Wee Chye Kee

Wee Chye Kee

Ever since I have memory about my childhood, what I remember about my grandfather is he will give me pocket money. Besides that, my favorite time is when my grandfather go for morning walk, he would bring me to the playground. 

Now, he had gone to another place and I believe that he would be better there. The place where my grandmother went 2 years ago. The land without pain and sorrow. He left us at 2pm this afternoon. 

Thank you for being such a caring and beloved grandparent to us all. You'll be in our heart. 

I love you, my grandfather. Wee Chye Kee. 

Learn

Learn

This is the worst day of my life. Bad things happened. Nothing is good. Or maybe one, that I'm still living. The pressure is forcing me. Hard. It's like suffocating. Or it's like I might die any minute. I realize, when I wanna talk to someone, I got nobody to turn to. I'm alone. I tried. But it's like I'm giving people pressure. I shouldn't. People don't have to listen to my crap. Anyway, nobody really wanna listen and willing to listen. Even the one I care and love. I know you're reading this. Probably forcing yourself to think that I'm not writing about you. Well, if you're happy this way. I'll just bare with it. Someone told me, the only thing I can do is bare with it. Even if I mind, I jealous, I mad, I sad, I emo, no matter what I do it's all the same. Yea I'm pessimistic. Sorry, I can't help. 

Besides, my lappie just have to let me down at this time, even the clothe I like has problem. Everything just have to come together. Well, it's good in a way. So that I won't have to be furious separate into few days. Come in one go is great. Someday, I'll learn to not worry, to not care, to not feel. That's when I'm there with popo.

After so many years, I'm sick of these.

I shall make a move.

Dear Mr Pathetic

Dear Mr Pathetic

Dear Mr Pathetic, 

How are you? Well, this question is kinda stupid to ask. I thought you are well all the while. Should I or not talk to you in this way? Sarcastic huh? Did I become a threat to you and push you into the corner? You don't even know exactly for what reason I hate you and won't tolerate. It's not what you did a year ago, but the time when you don't see me as a FRIEND. That's not the way to treat a friend. Am I in self acquisition? Because I don't even know if you're even talking about me. What happened last December, I wouldn't forget. I've never been disregard by anyone before. I thought we were friend, best friend. But I can't understand how could you do that to me. I thought of giving you a chance, but you just missed it. I think I'll talk to you one day when I feel like it again. Wonder if you would read this. How do you feel. That's what I think. This letter. 

Love, 

Ly

W • O • R • K

W • O • R • K

I spoke to a friend, he has lose his motivation and passion in his current job. Well talking about work, human live to work? Or do they work to live? It's a chicken and egg question anyway.

I love to work, especially with fun and passionate people. This sounds naive. In the corporate world, it's all about status, politic and power. I've gone through that. But nothing affect me because I'm not really gonna take that job as my career. That was just a short period of time. I'm talking about working in Kopitiam Asia Pacific Sdn Bhd, if you so happen to know what company is that. Of course, there were much politics happening in there. I'm blessed that I'm not one of the people who sacrifice because of politic. I love my colleagues. They were nice and helpful to me. I'm a new girl, know nuts about corporate environment. They brought me through. That could be one of the job I love so far.

I've been working pretty much since I was 15. Sis wanted me to get myself a partime job during my school holiday. I'm kinda lucky. Every job I get was decent and I feel grateful to all my bosses. So many kinda job, retail, promoter, teacher, sampling, sales, tester, marketing, etc etc. I remember each and every job. They were all great. I always love my bosses. Because they are great to me.

 

More and more pics, but I don't know where those picture went. LOL. As time goes by, sometimes I miss the time. With some people.

In a working environment, you see faces. Friendly face, polite face, fake face, dick face, stupid face, dumb face, sneaky face, angry face, fucked up face and etc etc. This is life. Life is all about work and work and work. Wonder if you work to live, or you live to work?