RM20 Christmas Gift

We are going to have Christmast gift exchange within the company staff. We are going to write down what gift we want (with limitation of RM20), and put in a box, and person who picks up your wishlist is gonna fullfill it.

I spent 2 days to think of anything I am using now that is below RM20. THERE IS PRACTICALLY NOTHING of my possession is within RM20!!! oh my god... can you believe that? I was so shocked last night until I can't sleep. Since when my skin care brand is Christine Dior? Since when my lipstick brand is MAC? Since when the necklace I wear for accessories purpose is above RM50? Since when I don't use MAY solid soap to bath? Since when I have become such a person?? OH MY GAWD!!!!!!

Bloody... at the end, the only thing I can think of is IDD phone card... yah more practical mah. Can let mom have it and call me when I go shanghai.

Was quite excited about this christmas gift exchange thingy at first.. until last night. I was so shocked. So shocked of how little RM20 has become nowadays, well, at least to me lah...

Sigh........................................ RM20, can't even fill half of my gas tank. Our money is shrinking bloodily fast!

"Sit-In" Meeting

Today I thought the business review meeting does not involve me, so I happily finish some outstanding stuff at my place. dim butt ji, my boss asked me to go sit in around 12 noon, which is exactly my usual lunch time!! So, going in empty handed (because no one inform me this meeting involves me, and thus no file is sent to me, and no information) and a hungry stomach and my usual lunchmate kept sms-ing me can go lunch already or not, I sat down with 1 whole fire of stomach (一肚子火). And the best thing is, go in sat down and act like a stupid 木偶。oh ah ma ma... why... why... why this company so weird one... ask people go "sit in" meeting, and really is a sit in meeting, sit in and do nothing and with nothing on-hand and dunno what the f*ck they talking about.

Urghh... sometimes really hate this job. Like got no 尊严. Ask you go sit you go sit. Ask you go stand you go stand. In fact, this is the one of my highest pay job and yet I feel no 尊严. I always felt U.S. company is really good.. crap lah, this one is the most selfish U.S. company i have ever attached with.

Luckily my last day here is Dec 16th. Hurrrayy!!!! can't wait... counting down....

A nice Indian lunch

Today one of our Indian colleague belanja us makan his home-cook food for lunch, his mom cooked. The dishes are very delicious. All of us are enjoying it very much.

While they were eating, I glanced around the room... Malay, Indian, Chinese... all happily chit-chating, catching up on where and how did we spend the last week holiday. It was very amazing to see how people talked... even though deep down they hate each other, want to strangle the opponent to death during meetings, and yet, when it comes to this kinda eating activity, they all can put up a very nice mask. Haha... how fake. Then I wonder, is every company like that?.. so far I worked in a few companies, indeed each of it had some bloody idiot and act as a gao-si-guon inside the company. But hey, without them, there is not much to spice up in daily work-life eh?;)

I am gonna miss this kinda corporate life next year, when I move to shanghai with my hubby:) Hahaha.. then again, I bet there are someone in my hubby company that don't like him, especially now he is in the management team. Just like here, I don't think any of us like the frenchie guy and the ausie guy. Sometimes look at them also pity them, they must be feeling very lonely in this company... but well, the higher you climb up the corporate ladder, the lesser friend you make, right? Or is there an exceptional case waiting for me to discover? haha! So far I have worked in a Danish company, a cheenaman corproate, an Indian company, and now a U.S. company... well.. all I can say is, they are all the same. Never thought corporate life is a "commodity" thingy, everywhere is the same.

Ah-men.

Sending dad to KL Sentral station...

Haven't been writing much at all in the past 6 years. But today, really want to write something about my dad.

My dad works in Terengganu, while our family is in Kuala Lumpur. It is a place where you can't get much freshie stuff even your pocket got money. Mom said you can easily get expired toufu from the supermarket there, and not many good restaurants there. It is a good place for perhaps a boring retirement, definitely not for long living plan. Haha.. Anyway, my mom is always very excited about my dad's coming back (usually twice a month). I am too. But my excitement usually only lasted few hours, then conversation with my dad will turn into hostile argument.

Forgotten since when I like to argue with him about everything. About his temper (he has really bad temper), his taste in his wearing, his hair, his choice of words... everything. Sometimes, I will make sarcastic comment about him too -- "why are you writing post-dated cheque? Do you know this is risky? Not say your bank account got no money. You have money in your bank account waht... why do you want to write post-dated cheque???".

My dad is a professor. I used to look up to him a lot. He taught my Algebra in his free time when I was in Form 2, my Maths sucks big time that year. And the more I can't master in Algebra, the more I hate the class, and the more I find excuses not to complete the algebra exercise that the lecturer gave. It was my dad that taught me with all his patience (I am surprised his bad temper during that time did not apply to me..). After a few months of private lessons from him, I finally can understand Algebra, and that helps a lot in my future maths - Calculus, Add Maths, 三角学, etc. To me, he is the God that time, he knows how to solve difficult Physics questions, and helped me to balance the chemical equation, and taught me the difference of single-bond and double-bond chemical substances. However, nowadays I always find him very careless in everything, such as writing post-dated cheque, being cheated in supermarket (those lucky draw thingy and ask you to top up cash for some useless houseware as a gift), and even driving skill. For this, we always argue. We two are too alike, and this makes us always 火星撞地球. Quite bad.

Though when he is in KL, we always argue. However, when I send him to the KL sentral station to catch the KLIA Express to the airport, when he get off the car, I always feel lost.. the feeling is very weird, even close to guilty. In my heart I will start scolding myself -- "he is your dad, how can you always argue with him? He is so old already, so what's wrong if his driving skill is not as good as before? And he is so old already, what's wrong if his rationality become weak and caused him making all the stupid decision?". Every single time I sent him to KL sentral, I will have this guilty feeling. I really don't like it.

I know he always love me, since my first day in this world. Still remember my mom told me how much he like to hug me and hold me when I was still a baby.

I just hope he knows I love him too... and I hope I can change my attitude towards him. I will do better on his next trip to KL. Afterall, not a lot of chance for me to improve after I leave for Shanghai in another 6 weeks.

Dad I love you!! Please forgive me...