my cherie amore

Yesterday was a Shawn’s pre birthday celebration. Yesterday was day filled with nothing but laughter. Yesterday was a day where friendly banter flew like raging bullets. Yesterday was spent stealing for airtime to vocalise my thoughts.

Nothing out of the ordinary; especially not with people like my poly gin gang. Them, like Nura said, are the people that I can see myself growing old with. Them are the people whom I can just be liberated with my speech and not having to pre-structure my sentences in my head. They happen to be one of those who constantly remind me of how sorely I have been missed when I was away. And they are one of the reasons why I looked forward to coming back, despite having too much affinity with brissy.

And I’m glad that we’ve came a long way. Even happier to know that individually, we’ve been charting success and achievements thus far in life. Its really heart warming to know that as friends, we are scaling up and excelling together; although in different fields.

So don’t blame me for being competitive. Blame them. For they rubbed me off that way.

us at the secret enclave

quivering on my start line

My part time job ended last Wednesday. I scheduled to stop working on that day to get myself well armed with knowledge about the bank's products as well as its competitors'. So that leaves me with Thursday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday.

As of today, I have yet to start working on my aforementioned motive. And somehow, I got a feeling I will be inadequately armed on my first day of work. For weekend seems quite jam packed with activities (read: hours and hours of sleep).

This wasn't a requisite set by the bank by the way; as in to report to work with full knowledge about it's products. Its just that, upon sizing up my fellow new batch of trainee bankers, I bet all of them have been wasting that 1 month at home reading up everything they need to know about the bank. Them are afterall, all eager and zealous by nature. I got a feeling I will be surrounded by flailing arms ( the kind that goes"I know! I know! pick me! pick me!) throughout my training session.

Just too bad I'm not a girl. Else, I could pull a 'damsel-in-distress,-eyes-wide-open,-head-tilted-down-45degrees-angle' kinda look. urrghh.

do u have to let it linger?

suddenly i am craving for a slice of chocolate cake oh so bad! its moist as it tantalisingly linger on my tongue. those leftovers that get stuck to your gum. urrrgghh.. fasting has been for sure been nothing but trying!.

dont mind me, i'm just trying to posta senseless post before this blog goes into a sudden cardiac arrest.

right at this moment, i feel like buying a cake from Awfully Chocolate. The whole cake itself.

ok. i'll shut up.

we live in a beatiful world?

Chris Martin once sang "We live in a beautiful world, yes we do, yes we do"..Well not really Mr Martin, not in Singapore for sure.

IMF kicked start 2 days ago, along with its brou-haha of the 28 banned activists despited some of them being accredited by the IMF itself. I think the government is taking this event a tad, no make alot, too seriously. It's a known tradition, since god knows when, that every Multilateral Organisation events are greeted with hoardes of anti-globalisation or 'whatever-grouses-you-have-against-structured-organisation' demonstraters. Its a mutually exclusive, non formalised pact.

So at the height of global scrutiny, we further proved our detractors right that we are the scared-shit, rigid society living within bordered lines. No! Dont you step out!!! ... Case in point? Allowing protests ( see we can be flexible with our system *roll eyes) only within clearly demarcated yellow lines (hello, we need to keep up with our Fines system to keep the money rolling..so step out of it if u want to contribute ok?). And did i mention that it can only be done INDOORS??

Admittedly, i am appalled. So ok, Mr 'whoever-thought-of-that-'bright-idea, time to snap out of the idealistic world you are living in pronto! FYI, demonstrating and conforming are two words that can never create the synergy u are seeking. Demonstrators don't go, "oooh well demarcated yellow lines! Finally I can use my loud speakers, given that the DELEGATES ARE REALLY FAR AWAY!!" or "oooh indoors, screw my motives being heard by the public, at least im sheltered from the rain".

Sighz, Uniquely Singapore indeed. Now I know why 'Live it up Singapore' got canned.

Actually what peeved me off and in return got my undies twisted in knots is the fact that the new season of Survivor is BANNED from Singapore. So what if there's a racist plot to it? What happened to opening up? Are Singaporeans that shallow to see beyond the show's racial groupings to realise that it is afterall a publicity stunt to ante the ratings? Despite the tasteless direction of the producer, it is still entertainment. So chill, seat back and relax can?

We live in beautiful world? Yes, Chris Martin, it is beautiful especially with cute yellow lines surrounding ours. Now, if only they (the lines) are coated with sugar candy. urrgh

and i am just that dejected fella deprived of my yearly dosage of survivor

the carvings of my resting place

'What" will your obituary say?' at QuizGalaxy.com

"missed by the guys at the legion??"

I know it sounds swell, but somehow it does have a 'Brokeback' ring to it..*sighz* And it might be some saying or metaphor, but I dont want to die after muttering 'rosebud'. Especially after rampaging prior to my death. What an anticlimax! And its not really my idea of 'going out in style'.Pfft! I rather pass gas or something. At least its more hilarious that way.

Part time work starts today. Doind what i do best...Talking...

It's no fun waking up at 7.30am in the morning. It's no fun when the sun greets you glaringly in your face. It's no fun when u can't take afternoon naps. bleargh.

the search is over

Ok I am officially employed. Although work will commence on 2nd Oct. I took up the bank offer instead. With 26 (26!!!!!) days of leave, how can I not? haha.

But obviously that wasnt the impetus to the acception.

Did not turn up for the interview with the marketing company in the end. News has it, the amount of working hours does not commensurate to the pay. Thanks Lojia for that call, albeit at the 11th hour after i went thru all those mugging to prepare myself for the interview. But an ingrate i am not..so once again Thanks.

the 10 that got accepted for the banking post are mostly wide-eyed, fresh grads. Too zealous and earnest into what the working world has to offer. Questions were being asked thrown one after another. Case in point is when the HR mgr was briefing us about how work-related transport expenses can be claimed.

overtly eager boy: " does that mean I can claim my money for travelling to and from work everyday?"

My eyes rolled like as though it was going to drop off anytime soon at this point. Warlow! he thinks he's some expat who gets transport claims just for going to work is it? *shudders* Oh well, have to be nice. Afterall I have to be stuck for 2 or so months with them during training.

Ok that's about it, have to go and plan my 26 (26!!!!) days of leave...haha

the path that awaits

I am supposed to ink my signature with the bank this coming monday at 3.15pm. But lo and behold, come along another interview on the same day, which is making sway.

So the question is, should I work in a Bank, which pays me considerably well and as an MNC, provide me with a platform to kick start my career?

Or should I work in a local boutique (not ur fashion boutique) consulting firm, which requires me to do a job that I am interested in (market research analyst) and boasts large scaled corporation as thier clients.

Managed to coax the latter to have all 3 rounds of interview in a single day. So interview will start at 9.15am (note to self: WAKE UP EARLY!!) till 1pm or so. Meaning I have only about 2 hours to deliberate on my choices if I am offered the job.

choices choices choices

On another note, Riverfest took place today. Just one year ago, we were seated at the steps of Brisbane River, in SouthBank. We awed, we oooo-ed, as the fireworks danced and shimmered in the Brisbane skyline.

Its been a little over a month. And I'm still missing Brissy sorely..

I dont want to move on, let me mingle with my past. For I'm a sucker for nostalgic moments. But those moments were filled with laughs. So now im impeded and blighted cos of yesterday. So dont blame me for holding on.