RMJ Entry #31:
It's a cold gloomy day today. Feels like winter snuck up on us early. I don't know if it's the weather or if it's because I woke up early and came to work early, but something is mellowing me out. Another possibility is that our station just finished one big project and is stalling on the start of another. Whatever it is that's causing my mellowness, my subordinates are probably hoping for more of it. I sure am yelling at them less because of my mellow mood. Maybe I shouldn't use the word "yell" cuz I don't really "yell" at them anyway. "Demand" is more the term I guess. Maybe. Maybe not. Whatever. But for sure I'm not asking for much from them today. Heck I'm not asking for much from myself either. Everyone is just having a chilled out day here.
Chloe
Ethan
Wednesday, July 30, 2003
Monday, July 28, 2003
RMJ Entry #30: 2003 International New Talent Singing Championship @ GGP
This event took place Saturday, July 26, 2003 at the Band Shell Auditorium in GGP. It was the first ever Chinese outdoor concert in GGP's history. It turned out pretty nicely. Like WTW said it was very crowded. I was pleasantly surprised by the outcome. The fact that it was a free show played largely to this I bet. The show was good. The contestants weren't bad at all. Some side performances dragged a bit though. There were a few bloopers with the mics, but nothing too drastic. Overall I'm happy with it. Heard some spectators broke out into a fight but I was too busy to notice. They might have been fighting for standing space.
Those in the Bay Area, we're airing this in Sept. Stay tuned.
For me, this is 1 project down and 2 more to go in the foreseeable future.
WTW: thanks for stopping by.
This event took place Saturday, July 26, 2003 at the Band Shell Auditorium in GGP. It was the first ever Chinese outdoor concert in GGP's history. It turned out pretty nicely. Like WTW said it was very crowded. I was pleasantly surprised by the outcome. The fact that it was a free show played largely to this I bet. The show was good. The contestants weren't bad at all. Some side performances dragged a bit though. There were a few bloopers with the mics, but nothing too drastic. Overall I'm happy with it. Heard some spectators broke out into a fight but I was too busy to notice. They might have been fighting for standing space.
Those in the Bay Area, we're airing this in Sept. Stay tuned.
For me, this is 1 project down and 2 more to go in the foreseeable future.
WTW: thanks for stopping by.
RMJ Entry #29:
Yesterday 2 teens in San Jose were playing a game. They threw punches at each other until one gave up. Oh boy did one of them give up. In fact, he DIED. And the other is charged with involuntary manslaughter. What kind of moron game was that? Whatever happened to Duck-Duck-Goose or Simon Says?
Yesterday 2 teens in San Jose were playing a game. They threw punches at each other until one gave up. Oh boy did one of them give up. In fact, he DIED. And the other is charged with involuntary manslaughter. What kind of moron game was that? Whatever happened to Duck-Duck-Goose or Simon Says?
Sunday, July 20, 2003
RMJ Entry #27:
Which would you rather?
- Park under the blazing sun and return later to a sizzling hot car?
or
- Park in the shades under a tree and return later to car smothered with bird poop?
Yours truly happened to have chosen the latter and as a result spent an hour this weekend washing away the damages.
Speaking of washing my car, I noticed the poor thing is really beginning to show signs of its age. My Little Red Riding Hood is 11 years old. It had never suffered any serious damage (knock on wood), but it does have the usual wear and tear - a little dent here, a tiny dint there, patches of faded paint here, and speckles of chipped paint there. Washing it this weekend, I also noticed tiny little cracks on the front emblem. Oh no, not the emblem - the symbol of my Little Red Riding Hood's identity! Now I really feel bad for not taking better care of it. I thought I did, but I guess I didn't.
Which would you rather?
- Park under the blazing sun and return later to a sizzling hot car?
or
- Park in the shades under a tree and return later to car smothered with bird poop?
Yours truly happened to have chosen the latter and as a result spent an hour this weekend washing away the damages.
Speaking of washing my car, I noticed the poor thing is really beginning to show signs of its age. My Little Red Riding Hood is 11 years old. It had never suffered any serious damage (knock on wood), but it does have the usual wear and tear - a little dent here, a tiny dint there, patches of faded paint here, and speckles of chipped paint there. Washing it this weekend, I also noticed tiny little cracks on the front emblem. Oh no, not the emblem - the symbol of my Little Red Riding Hood's identity! Now I really feel bad for not taking better care of it. I thought I did, but I guess I didn't.
Saturday, July 19, 2003
RMJ Entry #26:
We all have a list of people we appreciate, e.g. our significant others, families, friends. Might I add another to that list - people with whom we have great conversations?
Have you ever come across someone who is so in sync with you that the two of you just feed off each other in your dialogue? For example, when you say 1 + 2 = 3, he/she follows through with 3 + 4 = 7. Then you: 7 + 8 = 15. Him/her: 15 + 16 = 31. 31 + 32 = 63. 63 + 64 = 127. Between the two of you, this can go on and on. Sometimes it may even get so deep that you guys are on to 958463 x 3599 = 3449508337. 3449508337 / 9775 = 352890.87847. 352890.87847 x 7843.396 = 2767862904.6. You get the picture - one party's input feeds the other's.
One may question, "Wouldn't someone as in sync with you as this be someone very close to you like your significant other, family, or friend and thus brings you back to the original list of people you appreciate?" Not necessarily. True this person can very well be a subset of the aforementioned categories, but he/she can also be your next door neighbor, your workout partner, your mailman, your supermarket clerk, or even the stranger you spoke with on the bus this morning. That half-hour conversation you two struck up on your way to work might be more absorbing than any conversation you'll ever have with your husband/wife. Don't shrug off this possibility cuz it's, um, possible.
Now, how many of these people do we come across in life? Some of you may be fortunate enough to have stumbled upon many. But your less fortunate counterparts probably never experienced such blissful encounters. So count your blessings. Appreciate every person with whom you can strike up an exciting conversation.
We all have a list of people we appreciate, e.g. our significant others, families, friends. Might I add another to that list - people with whom we have great conversations?
Have you ever come across someone who is so in sync with you that the two of you just feed off each other in your dialogue? For example, when you say 1 + 2 = 3, he/she follows through with 3 + 4 = 7. Then you: 7 + 8 = 15. Him/her: 15 + 16 = 31. 31 + 32 = 63. 63 + 64 = 127. Between the two of you, this can go on and on. Sometimes it may even get so deep that you guys are on to 958463 x 3599 = 3449508337. 3449508337 / 9775 = 352890.87847. 352890.87847 x 7843.396 = 2767862904.6. You get the picture - one party's input feeds the other's.
One may question, "Wouldn't someone as in sync with you as this be someone very close to you like your significant other, family, or friend and thus brings you back to the original list of people you appreciate?" Not necessarily. True this person can very well be a subset of the aforementioned categories, but he/she can also be your next door neighbor, your workout partner, your mailman, your supermarket clerk, or even the stranger you spoke with on the bus this morning. That half-hour conversation you two struck up on your way to work might be more absorbing than any conversation you'll ever have with your husband/wife. Don't shrug off this possibility cuz it's, um, possible.
Now, how many of these people do we come across in life? Some of you may be fortunate enough to have stumbled upon many. But your less fortunate counterparts probably never experienced such blissful encounters. So count your blessings. Appreciate every person with whom you can strike up an exciting conversation.
Whoa, look at all these responses to my private little saga. Then again it wasn't private anymore once I posted it on something as public as the WWW right? Anyhow, thank you all for reading my rant and for caring enough to put in your thoughts. Yes Red, your input, and that of WTW, did offer much consolation. They soothed the evil side in me that believes if we (women) suffer, they (men) should too!
Friday, July 18, 2003
It's quite painful. The device is called a catheter. It's basically like a large needle 16 inches long. Imagine a knitting needle. I 've seen in first hand at the ER. When I saw the way the doc put that thing in, I was almost able to feel the pain. My legs automatically squeezed together. Nice huh?!
Red: It's totally natural to have a yucky, violated feeling right after such a personal procedure. Afterall, your doctor is still a stranger to you, butting into you personal issues. And worst of all, she came at you with some cold, metallic tools! If it's any consolation, I have heard that the boys endure worse pain when testing for std's. The doctors insert some long, needle-like tool right into their pee pee canals to scrape up things that might not belong there. OUCH! So, maybe God is a girl afterall.
Thursday, July 17, 2003
RMJ Entry 25:
Warning: I'm gonna get a little (or maybe a lot) personal on this one. Here goes...
I should have scheduled an emergency session with a shrink after my Pap smear. Boy did my mental state after it qualify me to seek counseling! THAT DISTURBING PAIN bothered me all day long! I'm not kidding. The pain was disturbing and I was disturbed. The entire ordeal only lasted about a minute but all day after it I kept remembering THAT PAIN. That excruciating minute kept repeating itself in my mind over and over and over AND OVER again. Every time it did, I cringed. I tensed up. I crunched my fist so tight that you would have thought I was gonna punch you. Gosh darn it, I might have! Would a shrink have helped my situation? I don't know. But at least he/she would have been there to listen to me to bit**. And now my friends, you guys bear the load of me bit**ing. (Redpanther: behold Crazy.)
Warning: I'm gonna get a little (or maybe a lot) personal on this one. Here goes...
I should have scheduled an emergency session with a shrink after my Pap smear. Boy did my mental state after it qualify me to seek counseling! THAT DISTURBING PAIN bothered me all day long! I'm not kidding. The pain was disturbing and I was disturbed. The entire ordeal only lasted about a minute but all day after it I kept remembering THAT PAIN. That excruciating minute kept repeating itself in my mind over and over and over AND OVER again. Every time it did, I cringed. I tensed up. I crunched my fist so tight that you would have thought I was gonna punch you. Gosh darn it, I might have! Would a shrink have helped my situation? I don't know. But at least he/she would have been there to listen to me to bit**. And now my friends, you guys bear the load of me bit**ing. (Redpanther: behold Crazy.)
Wednesday, July 16, 2003
RMJ Entry 24:
Suspicion: God thinks women have higher thresholds of pain than men.
Reason for suspicion: God entrusted the responsibility of childbirth to women.
Suspicion: Doctors think women have higher thresholds of pain than men.
Reason for suspicion: Doctors invented the Pap smear for women to endure every frigg'n year.
My thoughts on Pap smears - #%@&#@% !!!!
Suspicion: God thinks women have higher thresholds of pain than men.
Reason for suspicion: God entrusted the responsibility of childbirth to women.
Suspicion: Doctors think women have higher thresholds of pain than men.
Reason for suspicion: Doctors invented the Pap smear for women to endure every frigg'n year.
My thoughts on Pap smears - #%@&#@% !!!!
Tuesday, July 15, 2003
RMJ Entry #23:
Oh the things I'll do to procrastinate at work.
- I check on the performances of my coworkers' computers. I'm such a concerned unofficial IT person.
- I walk around the block after lunch to reap the health benefits of a light exercise. Yep...uh huh...very healthy. Saves my sanity too.
- I rearrange my desk to give myself a "change in scenery". Move the computer from one side of the desk to the other. Rotate the pictures in the picture frames. Behold my "new" office.
- I price check airfares for my hypothetical vacations. Even daydreams come with price tags!
- And of course, I blog.
Yes, I understand all this comes with consequences. Procrastination doesn't equal cancellation. Putting responsibilities off doesn't eliminate them. Annoyingly, they still loom in the background, haunting you, tormenting you.
Oh the things I'll do to procrastinate at work.
- I check on the performances of my coworkers' computers. I'm such a concerned unofficial IT person.
- I walk around the block after lunch to reap the health benefits of a light exercise. Yep...uh huh...very healthy. Saves my sanity too.
- I rearrange my desk to give myself a "change in scenery". Move the computer from one side of the desk to the other. Rotate the pictures in the picture frames. Behold my "new" office.
- I price check airfares for my hypothetical vacations. Even daydreams come with price tags!
- And of course, I blog.
Yes, I understand all this comes with consequences. Procrastination doesn't equal cancellation. Putting responsibilities off doesn't eliminate them. Annoyingly, they still loom in the background, haunting you, tormenting you.
Thursday, July 10, 2003
RMJ Entry #22:
Bozodo, any news on Elliott Smith yet? Like you waiting for Elliott Smith to put out an album, I've been waiting for Dido to come out with a new release. Finally, the end to my wait is near. Her new album is due out September 16. Last night, as I was driving home from the gym, I heard her new song "White Flag" for the first time. I turned on the radio in the middle of the song and immediately, without having to wait for the DJ to announce the song, I knew it was her. There is no mistaking her style and her voice. Woohoo...I can't wait to get my hands on her new album. She's one of my favorite artists, if not the favorite. Heck I even have the tune to "Thank You" on my voicemail's outgoing message.
Bozodo, any news on Elliott Smith yet? Like you waiting for Elliott Smith to put out an album, I've been waiting for Dido to come out with a new release. Finally, the end to my wait is near. Her new album is due out September 16. Last night, as I was driving home from the gym, I heard her new song "White Flag" for the first time. I turned on the radio in the middle of the song and immediately, without having to wait for the DJ to announce the song, I knew it was her. There is no mistaking her style and her voice. Woohoo...I can't wait to get my hands on her new album. She's one of my favorite artists, if not the favorite. Heck I even have the tune to "Thank You" on my voicemail's outgoing message.
Wednesday, July 09, 2003
Tuesday, July 08, 2003
RMJ Entry #21:
I went on a mini-vacation to Southern California this past weekend. It was a much-needed break from my busy work schedule. On Thursday, the last day of work before the break, I was very frustrated and stressed. Hence my July 3rd entry in Wanwanha's blog site. Fortunately, the thought of the then-forthcoming trip got me through the day.
Then throughout the 4 days of shopping, strolling along the beach, hiking, and hanging out with my friend, I let out all the frustration and stress. I had a wonderful time and did not let anything bother me, not even the notoriously dreadful LA traffic nor the two calls I received from subordinates with work-related inquiries. The relaxation mode I imposed on myself helped to swat away any annoyance those elements tend to bring. (Here I would like to thank my friend for her impeccable hospitality. You know who you are!)
One would think a relaxing break such as this would condition me to return to work fully recharged and ready to tackle the day-to-day challenges. I usually return to work from trips with a certain amount of vitality or, at the very least, a willingness to carry on until the next vacation. Alas, this is not the case this time. The moment I walked through my office door this morning, I was greeted with the abominable responsibility of crisis management - not quite the welcome back I envisioned. After putting out the fire, I moved on to other more routine duties - duties stuck with me throughout my 5-year tenure at this job.
Was this mini-vacation too small to revitalize my enthusiasm for work? Or is 5 years of routine too dreary? Does this mean I need a longer vacation? Or is it calling for me to find something new? Am I just going through a phase? Or am I at a lackluster? I'm 28. How many more 5 years can I handle?
I went on a mini-vacation to Southern California this past weekend. It was a much-needed break from my busy work schedule. On Thursday, the last day of work before the break, I was very frustrated and stressed. Hence my July 3rd entry in Wanwanha's blog site. Fortunately, the thought of the then-forthcoming trip got me through the day.
Then throughout the 4 days of shopping, strolling along the beach, hiking, and hanging out with my friend, I let out all the frustration and stress. I had a wonderful time and did not let anything bother me, not even the notoriously dreadful LA traffic nor the two calls I received from subordinates with work-related inquiries. The relaxation mode I imposed on myself helped to swat away any annoyance those elements tend to bring. (Here I would like to thank my friend for her impeccable hospitality. You know who you are!)
One would think a relaxing break such as this would condition me to return to work fully recharged and ready to tackle the day-to-day challenges. I usually return to work from trips with a certain amount of vitality or, at the very least, a willingness to carry on until the next vacation. Alas, this is not the case this time. The moment I walked through my office door this morning, I was greeted with the abominable responsibility of crisis management - not quite the welcome back I envisioned. After putting out the fire, I moved on to other more routine duties - duties stuck with me throughout my 5-year tenure at this job.
Was this mini-vacation too small to revitalize my enthusiasm for work? Or is 5 years of routine too dreary? Does this mean I need a longer vacation? Or is it calling for me to find something new? Am I just going through a phase? Or am I at a lackluster? I'm 28. How many more 5 years can I handle?
Wednesday, July 02, 2003
RMJ Entry #20:
The DVD of "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days" released yesterday. I saw this movie when it was showing at the theaters and somehow someway completely fell in love with it. Though I do have a history of fondness towards romantic comedies, I was surprised by how much I liked this particular one. I don't know if it's the ever-so-cute Kate Hudson, or the oh-so-charming Matthew McConaughey, or the way-too-romantic-to-be-true storyline. But something really chimed in with me.
I didn't just fall for the film, I also became infatuated with one of the songs on its soundtrack - "Feels Like Home" by Chantal Kreviazuk. This song is soft, sweet, and touching - all the attributes that should make me SICK. It is SICK how I adore this movie. It is DISGUSTING how I love this song. But I DO adore this movie and I DO love this song. In fact, I am listening to the song as I write this blog and I will order the DVD once I'm done. Kudos to the masterminds behind this film. You've got my buck.
PS. Sorry to pull a Bridget Jones on you people all of a sudden. If there is a ratings system on these blogs as there is on TV shows, I would not be surprised if this one plunges in the numbers. But I'm just being true to the title of this site...it's all my random mumbo jumbo.
The DVD of "How To Lose A Guy In 10 Days" released yesterday. I saw this movie when it was showing at the theaters and somehow someway completely fell in love with it. Though I do have a history of fondness towards romantic comedies, I was surprised by how much I liked this particular one. I don't know if it's the ever-so-cute Kate Hudson, or the oh-so-charming Matthew McConaughey, or the way-too-romantic-to-be-true storyline. But something really chimed in with me.
I didn't just fall for the film, I also became infatuated with one of the songs on its soundtrack - "Feels Like Home" by Chantal Kreviazuk. This song is soft, sweet, and touching - all the attributes that should make me SICK. It is SICK how I adore this movie. It is DISGUSTING how I love this song. But I DO adore this movie and I DO love this song. In fact, I am listening to the song as I write this blog and I will order the DVD once I'm done. Kudos to the masterminds behind this film. You've got my buck.
PS. Sorry to pull a Bridget Jones on you people all of a sudden. If there is a ratings system on these blogs as there is on TV shows, I would not be surprised if this one plunges in the numbers. But I'm just being true to the title of this site...it's all my random mumbo jumbo.
Tuesday, July 01, 2003
RMJ Entry #19:
Oh gosh, it's already July. It seems the first half of 2003 zipped by with the blink of an eye. Chances are this second half will do the same. Time is going by too quickly for me! Any way of slowing it down??
My 12-year-old niece, whose first day of her life I remember as clearly as yesterday, started her period! Jeez, in my mind she's still a baby and in her's she's thinking what brand of pads!! Wings or no wings. Regular or thin. And get this...my other niece, all the 11 years old in her, has her own blog site that she uses to worship the boy in school who she has a crush on! Crush, fine. But blog site?? I've only had mine for less than a month! And I'm 28!! Are they growing up too fast or am I just too slow? I gotta get wit-it don't I? Girls, slow down! All this drama is too much for ol' little Googi to handle.
Oh gosh, it's already July. It seems the first half of 2003 zipped by with the blink of an eye. Chances are this second half will do the same. Time is going by too quickly for me! Any way of slowing it down??
My 12-year-old niece, whose first day of her life I remember as clearly as yesterday, started her period! Jeez, in my mind she's still a baby and in her's she's thinking what brand of pads!! Wings or no wings. Regular or thin. And get this...my other niece, all the 11 years old in her, has her own blog site that she uses to worship the boy in school who she has a crush on! Crush, fine. But blog site?? I've only had mine for less than a month! And I'm 28!! Are they growing up too fast or am I just too slow? I gotta get wit-it don't I? Girls, slow down! All this drama is too much for ol' little Googi to handle.
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