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11 June 2009 @ 12:59 am
I witnessed the collapse of a tiered cake.
It only took a small stick of fact
To bring down the layers of dreams
That were built on misinterpretations
Of a smile
a touch
a time spent together
In a far away land
On top of a suspended bar in the sky.

That single moment
your thoughtfulness
your attention
your conversations

In the neverending looking glass of tomorrow,
I thought I saw a spiral of future moments

Sucked in

To nothingness.

I look around.

A deep bleak black.

So they say the higher you climb, the harder you fall. A lesson learned on 9th June 2009
29 April 2009 @ 11:55 pm
It was really fun when you lost your way.

If only Singapore wasn't so small.

15 March 2009 @ 11:51 pm
I know why I'm upset. It isn't because my interviewers are giving me crap work. They get paid to complete their work, we get paid to make sure we demand good work. Or at least, my Operations department should see to it that they have a certain standard. Sigh...

So I've sent M a whole long list of errors the part timers did. And M breaks out into defensive mode and explains everything away. And the final conclusion? No suggestion to ensure these errors never happen again. Instead M sends me the next batch of files and asks me to provide feedback on these files. Hm, I seem to be missing the line that says "Let me take a look at these files to make sure that it doesn't have the errors you mentioned before I send it to you."

oh well.
05 March 2009 @ 01:08 am
My colleague's getting married...but seems more excited about the wedding than the relationship... Why do people end up with such decisions? 

Thinking about what means really being in love makes me realize I personally really have been...
... a stalking gaze,
an obsession with careless words..
... a childish joy with 5 minutes in a walk together
an unnoticed blush...

A little bit sad but feel very contented suddenly with the assurance that my feelings were true even though it's all in the past. And there I was doubting my feelings back then. I wonder why... haha... things are always clear with the introspective magnifying glass.
09 February 2009 @ 02:12 am
... *sigh*. thinking about it just makes me more angry.
The selfishness of mankind's heart is a fact. Face it.
05 February 2009 @ 11:34 pm
Boss, don't make me slap you.
13 December 2008 @ 12:34 am

Felt very sombre as I sat down at the bus stop. I had just seen a man in his 40s, ring up his wife to tell he would be doing OT, she complained that there were too many OT nights and he flared up over the phone. "I didn't call up for an argument!" He said. And then he apologized immediately for losing his temper. He didn't lose his temper because of her, he was angry at himself. He knew he was not being a good father and husband and it was because of his job. He didn't even really like his job that much now, not after 13 years of being in the same line and realizing that most clients were idiots.

The man was the main character in "The Office Party" play which I had just watched. Watching his life, I felt a chill run down my spine. When we graduate and start out on our careers, I thought the only struggle would be between following your dreams or seeking a stable path with visible rewards. But it's never just a 2-sided coin is it? When we follow our dreams, it could be alot of fun for the first few years, the pains and efforts might seem worth it as we're learning and experimenting. But when we suddenly lose interest, and if we're stuck at an age where there's not much room to turn, it could seriously suck.

It's not like he hates his job, you can see his passion for his work in one scene as he complains about how a client refused to take up his suggestion, he seriously believes that his idea works and he describes his concept so vividly, you do believe him. But if the client doesn't believe him, "What can you do?"

For me, being in Marketing Research so far has seemed like a dream. Although i might like complain sometimes about the workload, the tediousness of certain tasks but I really do like the projects and the ideas i come in touch with. My boss is great. And I have no complains about my clients, I mean how many clients invite you to a free play? What could I possibly complain about someone like that.

But what if the tables turn against me 10, 20 years from now. Could I still handle this job with its crazy hours with such peace and contentment? 

"The Office Party" ends with the main character burying his head in his hands.

12 December 2008 @ 05:23 pm
I just want to say, my client is cool!

I've invited to a play tonight! Of all the people, she invited little ol' me. Awww... Although the invite was quite random. I actually don't know many people who call you up and say, "Hey, are you free tonight?" And hey, before you leap to conclusions, my client is a lady lah.

Ok I forgive her for the times I worked till 2am. But seriously she's impossible to get angry with because she's so generous, nice and genuine. Yup, I'm easily bribed too. Man, the bubble tea she treated me to is seriously the best in Singapore! 

04 December 2008 @ 02:31 am
2.32 am.

Groggily doing powerpoint report.

I see my client is online too.

The life of people in project management.
10 November 2008 @ 09:45 am
On mornings like this, I'm just glad I don't have to brave the weather to get to work on time. Hurray for my flexi boss!