K.

I spent two days packing my room but only 2/3 done. One thing about spring cleaning is that you dig out those past long forgotten memories and you get all nostalgic and stupid at the same time. Probably the reason for my major procrastination all these while. But I guess despite the reluctance to look back at times, you got to get rid of some to move on. I dread throwing things away but I have to purely cause there wont be enough space for more.

While flipping through some sec school essays, I realize I am still making the same old mistakes. It’s funny, isn’t it? How people end up making the same mistakes over and over again not knowing why, or even if they do.

I attended a corporate event for work on Monday and it was a great eye opener. I enjoyed myself pretty much though all I did was to help out during the lucky draw program & some packing up, of course not mentioning having a fair share of the scrumptious buffet prepared by tenants like 1Caramel, Penang Place, The Wine Shop. And god I love talking to people. The night felt special somehow. It felt good knowing it’s really my kind of thing :)

Today was the first day of the bazaar I organized. Without any doubt, shit happens. But I’m glad I conquered it and made peace. Besides getting to shop at my own bazaar, I received many complimentary goods too. YAY. Then I rushed over to school for a class which I looked forward to the most (COM275- Regional Strategic Communication Management) where I get to go Siem Reap, Cambodia, for a 10-day trip during recess week, fully subsidized. There is only a class of 12 students and I am so fortunate  to be one of them. May it be an enriching one! So yes back to school, eventually I skipped class cause I was so late, for the first time. But thank god it all turned out well so great, what a day! 

Love, k

On this last day of work, my boss came to me personally and handed me an autographed copy of ‘Outliers’ by Malcolm Gladwell; A book which i was reading then and shared with him about. I was humbled and touched. It meant more than just a priceless book. It was the act of listening, remembering and truly taking one step further to better understand a person that made it so heartwarming. It also showed how he valued my time spent in the company, despite it being a short one month. The short casual conversations with boss were often inspiring and self-assuring, that I made the right choice, to learn to walk before I fly. The book shall set as a great reminder of this inspirational man, i would not forget, along with his life stories, to accompany me few years down the road of Success. 

2011 had been a year of chasing Dreams, a period of falling and picking up, time after time, along the stretch of rocky pathway, a World which revolves around me; my self-doubt pulling along my self-blame, under the resistance of my stubbornness to admit defeat to the other ugly side of the world. 

Now I found my way. I stopped wondering why the rich became richer, and the poor remained poor, why the lucky ones always had something to lean back on and the unlucky ones just got to work harder even if they might not get their way through. 

This 2012 would be easier to get by with a direction in mind. I would take baby steps and slowly climb my way up the ladder of Success.

This time, I dare to dream. 

Love, k

I had one of the best times ever with a great company last night. It was definitely a memorable countdown to begin the new year with. There were shots of alcohols, party poppers, lots of singing, plenty of laughter and there you go. To get high, not drunk. It was a pleasant surprise how we stayed so tight after two years since college graduation. So much had happened around us. Each of us changed a little within. Some left some stayed. And i came to learn that the closest ones would stick with you, no matter how long it had been and how far you had gone. We were the first to enter the pub and last to leave. Plenty of photographs were taken, catching the instant happiness and joy in every one’s faces. We had a long stroll along the Singapore River, from Boat Quay to Chinatown. I love how a few of us started singing along the streets, when the shops were not even open, no one was awake, (not mentioning the drunkards knocked out on the floor) and the first day of 2012 had barely started. It didn’t matter where we were heading to. We were as carefree as a free bird. I boarded the bus during dawn when the sky was still pitch black, and alighted with a clear blue sky filled with crystal white clouds. I missed a stop, yet it didn’t matter. The sky was beautiful. Birds were chirping. I felt peaceful. There was a tinge of gratitude for the year that just passed. Feeling light-hearted, i took in one deep breath and there, i was ready for a better year ahead. And i swore it would be. 

Love, k