Chaotic Rambling.

[1] I should be even smarter by now as I've been going to a lot of training for the past 2 months. Presentation skills, (where, eventhough I was Ron's best student during the course, I still found myself mumbling like an idiot whenever I'm doing presentation or conducting meetings, which if I may add is non of Ron's fault because he is such a good trainer and as darling and charming as Englishmen can be), Corporate Proposal skills (which my boss was also supposed to go but she didn't want to because she is already good at that, so she claimed, which I have to laugh out loud for her claim but nevermind), Sales Leadership training (which does not add value to my knowledge, no offence to my trainer), Sales Relationship Building (woohoo, the bestest of all because I get to do all the jungley stuff like crawling in a cold teh susu river etc.) and last but not least, Blue Ocean Strategy, the most valuable knowledge by far.

Wow. Maybe I should get an award for being "The Most Training-holic Staff of the Year."

Well, actually. They made me go :-p

[2]That reminds me. Blue Ocean Strategy training was conducted at PWTC, and the room was soo damn cold that you need to answer nature's call every one hour, and believe me, you'll hate the toilet.

Whoever invented the toilet with water coming out from the back of your butt, helllooo get reaaaalll???? Who would be that lazy to clean up after doing their business?

The inventor, obviously.

[3]Sorry to gross you out on the toilet thing. Lets talk about better things. Like, food.

Yesterday, I woke up fairly early by my standard :-D and the urge to bake just came so suddenly that my helper was puzzled and asked what I was doing in the kitchen seven in the morning.

And, ehem ehem, I successfully baked a cheesecake, complete with the crust at the bottom of the cheesecake before going off for Ameer's speech therapy at SJMC. For an amateur, I'll say that my cheesecake turned out well.

Now that I know how easy peasy it is to make cheesecake, apologies to Secret Recipe but you just lost a customer :-p

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Gang of Sojourners.

Last night, my husband made me abandon Betty and met his friends from the world of Sojourn instead. Not something that you would look forward to, but then, let just give the man a break. Perhaps by doing what he wants me to do for him, he'll buy me a Diamond & Platinum ring for my birthday next year, to compensate with the non-existence of birthday present for me for two consecutive years, which is very very saddening I shall add.

Anyway.

This guy whom he wanted to met, his name is Paolo, is the only guy in the island of Philiphines that plays Sojourn. Paolo came to Malaysia on a holiday spree with his parents, and one of his brothers. He said his other two brothers refuse to tag along because they're busy with their girlfriends. Huh? Not very important, but nevermind.

Wait till you hear this. His father is a dentist. So does his other three brothers. Guess what he does? Not a dentist. Instead, he paints. He used to paint people, object, but it gets pretty boring. So now he paints abstract. Play with colours, he said. Nobody wants to buy his work, so he claimed.

But, poor people don't stay in J.W.Marriot. Trying to bluff your way eh?

The guys then started to talk about the love of their life. Unfortunately not their wives or girlfriends, but Sojourn. They talked and talked and talked, so absorbed in the world of battles, dragons, fancy ancient war equipment etc. Let me tell you this, it's damn boring.

There was another lady accompanying her husband, I didn't get her name but her husband is nicknamed Cop, and I could see her despair. I don't blame her because I was bored as well. Apparently they were just married for a month. To add to her misery, I told her that my beloved husband has been playing Sojourn since 1997, which he later corrected me, 1995 actually, and even with a wonderful wife (which is me of course) and two lovely kids, he still addicted to it. I just love that horrified face expression of hers. Its like, oh no? what if my husband can't stop? is my life going to be horrible? what have I gotten myself into?

Hahahaha.

Yeah. I'm bad.

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