Saturday, January 06, 2007
It's Saturday and having just completed phase one of spring-cleaning in which I cleared my room of 4 recycle bags worth of assorted rubbish, I guess it's time to work on this long overdue first post of year 2007.
So, it's been one month at my new job. Although I can't say I am the most gainfully employed, I am pretty much content. My workplace is just a one-song commute from my house (i.e. if you start playing a song of average length from the time you board the bus, it ends by the time you alight, give or take a few seconds), my superiors are very nice and somewhat charismatic people, I frequent the giantess mall called Vivocity like one would his neighbourhood grocery store, and most importantly, I don't dread going to work, not like how I used to dread going to school and booking in to camp. I think it has to do with the fact that I am paid on an hourly basis, so more work means more money, which also explains why I don't look forward to public holidays as much nowadays. Talk about monetary incentives.
The only downside, I don't have much of a life. My social life in the office is non-existent, I have lunch alone (YOU know what to do don't you? =P) and I reach home at a not-so-civil hour that is 7pm, by when yulebaifenbai has already ended and so has the (chinese) news. With less than 4 hours left before bedtime, it's a challenge to be able to have A Life, really. And I'm only talking about days when I don't have tuition to teach after work.
Enough about work. Here's something more light-hearted. As mentioned earlier, I was spring-cleaning my room just now. As I was browsing through the pile of childhood debris that I didn't quite have the heart to throw away, I had a good laugh when I saw the things we did as awkward adolescents in the past. This is one of them.
It's the 1A class list prepared by Ms Tan Qinlei, the then-welfare rep who recently also organised the 2A class gathering (what a surreal name)! To my amusement, the heading reads, "Telephone Nos of Bengs and Lians". Well, I have no idea why the best Sec 1 class would deign to be called Bengs and Lians. Maybe it was fashionable at that time? I can't remember. But what really tickled me was the footnote.
How very phony was that! The following year, we were promoted to 2Alienz (better, but still awfully childish) and the same prank call warning was issued in the class list, but no more 'you are encourage(d) to give each other birthday presents' or anything along that line, thankfully. Haha.
Kids.
So, it's been one month at my new job. Although I can't say I am the most gainfully employed, I am pretty much content. My workplace is just a one-song commute from my house (i.e. if you start playing a song of average length from the time you board the bus, it ends by the time you alight, give or take a few seconds), my superiors are very nice and somewhat charismatic people, I frequent the giantess mall called Vivocity like one would his neighbourhood grocery store, and most importantly, I don't dread going to work, not like how I used to dread going to school and booking in to camp. I think it has to do with the fact that I am paid on an hourly basis, so more work means more money, which also explains why I don't look forward to public holidays as much nowadays. Talk about monetary incentives.
The only downside, I don't have much of a life. My social life in the office is non-existent, I have lunch alone (YOU know what to do don't you? =P) and I reach home at a not-so-civil hour that is 7pm, by when yulebaifenbai has already ended and so has the (chinese) news. With less than 4 hours left before bedtime, it's a challenge to be able to have A Life, really. And I'm only talking about days when I don't have tuition to teach after work.
Enough about work. Here's something more light-hearted. As mentioned earlier, I was spring-cleaning my room just now. As I was browsing through the pile of childhood debris that I didn't quite have the heart to throw away, I had a good laugh when I saw the things we did as awkward adolescents in the past. This is one of them.
It's the 1A class list prepared by Ms Tan Qinlei, the then-welfare rep who recently also organised the 2A class gathering (what a surreal name)! To my amusement, the heading reads, "Telephone Nos of Bengs and Lians". Well, I have no idea why the best Sec 1 class would deign to be called Bengs and Lians. Maybe it was fashionable at that time? I can't remember. But what really tickled me was the footnote.
How very phony was that! The following year, we were promoted to 2Alienz (better, but still awfully childish) and the same prank call warning was issued in the class list, but no more 'you are encourage(d) to give each other birthday presents' or anything along that line, thankfully. Haha.
Kids.
posted @ 4:12 PM