Wednesday, June 29, 2011

EOL Phone

It has been a while since my phone started showing signs of aging. Recently its health deteriorated drastically. The battery just wears off after the phone rings or if a text message is left unanswered for a while (as it keeps buzzing to inform that there's a message). Getting a phone has been a top priority recently, not to keep up with the trend but merely a necessity. However, it just seems impossible and out of reach to get a phone at the moment.

While I do hope to own a smart phone, it is not just as simple as walking into a shop and getting a phone. These days, it is the package that determines whether or not the phone is actually smart and not the phone functions that makes the phone smart per se. On top of that, there's concern regarding whether the iPhone5 will be debuting soon. You would really kick yourself in the head if you have gotten yourself an iphone4 and shortly after that the iphone5 is released.Dilemma. I'm desperately in need of a phone that doesn't die on me. Currently, I have to carry the charger around to keep it alive while I'm at work. Grunts.

My phone has reached it's EOL (end of life). It has been servicing me for the past 4-5 years. Yeah, I'm that obsolete when it comes to gadgets. Hotokajo (what do I do? in Korean). Sadly, even though I am a part of the workforce, I couldn't afford to get myself a decent phone. Sigh. I want to be a billionaire so freakin' bad. In need of a phone desperately. Oprah if you are reading this please help me out.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Are You Dummy?

Last Friday, I called the Helpdesk up to report on the mistake in my name. When the person from the Helpdesk answered,I was stunned by what she said. She asked me:

Helpdesk: Are you dummy?

I was speechless for a moment. That's rather harsh now isn't it? It wasn't my fault that there was a mistake in my name to begin with. Then I thought to myself, well since I called the Helpdesk up, I suppose you can say so.

Responding to my momentary silence, the Helpdesk girl asked "Are you familiar with ayudame?". My reply was,"No". She added, "Can I have access to your mouse?". I told her "Sure".

What a name to call the aid program. Ayudame.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Counting Down

Counting down the hours to the end of a sabbatical. Twenty four hours to go. Farewell sabbatical.

Managed to catch a short interview of Jang Geun Suk on tv. However couldn't understand a word he said. The subtitles just have to be in Mandarin. Why can't they just have english subs? Rather happy though that as a consolation of being unable to attend the concert/fan meeting/show, I get to "see" him (through the screen). He has gained some weight though. Not as thin as he was in Mary Stayed Out All Night. Guess he was right about himself being the type that gains and loses weight easily.

Saturday, June 04, 2011

So Near Yet So Far

Frowns. Deeply saddened that I couldn't attend Jang Guen Suk's first Cri Show in the county today. Sigh. I'm so near yet so far. In the same state but unable to be at the concert/fan meeting/show. Upset that I couldn't see him in person. Sigh. Wonder what he looks like in person? Wonder how tall he really is? So tempted to go to Seoul. Let Me Cry.

Thursday, June 02, 2011


For the first time in almost a decade, I puked. I seldom puke but I don't know why I did. I supposed I shouldn't have eaten the spagetti given by the coach. The combination of spagetti and coffee and the glimpse of movie from the LCD screen in the bus must have been the cause of the motion sickness. Which ultimately lead to vomitting.

I never puke even on the bumpiest ride but somehow I couldn't control the vomit this time around. I nearly puked on myself because I couldn't find a plastic bag in my bag. Then I remembered the plastic bag containng buns that my parents have bought for me for my journey. I quickly emptied the bag. Sure enough, not long after I got hold of the plastic bag, the vomit surged from my mouth. I was really embarassed by the whole episode. But thankfully I didn't vomit on myself.

When I was done puking, I headed down to the lower deck to discharge the aftermath as well as to ask for another plastic bag, just in case of a second round. But I was told by the coach steward that they do not have any. He quickly asked me whether I needed him to get the driver to pull over so that I could puke. I assured him that there's no need. Otherwise the entire bus' passengers will be cursing me.

I still feel under the weather after the whole vomit episode. Groans. Why do I still smell vomit even after I have showered?