Four quadrants of women

Maybe women can be categorised into 4 groups with 8 subsets
I) eye-candy and nice
II) eye-candy and ah-the-not-so-nice
III) ah-the-not-so-eye-candy and nice
IV) ah-the-not-so-eye-candy and ah-the-not-so-nice.

Wow, it seems like a categorisation idea from someone by the name of Robert Kiyosaki. Haha. Oh well. Yeah, eye-candiness refers to the external appearance of

the woman and niceness means the degree of internal beauty.

Women in group I seem like those movie stars you can easily spot on TV. They are the most popular one amongst men and they seem to men always like the damsel in distress, triggering male protective instinct. They are seen as pretty, sexy, eye-candy, alluring, nubile, aphrodisiac people who remain as fantasies in the minds of men. On top of their appearance, they are in fact pretty within themselves as well, exuding adequate degree of courtesy, respects for the elderly, having compassions for the unfortunate ones(or benevolent), unmaterialistic, down-to-earth, having reasonable consideration towards their loved ones, extremely tactful, so on and so forth. Praise the Lord! Where can I find such a nymph?Haha. God damn it I think this group can be enlisted as Endangered Species.

Women in group II, I would describe them as having complete disregard for the all the people in the world just because they were born pretty. They and their superiority complex, are in fact contemptible and well-deserve a high level of disrespect. Obsessions with their own looks and unscrupulous disposition towards most men whom they don't like, make the entire world full of tearful chaps. They tend to be so over-zealous with the stuffs they do(cosmetics, pedicure, manicures, facials and the list goes on and on) and never keep tabs on their emotional development, making them seem to be like doltish bimbos who are out there to smite powerful and rich mature men using their cosmetically-enhanced appearance and a whole list of masqueraded dispositions.

Now come to women in group III, oh,this group has a broad coverage from the not-so good-looking ones to the cannot-really-make-it faces and flat-chested,as well as those who think that they have unique beauties, who fortunately, have developed a sense of tact and benevolence towards people surrounding them. They know themselves well enough, sometimes grumble over why were they born like that though. Nevertheless, I reckon that the majority women fall under this category considering the trend that I'm seeing now. Haha. They have distinctive ways to make them endearing to the surrounding people, notwithstanding their unattractive(or happen to look rather not-so-appealing to that guy) looks. Sincerity and a reasonable care for other people's feelings(yeah, it's tactfulness again) come into play often when it comes to inter-relationships.

Ahem, the most despicable group, women in group IV. Oh gosh, these people have all the positive qualities stated, not. Ugly, not self-conscious, self-interested, blatant disregard to the people around them(could it be due to the fact that they weren't as lucky as others to be born unappealingly???!!), irascible, dangerous, unreasonable, lackadaisical people apparently. But strictly speaking, the people in this group will have the chance to upgrade themselves to group III if they are able to see the light that this world is not really as merciless as they have always been thinking. There must be friends around to lead them out of the lives of denials for them to live a fulfilled life. I really beseech for the extermination of this group as soon as possible, okay, some buffer period has to be alloted to make time for the group III upgrade so as not to seem like an unabated unfairness. As I am really concerned with the victims in the vicinity of those predators, the victims would be assasinated emotionally on a greater scale, not to mention visually after all.

The very kiss

Suddenly the feeling's coming back again. Yes, the very kiss that I got at a particular night from this adorable girl. That happened after I was able to sell my 1st fridge as a promoter back then. It was really sweet, that moment really belonged to both of us. It's impossible for us to be together, but I guess just merely reminiscing the times we went out was simply sweet. And I wish her well with her other half. Momentarily, I feel like seeing her again now, though it's impossible since she's far away.

Oh, one more thing to add, I believe that I am getting more and more serious with I've said lately, it's absolutely a relentless pursuit of the truth. I am gonna become blunter than ever, whenever I feel that particular issue is really heating up intensely in my mind, then I'll spout it out here. Hmm, definitely names would not be mentioned here. It's just that some people need to have some idea what other people think of them and try to reflect whether they really INDEED have any problem with their bizarre dispositions or not. And OF COURSE, I would not mind people talking bad about me if there is anything bad to talk about in the first place. After all, to err is human, to forgive divine.

Simply doltish

Read somebody's blog entry complaining that she was being "harassed" repetitively by a guy in friendster. I reckon that he's in fact representative of some of the doltish people in the male community. There is a function called 'Block' in the friendster messaging system for god's sake, and then again, some people just simply are nincompoops, as I find they are really a disgrace to us(yeah, a collective noun of victimised male community) to go and try their luck with girls in the online domain. Get on with your life dude! But seriously if you do, please go and open your eyes widely and for god's sake choose those pretty ones and not those with cannot-make-it face which are very capable of making you throw up and have a deluded thought that they are pretty with their hopeless incurable superiority complex. And for God's sake, go fuck with the mirror first before even thinking that you even have the slightest chance of being good-looking. Yeah, that's a term by the name of internal beauty, if you don't have it, regardless of even have the prettiest face in the world, I would call you ugly. Seriously, go fuck with the mirror, or maybe go out and look at the reflection of yourself in the undrained gutter outside your house. Yeah, it may be very likely look like you, and even smell like you too, that is, ugly and stinky. God damn it!

Shimz Interview

Hope that I would get this job with Shimizu and then be posted to Japan so that my Japanese language skills would be put to good use.

Spoilt CD Burner

My less-than-a-year HP Compaq nx6110 notebook's CD burner is spoilt! Dang..

Occupational safety and health

"In order to eliminate deaths, injuries and ill-health from all workplaces, what are the strategies needed?"

This was the topic of the 30 minute written test interview before going to the real interview. Haha. Panicky. Die liao.

In touch with HK again, spiritually...

It was in fact a great time having friends from HK visiting me again. My distance to HK had been pulled nearer as I drift further apart from there since it's been nearly 2 years and a half already since I was there. I have always been swept off my feet by its culture and its people. Wini is somebody from whom I could learn a lot of things, as in all along the line there were things that she said which made me realize that I should take more initiative to get to know more about our surroundings. My laziness, of course, exerts the biggest gravitational force from everything which hinders me from even thinking of doing something. Haha, oh well, I try and try to see things from different perspectives, not only from the perspective that I always find true to myself because this whole world is really multi-faceted after all.

We had drinks at Modestos, and since it was a Sunday night it was about to close when the time we went there, so we had half an hour's time to spend chatting and drinking at the pub. I ordered Bacardi rum on the rock, and it didn't taste nice at all. Haha.

Thinking of going to HK again, probably on Jetstar Asia with return airfare of SGD282(Inclusive of tax). I'm sure one month after getting my new job, I am gonna fly to HK once more even if it's a short trip.

Cooking pacifies my mind

Black glutinous rice dessert with sago and coconut cream(santan). Yup, it's what i cooked just now and it has cleared my mind off some dillemmas, or disturbances that have been plaguing my rational thinking for the past few days. Of course, when it comes to cooking, it's downright procedural at first, as you need to know the right proportion of ingredients beforehand, as well as the cooking procedures, within which instinctive adjustments have to be made to ensure it comes out adequately sweet, sour, spicy, salty, having the sufficient "level of fire" as for soups, so on and so forth. Also, you have to cater for the taste of the people you are cooking for if you are making your meals in your family, needs for elderly members of the family since they are mostly likely to believe in Chinese medical studies in refraining from a certain kind of food to avoid aggravating their illnesses and taking certain kind of food to enhance a certain body function or general well-being of a person. There'll be some members of the family who crave for exceptionally hot and spicy dishes that not any ordinary person can easily consume! Is there a term by the name of socio-culinarism?Perhaps so, since we have different kind of food represented by different races and nationalities. Well, I indeed start to like cooking but not to extent of making it a career. Why not, people ask. Oh well, there are things that would remain good to be a hobby as if you make a hobby into a career opportunity, you might end up disliking it eventually.

Breaking up is hard to do

Don't feel like calling my gf anymore, as we always end up in disputes. It's something about personality clash, something to do also with family upbringing that has caused all those indifferences, friends were saying that couple do argue in order to improve their relationship, but is there a benchmark for me to abide by?Friends also said that it's such a long relationship, so if I let go it would go wasted. There is no benchmark for that, as if the flaws of the relationship are getting more and more prominent till a level that one is unable to tolerate any longer, then something has to be done after a dragging period so as not to waste each other's time any more.

Changing lane

Should I be accepting the position of Recruitment Consultant/Executive with the recruitment agency? I am just wondering if it's rewarding, then I should in fact just accept the job offer. Next Monday is gonna be the day by which I have to submit my feedback to the company. It's gonna be a 6-month probation and for the first three months it's very likely that I am not eligible to any commission, and even after that period, commissions would be paid two months later for each month. *Pondering*

Revisit to past

I'm back in Singapore now. In fact I came back by bus a couple of days ago. What am I thinking now?Hehe, I am thinking of my addiction to Friendster for two years already. I think I had been so fanatic about it that I opened an additional profile each for my primary school,secondary school and college. Feedbacks have been good since I have rallied near to 200 people for my primary school and a whopping 500 over people for my secondary school. So if there's anyone who wants to advertise in both my accounts, contact me immediately, as I can do that for you at a discounted rate. Haha. I am actually in dire straits, I need money now! Haha. Oh crap.

Had been browsing through some profiles in friendster just now and found out some really familiar faces. In primary school, someone actually borrowed money(20 cents I think haha) from my grandma when she went to pick me up. There was an occasion where I got bullied by a few girls during my Primary 2, and I still remember one of the girls' names was Chui Ping, and till now I still could not trace her back. Haha, it wasn't bullying completely, I was just being so shy that they actually talked to me and then teased me eventually. Haha, so funny! There's another primary school classmate who used to be the school and state swimmer, whose mother used to be my mother's colleague, so therefore, my mom used to always mention her name at home again and again back then. Sien. Haha. Another one was the smartest girl of the my primary school whose mother used to give arts tuition outside who just stayed at the house across the street. I used to idolise her because of her intelligence, always wondering how she used to study for exam. Haha. Let me think further first.......Hmmmmmmmmm....................

Secondary school. It's another memorable place. Really. Puppy loves, secret admirers, gangsters, office politics(fighting for president's position), marchings, falling in and out of love, copying homeworks etc. So many things happening that would have influenced the person that you have become of. All these seem to be groundbreaking at least to the weak minds of teenagers, but somehow, they would start to have their way of thinking towards things from that time onwards. Yuppers. I actually felt something like liking a girl when I was in Form 1(was it too late?haha), the girl who used to sit diagonally in the front row of my desk. Liked her ponytail hairstyle, it really looked cute to me. Darn, I was scared to near-to-death to even open my mouth to talk to her. Haha. Gosh. I still remember vividly that I cried on the last day of school of my Sec 1, because I was going to be promoted to a better class and wouldn't be in the same class as that girl. Crazy. Haha. Then in Sec 2. I met another her again. Yaya, you might be thinking that I was not loyal to love or something but give me a break, I bet other guys were also very likely to behave like that during the secondary school, come on! Haha, I got to know her better through Emil Chau's music. Yeah, strings of notes made us closer as friends. I remember that before that trip to the poultry farm in Sec 2, we didn't know each other early of the semester even though we were in the same class. But then again, we were in the same Sports House(Bintang House) and there was once we played volleyball together, she was in the opponent team. But I guess I didn't get noticed by her since thinking back now, I really looked so terrible that no girl would look at. Of course that doesn't mean that girls would look at me now la. Aiyoh. Anyway, back to the trip, it was the singing, yup, whose singing then?Hmmm.. singing of me and another good friend of mine on the bus while listening to the walkman with an inserted cassette of Emil Chau's first Cantonese album of mine. She was seated behind. We continued to sing till we slowly discovered that there was an echo of our singing but in a girl's voice. Haha, oh that was really umpteen years ago man. That was how the friendship bloomed like a flower. There was nothing happened between the two of us, just pure friendship, I think probably also due to my hyper-inactivity. Haha back then even though I used to have liking for girls, but still studies remained my top priority. I was too innocent as well I guess.

Library in my sec school. Another nostalgic place......I was a librarian. Liked a junior librarian. Enjoyed talking to her, love her smiles, then I sent her a stalk of rose on Valentine's day, didn't confess to her because didn't really know the actual way.Basically, I didn't know that I had to ask her directly when she wanted to be my girlfriend or not. Stupid lor. Haha. Later on, she got attached but the boyfriend was definitely not me. Sorrows unleashed and I was truly heartbroken even though it never actually started. Lessons learnt though. I was the class monitor for Sec 4 & 5, well nothing much to say about that, except that people think that I seemed to be always listening to teachers' instruction, seeming to them as some sort of way to "polish their shoes". Haha, oh well, orders must be followed and silence should be observed in the class. Well, I thought that I had become the pain of asses of my Malay classmates back then. Just couldn't stand them running around in class and playing truance from time to time. Haha, well maybe you hate class monitors, but I think as for me I had really fulfilled my job throughout the two years. Had many tuitions, tuition centres and private group tuitions as well. Basically, these tuitions were given by tutors who had qualifications to teach, at least for my Science subjects. When I came to Singapore, I was quite suprised that tutors here were mainly students of tertiary institutions. Hmm, never mind about that. Joined the Red Crescent Society at school for 4 years, it was a good experience for me to learn about First Aid and team work. Loved the marchings a lot in fact. Commanded the junior troop for several times, but it felt nicer to be marching in the line after all. Haha.

GCE Cambridge A Level....done it at a private college in Kuala Lumpur which was not far or near Petaling Jaya,my hometown. It was my first time staying away from home, at a hostel with one roommate. Ah Wong was my roommate throughout the whole course. Stayed in Block G, yeah I still remember...Room 313. Thinking back, I wonder how did I survive in such a shabby hostel. Block E was my favourite block, as it had all the girls that I used to like. Hahahaha. But anyway, I did not feel comfortable at first as I found it difficult to adjust to a new environment, with so many new friends from all over the states of Malaysia. Most of my classmates were local, as in Kuala Lumpur people. I was labelled as the PJ boy. But generally it was fine, they were quite hospitable,nice people. Yeah my class was SN0a. Worst thing to happen after the 1st sem of the course was that one of my classmates with whom I got quite close to passed away due to a motorcycle accident, and I was absolutely shocked upon hearing that, and I initially thought that it was a joke when my other classmate phoned me to relate to me that accident. Gosh. From that moment onwards, I told myself I won't go and get a motorcycle license as it was really dangerous even though it would look cool. I still remember that we went to Jusco in Wangsa Maju together to buy clothes one night. I was in fact devastated upon knowing his demise.

Anyway, later on I started to like a girl who used to sit behind me. Haha I know it's all about close proximity. I felt that this girl was ultra friendly to anyone, but perhaps I didn't realise that so that's why I started to have some feelings towards her. But she seemed very popular among the guys at college, seemed to have lotsa friends and she was with the Xia Xiang Duan. I wanted to join that but was refused entry because my inability to speak proper Mandarin back then. ARgh. Haha. Oh well, gone was my opportunity. I wasn't confident of my appearance too. So I tried improving myself, I thought that it might be a good idea that I buy new and oustanding clothes so that I would really get noticed by her. Yeah, so superficial was I, childlish it may seem, and I thought that I'd overdone it sometimes. Haha. Money I thought invested, had been wasted if I think back of the way I handled this thing. It was not about all those after all. Definitely a matter of attitude and compatibility with her. And guts to confess were never really there. Haha as usual. There was once I managed to ask her out or a night meeting, wanting to tell her how I felt about her, but ended up saying that I liked another girl in her class. Wahahahhaa. Kanasai~! She was really good and nice, I remember her cup of honey for me when I had incessant coughs. It will remain as a sweet memory, story of a one-way love revolving around a cup of honey drink. Another thing I remember was two girls of my classmates always come to borrow my bicycle. Haha. Really funny because back then I looked quite serious and when one of them wanted to borrow my bicycle, I heard that she didn't dare to ask from me and had to make a friend of hers to tag along and ask me. Haha, yuppers, when I don't smile, I look fierce, of course even now it's like that as I have been borned like that. It can't be helped already. I just felt that it was soooo difficult to smile to others, that means I didn't really adapt well in staying in hostel even for more than half a year. The grass the other side is always greener, and so do the girls. Eh, not greener, but prettier. Haha. Yuppers. I had great time spending time with neighbours who stayed along the corridor of my hostel floor. I think maybe we had to endure staying in that shabby hostel till we shared a lot of pain, and also pleasure when it comes to playing together. Haha...steven, ah chai, ah wong, shyan, epanloo, some juniors whom I've forgotten their names, and whistling at girls when they came to our block..Haha...playing magic cards, then crapping, blowing water, teasing one another,washing clothes in the bathroom, cooking instant noodles with water which was not really hot enough from the ever-breaking-down water dispenser,singing in the bathrooms, complaining about the other roommate's, mass-studying like a flock of birds into the study room, occasional trips out to Taman Bunga Raya, Wangsa Maju,Desa Setapak and the pasar malam at which I forgot the name already, talking about the hottest girl in the college, acting crazily with lotsa makeshift props, oh well, haha that was what I miss a lot back then.