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    • Name: Siti Mardiana
    • Country: Singapore
    • Metro: Singapore
    • Birthday: 1/12/1989
    • Gender: Female
    • Member Since: 12/24/2005

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Tuesday, 24 November 2009

  • z202075070

    I felt the joy, in meeting a friend. It have been days since he's been away, eventhough he came back yesterday, fate didn't brought us together to meet. We just hear each other's voices.

    Well, he did offered me to go away with him, but nah..

    Today not only we have random pathetic stupid jokes in the phones, but he made my day. Frankly speaking it was even better then being beautiful..

    Hence it lighten me up in someway or another, as I already had a bad start for work today..

    Dush! Then again, I forgot to ask him about some random stuffs, taht I was pathetically doing a research on..

    It's been almost 2 weeks since I'm learning to go vegan. Well, I must be mad and I admit I'm. Somehow, I try my best avoiding meat, but if they are one of the things I crave I just could not resist..

    I've learnt that it takes losta discipline, moreover I'm lack of it. WTH!

    I'm having juicies and salads almost everyday. Insane!

    Well, I unexpectedly blasted out with a reason I was not being respected as a human being taking control of my duties..

    I wasn't given a chance to finish up my words and stuffs, there's a communication break out in between. WTF!

    Sitting in the room with people who aren't possible to work professionally, its really hard for me. To escape, I went in and out of the management office which ended me to become the office-girl for the day..

    It's such a slap on the face!

    However, these anger trash bag, is getting full, and if its too full someday it'll burst and mess up the whole place. Well, I'm just waiting for that very day when everything will go wrong and everyone will get messy..

    I didn't know how many freaking times, ended me up in scolding the monitor too many coutless times. Dush!

    Yeah! Reeno, how am I'm supposed to not stressed up with these people if their attitude is totally like damn bloody pathetic uneducated fuckers? Damn! These people are even worst then yours..

    But whatever it is, thanks for those random crap..

     

Wednesday, 18 November 2009

  • sllep

    it's been a hectic week, after one incident comes another. sigh!

    sunday was bad, i didnt know how more bad it could be..

    i wanted to get that nike hoddie, but i ended up with a forever 21 skirt instead. a skirt? i must be dreaming. dush! all because i got caught up with the water, and got wet. sigh!

    well, im afterall a female. dush! i got eyes looking at me. dead! wth! then comment from abang hussin and abang hairul, wth! it wasn't need at all..

    unfortunately the anti-drug wasn't there and will be on late night shift for four straight days. dush! i would probably know what he's comment will be seeing me in that skirt..

    he would give the same comment, as that someone would give. dush!

    well, i kindda miss his scent. dush! i've to say it seems really quiet now. i just sit infront of the computer doing random stuffs being tasked to me. dush! so outta my jobscope.

    today is so packed, running here and there and stuffs. i can no longer sit still, cause i know people around me aren't happy that i climed the ladder so fast. with a single leap im almost at the summit. its not that i wanted to climb up so high so fast, but i was needed too.

    it would saw that im a dumbass, if i didnt know how to deal with simple IT communication stuffs, and plus the floorplan. dush! i studied product design, it would be a slap on the face if i said i didnt know.

    typing with great speed, was also commented. a stab with a knife, if i would just use my index finger to type. wth!

    okay whatever, im just doing things that i do in my daily life, and yet people see me with red eyes. dush!

    at times i tried to keep away from the paper works and let them to do them, but however at times when i did them, i can never get to finish my statement, cause they end up finishing it up for me, without giving me a chance.

    most of the time, my computer related work would end before lunch so after that, i'll be wondering doing nothing when i dont have a report to write. if so, i'll be serving net, in my phone going facebook and myspace. dush! the bills are so going to fly and yes it did, $200!!

    well whatever it is, whenever there's an incident, i'll procede to site to snap pictures and view the situation to get the bigger picture, when i write in the report.

    i glad that my operations officers, and supervisor gave me green light to the things i do, for example, taking photographs with my own handphone instead of the provided digital camera. and my report was said to be perfect that nothing need to be change. sigh!

    dush! at times i feel like im a damn hell of a smartass at times, not saying that they are stupid and im so smart. dush! using proper english or simple good words in my report make them at times wonder what the hell im writing about when they reviewing my report. sigh!

    at i just feel like writing in very simple english whereas the primary school kid. dush! slap face!!

    things are still on my nerves when people think im not capable in doing stuffs which they are doing. wth! they under estimate me to the max, like i cant learn anything new. or worst, they are just freaking selfish not letting me know, so they will stay there longer till i know.

    whatever!

    they guys are telling stuffs which are totally true was that, they are able to see the hate in those eyes when it laid to me. well, if they talk in tamil, then it's making me talking in mandarin.

    i dont even give a damn cause i know my english is better. wahaha!

    well, im waiting for the return of my escape, for now just stay out to play safe...

     

     

    i remembered those times when we used to be, and reflecting it back now..

    i really miss those times, cause he looks like you..

    and he's the only the medication now..

    i know things are it is, and nothing else can change..

Saturday, 14 November 2009

  • z203318951

    ive been so contented in work lately, chasing money rather then all the other things in life. sigh! too many politics i gotta face, im glad that ive superiors who are damn good and rather insane times..

    at times at work, i feel kindda insulted by some gestures and acts which were being opposed to be. it made me feel like i was dumb and unable to do my work. i admit, i feel that every move i make is being monitor and critic by those around me..

    these people, never put acceptance in me when i entered the door cause to them i was a threat but not a treat. sigh!

    its hard for me to work, if the communication ties kept on widen, and language gap is the next thing. sigh! im gald that im a trilangual, malay, mandarin and english. unforutantely, i have yet to understand the tamil language. sigh! it gonna take a longer time then i think it should be..

    on thursday, my Operations Manager, offered to a lift back home as he was heading the same way. well, i asked him about how was i doing and stuffs. im glad that he acknowledged my works and gave me credits for all of it. we had a heart to heart talk about my position at work..

    now im the reporter, photographer, IT master when my jobscope was only as a telephonis and messagner..

    he knew that a few of my colleage were not really happy that i went up the ladder so fast, but i was afterall already equiped with the knowledged with my jobscope/s. the hardships ive face throughout my years, have paid off by getting me a better position at work..

    well, now he, my supervisior and senior excuative decided to put me into the star team. wow! i was shocked. im the only female in the group, and its have been awhile and i got recognised so fast..

    eventhough the people above gave me compliments, credits and also made me work with other areas that made me learn things that was outside if the objective..

    most of them i work with are not really up to the expectation of understanding that ive set my mind at. some are really mentally inclinde or some just up to the nerve making me feel that i so dumb that i should bang my head against the wall till i bleed to death..

    im glad that i have someone to trash those trashy feelings at work and not just to keep to myself, although he have his problems with his team of Techs, it was very obvious, he's presence never failed to make me drain out my thoughts of being pathetic. its not that because he's more pathetic then me, it just that he fills the hole..

    he's the kind of guy who practically knows alot of random things and talks about it, but we mostly talk about food and stuffs. now, u got me to read every label of food that i eat and mad me watch whatever i put into my mouth..

    dush! its is for my own good and i gotta start now before its too late..

    nice! he got this lustful scent that is same as farhan, that i can never let go of. wth!

    well, he remind me of someone in the past. not just by his complexion or random mix up of expression, but also the personalities he carries. he not only was able to take all my crap, but understand it and make it some fact that its beyond to believe, but its true. and the way he puts words to make me feels things i never thought that someone would appreciate me doing..

    frankly speaking, im afraid that the incident would repeat itself. therefore im trying to get myself away from all these things, but its hard cause he's the only one there who i can talk about mostly anything and somehow i built the trust onto him..

    *at times i just wonder, why do i meet people who i wanna forget. this is the no.4*

    today was finally the getaway, meet up farhan to catch nafiz's rugby then i did a little make a hole in your pocket session..

    im appreaciate that farhan loves my cooking. yay!

    tomorrow is another day at work, unforunately mr vegan is doing the later shift. sigh! on monday too. im not sure when he's going back to afternoon shift..

    well, i gotta face it with myself. dush! everyone leaves and i know that..

    somehow typing this make me miss those bising geng even more, but most of all i still miss..

Friday, 06 November 2009

  • z145874071

    I admit working have been depriving me from alot of things, I even lost tracks of things that I'm suppose to remember or those random things in life which helped me to get through with my days..

    Well, not meeting with random people often. Dush! Frankly speaking, I just have not enough time..

    Days have been busy, hectic and I could say its too pathetic for me to put myself in the picture. Moreover, it make me tolerating myself dealing with people who I don't understand at all..

    It's even irritating, if my contact no have been in the public phone book. Damn freaking irritating! To make a point, I don't mind making friends, but just that you guys have to ask me if I'm okay with my no being given or whatever crap.

    These guys, darn! very pushy! I'm busy and they don't understand what's the defination of busy? WTH! If I don't reply the text within more then 5 minutes, it means I'm busy. WTH!

    How pushy can they more be, then what they are? Asking random stupid question, and always pop the question of having to meet one day. Dush! I don't, I repeat I don't really favour meeting guys I don't know personally.

    There're so many reasons why. I don't even know who's the fella, how he looks like, dress like or whatever outcome he has. What are the intention of meeting up and knowing each other, besides seeing them face to face, which at times when we meet at the crossroads we were actually act like strangers. Maybe who knows, that fella isn't what you expect he to be, he went off the tracks to down the drain. Won't that be the waste of effort, wasting of time?

    I've had too much of expect the unexpected dates in my life. I could say I'm sick of blind dates, cause you never know what the expectations that will be put on the line.

    Frankly speaking all my life, I've been working more with the Male gender rather the Female. I started off playing soccer and basketball during primary school almost everyday after school. Next was NCC, I did too much camps that I don't know what I'm doing at the end of the day. My old job, makes me work closely with guys and the ratio is 1:7 for Female to Male. Now, the same thing..

    Dush! That might be a key reason on  why my knowledge of guys is widen to a certain point of extend, and somehow sometimes it makes me sterotype of what the newcomers will be which somehow never fail to prove me that I'm right..

    Whatever it is, the range of the types of guys are wide, like the range in the types of girls. Oh wells, my dream guy, is a few friends' quality are being clustered into one perfect fella. Hahaha.. In my dreams!

    Well for now, I'm closing my doors and windows and not letting anyone in. I'm settling out my map on my career, and future plans on being indepandent in such a way that I'm stable in every expect of life that I wish to excel in..

    I can't expect everything to go as smoothly, as I'm going through the rough seas. However, I'm taking a single cockpit kayak, ain't a double..

    There's too may things that I've to first get over and done with only then commitment will be in place..

    I'm able to give in, if the other party accepts all that is of me before, during and after the whole process of the journey..

    My work, my friends, my passion and all that is off me..

     

     

    I knew I could have better, cause he proved to me more then once, only I was dumb enough to let it slipped away my fingers..

Saturday, 31 October 2009

  • z203858501

    being here just kills me day by day, my hopes and dreams are wearing thin. i guess sooner or later im giving in, to whatever that takes everything away from me. i fell totally dead, its like im in a state of breaking down.

    frankly speaking, im suffering from that all of that and i dont deny it. im lost and i know it, cause ive lost my compass when i lost someone who was my friend, brother and all of it. its been 8 months and still no sign of him. life is getting harsher and im getting weaker. i can bearly think right, and it seems that ive been making alot of wrong decisions and choices..

    i was trying my best to get up with my two feet, and waking myself up to my feet, when out of the blue there were some key factors which made me look back and thought through the past. it pains my heart like a dagger stabbing through it..

    ive to say the truth that i never can really get over of losing a friend like him and i dont think i can ever forget about him. dush! its a slap hard on the face!

    it adds on to work, people are backstabbing each other to save their own ass. i just dont get the point of going to the ladies for more then 40 damn minutes, when i can take less to smoke, to the ladies and wash up. wth! i just the noobs always get bully, but wtf! i dont even give a damn to me 'be te bully or get bullied'.

    sigh! even for the reports i do, she told me off as if she did it. so wtf! when im reading, or anyone at all reading, they dont like the reading article just to snatched away outta from their sight. wtf! totally no manners, cant they just freaking wait..

    sigh! so many freaking pathetic politics. sitting in the command centre, is making some peoples' eyes red, and they are not happy at me at all. therefore, they dont listen to orders given by me, and they dont pass around the message to me when needed..

    im lucky as there are some people who can partically make me smile. mr calls himself handsome (self-praise; but he is), never fail to at least to put a smile on my face. dush! he makes me reminds of someone in the past. totally! both almost look the freaking same. same complexion, voice tone, eyes, physically.. etc. dush! at times he will even act the same, randomly talking random crap and some other stuffs. but not in age, name, mindset, knowlegde and scent..

    he still owe me a hot chocolate and now a plus a can of red bull. hahaha..

    to come to a place where i need peace, no longer exsist. but i got no other choice, cause i got no where else to go. i wish i could just runaway from everything and rewrite my own story to make it come true. but its all a dream that can never come true..

    at times i can pray that i would sail on a ship way off the habour and to the oceans i'll go, and probably never come back. too many dreams have been broken, and to build up a new one brings lotsa courage and strength of will..

    i've lost too much to gain this much, at times i just cant find myself living, its as though ive always been dead..

    ive tons of mistakes i did, but i mean noone any harm at all, but i meant it to myself..

    its hard to get over a life that have been here for a long time, in just a short while. he've done alot to make me change..

    now im learning to change without him, or anyone else..

     

     

     

     

     

     

    *you no longer shine, in those pictures*