Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Have you ever wonder whether our human brains have a maximum capacity for memory space? And if there is, how much memory do we have?



I used to be able to remember the smallest things; like the clothes my friends wore when we were out for an outing like 10 years back, or what the person ate 5 years ago. But nowadays, I find myself forgetting things.. important things. I forgot the name of the person sitting next to me during band practice, I forgot my form teacher's name in JC, I can't even remember what's the surname of one of my best friends in band! I used to be able to remember 80% of the people in my level during Secondary School. I could even remember 20% of those not in my level. Now, I couldn't even match a face to a name that seems so familiar.



And to think that memory is the best thing that one could ever have. And now, I'm losing even that.. sad isn't it.



I enjoyed my Secondary School life most. Those were the happy days (minus the test and exams). I hung out a lot with my 'band gang' ... waking up early on Saturday for band practise doesn't seem to be a chore then. Contrary to the beliefs that band members are usually geeks, we are a surprisingly happening bunch, who are forever hanging around Clementi Mac Donald's. Ordering the usual cup of sundae, just wasting our Saturday afternoon, day dreaming. Sadly, as we grow older, different priorities kicked in - Studies, relationships, careers. We don't meet up that often anymore. Unfortunately there wasn't such thing as handphone,msn and email then. We kinda lost touch with some of the friends in the group. I just wish that one day when I'm walking along the street, I'll bum into some of them. I wish.

Sunday, December 31, 2006

I found more challenge nowadays in my new project (the wedding which is happening more than 1 year later) rather than my job. It's not an easy task being a bride-to-be. There's a million and one things to do!

1. The banquet (lunch or dinner?),
2. The gown (tube or off shoulders?)
3. The diet (lipo?)
4. The photography (overseas or local?)
5. The wedding favours (from hotel or our own?)
6. The invites (who to design?)
7. The guestlists
8. The wedding theme
9. And more................................

And it doesn't help that the groom-to-be's only comment is, 'so long as you like it'. Sigh.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Went for a job interview earlier. Fumbled my way through with my nonsensical answers. I hate fluffy interviews where they ask u the standard questions.

1. Why do you wanna leave your present job?
Model ans:There isn't room for growth with my current employer and I'm ready to move on to a new challenge
Truth: I hate my boss, I should get a higher pay, I hate the office IT which doesn't allow me to MSN.


2. Why do you want to join this organization?
Model ans: I see this organization as a great place to develop my career.
Truth: Maybe you are a nicer boss, you will give me a higher pay, I can log on to MSN here.


3. Where do you see yourself in 5 years time?
Model ans: I see myself as a top performing employee in a well-established organization, like this one.
Truth: I wanna be your boss / I may not be here anymore...


Does the guy who memorized the best model answer means that he's capable for the job? Sigh.. when will they ever get it?

Hmm.....it has been almost two years since I've blogged.. let's see what has changed in my life since the last post.... hmm... hmm...i guess nothing!

Life still goes on a routine basis, working, eating, watching movie, mahjong. And I wonder how I'm able to lead a life like this for another 50 years. But then again, isn't that what everyone is experiencing?

Thursday, November 04, 2004

Gucci, LV, Prada.... all these brands carry bags which are priced ridiculously. But still, many women would pay thousands just to carry these labels on the streets. I don't understand the rationale behind it. I mean, my god, a small sling bag with their logos on it would cost like almost $4000. Why are we paying for the publicity of these blood suckers? We should be paid cos' we are like the mobile advertisements for them! Why pay thousands of dollars when we can get fake ones at less than one third of that price? But then again, why would we even bother to buy fake ones if we don't care a damn about the label? Confuse.

Monday, October 11, 2004

Depression. A psychiatric disorder characterized by an inability to concentrate, insomnia, loss of appetite, anhedonia, feelings of extreme sadness, guilt, helplessness and hopelessness, and thoughts of death.

See what one word can do to you? Isn't it scary to know that our human minds are so weak, that just the thought of hopelessness can drive us to ending our lives so easily. Suddenly, nothing is worth living for.

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