A very artistic shot of Ah Zhi! haha.
The bridge we sat on to watch fireworks at night. You could put your feet in the water if you sat down. So romantic sia.


Went to Sentosa! Haha. Thanks for the day. Love yas..

♥ Walking on,
my own dusty road

The weeks just got crazier. Starting to do overtime everyday in office to at least 7 30pm. And seriously, its after working hours where life starts. Even with overtime, everything just gets less formal. Everyone’s back to themselves. Cheonged on the Achievers’ Nite seating plan. That got us totally mad about the agents, coz there were simply too many things to consider. We can’t put the rowdy ones with the quiet ones coz the quiet ones would be very pitiful but neither can we put all the rowdy ones together! Drinkers can’t be put near to muslims for fear that they may be offended. Chinese speaking ones should be put together, but a mix would be better. Gosh, I never knew just the seat plan could be so damn troublesome. Well, got to know the chararcteristics of planners more though. The team were telling me who’s irritating, who’s low profile, who’s super high profile, who’s a little to the weird side and stuff like that. Of course in the process of planning, we did have fun laughing at the LPs and funny scenarios we conjured up. All these? Done after official office hours.

So the week flew past with tons of things to do, tons to be completed, and tons of things left undone. And then it came to yesterday. DANCE REHEARSAL. Seriously, people from office totally don’t look like they belong on the dance floor. First and foremost. DANCE ATTIRE. Gosh, you would have laughed rolling on the floor if you had seen us. (I did, but I laughed inside, for fear I would get whacked or sth). Some didn’t even bring anything to change into. So poor Kheng Wee looked like he was attending a ballroom dancing class instead. Marvin wore what he wore for gym that morning. (No wonder he spent like an hour in the toilet drowning himself in cologne. Haha.) Daisy wore a long big shirt with tights and told almost everyone she forgot to bring her shorts. Jul and Ejenna wore stuff that u could wear to the beach with Jul in hot bright orange sleeveless top. Sexy sia. Some looked like we were attending a PE class la! Especially me, wearing Team NJ shirt and FBTs. That’s my usual attire I guess. I’m so used to wearing that already. Haha.

Dancing was even more hilarious! It wasn’t dancing that made up the main bulk of the 3 hour rehearsal, it was laughter! Haha. Guess dancing classes can really help in team bonding. You’ll see a side of people whom you never knew they had. Plain funny. You should have seen to believe the atrocity of office people (whom some have never tried their hand at grooving before) performing dance items. I guess I would rather sing in front of 10 million people than to dance in front of the 1000 plus plus plus insurance agents (with almost a quarter of them knowing who I am!). Disastrous.

Better get back to work now eh? If not I’ll be doing OT today again. TGIF.

Oh, and ‘happily ever after’ is bullshit.

♥ Walking on,
my own dusty road

Yeah! It’s finally the last day in the working week! TGIF! Gosh, been one damn bloody hectic week SNEF talks, HR Summits, plus one up and coming Achievers’s Nite. I’m going to be zombie-fied by the end of this month. Nevermind, as long as it takes my mind of stuff and doesn’t let it wander off to somewhere desolate, I really don’t mind being that busy. Oh, and I’ve come to love attending exhibitions and roadshows. Can you imagine? The stuff I bring home everytime I go for one roadshow is more than that I bring there! I just got a new teddy bear, thanks to the booth of JobsStreet, new pretty paper clips that I got from Jobscentral, a brand new umbrella too (just nice, coz my old one was already leaking) Of course, good things come with a price.

Nothing’s free. Had to set up our company’s own booth one day before the event, without aircon. Gosh, you would never want to step into a convention hall with no airconditioning. It’s disastrous. 5 minutes in there and you will be sweating buckets. Plus, we had to set up the banners, posters and brochures ourselves. Sounds easy? It’s damn bloody heavy. We brought 5 boxes of corporate folders there. One weighs about 30 kg. Imagine. On top of that, there wasn’t a single guy to help us. I should be in the army. Haha.

Overall, fun. Best thing is, I think I pulled something in my wrist. Oh wells. Luckily it’s not the right one. (of course it’s the left one, not the wrong one la) Haha. It’s always painful to have an injury. But in my case, the pain doesn’t come from the injury, it comes from the ears! Guess why? My mum’s nagging. It’s worse than the pain from my wrist. It’s not like I purposely hurt myself. Nevermind. It’s always like that. I’ve to live with it. Oh wells. Life still goes on. (oh no, I’m blabbering rubbish already)

♥ Walking on,
my own dusty road

Hectic. The past week has been one heong week. Gosh. I did more OTs in that one week than the rest of the time I was working. Not only mentally. Physically too. I carried the stupid 3kg brochures and shuttled between the hotel and office. Guess the distance between was about 1 km? so if I walked 3 times, it’ll mean I walked 6 km? ok, never mind. Tired tired tired. Well being busy may also be a blessing in disguise. At least there won’t be much time left for me to think about stuff that well, spoil my day. Though I can’t imagine working like that for the rest of my life. Next week’s super heong too. Got some exhibition thingy at Suntec convention – HR Summit. Plus some video shooting at external location on Thursday I guess. Phew.


‘Our lives have taken different paths, and I doubt we can ever have those times again, and gradually everything will start to fade. And it already has, bit by bit. So while we still all remember what happened one year ago, let me write this letter, a tribute to a friendship that is short and so so so sweet. And to what could’ve been if things turned out differently. But I guess life has it planned out for us to meet briefly and share something special, but to move on and spend our JC years with a different set of lives. But I’ll never stop thanking the stars to have met both of you. Different friends, different chapters. You two are a chapter of my life, a short but nevertheless, an important one. I hope I hope and I hope that I will always remember the good times we had and the friendship we shared. But as we all know, sometimes, with time, things tend to fade. But let me be the first to say before we start to drift further aprt, I will always live for those times, those smiles. I will treasure it beyond words and think about it time to time, to remind myself and to never forget.
Its silly to say we’ll meet up again, or that we might be able to have those times again. Because you and I know, we’ll never have them again. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime, it’s been there, now it’s gone. And we all have different friends to cherish and love now. But at least we would have the memories to keep right? Cheers to us, cheers to what could’ve been, and cheers to the rest of our lives.’

-written a year ago 6th January 2007 by a friend so dear to my heart.

Today was the first time I read the letter without any tears, any longing, any regret. Coz you taught me how to let go. It’s painful, but it’s part of life. They have long accepted the fade of a fading friendship, yet I clung on to it, hoping that one day, we might be able to relive those times again. Now I understand. Though friends pass in and out of my life, they will never forget to leave the best presents anyone could ever get – memories.
And to my friends out there, no matter how short our friendships are, I would like to say a big THANK YOU to all of you. Cheers.

♥ Walking on,
my own dusty road