tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11033550569096541672024-03-21T16:54:04.097+08:00GrrrraceLive. Laugh. LoveQuaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.comBlogger870125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-52846949384626698532014-08-12T22:47:00.001+08:002014-08-12T22:47:49.046+08:00PrivilegedFor the past 2 years, Chester brought up this idea that we should go to Europe together. 2 years back, I thought it was going to be impossible. Like I mean, this kind of thing is for married couples right? Honeymooning and stuff. I'm still young, we are still young. Nothing is confirmed. What if I meet "The Right One" in a couple of years time...?<br />
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But I don't know what made me want to go to Europe so much. Maybe because a huge part of me really wants to see the world, and perhaps it is because I have been too overly protected by my parents. For the past few holidays with Chester (BKK, etc.), I had to lie to my parents that I was going with a bunch of friends because I couldn't get out of the country with just him. My parents didn't allow even if it means I was 21 years old and earning my own money through temping during my University holidays. I was jealous of those who are able to go freely with their boyfriends, jealous that even my younger brother can openly go overseas with his girlfriend, but I just couldn't. I was already 21, and I thought it was nothing but absurd. Tell me what is the difference between adulthood and the past 21 years of my life then? Nothing.<br />
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My parents were against the idea of me going to Europe with my 'bunch of friends' 2 years back, when I told them I wanted to go as my grad trip. It took me like 2 years and many gazillions people to convince them that I am all grown up. People younger than me are also going overseas to pursue a degree and staying overseas by themselves, why can't I? Moreover, I am going for a month, not long term like them...<br />
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So me being me, 2 years forward, booked a ticket to Europe with Chester about 4 months back. I feel bad lying to my parents once more but this time I felt I had to make a stand if I wanted something. This trip didn't come easy. I worked my ass 5 months off and saved hard for this. And I made sacrifices, because most of my classmates would be employed by now (and their probations over), and 5 months means that they are 5 months ahead of me. Me, being the kiasu one, cannot swallow it because that means missing out on bonuses, experience, etc. But nevertheless, I secured myself a job right after my trip. Feeling at ease, but at the same time, not looking forward to my trip because when I come back, I have only got a day to rest before I start working forever.... Omg :(<br />
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But it's just 3 more days to Europe! This feels way too surreal. Way. Too. Surreal.<br />
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Can't imagine myself standing before the attractions, on top of the mountains in Switzerland and stuffing myself with Burgers and Lobsters in London.<br />
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Okay till then! So much more to pack. All the pre-holiday jitters already setting in.<br />
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<br />Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-76054947961320153652014-06-06T23:25:00.003+08:002014-06-06T23:25:55.731+08:00Matthew 7:7<i>"Knock, and it shall be open. Seek, and you shall find. Ask, and you shall be given."</i><div>
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The past week was in fact, the BEST week I had this year. It it could have been the best week for the past donkey years. It marks a milestone in my life. </div>
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Having to come out to work as a contract staff hasn't been this rewarding. I planned to take a contract role because I would be traveling in mid August to the end of the first week of September. Three and a half weeks, that is. Most organisations would probably be rejecting me because, who am I to take three and a half weeks of leave?! Am I the boss? No. I am just, a fresh graduate, from a private university - SIM. And so, after a good 2 weeks, I found a contract job in StandChart for 3 months, which would have already been ended but I got extended till end of July, with an increment, which I was really happy with. But that wasn't the best news. </div>
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I was so worried about losing out to my peers because it seemed that all my university classmates already found jobs with pretty decent pay. And me? Contract staff, probably losing out on extra 5-6 months of working experience, losing out on bonuses and benefits, losing out on everything. I was upset for a period of time and got really stressed finding perm jobs which I would be able to start when I come back from my grad trip. This competitive nature in me really brings me down sometimes that I wish I could just be a little bit more normal haha. But that really meant a lot to me. Worse part was, I sent out resumes during lunchtime, after work, and even when I was at work I was on my phone, one after another, but got no replies. That was really saddening, and made me even more stressed than already was.</div>
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And then one day, one of my mentors actually asked me if I like writing reports because there was an internal job opening and I couldn't wait to pounce on this opportunity because I knew I needed to find a job. I cannot be coming back from my trip without a plan, a future, a penniless me. So with the help of my mentor, she sent my resume out and a week later I was called out for interviewS. First interview was so impromptu. I remember I was so engrossed in my work and suddenly my mentor grabbed my arm and told me "That boss wants to have an interview with you now." "HUH, NOW?!" I was so unprepared. I was so nervous. I was prompted by the interviewer to ask questions but I had none. My mind was blank and I didn't talk much. And then the next day, I had another interview, this time with two interviewers but I was informed of that interview only a day before. I remembered saying a little prayer and hoping to be calm and collected with confidence. Interview went well but I had to take this test which took me like 2 hours. I was told the test tested me on my mathematical, analytical skills, as well as my flair in writing and technical skills. Came back from the test with my morale at its lowest. I felt like I was being beaten and trampled (pardon the exaggeration haha). I felt lousy. I felt like its the end, the job isn't meant for me. </div>
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A week later, I was called out to the pantry to meet the interviewer and after much consideration, I GOT IT. I couldn't believe. I mean there were other candidates what right??? Why me leh? I am such a noob, from a private uni, and I know nothing. I was told that for my test, I had to brush up on my mathematical skills but I had a flair in writing. This is actually the first time I heard my math sucks and my English is good. In fact, the way I write is nothing fantastic, but my math is way better. </div>
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But nonetheless, I was overjoyed and too happy for words. For the past week, I was waiting for my special email, that came with the offer and my salary. It was waaaaaaaay more than I could ask for. I would never had expected to get this much. I know I have backslided as a Christian and I only say my prayers when I needed to say. I feel bad but, thank You for Your generous provision. I guess its true - from young, my mum drilled Matthew 7:7 in my head. "Knock, and it shall be open. Seek, and you shall find. Ask, and it shall be given." </div>
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My family, friends and Chester was so happy for me when I broke the news to them. I could tell I made my parents so proud of me and I saw them beaming with joy. I could tell how my friends congratulated me and wished me nothing but the best. And I could tell that Chester was really proud and happy for me too. I am blessed and happy to have Chester because most guys have their man pride and whatsoever that a girl should be a girl. A girl should be staying in the kitchen, doing the housework, taking care of children and giving birth. YOU THINK WE ARE PIGS?!?! There are actually many guys who still have these thoughts even though we are in the 21st century. And even guys my age agreed on this fact that girls should be girls. This is disturbing and shocking at the same time given the era we are in.</div>
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Frankly speaking, although I am really happy, I have my doubts and concern. I don't actually know if I'll ever make the cut because this is a whole new industry for me to be in, without any prior experience. I am good in math but I am very careless with numbers. I heard of people in the department who does OT like free. I heard that it's very stressful but this is a good job and a good stepping stone because I'll learn a lot. Everytime I see my interviewers, they only have 3 words for me: Steep Learning Curve. It all sounds so scary but I am ever willing to give my best and sell my time there to learn, an hopefully, to climb. I know I am just another digit in the bank but I hope that one day, the management reports I'll be writing, will be recognised. </div>
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Sacrifices aplenty. Given the OT I will be doing, I understand that I will have lesser social time, lesser time with my family and Chester, and lesser, or no me-time at all. And sometimes, I tell myself, as we age, friends and even good friends will tend to drift apart in some way or another because of our busy schedules. That is what my mentor told me too and I couldn't agree more. </div>
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Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-29468753880459305682014-04-10T00:04:00.001+08:002014-04-10T00:04:48.673+08:00Life after GraduationI always shudder at the thought of life after graduating from University. It's good to be earning my own money and having my own spending power and getting what I want. But I hated the thought of missing out on afternoon naps, not being at home with Perry, and not feeling so carefree anymore. What's worse is that I can't imagine myself working for the next 30-40 years of my life. <div><br></div><div>The day came anyway. The day I finally took my last paper and celebrated my 2nd anniversary. Was in search of a job urgently because I wanted to save up for my own graduation trip. Speaking of which, we booked our tickets to Europe on the first week of March! Wanted to book it on out anniversary, in February, but we weren't sure of Chester's academic year in school yet, not until 3 weeks later. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGSAop_-bxXuTeFUCA8fOl1LDQdNqS98JHJNFFw6RqwH62pgrZGmx38v6eMSDYUeu976bDvMqrUjAFXot-a7a3SjnU3fFGsozCJ8CCiKsd6JwWRp-1YOcENMnIPlVKQEA52w3bTuOxCka/s640/blogger-image-2125369117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCGSAop_-bxXuTeFUCA8fOl1LDQdNqS98JHJNFFw6RqwH62pgrZGmx38v6eMSDYUeu976bDvMqrUjAFXot-a7a3SjnU3fFGsozCJ8CCiKsd6JwWRp-1YOcENMnIPlVKQEA52w3bTuOxCka/s640/blogger-image-2125369117.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>And so I started my working life. Before that, it was interviews after interviews. If was so tiring, but I am so thankful for Chester for accompanying me for my interviews, carrying my heels, portfolios, certs, MacBook and paraphernalia.</div><div><br></div><div>I began working 2 weeks after my last paper. Found a job at standchart. No doubt stressful, I'm learning a lot. Coming from an advertising background, it was a huge jump for me to end up doing financial reporting every other day. I told myself I wanted to try something different. I have always love advertising but I'm not sure if it's going to pay me well. I just had to find a job that pays me better for now so I can have more money for my grad trip, and I really wanted to be exposed to finance. It isn't easy for me, probably because it's the beginning and I still have lots to learn, but I'm trying. Everytime I'm tired, I make myself coffee in the pantry, thinking of both Chester and myself admiring the architectural magnificence in Rome (and eating lots of gelatos), shopping and touring Florence, hiking with breath-taking views in Cinque Terre, visiting Lucerne, Paris and London. And then I have this sudden boost of motivation and get very awake. </div><div><br></div><div>I also hope I make my parents proud that I got a job, especially my mum, that I'm working somewhere she probably wants me to be. I'm not doing this for her, but I, myself really want to try out this industry too. And also, I'm thankful that my parents finally allow me to travel to Europe because 2 years ago, before I could complete my question if I could go to Europe for my grad trip, they said no. Now that I'm working very hard for my trip, I hope they know that I'm working very hard for what I want. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I barely have time for myself since I started work. Only free time is probably bedtime (which is now), but I'm not complaining. I'm still getting used to this whole working life.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqy4vYE7EzH5h3XVv8e5DDY3gldTeINjaOYI2fJZwPEzLE0_pGqjIYc_42wiaoyyq5NiEtooYzgIN64DMRwhwa7sseTO0BL-HjBBS-uv5gAPAVwde_-rULC5x-5wBJDB0tPlWNP59aZDtB/s640/blogger-image--936909399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqy4vYE7EzH5h3XVv8e5DDY3gldTeINjaOYI2fJZwPEzLE0_pGqjIYc_42wiaoyyq5NiEtooYzgIN64DMRwhwa7sseTO0BL-HjBBS-uv5gAPAVwde_-rULC5x-5wBJDB0tPlWNP59aZDtB/s640/blogger-image--936909399.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>And here's some pictures from the photoshoot & wedding dinner that took place just last weekend. 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Upset that I could not really spend the day with Chester. Upset that I was hurting from menstrual cramps but yet I had to take the paper. After my paper, I sensed something fishy from the boyfriend because he told me to take my time to come over. I knew he was up to something but when I got over, I saw nothing. Still feeling suspicious, I went to take a bath. And then after I took my bath....
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So proud of the scarf that I have knitted. After 1.5 months, 2 balls of yarn, approximately 300 metres worth of wool, 20,000 knits and lots of incessant whining, I finally managed to knit at 1.7 metres scarf. And I hope to knit more in the future.</div>
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And lastly, I have finally graduated from university. It's been quite a journey. Arrivederci!</div>
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Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-91198281349814175862013-12-30T22:47:00.001+08:002013-12-30T22:47:18.903+08:00NYE's EveAn hour and a half to NYE and I really wonder how did the past year flash by in the blink of an eye?! This year was pretty much mundane. But I'm not complaining. I asked for it. It was such as peaceful year for me. Didn't lose anyone I love, spent quality time with the people that matter, guarded myself against people whom I weren't close to, no friends back-stabbing me. Basically I was such a homebody. Apart from school, I spent most of my time at home doing my assignments or accompanying the furkid. Became more laid back. Group projects weren't as intensive as those days in poly. Learning to appreciate nature, talking slow walks and enjoying myself.<br />
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Spent the first half of November waiting for my chestnut's arrival. Three weeks never felt this long before and I was completely lost when it came to the weekends. Nevertheless it was a great opportunity for me to catch up with friends whom I have not seen in a while and spent a day with my cousin too. And I was also lucky to be offered to work for several events on weekends, which kept me busy over the weekends. And birthday lunches to attend on weekends as well. </div>
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The three weeks of separation (I know I made it sound dramatic) made me realise something too. Glad that Chester was making every effort climbing hills and standing in the cold for more than an hour on a particular spot on the hill every afternoon and night just to whatsapp me. Phone calls weren't an option because i) it is expensive ii) it is a desert and reception was poor (thus he resorted going up the particular spot of the hill everyday) and iii) viber/skype didn't work as well. </div>
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Had a short getaway to Batam for our monthsary. It was the first time we were celebrating our monthsary in 21 months haha. Needless to say, I was happy. Happy that I had a cheap and nice body massage and hair spa too. Bumped into our friends and when we checked out the next day, we had the BEST fish and chips, and went into an apartment at Montigo Resort for a swim with friends. Lucky us!</div>
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<br />Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-59350106720296242872013-10-25T22:46:00.001+08:002013-10-25T22:46:03.096+08:003 long weeksSo I sent Chester off to the land of Kangaroos and Koalas this morning for an overseas training trip and it will be three weeks long. I know I can't be compared to my friends who are having a LDR but this is going to be tough on me, <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">on US, because both of us are way too sticky and we literally spend 24/7 together when he books out even Friday evening - Sunday evening. Never thought I would be this dependent and sticky and I feel so whiney about this overseas training. </span><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Which brings me to the topic of why this entire space is all on Chester and nothing else. Reason being, my life revolves around studies, studies and studies I barely have time when my friends and I'm feeling bad about this. And on weekends is when I spend time with C. I can't help but to feel lousy that I'm such a bad friend and it's time that I start making time for everyone else which I would try my best to. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Counting down the days, can't wait for 13th November to arrive! </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">This morning before we left for the airport</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdnO9xfO0BAw-LxvUA1afVBOEwIBuq7BNyMIehWjG18i0P2xtGK3u9PK0f3WzpiIrFSElb_RjIqyAcl4V2mRb2l3VlFgLqlhO1RQznzw6_cc4J40sajhyQj1jNuHcD_nuUBhjxhvd_sKuU/s640/blogger-image--1179616259.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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For that, I have nothing to offer but a cranky mind with nonsensical thoughts. </div><div><i>I'm so tired of revision, so tired of writing my dissertation, my thesis. I hope all of it ends soon, but on the other hand, I don't want '<b>soon</b>' to come too.</i> Yup, nonsensical thoughts like these...</div><div><br></div><div>Just let me sleep already, before I get any crankier. 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Andddd, here comes the last quarter of the year. September has been a good month even though it was a hectic one. Glad that the birthday celebrations went well. </div>
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Moving on, I hope October will show me some mercy. Glad to say that I have survived semester 3.1, which means that I would be graduating in a couple of months' time. I pray that I'll get through another hectic month of revisions, assignments and examinations. And I do hope time pass a little slower because I cannot bear to send @chestnutlee to the airport, to Wallaby, for three weeks.</div>
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This week has been a pretty mundane week so far. Just me, facing my notes, reciting to the walls around me with whatever I could remember, walking up and down the corridor at home if I couldn't remember what I just memorised, and then getting frustrated with myself. And I haven't stepped out of home, and by home I mean Pinevale, because I have to walk my dog every evening. The only incentive about staying home is that I have zero expenditure on weekdays, which I am pretty proud of. ^^</div>
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Someday.... I do hope all these talking and planning about roaming the lovely streets of Florence, sitting at a cafe in Rome just eating gelato and people-watching, watching the Eiffel tower lighting up brightly at night, exploring the city of Genoa - villages with more than a thousand years of history, breathing the nice cold air in Switzerland, would materialize at the timing we planned for. </div>
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This is me, sending my brother on the day of his enlistment and pictures of us when we were much younger. Very sadly, he spent his 20th birthday inside, during his confinement - 1 day just after chest's birthday.</div>
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This was on a Friday, the start of Chester's birthday weekend. He lied to me and surprised me the night before when I was busily stuffing mooncakes into my mouth and I suddenly heard the doorbell on a weekday night, thinking who the hell was that. To my very pleasant surprise, I saw Chest and my jaw dropped..... And this was the breakfast for two that I prepared the next morning, in return for that pleasant surprise :')</div>
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Headed to our favouritest cafe of all time - Rider's Cafe.</div>
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The next weekend, my family and I sent Perry for grooming. This was when he was on the way for grooming, and he was so thrilled as usual because he gets to have a car ride. He usually takes up the front passenger seat because he loves that seat, and made all of us squeeze at the back. Spoilt dog.</div>
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After a $55 grooming, he looked neater, more girly, and smelt so sweet.</div>
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The next morning, my parents got my dog a mini armchair because he loves to take afternoon naps on the bigger armchair. So now he has an armchair to call his own. And I don't even have mine. That's fine. This armchair is his 3rd birthday gift in advance.</div>
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Taking ownership of the chair as soon as he sees it.</div>
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How is waking up to this every morning? To have a fluff ball looking and waiting for you to wake up so he could have a hug? Aww.</div>
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Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-44846444898202297892013-09-17T21:57:00.000+08:002013-09-17T21:57:09.965+08:00Half of September gone and I sense that the next half is going to be crazy. Personal life v.s. studies. So many things I wish I was doing right now, but so many things yet to be done. A month full of birthdays of people whom I hold dear, revisions, assignments and more assignments, revisions again, family time...<br />
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Sigh I need more than 24 hours a day. Or better time management skills. Or maybe, both.Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-76112631932422890172013-09-17T21:50:00.000+08:002013-09-17T21:50:11.565+08:00Chanced upon this - How apt!"There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. Surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. Love the people who treat you right. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of life, getting back up is living."Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-75664843704435753142013-09-11T23:26:00.001+08:002013-09-11T23:26:42.344+08:00Press on press on press on press on Grace"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain't all sunshine and rainbows. It's a very mean and nasty place and I don't care how tough you are it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!"<br />
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-Sylvester Stallone,<br />
Rocky BalboaQuaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-39661739141166621372013-08-20T00:59:00.001+08:002013-08-20T06:54:25.693+08:00Someday...I used to think that girls these days are so materialistic. But as I grow up, I find myself being one of those girls too. Which girl does not like carrying a Chanel (or your favourite brands) walking around the streets of Orchard or even on a lazy day? Maybe the changing society is the culprit and the cause of materialistic girls. I can't believe I grew to be one too.<br />
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Just then when I was reading an article about finances, I told myself that I would like to be my parents someday. Most people including me, finds joy after a purchase of a branded item. That's happiness. But it dawned upon me that my parents' happiness is just building a happy home and watching their kids grow up. And watching their investments grow. That's their kind of happiness. Never have they splurge on anything because they do not believe in brands. I really look up to them because they think far, unlike us who go for short term gains like material wants and unnecessary luxury which could be easily replaceable. <br />
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Everyone's been asking me what is my parents' gift to me for my 21st. I don't have a gold necklace or a gold key, or anything else. Just a newly open investment account under my name and a lump sum of money. I thank my parents for teaching me the value of money and the importance of investment. <br />
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I really, do admire my parents. Someday, I hope I can be like them - happy, humble and wise. And my kind of happiness in future would be just like them.<br />
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Two and a half years later, I still stand in wonder of nature, wondering how did nature bring this angelic little fluff ball into this world, bringing tremendous joy in our family. My family is now even more closely knitted as ever since you came into this humble home. I have never once looked back since I set my eyes on you. And everyone loves you more and more each day. I'm more than honored that you are a huge part in my life watching me as I grow up too, even attending my 21st birthday party haha.<br />
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This post is outrageously random but I have not talked about Perry all in a post since god knows when. Loveeee you so much Perryboy!<br />
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Time is passing way too fast. I can't even remember how I spent my last seven months, except for my birthday, which was, not too long ago. Looking back, I haven't done anything major this year for me to remember. But I'm happy with life as it is now, except for whining about school and assignment once in a while. <br />
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Short day trip to JB just 2 days ago. Simple and happy day!<br />
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Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-84243094530696824312013-07-23T00:29:00.001+08:002013-07-23T00:31:18.596+08:00“He’s not perfect. You aren’t either, and the two of you will never be perfect. But if he can make you laugh at least once, causes you to think twice, and if he admits to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most you can. He isn’t going to quote poetry, he’s not thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you could break. Don’t hurt him, don’t change him, and don’t expect for more than he can give. Don’t analyze. Smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad, and miss him when he’s not there. Love hard when there is love to be had. Because perfect guys don’t exist, but there’s always one guy that is perfect for you.” <br />
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– Bob MarleyQuaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-16858723010229018272013-07-09T00:52:00.006+08:002013-07-09T00:52:56.896+08:00Twenty-oneYes, finally twenty-one.<br />
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This humble little celebration with my family and close friends made me realised how blessed I am. From the sacrifices my family and Chester painstakingly made, to the hosting of guests and such. I am really thankful for a loving family who is more than willing to take the trouble to help me around, even right to the most intricate details.<br />
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And to my friends too. So glad we have come thus far. Watching each other growing up is definitely a joy. As we move into different phases of our lives, I really hope this bunch of friends would stay by me.<br />
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Enough said! Pictures speak a thousand words.<br />
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I really enjoyed myself and it was heartwarming to see everyone I love, gathering together to celebrate this special day with me :)<br />
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My jaw dropped when I saw the huge bouquet of flowers. I was speechless for a while and was in shock, really. 21 roses for me :)<br />
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<br />Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-78144862123864413372013-07-06T02:29:00.001+08:002013-07-06T02:31:03.989+08:00NostalgiaI'm only a day shy of turning twenty-one. I can't help but to feel nostalgic and to reminisce about my past. Yes, even at half past two in the morning.<br />
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I used to say "I can't wait to grow up" every other day when I was younger and naïve. Wanted to grow up, find a job, earn my own money so I'll have the spending power to buy the things I love. <br />
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Now it's a different story. It doesn't sounds as easy as it is. Now it's more like "I don't want to grow up."/ "I want to be a child all over again."<br />
Eight months is neither long nor short. That being said, it's time sit back and think what I really love to do and plan for my future already. While most people around me already know what they want to do, I'm still as clueless as a person in a maze. It's scarily true how what we love to do won't pay well and what pays well is something we wouldn't love. It's passion or $, but more $ = better future. <br />
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The pains of growing up in life. I really want to be a child all over again.Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-9945215248338898482013-07-04T01:22:00.002+08:002013-07-04T01:22:59.879+08:00Weekends<div style="text-align: center;">
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<br />Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-84782335652401654212013-07-04T00:19:00.000+08:002013-07-04T00:19:30.855+08:00UncertaintiesAs each day comes to an end, I feel a little more anxious. Maybe because I'm just days away, three, to be exact, from adulthood. Not that I would be left alone independently to fend for myself but rather I'm fearful of what the future holds. I'm glad I still have the people I love, and who loves me, to go through every step with me. So thankful for my family, close friends and Chester, especially my parents.<br />
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In just eight months' time, I will be busy flipping the papers, surfing recruitment sites and whatnot, anxiously waiting for calls to be interviewed, shortlisted, so on and so forth. I can't imagine myself working for the next four and and half decades, or slightly less than half a century. I will be a few months shy of turning twenty-two when I start working. I can't imagine myself being tied down by so many commitments and loans, and being stuck in a rat-race for god knows when. I am so protected, physically mentally and financially, from this world of adulthood. The thought of being one scares me.<br />
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Long term worries aside. It's also quite a killjoy to have school reopening the next day after I turn twenty-one. Long traveling time, packed buses and trains, peak hours, assignments and projects, long draggy lectures, sleepless nights, burning plenty of weekends studying for exams - I hope I can bear with all these for my last eight months in school. Sounds like a short period but nobody actually knows how it feels unless you're in this cycle every single day.<br />
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Meanwhile, I hope I'll get to enjoy myself for the next few days and I can't wait to see the ones I hold dear gathering together to celebrate my big day. Till then!<br />
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<br />Quaker Oatshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15585872440432301009noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1103355056909654167.post-64189670223894739382013-06-09T23:50:00.000+08:002013-06-10T10:28:27.552+08:00SentimentalismTwo years ago, on this day, was when we crossed paths. I only knew you as "my classmate in year 2" but didn't get to know you in person despite knowing you for close to 4 years already. Only knew you as the guy that I had to be cautious with. Never knew we became an item two years later. Cheers to two years non-stop of chatting, yakking, whining, etc. (the list goes on). And cheers to two years of dating. My phone would be so quiet without you and I'll be lost if I do not receive your text for a day.<div><br />
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</div><div>If we didn't cross our paths on that fateful day we wouldn't have been talking. Wouldn't have been together. Wouldn't know we exist after a while.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Isn't it funny how fate brought us to an exact location, at the same time, and spotted each other in the sea of crowd.....? Isn't it funny how I once had something against this guy in class and now he plays a huge part in my life...?</div><div><br />
</div><div>I still stand in wonder that we, all of us, are living in the hands of fate. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Always expect the unexpected.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Random post, but I am a sentimentalist like that.</div><div><br />
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And then before we know it, we were off to Bangkok. Not instantly of course, but this trip planned instantly when we had the conversation above.<br />
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Happy that I had a nice getaway, but sad because it wasn't enough. My time there was too short, everything had to be rushed, from point A to B.<br />
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Nonetheless, this mini trip made plentiful of beautiful memories to be added to this journey of ours.<br />
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The legendary magnum cafe. Magnum madness. Freshly made magnums, with brownies, drizzled with white chocolate, marshmallows with pistachios. Too good.<br />
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Failed couple shot with matchy singlets from Phuket trip last year.</div>
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Had a really good start to April because Chestnut came back from India after three long, painful weeks.</div>
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弟弟 and I.</div>
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Ruins of St Paul in Macau. Second time there and never got tired of its architectural magnificence.</div>
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Causeway Bay @ Hong Kong</div>
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April was also pleasant with @SeriouslyGD (a.k.a Grace) attempting to surprise us from Perth during her Easter break. Keyword: attempted. Hahaha kind of expected her arrival, somehow. But her presence over dinner was something I missed.</div>
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