When It's All About The Money....

It's always the freshies who ask me how much is the job paying.... It's always the freshies asking what benefits the company can offer, even at the 1st interview. Either they have not learned how to be tactful when it comes to when is appropriate to ask these questions ; or they just want the blatant truth, what are they worth.

And that's the irony. They aren't worth anything until they've proved themselves. And to have the audacity to 'bargain'. What is your bargaining chip? Being young and having a degree means nothing if you dont have any experience. As far as employers are concerned, your cv is a blank cv. The only thing that can entice someone to hire a freshie, it still boils down to attitude. That's what wins an interview, I think. People love to see a young, energetic, HUMBLE, willing to learn gungho attitude from freshies. Being arrogant and flashing degrees from reknown universities really doesnt help at all.

Iskandar.....

White Elephant?
Why Iskandar when you have Cyberjaya?
Hello KItty???? omg....

Between love and madness, lies xenophobia

Between love and madness, lies xenophobia....

Will You Be My Bridesmaid?

Well, and so I thought I'll be really creative (and not lazy!) and instead of just asking someone to be my bridesmaid, I'll make a blog for my bridesmaids. Just so they know how special they mean to me, no joke!

It will be a portal for them especially those overseas, to plan for their travel itinerary, and also for me to upload maps and info for them. And there are also some 'male' bridesmaids...well whoever said they have to be female anyways :)

Also a good portal for them to plan the 'games' for andrew...

But it's still early. But, it's always good to be prepared.

Here's a poem I extracted from some card and modified....

As friends, we have travelled many roads together

.....through difficult times, and happy times,

Laughed and cried together,

Would you take one more step with me...

Would you be my Bridesmaid?

Macau

It was a surprisingly good trip. We scaled the hills and lonely roads in Macau and had a greatttttt time. From St. Paul's ruins to Cotai Strip to St Francis Xavier church in Coloane, it was all a great experience and we had a lot of good photographs.

The only bad experience was us getting on the cab to our hotel. I told the taxi driver in Cantonese to take us to Ole London Hotel. He screwed us and said he doesnt know where that is, and I gave him the address in printed in English, and kena screw lagi. Finally, on my last bid, I pronounced London in a chinese-y way, and THEN he knew where it was! GOsh!!!!!!!!!!

The only thing that really irks me are the Chinese nationals who were on the flight back to KL with us. I had to sit next to a chinese lady, and it was ok until I saw her wearing those disposable gloves. My mind was running wild thinking what the hell is she trying to do. Then she proceeded to take a plastic bag out from her bag, and starting eating ROAST PORK.... with the hand in glove! and spitting bones out to the vomit bag in the other hand. Well prepared I must say, except that she left a big patch of oil (porky) on the tray...... Let's not even talk about her digging her nose profusely before her 'meal'.