Mirror


If it’s something that can be obtained, it will be.
If it’s something that can’t be obtained, it shouldn’t be desired in the first place.
If it’s a fight that can be won, then throw it down.
Fights that you know you’re going to lose shouldn’t be started.


Thinking about it, I’ve always done it this way, haven’t I? I just wouldn’t take part in a game I’m going to lose.

Why do I have to get involved in a match I can’t run away from?
Why do I have to participate in a match that I’ll lose?
I’ve never failed so terribly in my life.
That’s because I run away from anything I might fail in.
But… but…

It’s not the same this time round. I thought I would never look back at the sorrow I left behind. I thought I could run away. But I'm wrong. I’m writhing in pain.

He was someone I trusted for my tomorrows.
He had been the best friend that he could have been.
He had helped me through a lot I couldn’t remember it all.
He had helped me threw the struggles of life.
He came at last minute when I needed someone.

A blunder made this someone who helped me stand tall the very one who made me fall. My best friend’s shadow disappeared into the darkness. I stretched out my hands but they never reach. Even my reverberating cries could never bring this dear friend back. For that never turning path we took.

I’ve let go of the romantic feelings but I ain’t liberated from the feelings of losing the important puzzle piece of my life. I still hold on to the hope I drew that day, wishing that the friendship would remain.

I could never think of him more than this day. The foregoing Fridays I've set aside specially for him. This Friday, next Friday and the following Fridays would never be like then.

Friends? I wonder…
Reconcile? Beats me…
Rectify? At my wit’s end…

We sailed on together and drifted apart. And now I’m wanting you near again...

陶喆 - 流沙

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Internship finale not?

My official last day of internship was yesterday but I was called back to give a presentation on the things I’ve done for my internship. I didn’t volunteer for this presentation, or rather; I was compelled to do so.

I was forced to present in a totally different style and say stuffs which I didn’t feel comfy with. My mentor shaped this presentation too fluffily – I didn’t like that. I was expecting directors from the IT departments but the actual turnout was overwhelming. The audience included the CIO and directors from other departments. I only learnt after the presentation that the CIO and directors were supposed to have a meeting in the morning but it was cancelled. That explained the turnout rate. I was nervous and stammered a fair bit but I received positive comments from the audience. The CIO asked about my continual internship with DFS in my next summer holidays and I was given a job offer by one of the IT managers during my December term break.

Perhaps a blessing in disguise?

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New era of donation

I was approached again on my way to the MRT station. Nah, not another insurance agent but a volunteer from the Singapore Cancer Foundation. I handed the lady $5 and headed to the escalator hastily as I was late for my appointment. She stopped me and returned the money. She requested 5 minutes of my time so she could explain the details of the donation to me.

Well, it wouldn’t kill to spare that meager 5 minutes, I wasn’t that late anyway. She handed me a form as she explained the details of the donation package. Excuse me, a donation PACKAGE? Alright, my ears weren’t playing tricks on me, she really said that.

She emphasised that the donation is discretionary but I have to make monthly contributions if I sign up for the package. The packages range from the lowest $12++/month to $30++/month. Woah~ That sounded so similar to what I was told by the insurance agent I met 2 weeks ago. Having to make monthly payments would become a liability; I always thought donation should be voluntary? Contradicting wasn’t it?

I rejected her offer because I felt something amiss. I’ve never heard of such donation package. Am I lagging behind? Or was it some ridiculous plan the non-profit organisations came up to ensure donations when they realised the decreasing trust of the public after the NKF and Ren Ci incident?

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Feeling gorgeous

My slumber was interrupted by the drop of my alarm clock. Time check: 8.10am! I only had 50 minutes before work. It was already 8.45am when I dashed out of house. I hailed a cab without a choice (yes, that is, I did not want to be late for work). Aaaaahhhhhhhh... I’m really broke this month. My heart skidded with every increment of the meter fare.

The journey cost $13.50 but I was given a special discount. The driver charged me $10 instead because he said I’m cute. Wooohooo~ Damn HAPPY can!! I reached office at 8.59am, just a nose away from being late. Good news came knocking on my door when my mentor returned from meeting. The top management is pleased with the Sharepoint theme sites I’ve done (site 1, site 2, site 3, site 4) and has approved my intranet designs (design 1, design 2). Lady luck seemed to be on my side.

I met the cleaner as I was about to reward myself with a cup of tea - the only slightest enjoyment I managed to find out of my dreary internship. She gave a kind smile and praised that I look pretty in my new business dress. She was the 2nd person who praised me! Super elated~

I was heading to the MRT station after work when I was approached by an insurance agent from AIA. After failing to persuade me to sign up for any plans, he requested for my mobile number and email addy; the SOP of common insurance road show. I never fraternise with strangers, let alone insurance agents, so I refused to give my contacts. But I conceded after his earnest besought and gave him my email addy in the end. I guessed I’m just weak against sporty guys with braces :x He wrote my email addy on a separate paper instead of the prospect contact sheet which he was holding. Oh well, perhaps he deemed me as the least potential customer.

I was bidding farewell to groupers on MSN before turning in when I saw the insurance agent’s add request. NOW I know why he wrote my email addy on a separate paper. Cheeky boy~ Hitting on girls during work ya?

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Internship

Self-explanatory title. Yes, I finally secured an internship!!! It’s actually an old news. I got my internship confirmation on Tuesday morning and I was told to report to work the next morning. Sounded pretty good~ but the latter was really a pain in the cleavage. The permitted dress code for Mondays-Thursdays is traditional business attire, collared short-sleeve blouse, collared long-sleeve blouse, collared business dress. ALL COLLARED!?! In addition, no slip-in heels, no cardigans, no normal jackets. The permitted dress code for dress-down Fridays is any collared top + appropriate business length bottom. You call that dress-down day??? The only difference is I could wear polo tee and jeans on Fridays.

My working attires are not collared. I never like collared tops as they make my hair end curl and messy. I never wear covered-toes heels nor heels with ankle-strap as they cause blisters. My jackets are either sports jackets or cardigans! (Oh my, you don’t expect me to wear blazer to work in such blazing weather)

I didn’t really have a choice, do I? I had to get the a-p-p-r-o-v-e-d attire before work. Managed to get Weikang to shop with me. Tried many blouses but the boobs-button either burst open or couldn’t be buttoned. I ask Weikang if it’s the blouse size problem or the hindrance of my boobs. And my friendly pal replied “definitely YOUR size problem”. OK I'M FAT!! I’M WEARING L SIZE BLOUSE FOR THE 1ST TIME IN MY LIFE!!! *sulk* Managed to buy adequate blouses to last me to the end of the week. I better get a diet plan before I become OBESE:

- Thou shalt abstain from supper/snack/oily food
- Thou shalt go for run at least twice a week (HA! Like I would :x)
- Thou shalt use U-Zap after dinner everyday
- Thou shalt sleep at 10-11pm daily
- Thou shalt eat only 1.5 meals per day

On a lighter note, the internship came at the right time. Many things had happened this week (nah, I’m not mulling); my work kept me busy from thinking the despondent encounters.

I went to buy more blouses with Wei Jun today. *Happy with my erstwhile purchase =)* ALL THE BLOUSES I BOUGHT ARE S OR M SIZE OK!!

Work was so-far-so-good except for a tiny wispy embarrassment: my boobs-button burst open whilst I was stretching. Ironically, that blouse was the L size one! Luckily, I was seated facing the partition so no one saw my flashing boobs. *Phew* I swore I would never wear that blouse again. My compatriots are friendly and helpful. I learnt a lot from them. I hope my internship will be a smooth-sailing one. Wish me luck~

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Post birthday dinner

I’ve been under the weather for the past week. Surviving on porridge for all 3 meals was really a torture. I finally got to eat something good: *grins*


able to eat such sumptuous meal made my endurance worthwhile :)


The friends whom I hold dearly

They never fail to make my day. I couldn’t imagine what my SMU life would be without them. I love you guys!

Pressies:

hinting me to study hard for the coming school term eh?


The unexpected gift, really.

Lihua reminded me to think of them whenever my hair drops. And... that would be something like this...? :

Wahahahaha. That’s a tad disgusting. It's better not to think of them whilst epilating. :S

The weather is really scorching these days. We decided to head to The Esplanade for some breeze. The temperature there was no better than Sahara Desert! Eh... ok, I’m exaggerating.


Opps, I was caught eavesdropping on Guofeng’s confession on his relationship. Damn! This means I'm the only grouper currently unattached. Fret not, I’m still enjoying my freedom, it'll take me another few months-years to seriously consider getting a boyfriend.

Thanks Joseph, Zi Yang, Lihua, Guofeng & Weikang for the wonderful night and the handful of peers for their warmth wishes: Norman, Janice, Raquel, Jenny, Kenneth, Jess, Wei Jun, Yong Da, Stanley, Yu Fen, Wen Ting & Yi Hui.

Thanks Onee-sama for the all time favourite oreomisu cake & conrad lunch (sorry that I made a hole in your pocket) and Moo for being my pillar of support all this while.

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Love Story meets Viva La Vida

I simply adore this piece!! Play it for me will ya?


The guy playing cello looks like Peng Xiang. LOLOLOL!!

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