Spoilt by Tattinger

祝你新年发大财！

2012-01-23T23:43:00.000+08:00

在上海，我们也是一个家。

八宝饭：谢谢Ken的爸爸用心准备的，能够享受到你们的温馨是我的荣幸！

Peng‘哥’ and Wuyang

Xuxu and 受受

大厨 and 关志雄

The brothers/bosses/creators of my beloved hostel

大叔 Rock Sea 和老大 Sheep Sea

我和 Xuxu

小燕姐, Ladyboss

烧了南方的火锅之后，我们包北方的饺子

前面那排是我包的！

天天给我上国语课，永不放弃我的大叔！

我的好姐妹欣樵

幸亏有你

end of february

2012-01-13T01:16:00.002+08:00

I'm looking forward to my break. Just bought tickets to go home on February 29 from Hangzhou.

Though its still a long while away, its a nice thought that I'll be able to meet up with the folks. There are a few specific people I really miss and wanna meet. I also wanna hit the wakes and get a tan. I'll be in time for West Side Jam 2012 ;) I got extra luggage space so that I can bring all my Singaporean goodies like Alicafe, Milo, Cereal, etc. ;)

and of course the real reason why i'm back is to renew my visa.

On another good note: I've also got news that Josh will be in Shanghai June & July as part of summer break and to learn mandarin? Haha, stoked!

sweet romantic people do exist.

2011-12-24T16:34:00.001+08:00

just gotta be a good girl to deserve them ;)

Reminds me of Love Actually. So since we're also in the spirit of things, Merry Christmas!

I wrote a few postcards for you my beloved. It should reach SG in 1-2 weeks depending on the Chinese post office's mood. Better late than never - they say?

LOVE

The Wanderer

2011-12-16T13:10:00.001+08:00

Here are some images I compiled while searching for the right images to represent 客栈游. I then realised that many of my brand values are similar to those I hold dearly personally. So the brand of KZY becomes an exploded version of essentially - me! haha. Talk about ego.

Then while I was writing/translating my thoughts into Chinese, I needed some copywriting references. Hence I referred to Sina's horoscope's depiction. And since I am a typical saggitarius 射手座／人马座, I gathered much inspiration from those pages.

Anyway, here're the images.

Love from freezing Shanghai. Incoherent sentences. Because the brain activity is slowed down. Has to chug through the frozen brain juice.

Never dating a US Marine. lol.

2011-12-12T21:37:00.001+08:00

cigarette duet

2011-12-12T20:16:00.001+08:00

Happy Birthday to Me

2011-12-12T01:00:00.001+08:00

Does not matter that I did not receive a single birthday present this year. Or that I didn't even hear from the person that I previously dedicated my life to, and am still deeply in love with.

The biggest gift this year was from myself. And that is the gift of hope, self love, self confidence, and happiness.

You come and leave this earth alone. Just try to do good while you are living, do good for yourself and be proud of each day.

I had to buy myself something. But I bought it for the company instead. A new lens and flash to do better photography of the hostels. Here's fooling around with it in my room..

I made a resolution this year. And that is to straighten out my personal life.

Thanks to a great thoughtful friend Rubin for putting things into perspective for me this October. He said "For all the brilliant business decisions that you make, your personal decisions are horribly wrecked". Then in the same month Twin (whom I only have the time to meet in years) reminded me of how we can control our future by "setting yourself up for the right things". It's like having a good setup before taking a wake jump. Don't leave anything up to chance - even in your personal life.

So i decided to straighten things out this year. No more unforced errors. Do the right thing.

At every single step. Because I believe that I do deserve a shot at happiness now.

Channelling negative energy into strength

2011-12-09T13:14:00.001+08:00

I like to remind myself of the mistakes I've made in life so that I never go down the same path again. Still, everything happens for a reason and perhaps it was fate that it happened. Life's too short so I don't ever regret. But the mess that you left me in - I could never clean it up. And since then you've disappeared from my life like its a natural process of renewal.

The picture of us still sits on my desktop and I stare at you everyday. The frustration, anger and love that evokes from deep inside me - I re-channel it into an energy that fuels my thirst for success.

Weekends in Shanghai

2011-11-27T22:42:00.001+08:00

浪漫的周末。

a soliloquy

2011-11-27T22:21:00.001+08:00

Darling Buds of May

2011-11-25T17:48:00.001+08:00

Jump along with me...!!

First Jog in Shanghai

2011-11-16T04:27:00.002+08:00

This park is right outside my hostel. I vow to explore it tomorrow and do 5 rounds.

吴

2011-11-15T16:02:00.000+08:00

In China Daily today, there was an article about this man named Richard Sears - an American who spent his past 20 years dedicated to learning and archiving Chinese Etymology through a website http://www.chineseetymology.org

From which after curiously searching for the origins of 车 and 人，I searched for my family name: 吴。

Funny thing is - in the older characters all seem like its a human carrying a basket along. I wonder if it's something important, or if it means that we were originally a migratory family that had to carry their luggage around all the time.

Or perhaps it is the head that is dislocated from the body. Perhaps it is in my family name to be psychotic since ancient times? Or that we can perform magic by dislocating the head?

Tell me if you know

my progress in shanghai

2011-11-10T23:41:00.000+08:00

Day 1 in the Hostel Room

New pair of glasses at 150rmb - that i lost in 3 days

Coffee Tree is my favourite breakfast house so far.

I've already spent 2 full days sitting there working this week.

Too bad the days of sitting alfresco seem limited now.

The second time at Coffee Tree.

I moved indoors to conduct the interview with my potential intern from NOC.

Skype meetings held in the hostel with the developers.

The best thing about living in the hostel - when in doubt about the site design, just pop by the counter and ask the potential users.

Today's a chill but tiring day. Walked 七蒲路 - the wholesale clothing market. While I only managed to comb one out of the.... 6 malls, I was dead beat. I bought...

1. Walking Flats 80rmb

2. Heels 180 rmb

3. Leather Gloves 24 rmb

4. Zara TRF sweater 75 rmb

5. 100% wool leggings 30 rmb

Total: 389 rmb

2011-10-22T06:05:00.001+08:00

I guess you have till
30 Oct Halloween to convince 'me to stay.

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dedicated to all u hard hearted assholes in the world, and the undeserving gamers who fall into the traps.

2011-10-19T02:59:00.000+08:00

2011-10-15T12:51:00.000+08:00

Perfect Saturday morning by myself

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Power of Baidu Maps

2011-10-13T20:09:00.000+08:00

So now Baidu can show traffic as well.

and it has a 3D "Sketch-up" Version. So cute. Though it definitely has loads to catch up where google is concerned, I'm a fan and on the bandwagon.

Somethings I can't do without (Google Maps)
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1. Save Maps onto User ID
In Baidu, the locations you save are pointed to your device (e.g. the iMac at home).

2. Limited "Drop Pin" Locations
There is a limited maximum number of locations (15?) that can be saved, and these locations cannot be categorized into different folders/sub-folders.

3. Satellite Imagery?

My world with you

2011-10-12T01:47:00.001+08:00

Thoughts of the whole world remind me of you. How can I ever move on?

From Beautiful freezing broke Paris to horrible bored n sick Guangzhou to homely Hong Kong to healthy fun Bali to work inspiring photo haven n getting lost Lijiang to lakeside romance long nights short days waiting for you at home Wisconsin to wet grumpy quarrels at Guggenheim and green central park cherry blossoms botanical gardens New York...

Barcelona, Venice, Madrid, Tioman, Bangkok, Kun Ming...

Even the illegal invasion of Songs of the Sea's benches while we watched the sunrise post Zouk Out...

The right thing to do is never easy, B.

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Joie de Virve

2011-10-07T16:52:00.001+08:00

Pulling out all the J in me right now to succeed.

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Miu Miu Fall RTW

2011-10-06T00:00:00.000+08:00

I usually have a hit rate of 8/10 for Miu Miu. But now it looks like its a 5/40. These are the 5. The rest just looks like trash Prada rejected and were launched on Miu Miu to protect Miuccia's ego.

Your favourite song, my favourite singer

2011-10-03T01:44:00.001+08:00

Guitar solo is amazing

Somehow after indulging in this song and a few others, I found myself indulging into Andrea Bocelli's Ave Maria. Such divine people and moments.

Moments. A special word that arose during a conversation with Rubin. It was about how life is made out of many moments, and that the key is to treasure these individual moments while they are given to us. When it ends, don't look back and sigh. Instead, look back and go "YEAHH" that they happened at all. :)

So today I give thanks that in this lifetime, I already met and had the man of my dreams for 4.5 long true and faithful years. I give thanks that it happened, instead of being upset that it has ended. I give thanks for his patience, ever lasting love, commitment and my best companion and friend over the journey where we grew up together. I give thanks for all the good values that he had imparted to me that made me a better person today. That there is always hope, as long as we believe and work hard.

It was very hard to swallow at first, but as time pasts, it becomes clearer that destiny has other plans for me and hence insisted that I pursue them - first.

These thoughts in no way mask the pain of separation, or the tears every night. But it does help me move forward.

Who knows what will happen in the future, and if our paths will cross again - or if I will attend his wedding as a proud and happy friend. But for now, I'm going to work hard on what I need to do, and be the best friend that my situation allows me to be to him.

Lost the plot

2011-10-01T10:34:00.000+08:00

Ok I'm officially tipping over.

Stupid, desperate and pyscho. In a way I never imagined myself to be, in a place I never thought I'd go.

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Being Single again

2011-09-30T06:36:00.000+08:00

After a 4.5 year relationship, I must say that being single again takes alot of getting used to. I mean, many marriages I know didn't even last that long!

Sometimes, all I want is to have someone to say goodnight to before I sleep..

It's the simple things in a relationship that we often take for granted. But once taken away, you feel amidst.

Suddenly, I have alot more time on hand.

No one to watch TV with on wholesome Sunday nights. In fact, no more wholesome activities altogether anymore. No more scrabble on weekday nights, No more picnics in the park, no more weekend photography discovery journeys through Little India n Changi Village. Can't even imagine going to family meet ups without him. He was already part of my family and my comfort blanket at those unbearable functions. My whole life feels displaced.

So being me, i work. It's been a not-bad work session from midnight to 5.40am. Did alot of thinking, figured out the logistics flows, and got the backbone of the IDM report out. Starbucks is a great place for workaholics, start ups and students.

But when I reach home, there's no longer someone I can tell how good or bad the day was.

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I was typing along, stable and all ready to wind down. But then the door opens and I just get emotionally threatened, abused, and blackmailed. My heart races and no matter how tired I am, I can't be at peace enough to sleep again. What a waste of time.

Maybe that's why I like to stay out late. So that I drain myself out entirely with work or play before I fall asleep. So that I don't waste time tossing and turning and potentially sinking into an emo pit of self pity and instability.

But some people just don't understand it. They let their imagination run wild. Oooh what can a girl be doing out so late at night, prostituting herself, hanging out with bad company? Please. That's so 90s.

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Collection of my memories

2011-09-28T02:29:00.000+08:00

I tear not for the memories we had, but for the potential in our future that's now lost

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2011-09-27T00:24:00.000+08:00

I realised that there is something else that I can do. Be a realtor specializing in beach houses around the world! From the affordable stuff under $1m for surfers around the world, to the expensive stuff for the rich folk ;)

Will start thinking of a brand name for it..

Creative Brief vs Brand Brief

2011-09-24T03:52:00.000+08:00

Spent the whole day/night working on something. But then before I sent it out to my Creative Director, I realized that it was completely insufficient to my own standards.

What I did was a creative brief. But what I needed was a brand brief.

RE-WORK.

If I never see your face again, I don't mind

2011-09-20T02:38:00.001+08:00

25 August 2011 Royal Room

2011-09-19T14:36:00.003+08:00

There's no need for a formal farewell. After all, there was never a formal introduction to begin with. People do stupid things when they are blinded by love, but oh trust me, like a whisky-champagne mix, a combination is alot more lethal. Though now its 两头不到岸, I was well insured so there are no damages no baggage.

In 26 days
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Day 1: Met you at Royal Room. I doubt we spoke much then - I was busy hosting, toasting champagne and entertaining. We ended up at Nana like most late nights with Martell and thai girls galore. With us were my potential investor, a trusty girlfriend and the king of Nana. I can't remember how it started but we made out in front of everyone. Since then, your hands never left mine. Through more Martell, through macdonalds, right thru to Jesse's home.

"It was a fun drunken night at the club" fullstop. Everyone will laugh it off the next day. I walked home that morning alone. It was raining, so I took off my heels and sunk my toes into the grass and sand with every step. The cold light rain pattering on my shoulders and tipping off my lashes at random momentums. "Good to be young", I thought to myself.

Day 2: You brought me to Woodlands to see your mother and told her that you weren't flying back to Jakarta.

Somewhere along the way: The blinding combination started.

Day 8: I was addicted to the passion. I took the first flight into Jakarta. It was so crazy, strong and wild. We talked about going to Bali to settled down with my beach house.

Day 15: My last day in Jakarta. Instead of staying by my side you tried to cover the pain by getting a tattoo in our room. I would never forget that humiliation.

The following week: Instead of the straightforward passionate man, you were aloof, cold, often not contactable, and distant. You are always on your BB, but I'm not the one you think of contacting. My heart hardened. There was a point where I could have cut you off clean, but you already booked your flight to Singapore so I relented.

Day 24: I picked you up at the Singapore airport. I had an investors meeting at Royal Room. You didn't want to come. It lasted till 5am, I was drunk on champagne when I went home to you. I guess you no man likes that.

Day 26: We had lunch at P.S Cafe. I teared. It was tears of thanks that this relationship happened, and I was granted the opportunity to enjoy another friend. It was tears of sadness knowing that the moment of the glorious red sunset is short-lived, and that I would probably not see him again in my life. It was tears of sadness that I wasn't ready to give up the cosmopolitan dream for the beautiful sunsets offered to be in Bali. I promised myself that this will be the last time I will walk away from a relationship in chase of my dream. 3 more years, no room for failure, no regrets.

We said that we shall chase our dreams first, and let fate have its way. If its meant to be, we will meet again in Bali 3 years from now. such romance. we told each other not to wait, that if anyone meets another - we should not hold each other back.

That night at Club Butterfly you were quiet but not awkward.You refused to drink. Later I realised that you were mad because I was drinking?!?! Bad boy wants bad girl to turn good. WAH. Instead of being in your arms, I spent the last night on the deck chair alone by the pool. How classic.

Day 27, which is today. Sent you off. I finally came - alone. I had a nightmare that you met another girl in Singapore this trip and that she was already waiting for you in Jakarta. Thats why you were always on BB, always tired when I'm with you and restless with my words. I was hurt in that dream, but at least you told me the truth and I respected that.

ALAS, I woke up. And realised the real nightmare I was living in - a long distance relationship. It has to end. it has to end. And so it ends for me now.

2011-09-14T00:17:00.001+08:00

Have you ever been so broke that you dream of interest rates?

2011-09-11T18:52:00.002+08:00

Ever since I got back from Jakarta, 天天吃不好，睡不好。I am worrying constantly and its not a nice feeling. Though the skin is starting to recover from the mosquito bites, the heart is torn between Shanghai and Jakarta.

All right, Jakarta is not all to blame for my sickness. Its the date of 30 September that keeps creeping in. Thats the deadline to which I will have to pull the plug on my baby and save myself. I need to seal the deals by Thursday.

1. Legal Contracts
2. Design brief
3. UI finalisation
4. Submit the papers to VCs

1. Business plan for arts studio
2. Business plan for media trading

A week in the life of a Mafia

2011-09-05T16:41:00.000+08:00

Remember that it is universal that money can buy you everything.

But in jakarta, the same money can buy you more. For a bowl of streetside noodles in Singapore, you can buy a fast-food meal, the cab ride both ways, and tip a random local on the streets to run errands for you.

Being 'taken care of' here means that you are heavily protected by multiple people (those you can see and those you can't). Means you don't have to pay for anything because everything has been paid for in advance, or charged to the 'owner' on credit.

To ensure protection, routes are plot in advance and forget impromptu nuances to travel, shop, or sit down for a coffee. No news for 15mins will send the protector(s) into a frenzy.

There are also duties to adhere to as the youngest of the clan. Much time is spent with the family to ensure the well being of the elders.

The difference between dating a normal salaried worker n a businessman is this. You never know what is going on when he's on the phone, never truly trust what he says. Because they adhere to a different set of rules for survival.

Its not something every girl can handle. Takes one to know one.

Some numbers
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An average retail supervisor earns $300 a month.
A policeman gets $200 a night per client to ensure his/her immunity in the club.

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破釜沉舟

2011-08-30T17:34:00.001+08:00

Have to succeed.

I'm sorry

2011-08-21T14:31:00.001+08:00

Sorry for urging you on, for sending you to your death.

I was at the marina, all decked up n ready to launch-waiting for the rest. Finally when everyone was here I realized that I was missing my jacket so I ran back to the shed.

I ran past low blocks that were resemblance of the walk up apartments of shunfu n tiong bahru.

In someone's porch there was a pot where fresh berries grew. They were a usual unassuming late raspberry colour.

The lackluster puny house dog pranced to scare away a wild lone berry stealing animal. The animal was wearing a lion dance costume- painted in the same late raspberry colour.

I saw sisty at the shack. She said that she was back with M. She looked sweetened, dolled up w pink circular cheeks n a jet black permed bob 1950s style. Not her, not real, but I was happy that she was happy. I grabbed my jacket n rushed back out- won't b nice to keep the rest waiting.

Passed by the berry plant again. There were 2-3 of the lion dance costumed animals nibbling at it this time. The house dog was hopelessly looking at them from an non-intrusive distance. I was pissed at the cowardly house dog for not doing it's part.

So I looked at the dog n pointed at the intruders. It looked at me with a pitiful look. It then charged barking at the intruders. The intruders retreated back to reveal their pack of 6. The dog was chivalrous and continued the charge at the pack.

Just then, one of the lion heads sprung up and landed it gnaw right on the dog. It must have been the neck as there was a loud crack. And that was it. Chivalry was dead.

I'm so sorry.

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你

2011-08-11T01:00:00.001+08:00

我只想听些安慰的话，你为什么那么残忍！

现在弄得我有苦都有承着冠军的样子。无人可诉。

若我们有心事都不能沟通，互相支持，那太可惜了。

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Artist for Life

2011-07-29T19:19:00.000+08:00

Every quarter, a series of art works are created globally around a simple theme. This season explores 'Animals' n how the most ass-holic kind of them all, aka YOU are destroying the rest. Brought to you by the good guys at KULT. Gain access to these bitterly humorous works at www.Kult.com.sg/shop. $24 for 4 issues.

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T3 Hong Kong

2011-06-22T17:51:00.001+08:00

I stand along TST's bank, safe dry and sheltered in the musty arts museum.

But this typhoon is strong and visibility is now barely 10 metres. The fog, rain and strong winds only allow me' to see the white capped waves - no horizon no land in sight.

I stared down to type on my iPhone.

Yikes, I look up again to the neon lights of the opposite bank.

The fickle T3 typhoon from Philippines.

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2011-06-08T11:35:00.001+08:00

What's the point of having a hotline that says "For English, Press 1" when your staff picks up and says "对不起你是不是打错了？这里是淘宝，只讲普通话“

Dreams in HK

2011-06-06T02:22:00.002+08:00

Ever since I came to hong kong I've been dreaming vividly. I dream for hours on end and sleep only after the sun rays hit me. This is despite efforts of me sleeping early, exercise, eat well, etc.

So far in my dreams, I've killed someone, and I've died twice- among many other weird things like spending alot of time with a gay ex-colleague whom I barely speak to.

But let's concentrate on the more significant bits.

I killed someone on the first night. It was because he/she- a total stranger took pictures of me doing something I didn't want people to know. It wasn't incriminating pictures at all, but I was horridly pissed that the mystery person refused to apologize or say who was the mastermind. A life was then lost in that fight, and it wasn't mine.

Yes J, I have issues.

The second night I was shot. By my mentor, love, debtor. I had no choice and I didn't resist. The first shot was to the stomach. It was so painful, I felt it. The worst pain I've ever felt in my life. I looked at her with no words, only well wishes. The second shot was in the chest and it hit the spine. Intense pain. I was struggling as my life flashed past me. I slouched into a pool of water in a boardroom drenched with blood and other bodies of my beloved team mates. Pretty sure no one came to claim my soul since I subscribe to no religion. When I woke up I thought I was dreaming, or already dead.

And last night, I died again. This time it was slow and painful. Among weird sections of trying to escape something, going back to live in my childhood home in Clementi (i slept in the old Single bed in my room where my mom used to sleep in. My annoying gay ex-colleague was in my own bed). We were running from something and as much as I didn't like him, I was protecting him from something. I remember missing that home. //missing link// A woman pierced an acupuncture point on my neck. It bled profusely and I could not move henceforth. After hearing a series of events that must have been unfortunate ( I couldn't turn around to see), she poked another needle 7cm away from the original into my neck. The same way condensed milk flows smoothly out of a tin can with two holes, my blood flowed like a river. I felt faint gradually, knowing I was going to die but unable to move to remove the needles.

I think I have more than 'issues'.

So when I was done with an unfortunate phone call earlier and I said 'urgh just kill me', I retracted my statement and said 'just let me sleep la. Tonight.'

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Loving Hong Kong

2011-06-01T22:38:00.002+08:00

It's my 13th day in Hong Kong, and the first day that I didn't meet any friends or family. Quite a feat considering that Hong Kong is the melting pot of the world, and there's always someone I've known from somewhere that is in town.

So far, my life has been happily occupied. But today I made the most discovery by trawling through Sheung Wan. It is a hilly place this one but it is also an art enclave = love.

Me at an artisan chine tiled italian cafe called "208". Did my work there for many many hours.

Popped into "Cat Gallery" right next door and fortunate enough to catch the David Blake life tribute exhibition. Everything was in silkscreen. I particularly liked the "Alphabet" series. There's an design piece for every alphabet, paying tribute to the things he liked in life. M for Marilyn Monroe and J for James Dean. Lets see how many I can remember. B for Boxer, D for Dwarfs and Midgets, G for Girl, H for Heart, L for Love, O for Orinthology, R for Rainbow, W for Wrestler, X for Xylophonists, Y for Yacht, Z for Zebra,

Right beside Blake Garden, there was a small place called "Corner Kitchen". I guess it's a private dining party concept. But today it was a doors closed and filled with film crew. I went on to check out cafes Barista Jam and Cafe Loisl. They both closed at 6pm. When I reached Cafe Loisl - an artisan Viennese coffee place, I was exhausted. It was on the top of the hill and the attendant was already taking out trash. He was suited in Viennese Barista style, very professional. I guess he must have noticed how disappointed I was that they were closed (it was already 8pm). So he invited me in for a glass of water, to use the toilet to freshen up and we chatted for abit. *phew*

I ended having a nice quiet dinner at 大家乐! Finally! I had my much awaited chinese simple soup, a simple stewed chicken wrapped in lotus leaf, and a cuppa hot 铁观音. This meal was goodddd.

I walked around and since I'm more familiar with the city now I decided to be more adventurous and take the tram. To be honest its not rocket science. It was just from Sheung Wan to Causeway Bay. It must have been a 20 min scenic ride. I had time to chat with Jon & Chi on WhatsApp. In time to figure out the price and how to make payment for trams. To those who don't know, you actually pay just HKD2 for any journey and you pay when you get down the tram.

Birthplaces

2011-05-26T14:07:00.001+08:00

Yiuyan's birthplace - 香港仔Aberdeen, Hong Kong

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My favourite minister

2011-05-04T02:47:00.001+08:00

Gerald Giam, Workers Party

2011-04-30T03:51:00.003+08:00

In the recent political hoo-haa, and everyone is forced to take a pick at their favourite politician, I must say that after seeing him live twice, I'm taken by Gerald Giam, Workers Party.

Watch Gerald Giam at 0:58

Certain things that fall in my trend - rather nerdy, engineer, kind heart, ..

Sylvia Lim in Parliament on Ministerial Pay

2011-04-30T02:54:00.002+08:00

When can Singapore truly become a nation of learned people who are no longer self-centered and materialistic. When can sacrificing yourself and your family's time and freedom be done, truly be for the greater good of others instead of oneself? How can being a minister to serve the people - honestly - be not just another job, but truly because he/she has got the higher calling?

I don't know and I don't dare to be so optimistic. Money is still the greatest compensation of all.

A brand new start

2011-04-17T18:38:00.002+08:00

"come on come on come, get through it" plays in the background as I chill out at a warmly lightbulb-lit setting at Pigeon Hole - another couple's labour of love at 52 Duxton Hill. Though I'm one of the beneficiaries - the chilled out bohemian hippie lounging on its beanbags, i'm a little sad at its revenue churning ability. Considering its low walk-in crowd and sparce seating arrangement, lack of food options also become a concern for sustainability. It's self service here, so you stand at the bar counter and wait as they make your coffee, pour your cider and get the chips. So far, its an $18.50 experience.

I'm feeling it finally. I think a brand new chapter in life is about to start. I've gathered up enough of adrenaline, had enough down-time and now its time to get it going again.

The last time I took such an unknowing risk (small risk big returns) was in JC. There was loads of fear, loads of chasing, loads of defending my gender, loads of wanting to back out at the last minute, loads of getting drunk, loads of love.

Thank you Rubin & Jesse for putting that spark back

The Book Cafe

2011-04-13T17:49:00.002+08:00

Hmm i'm really happy today. Feel like i'm unemployed and wandering.

the funny thing is that the only thing i want to do is learn, and be productive and efficient. I woke up late, spoke to a few vendors, and crashed at the bar for merely 2 pints of Pure Blonde and some constructive business advice from a critical friend.

Now i'm back to The Book Cafe and am all ready to do work.

Everyone should go corporate free lance.

2011-04-04T23:30:00.001+08:00

just got a great idea. but ah-ha i'm not sharing it with you.

Profile Pictures

2011-04-04T01:10:00.005+08:00

Many a time, the profile picture one displays is a reflection of how he/she wants you to view him/her as. It might or might not be an accurate representation of the person.

Here are three versions of me - the corporate rat, the back of house technology geek and the media banter girl.

Love Stories

2011-03-26T16:16:00.000+08:00

"Let's write a love story together, one with a happy ever after"

Congratulations Leng n Dre!!

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disgusted

2011-03-21T22:33:00.004+08:00

sick slut
liar
thief

I don't know what my friends and I have ever done to you to deserve this. but by doing whatever you are doing, i hope that you are happy.

my love for FASHION X ART

2011-03-20T21:17:00.024+08:00

It's been a few months of me thinking through life and evaluating the paths ahead to take. I usually do that with ease, with thanks to my steady goals and vision. However, this time round I find myself at limbo. Like a lost child in Shibuya. Dazzling lights distract me, people's chatter all around me and oh my the speed at which everything is moving - makes it impossible for me to think. If I try to stop. I will get shoved.

During this phase of limbo, here are some of my wandering thoughts.

Everyone wants to be beautiful. Some prefer to be cool, some elegant and others quirky. However, to coordinate it all would be rather a difficult task. Needless to say, maintenance in itself would be a bomb. I have honestly never seen myself as a fashionable person. I think that fashion is shallow and materialistic. Fashion comes with trends - and trends mean creating a cult of followers that do so blindly. That disgusts me. As such, I have never seen myself as someone who would work for fashion.

>>>>>>>>>ON ART

I am however akin to art, real creations and expressions of one's true self. I admire art. Artists are passionate people who chase their dreams and ideals and sometimes die so in the process. They are often perfectionists and will work endlessly until the final product is what he/she has dreamt of.

Here's a tribute to my all-time favourite whimsical nuthead - Salvador Dali. His installation art at his home museum in Figueres, Spain.

I adore art and have tried to dabble in it a fair bit. Then, I was part of a top academic girls school in Singapore. I worked so hard at my art I made little friends. I gave my paintbrushes names while the other girls were playing ball games or going ga-ga at Topshop. After 2 years of late nights in my deserted school hallway, I finished my Installation masterpiece. I was 16 so don't blame me for the cliche title of "Life in D Minor". D for Depression. My greatest regret was not having pictures of the completed installation show. So all I have are these remnants.

At 17, I continued to work on this whimsical idea of Theatre. I chose to work on Shakespeare's Titania - the fairy queen from MidSummer Night's Dream. I hand sew many costumes for her. It was an elaborate set of flamboyant shimmery turquoise fleeting wings, gold gowns of duchess satin, and silky night dresses that were fit for this scheming jealous and oh-so-seductive thing.

*On a comic note, I made my 2 guy friends (Rory and Jon) venture down Arab Street on a hot wednesday afternoon to scout for materials and compare prices. They were so mad at me they bought me a plastic Corn as a trophy of my established "conmanship".*

For the final presentation, I painted the set, made-up the models, trained them with their lines and produced the show. In perspective, I was a costume designer, set designer, makeup artist, casting manager, director AND producer for a show. *pat on the back for that*. I can't believe that i submitted all the original workbooks, sketches and paintings to England without keeping a scan! I'm now only left with these two photos (thank you so much Mr Lofthouse) and a photocopied version :(

And hence I am now at a crossroad.

>>>>>>>>>On FASHION

For the record, my favourite fashion artists/businesses are Alexander McQueen, Balmain, Lanvin and very recently DSquared. Miu Miu has dropped out from the range after seaons of uninspiring acts.

While I really admire how LV and Prada make such great business models, I honestly don't find them too outstanding. Don't spike me just yet. They are elegant, classic, modern, quality and extremely branded. But if they were a celebrity, they would be the Tom Cruise instead of the Johnny Depp.

Fortunately or not, I prefer revolutionary ideas. You either do it the best you can, blast the competition, or don't do anything at all. Some aggression is necessary for alot of explosive energy.

LET'S START WITH LANVIN.

I admire Lanvin because they are able to re-invent themselves. I like their collaboration with H&M.

Check out their full collection with prices here. Its an excellent branding effort, and H&M is such a great classy platform to reach out to the young.

I also love the Happy Leather Shoulder Bag. It's retailing at S$2400. Saw it at On Pedder Takashimaya yesterday. I'm panting now just thinking about it. The colour from the photo doesn't do justice to the real zeal fresh yummy thing. I can finally wear full black corporate, but funk up with this sling.

MOVING ON TO A MCQUEEN

I was devastated to learn of his suicide. It is like the end of a great artist. The headlines felt like "The golden egg laying goose got too tired of the world's materialism, and decided that it wasn't worth living for no more". The prodigy, art brain child who understood the pains of the world - gave up.

It was exactly the pain, SM and mystery gawking in his works that made me love it in the first place. His costumes or "clothes" often put you in a fantasy world, alternate reality. he gives me the confidence that i can be bigger than what i thought i can be. Imagination is your only limit.

Will like to share these two quotes of his - that makes me see him deeper as a real person. An artist, but also a businessman in terms of time management and social responsibilities.

"People who move in (fashion) circles never have anything to say. You know it's hard enough doing this job, I don't have to f*cking live it as well. I'd rather sit at home watching Coronation Street." (Interview with Philip Utz, 2009)

"Migratory birds always come back to the same partner to breed. I have always been a monogamous person. I don't' have the time and energy for more than one partner. Promiscuity is partially responsible for the proliferation of HIV and AIDS.I have a very idealistic idea of what my life should be about. The road I've chosen is a clean path of monogamy." (Index Magazine, 2003) "

And on the topic of depression and birds...

staring back at you.

2011-03-09T22:02:00.002+08:00

one day when you find me dead.

bones crushed, floating in a blood lake. EYES WIDE OPEN still staring with fury.

you will know why.

but nothing will make you look inside to realize what kind of family member you really are.

i don't hate you. we are past that. now you just annoy me much. it seeps into my bones.

you just don't deserve my time.

Happy 4 Years Anniversary

2011-03-08T02:58:00.001+08:00

Thank You, for everything.
but Thank Me for the dinner :)

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The Coming and Going

2011-03-08T02:54:00.000+08:00

The late nights have officially started again.

A colleague just left us again. Feeling abandoned and estranged. Left behind again by Phay Ling, Andy, Julie, Roza, Elicia, Serene, Ethel and Joe. All from my little team of 4. It's not a good feeling. I often wonder whether it was me, the bosses, or the organization.

It's 2.41am and I'm on my way home. I'm not even done with my work.

Not done with the creative Copywriting, and not done with the admin invoices/quotations nonsense.

The driver speeds at 140km/Hr and drops to 120km/Hr when I tell him to slow down.

I have 5 pimples on my forehead, 1 on my right cheek.

I feel my belly growing.

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Oh my darling honey bee~

2011-02-27T15:34:00.001+08:00

stuck where he doesn't wanna leave

The career path

2011-02-27T04:33:00.000+08:00

My world seems to be starting to fall apart, just when I thought it was cerulean blue skies ahead.

I'm very scared and very much alone.

I'm working on something, but not hard enough it seems.

We were walking done the same path. I slowed down to wait for you. But now you're veering to another road. So should I pull you back? Or should I let you go..

Nonetheless I think I'm strong enough. Nothing will take away my independence.

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Unhappy me

2011-02-25T01:05:00.001+08:00

Dreading everyday. Wake up with nothing to look forward to. Waiting for miracles to happen for me.

Wanting something real bad, but needs someone to give me that chance. Giving up hope, feel like I can never be part of that league, that I've list out in the rat race somewhere along the way.

Doubting something, but with none the better to compare.

I tell myself that i have to work harder everyday, but I still keep procrastinating. I still keep getting distracted. I still can't seem to prioritize.

Why...

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Missing you

2011-02-06T06:46:00.001+08:00

I miss the day we walked to watch the comedy show at Majestic Theatre in Madison. It was cold, and they sold no hot drinks. You held me tight and we had a coke. The game of the period was Moxie. We fought to play it till the battery was flat. When we were about to go home, it poured like crazy. I thought it was impossible to rain below 0 degrees :( it was a long way home but you kept me sheltered as we ran in the rain.

Pain

2011-02-04T05:45:00.000+08:00

It's 5.39am on the second day of CNY. I've got nothing on, but have been awake for 2 hours now.

I can't sleep because I'm in great pain. The kind that guys will never understand.

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Happy Bunny Year!

2011-01-28T15:01:00.000+08:00

Sakura Bar in Lijiang Old Town

2011-01-17T12:58:00.000+08:00

Backdated.......

Tonight I learnt that Bacardi Breezer is 'Bing Rui'

I've also learnt that Lijiang's pubs/bars are alot like Bangkoks.

Above all, the KTV sessions that i was forced to attend by my Dad in my early youth, at our Village in China is useful. I managed to sing along here!

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Big Aunt's Birthday at Harbour Plaza Hotel

2011-01-12T11:37:00.000+08:00

Family is great to have.

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Hong Kong Week 1

2011-01-09T16:20:00.004+08:00

I just took 2 panadol cold/flu extras. They immediately went into action - i could feel it. Hot flashes at different parts of my torso, and mild shivering at others.

Maybe it's the stress from the impending Monday.

Also there have been many late nights and busy days. Busy shopping, busy meeting up with old friends and family, busy travelling from venue to venue, yada yada.

It doesn't feel like a "Holiday" per se. It has semblences of home.

One thing though, there is no fresh air. Most of the time, we cross indoors from mall to subway to mall. Every breath I take outdoors, I feel like I'm not being fair to my body. It's cold but totally manageable.

Shangri-La Lobby Lounge

2011-01-07T18:10:00.000+08:00

It was an unsuspecting afternoon, as I wandered into the Hotel Lobby of Island Shangri-La Hong Kong. 10 footsteps ago, I had just finished a meeting at a neighbouring 5-star hotel, or what felt simply like the American Airlines airport lounge. This however, was a world of difference.

I was enthralled to a seat in the Lobby Café by the soothing violinist that started his set with “Vincent” followed by “Hard Day’s Night” and “Lone and Winding Road”. During this process, a beautiful elegant young lady gently recommended their afternoon tea selection. I had no qualms for staying a little longer.

At the table an arm’s length away were 6 top executives meeting for the first time, each representing a different corporate powerhouse. It was casual, but in the length of my stay, they seemed to have formed a new alliance or “Guan Xi”. Amid serious talk and laughter, I did overhear them saying “This Lobby is marvelous. You can expect to meet anyone, both fresh acquaintances and old friends alike”.

Just for the foodies, my favourite of the 11 unique “Shangri-La” Afternoon Tea set was the Cucumber Roll with Eggs. A thin slice of cucumber entwins a film of Vietnamese paper roll, and within, a delicate ménage of mascarpone and eggs. The price was affordable at HKD$120 per person.

The ceiling is 3 stories high, of which the chandelier hangs 2 stories down. Around are paintings that depict the phoenix and other exotic flora and fauna. They are all framed in no less than intricate gold carvings.

True to its name of the majestic Shangri-La, first reflected upon by James Hilton.

2011 in HK

2011-01-03T00:53:00.000+08:00

I'm gonna miss home this trip. I can feel it already.

But 2011 is the time to stop procrastinating. And to take the leap of faith.

After all, 2011 is the last year we have left.

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Blame the genes, my father is a gangster

2010-12-30T17:24:00.000+08:00

I told my Dad the story of how i got into a fight with a Chinese couple, whom eventually stole my purse.

He scolded me for not breaking their bones, and for letting them get away.

Next time, me gonna send them to the hospital.

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Deck the Halls!

2010-12-23T11:30:00.003+08:00

It's the holiday season! And here's my leave schedule.

23 - 26 December
29 December - 31 January

For those who have not realized, yes I will be on 1 month leave in January. A time given to recuperate from the agonizing 2010 they put me through.

To answer what I'm going to do with my life in this long holiday... I'm going to travel! to China! One way ticket to Hong Kong 3 January 2010 4.45pm :)

It will first start off with the serious stuff - arranged 2 interviews there. Thereafter, plans so far involve Yunnan. There's LiJiang's old town that I've always wanted to see. There's the possibility of hiking across the Leaping Tiger Gorge. There's possibility of a real Sabbatical by going to the Tibetian town of Shangri-La to spend some good time in the monastery. Then there's the hot springs in winter of An' Ning. And what about Dali the backpackers' haven? Oh my...

The other place in mind is Hainan. That's geographically strategic to set up my future hotel. The world of luxury centres there now, and there is never a lack of demand for beach towns - now nearer to the rich people of china!

Alrighty then, looks like i'm settled!

As for the 7 free days leading up to trip, here are some goals. Go running at least twice. Go for yoga twice. Finish my painting.

As for what I've accomplished in my last week of leave, I've finished reading my first Murakami - the Wind Up Bird Chronicles

The Best Song EVER!

2010-12-10T10:23:00.000+08:00

Kara girl

2010-12-10T08:22:00.000+08:00

My new baby woke early in the morning. I fed her with water at 7.20am.

After which she woke me again at 8am with piss and poop all over the floor- just not on the pee tray.

Then I realized that her leash was locked and so it was too short for her to walk to the tray.

FML.

Ball of fur you.

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2010-12-09T19:10:00.000+08:00

STOP READING THIS! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!

I'm 'pyscho'

2010-12-08T02:32:00.000+08:00

I debated my times as to what I should say to you, whether I should call you, message you, write to you, whatever.

But I realized that I have absolutely nothing to say to you, and nothing you'd say would have any value to me. And so I didn't.

It got to me for awhile, but I got over it just as quickly.

I guess it wasn't as big a difference as I thought it would be after all. Easy enough.

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Cold world

2010-12-07T02:37:00.000+08:00

Crushed at home. And you're not even a phone call away.

@Heineken Tuesdays are officially the worst day of the week.

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Melancholic Day

2010-12-02T15:49:00.000+08:00

I'm on leave today, so I slept till 1pm :) replied some emails and engaged on social media a lil. Took a long hot shower.

Walked out to grab a bite at 2.30pm, and had a leisurely Ba Chor Mee. Strolled to 7 Eleven to browse and walked out with a Mars bar :)

About to cross the road to go home and it drowns me with torrential rain. An elderly man cycles past - one hand on the handlebar and the other holding an umbrella upright. He's dry.

I sit at the coffeeshop lamenting and hoping the rain calms down a little.

Counting down to my next appointment at 4.45pm, and the next at 6pm.

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My First Business Trip

2010-11-27T17:35:00.007+08:00

It was an intensive 5 day trip to KL, with alot of hotel stays and expensive restaurants. To know more, click on the photo below. Actually, do not click on the photo because dumbass me can't get the hyperlink to work. So Click HERE.

As a disclaimer to this boring entry, the purpose of this is honestly to test my newly acquired Google Analytics skills. By putting in some codes using the URL Builder that link to my hospitality blog.

Salaries and the Reality of Life

2010-10-04T23:21:00.000+08:00

A back dated post------

Today was promotion day, where the memo congratulating all those promoted was sent out to all staff.

Then I realized how underpaid I was - not even worth a receptionist, or a senior sweeper.

Doesn't matter how much authority I supposedly have - because obviously what I am giving is not enough, and not what they value.. :(

All About Me

2010-09-27T03:22:00.004+08:00

Because YY was hoarding the camera

Dream come true

2010-09-24T20:19:00.000+08:00

Next year perhaps?

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Men (& women) I want

2010-09-24T01:26:00.001+08:00

I think as much as I want an adventurous spontaneous fun suave go getter...

I'm also deeply attracted to the Shy, good hearted, truly gentlemanly, well mannered, half geek, intelligent type...

How???

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On work stress

2010-08-25T18:24:00.001+08:00

Super stressed with work. There are so many things that need urgent attention, it's difficult to keep a cool head.

I'm learning alot, and there are so many great ideas. There's alot of money available to execute the good ideas too.

It's upsetting that there's not enough time to 'DO IT'.

I also find it very hard to inspire the people with you though. I guess that's one reason why I'm still in this company- the autonomy to brainstorm, suggest, plan, execute. On a strategic level that many companies only allow directors to do.

On inspiring people in a stretched environment (limited resources, alot of work) Perhaps one way is to hire good people, and give them the rein to do things. After all, as long as it's not 'wrong', there has to be a positive effect in the campaign right? It'll be better than nothing right?

Not everything can be optimized, or rather, there can't exactly be a point of equilibrium for time management, or money management in marketing right? Perhaps you can, but it has to be balanced with manpower hours.

Oh by the way, Google is hiring. How exciting :)

Imagine the fun times there, and the even better times after you graduate from Google Academy.

But I can't work in the CBD. Here's a picture of the madness opposite 8 Shenton Way.

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Hurting

2010-07-26T22:01:00.000+08:00

Hurting like a clam's bare flash exposed to the harsh sun and chlorinated water.

But there's no one willing to help, no one that can. Doors close on me with merciless smiles - one by one.

I walk on not wanting to walk, finding no reason in the world to carry on walking. I walk into a daze and into the middle of a busy traffic junction - not knowing what I was walking myself into. Flashes horns and loud noises blast as I just continue walking.

Carrying all expectations to cross to home to get scolded for something I didn't do well enough.

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Singapore’s month of National Pride and Camaraderie

2010-07-12T18:10:00.000+08:00

August 2010

This August 9th, our nation celebrates its 45th birthday with the theme of ‘Inspiring Singaporeans to live their dreams’. As such, organizers this year are celebrating our home-grown, but internationally acclaimed artists such as songbird Corrine May and designers Theseus Chan from WORK, Chris Lee from Asylum, and Soh Ee Shaun from Republic Polytechnic. It’s not new for our People’s Association to invite Singaporean celebrities who have made it in the international arena to share the glory at the National Day Parade. But to see goodie bag designs by our very own top designers is like getting a chance to own your very own piece of designer bag (for free!) Remember Marc Jacob’s “I’m not a plastic bag”? It’s now our turn!

Beautiful Mid-20s

2010-07-11T15:55:00.001+08:00

It's another Sunday at Tanjong
Beach Club without my wallet. I swear it's accidental. Luckily I have Yiuyan with me this time.

Beautiful Mid-20s

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Leading the thief into the house

2010-07-01T00:54:00.000+08:00

By which you kill the trust and peace at home.

Tricked through pity, you promise your loved ones to open your eyes as you watch your sanity robbed away from you.

One by one, slow and easy she guns down low morale families. One, by one.

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About Me

2010-06-29T22:02:00.005+08:00

On my current CV
----------------
I would like to sell you my potential contributions, my bubbly personality, and most importantly my Passion.

I've fallen in love with hotels since I was 14 and have had them in mind along every step of my growing years. The satisfied smile on a customer’s face never fails to enthrall me. I'm a perfectionist. I'm hungry to work all the time. I am entertained by every aspect of the hospitality business and I'll never want to stop working.

One day I would like to be an entrepreneur of a famous world-class owner-run hotel. I am an adventurous person that enjoys challenges, so my eyes are certainly set on beyond Singapore.

In the future, I hope to be an inspiration and support to other young people pursuing their dreams- especially those with dreams that might belong to the "path less trodden".

But right now, I am in search for a organization that I can start making contributions to, and yet offer me guidance to keep on growing.

New CV
---------------
This 2010, I celebrate my 10 year anniversary of love for the hospitality industry.

I've fallen in love with hotels since I was 14 and have had them in mind along every step of my growing years. The satisfied smile on a customer’s face never fails to enthrall me. I'm a perfectionist. I'm hungry to work all the time. I am entertained by every aspect of the hospitality business and I'll never want to stop working.

One day I would like to be an entrepreneur of a famous world-class owner-run hotel. I am an adventurous person that enjoys challenges, so my eyes are certainly set on beyond Singapore.

3 years into decision-making in Singapore, so it seems the Wanderlust has settled in.

coolest advertisement ever

2010-06-25T01:00:00.000+08:00

2010-06-13T09:16:00.000+08:00

Thank god I work for hospitality. There's a home away from home-everywhere.

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Domestic Anger

2010-06-13T09:01:00.000+08:00

I've been becoming very short tempered lately. I raise my voice and get very very angry with stupid people, or people who don't understand spoken language, or people with no common courtesy.

Maybe it's because i'm forced to move out of my shell once again.

Locked out on purpose on Friday night after work, and chased out of the house through accessive passive aggression on a beautiful Sunday morning.

Life feels like adolescent years again.

I already changed my sheets and wiped the floor before you came back so that i can sleep undisturbed this Sunday, and hopefully be spared from your wrath. But you had to wake me up twice, and make me move out the third time. All for separate reasons mind you. Imagine if this person wasnt your daughter that you can bully but your husband. He'd ditch your sorry ass bitch!

The maid politely asked if I wanted to get my room vacuummed, I said no thanks. But you told her to 'then just bring the vacuum in'. What was that? Moving-in on enemy territory? Going onto the aggressive?

Seriously-why bother trying to patch things up, whine that you want my care n concern, & want me to treat you like family. You've never treated me like one.

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Jackpot!!!

2010-05-31T23:20:00.001+08:00

Marked the score of the jackpot today. May it be ingrained in me, may i always remember the cause and live true to it.

Now it symbolizes lust, fun, all things old school, cute and sexy. Well, it's a jackpot score with three cherries! What can I say?

It's a reminder of Pacha. The want to live life just the way we want to, out fun carefree but making tons of money. Coz no one can play as hard as you can, and you deserve to reap it. It's about the business.

It's also about the sea and the sailor girl. The nautical stars, waves, ropes and the swallows will come shortly.

Today on, my life will be accompanied by a swallow. Wild, graceful and free, coz being caged up will result in a sweet death shortly. It also brings hope and success. Because to us sailor girls, the sight of the swallow means that land is near!! What excitement of new treasures to be found!

One day when I've made my mark, I'll re-unite it with another swallow, and then they will b truly free.

Angel devil human

2010-05-31T23:20:00.000+08:00

These 3 worlds that I live in. The angel, the devil and being human.

I'm the angel at work, always doing the right things and

working for the better of my learning and the company's bottom line. Fat n juicy!

I'm the Devil when I'm out on the field, playing my game. The world's my oyster and I get consumed by it- ever so willingly.

But homes the most difficult part to be. It is your sanctuary and should be the nest of your sanity. You can't be the angel because you have to be true to yourself-can't act 24-7. Can't be the devil either coz you are restricted by values that society forces on you.

I was really tired today. Worked through last night, and fought awake with coffee today. But twice upon reaching home was I only screamed at. For not telling her that I would be back late, for not having washed my clothes yet, for putting up the toilet bowl seat when I shower. Never mind that I washed the car, topped up petrol to full tank, cleaned the house(well I paid for it at least), and went to pick her from the airport. Haha. So righteous these words 'Never Mind'. Coz its exactly her phrase. And I mean intermittent screaming and crying.

So I scattered as usual. This time to the playground for some silence.

All I wanted was to sleep.

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'busy lives'

2010-05-28T22:36:00.000+08:00

In the company of so many ppl, but still feeling desperately lonely..

Talking about superficial things..

Baby, come home soon please

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Ironies in life

2010-05-26T20:24:00.000+08:00

Cock big but can't fuck
Arms big but can't fight
Got money but no time
Cap 5.0 but no common sense

So the fucking what?

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Going MAD

2010-05-25T21:44:00.000+08:00

Hi Dawn,

You once said that you'd encourage us to go MAD with you. Make a Difference, starting from every little piece of work you produce..

But how does one convince and motivate your colleagues to keep that faith, to trudge through the mud, and to Make That Difference? How do you put that hunger in their stomachs??

The management systems might be flawed now. The fruits of your labor might be benefitting the company now, or not. But the knowledge and skills and reputation are yours to keep and no one can take that away from you. Right?

Leadership is indeed difficult. .

Sigh,
Jayne

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Hate Tuesdays

2010-05-25T20:00:00.000+08:00

We are so frustrated with incompetent leaders.

Tuesday is now the worst day of the week.

Miss TGIM. Thank you Heineken.

Going to the City

2010-05-17T22:23:00.001+08:00

The heart is especially heavy as the taxi takes a paced drive to the airport. The temporal end of my solace, for a journey back to the city. Like a country girl that has forced herself to find work in the city in the name of bigger hopes, dreams, and a realistic stomach-filling job... I'm feeling that sense of helplessness.

Like great friends, family n soldiers separated by war, we'll just have to hold onto the memories dear to our hearts, guard the friendships made, and look forward to the next time we meet again.

The heart beat sounds like an old cello profoundly whining. There is a deep found sadness.

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Ranadi Villa, Seminyak, Bali

2010-05-16T18:08:00.000+08:00

My home in Bali. Sedap ya:)

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Nick's Hidden Cottages, Ubud, Bali

2010-05-16T11:24:00.001+08:00

This is why I love Bali...

Reached Home!

2010-05-14T23:56:00.000+08:00

Back dated to 14 May

Safe and sound.. The immigration is taking bloody long, and there's another hour by car to go before reaching into the natural realms of Ubud. But there's a godly happiness in me, I'm so glad n at peace to be here..,

All dressed up n nowhere to go

2010-05-09T17:38:00.001+08:00

I must b pms-ing.. Feeling unusually sensitive to all the little things.. makes me feel adolescent again..

Work slowed down for abit, but there's no one to really hang out with and enjoy the weekends with.. That kinda sucks right?

I miss Yiu very much, but I totally hate talking to the computer too.. Sigh, it's not like we can help it..

When I take a deep breathe, all I can think of is my debt, wakeboarding, n my work. Afterwhich I just feel really lonely.

Well, maybe she is right. Only your career won't wake up the next morning and say 'i don't love you anymore.'

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Super fucking bad mood!!!

2010-05-07T22:59:00.001+08:00

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13 hour torture

2010-04-12T14:14:00.001+08:00

This flights a torture.. 13 hours of being stuck to my seat. With a fully judgemental new yorker like Miranda beside me. Worked on her HR policies on her laptop for the first 8 hours, and duly read the super thick Jim harrison novel for the next couple. All this while i reveled in cheap Beijing beer, read my sleazy young n boring 'Rachel Papers'. It's cold n my nose is on an escapade. The new yorker darts eyes at me dissapprovingly as I sniff along and organize my crumpled tissues from the straight-laced ones. Haha

This 13 hour flight would be a little more bearable if it had personal tele, food fit for humans, and a ceiling that doesn't leak. I tried

my luck for an upgrade by showing the puddle of water on my tray due to the hole in the ceiling plane. (just realized that while similar sounding, whole transends the direct opposite of hole). Anyway, it's air china, so the air girl just raised an eyebrow, and had 'tough luck' written all over her face.

Guess it's not that bad after all. The patter n splash every minute keeps me company I guess.. What's a lonely damsel got to do on a 13 hour flight...

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