Effects of alcohol has on you (by drink)

Use this as a rough guide on what will happen after having that number of drinks:

2 drinks – You relax and start to lose your sense of judgement.

3 drinks – Reduced activation in your right inferior frontal cortex helps the inhibitions drain away.

4 drinks – Brain doesn’t pay enough attention to negative feedback; have trouble evaluating risk and reward.

5 drinks – Memory being to power down (i.e. recall fewer details); your amygdala (i.e. brain’s early warning system for danger) is starting to deactivate.

6 drinks – Have problems keeping your balance; become more aggressive than usual; have water retention in frontal lobe, middle cerebellar peduncle and thalamus which result in exaggerated moods and trouble with motor control.

7 drinks – Body starts expelling the toxins (via vomitting).

10 drinks – (For people in northern climates) Can develop hypothermia as the body rapidly loses heat due to blood vessel dilation; memory becomes selective (fragmentary) or totally incapacitated.

12 drinks – Become emotionally numb; reflexes serverly impaired; may urinate uncontrollably.

16 drinks – Don’t know where you are, muscle coordination problems, blurred or double vision and convulsions, may pass out.

18 drinks – Impaired as you would be under surgical anesthesia.

20+ drinks – Lungs can shut down, gaga reflex is suppressed and may choke on vomit; BP is dangerously low; risk coma or death.

– The above was extracted from Men’s Health USA Apr 2013

Conclusion: Don’t over drink.

 

The Death of Steve Jobs

Steve Jobs,

the Thomas Edison and Henry Ford of our time has passed away.

Reminds me,

that our lives on earth is short – make it worthwhile because it won’t stay.

 

When I received news that he was dead, I went to read the various articles written about him and I think this is probably the best tribute to him. See http://gizmodo.com/5838847/steve-jobs-is-dead

Stocktake on Jurong Island

I was booked for a stocktake which was carried out on Jurong Island since yesterday. The staff involved were the technicians (the people who do this on a daily basis), internal auditors (client’s employees from other departments) and us (the external auditors).  Each team should have a technician and an internal auditor. It was a very tiring stocktake because we had to climb oil tanks (collectively, as tall as Swissotel). The highlight of this stocktake was when I observed this conversation during lunch break:

Singaporean: Wow, it’s a very hot day today right?

China man: Yes.

Singaporean: I sweat a lot. Was it like that yesterday?

China man: Yes.

(they carried on eating)

Singaporean: My legs are killing me. Are yours hurting as well?

China man: Yes.

Singaporean: I pity the technicians. They have to do this everyday.

China man: Yes.

(China man went to get a drink and came back)

Singaporean: So did you climb a lot of tanks this morning?

China man: Yes.

Singaporean: So how many did you climb?

China man: Yes.

(Singaporean went to get a drink and never came back)

Life in the wilderness of audit

On 7 Dec 09, I was officially transferred to audit. The entire month was fantastic. I was paid a month’s salary to sit at a desk and listen. I wished it was longer.

I was actually excited to enter the “wilderness of audit” when I started real work in Jan 10. However, my excitement was short-lived. It has officially ended today. I ended working till 1am and I am so tired that I don’t wanna go to work anymore.

Anyway, need to sleep. Goodnight.

The Bonia Lady

Today, I went to Bukit Batok Driving Centre for a basic theory revision. Everything seemed normal and I expected the lesson to be boring. I was wrong.

 About 30 minutes into the lesson, a lady in her early-thirties (who looks 8-10 times uglier than Ris Low) entered the class and apologised to the instructor for being late. She then strut (yes, strut. Not walk.) to her seat. She place her left hand on her hip and forcefully strut down the centre of the classroom. For a moment, I thought an elephant was entering the room.

 Halfway through the lesson, the instructor explained the meaning of a diagram – a letter ‘B’ lighted in green next to a traffic light. He then went on to mention that there is one located around Lau Pa Sat area. The lady immediately asked, “Izzit? How come I never see before? I used to work there 10 years ago but ne’er see that kind of traffic light. Is it inside Lau Pa Sat?”

 Before the class ended, the instructor flashed a slide stating his email address (just in-case we have any queries) with a background of a beautiful Nissan sports car. The lady immediately commented proudly, “That’s my favourite car. I’ve sat in it before.” The instructor then went on to ask if she knows the brand of the car. “Of course, it’s a ferlalli”, she replied confidently.

Happy day

Today, I felt the building sway again. But that was not the highlight of the day. Towards the end of the day, I picked up courage to ask my boss for a transfer. And…. he agreed! I was very glad that he was so supportive. Thank God for that. Cannot stop smiling after that (I even smiled throughout my bus ride home).

I felt the earth move under my feet

Today I felt the earth move under my feet. I was in the office when i felt the building sway. As a result, my colleagues and I had headache. So the next time u experience a tremor….. remember to take panadol or apply “feng you”.

An influential man, Michael Jackson

The world mourned the loss of an icon on 26 June 2009. Many said that he was very influential and has impacted many lives.

In 1983, he introduced the moonwalk to the world while performing ‘Billie Jean’ at Motown’s 25th anniversary TV special. Clinics everywhere reported a rise in cases of sprained ankles.

Now you see how he has impacted many lives?

H1N1/dengue fever?

The past two weeks was hell for me. On 2^nd July 09, I heard rumours that 2 people in my office contracted H1N1. The following day, I was down with fever with a temperature of 39 Deg, body aches, cough, etc. I was worried I contracted the virus so I visited the doctor and he gave me MC for the day.

Over the weekend, my temperature did not subside. So I visited another doctor. This time, the doctor suspected that I had H1N1 and gave me tamiflu.  When my name was called to collect the drugs, the lady at the counter started explaining the drugs I had to take. When she came to the tamiflu drug, she paused for several seconds before explaining. While she was explaining, I could feel the distance between us getting wider (hmmm, I wonder why).

A few days later, I developed rashes all over my body. I was as red as a lobster. This time, it was confirmed that I had dengue fever. It was previously misdiagnosed as influenza (which is very common).

When I recovered and went back to office, some colleagues said I lost weight. Even a lady from HR (whom I seldom meet and I didn’t expect her to know who I am) said so too. One day on the way back to work, I met a friend and she ALSO mentioned that I lost weight and she asked me to teach her how I did it.   -_-”’

“Try getting bitten by the aedes mosquito”, I replied.

 

 

 

Killer Biscuits Wanted for Attempted Murder (the actual AP headline)

This was a seriously hillarious news article reported by AP:

Lisa Burnett, 23, a resident of San Diego, was visiting her in-laws, and while there went to a nearby supermarket to pick up some groceries. Several people noticed her sitting in her car with the windows rolled up and with her eyes closed, with both hands behind the back of her head. One customer who had been at the store for a while became concerned and walked over to the car. He noticed that Lisa’s eyes, were now open, and she looked very strange. He asked her if she was okay, and Lisa replied that she’d been shot in the back of the head, and had been holding her brains in for over an hour. The man called the paramedics who broke into the car because the doors were locked and Lisa refused to remove her hands from her head. When they finally got in, they found that Lisa had a wad of bread dough on the back of her head. A Pillsbury biscuit canister had exploded from the heat, making loud noise that sounded like a gunshot, and the wad of dough hit her in the back of her head. When she reached back to find out what it was, she felt the dough and thought it was her brains. She initially passed out, but quickly recovered and tried to hold her brains in for over an hour until someone noticed and come to her aid. Lisa is blonde.

Confused by Confucius

I recently caught season 3 of The Amazing Race Asia and one of the challenge was to go through a whole jar (seems like 10l) of fortune cookies for their next clue. One of the fortune cookies read: ‘Confucius said, if u go to bed with an itchy backside, you’ll wake up with a smelly finger’. Doesn’t sound very philosophical to me. I read in an advertisement in today’s TODAY Weekend that NTU is creating this Confucius Institute. So if anyone is going there to study, please help me find out what that means and enlighten me. I am very confused.

A Mathematician/Accountant’s Love Poem

I fear that I will always be a number like root 3.

A 3 is all that’s good and right,

why must my 3 keep out of sight?

Beneath the vicious square root sign,

I wish I was a square root 9.

For a 9 could work this evil trick,

with just a quick arithmetic.

I know that I’ll never see the sun, as 1.7321

Such as my reality, a sad irrationality.

What hardwork is this I see?

Another square root of 3.

Just quietly come waltzing by,

together now, we multiply.

To form a number we prefer,

rejoicing as an integer.

We break free from our mortal bonds

and with a wave of magic wands,

our square root signs become unglued

and love for me has been renewed.

Yasmin Ahmad’s ‘Funeral’ advertisement for NFC

Remember the ‘Funeral’ advertisement for National Family Council? Read somewhere that some lines in that ad were similar to the Oscar winning movie ‘Good Will Hunting’. Here are 2 scenes where it sounded kinda similar.

Scene 1:

Mrs Lee in ‘Funeral’: “There is also this rear-end wind action going on as well. Some nights it will be so forceful, it will wake him up. What was that?, he will ask. Oh, it’s the dog, I would say. Go back to sleep, dear.”

Robin Williams in ‘Good Will Hunting’: “My wife used to fart when she was nervous. She used to fart in her sleep. One night it was so loud, it woke up the dog. She woke up and went, was that you?”

Scene 2:

Mrs Lee in ‘Funeral’: “In the end, it’s these little small things that you remember. Little imperfections that are perfect to you.”

Robin Williams in ‘Good Will Hunting’: “She’s been dead two years and that’s the shit I remember. Little things like that… People call these idiosyncrasies, but they’re not. That’s the good stuff… You’re not, perfect, she isn’t either. The question is whether or not you’re perfect for each other.”

Was it an inspiration or copycat? You decide.

Back after 5 years

I started my blog http://skss44.blogspot.com back in 19 September 2004 and have remained inactive since I last blogged in 23 September 2004. Here’s an entry that I wrote back in 22 September 2004:

My Conversation with Peter (Part 2)

“I’ve been thinking of where to go after our exams and I was thinking of going to New York”, I said over dinner with Peter.

“Crazy ah? So expensive and where got things to see one?”, he replied.
“Ok what, there’s museums?”
“Crazy ah? Spend so much money go museum and see old things. I go home and look at my parents also the same. Some more save so much money.”

I hope I’ll be updating this blog regularly but if my last entry is 4 days later, please understand (no time). If I make any comments, it is purely my personal opinion and do not have the intention to defame anyone. So please don’t sue me ok?