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Month: January 2008

My Kind of Book: Macbook AIR.

World’s Thinnest.
Now if only I can get my hands on this…

Jerk that never gave me my Ipod nano when I purchased my macbook, in which I wrote him an angry email in return — with no reply till this day. Well, so I returned the Macbook to spite him. And have been meaning to write a second round of hate letters.

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Life of a Banker ^#1001

Some of you know that I have recently gone through a new job transition, yes – into a bank job. Although I can tell you now that despite the boring content of the job itself, there are very very interesting customers that make even a monotonous job such as depositing a cheque seem upwardly… interesting.

Case 1: Mr.W

Mr.W: Are you handing out free red pockets and calendars this year?
Secret Agent Nelle: Oh I’m very sorry Mr. W, but we ran out of red pockets and calendars.
Mr.W: What? I come here and somebody told me they’re not delivered yet, now you tell me they’re gone?
SAN: I’m afraid that’s correct Mr. W. We had it for one day and it was all distributed to the customers.
Mr.W: That is ridiculous. I demand that I have a pack of red pockets this saturday.
SAN: Uh Mr.W… we don’t…
Mr.W: No, I don’t care, you should’ve saved them for the customers.
SAN: (thinking: uh, that’s what we did, didn’t we? We gave them to our customers?….?)
Mr.W: (takes a piece of paper) What’s your number
SAN: Uhh sorry sir, but I dont’ think I can give you my…
Mr.W: No, what’s your number.
SAN: (gives bank’s number)
Mr.W: Okay (stares at my nametag). SAN I will call you this saturday and ask you for the red pockets. Are you clear?
SAN: Yes, Mr.W. I’ll try.
Mr.W: No, I will have my red pockets, and you will do something about it.

So I’m left scratching my head as to where we’re gonna go find these red pockets that we DON’T have. After seeing that his portfolio has $12,000,000, we decided to buy him 2 packs of red pockets instead, and hand them to him tomorrow. We thought losing a client with such a portfolio would be infinitely worse than losing $2 to red pockets. I thought it was spoiling the customers too much, but C said: “SAN, you just can’t say no to money.”

But the real question is, if you had that much money, why would it even matter if you got FREE red pockets or not?

His name is now re-nicknamed to Mr.Cheapo. I’m sorry, but that’s a necessary statement right there.

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NP, my saviour.

And yes, for all you Americans who thought I wrote ‘saviour’ wrong, we actually spell it with an ‘u’.

Anyway, so this may be my best investment yet:

NP Ceramic Hair Straightener

Ladies, if you want silky, soft and straight hair, an NP straightener is the way to go. Apparently, it has some infrared technology in it as well, I don’t know. But what I do know is that it makes my hair look like this:

Mmm mmm mmm.

I paid under the retail price for mine because I strategically seduced my hair dresser into selling it to me at $125. Usually it goes for $160. But even then, it’s still worth it. Trust me.
R.I.P Heath Ledger

Couldn’t believe it, we lost a shinning star.
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People.

L is a great girl. Tall, blonde, bubbly, attractive. I tell you, if I were a guy, I might just… However, that is not the point here. The point is to admire people like L. I work with L and I often find myself anticipated to work on the same shift as L. I’m still new at my job, so I need tons of help, as do most newbies do. Most colleagues of mine would display some kind of annoyance as I repeatedly ask questions (yes, I love asking questions if I don’t understand something), not that I blame them for being slightly annoyed with me, but L would never show annoyance towards me – but instead she would help me with open arms and a smile.

I don’t know, her constant positivity and energy just makes me feel uplifted. And oddly to say, happy. Because she’s just THAT contagious.

Do I sound somewhat like a lesbian at this point?

Sorry if I do, that was never my intent. It’s just that L really is a great person.

Speaking of which, L reminds me of some really happy people that I’ve met in my life. I’ve always grew some attraction to those people, as I had a dark period in my life, and the only type of people I would like to hang out with are people that are the polar opposites — the bubbly people with no problems. So that, maybe, just maybe I would live my sad life vacariously through their happy lives with no problems. But one day, M cried. And it was a sight to watch, as I never thought people as happy as M would every be so sad. It broke my heart regardless, and that’s when I knew that even very happy people, are only happy on their outer shell. Everybody has some kind of problems.

Back to L. I don’t know, is it even possible to always be so happy and positive? Maybe it’s just another outer shell waiting to be cracked by life’s circumstances? I try to be positive in every situation, because if I think about it, there’s nothing that I really need to complain about in life. I have everything, anything extra is just bonuses. And material? They’re just material things.

Anyway, I’m late for class. So I’ll finish this post later.
You ARE Hard To Get.
Remember that, ladies.

Ladies, this is what I’m talking about. It’s not so much of acting ‘hard-to-get’, because men are able to smell out the desperation. The harder you act, the more it reeks, and it only drives them further away. (Nothing is worse than a needy girlfriend, even I wouldn’t date myself two years ago). So what I have been telling my girlfriends is to just truly — occupy yourselves. Do what you’ve always wanted to do in life, go out with friends and confide in them, and meanwhile, your man is like a bonus star in your life. Don’t make them the ONLY shining star, because we all know, men aren’t perfect and mistakes are inevitable. Have a little bit of balance. I mean, your man should be able to invest time in their own lives too, no?

The following review exerpt is retrived from msn.com.

The Bachelorette’s Jen Schefft explains the subtle difference between playing hard to get and being hard to get — and why one might just be better than the other…

The Bachelorette‘s Jen Schefft wants women to realize it’s better to be single than sorry, and says so in her new book. In this excerpt, she breaks down the idea that it’s good to be hard to get when, in truth, it’s actually better to be hard to get. It’s a subtle, important distinction.

Rules Shmules

Whenever I’ve tried to follow any of those play-hard-to-get rules — usually on the advice of a seemingly well-intentioned friend — instead of ending up with a boyfriend, I’m left with a massive headache.

Should I reply to his text message immediately? How many hours should I wait to return his call? How many days do I have to wait to see him? Do I have to pretend I’m busy on Friday night? Actually, what am I doing? When I don’t like someone, I “let them down easily” (essentially blow them off) by not returning phone calls and hope they get the idea. But when I actually do like someone, I’m also not supposed to call him back?

Here are some examples of the difference between playing hard to get and being hard to get:

Playing hard to get:
You’re cold and aloof because you think it’s mysterious and that’s going to make him want you more. (Um, what if he’s not attracted to witches?)

Being hard to get:
If you’re distant, it’s only because you have a lot going on and you’re not around to call all the time. But when you’re with him, you’re attentive and show him your best self.

Playing hard to get:
Purposely not returning a guy’s phone calls and calculating a random number of hours you’re going to wait until you do so. “If he called me at 4 PM, I guess I have to wait at least forty-two hours to call him back so he doesn’t think I’m desperate.”

Being hard to get:
Not calling him back immediately because you’re actually busy with work, dinner with friends, a manicure, whatever. But you can call back in the same evening. There is such a thing as manners.

Playing hard to get:
He asks you out on a Wednesday afternoon for the following night, and even though you don’t have plans, you tell him you won’t be free until the following Saturday.

Being hard to get:
He asks you out and you can’t go because you really do have plans. Suggest another day that works for you to let him know you’d still like to see him.

Buy a copy of Jen Schefft’s Better Single Than Sorry from Amazon.ca or Chapters.Indigo.ca.
Give This Woman A Chance.

Do I even need to explain?
Great comeback tonight, greeeaat comeback.
Happy 2008!!

…yeah, I know, kind of slow. But it’s because I had a great week, and I was tooooo busy to xanga it all out! So here it is, new years at Nathan Phillips Square – Toronto. Was with my boyfriend and my bestfriend Janice. (The last part of the video is her, so cute). It was a bit chaotic, considering it was empty last year. But this year, we got pushed around like ragdolls. Sorry for the bad quality. Didn’t feel like making it a smaller size before i uploaded it, so youtube automatically pixelized my video.

Pretty indeed…

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Food.

I admit, we pigged out like little pigs while he was here. Everyday was a guilty indulgence in some kind of animal. Whether it be in a form of a polish hotdog or kalbee, mmmmm it rested in peace in my tummy.

Infamously known as Korean Grill House on Queen Street West.
For all you Americans, this all you can eat package went for $12.99.
My NY boyfriend couldn’t resist it.

Yar, that’s us!

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Designer Furniture.

Are you a big designer junkie? Designer everything, even furniture? Well, I know if I ever hit a big enough pot of gold, why YES! All my furniture will be CUSTOM MADE by my favourite designers. It saddens me and delights me at the same time to find that Vera Wang came out with her own line of mattresses.

What does Vera Wang know about mattresses? BEATS ME! I just get to tell people that they’re sitting/sleeping/jumping/eating on Vera Wang!

Who’s your favourite designer? And would you buy furniture from them, say a Gucci couch?

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