So it happened that my trainer found out that i wasnt paying attention while he was lecturing and im kinda in his 'black book' now....

'Marcus, are you following us?'
'Marcus, did you manage to get it?'
'Marcus, do you where we are at?'

As a matter of fact, im not exactly being a diligent student and have been playing online poker all the time he was teaching...

Well, i dun really bother being in anyone's good book...

I am in my own sweet world...

Parlez vous Francais

today we have a trainer from Canada who is here to train us on products and customer service skills...we'll hafta bear with him for six weeks or more during which he'll see to us getting handson experience and teaching us to play the games...

Well, i cant believe im doing someting in which i learn to play online games as a job, how cool is that? I think im gonna stick around for a while in this company and see what he has to offer in terms of quality training...

I dun find it hard to understand his canadian english and i think it is a good opportunity to polish up my conversation skills...or mayb even my french...hehe...

Till then, Au revoir...


Avec amour,
Marc.

Pretending to be happy...

People often tell me how much they resent Monday, how gray the sky is, and how blue their feelings are...

I beg to differ...

Monday has always been the day when i can see my lovely colleagues again...
Monday is the day to share the weekend excitement...
Monday is the day to go out for a nice luncheon with friends...
Monday is the day to start working out again after much eating during the weekend...
Monday, contrary to Friday, is the day when u can plan for all kinds of activities for the coming weekend...

I nv drink on a Monday evening...
I nv despair on a Monday night...
I always look forward to spending Monday night at home...

I luv Monday...

After generations of constantly been loathed by people of all ages, infants and kids apart...I say we give MONDAY a BREAK!!

In that, I stongly suggest that we make Monday a holiday, much like Sunday...

Let Monday be a day to rest after all the hangouts on Sunday...
Let Monday a day to rejunevate our strength and prepare for work on Tuesday...
Let Monday be a day that people will look forward to...
Let Monday be as lovable as Sunday...

Gosh, after much appreciation of Monday, i cant for the day to end...Coz....

I love Tuesday more than Monday...

Sorry, pal...I will love you more when my off-days fall on you...it will come...

TGIF

Hooray, im thrilled...nothing can beat the excitement of having a drink afterwork....

On the other hand, it has been a rather slow week, nothing has evolved, and nothing has stopped the earth from evolving...boring...

Looking forward to a family reunion this weekend to celebrate MidAutumn...i dun know why we bother, since we havent any seasons here...still, there will be wine and liquor around....so let the party begins....


Luv Y'all...

Bar hopping...

Yeah, it's insane, ive barely joined this company for less than a week, and the folks kinda solicit, drag me out to hav a couple of mugs of beer...

Alright, not that im not excited to chillout with my new colleagues, not that i hate the idea that the company is deprived of female staffs, not that i dun look forward to jz some drinks....but, the idea of a beer gut kinda turn me off...entirely...

Lately, while i was still with SCB ( Standard Chartered Bank), we chillout for happy hour at least twice a week, normally on a tuesday and a Friday...i dun exactly know these two particular days were prefered, but i suspect it has gotta do with the art of 'balancing'...

We normally wouldnt drink more than one jug each, which was the standard as set by my ex-colleague, and yeah, she can really drink, but last friday we kinda got outta control...if memory serves me correctly, i think we had like 10 jugs to b shared among the five of us...alright, it was double the dosage of the benchmark we had set...

And because it was Leanne's bday, the bar manager decided that she will give us a jug of sex-on-the-beach on the house...and so, along with the mixture of beers and cocktails, and some chips and nachos, the blend didnt go down well my belly...

Instead, it kinda went back up...and according to my friends, yeah, i PUKED...AT THE BAR...

Now how embarrassing can that be? after been visiting steadfastly to bar FLAM for the past couple of months, i had decided that im gonna make BF my regular hangouts, at least for HH...coz i aint exactly a fan of Bangsar....skip the racial issue, skip the parking bay deprived issue, skip the not-so-happening issue...im jz not fond of the place...

Albeit all that, everything's changed...due to the fact that im working at phileo damansara, and previously at TTDI, and also becoz my hangout buddies, Leanne and Rex, they are staying in Mt.Kiara and Bangsar, respectively, we hav sorta mark BF as our territory...

i dunno, really...after the puking incident in which i cud hardly recall...i feel ashame going back there...so perhaps we're gonna look for another hangout afterall...

Coming back here, yesterday after work, my colleagues, Jeffrey, Limmy, Alvin and myself, we went to drink at this bar near our workplace, by the name of Matrix...dun b deceived by that catchy-sounding name, the place, as it turned out, aint promising...and by that, i mean nothing is ever gonna happen, no matter how long we would stay there....and by that, i really mean, THERE AINT NO CHICKS...period.

So, after two jugs of tiger, we adjourned to go to Absolute@bangsar...we ordered another two jugs, tiger again....and then i suggested nachos...God bless me, it was the worst nachos ive ever taken in my entire life...the cheese was plain, there was no condiments like Sour Cream and guatemala sause, jz some tomato salsa...

Needless to say, i told the folks that we aint going back there again, though the beers are really cheap, only 20 per jug...we later walked down the road to Castle, another joint in which the others frequent...they knew the manager there, and he recommended this tachos to us, it was sumptious! we thought it would b complimentary, but apparently the manager didnt see it as necessary...

So, we paid the bills, rather tipsy after perhaps more than a jug each...i missed my favourite TV show, Desperate Housewives...i missed the Gym...i missed dinner with my parents...jz so that i can hangout with the folks...

Well, i would say it was worth it...

Look forward to the next HH...till then, let's hold our guts together...

Moving on...

It must have been ages, or light years since i last written anything here...Today i was reading the newspaper and i came across these singaporean bloggers who are persecuted for deliberately commenting on racial issues and hence created a 'disruption' among racial unity...my ass...

It didnt bother me for a while of what i could or could not write in my blog...it didnt create a vigilant awareness that i might end up behind bars for what i say here...it didnt for one moment struck me that anyone would bother to read my blog at all...that explains it...

Looking back, i quit blogging after the ShangHai trip, i didnt even write on my experience to Cambodia, in which i have so much to tell...i must have gone all weary...my friends were asking me: What happened to you? Why havent u blogged? Are u still in Malaysia?

Yes, im still in freakin Malaysia, and why wont i blog if i were abroad? for more so the reason i would write every single day if im anywhere else than here...everyone knows im dying to get outta here...

Things didnt quite work out the way ive planned it...Bro has gone back to Australia, without me...which wasnt the initial plan at all...Didnt i say i was gonna follow him back there?

Apparently he welcomes me open arms to join him in queensland, but he was asking me, will i be able to bear living in the wild? With animals around you? cold wind slapping on my face?

Im still contemplating...time is ticking away...im getting older...i still wanna go backpacking, remember? that's underway too...ive decided i would go NZ...yeah, of all places that i say i would b going...how'bout europe, and of coz, States?

hmm...im kinda putting the studying plan on hold, after finding out that it cost 25k USD to get my MBA, and it is less than half the tuition fees if i were a resident...so, It aint too late to study when i get my PR rite?

Ppl are mocking me...they say im living in my own fantasy world...why would they give u a PR, they say...Could i be bothered of their sceptic remarks? NO...i knew i will get it, it's jz a matter of time...we'll see....

I hereby announce that I WILL BECOME A US RESIDENT, by hook or by crook...no point telling me i cant go, coz IM GOING>>>>>>leaving this freakin place behind...

Yes, im hating malaysia more each day, i jz dun know why....it's the people, it's the weather, it's the government...

So while waiting to go to US, i'll go travelling for a while, once ive gotten the travelling documents ready...the visa, the health cert, the police delinquency cert...

Coming back to reality, im currently working at a call centre, dun ask which company, coz u wont wanna know...no point staying at home and rot to death...at least im earning money to spend on my clothes and expensive food...been drinking a hell lot lately, thanks to the influence of my colleagues...or was i the one who influenced them? i really cant recall...

Geez, i cant believe they are paying me money to play games here...(told u not to ask bout the company...)...i might jz reveal a lil'...it is a gaming business, and yes, im literally paid to play games...on a daily basis...

well, that's all for today, shall blog extensively from today onwards...i hope...till i write to u again in a foreign land...



Another hour to go for Happy Hours.....



p/s: Malaysia is really the worst place ever...