December.05.2006
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Yesterday, I was picked up by my sister to go to work at her gym. So she drove me there and told me what to do. She also gave me work to do with the ACCOUNTS. What was she thinking? I did well though. Don’t matter.
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Then we had to go back home after lunch because she wanted to get some stuff and modify some of the membership cards using my laptop. That was when she produced this yeloow-brown envelope usually used by the government. There was a typewriter font on the front and a government stamp. I didn’t know why she kept on holding it up as if wanting to gove it to me. Well… Turned out she did want to give it to me; she just didn’t say.
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I took it from her hands and saw my ‘full’ name on the envelope. FULL NAME IN TYPEWRITER FONT. My heart was racing. I’ve already received a rejection letter from RTB so I wasn’t expecting it to be FROM RTB again when I finally read the contents.
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They have given me a job.
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I have a freekin’ job… I’m ecstatic. Not being sarcastic here. It’s weird… I received the letter today just when my sister was shoving doubt in my head about my university option. She was saying:
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"Why don’t you go to Malaysia?"
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I didn’t tell her this but I already applied for three (I think universities in Malaysia) and never got word from them ever. I sent through snail mail and e-mail and then I waited for two months but nothing came by. So why didn’t I go to Malaysia? Because they didn’t answer my application. I guess it got lost in the post or got filtered in the Internet and when they got it the e-mail was all gibberish.
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So really… If those were the cases, I’ve really just applied for the one in Australia and I would have thought that I wouldn’t be accepted.
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Why am I talking about university? Because there’s a point to all this. The bank loan that my mother had asked for (from the bank; duh) is being processed. The loan’s for my uni study abroad and then I got this job. I’m grateful to be so lucky and all that, I really am and I know that it’s not that easy for anyone to get a job after just one pleading letter for employment.
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My dad actually is glad that I got a job but my mom… not so. She said that I’m still too young and that I could get wor after I finish universiy. I get her drift. I understand what she’s saying but it’s a lot of money to go to where I want to study (Although I’d like to go) and it’s just too much for them. I don’t want to be a child who is the root of their financial crisis (if it ever happens).
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My dad wants me to get work experience and then go seduce another company after 2-3 years of work in RTB. Then, once I’ve wormed my way into ‘X’ company I’ll be working there until I’ve got enough money to finance my own business (?). So he wants me to build my own business… I wonder as what.
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I guess it has to do with designing since he was talking about me attacking the company named ‘Sunlit Advertising’ (?). Interesting chess moves from my dad. All he needs now is for the Pawns to protect the Queen from falling off the board.
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December.06.2006
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Hah…. the second day working in RTB. It’s alright I guess. They do tend to talk about me as if I wasn’t there. They talk in Malay and they don’t use my nick name and all that. All they say is dia, ia, di dapan ku, atu…. oh well…. Not like I was gonna be given a break or a chance from the ‘newbie’ curse. ^^;
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I’ve learned a few things from them and about what I’m supposed to be doing. It’s kind of hard because the person who was teaching me was kind of an expert at it so she was teaching me in fast forward. She’s nice though. Everyone’s nice. Just… not when their pretending not to talk about me and using codes, sign languages and head bobbing/jerking in my direction….. Ah well…
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I didn’t do anyting yetserday and just learned a little but enough. I get paid for that one day. Then today… I don’t even know if I’m going to do any work at all. I can’t learn a thing since I’m afraid that if I do mess with the computer program their work might disappear in a blink of an eye. I’m scared because the nice-expert-lady said not to press twice on this particular button because it clears EVERYTHING if pressed twice. She only taught me a few buttons and there’re more buttons that I have yet to be taught. So I’m afraid. ^-^
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Oh yeah… there seems to be a civil war in RTB between the ‘RTB International’ (better known by me as ‘The Freezer‘ b’coz the A/C is blowing into my spine) department whenever I’m sitting behind my desk and the ‘Tape Room’ or better known (by me) as ‘The Cutters‘.
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It seems that The Cutters tend to do random blackouts, weird cuts and they don’t read The Freezer’s sweat drenched timetables for the program times. Kinda’ funny in a way ^^; The Freezers would call The Cutters and they’d battle with words that make you squirm with delight (if you find entertainment in witty one-sided conversations).
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Oh yea… there’s this guy sitting north east from me. He’s kind of a secretary for the sir/boss. He can’t call me by my nick name because it’s like his dad’s!! He tried but he couldn’t and ended up calling me by my ‘title’. Then, today, he called me by my full first name. So it was kind of weird. It sounded a little too casual but a little too formal too. It’s just weird, that’s all. So I’m gonna make it easier for him. He’s gonna call me ‘Sima’ if he wants. My name shortened… I wonder if he’ll actually call me by that name? Sounds weird. Ah, who cares. If he could call me by that name then that’s good. But the women… They’re calling me by my full name except they’ve changed the prounounciation…
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Oh yeah… There’s a girl in the office who speaks to her boy through the office phone (has been for half an hour+) and yea…. She’s using the phone that was in front of my desk. Kinda’ weird how you could use the office phone for personal use. Oh well…
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And… they really can’t stop talking about newbies…. Turns out there’s another newbie who came back from studying abroad and s/he’d been working in his/her house (dunno the gender). Huuuu~~
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That person also shared the newbie curse but atleast s/he wasn’t in the office to hear about it. Ho hum….
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And another thing… The bin’s next to my table and people have to pass in front of my table to go out of the office so everyone can see me and what I’m doing…. =.=||| I keep on wanting to nod off too! A lot of times…. And I die in the morning and after lunch because I have to walk up four twisting giraffe necks a long path to the office…
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I’ll just complain here and now so that I won’t whine and complain later. ^-^ Sorry to burn your eyes with all this! Hahhaa!
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December.07.06
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I…
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I…..
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I PICKED UP THE PHONE.
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That was such a scary experience. But then, it was really quite easy. It was just a phone call for one of my Head team. She was out then and I had to jot down a few info about the caller.
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My sister’s taking me out for lunch! Whee~~! My first ‘restaurant’ lunch during work! Since I started working in office (which was two days ago) I’ve been eating at my mom’s office. I hope I don’t eat oily stuff b’coz the first day I did so, I felt like vomitting. The stairs here are crazy as I said before.
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The pay’s good I guess. I can’t be too picky. My eldest sister gets WAY LOADS MORE than I do teaching English. I get, like, 1/10 of her pay ^^; That’s enough for me b’coz I don’t need to buy petrol for the car and I don’t have any mouths to feed. I don’t even own a house/apartment yet so I don’t really need to worry about necessities… Lucky me there I guess.
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Oh yea… the Ghurkan (sp?) security guards are friendly although some of them have stony expressions on their faces. Most of them, if you smile, they’ll smile back. In the end security guards are just human.
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December.08.06
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I’ve been sick since yesterday and boy… today I felt like as if needles were being thrown at me and every single sharp point was right on target. My flesh was sensitive and every time I rubbed my skin against something it feels like as if somebody pierced those sharp needles into me. I’ve caught this fever from my dad’s driver. Darn it…. And I have to go to work tomorrow. If I don’t, they’ll cut my pay and that wouldn’t look good especially when I just started work.
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