Friday, September 30, 2005
Saturday, September 24, 2005
the dull and sad feeling
sadness is impending my life.. in my dreams i cry.
i cant talk about, i cant write about it.. i am just terribly sad.
my dad is leaving me. slowly but surely. in a few years i guess.
however number of years will still not be enough for me.
i have never told him i love him. i cant say that three sacred words.
i dont know what is blocking me. blocking my heart.
every day i busy myself with work.
i try in my own small way to tell him that i love him.
i go home for dinner frequently. i ask him how he is. if he has eaten,
if he has taken his medicine, if he has gone for a walk.
i tell him that i am with him. i show him that we are with him.
yes yes yes.. no no no. i should really find out what he likes and what he wants to do
but i am unable to penetrate his heart, i am unable to connect heart to heart, soul to soul.
what should i do? i am incapable of reaching to my own father.
i remember loving him oh so much.
i am fortunate to have him.
i love him.
i cant talk about, i cant write about it.. i am just terribly sad.
my dad is leaving me. slowly but surely. in a few years i guess.
however number of years will still not be enough for me.
i have never told him i love him. i cant say that three sacred words.
i dont know what is blocking me. blocking my heart.
every day i busy myself with work.
i try in my own small way to tell him that i love him.
i go home for dinner frequently. i ask him how he is. if he has eaten,
if he has taken his medicine, if he has gone for a walk.
i tell him that i am with him. i show him that we are with him.
yes yes yes.. no no no. i should really find out what he likes and what he wants to do
but i am unable to penetrate his heart, i am unable to connect heart to heart, soul to soul.
what should i do? i am incapable of reaching to my own father.
i remember loving him oh so much.
i am fortunate to have him.
i love him.
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
cleopatra
my hair is so dark i look like cleopatra now.
the photolab technician who developed my photographs erased the mole on my face. she thought it was "dirt". hahaha. the thing with the mole is that it makes me very self-conscious.
not now when im alive but i think if im lying in the coffin, i dont want people to look at my mole.
but you say if im dead it shouldnt matter. the weirdest thing is that this mole popped out just few years ago. many people say it's a good thing as it means i've got more than enought to eat, wont go hungry. like some left over on my lips where i can lick it off when im hungry is it? many ppe make fun of other ppe's mole. movie- austin power also made fun about "the mole".
you know i've been using Organics shampoo for ten years. ten years!!! my gosh. i tried using some other brands, pantene, dove, VS.. but they just dont fit the bill. i get an itchy scalp when i try switching brands... the trouble is that Organics has phased out the old formula... i dont blame them. maybe it is not justifiable to continue production if the sales is oh too little. is there one same brand, same formula that is around for one decade? maybe there is but definitely not one that im using. i went to the store and bought all the stock that is left. 22 bottles. i dont have to worry till 2007.
the photolab technician who developed my photographs erased the mole on my face. she thought it was "dirt". hahaha. the thing with the mole is that it makes me very self-conscious.
not now when im alive but i think if im lying in the coffin, i dont want people to look at my mole.
but you say if im dead it shouldnt matter. the weirdest thing is that this mole popped out just few years ago. many people say it's a good thing as it means i've got more than enought to eat, wont go hungry. like some left over on my lips where i can lick it off when im hungry is it? many ppe make fun of other ppe's mole. movie- austin power also made fun about "the mole".
you know i've been using Organics shampoo for ten years. ten years!!! my gosh. i tried using some other brands, pantene, dove, VS.. but they just dont fit the bill. i get an itchy scalp when i try switching brands... the trouble is that Organics has phased out the old formula... i dont blame them. maybe it is not justifiable to continue production if the sales is oh too little. is there one same brand, same formula that is around for one decade? maybe there is but definitely not one that im using. i went to the store and bought all the stock that is left. 22 bottles. i dont have to worry till 2007.
Monday, September 19, 2005
i know i have a problem
i have like 65 handbags:
pouches, sling bags, dinner dainty bags, working bags,
whatever -- just bags
all in good condition,,,
i wonder why i keep using the same old bag and under-utilize the rest.
firstly, i am a practical person. hence function and form is important to me.
next, i am a lazy person. i use the same black back to blend with ten of the same black top i wear to work day in and day out. can you imagine having ten of the same black blouse? so easy, no need to think in the morning. just pull one out from anywhere-- cupboard, rack, hanger. they are everywhere. all my bags have its story. they are either gifts or that i bought them for an ocassion, or i simple like them. or chinese new year.. use new bag.
so anyway, i've made a point to use most of them from now on. espacially during the weekend.
i used to have many pairs of shoes. like,,, 30 pairs i think.
now i have maybe 15.
my husband asked sternly last night when i bought 3 new pairs. he said "how many pairs of shoes do you have?"
"6" i lied.
"ok, you can have up to 20"
=)
pouches, sling bags, dinner dainty bags, working bags,
whatever -- just bags
all in good condition,,,
i wonder why i keep using the same old bag and under-utilize the rest.
firstly, i am a practical person. hence function and form is important to me.
next, i am a lazy person. i use the same black back to blend with ten of the same black top i wear to work day in and day out. can you imagine having ten of the same black blouse? so easy, no need to think in the morning. just pull one out from anywhere-- cupboard, rack, hanger. they are everywhere. all my bags have its story. they are either gifts or that i bought them for an ocassion, or i simple like them. or chinese new year.. use new bag.
so anyway, i've made a point to use most of them from now on. espacially during the weekend.
i used to have many pairs of shoes. like,,, 30 pairs i think.
now i have maybe 15.
my husband asked sternly last night when i bought 3 new pairs. he said "how many pairs of shoes do you have?"
"6" i lied.
"ok, you can have up to 20"
=)
Friday, September 02, 2005
umbrella
you know there are just some people who don't have any sense of morality. what do you do when you are leaving an office and it is pouring cats and dogs out there and there is an umbrella sitting in the umbrella stand, obviously someone else's umbrella, a guest's, a staff's, just someone's and not yours. what do you do? use it? take it? finder's keeper? you think: "i need to get out and it's raining. i need a braully, no one's looking, receptionist too busy to notice." ok, you took the umbrella. good for you.
NEXT scene : you are leaving an office and it is drizzling out there and there is an umbrella sitting in the umbrella stand, obviously someone else's umbrella, a guest's, a staff's, just someone's and not yours. what do you do? use it? take it? finder's keeper? you think: "i need to get out and it's raining. i need a braully, no one's looking, receptionist too busy to notice." ok, you took the umbrella. good for you.
good for you my ass. if it is raining heavy, you DONT take it because the braully's owner is gonna need it and rightfully use it. if it's drizzling, you can get wet, it's no big deal.
so that's what happend to me. someone took my braully.
when i gave up waiting, about to dash off, the person returned with my braully. so it's not that she has taken. just borrowed.
whatever.
you dont borrow without asking.
NEXT scene : you are leaving an office and it is drizzling out there and there is an umbrella sitting in the umbrella stand, obviously someone else's umbrella, a guest's, a staff's, just someone's and not yours. what do you do? use it? take it? finder's keeper? you think: "i need to get out and it's raining. i need a braully, no one's looking, receptionist too busy to notice." ok, you took the umbrella. good for you.
good for you my ass. if it is raining heavy, you DONT take it because the braully's owner is gonna need it and rightfully use it. if it's drizzling, you can get wet, it's no big deal.
so that's what happend to me. someone took my braully.
when i gave up waiting, about to dash off, the person returned with my braully. so it's not that she has taken. just borrowed.
whatever.
you dont borrow without asking.
Monday, August 29, 2005
the dreaded situation
i was busy with new work and was swamped with work, contracts and operational commitments at work. i thought that was not good but it got ok now that im 2 moons into the job and got a little hang of it. was stressed as the contracts' value are hundreds of thousands and one series is 1 million bucks. that is norm for shipyards and offshore but still, nobody to supervise me? just do it! luckily i've got two other colleagues who are smart in their own ways so three of us compliment each other and saved the day. a little error here and there but non serious enough to get us fired. haha.
the last 2 weeks was hell for me because my dad is dignoised with "C". i cant bring myself to even write the word or say the word because i still dont want to acknowledge. doctor told us that we are looking at prolonging his life and not curing. so please dont even have hope of a cure. because the tumor has grown so massive at his liver, there is no way to operate. will need chemo but doc is NOT CONFIDENT! not confident. we went for 2nd opinion, also said same thing. i cried when im not with my dad because i cant let him see my fear. i thought my dad is strong but now i think he might be too ignorant to know the condition. it is tough because the info of a limited lifespan just sank into him last night, though my sis & i digested it 2 weeks ago. we wanted to shield him from the info as we were afraid he might take it badly and become paranoid but i guess we couldnt keep him from the news as he went to a chinese physian yesterday and the physian told him he has 6 months left. though we think dad has 2-5 yrs if the chemo doesnt work. and 10 or more yrs if the chemo works. but whatever it is, the dreaded situation is that dad's liver will fail. it is so terrible to think about how it'll be if chemo doesnt work. i can say that im strong but when the time comes, i really dont know.
i know that our lives are designed by God and that all is in God's plan. but that doesnt mean that i dont hurt.
but i cant be grieving forever as the world doesnt stop for me or for anyone.
since learning about the disease, there are many well intentioned people telling me of miracle stories on how their loved ones lived/ lives much longer than what the doc determined. my next question was whether their doc was confident of the treatment. and the answer was yes. *sigh.
my parents are very slow to respond to the news because they are hopeful and gullible. they have so much belief and faith in miracles and they are optimistic. i think it is cruel to be optimistic about physically living when the physical body is breaking down. i hope they can come to terms that the spiritual body is going to leave it's physical home and return to God. it brings me a lot of pain to even write about this but i know that this pain is not new in this world. everyone who is fortunate to have a dad, a mom and loved ones has this pain. i wonder if i condition my mind saying that this seperation is temporary and that we will meet in heaven where it is even more blissful, i wonder if i am just kidding myself.
the last 2 weeks was hell for me because my dad is dignoised with "C". i cant bring myself to even write the word or say the word because i still dont want to acknowledge. doctor told us that we are looking at prolonging his life and not curing. so please dont even have hope of a cure. because the tumor has grown so massive at his liver, there is no way to operate. will need chemo but doc is NOT CONFIDENT! not confident. we went for 2nd opinion, also said same thing. i cried when im not with my dad because i cant let him see my fear. i thought my dad is strong but now i think he might be too ignorant to know the condition. it is tough because the info of a limited lifespan just sank into him last night, though my sis & i digested it 2 weeks ago. we wanted to shield him from the info as we were afraid he might take it badly and become paranoid but i guess we couldnt keep him from the news as he went to a chinese physian yesterday and the physian told him he has 6 months left. though we think dad has 2-5 yrs if the chemo doesnt work. and 10 or more yrs if the chemo works. but whatever it is, the dreaded situation is that dad's liver will fail. it is so terrible to think about how it'll be if chemo doesnt work. i can say that im strong but when the time comes, i really dont know.
i know that our lives are designed by God and that all is in God's plan. but that doesnt mean that i dont hurt.
but i cant be grieving forever as the world doesnt stop for me or for anyone.
since learning about the disease, there are many well intentioned people telling me of miracle stories on how their loved ones lived/ lives much longer than what the doc determined. my next question was whether their doc was confident of the treatment. and the answer was yes. *sigh.
my parents are very slow to respond to the news because they are hopeful and gullible. they have so much belief and faith in miracles and they are optimistic. i think it is cruel to be optimistic about physically living when the physical body is breaking down. i hope they can come to terms that the spiritual body is going to leave it's physical home and return to God. it brings me a lot of pain to even write about this but i know that this pain is not new in this world. everyone who is fortunate to have a dad, a mom and loved ones has this pain. i wonder if i condition my mind saying that this seperation is temporary and that we will meet in heaven where it is even more blissful, i wonder if i am just kidding myself.
Monday, July 18, 2005
it's becoming true!
if you read harry potter, you'ld know that their chronicles and books have got moving pictures. eg: the photo featured in an article will have the people in the picture waving at you, while you read about the news or the text in books.
do you know that this may come true?!?
though it hasn't been said so but i am sure it will eventually be like that. given another few years.
i read from the papers that Fujitsu has invented a paper that has a "scan image memory" function. that is, we can upload pictures on a piece of paper, change & update the picture as and when we like. they are commercializing it in 2007 as they are currently testing on the prototype. i am very excited becos im sure that the still/static picture would eventually become a moving one. the day will come when our school text books will have demonstration (picture) with text and our daily newspaper will have moving pictures as well! isn't that wonderful to even think about it?
k talk later. got to run.
do you know that this may come true?!?
though it hasn't been said so but i am sure it will eventually be like that. given another few years.
i read from the papers that Fujitsu has invented a paper that has a "scan image memory" function. that is, we can upload pictures on a piece of paper, change & update the picture as and when we like. they are commercializing it in 2007 as they are currently testing on the prototype. i am very excited becos im sure that the still/static picture would eventually become a moving one. the day will come when our school text books will have demonstration (picture) with text and our daily newspaper will have moving pictures as well! isn't that wonderful to even think about it?
k talk later. got to run.
Friday, July 01, 2005
i surrendered
hello everyone, i missed you.
i had so many things to update you, every day i think about telling you all my nonsense but i didnt get around to do it. so sorry, because by the time i wanna blog about it, sometimes i loose the steam.
anyway-- ladies and gentlemen, im now working in an industry i've never thought i'ld be.
marine industry. dealing with "oil & gas" - ship deck fittings, chains, anchors, pumps, mud pumps, hoses, chain block, hoist, sling.... anything you name in on a ship i'll have it. i have to learn to be comfortable posting orders that are 100,000 US dollars sometimes. 2 weeks into this job, i surprise myself that it is rather interesting. more interesting that i thought it will be. the thing is that it is a little scary for me because there is no one person who is responsible for guiding me. not my manager, not anyone. but they all say "got problem ask me" but they didnt realise that they are the ones giving me the assignment in a chunk. just one file, stack of papers and you just dig in and dig out. this is good and bad. good because i am forced to learn from bolts and nuts bad is that hey, how would i know what to ask when i dont know that i dont know. well... just go along lor.... every day i pray that i am doing things correctly. hahahah. so i become a daily prayer.
talk about praying. i got this job in exactly 30 days since i started job search. it was havoc for me as i was desperately in need of cash to even have a decent meal. boy it was stressful and future was bleak. i had a few prospected employer exxonmobile, etc all said they will call me to inform about the hiring status but they never did. NEVER. i was wondering how we became so unprofessional, how did our human resource profession become so sloppy. and i was getting disappointed every day. i took a beating when i did some temp work that i had forced upon myself,, i just needed the cash.
then i gave up. i said to God; "God, you know this is hard for me, i have credit bills to pay, insurance premiums to pay and so many friends didnt get their birthday gifts this year and i wanna buy them christmas gifts this year. God, it is hard for me but i am sure you have your plans. I give up, i''ll leave it to you as i dont know what i want really, and i trust that you know what's best for me. even if i dont get a job in time and all by financial portfolios get topsy turvey, i still trust that this is your plan for me."
the next thing i know was that i was offered this job.
beautiful isn't it?
ya da ya da ya da. i wont complain a single word because i have made a pact that i'll be responsible for my decision when i accept this job. i trust that God knows why he is had given me a 5.5 day work week though i ....... have to make huge effort to adapt.... i have had a 5 day work week for the past 9 years. 9 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!! friday nites are party nites, saturdays are to be slept in till 2pm... sunday is leisure. hey i am learning to accept this here. oh, maybe the company will have an alternate sat week.
hey i got to go i'll write again asap i have so many things to tell you.
i had so many things to update you, every day i think about telling you all my nonsense but i didnt get around to do it. so sorry, because by the time i wanna blog about it, sometimes i loose the steam.
anyway-- ladies and gentlemen, im now working in an industry i've never thought i'ld be.
marine industry. dealing with "oil & gas" - ship deck fittings, chains, anchors, pumps, mud pumps, hoses, chain block, hoist, sling.... anything you name in on a ship i'll have it. i have to learn to be comfortable posting orders that are 100,000 US dollars sometimes. 2 weeks into this job, i surprise myself that it is rather interesting. more interesting that i thought it will be. the thing is that it is a little scary for me because there is no one person who is responsible for guiding me. not my manager, not anyone. but they all say "got problem ask me" but they didnt realise that they are the ones giving me the assignment in a chunk. just one file, stack of papers and you just dig in and dig out. this is good and bad. good because i am forced to learn from bolts and nuts bad is that hey, how would i know what to ask when i dont know that i dont know. well... just go along lor.... every day i pray that i am doing things correctly. hahahah. so i become a daily prayer.
talk about praying. i got this job in exactly 30 days since i started job search. it was havoc for me as i was desperately in need of cash to even have a decent meal. boy it was stressful and future was bleak. i had a few prospected employer exxonmobile, etc all said they will call me to inform about the hiring status but they never did. NEVER. i was wondering how we became so unprofessional, how did our human resource profession become so sloppy. and i was getting disappointed every day. i took a beating when i did some temp work that i had forced upon myself,, i just needed the cash.
then i gave up. i said to God; "God, you know this is hard for me, i have credit bills to pay, insurance premiums to pay and so many friends didnt get their birthday gifts this year and i wanna buy them christmas gifts this year. God, it is hard for me but i am sure you have your plans. I give up, i''ll leave it to you as i dont know what i want really, and i trust that you know what's best for me. even if i dont get a job in time and all by financial portfolios get topsy turvey, i still trust that this is your plan for me."
the next thing i know was that i was offered this job.
beautiful isn't it?
ya da ya da ya da. i wont complain a single word because i have made a pact that i'll be responsible for my decision when i accept this job. i trust that God knows why he is had given me a 5.5 day work week though i ....... have to make huge effort to adapt.... i have had a 5 day work week for the past 9 years. 9 years!!!!!!!!!!!!!! friday nites are party nites, saturdays are to be slept in till 2pm... sunday is leisure. hey i am learning to accept this here. oh, maybe the company will have an alternate sat week.
hey i got to go i'll write again asap i have so many things to tell you.
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Days of Our Life
it seems to me that life for me has made a merry-gone-round.
ten years ago i had graduated with A Levels and was job searching.
now, with that many years of working, im searching for my ideal again.
i shouldnt be talking about so called those bad-days or bad-times but anyway i wanna talk about it cos it is really funny. many times people dont understand why i say this or that is funny. they ask me what's so funny or how is it funny. most of the time, my funny is in an ironic way funny or depressingly funny. whatever ways, it is funny alright. so ya, there was a time in 1994 where i was desperately seeking susan-,, the ideal job. during those days, you write-in, type written cover letter, resume with your bio-data and all. also during those days, there were a handful of recruitment agencies that would match you an employer. so anyway, i was saying,, it was one depressing time where i would comb the recruitment papers and call for interview appointments. i think i must have been either too choosy or too uncertain or too non-condfident, i just remember that i didnt have a job for many moons. each day was a drag and night became day and day was also day. you see, there was this fantastic soap opera entittled "Days of Our Life". it is the equivelent of "Ah Chen"-- the Taiwanese version of soap opera. whatever the case, these type of soap operas have this supernatural power to make you a mindless addict. i was oh,, so damned hooked on it. the show will be on from like 1am to 4am or something, then i'll go to bed all zoonked out and wake up at 2.30pm to watch the same episode that was shown in the morning all over again. by the time im done, it's evening, which means just a few hours to feel depressed or make a few phone calls and then be sleepless and watch the next episode till 4 in the morning again. the most fasinating thing about it is that i dont follow the show at all. i dont know who's who in the show, just that there is this dark haired pretty lady who was ill-fatedly out of love and there were many plotting against each other in the show. this went on for months and months until i almost died. died of lathargy that is. that kind of show is such that if you miss a hundred episodes, you still wont miss much of the plot really. so how could i be watching it over and over on the double, day and night and night and day. no wonder they say some programmes make you dumb. i totally agree.
so,, that was the days of my life then.
fast forward 3650 days.
these days im combing the recruit papers again, without anxiety and worry. calmness comes with age/experience. let's just say that im calmer this time. funny nothing much have changed in the recruits. there are still many con jobs out there. those that promise free lunches,, you know what i mean. albeit 65% percent of the jobs out there requires a degree holder of some sort. 5% states MBA. of course with relevant experience is an advantage, the AD says. market is soft, im no kidding you, market is soft but there are still good jobs out there. the only thing is that you've got to be patient and at the same time, be active. i've sent out 15 resumes and 3 asked to interview me. so, there is hope and there are good jobs, you just got to put yourself out there. i'll give you more updates after this week ok? meantime, i welcome prayers and i thank you all for silent and vocal encouragement.
ten years ago i had graduated with A Levels and was job searching.
now, with that many years of working, im searching for my ideal again.
i shouldnt be talking about so called those bad-days or bad-times but anyway i wanna talk about it cos it is really funny. many times people dont understand why i say this or that is funny. they ask me what's so funny or how is it funny. most of the time, my funny is in an ironic way funny or depressingly funny. whatever ways, it is funny alright. so ya, there was a time in 1994 where i was desperately seeking susan-,, the ideal job. during those days, you write-in, type written cover letter, resume with your bio-data and all. also during those days, there were a handful of recruitment agencies that would match you an employer. so anyway, i was saying,, it was one depressing time where i would comb the recruitment papers and call for interview appointments. i think i must have been either too choosy or too uncertain or too non-condfident, i just remember that i didnt have a job for many moons. each day was a drag and night became day and day was also day. you see, there was this fantastic soap opera entittled "Days of Our Life". it is the equivelent of "Ah Chen"-- the Taiwanese version of soap opera. whatever the case, these type of soap operas have this supernatural power to make you a mindless addict. i was oh,, so damned hooked on it. the show will be on from like 1am to 4am or something, then i'll go to bed all zoonked out and wake up at 2.30pm to watch the same episode that was shown in the morning all over again. by the time im done, it's evening, which means just a few hours to feel depressed or make a few phone calls and then be sleepless and watch the next episode till 4 in the morning again. the most fasinating thing about it is that i dont follow the show at all. i dont know who's who in the show, just that there is this dark haired pretty lady who was ill-fatedly out of love and there were many plotting against each other in the show. this went on for months and months until i almost died. died of lathargy that is. that kind of show is such that if you miss a hundred episodes, you still wont miss much of the plot really. so how could i be watching it over and over on the double, day and night and night and day. no wonder they say some programmes make you dumb. i totally agree.
so,, that was the days of my life then.
fast forward 3650 days.
these days im combing the recruit papers again, without anxiety and worry. calmness comes with age/experience. let's just say that im calmer this time. funny nothing much have changed in the recruits. there are still many con jobs out there. those that promise free lunches,, you know what i mean. albeit 65% percent of the jobs out there requires a degree holder of some sort. 5% states MBA. of course with relevant experience is an advantage, the AD says. market is soft, im no kidding you, market is soft but there are still good jobs out there. the only thing is that you've got to be patient and at the same time, be active. i've sent out 15 resumes and 3 asked to interview me. so, there is hope and there are good jobs, you just got to put yourself out there. i'll give you more updates after this week ok? meantime, i welcome prayers and i thank you all for silent and vocal encouragement.
Saturday, May 21, 2005
thanks everyone
as my friends got wind that i am seeking for a new job,
many offered recommendations, referral to their friends, their friend's friend.
im touched. yes, thank you everyone for looking out for me. what will i do without you people...
i have to get my acts together and kick my own ass to get going.
i was feeling pathetic about myself doing temp work... you know, it is HARD work. but what the heck, it is not labourous jobs,,, and i need to money, so why was i feeling pathetic? just have to get my acts in action, start thinking of what i wanna do. hey you know what, i wanna work in F&B... ya, long operational hours and all... but i want to learn the trade. i think i have a gift for that. i have actually forged ahead to send my resume to the local food outlet chain.
"have food, will travel".
i am wondering if i should contact an ex-colleague who is now the COO of the so-called 5 star branded restaurants in s'pore and ask him for a job since i am so keen to get my feet wet in the F&B industry. shy lei. so shy to ask. *sigh* i am very "thin" skin kind of person...eventhough i dont look like one. i just met that COO last week at a gathering but i didnt bother to emmm... do some small talk. if you really know me,,, i seldom do any small talk, long talk, whatever talk. i just like to talk to myself and my friends. i think i ought to change my attitude. i should just be more comfortable to do all sorts of talking to anyone from now on. ok, this is my new mission to help elevate me to another level with my social skills.
ok ok i got to go now. time to spend some time with my dear hubby whose BD came and gone without much hype from me...
talk to you soon!
many offered recommendations, referral to their friends, their friend's friend.
im touched. yes, thank you everyone for looking out for me. what will i do without you people...
i have to get my acts together and kick my own ass to get going.
i was feeling pathetic about myself doing temp work... you know, it is HARD work. but what the heck, it is not labourous jobs,,, and i need to money, so why was i feeling pathetic? just have to get my acts in action, start thinking of what i wanna do. hey you know what, i wanna work in F&B... ya, long operational hours and all... but i want to learn the trade. i think i have a gift for that. i have actually forged ahead to send my resume to the local food outlet chain.
"have food, will travel".
i am wondering if i should contact an ex-colleague who is now the COO of the so-called 5 star branded restaurants in s'pore and ask him for a job since i am so keen to get my feet wet in the F&B industry. shy lei. so shy to ask. *sigh* i am very "thin" skin kind of person...eventhough i dont look like one. i just met that COO last week at a gathering but i didnt bother to emmm... do some small talk. if you really know me,,, i seldom do any small talk, long talk, whatever talk. i just like to talk to myself and my friends. i think i ought to change my attitude. i should just be more comfortable to do all sorts of talking to anyone from now on. ok, this is my new mission to help elevate me to another level with my social skills.
ok ok i got to go now. time to spend some time with my dear hubby whose BD came and gone without much hype from me...
talk to you soon!
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