Divisional Award Day

It's not even 4pm, and I am home already, nice!

I didn't go to work today, cause we had a company's divisional award. They served breakfast in the morning, and then started with the awards for the best people across all departments. And after lunch, they had so many attractions and games like basket-ball, face painting, and they even had a tarrot reader. Too bad the line was so long, and cause I didn't want to miss the shuttle back to the office building, so I decided to leave anyway.

And the fun just kept on going: they had a rock climbing, and I climbed (after I took of my jacket and my high-heel shoes and climbeb with barenaked feet). OMG! It was so fun that I almost do it again...^_^

I must say it's really a great place to work, and we are also number one in many achievements among the other divisions!

Got back at the office building by 3pm, then I stopped by at Bodyshop to get my mom's birthday gift before I went home.

OK, that's what I call a day...and another Wednesday almost gone by....

American poverty (and idiot?)

What the heck I am doing in early Sunday morning, even when I have no essay due next week? Well, my friend asked me to pick up one of his belongings that he left yesterday after the choir, and though I planned to wake up at 7am, still I woke up by 6am. Don't know why....I guess after getting used with 6-7 hrs sleep, I can't really sleep more than that.

Anyway...yes, this weekend I don't really have any emergency situation, meanings that I have no essay due next week. But as always, I still have lotz of reading from thousand of handouts and of course from my favorite handbooks: "If Kids Just Came With Instruction Sheets!" After writing bout divorce last week, the next one is about children and poverty. And something ticklish about it: the number of homeless children in US, is not just a few numbers, and the number just keep adding more. I used to think that only those with drug-addiction are the homeless people, never realized before that many of them have kids and those kids are growing up on the street.
It seems that when you compare US with the other "good" countries (read: England, France, or Germany), children get better treatment over there. But hey, not only that, but also, seniors get much better guarantee after they retired. My cousin' wife' dad, who is German, decided to keep his German citizenship though he resides in US now, his answer were simply: Germany has better retirement program.

So, what will happen to those homeless children in US? And the bigger question, what is poverty? I came from the poor country (well, used to be a developing country until the economic crisis hit them), and I have seen many many poor children. And I know that many poor people in China who sells their own blood to get money, non-sterille of course (don't even start imagine what the effect of AIDS, hepatitis...etc...etc...), and I heard that many Indian children cut their own arms so they can have more "descent" look for begging on the steet (which I dunno the truth, but I knew this from someone who comes regularly to India). Maybe, in some level, poverty in US is not as worse as those countries, but, I guess US can join the club now.

Or maybe if only our beloved Mr President can start to be more serious about US children, put more money to support poor family and children, and stop sending the youngsters (and the money) to war? When I met one of the lady in my choir group yesterday, she's about to cry: her son was sent to Iraq.....and I was speechless when I heard that, I didn't even know what should I say to comfort her.....


Have you seen this music video from Greenday?

"Wake Me Up When September Ends"

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my fathers come to pass
seven years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

summer has come and passed
the innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

ring out the bells again
like we did when spring began
wake me up when september ends

here comes the rain again
falling from the stars
drenched in my pain again
becoming who we are

as my memory rests
but never forgets what I lost
wake me up when september ends

Summer has come and passed
The innocent can never last
wake me up when september ends

like my father's come to pass
twenty years has gone so fast
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends
wake me up when september ends

Why Can't I?

Get a load of me, get a load of you
Walkin' down the street, and I hardly know you
It's just like we were meant to be

Holding hands with you, when we're out at night
Got a girlfriend, you say it isn't right
And I've got someone waiting, too

What if this is just the beginning?
We're already wet, and we're gonna go swimming

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me-
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?

Isn't this the best part of breakin' up
Finding someone else you can't get enough of
Someone who wants to be with you, too

It's an itch we know we are gonna scratch
Gonna take a while for this egg to hatch.
But wouldn't it be beautiful?

Here we go, we're at the beginning
We haven't done (it) yet, but my head’s spinning

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you

high enough for you to make me wonder
Where it's goin'
high enough for you to pull me under
Somethin's growin'
Out of this that we can't control
Baby I am dyin'

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?

Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you?
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me-
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you?



Liz Phair

Jobzzz......

Yesterday, my teacher said that people will likely get more job offers when they are currently working; and somehow, I found out that she was right.
It's amazing how many job offers that I get now, after I got myself settled. And many of them are from big companies. I guess, when you just really put your effort and be patient, you'll have your reward, as I have.
I was patiently waiting for my time, though I had to go through lots and lots of craziness and....torture? Kinda.

But now I am happy with my situation, thanks God!

Wed 1st week

We had small group of meeting with Mr. Mettler today. It was great, when you can ask him all kind of question you wanna ask and he will answer you; and to be honest; most of his answers were pretty much satisfying, You know, cause sometimes when you ask the questions (mostly those delicate ones), you will be getting like a political answers. Well, there was one question when he replied with: you wanna real answer; or political answer? And actually, he answered us in between; still, it was good enough to close the curiosity.

Anyway, I remember I have posted about him back a while ago, well, it was about a year ago. Dang! Time is really flying by....I still remember how I met him when he came as a guest-speaker to one of my class, and I thought he was a great guy and very down to earth person (considering he is a CEO....). And I still think the same way now.

Hm...and it's another Wednesday again today.

Tough week!

It's been a tough week. I woke up at 5.30am almost everyday to study, so many tests and so many essays, but the hardest was last Wednesday when I knew it was the last time I could see him, then I have to bare with myself waiting for the coming May. *sigh* It's not even a week, I feel so depressed already, and I still have 6 weeks to feel like this....6 weeks, 42 days...aiayayaaa.....I won't even start to count how many hours or how many minutes cause it will only makes me more insane.

I guess, I didn't do the best job when guarding my heart. But, who could win when you fight with love anyway? With the gentlest way, it found its way to defeat me....

Now I can only wish the time will fly away, hope one morning I wake up and I know he's here...

*scratch scratch*

*sigh*

*scratch scratch*

*sigh*


Hiya! My point is, that I've been writing too many essays lately that I don't even have enough energy left to write my own blog...

Oh well, I pass this time. Got to go back to study anyway, have 2 MT on Monday and Tuesday, and still have 2 essays to write. Yaiks!

What a forgetful person I am

Literally! About last week, I came home from work and right in front of the door, I just realized that I didn't bring my keys with me. I put it inside my other bag that I always bring with me when I go to school, and I forgot to put the keys back into my purse on the night before. Panicked, I called my roommie, and THANKS GOD that he was home already. Phew....

This morning, I came to Starbucks, was in line, and when I was about to get my wallet inside my purse, I realized: oopss! I didn't have my wallet with me, and guess where my wallet was? Of course, inside my school bag, and last night I forgot to put it back into my purse. Lucky me, I was just in line, and not even in front of the cashier, otherwise, imagine how embarrassed I could be?????

Oh well...got to leave this bad habit behind me...but, I guess that's just a part if being me....Or, any idea how to get rid this bad habit away??? Should I start making a list anywhere I go?
-Keys: check
-Wallet: check
-Muni pass: check
-Badge: check
-Brain: hmm.....

Come What May

Or...maybe the reason I feel so much happier now, cause I am in love. It is really amazing what love can do to you...when you feel that you can smile all day long...when you realize how pretty the sky at night, when you can see how bright the stars are shining...when you can feel the love in every single breath you take. And, no matter what will happen, I feel blessed for the love that I have now....

Come What May
Never knew I could feel like this
Like I've never seen the sky before
I want to vanish inside your kiss
Every day I love more and more
Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings
Telling me to give you everything
Seasons may change, winter to spring
But I love you until the end of time

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place
Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace
Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste
But our world revolves around you
And there's no mountain too high
No river too wide
Sing out this song I'll be there by your side
Storm clouds may gather
And stars may collide
But I love you until the end of time

Oh, come what may, come what may
I will love you, I will love you
Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place

Come what may
Come what may
I will love you until my dying day

(Nicole Kidman and Ewan McGregor)

A fight with the wind

OK! I guess that weekends is the only times for me to: read emails, reply some of them, open my FS, read some message (if there is any), reply some, or most likely just ignore them. I don't really "read" my inbox in FS, and I know that my real friends will likely send me the email to my personal email address.

Anyway, weekends also times for me to: update my blog. Yaiks! Yeah....*sigh* I can't even breathe on the weekdays, as I always run and try to catch the 24 hours a day....Speaking about run, I remember last Monday night before my class, it was pouring and so windy, in a nutshell, it was a nasty weather. As I always park my car in the University lot and need about 10 mnts of walk to get into my classroom (well, I guess 7 mnts, depends whether I walk fast, or slow), and I really had problem just to reach the building: the wind blew my umbrella upside down, I couldn't even walk a single step. Finally, I gave up, I let the wind won and I stopped fighting, and I closed my umbrella. I know I couldn't win anyway (at least I know my umbrella is not that strong). As the consequences, I got into the building soaking wet...my pants were wet, my hair were wet, I felt as if I just fell into the lake. Thanks goodness that eventually I wasn't the only "wet duck", cause I saw lots of people also got wet.

OK, that's a little glimpse about my night times...and during the days, have I told you how much I love my job? Well, I do. It's so nice to wake up in the morning and not to feel so scare or to feel so stress out...And, hey, I am not losing my weight again. I guess the reason I lost some weight last year was simply because I was in stress, cause even right now, I am as busy as in the past months. So, yup, I really like my job, and I like the company. Last week we had a breakfast, and then the day after we had the cocktail party from the principals. Then, last Wednesday we had a divisional award day in a golf course in San Rafael. I got off early that day, and was able to catch some hours with my....*wink wink* before my class started in the evening :D

Hmm....and that Wednesday was also Ash Wednesday (ehem!). That was the very 1st time in my life I went to the morning mass: 6.30 AM. Not too bad actually, I just needed to wake up very early. But I think I like it, and I'll do it again in the following years. And this Lenten season, I decided to give up my coffee. Yaiks!! Still can't figure out how I can I survive without it, cause I am telling you, I am addicted to coffee, badly! But I guess I passed my first test for...4 days? 36 days to go...hmmm......

OK, got to take off now....and as always, I'll be back next week.