2nd day of freedom -- I love working from home!

Enjoying my 2nd day of freedom after my resignation from the dumb company, life has never been better! Suddenly the sky looks bluer than usual, the grass is greener than usual and I can actually make out that the birds are singing to my favourite "I can see clearly now"!



Lemme share this wonderful song that currently so resonates with my mood now. C'mon baybeh, let's sing along!


I can see clearly now the rain has gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind

It's going to be a bright, bright sunshiny day

I think I can make it now the pain has gone
And all of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I've been praying for
It's gonna be a bright, bright sunshiny day

Look all around there's nothing but blue skies
Look straight ahead nothing but blue skies

I think I can make it now the pain has gone
And all of the bad feelings have disappeared
I can see clearly now the rain has gone
It's gonna be a bright, bright
Sunshiny day


I can sense beautiful days ahead. Wait for me, I'm coming, blue blue skies! Hahahaahha...

I just joined Pay Per Post

Okay, I know I'm pretty outdated because every and anyone I know have already become a family of Pay Per Post. But come to think about it, better late than never right?

So it's finally time for me to hop onto the bandwagon of writing reviews! I first heard about Pay Per Post a long, long time ago and I hadn't taken on an interest in blogging then.

Just recently, I was inspired to start my own blog, "What the Pak!" and decided that hey, since I'm already writing short articles about my life, my world, the people around me, my work and everything else that's constantly revolving around me, why not make some money out of what I love doing most?

So it was then that I immediately thought of Pay Per Post (PPP). A friend mentioned about how PPP can help bloggers earn money many eons ago, and it was only now that I actually took notice of how it is actually a really effective means of advertising and marketing for advertisers choosing to work with PPP.

Since blogs are proven to have certain levels of influence, blog marketing, that is internet marketing through blogs, can most certainly help advertisers to promote themselves. And on the bloggers' perspective, we get to earn some money when we help to spread news about the product/company! Win-win situation for everyone.

I just got my blog approved the other day, and I seriously cannot wait to start earning in US Dollar!

What a wonderful world - My first day of freedom!

What The Pak is free..................................

Fresh from her resignation from her dumb company, she is sooooo happy! Muahahhahahaha...

Ladies and gentlemen, please, if you ever, EVER hear of anyone wanting to work in there, please tell them to think 100 times before making the decision. The turnover rate is viciously high, the creative team has already been sucked dry out of their creativity no thanks to the crazy demands of the heartless bosses who are desperate enough to say "YES!" to any stupid clients' demands.

Many people are already leaving, or on the verge of leaving because of the ultra-sucky management who shoves the stupidest jobs in the world down your throat just because you're their slave. And can you imagine an agency without a Creative Director? What the pak?!

Thank heavens I left the horrible place. Most of the people there are good people, albeit some with bad management skills but seriously, there is just a very VERY negative aura surrounding the place. Phew! Thank god I left! Thank god...

So I'm once again FREE.................................!!! Let's celebrate!



Time to partay! Hehehehe...

This is it. My last day at work!

I've never felt this happy coming to work in this dumb company. OH FINALLY!!!!!!

This morning seem to be different. I feel entirely different. Dunno why but I just can't stop smiling. Yes, I look silly but this sure proves one thing! That What The Pak has made the RIGHT decision to quit her job in her dumb company! After all my suffering here...

So let's celebrate people!!!

Nothing to hold me back now, I can fly and fly as high as I want. The end of my time here does not in any way signify the beginning of What The Pak going to some vineyard to tanam anggur.

I'm going to be self-employed!!!!!!!! Well hello world!

I know I gotta keep this kinda enthusiasm, motivation and focus to succeed in my tough journey working on my own in this vicious world out there. But what the heck. Never try, never know mah. Ritey?

Tomorrow will be a beautiful day indeed! Cheers.................

The President of this famous Shellfish company just emailed me

Yeah. What The Pak is pissed.

Don't you just hate it when some FCUK-ing friends you have tend to infected with this serious disease called Uncontrollable Freaking ShowOffitis (UFS)? I've already got a pak-king "friend" who has been infected with this here who just cannot wait to tell the whole world that she's in the US.

Can someone tell me why am I surrounded by these people? What in the world did I do in my life to be associated with these bugs? Now I've got another "friend" in the same circle of "friends" who just sent me an email entitled "Greetings from Shellfish"

I was seriously thinking how in the world did I know the President of this famous oil company called Shellfish. How come the "President" decided to send me a personal greeting this morning? What the pak?!

So what if you work in a blady oil company? I turned down job offers from oil companies because I don't want to end up like this proud peacock here who slaves for the Shellfish company.

What's all these people going around infecting people with UFS? Enough lah weh. You make me wanna puke lah.

Photo of peacock by www.photographybyjohncorney.com

One of my dreams came true yesterday

The sea, the rush of the breeze, the splashing sound of water against the boat, the stunning view, holding on to the bow a la "Titanic" ... What The Pak is in heaven. Literally.

Thanks to one of my clients for the complimentary ride yesterday, one of my dreams came true. Just like that. I know that life can only get better and better for me now. I'm in bliss!

3 more days to go and I'm free..........

What The Pak is just so so so so SO happy to see that she has only 3 more working days left to spend in her dumb company. The 28th is dawning really quickly now. Gaining momentum! Oh yeah... Faster faster, baybeh.

I have all my wonderful plans working from home all planned out already. Just waiting for the 29th to implement all of 'em! What the pak?! I'm so pak-ing happy! I believe I can fly...

and fly...

and fly........!!!!!

I'm a cute rant bitch

Today's one of those blue blue days. For some reason, What The Pak does not seem to be feeling her usual bubbly self (okay, I know you seem to think I'm a rant bitch who talks anger most of the time but in actual fact, I'm NOT what you think)


I am superbly easy to be entertained, as I can laugh at the stupidest jokes possible and still laugh at the same joke when told to me again and again and again. Yes, I am that cute! At this point, the name What The Pak would appear a little harsh on my real personality eh. Hahah.

But remember ladies, if you are ever feeling dead or blue blue at anytime, do not take revenge on food. They are INNOCENT! You are only going to end up feeling even more dead and FAT.



Instead, just think happy thoughts and smile to yourself. Yes, you look stupid but it's better than feeling guilty after downing that 1kg Marble Cheese Cake, 2 Cadbury bars, 1 big Lays and a whole pint of Haagen Daz, right?

See, for no apparent reason, I'm feeling happier now.


Photo of Haagen Daz from www.cafefernando.com and "Feeling Blue" from www.artist-christinewilson.co.uk

I got fcuked for nothing again!

"Don't you just damn fcuking hate when you get scolded for nothing???!!"

Faster jump lah, idiots! I'll be looking from below

Can all the stupid bosses in every dumb company please jump down any 50 storey building and just smash your brains and die? I don't owe you anything in this lifetime, even my past life ok? Get this straight.

Don't you just come over to me on a beautiful Thursday morning and release your anger on me. I'm not your dog. I've said this before time and time AND time again. Please NEVER ever work for this dumb local agency in KL because the boss is one really sucky idiot asshole. No names for now, but they will most certainly be mentioned on the 28th of April. Take note.

I told'ya not to fcuking mess with me!

I already did what I'm supposed to do for this fcuking branding campaign for a certain company and you've got no right at all to shout at me for responsibilities I've already fulfilled. Think rationally for once, you stupid idiot. Can't believe some bosses can actually be so dumb. Get lost man!

Hunger can drive some people crazy

What The Pak is hungry. So hungry that I can't think about anything else other than food! What the pak?! Faster lunch hour man. I'm deprived of breakfast already.

I think at this point, I can easily devour an entire cow...

Help!

Or a big platter of salads!! ('Cos I'm a vege freak)

I'm a herbivor

OH I'm feeling so prey-ish now. Hahah. I'm like a cheetah on the hunt for some wicked deers or something. Lemme out of this dumb place! I need to run.

Tastes like chicken

This post is written to show that hunger can drive some people nuts.

I'm the failed product of the education system

After sworing that What The Pak will never ever go into advertising EVER again, another look at my desk calender reveals that I only need to spend another 8 pak-ing days in this dumb company! Oh gosh. I'm so pak-ing happy.

Another 8 more working days to freedom. And another 13 more days to being officially....

SELF-EMPLOYED!

Dog around with me and I'll shoot you!

OH I'm just so proud of that fact. Seriously. Now I can take things into my hands the way I deem is proper and right. Soon I don't have to be dogged around anymore. I am THE ultimate failed product of the education system.

Noticed that most highly educated people do not venture into business but instead decide to dedicate their soul and youth to the companies whose bosses are ironically not even half as highly educated as them? The education system we have teaches us to be good followers. Once we graduate, we work. That is the intended path for most.



So I figure that since my mind is already screwed, I'd better take this opportunity of a lifetime to venture out on my own while I'm still young and filled with vigour.

I can work all I want later. Come to think about it, I still have more than 30 years for me to work, so working can wait for now.

Seize the day, people!

I'm never going into advertising, ever again.

After getting fcuked real bad by that bitch of a "friend", What The Pak was absolutely on fire! Got flamed by some no-brainer, I was so mad... Seriously. So I decided to take a deep deep breath, and let it all out. The anger, the fart, the everything! Heh heh.

And just as I was starting to cool down a little bit, the incompetent pak-ers in my company just had to do it again. Oops I did it again? Oh god.

I thought after resigning and thus currently serving my final days here will make me a free person from all those pak-ers in the company. But I was wrong.

Some malicious pak-er just had to do one final back-stabbing before I'm outta here. That pak-er who spends time watching YouTube in the company, was so useless in her job that she deliberately deems herself SO BUSY that she has no time to do any more campaign jobs. And the best thing was, the STUPID boss actually bought her story!

And for those of you who are in advertising, I'm sure you know about campaigns. It's not a 1, 2 day affair. It means late nights, stupid clients, stupid bosses, more late nights and ridiculous lack of sleep. And to do this to someone who is about to leave the company for good? Evil.

Never EVER work in a desperate local advertising company in KL. 'Cos the people are stupid, and the bosses are even more stupid. Sigh.

I got fcuked real bad yesterday

What The Pak got pakked by a pakking b!tch yesterday. Wondering what happened?

Do you have a "friend" who is such a bloody show-off, who would actually initiate a bloody chat conversation with you when in fact, she has never wanted to talk to you all these while, just to brag about herself?

What kind of "friend" is that huh? If you're not in Malaysia, and you're in the US, I'm fine with that. But what's this about showing off? Why the bloody conversation just to tell me that "OH, I'm actually in US lah. Not in Malaysia" when nobody actually asked her about her bloody welfare?

If you think you're so great, then good for you. But remember, you're there for plain business trip. You're not even going there for pure fun and holidays. Concentrate on your work lah, for God's sake. The company doesn't invest in people for nothing. The more they invest in you, the MORE they expect out of you. There's no free lunch in this world. So don't be like a child here jumping up and down just because someone gave you a lollipop.

You're not even there on your own money. If you're bringing your entire family for a holiday in the US using your own money, THAT I respect. So what the pak are you so proud of? If your point of the conversation is just to brag about yourself, go bloody hell PAK yourself okay.

I don't have the time to indulge in self-gratifying chats. I still have my own work to do. Learn to respect others.

I have to start eating more to lose weight!

Sounds crazy huh. What The Pak is actually planning to eat more meals to lose weight! Contrary to barbaric beliefs that dieting and torturing your stomach (and mental health!) is the way to go, I'm going to start eating more once I'm officially no longer in employment with the dumb company.

My dream holiday destination. Disappear 6 months, then reappear looking like Miss Universe!

Since I don't have such luck as Thai Boxing Girl with Marie France Bodyline (oh you lucky girl!), I just have to make do with my slimming theories. Insufficient fund to invest in professional help calls for cheap measures to lose weight lor. Hai.........


So why do I say that I have to start eating more meals to lose weight? I've noticed that I don't eat breakfast a lot. And during lunch time, I would pig out like a wild boar. And on those days when I do eat my breakfast, I tend to shy away from heavy lunch because I would still be feeling full.

What are you looking at huh? Never see before pretty girl ar?

Moreover, I have often heard people saying that breakfast is good for health. Gives me energy to start the day woh. Makes sense. And the fact that I eat less for lunch could perhaps help me to lose some fats. And mum would always ask me to eat my dinner earlier. Why? So that I don't drop dead sleeping like a wild boar as soon as I'm done with my late dinner.

Don't play play. I've got tattoos all over my body!

Eat + sleep = wild boar. I get it. So from now on, I have to train my stomach to accept breakfast! How about some nasi lemak & roti canai to start the day huh?

Extreme dieting or exercise to lose weight?

What The Pak is making necessary preparations to start to lose weight.



But anyone knows that losing weight through extreme dieting is never the best long-term solution, both for your body and mind. Your mind will go psycho when you try to resist that Cadbury chocolate I tell you. Don't torture your mind, you sick bastard.

So, I decided to do it the traditional way. Yes, the exercise and healthy eating. For the part of the exercise, I thought it would be best for me to take brisk walks in the morning. Early in the morning yeah. Not when the sun's already up and burning my cute sexy butt.



But no jogging for me please. I still need my oxygen. Unless I start carrying a plastic oxygen tank with me while I jog, no jogging and no running. Heh heh. And of course, NO DIET PILLS. I still want my liver and I love my liver. Don't wanna end up like what happened to Andrea De Cruz.



More coming up on how What The Pak plans to lose some baby fats.

Photo of Andrea courtesy of thestar.com.my

I'm going to start losing weight. Wish me luck!

Mum has been drilling the same despicable thoughts into What The Pak's head that she is fat and needs to lose some weight. Oh god. What the pak?! Seriously, I'm not fat. Just a little baby fat here and there.

I used to be thin, now I'm just normal. But hey, it's natural that you gain weight when you're happy and blissful right? Thanks to What The Fak, we've been digging on every good food around in this food heaven called KL.

So counting down to 14 days more till I say tata to my dumb company, I'm going to get my mindset ready for my exercise regime. Told What The Fak to get ready as well because I need a companion to talk to during my morning walk. Poor What The Fak has to start waking up early from now on. Better get him a BIG alarm clock.

I've already got my running (or rather walking) gear ready. Or hey, better still, maybe I should hit the gym like all those Hollywood celebrities eh. Just like this Duffie girl here. Caught on camera while coming out from the gym.

15 days to go. I'm hanging on for dear life!

Yes!! I only have 15 days to go in serving the remaining days of my notice period. Please let me go in peace! I miss my freedom...

Of late, things have been relatively quiet. Heard rumours that a senior staff is politely being given the boot from the Bosses because they "couldn't afford" to pay his salary for another month. What the pak! So kiam siap these pak-ers!

What kind of boss would rather pocket the millions and sack off important contributing staff who truly serve them well just to save a few thousands? Ungrateful scums! I don't know about the other bosses out there, but if you are one boss who worships $$ at the cost of good staff, you are truly one STUPID boss.

God bless your sinful soul.

Photo courtesy of http://www.newsweek.com

Now I know I don't have to eat STONES

Since What The Pak has resigned from her job to concentrate on her freelancing and the expansion of her other businesses, she knows that as long as she has the demands pouring in, and with Lady Luck shining on her side, she won't have to eat stones.

Hahah. Yes, now I know I don't have to eat stones. No regrets quitting my full-time job (which is not even a career to speak of!) to work from home because I prefer controlling my own life rather than depending on others to give me money. If I need more $$, well I know I just have to work extra hard.

Just recently, I have got my entire campaign robbed off me with the Boss deciding to turn against me. It was my ideas, my taglines, my copy. And thanks to the ungrateful people around me, it has since become some other person's. Great.

I knew then that no matter how much you've done for others, no one would appreciate your effort when they see that you are no longer of any use to them. Now THIS is life. Which is why, I thank God now that I now have my own small company and freelancing offers pouring in for website content.

There is justice afterall.

3 things in life that are most valuable

Someone forwarded me a long list of the 3 things in life. And one list caught my eyes. The list of 3 things in life that are most valuable.

1. Love

2. Family

3. Kindness

With Ching Ming in procession, What The Pak will be paying her respects along with other family members to her dad who passed on a few years ago this weekend. He's the kindest person you can ever find, because he's most willing to help others at the expense of oneself. He's such a good man, that I grew up with great respect for him.

Now that only mum is left, I wasted no time to shower her with all the love I can give. She's the only one left. And I want her to live happily ever after, not having to worry about the family's finances. Which is partly why I decided to leave my current job.

I'm more comfortable with deciding on what to do with my own life, rather than having others deciding on mine. With the flexibility at hand, I can work harder to earn more. Which of course is translated to more $$ for mum, myself and What The Fak.

Value the love, your family and the sense of kindness before they leave you for good. Don't indulge in a senseless chase of $$ or up the corporate ladder and lose out on the quality time spent with your family.

This is a community service message brought to you by What The Pak.

Now serving 30 days of notice period

The following 30 days is probably going to be one of the best times of my life in this workplace. After tendering my resignation, the bosses seem to bear a grudge against me and just simply refused to even look at my face. What the pak~!



Hard to work with such emotional people around. Silly bosses. I know a handful of others who, once they have resigned, their boss would be giving them the icy cold treatment rendering a cold war to their "unfaithful" employee.


Coming to work at 10.30 a.m. when the rest of the world arrived at theirs at 9.00 a.m. is just the little things that I do to satisfy myself while spending the remainder of my days here. Since the bosses don't give a damn about me, same same lah. Now I can stretch my lunch hour too huh.




Wonder why these bosses find it hard to look at me in the eyes uh. Must be feeling the guilt (or disgust?!) eh. Hahah. Silly, but no complaints.

I just resigned 10 minutes ago (FINALE)

As the continuation to the Adventures of What The Pak's Resignation in Part 1 and Part 2, this is the finale. Hahah. Yes, you can heave a sigh of relief now.

Okay, so as I was walking... and walking... and walking, I realized that I was starting to walk faster and faster towards the Bosses' rooms. Faster get it done and over with. As the time was nearly 5.30pm on a Friday evening, I knew my bosses were in a hurry to swing their hips in Aloha.

So I have timed the perfect moment to walk into Boss No.1's office and handed him the big envelope. Boss, here's my resignation letter. Boss No.1 seem surprised but invited me to take a seat anyway.

Boss: Why do you want to quit?
WTP: Because I have to (Because I hate to see your face)

(pauses)

Boss: You sure there's no other reason?
WTP: Nope, really. Do I look like I'm kidding??
Boss: You're not happy with the company?
WTP: Oh no... There's NOTHING wrong with the company. (YOU, on the other hand is the pak-ing problem!)

(pauses)

Boss: Then why are you quitting?
WTP: Because I need the time. (I hate staying back every pak-ing night working on rejected projects, what the pak~!)
Boss: You sure there's no other reason?
WTP: (smiles)
Boss: If you want to change your mind, just tell me ok?
WTP: We'll see. (Even if I EVER change my mind, I also won't pak-ing work here anymore lah!)

I'm so glad I chose to tender my resignation now. So so so SOOOOOO happy! Now I can breathe better and sh!t easier!

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm glad I never have to work in advertising EVER again.