What Ng Ling Xuan Means |
 You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people. You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts. You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals. You are deeply philosophical and thoughtful. You tend to analyze every aspect of your life. You are intuitive, brilliant, and quite introverted. You value your time alone. Often times, you are grumpy with other people. You don't appreciate them trying to interfere in your affairs. You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow. You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily. Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is. You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start. You are incredibly sexy and sensual. You have a naughty vibe that no one can ignore. You have an unquenchable desire. And you are unrestrained in your passions. You have a tendency to be unfaithful. Whether you fight it or give in to it is up to you. You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way. And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life. You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it. You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality. |
What's Your Name's Hidden Meaning?
This online boredom buster generator thing is surprisingly accurate. I suspect it's voodoo. Or, they give a combination of similar phrases in different ways, which is the usually the latter.
Anyway, readers, yours truly has started working once again! $$$! =D Yeah, I have worked for 3 days now, since the start of this week. I'm working at the Insititue of Mental Health aka The Loonie Bin aka Hougang Chalet aka Whatever-You-Have-In-Mind-For-It. It's a really nice place, it makes you feel different whenever you step into the compound (which is vast, for the supervisor took an entire hour to give me a tour of the place). It makes you feel isolated, for one. It makes you feel like you're walking into a different atmosphere, like a South Korean walking pass the demilitarised zone into North Korea. The feeling of heading to work was entirely different from what I have experienced whilst I was with Aviva Limited back at the epicentre of Shenton Way. There is no crowd rushing from place to place, no sight of hordes looking completely blunted from the rigidities of work (if I could put it that way, lol). Which is good, because I really disliked how the CBD area felt like, I felt I was shifting through around a capitalism-filled prison. On the contrary, I felt completely at ease whenever I head to work at IMH, although the common perception of the public is to stigmatise everything related to it and would do all to avoid going to that place. I am weird, I know. Pah. What to do? Maybe my vocation lies within one which would aid people and away from the factors that deepen people's miseries. *holy, holy* I think you are running out of breathe now, if you have a penchant to read things aloud, I apologise and I shall end this hefty paragraph here. =)
One sad thing is that I work at the administrative side of IMH, which meant I would have no chance to see or interact with the patients. However, one really nifty detail is that I know the location where the criminally-insane are housed and most of all, *drum roll, please* the fantastic mortuary. Great isn't it? Like how I told Alden, "Crazy dead people, beat that!" In my contrite opinion, the chance to be acqauinted with such knowledge far surpasses the details of money-making that would have filled the minds of many on the streets. Maybe I'm just morbid. I got an inkling the latter holds more truth.
One last thing about the rantings of my new job. The staff library will be a place I will frequent during lunch breaks. There are so many intriguing books, erudite and alluring. Almost yummy. Bah. I am such a nerd. >_>
Other than the abovementioned subject of working, I have successfully injected life into my life which has been a void ever since the end of my A Levels. I registered for a metta meditation course, a guided tour of the Nalanda Buddhism Exhibition at the Asian Civilisation Museum and a one night meditation (yet again, yes, I am deeply interested in that subject) workshop conducted by Venerable Thuten Chondron. Kickass.
Now, I ran out of things to ramble.
Later.
Anyway, readers, yours truly has started working once again! $$$! =D Yeah, I have worked for 3 days now, since the start of this week. I'm working at the Insititue of Mental Health aka The Loonie Bin aka Hougang Chalet aka Whatever-You-Have-In-Mind-For-It. It's a really nice place, it makes you feel different whenever you step into the compound (which is vast, for the supervisor took an entire hour to give me a tour of the place). It makes you feel isolated, for one. It makes you feel like you're walking into a different atmosphere, like a South Korean walking pass the demilitarised zone into North Korea. The feeling of heading to work was entirely different from what I have experienced whilst I was with Aviva Limited back at the epicentre of Shenton Way. There is no crowd rushing from place to place, no sight of hordes looking completely blunted from the rigidities of work (if I could put it that way, lol). Which is good, because I really disliked how the CBD area felt like, I felt I was shifting through around a capitalism-filled prison. On the contrary, I felt completely at ease whenever I head to work at IMH, although the common perception of the public is to stigmatise everything related to it and would do all to avoid going to that place. I am weird, I know. Pah. What to do? Maybe my vocation lies within one which would aid people and away from the factors that deepen people's miseries. *holy, holy* I think you are running out of breathe now, if you have a penchant to read things aloud, I apologise and I shall end this hefty paragraph here. =)
One sad thing is that I work at the administrative side of IMH, which meant I would have no chance to see or interact with the patients. However, one really nifty detail is that I know the location where the criminally-insane are housed and most of all, *drum roll, please* the fantastic mortuary. Great isn't it? Like how I told Alden, "Crazy dead people, beat that!" In my contrite opinion, the chance to be acqauinted with such knowledge far surpasses the details of money-making that would have filled the minds of many on the streets. Maybe I'm just morbid. I got an inkling the latter holds more truth.
One last thing about the rantings of my new job. The staff library will be a place I will frequent during lunch breaks. There are so many intriguing books, erudite and alluring. Almost yummy. Bah. I am such a nerd. >_>
Other than the abovementioned subject of working, I have successfully injected life into my life which has been a void ever since the end of my A Levels. I registered for a metta meditation course, a guided tour of the Nalanda Buddhism Exhibition at the Asian Civilisation Museum and a one night meditation (yet again, yes, I am deeply interested in that subject) workshop conducted by Venerable Thuten Chondron. Kickass.
Now, I ran out of things to ramble.
Later.
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