sigh… yep, it’s that time again… when one by one, my colleagues are leaving the place. Today is Camp’s last day. In 2 weeks, it’ll be Steve’s. Then TT’s. Then Celine’s. I can’t believe she quit before me!!! *WAIL!* We went thru the entire Project-B shit and we’re still going thru it now and I can’t imagine doing it on my own coz we’ve been doing it together all this while i.e. “You die, I die… we die together, ya?”, that sort of thing.

Well, I think that’s pretty much all the “old folks”. Except for me. The rest are newbies, most of whom I dunno. Sometimes, these ppl came and go and I dun even know who they are when I read their farewell emails!! Sad, huh??

We had Camp’s farewell lunch at Cafe & Brew, here at the other end of Plaza Damansara, near Maybank. Food’s ok, portion quite big. Am so stuffed, oof!

Me, Steve, and Celine were taking each other’s pics with our mobile phones so we could use them as our contact pics (yeah, when u got a whole bunch of ppl working in this industry, u’ll see us playing with our mobile phones virtually anywhere and at any time!).

I like this pic that Steve took of me and which is now my contact pic on his phone.

Wow, I just received one of the nicest compliments from my colleagues.

C : U look so good these days! Wat’s ur secret ah?
Me : Huh? I do?? I thought I look more ‘chaaan’, not enuf sleep and all *turning to another colleague* Mel, wat do u think? Do I look glowy?
C : No lar… u look like u’ve got a glow abt u
Me : Ooooooooo… really ah? But I dun feel glowy at all
Mel : Must be lurve *cheeky smile*
C : Well, u LOOK glowy… yah, must be lurve… can give me some ah???
Me : Sure, come and get some of my glow *me and C waving our hands towards each other*

Yeah… we’re a bunch of crackpots, lol! Hhhhmmm… I wonder if I glow in the dark…

Oh, I stumbled upon this tag (the very last entry at the bottom of the page) from my sis back in Oct 05 when I was looking thru her archives, trying to see if she blogged any books that she’d wanted to get.

A list of seven things seem pretty long, I dunno whether I can think of that many things! But anyway, here’s my list of Seven (all in no particular order):

Seven things I plan to do before I die (not all are earth-shattering stuff):

1. Visit the whole of India

2. Start up my own animal sanctuary, something similar to Best Friends

3. Win the lottery (haha! fat chance seeing that I dun even BUY the lottery… not yet anyway, hehe)

4. Get a new car!

5. Find a life partner and have a lasting, meaningful relationship

6. Build a library in my house (current or future) to store all my books and so I can buy MORE books!

7. Get my navel pierced again

Seven things I could do:

1. Be more patient at home and at work

2. Be less crabby

3. Stop procrastinating and start working on my biz plan so I dun have to work for crappy employers

4. Stop complaining and start doing

5. Be more positive

6. Dun let ppl bother me with their shitty attitudes

7. Be more assertive

Seven celebrity crushes (dun really have any but these are the actors that I like for their acting lar):

1. Joaquin Phoenix – liked him in Qwills

2. John Cusack

3. Gary Sinise

4. Gene Kelly

5. Ewan McGregor

6. Jake Gyllenhaal (dunno how to spell his last name)

7. Elijah Wood – yes yes, I used to be crazy abt him when I was still in school. Those blue blue eyes…. *swoon*

Seven often repeated words:

1. Duh

2. Okaaaaaaaaaaay

3. Uhhhhhh

4. Hallo! (in a sarcastic tone)

5. Hmph (well, this is more of a sound than an actual word)

6. Shit

7. Sien (on YM with my colleagues)

Seven physical traits that I look for in the opposite sex (not all are mandatory lar – I’m not perfect either!):

1. A face that I find appealing – Dun have to be drop dead gorgeous but I have to be able to look at his face without feeling the urge to puke. This is quite subjective coz one man’s meat is another’s poison, and all that.

2. Height – I like wearing heels, especially 3-inch heels so he has to be taller than me when I’m in my heels coz I dun wanna be looking at the top of his head the entire time.

3. Well-groomed & clean – I cannot cannot stand men who are scruffy and look like sumthin the cat dragged in! Dun have to be all decked out in Armani or Hermes but must be clean lar…

4. Beard and/or moustache is a no no – dun like facial hair.

5. Non-scrawny legs – have u noticed that a LOT of guys – whether they’re buffed, really nice build, fat, thin, etc. – have really scrawny legs??? Sometimes, when I see an ok-looking guy and then look down to his legs and they’re like twigs, it’s a total turn-off. So, non-scrawny legs required.

6. Reasonable complexion – dun need to have porcelain-like skin but shouldn’t have volcano-like craters or entirely covered with spots.

7. Hair – must be reasonable fashionable. Shouldn’t look like he just put a bowl on his head and cut around it.

Seven things I do to make myself happy:

1. Play with my kats

2. Spend time with family/the other half/good friends – depending on whose company I prefer at that particular time

3. Get in a good salsa session at the clubs

4. Go for my Odissi class and get a good workout

5. Bury my nose in a good book

6. Buy shoes/bags… but more shoes lar

7. Sleep! Can never get enuf sleep…

No one to tag… whoever feels like doing this, just do lar… )

The smallness of our world never fails to astound me each time I happen to meet/bump into people who have any links to me.

Some of the ppl I’ve bumped into, whom I’ve long forgotten or whom I thought was the last person I’d ever bump into or ppl who I don’t know personally but who has links to me:

• Yesterday, walking to my office from the car park, this lady approaches me and asks “Are you Ai Ling?”. Obviously, I reply Yes, with a “Who are you?” look on my face. Turns out she’s the ex’s friend, whom I’d met once or twice while we were still in college. I dunno how she managed to remember me after so long coz I certainly dun remember her, though her name was familiar but I couldn’t, for the life of me, remember how she looked like. Also, we’d apparently bumped into each other in Bangkok a few years back too! Now this I dun remember at all. I did go to BKK but I do not remember bumping into anyone I know while I was there!
• The Assistant Store Manager at the client’s outlet is from Convent Kajang, one year my junior.
• My current boss and ex-colleague at my current company are both from Convent Kajang: Boss -> 8 years my senior; Ex-colleague -> 1 year my senior
• One day, when I was walking towards my car at the car park after work, this lady in her car calls out and asks me “Are you Ng Ai Ling”. Yes, I reply and she says “I’m Azira!” and I go “Oh my gawd! Azira!” She’s my classmate from primary and schoolmate in secondary. She’s married with a kid now and works at SBB, which is just next to my office.
• The ex’s older brother was in the same college program as my sis at Sunway College. Me and the ex were in the same college program at Stamford College 5 years later.
• One of the Conlay Salsa competition finalists is also a Sutra student (not Christine).
• Shiva’s brother-in-law was one of the painters whose art was featured at Sutra last year.
• When I was at Vsource, one of the trainees was a friend of Steph’s.

Am sure there’re lots more encounters that I haven’t recalled…

So there we were – Sam, Aisha, sis, Rizal, CL and me – at Starbucks, playing with the new pack of RM0.90 Old Maid cards that Sam and Aisha had bought from MPH.

We’d played 2-3 games of the normal Old Maid, where all cards except an Old Maid card has its pair so Rizal came up with the bright idea “Let’s just randomly pick out one card from the pack so we won’t know which card that doesn’t have its pair and we’ll only know when the last person ends up with it”.

So, ok… CL (I think) shuffles the cards and Sam picks out one card (without looking at it first, of course) and Aisha stuffs it into the box. At this point, none of us knew wat that card was.

So there we were, playing it UNTIL……… I ended up with last card…. AND…. it was the OLD MAID card!!! Wat are the odds of Sam picking out the Old Maid card among 12-13 pairs of other cards, including the Old Maid pair????!!!! Kinda freaky, eh???

Anyway, we dismissed it as a mere coincidence. And played on. Rizal shuffles the cards next, splits the card pile into half and my sis picks out one card and puts it into the box. Again, none of us knows wat the card is. Playing, playing, playing… and it’s down to Sam, Rizal, and me. At this point, I remark “Eh, the Old Maid pair is still not out yet leh” and everyone goes “ooooooooooo”. Sam’s done, me and Rizal left. Rizal has one card, I have 2 and one of them is the Old Maid. Rizal’s turn to pick a card from me. He picks the Old Maid and DOESN’T PUT IT DOWN WITH ITS PAIR!!!! *gasp!!!!!* At this point, I was going “oooooooeerrr, this is weird” in my head. I pick a card from Rizal, put down my last pair, which is NOT THE OLD MAID!!!

Sooooooooo… wat are the odds of 2 different people picking out an Old Maid card from the pile of 24-26 cards at 2 separate games at 2 different times??????? Once, it’s fine… maybe just a coincidence. But TWICE??!!!

Power of the mind, perhaps??? Maybe all of us were thinking either “Let that be the Old Maid” or “Let that NOT be the Old Maid” while the card was being picked out but the fact was, maybe ALL of us were thinking abt the Old Maid at that point in time and all our energy was focused on the Old Maid, that’s why both times, the Old Maid card got picked… but then again…..

Creepy or wat, u tell me….. *Twilight Zone theme*

I have been wrongly accused… hmph…

See, somehow it doesn’t pay to be NICE… BAH! (

Next time, I should just take a picture of wat I write so that I’ll have proof… hmph…

Client sends an email at 7:11pm on Wednesday to schedule a 9:30am meeting on Thursday. WTF???!!!!!

I hate clients!!

Blurgh… back to work after 2 days off (4, if you count the weekend). And I’m sooooo not in the mood to work! I need a holiday to get over my holiday! Haha! :p

Well, at least Blogger’s working now. I can actually access my site! Yay!

So much junk to follow up on today… bleecckk… 2 days off and so many emails! Gah! Not good, not good. Now I’m having a headache as well, double whammy (

Sigh… maybe I shouldn’t take breaks… seems like it does more harm than good… oooeeerrr..

I can’t get into my own blog page!!! ACK!!! I get this!:

I have no authorization to access my own blog site???!!!! It was fine yesterday!!! *WAAIILL!!* Anyone know why????? ( Could it be they changed the firewall settings on our server?? Cannot be rite, i can access other blog sites… how how HOW???!!! (

Here’s something for u ppl out there who are stressed and would like nothing better than to do THIS. ;o)