Now too busy to blog.

Cause busy playing WoW la.
No person can be too busy about anything but WoW.
Well last week I was given this interesting device from my supervisor to fix for the Lau Chee Bye.

Fujitsu Tablet PC

Quite a cute lil machine, look at it's size compared to a full size computer.

Its really cool.
Downside is, there's no touchpad, can't plug a friggin' mouse in.
Instead its those soft touch button-like thing that you mouse around with your finger similar to those in antique Toshiba laptops.
And my eye degrees must have went up while using this cause it's so godamn small if you really can't tell. Probably the size of your two palms put together.
Oh if your wondering, yeah in the background of the last picture is my office. See an EXIT sign somewhere behind? Lol.
Did some Windows Updates on it, installed Javascript on it (the idiot has this device for nearly 3 years but he doesn't have Java on it) and ran a virus scan that took an eternity to complete. And yes, in relation to it's size, this damn thing has a RAM lower than that of the computer I use in the office. The office computer is 256MB RAM mind you, 8 times slower than my laptop.
Lastly callibrated the pen pointer to be more accurate in its touch on the screen. The callibration technology in this device really sucks though.
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Oh guess what. It's coming to Week 17 soon. Then it's 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23.
And....sweet, sweet freedom awaits!....
Friday today, but Monday felt like yesterday. Why do the days pass with such intensity, yet the hours in the office crawl agonizingly slowly by.
Oh well it's 7 more weeks, its gonna pass as fast as when I started attachment to the time NP 1st sem started.
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Happy Magical 20th Birthday Wong Chee Yong!
May your draenei shaman hit level 80 soon LOL

Really no point counting down anymore.

Work not done means trouble.

And trouble means only one thing.

Fail.

So they say, my attitude is bad. I am not keen to learn, not willing to work, just waiting to pass the time by. If they think i'm not performing they will fail me and make me repeat 6 months at Lau Chee Bye & Co.!

Wow, what fucking evidence do you have to say so?

Since day 1 I work on your fucking accounts with enthusiasm, without complaint, so to speak.

Slowly the amount of fucking shit you throw to me gets harder and more time consuming.

Yah Lau Chee Bye always likes to give me ridiculous work to do, and when theres Lau Chee Bye work to do, manager's work comes second, and lastly my direct assignments. Then when things are not done, I get told off by supervisor.

Oh have I mentioned before?

The management ACTUALLY sees me as a skiver, a slacker who is just here to sail through this 6 months.

Why?

Because the Lau Chee Bye gives me work thats beyond my scope of study. Regardless of whether I can give a solution to his fuck-possible problems, I still have to 'work' on it, and that takes time. And when that takes time, I have less time to work on my direct assignments. And when my direct assignments are not done, they ask, "what has this guy been doing all this while? wasting the time away?"

Yea that's what mr. supervisor told me this morning. Can't believe my ears. Can't believe how unreasonable and absurd they can get.

I can't fathom how much bad luck I must have accumulated to land myself in this shithole.

Getting into poly most likely means you go through attachment and I was well aware of it.

People say that attachment is just work, damn sian, damn boring, or some of them communication breakdown with colleagues. They whine and whine and whine, VERY sian, VERY boring.

Well mine isn't. I'm on an action-packed never ending attachment program that keeps me a little too occupied everyday to let me even play my guitar for even 30 mins.

And putting your head down for half a dozen seconds is enough to get you into trouble.

Fucking Lau Chee Bye no fucking brains.

"How how how the code can work?"
"How how how the code cannot work?"

"How how how go change the code make it work?"

"How how how now can work anot?"

NNB

How your lam pa la how, how your mother give birth to this cockhead of yours man.

8.30am to 5.29pm so happy never see your fuck face the whole day. CCB 5.30 come in ask me how how how. Fuck spider la how.

Whole day how how how the code, I dont study fucking IT I dont know HOW to make your fucking codes work and I don't know HOW the FUCK you find such useless things online.

You find yourself you go try and see if work yourself don't push this kind of stupid work to others if you can't do it yourself then go bury your fuck face six feet under and spare the rest of this world some peace.

The best part was, when I ran the code, it CLEARLY did not work the way he wanted it to. Still tell me, "there there there's something like that."

WARTHEFARK???!?!??!?!!

I was almost knocked out cold from that pure ignorance of a 60 year old man who obviously does not know what's going on and tries to act like a smart alec.

Only if you were in my shoes at that time would you understand the absurdity of that moment.

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Those people having regular school now are living in luxury.

But seriously....enough of the common test complaints, enough of the project rush hour.

Being anywhere but Lau Chee Bye & Co. is a godamn blessing.

Only 3 people in the world right now know the horrors of being interns there.

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It's 8 weeks and 6 days left. 62 days to be more specific.

5,333,400 more seconds to be EXACT.

You dont like me to indulge in that bad outdoor habit I have nothing to say.

I play majong ALSO not happy.... seriously WHAT THE FUCK man....

But it's ok, I know they are concerned about me too, not that they want to bitch about it.

I still love my parents.

Lau Chin Huat you will get your retribution one day, mark my words.

When you get a heart attack everyone will stand by and watch you die,

then everyone will celebrate your pathetic death.

Fucking hell of an unreasonable slave driver, you will be reborn as a farmers cow to plow the fields in your next life, that is your karma.

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17 hours to being back at 50 Hell-lock Road #02-767

6024600 seconds to freedom

01/06/09 finally got my driving license.

After the 4th attempt, that is.

1st: 40 pts
2nd: 24 pts 1 immediate failure

3rd: 32 pts

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4th:
Why the huge difference I have not a clue, its just over at long last.

It was a concoction of relieve and joy, the former being the least though.

You'd be fucking happy to pass in 1 or 2 shots, but after that it just gets godamn stressful.

But what cheeyong said was damn true - its only failing driving test, at most spend more money and take somemore time, your life still goes on as normal. Better than taking an education detour only to end up with a useless cert only worthy of wiping your backside before going NS. Or being unable to walk for 6 months.

Thats depressing.

One less problem to fret over, now I just need to concentrate on getting through the fucking attachment.

Fuckloads of assignments to work on, I hope I dont get fired.

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6456600 seconds to freedom

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