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Talk about getting caught with your pants down. my my.

 

I have such mixed feelings for today.

 

Anyway there was this drunk guy sitting behind me in the bus. and I was happily listenin’ to the new travis album when he started to puke! I guess I’m really thankful coz he was sitting right behind me, but he puked to the seat to his right.. and after that I shifted 1 seat forward and dropped some money. And this kind soul actually picked it up and returned it to me~ wa. the only word that came to my mind was.. Karma! I’m not saying I’m a real do-gooder but I know for sure that I would return money that I find.

Training gave me mixed emotions too. The warm-up was mother shag. and I swear I didn’t say “steph! there is something wrong with your face!” though i don’t quite remember what I said.. But thats not the point. So I walked steph to find her mom at NAFA. Walked her back. Tried my best to distract her from thinking about the swelling and the itch. I could tell that she was dying to scratch her face… and while it may not be good, it was kinda a blessing in disguise as I really got to talk to her for a good hour and a half. I think shes one of those keeper kinda friends. good stuff.

After I got her into her mom’s car, I went back to the CCA room.

Eh.. Well.. I guess its kinda my fault.. but… but… I’m just trying my best to be part of the team. Personally, (I had this tot in the shower), its really quite inconsequential whether I perform or not. I just dance cos I like it. I think thats about what there is to it. period. oh well oh well.. I’m sorry if I let the team down somehow but the downside risk is way lower in this case. Its better that I disappoint and not commit to perform than commit to perform and not be able to show up. ha. My bosses said (at st regis) that I can understand risk. is this it? heh. maybe. Maybe.

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Anyway since I’m in the mood for a little ramblings, shall write about the happenings at St. Regis.
Basically, the bosses brought me out for lunch. They asked me to lunch the day before and it was like JUST me. I seriously wondered what I had done wrong.. I could have sworn that they wanted to sack me. Ahhh. but I guess my fears were kinda unfounded.

The lunch at St. Regis was really nice. Wagu beef cheek. Plus really awesome earl grey and a high tea buffet.

They offered me to stay in Dragonfly for another year. I was really shocked. Whatttt. I kinda have 3 options;
a) I stay in DF till I grad, but get to do a summer internship out there. Placement follows.
b) I stay in DF for summer and till I grad, but they allow me to shadow any of their contacts in like the trading desk or what. Placement follows.
c) I end my contract at the initially stipulated time after year 3.

I guess the real draw or the real ego booster was that they said they’ve only done this for 1 intern and im the second one. wa. -head grows really big- And that there would actually do a placement and kinda guarantee my future employment. wa… a chance like this doesn’t fall from the sky every other day.

WA wa wa. Dilemma. =|

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On a seperate note (i’m on a roll here), I saw ahem ahem today… haps. but WASTED. ARGHHHHH. WASTEDD.. ARGH. WASTED. ARGH. Someone STAB ME PLEASE!!!!!! TNW TNW TNW! think TNW. THINK TNW!

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Slow dancing in a burning room is a nice song.. I can’t wait to watch the performance! (pressure pressure) Die die also must go watch sia. Just don’t put me through another 5 hours!

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<WARNING: the following paragraph uses fuck as a noun, verb and everything in between>
My mom fetched me home last night. Had a good talk with her last night. sometimes some family members suck. I have this fucking uncle who keeps taking money from us. like fucking all the time everytime. and he doesn’t want to get a fucking job! for like. 10 years already. fuck man. just found out like my grandma is borrowing money from the maid!? fuck la. fucking asshole. and my family has had so many fucking quarrels over this useless uncle. fuck la.
<ok fucking rant over>

yea. so was talking to my mom. She kinda made this comment about my job being underpaid and overworked. I guess its true to a certain extent, I guess I shouldn’t have been so defensive and rude. tsk tsk. nick. bad boy nick. but it was alright, I managed to amicably shove away the negative emotions and apologise. heh. good boy. was a good chat overall. yea. thanks mom.

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i’m in such a ranty mood tonight. I wonder why. Maybe its the tough warm ups. wah. I haven’t felt so freaking shag in sooo freakin long. My secondary school teacher used to say that exercise stimulates the mind. hmmm! okay. ranting mood over. Time to do some EF modeling den sleep lor. peace out

the risk of friendships

I tot of this title when I was bathing just now.

 

CT’s birthday was awesomely funny. and fun. and … nice..

ok random incoherent thoughts follow;

Risk, put in layman term’s, is just uncertainity. And uncertainty is definitely present in friendships.
Come to think of it, putting effort and time into a friendship is just like investing in a stock. The value of the stock , like friendship, is just a figure determined by both sides of the transaction. As the price of the stock increase, so does the strength of a friendship.

In life it is not as simple as looking at valuation models.. where the heart and feelings are involved, the equation becomes much more complicated.

Do friendships last forever?

I guess i’ve matured a bit from when I was in Sec sch/ JC. Friends were like the centre of my life at that point ..

and those people who walked into my life then are still here. but its just different i guess. Friends in which I see on a day to day basis and those of my younger days. I still see people like zhao n rus all the time though.

hmm. but sometimes the scariest part is not knowing what the other party thinks.

argh… the tots are too random and i’m too lazy to do structuring!

 

Actually let me write this proper.

or maybe not! haha

TTs

The period for the formation of life opinions and deep thinking is about over. Its the phase for motivations and actions!woot! lets go.

Wonder how bala is doing in sheep land.

weekend? what weekend?

bad weekend.

amazing hour.
no social life.
miss people.
haunting memories from the past.
bad jokes.
tired eyes.
inadequate partying.

I need to buy stuff. someone ask me out.

LA land

Ahh. Greatness. There were ups and downs but so many TTs that I have no idea where to start. i think i’ll just go for random thoughts and not do a full blow by blow account.

• It terms of location, I like SF the best. There is just something really special about the city and the way the people live there. Beautiful. I have fond memories of the nice churches, the awesome (and cheap) food (chinese, thai and indian buffet), the amazing sea, and lying down my in a nice park near long beach (Italian area). The company wasn’t optimal but it was not too bad.
• Roadtrip was awesome. I was really comfortable with my driving. So I drove 5 hours out of the 6 hours on the road. It just a really nice feeling, seeing the country whizz pass, seeing the farms and cows and windmills. I really enjoyed the wacky conversations.
• Museums. Never knew I loved them so much. And even better, I loved the section on biblical paintings and artwork. But the best was sitting by the rock chatting about everything and nothing at all. Think it was kels, rita, bala, jerm, CT, lz and me. nice nice nice.
• salsa congress. Ha. so many interesting stuff. who likes who, who tries to date who, who tries to avoid who, who gets jealous at who. ha. why are things so complicated??!? people really shouldn’t live so much by their emotions and affect the people around them. But oh well. I social-ed with strangers for the first time. And with angmohs and japs! wow. Amazing experience. I just wished I’m a better dancer. I really enjoyed the salsa performances. Fav team; swing latinos. The colombian team. A M A Z I N G.  shall watch some youtube videos on them later.
• 6 Flags. Definitely within the top 3 days of the trip. loved the company. loved the rides. nothing to complain about the day.. just wished it could have lasted longer. ahh. hearts…

ok I’m hungry. shall go buy lunch.

randoms

I feel misunderstood sometimes

I am insensitive at times

too much coffee will make your teeth turn yellow

people who spend too much time in the office actually become really sociable after.
there is probably a trigger point after X no. of hours in the office

i need a new phone. people are recommending the nokia E series

i bought carnation for mom and roses for kai ma

tangs, wisma and far east can be seen from my window

sleep is a luxury
sleep . lets not talk about sleep

i miss mj with my first team

peanuts have been my life and blood for the last week

saving the environment does not go well with business operations
a.k.a. I can use an entire stake of A4 paper in a day

i’ve been eating a lot. i hope i put on some weight
judy’s pasta rocks. yummy.
for lunch yesterday; I had LJS with a double shot of fries. and a full bowl of pasta. wow nick

I love finding shortcut keys on excel

 

I would rather spend an hour sending people home then going home alone.

 

 

hung up?

what was the name of the song by madonna..

“time goes by.. so slowly?”

“time goes by.. so quickly!”

work work !

Talking to myself

I’m a workaholic
I actually enjoy doing this
or maybe i’ve forgotten what its like
maybe i just need spark
i realise time flies
i don’t think i can ever enjoy a 9-5 work day anymore
whats there to do after 5?
actually maybe i’m just scared of doing nothing
its not that i don’t like slacking
but i don’t like doing nothing
slacking is not doing nothing
slacking is doing something thats not tiring
slacking is like..
going to union on a tuesday to enjoy a cup of beer and a few good danaces
sitting in the balcony smoking weed in krabi
meeting up with a couple of friends for supper and bitching session
sitting in this home office and chatting about peanuts. lol. oh yes. who can live without them.

sigh. need to find a east side gf liao. hahaha

i didn’t sell my soul

i just sold my life. well well..
I already miss miss union.

Dayang Days

It was quite a good escape I must say. I liked the food. I enjoyed the dives. I loved the company.

It was quite eventful diving with emma though but it makes for good dive stories. I’m definitely glad that the journey there was better than expected, the waters weren’t really choppy and sailing in the night seas is always an experience to behold. Just wished you were there too.

“Is that quiet self really you?”
“Quite the irony you are naturally like that but you don’t want to be”
“Den what do you do?”

woot! Time for run and left turns.