You can tell the courtesy and etiquette level of the person in front of you by the way he or she reclines the flight seat. Some people think the world revolves around them. These people just press the button and recline almost 180 degrees, as the person behind them (being me) is filling out the arrival forms. Those with courtesy and etiquette recline gradually.
Browsing the archives for the Something.to.say. category.
Mr You-think-you-are-so-cool, you are doing nothing but embarrassing yourself, your people and your country. Your verbal assault doesn’t even come close to a bee’s sting. Is that all you can say? Suck banana? How are you any different from the people you think you are criticizing. I don’t even get the point you are trying to get across, if there is one. If you can’t be more be more articulate or give more constructive criticism, then please keep your trap shut. The least you can do is to get the names right. It’s Siti Nurhaliza, not Siti Nurhariza.
If this is the generation you represent, the country is going to be doomed. People should stop pointing fingers at the other races and the government. They should take a good, hard look at their sons and daughters instead. If Namewee gets deported from the country, I’ll be the first to pop a bottle of champagne. One less person to ridicule the country and cause more tensions. We don’t need you, Mr You-think-you-are-so-cool. You do more damage than good.
A little note i left for Ming Zhi on his burogu…
Second attempt. Using pork fillet this time. Add the meat, salted fish, ginger, garlic, some ground white pepper and sesame oil, and stir. Then steam until meat is cooked.
The first attempt
I am no Iron Chef but I think i do pretty well in the domestic kitchen department. I don’t appreciate being told how I should do things or how things should be, just because that is how people think it should be or that is how they know it. For example, the meat used in this dish should be minced meat. Just because it is commonly prepared with minced meat doesn’t mean I have to do the same. Bolognaise doesn’t necessarily have to go with spaghetti. I can use fettucine or gnocchi if I choose to. Just because a person has spent more time in the kitchen than me doesn’t necessarily mean that the food they prepare rank better than mine. And to think I actually got told how to cook rice. How insulting is that.
I only work alone in the kitchen. It’s annoying when people stand there watching over me perform my tasks and giving me instructions. It messes up my procedures. And then when the dishes don’t turn out the way it should be if i had been left alone to prepare it, there are more ‘words of advice’ that i do not appreciate at all. I don’t go telling others what to do and I expect the same. If I am interested to know, I will ask.
Cooked
The first attempt
I just received an email from National Geographic offering a year of subscription to National Geographic magazine for $15. A year of digital subscription. And the digital magazine looks and feels like this. It is just Flash. I would prefer to be to flicking the pages of a real magazine or book.
A few days ago, someone asked me “What does FYI mean?” This person should be shot twice. One shot for not knowing its meaning. For someone who’s been working in an office environment, computer and internet literate, it’s almost a crime to not know the meaning of FYI. It’s about being ignorant and lack of curiosity and initiative. I have zero respect for females whose world revolves around shopping, partying and pretty-fying themselves with no other content between their ears.
The second shot, at point blank range, is for asking the question instead of being self-reliant and finding out on her own. The answer to ‘what is …?’ questions can be easily found on the internet. People Facebook, Twitter and chat online but they can’t find the answer to such a simple question themselves. How pathetic is that? I would have answered her with this link but then being the nice person that I am, I didn’t. I told her the meaning of FYI. With a silent O.M.G.
And no, I don’t think I’m good. I know I’m good.
It’s sad and just not right that the puppies in petshops are left in the containers after trading hours, all night long. What if a fire broke out. These are living things, not a product. How about leaving babies in boxes at childcare overnight.
12 July 2010 ~ a Golden Retriever puppy for sale
Location: Box Hill Central
is that they don’t know gratitude or appreciation. You spent hours trying to touch up photos, even though the end result wasn’t ideal, and drive to hand them to people and the first thing they can say is to question the quality of the photo.
You make an effort to explain where to park or drive people around and when you park slightly further, the only comment they can come up with is “Why park that far?”.
Everything is about themselves. All people know is to ask something of me. “Can you do this for me?”. And when they ask what seems as being concerned for me, you can tell if it is genuine. Did anyone ask me how I did in my exam? Has people ever put me into consideration?
It isn’t hard to see through the facade people hide behind.
You don’t attend gatherings and you’re labelled strange and anti-social. So I have to act and behave like people?
People expect me to go with people’s ways. Why not try going my way instead? Why do I have to cater to people? I don’t care if people are 80 years old or 8 month old. Respect is to be earned, not shown. Sick and tired of people. People are really a waste of my time.
People disappoint me. And you know what people… I don’t know, don’t care, don’t want to know, don’t want to care any longer.
Yes, I have a problem with people. Does anyone have a problem with my problem?
Who is anyone to care or pretend to care now? Where was anyone when i’m not on the top of the list. Where was anyone when I had to walk at least 30 minutes each way to the bus stop or train station when everyone else gets to drive or be driven. Did anyone even care that i might get abducted or something?
Where was anyone when i was suffering from chicken pox just because a still contagious kid was brought along to a dinner i wasn’t even interested in attending at all.
Where was anyone when I had to travel on public transport for at least 2 hours every Saturday to get to Indonesian school?
Who is anyone to tell me how to cook? It is an insult. Just because anyone has been cooking longer than me doesn’t make anyone a better cook than me. If I want to know how to cook something, I will ask. I don’t tell anyone things just because I think I know better. I expect the same.
Who is anyone to think they know better than me? Just because I don’t convey anything doesn’t mean I’m not knowledgeable.
Wouldn’t it be great to be in a place far, far away from anyone. To be left in peace and quiet, free from disturbances.
Which idiot would bring an unleashed dog to Tour de France? Causes nothing but problems for others. It’s not the dog’s fault, it’s the owner’s responsibility. The dog could have been trampled.
I spoke to a Southeast asian chinese female called Fynn today. What sort of a name is Fynn, considering she’s Chinese? I was born with a common name. It’s not the best of names but it sounds like a name. Not something put together to sound unique. Not something you would call your pet tortoise. Aren’t people trying a little too hard to come up with creative and unique names. Unique indeed. Uniquely wannabe.
It’s laptop, not lappie. It’s dinner, not dinsdins. It’s Messenger, not Msn. It’s afternoon, not arvo.
Uncool people use uncool terms. Cool ones, like me, use nice-sounding, correct terms. How did anyone managed to come up with the term dindins anyway?
Another Thursday at Gloria Jean’s. Doing the ‘homework’. With less than 3 months to go, there is a lot to compile. This is like preparing Our Nippon Journey.
Was distracted by the sound of swatting. This person was attempting to murder a little sparrow using a newspaper. How a person treats an animal tells a lot about that person. It reveals their true nature. It doesn’t matter if he or she attends churches frequently or prays five times a day at mosques or donates millions of dollars to charity. Those acts are either for show or to justify to themselves that they are a good person.
I don’t see the need to swat the sparrow.
I guess not everyone has a heart like mine.
South-east Asian girls, particularly Singaporeans and Malaysians, are increasingly becoming try-hards. So hard that nothing seems natural anymore.
What is so ‘a little surprising’ about Australians pronouncing Maggi as ‘Majee’. Wait till you see Shazam or SoundHound at work.
And using the word ‘like’ in every, like, third word, just, like, annoys me, like, extremely. There are only 2 categories of people who talk like that. It’s either they are dumb or they are trying to be dumb.
Does anyone, like, talk natural anymore? Try trying a little less hard, girls. And do us a favour…if you have speech problems, please attend a speech therapy session. Yes, I may be a bitch but I’m definitely not, like, a shallow one.
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