Tuesday, December 15, 2009 | 9:27 PM
This is a week of bittersweet emotions for me. Firstly, for the first time in around 4 years now, I was surrounded by LOSERS! Chelsea drew, ManNoob lost & LoserPool just kissed the Great Arse. Excellent. Chelsea game was quite sad, from the highlights which I've seen, it showcases 2 sides of football - Silky smooth, brazilian type of flowing football and exquisite finishes from the Drog (I am Big!) and Anelka (Le Sulk) while the other half features what is commonly associated with the likes of Stoke, Bolton & Blackburn which is the Just-Zham-The-Ball-In-The-6-Yard-Area-And-Pray-For-The-Best type of football. And it paid dividends for Everton. 3 goals of the highest quality from 1 side, & 3 goals of the crappiest quality by another and both sides enjoyed the same points. The Winner? The Great Arse.
Moving on to the next game, where the Villians was supposed to drop dead and let ManNoob walk the ball into the net, but Villa must have forgotten to read the script. After a quick headed goal by Gabby, it was almost like a German aerial bombardment against the English in WWII. However, instead of the English hiding under shelter while the Germans dropped bomb after bomb, Villa players were hurling themselves to the bombardments of ManNoob. I had so much fun by replaying the goal over and over again. 'Oh, it's Ashley Young on the left side of the field...fancy foot-work and whips the cross in...it's a good-looking ball & it's Abalaghor (whatever his name is spelt)!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!' -Rewind- '...it's Abalaghor!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!' -Rewind- '...it's Abalaghor!!!!! 1-0 to the visitors!!!'. You get the idea. Winner? Of course it was Aston Villa but it's obviously the Great Arse who smiles again. Want gum, Fergie?
Then the most important game was of course the Anfield encounter, where Arse had to make the results count by beating Liverpool. What's the point of Chelsea and ManNoob dropping points if Arse lose also right? So, the first half had me fearing for the worse, so bad was the performance. Then, a wonderful goal by Johnson (Liverpool player) and a sublime, world class executed finish off the upright by Arshavin (Liverpool fans are sick of him) gave us the 2 goals to overturn Pool's initial 1 goal lead. From then on, it was a boring match, I pass to you, you pass back to me, and it was not even players from the same team passing to each other, it was players of the opposite teams passing to each other. Final whistle finally went, and the joy was evident in the Arsenal people's faces, I was busy rubbing it in front of uncle who was watching with a face that Le Sulk would have been proud of, and the final scoreline wrote : Liverpool 1 Arsenal 2. Winners: the great, almighty team, Arsenal. You may clap now.
Then what's the bad news??? Bloody D-X stole the greatest & slammy award winning tag-team Jeri-Show's undisputed tag titles. It was a conspiracy against the best in what he does superstar. Then, some red hair, spiky like Bart Simpson pale white man of Sheamus won the WWE title from Superman, John Cena. And it was his first championship match after only 4 months in the WWE. Wassupwitthat? Where it took nearly 5 years for some people (Jericho still have not beaten Cena), Sheamus took 1 match to do what Jericho can't do. A big WTF. And the sheer nerve of those 'fans'. Those insipid, gelatinous germ-incubators were cheering when D-X won. Bullshit.
'If you want to sleep your way to the top, at least sleep with a woman that doesn't weigh heavier than you.' - HHH
'And you know all about it eh?' - HBK
'Yeah!' - HHH (married the boss of WWE's daughter)
Thursday, December 10, 2009 | 8:48 PM
I know we are all very busy nowadays. I know it cause I see Xy rushing to the lab to read the annual reports of SPH after early dismissal of Co Law lecture at the 2nd week. But the usual culprits - Hen, Dick, me was sitting behind them, on Facebook, and played Mafia Wars. So while Hen and I were arguing about sending energy packs and leveling up, the front row were arguing about foreign competition and blah blah blah. Very busy week.
And what's with all the anger and impatience with the lectures nowadays? I enjoyed every one of them, I like finance very much. I never knew how the ratios could be explained so much and attributed to so many factors. Yes, quite boring, but there's no reason to rush her through. My FA tutor is Seet Meng and his lesson is very enriching too. He prepared templates for the tutorial questions and went through them highlighting to us the details. He tried to make us participate by just accepting our answers and converting them to something that sounds/looks reasonable and told us that every answer we gave him were all correct. I got assigned to SPH too, very pleased with that. Jon told me he wanted SMRT, why the craze for MRTs?? Even Seet Meng was puzzled by it and preferred SPH. For me it's not because I've done SPH before, but it's because for SPH, I have to act as an investment analyst, which is my favourite. Jon was also arguing with me about a certain lecturer/tutor whose action is a bit...weird. Like he likes guys. Yeah. You people should know who.
And ah, Seet Meng also told me that I look much slimmer now and I was bigger sized last time. Wtf? I don't think there is any difference of me from then and now. Maybe he's trying to say I'm trimmer now but I don't think I'm that fat last year too. He mistook me for Xy? Have to start rolling, rolling, rolling, just keep rolling, rolling, rolling, rolling.
Also, girls usually assume guys talk about them a lot. That's usually true, but nowadays, I think there's a slight change. We still talk about girls a lot, but I feel that we talk more about ourselves now. For eg, my parents were asking me what Hen, Yw and me were doing on Wednesday. Went gym, came back home, talk about how great I am, and look at the mirror. My mom concur, she said she walked past my room and saw 3 guys looking at the mirror most of the time and thinking what the hell we were doing. Think we're not concerned by women's cup size but our own cup size now HAHAHA.
'Oh Yeahhhhhh!!! I could slap a tornadooooooo!' - Matt Hardy's Theme Song
Wednesday, December 02, 2009 | 9:45 PM
Just to add on to all the already-over-the-pile praises that I've received so far, I would like to take a step back, enjoy the peaceful scenery, and congratulate myself. Well done Seb, you have saved hundreds of lives and have led them to the 'promised land' as promised. God, the amount of praise I have is too little as compared to the work I've done. I'm too humble.
And of course people loves my style of writing. Of course. Do you mean to tell me people dig the way like how Xy writes her blog? Mostly consist of riddles and puzzles like Da Vinci Code. Then click on Lyn's blog and see a sea of words forming in front of eyes. Long, but usually very entertaining. If only she doesn't censor some of the bad words. See those ***, so spoiler. Ruin the whole mood. Then click on Hc's one...and I would usually click to another one's straight away. Words so small, and the stories are kind of like those you see in Barney and Teletubbies.
'This is Hiu Ching and her friends,
We are like Bar-ney!
We sing and dance and play together,
Won't you say you love it?'
No, can't take that kind of thing, quickly click on someone else link. Next is Txl one...that one, eh. Not my kind of reading. Mostly on the dramas and anyways, the only thing I usually see first is the till here...So meh. Next is Maggies one. That one is a all-rounder, pictures with text but it just lack something. You know, like who the hell watches the news to see them talk about some commoner's life? People watch the news so that they can have insight on the more juicy and interesting lives of the powerful. Allan one is, as usual, written in a way that only he can process. Lately is neater. So ultimately, mine is the best. I should start charging people for every entry into this site. First million at the age of 20, woohoo!
Ok, talk about myself is a bit tiring. Too much superlatives already. My uncle who once read my blog told me that it's all about myself. Nonsense! See, in this post I've already included like 6 people in it. I'm not self-centered! People just don't appreciate me, that's all. Or, they are just jealous because they don't enjoy the same success as I do. Yup, must be it. It's a conspiracy to bring down the living legend known as Sebastian Rai.
Ireland, Ireland. Woe is thou. After getting beat soundly by the superior team in both legs, they still continue to grumble and insist in going to participate in the World Cup. Are you kidding me? Ireland, Ireland???? Who the hell wants to watch a bunch of Irish people kicking the ball? People pay to watch France lift the WC trophy damn it, not to watch a feeder being fed among the blood-thirsty sharks like England! They only know how to thrash the minors but get exposed by superior teams like France over and over again. The Irish people should learn to have some class, shake hands with the French, congratulate them for the great match that the Irish had the honour to be in, and wish the French luck for the upcoming World Cup. That's what they should do. There are no Irish people reading this right? If there are and you're one of them, I just want to let you know that the above was written in a jovial manner and I actually sympathise with the Irish. Very sad way to go out, very sad. Life goes on, folks, move on.
'Cause being straight-edge means I'm better than all of you.' - CM Punk
Tuesday, December 01, 2009 | 8:31 PM
Yeah Lyn, I read your post just now. Finally, finally you have realised that I am a honest man that I 'claimed' to me. I say things as it is. You know, I would love to write about other matters right now but somehow, it doesn't feel right if I don't start off the post by reminding you people of my greatness. It feels exactly the same way like how you people feel when you hail me as your god. So, in light of the increasing workload & problems that you people have, always remember that where there is a beginning, there is an end, and I will be the one to guide you to the promised land. Thank you.
Now, to start this post proper, it's time to put an end to the on-going saga of 'Allan & Lyn - opposites attract, like...explodes.' Both of them share a similar trait: They do not like to back down. Which could be a good thing...but when two such personalities collide, it's like the irresistible thing, the immovable object, neither will budge, and neither would make any headway. But, good news is, Allan decided to back off, Lyn decided to cool down, so now technically, nothing else should happen. Even so, don't throw a spark in there to test whether it could still ignite a fire, you might get apocalypse instead.
I must really congratulate myself for this miracle. It's obvious that it's because of my divine intervention that this has stopped (I hope). Don't have to thank me, just doing what I do best. Since one half of the Spitfire Partnership has simmered...CAN SOMEONE DOUSE THE OTHER HALF PLEASE???? I get beaten up for no apparent reason. Is what Shiyu said true? Do I remind people of a punching bag??? I fight back too ok, and here's my almighty retort...YOUUUUUUUUU suck. I can't really do much also, those people stick with each other, take one down and 10 others will bring you down lower. Zzzz.
And the ban of certain rallies before voting is funny. For obvious reasons, I shall not talk more about it. I want to get through my last year in poly safely...
'Arsenal is a noob team that cannot beat another noob team. We beat ManU!' - Henry, a Liverpool fan. What an insult, especially coming from a team that is aiming to win the 'prestigious' Europa League.
Monday, November 30, 2009 | 9:59 PM
Never knew I had such loyal fans...someone suddenly came up to me and asked why have I not updated my blog after SIP was over. Simply, because I had nothing to write. I don't think writing about farewells and all that would suffice, I mean, I suppose everyone had gone through similar experiences at their respective work places...I know for some is probably just a customary hand-shake and thinking 'Good-riddance'. If you really want to know, it's not. Lunch treat, and we exchanged presents, very unexpected, thought I was the one giving, not receiving. And I was set up pretty nicely as well. I never suspected that a conversation with my buddy on Tuesday was to find out what I wanted for a present. She 'told' me that her nephew's birthday was coming and asked me for my opinion on what to buy. I told her computer games haha. In the end talk about other likely presents and we agreed that a polo-tee would be the safest. And a pole-tee I received. Plus the Performance Appraisal which very nicely just managed to reach the 48 marks required and my supervisor very kindly wrote me a testimonial too. Very enriching experience in the bank, Tan Si Cheong must have been enthralled by my fortnightly E-journals, so he switched to DBS.
And today went to supermarket with my uncle to get some stuff. There's a HUGE difference in our shopping style. Today we went to get softener, the last time I bought it, it took me 5 seconds, mainly because I reached the shelves and was wondering which fragrance should I pick. My uncle reached the shelves, took 2 minutes looking at every softener on it, all shapes and sizes and brands. Then another 1 minute looking at the price tags. I told him to just grab the biggest and get out of here. He took another 1 minute closely analysing the different fragrances of each softener and
finally after around 5 minutes, he bought the very same softener which I told him to buy. His shopping style is very much like Yq. For me, as long as I like it, the price is within my range, I take it. So simple, just like my everyday lunch.
Also, if you guys ever go to the Amoy Food Centre, go eat at this one cai fan stall on the first floor somewhere at the far corner. The auntie and uncle was very nice and kind, I think I must have bored them with my selection of dishes that they took the liberty to just give me my usual whenever I turned up. They always add extra for me and on Wednesday when I was saying my farewells to them, they told me to come back to Tanjong Pagar to work and to visit their stall when I do and gave me a free lunch. Who says repetitions are boring and mundane? I have met truly wondrous people in my office and eating areas and I am thankful of the day I decided to eat at the cai fan stall at Amoy Food Centre.
Allan tried to sabo me eh....today during lecture. But I'm not doing Consumer Banking...mine was Corporate Banking. So I do not know the interest rates the bank has to offer. I know for sure that DBS's rates won't be the highest, for more information, please go to the website for more details. Thank you. Btw, it's very creepy of you to claim Pok Chang as yours. I mean, you want to announce to everyone you're gay and you like men, that's fine. But to implicate another person who has no idea what's going on, it's kind of sad. Why choose Pok anyways? For every Allan, there's always Allen Lambert, ready to shove his crotch onto your face. Similar name too. And I like how Dick described the volatility of Hc and Lyn. I warned Pok about how dangerous those two were. I told Dick to back me up. And as usual, he had to shun me and deny that those two spitfires are dangerous. But, he said...
'When they are, they are extremely dangerous.' Well-said Dick. I'm sure as hell glad that I'm not Pok (not as in I want to be anyway, I'm very happy being me). With 2 extreme sides of destruction and embarrassment breathing down his neck (esp the embarrassing one), 2012 may not be that bad after all.
'You...are a second-rate competitor, on a second-rate team, on a second-rate show. That, that is the truth.' - Cody Rhodes
Tuesday, October 27, 2009 | 9:24 PM
Yeah, I know, I know, I've not been a good boy, have not been updating regularly, but who does? Don't include Xinyuan in your thinking process. None right? Told you so.
I'm very busy ok, when I reached home, it's either changing clothes to go to the gym, or to just rest for a while and just like that, it's around 9-10. As if I have the time to come onto blogger, and type 'Hi World, I luuuuuuuurveeeee you!!!!!'
I was told that my LO would be changed to someone I don't know. Yq and Mag, your LO will be different from mine, so Sat after the CP class, we won't be seeing each other already haha. And why there is a change in LO? Because of negative comments from the higher-ups about me? Nope, sorry to burst your bubble, it's not. Si Cheong is no longer my LO and why is that, is his own business. Think most of you should have know by now. Adverse news usually spread so much faster...
But it's sad to lose him as an LO. I mean, his visit was very late. He finally came to visit us today and instead of meeting us at the office, he asked us to meet him outside at 5, then he suggested to go to BK to talk. He ordered fries and onion rings which in the end only he and I ate, since the other 2 girls didn't. Talk some things like his previous job in DBS, some of his old colleagues there, his students so far, our job, any problems, basically crapped there for a hour which meant an early off from work. Off from 5, not so bad.
I got to say, I think I'm doing my job very well. I mean, I got invited into this sudden lunch which was some way out one day, then realising that it's to celebrate my colleague's birthday. So being the helpful intern that I am, my job is to assist them in any difficulties which they may come across, which was the amount of food that was on the table so I helpfully finished them up. They were thanking me too, felt so damn good. And full.
And eh, my colleagues sometimes can talk abit dirty, you know like those eh eh stuff. All of them are married already except for one(not including me) so their topics sometimes stray to areas such as those eh eh stuff. Of course I just hide in the background and make as less noise as possible. Found some of their comments rather funny, AND I'M NOT EAVESDROPPING, I just happened to hear it.
Today Dick and I went(the person Dick, the other dick stays with me at all times, some people don't get the distinction)to the Amoy Food centre and didn't expect to see the already-over birthday girl, Xiuling there with her colleagues. Guess it was them buying her lunch for her 20th birthday. Congratulations.
'I am a shining example of humanity.' - Chris Jericho
Tuesday, September 29, 2009 | 8:49 PM
What potentially could be disastrous, turns out to be rather good.
Actually I take that back, it's not that good. Allow me to explain. Today work as usual, nothing happen. Suddenly my boss see me rather free so she gave me an assignment to do. It was a chore, a new batch of companies to be updated, 1267 of them. So after finishing it, I felt a bit weird, the records only showed 1000 companies while I was told that I would be doing 1267 of them. Brushing it off as my boss calculation/memory problem, I handed her the assignment feeling rather pleased for my timely submission. I should have known better; turns out that the 1000 companies was the earlier batch that I've done, no wonder the names were so blatantly familiar! So she told me kindly that I've done the wrong batch and I have to re-do and I was feeling not that happy now. You know, staring at a spreadsheet with thousand of cells and you keep scrolling down typing 'N' on the same column, I somehow keep seeing it as Zzzzzzz. Now I have to go through all that Zzzzz again. So in the midst of correcting my blunder, my boss gave to me and told me that she compared my work with the work she done for that batch (since it was already done, I did double work lmao) and found out that 18 companies did not match. So I went through them and found out (to my hidden pleasure), that they actually did it wrongly and left out 18 which I pointed out. So my earlier work was not in vain after all hahahahahahaha! bad news is, got additional 18 companies to work on liao. Damn it.
'Ah. He who speaks, does not know, he who knows, does not speak. Surely you are masterful.' - Jackie Chan