Last Day of Work and Farewell to my Younger Brother

[Wednesday, 31 March, 2010]

Early in the morning on this special day, I was thrown to recall about one good reason for me to leave – the extra worthless stupid shit. While trying hard to settle the remaining of the MTRC, I was being arrowed, together with Weitat, to the lab to do some checking. It reminded me of the past when I was too soft to reject, while everyone else tried to act deaf to the nuisance, ending up that I was the only person to help out in all the chores. By the end of these two years plus, I had already turned smarter by asking my boss of the work allocation. Since my boss spoke up to request me and Weitat to help out, I left the pile of documents on my table.

It was supposed to be random checking of five stations in each of the three labs for the installation of MS Office 2007, until the quality check had failed. It turned out that the vendor which took up the maintenance of the computers had earlier sent two interns over to do all the work; and instead of restoring the entire system before installing the new software, they simply did the easy way out. Many of the computers in the lab were having problems. That guy wanted us to screen through all the computers and note down the serial number of every failed system. I suggested that since the quality check had failed, we could just ask the company to send someone over to see, and make them double check all the computers, and after which, leaving all the MS office opened for us to check – he turned a deaf ear to my suggestion.

I was supposed to meet up with Faris together with Jingkun. While I was doing the shit, I tried to contact them as Indra rang me up as he wanted to join in as well. When I got back to the office, Jingkun told me he would be going out with Magdalene for lunch instead and I was very turned off for the last minute changes. Since it was no longer a meet-up of the “disciplinary team”, I asked the bosses along for a great gathering. When Faris was already on his way to the hawker centre, the two bosses were still busy inside the office and both Indra and I went down to the administration office to wait for them. After quite some time they arrived but there was a guy who came for course advising, which further delayed us. I was taken aback when I realised that they asked another colleague along. During the meet-up with Faris, I did not speak up much and there were some jokes that I was not very interested in.

Back to office, I started clearing up all the remaining mess. Weitat continued to help out in the checking of the computers even though boss had already stepped in to agree that it was not necessary to go through each and every one of them. I was quite worried for Weitat because he might be taken for granted by the same person who did it to me in the past if he did not reject the stupid craps earlier.

I felt quite embarrassed when Hasnah and Eunice passed me a little gift each because I did not prepare anything physically for them. Joy came back to the office and I shamefully told her I had not finished my farewell letter. In the late afternoon when the office was almost empty, she sent me to the Clementi MRT station. On the way, I was telling her that I had not felt anything yet and it was as though it was not my last day of work yet.

After reaching home, my younger brother’s friends came over soon. The house was messier than before since my younger brother was still packing his luggage for his student exchange trip to Germany. My aunt came over as well and I dozed off for around an hour before we set off. Since the luggage was big, we walked to the lift to squeeze with many working people. They were very disgusting for the lift was supposed to be taken by the needy or people who were carrying bulky items like us, and some of them who arrived later than us even fought to squeeze inside.

We waited for the second train since the first one was packed. My younger brother started to search for his camera’s cable and realised it was not inside his bag. Therefore, I made my way back home from Cityhall MRT to fetch it, which was actually left on my table. I took along my laptop and was glad to find a seat soon on the train to continue typing my farewell letter for my colleagues.

It took me quite some time to find Poppye after taking the Skytrain from Terminal 3 to Terminal 1. I had a feast with the ready-served food. My elder brother and his girlfriend had arrived long before me, and together with my younger brother’s friends, sitting together at the combined tables. My younger brother’s ex-girlfriend arrived next with all the university friends and I still found it very pity that they were not together anymore. I did not question him about it before.

When my younger brother went to check in his luggage, I went to the toilet after holding the shit since before I left my house, but to my disappointment as the toilet was not as nice as expected. While we were at the departure hall to take photos, my mum teared as expected.

My younger brother’s ex-girlfriend said she was going to Germany in a month’s time and told my mum to call her if we had anything to deliver to my younger brother. When she questioned about her number, my mum was at a loss and I had fun rubbing in before I explained to her that my mum’s phone was spoiled some months ago.

On the train, my mum hinted me badly to send my aunt home like usual, which my aunt did not like it. Then she suggested that she would send my aunt home instead and I found it stupid that my mum had to go home by herself after that in the darkness, and thus I followed. In the end, my mum decided to stay in my aunt’s house and thus, I took the opposite train home at Tiong Bahru.

It was not the day to grief and miss my colleagues for the departure of my younger brother was another big blow to my usual life, which I managed to get away from by working hard on the farewell letter. My head was heavy and I could not really think properly.

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Second Singapore Flyer Experience

On Friday, I woke up early in the morning again. I had only three hours of sleep as my old habit returned to haunt the night, refusing to let me go to bed before it was satisfied with the amount of work I could do.

It was not a good start of the day to face a colleague who seemed to have suffered from PMS. I was taking over Weiming’s class, which I was not familiar with as compared to all the other seven classes. On the bus towards Singapore Flyer, the fun was too short for celebration.

I was very used to seeing ugly students among the angels but the shame of Singapore joining in my group worsened my foul mood. Having twenty-five people squeezing inside a capsule was pathetic. The half an hour stay in the air was the longest thirty minutes I had ever spent.

My lunch was at Popeye at the cost of thirty-five bucks. I joined Joy’s girls at the Esplanade later for a walk. My mind was in a dilemma since I wanted to join the KO students at Marina Barrage and yet, I wanted to reach home by 3pm as to go to the chalet with my brothers. It was not long before the fatigue ruled my head and wiped out my brain. My eyes were closing and my skull was unbalanced. Nevertheless, I had some moments of relaxing periods.

I reached home just in time when my brothers were going off. Since I had not packed my stuffs and that my brain was losing to the gravitational effect, I decided to join them at night even though I could have gotten a free ride by my elder brother’s friend.

I concussed on the mattress and woke up in the evening. After dragging for a long time, I finally started leaving my house in my backpack. My younger brother picked me up near Pasir Ris MRT in the double bicycle but he got the shock of his life when we started moving off. It was difficult to balance. I took the front seat when I went East Coast Park with Wanling long ago and I supposed it was easier to team up with a non-cyclist. Alas, we got used to it and got back to the chalet.

My cross cable was put in good use when we started LAN gaming, joining my younger brother and my laptop together. However, I was very disappointed that there was no wireless internet connection within Costa Sands Resort and thus I could not do my work. My younger brother could plug in his iPhone to access the internet but mine did not work.

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Thrice a Week

Last week was the rarest week of the year. I played volleyball thrice in a week alone. Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday marked the history ever since I started working in my current job almost two years ago.

I did not play as good as in the past anymore.

On Thursday, I stayed alone inside the office until six plus. The effort to start setting up the poles and net boiled me up so much when one of the Pilipino guys started bringing his laptop out to pretend busy. The group of them was good players but certainly freeloaders. The game was full of ups and downs, but I was glad enough to amaze myself a couple of times. I walked home by myself.

On Saturday, I had my FYP lecture 2 before going home to change up and meeting Jingkun and Weitat at Vivocity. Dinner was settled at Long John Silver’s before we set off for Clementi. The game was boring at times and my performance was never consistent. We had dinner at Changi Airport Terminal 1 where Jingkun and I lost to the temptation of Popeye’s chicken. We ended our night at the Mustafa before Jingkun sent me home.

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Singapore Flyer, Popeye and Early Birthday Surprise

My Saturday was spent more sloppily than the previous week. The lack of sleep from the night cycling put me on the mattress every now and then since I did not get a straight comfort rest somehow.

I did try to make the best out of the day with my website. Meanwhile, I was pinning for the arrival of 7.30 PM for one of my favourite shows – 鹿鼎记. I actually dozed off and missed half an hour of it; the worst thing was that I did not manage to get my favourite fish and chips at the Amara hotel’s food court.

Mingfa called me in the midst of my show and I was quite delighted when they suggested going out for dinner. The final call from them cost the last few minutes of the show but I actually spent the time waiting at my void deck for them. Mingfa and Weitat came over to fetch me and together we went to the Singapore Flyer. We met up with Jingkun and Mingli who got there earlier and we bought the tickets.

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The scenery was okay but the night’s darkness made photography difficult. I supposed every visitor had to choose between visibility and photography.

Anyway, the four of them were too excited and thus most of the shots were on them. The sudden decision to spend the thirty bucks saw disaster to my hair. It was my first ever ride on a ferries wheel. It was great to have the whole cabin to ourselves.

After the short-lived enjoyment, we finally got to chew on the chicken in the Popeye fast food restaurant. I was so hungry that I started peeling out the flesh immediately and almost burnt my fingers. It was delicious.

After the late dinner, they were discussing over the next destination. Mingli took Jingkun’s car again. I felt weird that they wanted to go to the Henderson Waves but the tiredness and excitements eased my suspicious.

We went to the petrol station before going up the Telok Blangah hill. When we stopped at the carpark, I was asking them if we needed to wait for Jingkun and Mingli but I did not get any answer before we started making our way up to the bridge. We took some stroll around before Jingkun came over and told us that Mingli was having menstruate and was sitting down at the end of the bridge. Suddenly, Jingkun gave me a plastic knife and I finally realised what was going on.

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Mingli failed to light the last candle before our arrival. They started singing birthday song and I could feel their efforts. There was a little photo taking session before we ended the night and I had to bring the entire cake home since they were all full already.

Singapore flyer, Henderson Waves and Alexandra Arch

On the same night which I ended my Southern Ridges expedition with Gilbert, my volleyball gang called me up for dinner at the Singapore Flyer. Weitat, Mingli and Jingkun drove over to pick me up and meet up with the rest – Mingfa, Mingen, Tiffany, Wilson and Ruoci.

It was my first trip down to the Singapore Flyer ever since it was built. Then, I realised they were going there for Popeye, which I thought they only had branches at the airports. Despite I already had my dinner earlier on with Gilbert, the craving for the delicious chickens made me share a three-piece chicken meal set with Mingli. The sizes of the chickens were small and disappointing though.

The rest of us, excluding Mingen and Tiffany, went to Mustafa after our late dinner. We left soon after Mingfa got his knee guard. The highlight of the night finally began. As I was mentioning about my trip to the Southern Ridges, and how beautiful the Henderson Waves was in the day and certainly would be even more dashing at night, my gang decided to complete my night and desire.

Weitat drove to Telok Blangah Hill and we climbed up from the car park. It was not long before we arrived at the classy Henderson Waves. Because of the height, it seemed like we were hanging in the air. The lighting and the tranquillity made the entire bridge look like heaven. There were already people hanging around to enjoy the beautiful night and some army guys were jogging.

We proceeded next to the Alexandra Arch, which was a big disappointment as the lighting ended at midnight, and thus we could only see normal white lights. A group of youngsters were camping there. We ended the night and it was probably too quick to take any nice night shots.

NParks had done a great job.

Second Time to Changi Airport Terminal 3

It was my second trip to Changi Airport Terminal 3. The first time was together with Weitat, Mingfa and Mingli when they knew I had not been there since the official opening during January. We had Popeye and it was quite a great night after shopping at Chinatown during the Chinese New Year period.

Two days ago, I made my lonely trip down to the Terminal 3 by train after work. I dragged on my feet in my exhaustion upon the returning from reservist a day before. I had Popeye again. Departure was usually an unbearable session. I had far worse experience than that.

Poppye after Volleyball

It is a big turn off to play volleyball with people who show “black face” for no reason right at the beginning of the game. But we have to accept the fact that not everyone knows how to control emotion. The next time when you decide to roar or show your discontentment, consider whether if it is pointless and if it will give negative effect instead, because we are all grow-ups.

All the way to Changi Airport to have Poppye is really interesting but somehow it strikes me for the fact that Wilson and Weitat always have to drive so far and also waste their petrol fee. It is a mixture of whelming with togetherness and guilt. If I were the one who owns the car, I might not want to drive so far away unless I’m not tired and is rich enough to afford the petrol fee.

When you do not know when is the right time to talk and whether your friends are in the mood to talk, it is best to remain silent. But silence can be a torment during long journeys. We all want to be with the correct crowd but the sacrificing ones always have to give in.

We grow up to have our own sets of thinking. What is required is the ability to compromise; but too much is bad because people tend to take you for granted.