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Tuesday, May 17, 2005 + The wackiest weekend this year + Many cows have jumped over the moon last weekend. Last week I announced to my impending resignation from my current job to the management. The place has great location and working hours, but shitty job satisfaction... having to think and act like a different person (even over the phone) for 4 hours a day ain't my cuppa tea. Personally, i'd love to give tuition in GP or English or somethin where the ladder to success is gently-sloping pile of bullshit. hahahaha... Today the i took up the manager's offer to work in surveys until my time here is thru. Hell, its far more stress-free... looks like me last week in the company ain't gonna be ass-draggin after all... Last week i also announced my oath to bestow upon the church youth their own comic strip in the church newsletter...by Sunday. Smooth move, genius. I guess the story planning, character development, costume design and script writing was the easy part. Groundwork and panelling kept me up until 4am on Saturday nite. (Cos i went out to dinner with Marcus n Nick... another smooth move which i'll discuss later). In hindsight, i thank God i was up... cos the fishtank blew a pipe at around 2am... and i was the only one awake. Damn thing was going all Deep Blue Sea on my hallway... damage control further delayed the works on the comic. Come Sunday morning the folks got up for church, blissfully unaware of the drama which unfolded the previous nite. Im pretty sure they would have been far more aware of it , had i been asleep before 2, adhering to the "early to bed, early to rise" philosophy. AND THE DAMN COMIC WAS STILL NOT IN INK!!! AAAHHHH!! Either way, i presented it to the Deaconess for editing, checkin for errors, ambiguity, or blasphemy... AND I PULLED THRU WITHOUT HAVIN TO CORRECT MY WORK ONCE!!! WHHHEEE!!! THANK GOD!!! But damn! i still had to get it down in ink! So after lunch i planted myself in the church office and i was so consumed in my work that nobody dared ask me what was i doing there...hahahha... The final draft came into being at 8:22pm that night. i had made good on my promise. i felt fuckin good. Sometimes u just need expletives as adverbs in the English language. So it has been decreed that May's newsletter shall witness the birth of "Lysander: Guardian Angel of The Synthesis youth group" Saturday nite with Marcus and Nick. Has a certain ring to it yes? wadeva. Some message got all Lost In Translation. I thoght i was 25mins late... turns out i was 35mins early. Marcus showed up pretty high... apparently his mocktails were spiked. Nick nearly compromised his manhood by buying a "Pony" brand T-shirt. We had dinner at Jack's Place and furiously debated about why the phrase "u cant have ur cake and eat it too" even exists, why ABBA sucks/rulz, why Nick the self-proclaimed Spawn Of Satan (or SOS), wld buy "Pony", and a whole shitload of other unmentionables. All the while, Jack's Place was supportin a conspiracy to make us buy watermelon juice. Torrential rain almost stranded us there. Getting wet = Nick doing the Wicked Witch of the West impression. Killer migrane meant Marcus needed some help with the cabs... who promptly went AWOL. Sunday nite saw the last matches of the EPL's 04/05 season. My main reason for reading the "New Paper" is over. Relegation battlers fought down to the last match. Congrads to West Brom... bottom of the table on saturday made a miraculous come-back to stay on for next season. Congards to Chelsea for winning the EPL Title and the Carling Cup, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!! Respect to Liverpool who actually beat us at the Champions League Cup. Respect to Everton, a team of nameless ones who sold their 2 best players and still made it to 4th place to see a place in next season's Champions League. My bed is starting to make audible noises.... much alike the song of the sirens... must.. obey... Zzzzzzzz Zzzzzz! raises wine glass ian wong beats around the bush@ 8:38 AM Comments: Post a Comment

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Tuesday, May 17, 2005

+ The wackiest weekend this year +

Many cows have jumped over the moon last weekend. Last week I announced to my impending resignation from my current job to the management. The place has great location and working hours, but shitty job satisfaction... having to think and act like a different person (even over the phone) for 4 hours a day ain't my cuppa tea. Personally, i'd love to give tuition in GP or English or somethin where the ladder to success is gently-sloping pile of bullshit. hahahaha... Today the i took up the manager's offer to work in surveys until my time here is thru. Hell, its far more stress-free... looks like me last week in the company ain't gonna be ass-draggin after all...

Last week i also announced my oath to bestow upon the church youth their own comic strip in the church newsletter...by Sunday. Smooth move, genius. I guess the story planning, character development, costume design and script writing was the easy part. Groundwork and panelling kept me up until 4am on Saturday nite. (Cos i went out to dinner with Marcus n Nick... another smooth move which i'll discuss later).
In hindsight, i thank God i was up... cos the fishtank blew a pipe at around 2am... and i was the only one awake. Damn thing was going all Deep Blue Sea on my hallway... damage control further delayed the works on the comic. Come Sunday morning the folks got up for church, blissfully unaware of the drama which unfolded the previous nite. Im pretty sure they would have been far more aware of it , had i been asleep before 2, adhering to the "early to bed, early to rise" philosophy. AND THE DAMN COMIC WAS STILL NOT IN INK!!! AAAHHHH!!
Either way, i presented it to the Deaconess for editing, checkin for errors, ambiguity, or blasphemy... AND I PULLED THRU WITHOUT HAVIN TO CORRECT MY WORK ONCE!!! WHHHEEE!!! THANK GOD!!! But damn! i still had to get it down in ink! So after lunch i planted myself in the church office and i was so consumed in my work that nobody dared ask me what was i doing there...hahahha...
The final draft came into being at 8:22pm that night. i had made good on my promise. i felt fuckin good. Sometimes u just need expletives as adverbs in the English language. So it has been decreed that May's newsletter shall witness the birth of "Lysander: Guardian Angel of The Synthesis youth group"

Saturday nite with Marcus and Nick. Has a certain ring to it yes? wadeva. Some message got all Lost In Translation. I thoght i was 25mins late... turns out i was 35mins early. Marcus showed up pretty high... apparently his mocktails were spiked. Nick nearly compromised his manhood by buying a "Pony" brand T-shirt. We had dinner at Jack's Place and furiously debated about why the phrase "u cant have ur cake and eat it too" even exists, why ABBA sucks/rulz, why Nick the self-proclaimed Spawn Of Satan (or SOS), wld buy "Pony", and a whole shitload of other unmentionables. All the while, Jack's Place was supportin a conspiracy to make us buy watermelon juice. Torrential rain almost stranded us there. Getting wet = Nick doing the Wicked Witch of the West impression. Killer migrane meant Marcus needed some help with the cabs... who promptly went AWOL.

Sunday nite saw the last matches of the EPL's 04/05 season. My main reason for reading the "New Paper" is over. Relegation battlers fought down to the last match.
Congrads to West Brom... bottom of the table on saturday made a miraculous come-back to stay on for next season.
Congards to Chelsea for winning the EPL Title and the Carling Cup, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS!!!
Respect to Liverpool who actually beat us at the Champions League Cup.
Respect to Everton, a team of nameless ones who sold their 2 best players and still made it to 4th place to see a place in next season's Champions League.

My bed is starting to make audible noises.... much alike the song of the sirens... must.. obey... Zzzzzzzz

Zzzzzz! *raises wine glass*

ian wong beats around the bush@ 8:38 AM

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