce your risks. Finance isn’t just about saving up for studies, retirement or kids. It’s for life.

I wonder what sort of environment gave the boys the liberty of taking photos of their teacher. They were caught attempting to take photos of her panties or possibly hoping for something with more skin. I didn’t realise that boys at age 14 are so deprived. Oh wait, they are from a boy’s school in North East.

So, boys, is your teacher hot and sexy?

The story

TWO 14-year-old boys tried to take upskirt photos of their female teacher last week.

They were caught when many of their classmates, who witnessed the incident, approached the teacher in question and told her what happened.

The result: The two boys will be publicly caned.

The teacher made a police report last Thursday.

This is not the first time that such an incident has happened in the boys’ school, located in the North-East.

Last year, two other boys were publicly caned for taking upskirt pictures of another teacher with their handphones.

Regarding last week’s incident, the school principal told my paper: “We confiscated the boys’ phones and found no evidence on them.

“They tried to take pictures but failed. Nevertheless, they will be caned publicly.”

The boys confessed that they did attempt to take the picture.

She added: “We always advise our teachers that since they are teaching in a boys’ school, they must be careful.

“They are also advised against sitting on tables if they are wearing skirts.”

However, she said, as most handphones now come with cameras, the problem has become more complex.

She said: “There is the problem of them forwarding the obscene pictures to their friends.”

To counter this, the school has banned the use of handphones in classrooms.

She added: “If they are caught, we will confiscate their handphones.

“And if we find pornographic or upskirt pictures in the phone, we will hand them over to the police.”

She added that she does not tell her teachers not to wear skirts because it gives the wrong impression that the teacher is at fault.

She said: “This suggests that it’s their (the teachers’) dressing that provokes the boys to take the pictures and this is wrong.”

The police confirmed that a report has been filed and are investigating the matter.

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Sometimes, I wonder if females, the so-called weaker sex, earn more or males earn more. A quick search shows that men earn more than women. See, the top 10 richest people in the world are men in 2006. M E N! And China, ah, the growing powers of their rich. Seems that they are catching up with their Western counter parts. And Miss Yang Huiyan, just 26, inherited her billions due to her father. In the end, it’s the man yet again.

The list of billionaires are predominantly men. What about Singapore’s list then? Ah ha! Still mostly men! So this little research of mine shows that men earn more despite their late start into their careers. Don’t complain if you have to “waste” 2 years of your youth in NS. Because ultimately, men earn more in the long run.