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December 18th, 2011
03:43 am
I always wonder, why do people keep shifting around cyber journals and make a big deal out of it? Have people comment on it and start a quarrel there or something. I mean, seriously, do you really want to be reading back on your memories and be side tracked by all those nasty comments which people did not really mean?
So anyways, I'm very surprised that I'm staying in on a Saturday to just do absolutely nothing but bum around and get fat. Although I'm very much trying to deny the fact that I got so pissed ass drunk last night that I almost did not make it home in one piece. I woke up this morning with such a bad-ass hangover I've not experienced in a long time that all I wanted to do was eat some really oily comfort food and go back to bed.
Then there's the part of trying to muster up all your energy to get ready and head out for another night, but not feeling like a boss certainly contributed to my lazy bones screaming for me just sit in front of the TV and idle time away. So with that, weighing in my options of, A - Getting drunk again at Zouk or B - stay home, order in food and watch senseless TV. It was not much of an obvious choice to any hot blooded young adult but not when you've attained a hangover of such epic proportions.
Did I also mention that watching Anthony Bourdain while you're hungry is pure torture. I love his blatantly honest opinions of so many things about whichever he is in. What makes his programme so special is that he doesn't have that over the top facial expressions about the tasty food which so many other TV hosts have. Those facial expressions for me, just kills it all. Like, I know it's tasty and nothing like you've ever tried before but do you really have to be that expressive? So back to Anthony Bourdain, and his series kicked off with his favourite city in Asia - Singapore. Can't you feel your stomach growling already? I know I can.
Now....I'm off to hunt for some food before I turn grouchy.
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December 4th, 2011
03:40 am - That feeling all over again
7th attempts before I finally logged myself into this rusting and vacant virtual space.
Logging this entry while I'm still tipsy brings it to a whole new level. I usually do this when I'm inspired, tired or sleepless. But still sobering up from the copious amount of drinking is something certainly different.
Back to my (almost countless) attempts of logging in; I was more distraught than annoyed that I could not log in because this space has so many memories from the past of myself growing up as an angsty teenager to an emotional young adult that it would be such a sad situation to not retrieve back everything. I mean yeah, I could still read past entries, but there are certain entries that I've kept to myself as a memoir just so that I would not make the same mistake again.
Ok, as per usual, I'm obsessively ranting again.
I shall skip the details of what has happened over the course of an (un)eventful 6 months and fastforward to where I am right now. I haven't been the best of myself in many ways. Broken a few hearts along the way, made new friends and fried my liver on a weekly basis. But above all of that mundane nitty gritties, I've been insipred to make this entry because a certain someone mentioned that my thoughts are on the same wavelength as this person who blogs elsewhere.
I don't know. Some part of me hopes that she manages to find her way through the entangled web of the internet to this space or stumble upon it by chance or something miracle or whatever. (Ranting again)
I think you're quite special, despite you being tipsy and not remembering the moment we spent together while I was trying to distract you from your hiccups, it will be stored in a special place in my heart and mind. It has been a long while since I've felt that way.
Love at first sight, I didn't think I believed that until I saw you. I might not be a believer, but I'm definitely thinking it's got to do with the stars...
To that special girl...
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June 4th, 2011
12:33 pm
So I know I have been absent from this cyber journal of mine for a long time. During this period of time, I saw life from a whole new perspective.
I finally enlisted into the military. Those 2 months of initiation from a civilian to a military personnel wasn't easy. but I saw how singaporeans were actually so diversified in so many ways. I was always caught in this small little bubble within my own circle of friends that made me feel comfortable with who I am. But enduring 2 months worth of hardship with these people from different backgrounds made me realise that it doesn't take much to bond a group of people. Hearing them speak, getting to know their thoughts, sharing their opinions was an entirely different experience which I will never forget.
Yes, there are more of these experiences to come as I continue my journey through national service. My posting into the navy just proved that there a lot more people whom I have not met and it doesn't stop there.
In about 2 weeks time, I'll be posted onto a ship where life begins a new chapter for me and I have no idea what to expect. But from past experiences, I learnt that it is always important to keep an open mind about everything.
Thankfully, I have 3 amazing buddies that guide me through my toughest times and keep me grounded whenever I feel like I am about to lose my way.
As I contemplate about life especially with a passing of a batchmate in camp due to a traffic accident, it hit home that everybody around did not know how to deal with the lost of someone they knew. It doesn't matter if they were close to that person or not, it just matters that you cannot say how you truly feel about them. And that prompted me to tell my loves ones that I truly treasure them for who they are and if something similar had happened to them, I would be absolutely devastated.
Well, there is only so much I have to say now, I wish I could contiune this post but typing this on my BlackBerry can be quite a challenge.
I end this post with a piece of advice to whoever is out there reading this; don't ever think you're alone, there will always be someone who loves you. You have one life, live it.
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November 5th, 2010
03:42 am - Getting all riled up
When was the last time someone close to you pushed your buttons so badly that you can't help but get into an argument with them? And to make matters worst, that person in question keeps insisting that no wrong was on his/her part and that it's either your fault or purely a miscommunication?
What would you have done in that situation?
I guess some would have made huge fuss and stood their ground, while others will see the bigger picture and agree to disagree.
For me, I had my tolerance level stretched so much that it came to a point where nothing is too big of a deal anymore. I mean, of course there were days where I am just boiling with anger that I need to take it out on somebody. But exactly one moment later, I take a step back from the situation, take a deep breath and feel that it is actually something too stupid to be arguing about.
I have no idea where I am going with this entry but I'm just wondering how some people deal with it when their buttons are being pushed.
It just surprises me at times that those cheerful people's outbursts can be quite destructive...
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September 8th, 2010
11:59 am - 21st Century Technology
It is amazing how the 21st Century Technology can help us with even the most mundane tasks such as telling us the estimated arrival time of the next coming bus, or finding out where's the nearest happy hour from our current location.
I love how Twitter has connected us in such a way that we don't go around looking for news anymore. All we've got to do is follow that person and we know what they are up to. It is so much more convenient than actually picking up a phone and calling them to do some idle chit chatting.
But then again, these technological wonders can sometimes frustrate us to NO END!! I feel that we are over reliant on our phones/computers/internet that we are almost crippled without it. I'm sure you know what I'm talking about.
Then there are times where you can be sitting down on the same table with a group of friends, yet none of them are talking to each other because they are all so engrossed on the phones.
It is moments like these, that the simple moments are robbed by our very own creation, technology. Where the traditional face-time is no longer valued.
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July 29th, 2010
05:26 am - These lights will inspire you
I just came back from a VERY long walk with my buddy, Marcus. We walked from Lido Mackkers all the way to One Fullerton. Talked about everything, from the history of the different buildings along Orchard Road to what's going on with our lives and the people around us.
While soaking in the lights from Marina Bay Sands and the CBD skyline, it inspired me to keep pressing on to be successful in future. I don't know how, but I just had this very huge inspiration from all the beautiful lights around me. It was like my engine was fully refueled and I was flooring the accerlerator, almost letting go of the brakes. The urge, hunger and drive to make it big all came to me at once. Marcus and I just kept talking about what our paths will be and how we would want to get there.
Then the topic suddenly veered to our past and it was all about the 'What if's?'
What if I hadn't taken this path
What if I didn't meet you/him/her
What if I didn't do well
What if I...
I simply told Marcus, "Everything happened for a reason. We took the path that we had paved for ourselves. The outcome was preengineered by our own actions"
And in every sense it was true. I am where I am right now is because I fought tooth and nail to make sure I didn't cruise along anymore like how I was back in my delinquent mid-teenage years. I also made sure I didn't cruise along with the rest of the people who had this preconcieved notion that the school they were in was a dumping ground for those who couldn't make it anywhere else.
I simply begged to defer. I saw it as a perfect opportunity to redirect the route I was taking in life. Pounce on every opportunity and learn from the experience. Sure, it was tough. But what's life without a few knocks and bruises.
Obviously I made it out as a better person, with a better sense of who I want to become and where I want to go.
Even after telling my short life story, there are still some of those who would look at me and go "Wow, that's because you had it all figured out and you knew where you wanted to go." Again, they missed the point that it wasn't about figuring it out. It was all about taking every opportunity, good and bad, and making the best out of that experience. Because it will definitely count for something in future. Because, who said anything about me figuring it out? I was simply opening my eyes to the world that was presented to me.
To those who still haven't figured out what's life about for you, I say, don't give up hope. Those lights will inspire you.
Keep pressing on.
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June 16th, 2010
02:52 pm - Yell my name!!
Singapore is a beautiful country. Singapore is a fine city. Singapore is a safe country. Singapore is a good place to work in.
Singaporeans, however, are an uncouth bunch!!!
I was happily slacking away at work (Don't ask me why, I'll slap you. I don't need a reason to slack!) and my phone rang. Feeling a little annoyed that it burst my daydreaming bubble, I answered:
Me: *Peers at caller ID, Unknown* - Hello, Paul speaking...
Woman: Helen??!?
Me: This is Paul speaking...
Woman: Helen ah???!
Me: I believe you have the wrong number.
Woman: Orh...... *click*
Me: What the....
What the?!??! Here are some reasons as to why I'm so annoyed/irritated/angsty - Is there a particular reason you needed to YELL at me?!?
- Which part of "Paul speaking" did you not understand that it WAS NOT Helen answering the phone???
- Unless Helen used to be a man called Hector, there is absolutely NO REASON for Helen's voice to be as deep as mine.
- I re-introduced myself as "Paul". WHY THE FUCK are you still yelling for Helen???
- The least you could do was apologize for calling the wrong number, BITCH!
And this is not the first time I'm getting this kind of calls. On my old mobile number, 9106 1788 (God bless your soul, whoever is carrying this line now), I used to get calls from old uncouth men asking for, wait for it................................
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Ah Tiong
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Not once
Not twice
Not thrice
MORE THAN 10 TIMES IN A PERIOD OF 3 MONTHS
FROM THE SAME DAMN PERSON.
UNCLE!! You're either mentally challenged, or you totally repel technology because it seems that you apparently have MY number on your speed dial and refuse to change it when I SPECIFICALLY told you that I AM NOT AH TIONG.
Ok, I'm done.
Have a good (flooded) afternoon.
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June 10th, 2010
01:57 am - The aging process
Want to see the time fly? Throw your clock out of the window!
That's just something my friend told me which really cracked me up!
Well, it's been almost a year since I started this internship and amazingly, I have learnt so much more that what I've bargained for. Ok, before I continue this blog entry, please bear with me if it's incoherent or not making any sense because I just have this random urge to post something before I go to sleep.
Like I was saying, it's not a matter of how long this internship was. It was more of what I have been through, gained and experience within this short, but very eventful 1 year. I could almost still remember the time when I just started off and I was whining like a little bitch about the process of going to work everyday, getting scolded, counting down to the time of knocking off and having work pile up right before my very eyes.
Well, all that's changed except the part where work is STILL piling up. I mean, if there's anything I've learnt, is that work NEVER ends. So you'll just have to find that balance and tell yourself to stop working once there's nothing you can do about it for the day.
I'm not going into much details of what's new but what I can highlight is the amount of amazing people I've met and the thing's that I've learnt throughout this internship.
The people, goodness me, where should I even start??? I mean, here I am, this intern, with no experience whatsoever; sending out emails to Chief Marketing Officers/CEO's/Directors and chasing for materials/documents!! This sounds a little over my head doesn't it?? When I first started off, I couldn't even compose an email properly without having my manager vet through it and coming back with tons of mistakes, oversights and spelling errors. Not to mention, I was in the middle of all that event frenzy, juggling between a conference in Japan, China and a private summit in Thailand.
Never mind the workload, the language was already a problem. Imagine you sending out an email in English to Japan only having it come back to you half in Japanese. Then you reply a client in Chinese only to be misunderstood because you weren't concise enough and finally, having to fuss about deadlines because the people who are suppose to attend the private summit in Thailand are too busy to reply you - Case on point; Company CEO's. You get the idea.
But it was as if magically, it became much easier when I stepped into 2010. I was managing my events properly, I met my deadlines, I was running a good show overseas and I made such a huge impression on some of the clients that they couldn't tell I was an intern. I mean, there I was, networking with all these people who would eventually make or break my career, telling me that I should go work for them because they thought I was amazing. Who would have known that I would be sitting down, having a glass of wine and laughing with them over some jokes we heard.
I know, it sounds like I had an amazing experience with this company, but honestly speaking, it did not come without sweat and tons of 'tears' or so to speak. I sat down, reflected upon myself and realize that I have grown tremendously and I'm very proud of myself for that.
Ok, that pretty much sums up what I needed to rant in the middle of the night at 2a.m when I should be sleeping because I know I'll wake up tomorrow telling myself that I should have slept earlier. Ok, I'm ranting again.
Goodnight.
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June 6th, 2010
11:55 pm
I feel that social media (twitter, facebook, etc) has made the world such a smaller place that it transcends all boundaries that you see in the normal daily life.
Case on point - The Chief Marketing Officer of Microsoft Asia Pacific is following me on twitter.
Take that for smaller world...
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April 2nd, 2010
04:06 am - Weeping may endure for the night, but Joy comes in the morning.
Sometimes I feel the unconditional love from the One who cares enough to erase all my burdens and let me be free to fly like a bird. Don't let the world break me tonight, I need you to carry me higher. Sometimes this life can be so cold, I pray you come and carry me home.
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