Wednesday, 29 July 2009

Miley Cyrus - The Climb

Currently am in love and listening to this song over and over again. The song is stuck in my head. And yea, I've got nothing to update on... LoL.

I can almost see it
That dream I am dreaming
But there's a voice inside my head saying
"You'll never reach it"

Every step I'm taking
Every move I make feels
Lost with no direction
My faith is shaking

But I gotta keep trying
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down
But no, I'm not breaking

I may not know it
But these are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most, yeah
Just gotta keep going

And I, I got to be strong
Just keep pushing on

'Cause there's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be a uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Somebody's gonna have to lose

Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb, yeah!

Keep on moving, keep climbing
Keep the faith, baby
It's all about, it's all about the climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith


Monday, 27 July 2009

I need a 101

Can somebody give me a 101 in basic life juggling?

*screaming my lungs out*

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

Officially 23 and getting OLDER!

So instead of planning big hoo-has on my birthday, my sister decided to spend me a nice quiet dinner with my family. Family bonding. It has been quite some time when we had a proper dinner without sour faces. All replaced by joyful glee and laughters.

Before dinner, must camwhore.

After dinner, must camwhore.

Ka Wha Korean BBQ.

I've never tasted Korean food that is oh-so-good!
Place located at Bangsar, Jalan Telawi 2.

Raw dishes are prepared by real Koreans.
If you are looking for a less-heated, crowd-less, more comfortable place to have Korean BBQ food,
then this is the place to be.

I wouldn't say I come from a super-perfect family.
But they are always there for me through all my good and shit times.
Moments like this are best shared with loved ones around.
Memories are always kept in the heart to last for a life time.


Saturday, 18 July 2009


Random-ness for the weekend. Just a short update for the moment... my birthday was on the 15th July and yes, I didn't celebrate it but just had a quiet dinner with my family. More pics to come. Haven't finish editting it just yet. Do come back soon!

--->> looking for the poll bar?

---------------->>> it's on your right-hand-side !!

Sunday, 12 July 2009

The Least of Expectations?

It's been an excruciating boring Sunday I might add. But I had long hours spent alone to sit, think and picture everything on the past and present and future. Not the most joyable thing to do but I guess sometimes when we actually do solemn to ourselves at a point in our life, it is rather amazing to see how things evolves.

I've been torturing myself, mentally. For this past months, I've gone through so many unexpected events. Not knowing how the future might be. I struggled to a point of breakdown and losing insanity. Falling sick every week, and even starve myself because I had lost every inch of appetite. It's crazy to be in this alone and come to think of it, I wasn't struggling alone, I was indirectly and uncautiously making those who were by my side to struggle along with me.

Did I change in a way or other? Or have I just gone bad to worse?

I quit clubbing. Quit drinking. And I'm trying to quit smoking as well. Quit modeling. Quit photoshoots. Quit freelance jobs. I practically quit what I did in my past.

I even threw my skimpy clothings during my modeling days. I'm learning to dress more decent. Less makeup.

Am I trying to be a better person? Portray a better image? I want to be better. That's for sure. But I'm beginning to realize, I'm getting quieter by the day.

But all I want is to be happy.

And I know, happiness come when we least expect it to happen.

And thanks to YOU, I know where I am. And know that I'm building every inch of bricks back.

Wednesday, 8 July 2009


What should I write about? I'm surprised that I can't think of anything right now.. Sheesh.


*10 minutes later*


I gotta get up early tomorrow. Yawn. At this rate of waking up at 5.45am to go to work is really killing my appetite again. Right after I got so used to working the 12pm-9pm shift.

I was blog hopping just awhile ago. Fooling around in Facebook. Scratching my backside. Digging my nose and thinking back what did I buy at Watsons that cost me RM60 bucks.

*peeks into the shopping bag*

Pad? Panty liner? Lip balm? Vitamins? Mint? Pocket tissue? MAHAI...! All this cost me RM60..?? I'd just probably go the supermarket next time. Definitely much cheaper there.

Okay. I'm feeling the drowsiness from the painkillers.

I'll write something more read-able next time. Ta~

Sunday, 5 July 2009

It's that +1 season again

Much to my surprise, another year has come and gone. And I meant adding another year to my age. Since I was small, I never once missed celebrating my birthday. Even if it was with my family or friends, it is celebrated one way or another. At home, a fancy restaurant, at a club...

And not too mention, the last couple of years, I celebrated my birthday and burned a hole in my pocket. If I'm not mistaken, I spent almost RM700 on my 21st birthday and last year, a whopping number almost reached RM1k.

But this year, it's another 10 days more to my big day and I'm not planning anything. Seriously. Those who has known me for years will be expecting me to be going ga-ga about deciding what to do. Not this time. I'm planning to have a quiet birthday this year and not spending a bomb in the club. I'm thinking about a short vacation by the beach or something. Somewhere nearby. Mum was asking me.. "Steamboat at home..?" And I told her, "Well, maybe not. I'd probably go for a short holiday". Instead of spending money opening endless bottles in the club, I might as well spend it on me this time round. =) We'll see...


By the way, have you read my recent post about my job? Did you rather find that entertaining? I have another story to tell. Here goes...

If I'm not wrong, this happened when I was on the 12pm-9pm shift. Calls were going alright... right until it was almost 8.30pm when my shift was about to finish. This man... I'd say late 40's in his age? He called and ask me to check on a booking. When I got to his booking, it was for like 60 passengers on one single booking. Normally, we're not allowed to touch those kind of booking. Because for a large group to make on a single booking, they are suppose to call to another department.

Here goes the conversation (a short-editted conversation that I can still recall) :

**Let's just put the name of the man as Mr. X**

Mr. X : I have a booking for 60 pax and "YOU" cancelled my flight! *angry*

Me : Mr. X, can you please rephrase what you've just said. I can see it's a booking for 60 pax and you will need to call the group booking instead and plus, it wasn't "ME" who cancelled your flight. *annoyed*

Mr. X : I don't care who cancelled it, but it is cancelled!

Me : Yes, I can see that.

Mr. X : Can you just transfer the call to somebody whom I can speak with regarding about this.

Me : No, I can't transfer your call.

Mr. X : ...................................................................... *he kept on babbling on God-knows-what*

--- the conversation went on and on and on till this part right here

Mr. X : Can you just put me through to somebody because I DON'T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND ENGLISH.

Me : Excuse me, if you think I don't understand English, what language do you suppose we're communicating now???

Mr. X : *silence*... Errrrrr..... *long pause*.....

Me : Riiiight... *bloody smack in the face*

OMFG can die dot com.

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Bloody Update...

I'm finally back alive and kicking. After a month long of separating myself and my laptop, I suddenly got so used to the idea of not being online, not checking Facebook, not updating my blog, not spamming in Twitter. Just busied myself with going to work and going out with my friends and not drowned myself in the virtual world.

As many of you know, I've landed the job at a call centre at Salmat Salesforce and currently under contract with Jetstar Airlines as a client. And talking all day long with mainly people from Australia has been a real bummer. Having to listen to their aussie accent, and after 2 freaking months being alive there, I can bloody fake my accent during on call and is fucking annoying. And whenever we answer calls, we have to start the call by using a script which is "Welcome to Jetstar, this is Jen speaking, how may I help you?" Problem is, I can't use my name Jen Ai, because whenever I introduce myself, even to local people.. they'll be like.. "Jena.. Jen..Jen what..??". Imagine saying my name over the phone. The first few days, I used my name Jen Ai when I'm on call, and I've been given so many names in return...

Situation #1

Me : Welcome to Jetstar, this is Jen Ai speaking, how may I help you?
Passenger : Oh hi! Jena is it?
Me : No no, it's Jen Ai..
Passenger : Hi Jena!
Me : No.. it's J-E-N-A-I.. Jennnnn.... Aiiiiii...!!
Passenger : Ok Jena... I need to enquire..... *blablabla*
Me : *warrafakkk*

And the next week, I've decided to cut my name short, and just use Jen during calls. And this is what happens.

Situation #2

Me : Welcome to Jetstar, this is Jen speaking, how may I help you?
Passenger : Hi Jane...
Me : No, it's Jen.
Passenger : Oh sorry Jane...
Me : *wah lan nehhhh... omgwtfbbq*

So yea... you tell me how??? Bloody simple name also can give me another name. I've been given name like Jen Si by Singaporeans, Janice.... Jean.... *Wow. I have fucking multi identities*

So.. yea... I've got fucking alot of things, funny things and shit experiences while working here. And I can say it's a mixture of fun and stress. And main point to have in mind is... Do not take all the calls personal. This people can be rude. Rude to the extend they don't give who the fuck you are. And they can tell you that this is not personal they know you're just doing your job, but they can fuck you upside down on the phone. Oh btw, 4:10 of the ratio hates Malaysians. =)

Tell you more stories the next time! Here is my office! It's big, colorful, theme is given seasonally.

Yea. Looks like a happy place to work? Judging by the outlooks can be deceiving. =P

Anyone of you is interested in working? We still have vacancies!

I'm done chattering.

Need sleep.