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Gosh, I missed the attention from guest blogging in YSK. And I don't even see her online nowadays.

Sha-lene!!! Where are you!!!

HERE

I was planning to post about how I shed tears during my drive back home. Yeah, I cried. I hate the torment of being stuck in jam on the way home. It's a dilemma everyday. If I failed to manage my time, I will most probably end up parking alone the road to 'the place where I stay'. It's really a dilemma everyday which leads me to crying. Because I am tired of driving to appointment. and after work I again have to drive and get stuck. So I cried. Because while getting stuck, I have a curfew to reach home before 9pm. Because after that, i will have to park somewhere along the road and walk and risk Jinjang fella attempting to scratch / mutate / steal my car.

Anyway....I shall save it for another session when I cried and survived to make another post.

BAZAARS!
Chic Pop - 30th January 2010

Threadzoo Bazaar Vol 01 - 6th to 7th February 2010

Lelong Lelong Marketplace No. 3 - 16th - 17th January 2010

Not too sure what's with me, but I seemed to get pretty excited knowing there will be bazaars that I can poke my head into! =D
Yeah, so I am most probably trying to go to at least one if not all =D
See you there! Say Hi to me if you do bump into me =D

The Point Is

Second day into work and some old fark made a missed call only to expect me to call back.
Arse : Harlow! Where are u?
-_-   : work..
Arse: Orhh!..Working la?
-_-  : yah...
Arse: Erm... no la, just call to see how are u and everything..
-_-  : ok..
Arse: U know ah.. recently I made a sales again! I am the top sales! I did not want to brag to anyone but I am the top sales person in my company. I didnt mean to call but I am the top salesperson who made the higherst sales. I got some product training and I made a sales recently worth a thousand oover ringgit. I am the only top sales.
-_-  : ok..
Arse: It is not like I want to brag, but I am the top of all the people in my present company now.
-_-  : ok..
Arse: well, ok la, i just thought of calling only. bye bye..
-_-  : ok...

no, I do not know what is the point till now..
maybe it is a calling that I am no good in what I do and that I should jump off from the window behind my desk?

Impossible

I missed those moments when I did so well in my job raking in contracts with much ease.
Complications at site are easily settled by just making sure I attend site meeting in high slit skirts and high heels. And sales reports were so much easier to do as the number of 0,000,000 just keep going.
It is now 4.45am of the 3rd day of 2010 and I am still awake making notes and scribbles to make some contents for a sales and marketing plan. While going thru 3 diaries. While reading thru ministry websites. While going thru costing. While looking for a way out of the rut.

What if I overestimated my capability by committing a forecast of RM60,000 a month worth of sales? After all, there are times when RM1,000 seems impossible too. I shivers at the thought of failing again. What a thought! On the 3rd day of a new year. a year when the world economy is expected to improve.

RM60,000 does not sound like a lot to people who sells rice, who sells microchips, who sell services, who sells properties, who sells branded bags. Then why does it sound like a tonne of weight on my shoulder? RM60,000 x 12 months is not even 1 million RM worth of batik that I can sell.

I could have become a write shall I not be forced to get my ass into learning about atoms and nucleic acids. I could have become an author of several books shall I not be coaxed into memorisng the coagulation of some chemical substances which I cannot even pronounce. Maybe I am now a journalist going around the world travelling and writing stuff on Oprah Winfrey and doing freelance scriptwriting and getting to do a few episodes of Mr Bean.

And I am now here. Here. At where I am here. Here. No longer hoping for a twist of fate. Only to hope to sell at least 100 pcs of batik of RM380 per piece.

Fuck.
That's only RM38,000..
Fuck.
I am doomed.
Fuck.

In 2009

Ming weds Suren

I started back on running

Attended my first Indian dance recital / concert watever u call it

Decides to start liking artsy stuff

Tried turning to God for prosperity and help me fend off ghost

Went to Hanoi. No, this is not a boyfriend. Couldn't find any pics with Vietnamese words but this

Working backstage

This is how backstage is. Not the one as pictured above this

Attempted to get rich and bought A lottery ticket

Went to Phuket and it wasn't great.

Went to Berlin and am not impressed with what's around. Maybe I am tired. But definitely better than Phuket!

Watched Man Utd in Bukit Jalil!! Awesome!

Sold off the old car and got a new one

I ventured into the world of guest blogging

And still not getting famous. Yet..

Got to know a lot of virtual friends who is now shopping buddies. yes virtual friends is not about having virtual sex only. There are better things to do also.

Attended my first bazaar

Got hotter

Got hooked into the wonders of maxi

Continued clubbing

Inserted a Cilaq into err...

I still think I am HOT
=D

Things That I Will Still Do in 2010

1- Drink more than the year before
2-Call you a bitch who deserve to rot in hell if you are worth the calling
3- Keep a box of cigarette in the car. Yes
4- Have afternoon nap whenever possible
5- Hate you if you are hate-able
6- Attends dates, but reducing on dating jerks, ego-swine, jerks.
7- Shop online, splurge online.
8- Bitch online
9- Procrastinate to wash my car. OK, maybe I will give it a wax
10-Sleep late to work
11-Go for marathons whenever possible. Despite knowing my calves are looking like some cow's calf with extra muscle
12- Wish for bigger boobs. Nathalee says self massage does wonder. I say it's not really something I would want to spend an hour on mis-using my set of hands
13-Yell at people who ask for donations while you are eating and shoving their passes to your forehead
14- Buy more books and keep telling myself I will read. I will. I will try to read more than last year
15- Camwhore. Like a whore if i feel like
16- Think I am hot. HOT
17- .....procrastinate..

to be continued...
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i am sleepy....