假装多好

On a Friday night, my phone was silent. I was happily overworked but I knew I needed to have a life after work. Drowning myself in more work in order to keep the mind from thinking didn't help. Getting out is just a way of staying sane. Some things or people are just not worth the attention. Or was it me trying to self hypnotise? I was trying to convince myself that only work was worth my time. I needed to prove myself and I'm not exactly a very patient person.

Dinner with Lao Ma & Da Shu must be God's evil scheme to make me fat again because when I lost weight, I kept meeting the wrong people. Not that when I was chubby, the people were right anyway. Having an office that doesn't stop eating and everyone still looks good, is driving me into a guilt trip everyday for not working out the calories. It's always good to be with people who genuinely cares about your well-being.

An unexpected night out to Club Atlantis was icing on the cake. With someone whom I treasure as a friend because we're so alike, we always fall into the same kind of trap. Unfortunately for her, she's always taking those steps before me. As a great friend, she will warn me ahead just so I don't get slashed like the way she did. She's almost like my own pre-emptive measuring instrument. My tolerance for alcohol has amazingly gone up. I may not have drank like the bottomless pits but I think I fared well.

By the end of the night, I found myself sitting in the car, parked beautifully in a bungalow lot, crying to myself. Mentally, I was exhausted. Is this a sign of burning out?




假装多好 我只想要再拥有一秒

去相信你的拥抱 一直会让我依靠

我被自己困在自己设下的圈套

假装多好...
我的拥抱已随风飘

How To Train My Dragon

While trying to stay healthy in a busy day, the solution is an Elephant portion salad from The Salad Shop. I was happily ticking and considering the amount of Caesar dressing I added in there, the healthy part went straight out of the window. Meetings were back to back. Tiring became an understatement. Not to worry, I'm not about to get burnt out. Happily working should be a description more apt for my situation. With a group of fun colleagues and an excellent team led by a great mentor whose exactly like me, making more money together than individually became a common goal. As an incentive for their hardwork, they were being treated to a movie. I tagged along and we watched "How To Train Your Dragon" in 3D. As a person who gets motion sick very easily, I think I survived the movie well without having the need to throw up in the middle of the show.

The show itself was good. As per every other big budget animations, the hidden message for adults is always present and all too valuable. The title reminded me of someone who told me recently on keeping a tiger in a big cage. It is naturally instinctive for a tiger to pounce on the freshest piece of meat once it is being dangled in front of it. It is not vaguely possible to be able to train the tiger to go against it's instincts. Not that anyone can or should be blamed for it. The blame is on stupid people who walk into the cage. Trust me, this world doesn't lack stupid people and as much as I cannot stand them, I become part of them every now and then. Now that the tiger has gone abracadabra, the cage is irrelevant be it having the ultimatum of having hope and although with the hope, people always hope to be proven wrong. The very fact that they are waiting to be proven otherwise only goes to show the actual likelihood. I have always been hopeless in numbers or statistics but when they are almost non-existent, I should know very well.

Good night, world. Good night, Book of Eli.

Up, Up & Away

After 2 solid weeks of training, the conclusion is such. It was probably one of the best training I'll ever experience in my life. It was an all rounder that covered every possible aspect you can even think of although the actual mastering of it will take more than just time. Beside on occasions that I was merely trying to fight the Z monster away, I thought it actually taught me quite extensively on what I would need to know to do my job well. To think that I came with a few years of related experience behind me, there were still things I never knew I needed so much more training to refine it.

As much as the nature of the job hasn't changed, the industry and the type of roles are drastically different. It is comparatively volume driven and the expectations are higher. In terms of expectations, it is very much self-imposed because this is one opportunity that didn't come easy and I'm not about to take it for granted. Besides, fruits of harder labour are sweeter to the tongue.

The only desire right now is to have sufficient sleep apart from the fact that I'd love to be able to drive to work again. As we're speaking, Kokoro will need to spend some time back at Volkswagen General Hospital again. This time, he might be put into intensive care and I would reckon his heart would be taken out for the anticipated operation. Get well soon my "sour" baby...

Loving It All & Hating It All

Period.

Girls' Night Out

How would you describe a girls' night out? Compared to some guys' nightclub wild fun, this may seem like child's play. But trust me, the fun is not any lesser. With the right crowd, party happens everywhere.

It was my first week at work. Getting along well with colleagues sounds like an understatement. May I say that we hit it right off. And as such, I decided to join them for the last Chippendale performance in Singapore. It was really a last minute decision as one of our colleagues couldn't get back to town in time so there was an extra ticket. I didn't hesitate much... I needed to "open up my eyes" at some point in time.

More than 10 girls of all ages, shapes and sizes made their way to Chilli's at ResortsWorld right after work ended. Excessive food was just part of the routine considering that it's been a while since I felt hunger. Which also explains why I'm putting back on the pounds I lost a while ago. Dinner was a rush but not that anyone was complaining. The hot men helped with the digestion I bet.

From before the show started till the end of the show, we were screaming non stop. And at most times, we were screaming for the fun out of it and laughing at one another. The joke was on each other. Half the group stayed and paid for an entire cabana whereby the hotties would come by and chat with us. For the first time in my life, I felt like I'm enjoying the tip of THAT ice berg that those men have been enjoying every single night at the nightclubs. Only difference would be the cowards like us would never sleep with those guys.

Some of you might be lamenting on how much of a waste that would be, to us, the school girls' scream and a night of fun with the girls was enough to close the night with satisfaction. But of course, the hugs and kisses showered on the girls was enough to leave an impression and a lifetime of memories to reminisce on. One of those things that makes you go like, "I've done it before..."

Not A Crap Life Afterall

Since the start of the week, I've been so tied up at work. I've been given one of the best training I think I'll ever undergo and it's still ongoing. Nothing is being taken for granted and success is expected. To perform is not a choice. The team is a bonus and an important catalyst to make sure you get twice the results in half the time. Time is no longer mine and what is left of my very own is just pathetic. If you think I'm grumbling, then you're wrong. I've been waiting for so long, seeking for so hard to find a place like that for me to shine. I think I've found it and I'm going to give everything I can back in exchange for the shine that has eluded me for so long.

People come and go in your life. What is ultimately the most important is the love for self. Only when one learn to love themselves, then will others know how to love you. If others cannot understand that it is all for loving yourself, then they don't deserve your attention either. And not, I'm not talking about being narcissistic. Excessive is never good but the right does makes you a better person, friend and partner. Being understanding is the least one can do.

To follow me during this tedious period, get hooked up to my Twitter. That will keep you in line and be prepared to get tons of my crap on a regular basis.

I got this from TongMama's blog and it made alot of sense to me. Hope it brings a smile to your face.

Busy Bee

The Chinese New Year season has finally ended with February. As you may have noticed, I had only a handful of entries in February or maybe, you didn't even have the time to visit any blog during the festive season. Too much of gambling and getting together with friends. The challenge was to put the body through too many hours of staying awake and still despearately trying to look good.

The array of goodies has its effect of tempting you to chomp down on yet more snacks. The weighing scale has to go into hibernation as the jump in the needle might end me up in the A&E from some massive heart attack.

For now, I'm just going to prep myself to have a brand new shining star and have enough fun while I still can.