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November 19 Being too safe is boringHuman being always wary and fearful for changes. In actual fact, no body likes changes. Changes associated with risk. And risk deal with the unknown and uncertainty.
Some analyze risk too much and have risked their opportunity away. Some simply charge into unchartered territory heedlessly without weighing the cost and benefit. Lastly, some who are in the middle, very much on situational based.
In relationship matters, I belong to Type A, who bound to analyze too much. And yes, many misses opportunities. In the relationship domain, I failed quite miserably. I've ventured to some prospects and ended up wounded. Sad eh .. well, that's life. Someone wise told me, "we don't always get what we want, we always get what we don't want .. why? because we always get what is RIGHT!" errmm .. profound indeed.
Nothing wrong to be safe but hey, life is interesting, isn it?. The world is big and lots of thing to discover. I may be Type A person dealing with relationship, I am not so in my life in general. My biggest risk so far, my haste decision in accepting a job prospect in South Africa 4 years ago. Passport in my hand, I flew to SA alone. It was a very daring move. If you are not aware, South Africa is a country that has the highest crime rate in the world! I enjoyed the challenges, get to know the people, their culture and beliefs. Importantly, I get to know a great friend. My only trusted friend I made during my stay there. I get to see the other side of the world, been to the most southern tip of Africa continent, visited Roben Island where Mr Mandela imprisoned for years and many more. Many interesting stories which I will tell more in my next next entry.
There goes my biggest risk .. how about my smallest risk? I cut my long thick hair yesterday!! hehe .. well, I need a change. Being too safe is boring. November 16 My sis ROM dayI had most busiest stressful days in my life. Oxygen degenerating agent and brain cells killer called "stress" follow me like plague for the past few weeks. I was ..err, still am very very busy. Patience is all time "thin" for me. A slight twist .. I'm in red alert mode. hrmm .. I think I'm burnt out and seriously need a break. Looking at the calendar, I can forget about having a short short break. No free days. *sigh* tough life..
Okay, enough of my ranting about my crap schedule. Let me type something interesting. Let's talk about my sis' ROM day. ROM stands for Registry of Marriage. In Singapore, whatever you wanna do ..e.g purchase a house or to get married, you need to "queue" for your no. Yes, queuing is a unique characteristic in Singapore. That's explain why things here are always in orderly manner. My sis booked her date ..er I guess 2-3 months ago. Newly wed couples usually will register their marriage first while wait for their flat/house to be ready. Then, they'll conduct their customary wedding. Customary wedding means ..ethnic wedding ceremony.
They will have a simple reception on their ROM day where only immediate families, relatives and closed friends to be invited.
Yes, my younger sis has registered her marriage. Because of that, I expect lots of question asking me when is my turn. errrmm .. I said "soon"! hehehee
It was a sunny morning. Got up early and dressed up. I was tasked to bring along the hand bouquet which we've collected from the florist a day before that was stored in the fridge. When I open the fridge door, to my horror, the flower petals "died" and turned yellow! Ewww .. bad news. Rushed to the nearest florist shop and selected the best among the worse looking bouquet. November 14 Photo, photo and more photos .. :)Managed to get the last Sat event photos loaded up for your viewing pleasure. In a way, I've exposed myself and my family members. :) Too tired today, not able to write more except a few sentences. Enjoy the pics! :) November 08 Don't Mess with the DeanDon't ever think trying to mess with him. :P
Four MBA students were boozing till late night and didn't study for the test, which was scheduled for the next day. In the morning they thought of a plan. They made themselves look as dirty and weird as they could with grease and dirt. Then they went up to the dean and said that they had gone to a wedding last night and on their return the tyre of their car burst and they had to push the car all the way back and that they were in no condition to appear for the test. The Dean was a just person so he said that you could have a retest after three days. After 3 days they said they were ready. On the third day they appeared before the dean. The Dean said that as this was a special condition all four were required to be in separate rooms for the test. They all agreed as they had prepared well in last three days. The test consisted of two question with a total marks of 100. Q1. Write down your Names. (2 marks) Q2. Which tyre burst? (98 marks) November 06 Ever stressful daysI sat on the chair, facing the laptop screen, feeling errmm ... dazed. I'm thinking on how best to tell my story over my ever hectic life past weeks. Things were so critical till I'm sat stunned, over-whelmed and "stucked", not sure what to do and where to start. The most killing feelings that bugging my mind was the exam stress, which I had this afternoon. I'm unwilling to let work to jeopardize my studies schedule. I know, work still come first if I've to choose, it provides me $$ to finance my studies.
Somehow, I learnt a very good lesson here. I truly understand now.. what ppl means by taking one step at a time. You know what, last week I've to be around at the exhibition where our company had participated to exhibit the company products. I've to "show" my face, standing in heels for hours to explain, market and promote the company. One word, tiring! Never in my life talked non-stop to so many ppl in a day! That's record breaking! Cool.
For work, I've few large events within this month and Dec. Next term studies will start end of Nov. I'll be having 4 consecutive study weeks inclusive of Sat & Sun. And now, I'll have 7 days to vomit out an individual project. I'm anticipated another pressure-cooker type of week. Let's see if I survive this ordeal.
On the lighter note, my sis is going to register her marriage this weekend. There will be a reception. I need a killing dress for the occassion. hehee I heard, my new bro-in-law to be has invited much of his bachelor frens. I wonder if I've time to do my shopping this few days, which I doubt I can. |
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