I don’t blog here anymore…

November 25th, 2007 by marg

Now, I can be found here: www.marg.wordpress.com

YCU Reunion

October 3rd, 2007 by marg

More on YCU Reunion and PICTURES can be found here:

http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/09/25/i-plead-guilty/

http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/10/03/unforgettable/

Is (S)He The One?

August 7th, 2007 by marg

Imagine you’ve had the opportunity to get to know a bunch of new people. They are ALL still single and for the sake of the discussion, YOU are ALSO single and secretly, ALL OF YOU are checking out each other for your Mr/Ms Right…Now with that in mind, which person below would you most likely be attracted to?

There are FOUR potential Mr/Ms Right

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Let’s get to know the potential Mr Right first:

1. Will

Will was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He went to the best schools and had the best life his parents could provide. Yet, he barely made it through college and he was still living on his parent’s deep pockets. In spite of this, he was a really sweet guy and people love him, even without knowing that he was filthy rich. It also helped that he was cute and had that boyish look that could melt any girl’s heart. He was humble and didn’t show-off his riches and he was a very friendly guy. And he was pretty loyal.

2. Matt

Matt was a bad boy when he was young. He got into fights and into trouble with the school. But when he grew up, he became a decent gentleman. Although he wasn’t one of the smartest in his class, he successfully made it through college and was already earning his own money. He had a job and although it might not pay so much, it was a stable one. He also had his own car. But he didn’t have Matt Dacascos’ looks or The Rock’s six-packs. He was just an ordinary guy.

3. Richard

Richard was a responsible, friendly and smart person - He even studied overseas for a while (on scholarship, as he wasn’t from a rich family). He wasn’t handsome but he had pretty good looks and an almost-perfect physique. He was charming and if he was talking with you, he’d give you his undivided attention. But he can sometimes rub people the wrong way. He has his own set of opinions and principles that he holds onto and he can be pretty vocal about them.

4. James

James did not go to college after high-school. His family couldn’t afford to pay his tuition fees so he started working instead. He did odd-jobs to get by and the money he earned, although not that much, he tried to send some to his family back home. Being the eldest son, he helped put his younger siblings through college. Through the years, he’s earned enough (and won more gambling) to buy a car which he had modified with spoilers and stuff. He was not handsome and he works in a factory.

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Now, the potential Ms Right:-

1. Amanda

Amanda lived a comfortable life. She was the apple of her parent’s eyes. Even so, she wasn’t a spoiled rich brat. Not everything was handed to her on a silver platter. Nonetheless, she tended to be a little pampered. She didn’t do very well in her studies but she didn’t do very bad either. She wasn’t hot but she was pretty with her almost model-like height and slim figure. She usually got her way with things and she was someone people liked to befriend.

2. Juliet

Juliet sacrificed her social life for her academic achievements. She had never been in any intimate relationship, but she did graduate on the Honors roll at her college. She wasn’t hot but she was quite pretty and people enjoyed her company although some felt she was difficult to befriend. She was shy and secretive but those close to her knew she was a friendly and loving person. She was loyal and genuinely cared for those close to her. She was a very simple person at heart and just longed for acceptance by loved ones.

3. Fran

Fran was harsh and crude in some ways. She sometimes said things without thinking of their consequences. Because of that, she was not very good at keeping secrets. However, she was easily moved by emotions. If you mentioned anything sad or sounded sad, she would tear-up. And she is very loud (as in voice volume) when she speaks. She wasn’t hot but those close to her knew she was a caring and loving person. School, however, wasn’t her cup of tea. She tried, but she didn’t make it through college.

4. Janet

Janet was a petite girl. Although she is extremely playful, she didn’t do too badly in her studies and there are times when she can surprise people with her mature thoughts. She is a no-nonsense and a go-getter. She was determined to be in the right and have the last word in. She was equally determined to get hold of something if she had her eyes set on it. Even so, there was a side of her that cared deeply for those she loved, even if she might hurt them by her outspoken-ess. But practicing what she preached wasn’t her stronghold.

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So which person above would you most likely be attracted to? Do you think He/She could be your Mr/Ms Right? Why?

To comment, go to: http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/08/07/is-she-the-one/

English or Manglish?

July 14th, 2007 by marg

Language is a tricky thing…especially when it’s foreign. LOL…

I took French as my language course in Uni. I aced the exams every time. But here in Malaysia I don’t think its much use to know French or any other foreign language for that matter (maybe with the exception of Japanese since we have many Japanese MNCs here).

So what language is relevant in our country?

Bahasa Malaysia. (duh.)

Mandarin. (or Cantonese or Hokkien or any other dialect depending on where you are.)

Tamil. (maybe)

…yea…cos Malaysia only has three races…Malay, Chinese and Indians…while the rest of us don’t existWTF?!

So…out of the three languages above…which are you good at?

And what of Manglish (Malaysian English or Mangled English, depending on how you look at it) then?

I could not fathom WHY THE HELL is the medium of the education system in our country in Bahasa?! I mean, c’mon lah…everyone knows that English is the internationally worldy widely universally accepted language! No wonder our local students are unable to master the language and settle for Manglish instead…(In other words, Manglish is a form of bad English - not something that one would proudly list under “language skills” in one’s CV - wikipedia.)

For the full post and comments, go to:

http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/07/14/speak-now-or-forever-hold-your-peace/

I *heart* May…

April 30th, 2007 by marg

Aaaaahhh…it’s that time of the year again.

May is here…

Apart from December, I guess I can say May is my fave month of the year.

It’s my birthday month!

The few weeks approaching my birthday never ceases to excite me somehow. Not that I’m vain or so in love with myself liddat, but in any other month, I often feel so small…so insignificant…so unimportant…Come May, at least then I get the attention from friends and family that at least makes up for them ignoring me for the rest of the year. (Not really ignore me lah but…not as much attention as I’d like from them. LOL.)

When I tell people I’m the only girl in the family (I am the second child of four siblings and I have 3 brothers) they always seem to respond with: “Really? Lucky you!” to which I would always reply: “Lucky meh?”

When I was a kid, there was this phase where all the girls my age had dolls, or more specifically Barbie dolls, and cupcake dolls (the dolls that can turn into cupcakes) and big big teddy bears…

Everytime I went out shopping with my parents I would beg them to buy me a Barbie doll or a cupcake doll or those big fluffy teddy bears…but since my dad just had enough to make ends meet, they couldn’t exactly afford to “waste” money on toys…so instead of “Barbie”, I got “Cindy” or “Jenny” or whatever-her-name-was imitation Barbie dolls…and when I finally got a cupcake doll…

Cupcake dolls

My age group had moved on to those Polly Pocket miniature dolls that live in compacts or some portable house-thingy.

Polly Pocket

I guess that’s why when one Christmas, my mom bought me a fluffy white teddy bear that had a red santa cap and red shawl around its neck…that’s was the most precious gift I ever got…that teddy was (and still is!) my dearest possession…it may not be big but it is the. BEST. EVER.
So anyways, being the only girl, I had no one to play dolls with…but I am thankful that my older bro did play masak2 with me last time…hehe…we would pour Twisties into the small toy plate and drink Milo in the miniature toy cups…we also had cream crackers spread with kaya ala “sandwiches”…we even “baked” cakes (mud cake!) and put white sand on top as “icing”…hahaha…that was the good old days…Thanks bro! It meant a lot…=’)

But being around boys, I played Lego most of the time and my bro and I would build lotsa things like church la, rented house la, diner la, fancy cars la, moving caravan lah…macam macam ada…and with each thing we built, we had Mass, had landlord and tenants, had customers, hot-shot drivers and circus people (combined with those miniature toy animals..) hehe…then we would play police and thief or hide-and-seek ala cops and robbers complete with toy guns and walkie talkies…the only thing we really wished we had but never got was those Super Soaker water guns…hehe.

Super Soaker

We even “broke into” a neighbour’s empty house after the owners moved and “salvage” whatever “treasure” they left behind. One man’s trash, another man’s treasure right? ;p

Aaahh…childhood bliss…

[forward]
Growing up as the only girl really felt lonely at this phase in time – teenage years. When everything suddenly changes in an instant…can no longer go swimming in the river or play in the sea using shorts only like before…can no longer run around the house using shirt and shorts only, must have “additional” garments underneath…can’t really hang out with my bro all the time as before since he was also growing up and has his group of friends and I would be an annoying little sister if I followed them. It was about this time where I wished I had a sister…someone to play make-up with, play dress-up with and someone to talk with about how come so-and-so suddenly looks “cute” or “handsome” when he used to be just another boy…

(gambar hiasan)
And around this time also, I had my first real heartbreak…not by a boy, but by a girl…my bestfriend then…then only did I discover that while girls could be all clique-y and “die die must do everything together”, they could also be pretty bitchy and can backstab someone so effortlessly…I guess about that time I was glad I didn’t have a sister cos I would hate to have my own flesh-and-blood do that to me…

[forward]

Strangely, being the only girl didn’t turn me into a spoilt brat (which is usually the case no?)…in fact, if anything, being the only girl has made me become more independent and stronger than I think I would be otherwise…After my younger brothers were born just 2 years apart from each other, my mom had her hands full so I had to “grow up” and assist her in household chores and not “act like a kid” anymore since I was no longer the youngest in the household. Even before my younger brothers were born, I was already quite independent from my parents. I and no one else would talk to the teacher to pay the school fees, I and no one else would take care of whatever problems came up at school. Heck, when I entered kindergarten my dad just dropped me off and went to work.

(gambar hiasan);p

Me, in a new environment, unfamiliar faces…but I braved it, and apart from a few teardrops, I made it out alive that first day and the weeks that followed…Even my older brother still had my mom come to school to pay his school fees to his teacher, until Form 3! If I wasn’t independent then I don’t know what is…(No offence bro, but its true maa..;p)
And yet, as independent as I am, there’s always that one thing that I was never “independent enough” to have…a relationship. And this one is DEFINITELY because I was the only girl and I constantly had eyes watching over me no matter where I was…hehe.

[forward]

I guess being used to handling myself, it wasn’t hard to move on in life…when I entered boarding school in Form 4, that was my 1st home away from home…my family sent me and left for Brunei that same day…and surprisingly, I didn’t cry. I guess my kindergarten experience prepared me for that…I don’t think I was ever really “homesick” like the other students at the hostel. Same thing when I was in Kuching and later Shah Alam…the further I was from my family, the more independent I became… I guess I can say it doesn’t take me long to adapt to a new environment…I guess that one of my best qualities. =) I guess I owe it all to being the only girl then? Maybe…
But whatever has happened in the past, my upbringing, my history…I believe it has all made me into the person I am now…and for what it’s worth, after losing out from all the attention that I crave from my family since I was a kid, they have been there for me when I needed them most…when I wasn’t feeling well, when I needed advice/guidance, at my diploma convocation (THE WHOLE FAMILY came…) and the upcoming convocation on the 26th(another reason why I *heart* May THIS time around)…although it would be cool if the whole family could fly up again, it wasn’t financially viable…but at least my mom and older bro will be there with me…=)

(same as above)

[super fast forward]

Looking back at the past 24 years of my life come this 12th May, I guess I really have grown up to become that Miss Independent “I’m a Survivor” kinda girl, which is why I don’t care much for girls who are damn clueless or bimbo-ish who seem to ALWAYS require assistance…Don’t get me wrong lah…I need help sometimes too…I also want to manja2 and be pampered sometimes too…but I try my hardest to handle things and only ask for help when I really REALLY need it…
But I guess being that way, people tend to look at me and go: “Don’t mind her lah…She can handle it lah…She’ll survivelah…She don’t need help lah…” and thus ignore me as I’ve mentioned above.

(My this is long-winded.)

Anyways, so that is why I *heart* May…

It’s about the ONLY time of year people pamper me with attention and try to make my day truly blissful and wait on me hand-and-foot (not really but I wish they do. LOL.)

So…to the month of May…

(…)

May I have lotsa love and attention and pampering which I NEVER get any other time of year…;p

http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/05/01/i-heart-may/

What’s the Udang behind THIS mee?

April 28th, 2007 by marg

I don’t know about you guys…but I find it hard to trust strangers to approach you and offer you some too-good-to-be-true deal with no strings attached…

Yesterday, while waiting for my ride home, some guy came up to me and asked:
He: “Excuse me, do you work here?”

*alarms ringing in my head*
Run away…run away…don’t talk to strangers!

Me: “Yeah.” (hesistantly)
He: “Which firm?”

I pointed to the office door.

He: “Oh…Is it [a] legal [firm]?
Me: “No, accounts.”
He: “Oh…do you know anyone with IT background looking for job? I’m looking for an assistant. I’m a remisier.”
Me: “Oh? Remisier?”
He: “Yeah, my office is just over there. HwangDBS.”

Points to a building somewhere that is not exactly in sight.

Me: “What kind of assistant you looking for? To do what actually? Software?”
He: “No, just some key-in and…”
Me: “Data entry lah?”
He: “Yea, liddat lah.”
Me: “Then don’t need IT knowledge lah…”
He: “At least must know how to use computer lah.”
Me: “I’m sure anyone know that.”
He: “So, you graduate from where?”
Me: “UiTM”
He: “Oh…so how long have you been working here?”
Me: “Just started actually.”
He: “Oh? I see…you know how much graduates are looking to be paid when working?”
Me: “Don’t know wo..”
He: “Yea,well how much they pay you?”
Me: “Less than 1.”
He: “Really ah? Well, usually liddat lah if you work for people. You not interested in working for yourself? That’ll be good.”
Me: “Dunno wo..”
He: “Well, you see, in my field, not a lot of Bumis you know. In my office only one…I see you still young, maybe you’d like to try apply to become a remisier or a paid broker?”
Me: “Wha? Dunno wo..”
He: “Really, it’s goodlah…work for yourself rather than work for people…get paid allowance 1.2…add commission to that…”
Me: “1.2?”
He: “Yeah…and if you got lotsa big clients can earn quite a lot…”
Me: “Yea, but you need a lot of contacts liddat.”
He: “True…but, if you have a few big clients enough oledi to earn up to 5 a month…Maybe if you become remisier and your dad got big big contacts like Alfred Jabu (Deputy Chief Minister (DCM) of Sarawak) ka…so-and-so ka…then sure can lah…but if just kampong kampong only no need lah…”

Soon-to-be Datuk Archibald can or not? ;p

Me: “So what the requirements you people look for?”
He: “Nothing lah…just a degree and then you have to get a license lah…sit for the exam. Not exam lah, just 2 papers only. Then you can oledi join the company and become remisier or paid broker lah..”
Me: “What’s the difference?”
He: “Well, remisier you get paid allowance then you work for yourself, get your own clients and get commission lah. Paid broker are paid salary and work for the company…but me, I don’t want to be paid broker cos I prefer working for myself. Paid broker you know how much you get every month…remisier it all depends on yourself…”
Me: “Oh…”
He: “So you interested? I see you still young you should try work for yourself than work for people lah…we looking for people to join our field this, especially bumis.”
Me: “Dunno wo…so you would be interviewing them?”
He: “No lah…if you interested also, it’s not in my interest. I’m just encouraging people to join us lah. You know, I was a lecturer in UiTM for 15 years before I became a remisier.”
Me: “Really? How come I’ve never seen you?”
He: “I left in 2000. You not yet join?”
Me: “I joined in 2001.”
He: “Yea, I got my license long time ago but had to wait till 2000 to become remisier cos we can only join if got Bumi join…1 Bumi join = 3 of us can join.”
Me: “Oh quota lah?”
He: “Yea…So you waiting for your boyfriend?”
Me: “My brother.”
He: “Oh…no boyfriend yet lah…goodla, focus on career first.”
Me: “Yea.”
He: “I’m actually waiting for my kids this.”
Me: “Oh…tuition?”

There is a school nearby and lotsa people were waiting to fetch their kids.

He: “Yea…got daughter Form 5 and son Form 4.”
Me: “Oh…”
He: “Yea, so that’s why I always tell my daughter, don’t get into any commitments yet la…focus on career first…”
Me: “Yea…”
He: “So anyways, I really have to go now. Feel free to drop by my office sometime or maybe if you’re free, can call me we go out for drink.”
Me: “Right…”
He: “So can give me your number or you want my number or…”
Me: “Give me your number lah.”
He: “Ok, 019…”
Me: “019…and you would be…?”
He: “Better I give you my card lah…”
Me: “Oh, Mr Chin.“
He: “So what’s your number? You don’t call…”
*Miss call*
He: “Oh…and your name…”
Me: “Margret”
He: “Can you make 10,000 doing this [accounts]?”
Me: “I don’t think so…any you can?”
He: “Can…so it was nice meeting you. Feel free to call me or drop by my office lah.”
Me: “Ok…”
*shake hands*
He: “Ok, so see ya!”
Me: “Ok.”

WTF just happened?!
I just gave my number to a stranger?!!!!
*alarms ringing again*

Fortunately, it wasn’t MY number he got…it was my 2nd line which I don’t plan to use for long. *Phew!*

Still, that weird conversation, given the circumstances, got me to thinking…For real ah this guy?

So when I got home and went OL that night I did a little research on the company he said he was from…quite true, they WERE looking for people…I guess still are…and notice the not-so-fine print (in BLUE) at the bottom of the page…Not so subtle huh?

Nevertheless, I still feel that come this stranger out of nowhere and tells me of this “good” opportunity…there’s got to be a catch…what does HE get outta this?

God forbid, I just hope he wasn’t trying to hit on me…

He’s got the money…
Looks? Not so.
But c’mon lah…he’s got to be at least 20 YEARS my senior AND a DAD!
I’m no Siti or Ashton ok?

Gosh…but that offer to go for drinks really bugged me somehow.

Hmmm…well, what do you guys make of all this?

http://marg.wordpress.com/2007/04/28/19/

Since my last post…

April 19th, 2007 by marg

Well fellas, it’s been 3weeks…

Quite a fast 3weeks actually…

I’m moved blogs to wordpress.

I’ve been apart of the "working population" for 3 weeks…

I’ve decided to learn Mandarin sometime in that 3 weeks…

And I’ve been pretty much moving along in life…

All since my last post.

Heh…time flies…

I was…I am…Will I be…(Pt 2)

March 31st, 2007 by marg

I was…

Unemployed.

Could not get hold of a reliable internet access.

Was in between blogs and couldn’t do much actually cos of the two reasons above…

I am…

Employed!!!!

Actually, I just got the job. The interview was last week, I got the job the next day. I "report for duty" this Monday…

Have internet access!!!!

My bro just got a 3G phone and we connect that to the laptop and we’re online! How cool is dat?! Hey,it may not be the speediest connection…but it is reliable. (I’d like to think so…)

Have a new blog!!!!

Arch and Bong kept urging me to move to WP…well,I’m there guys! =)

BTW,you guys promised WP will be a lot better and user-friendly…I sure hope so…For the meantime,I’m still finding my way around and tweaking things here and there so…bear with me.

From last week, things seemed to have moved up a notch huh?

The Perfect Life? - Maybe…

Note: This entry can be found on my new blog - marg.wordpress.com

I was? I am? Will I be?

March 25th, 2007 by marg

I was…

Still unemployed.

Still looking.

But somehow, with my lil bro being here to start his studies here (transfer from Brunei), my free time at home is spent wisely…by becoming his "mom"(prepare bfast etc.)

I am…

Still unemployed (but there is an interview 2mrw..we’ll see how tht goes)

Still looking (hey…still not yet got job of course still looking!)

But this time, a lil (a LOT actually) upset that things with my lil bro here didn’t work out as the whole family had hoped. He’s going back home sometime this week. Can’t help feel that somehow we did something wrong somewhere…

Will I be…

Employed?

Over the feeling of despair (and guilt) about my lil bro?

to be continued

Updates some…

March 5th, 2007 by marg

Hey fellas…

So,its been a week I’ve landed in Kch. So far,it’s been OK.

Managed to catch up with some ol friends, went out for makan, etc. It was nice…

And on my 2nd day in Kch, I received an unexpected phone call. (Well,my bro actually since I was in the shower at tht time..) But anyways, it was my 1st call to attend a job interview! The 1st response to the 6 or 7 applications I sent…(and Arch,I sent them all OL so there’s still hope right?)…heh.

So, the interview will be tomorrow…

Wish me luck ppl…