you know, no matter how many times I tell people that results don’t matter and I’m not going to be affected by it anymore,

it still tugs at me..

Previous application wasn’t so stressful, maybe because I know I still had chances, but now I’m due to graduate soon……

Submitted resumes for Changi and Suntec via OnTRAC, not sure if I should apply for Coca-cola or save that last slot for another opportunity..

Happy for meixin that DBS called her.. so i wanted to try too.

Looked at Loreal, UniLever, P&G, Citibank and DBS internship applications and I feel so inconfident when I reach the question asking for my results.

And i left the application halfway.

Why can’t they just ask for my resume and cover letter? Don’t ask me for my results can?

This semester’s results ain’t gonna be good looking at my BP mid terms.

Dear God pls grant me my Changi internship, I’d fly to the moon.

There are 3 main kinds of people in a project group.

1. Those who would initiate, reply emails, do their parts, attend meetings and stay till the very end.

2. Those who would appear in emails only when they think it is time to appear, attend meetings but leave when they think its enough for them.

3. Those who don’t reply emails or reply when the whole issue is over, don’t attend meetings and even if they came they would come late and leave early for some reason or another.

 

SUCK IT UP

i agree mum was being nonsensical… but i hate to see my brother growing up like my dad…

can’t help but tear when i read her second latest post. the visuals that form in my head when i read, just so aching to know. May God Bless them

I spent my second day of lunar new year at Malaysia again. Every year, I would get to meet up with my cousins, po po, uncles and aunties of my mum’s side. I have always looked forward to spending my CNY at Malaysia because my mother could finally meet her mother and siblings for just that one day annually.  Every year, I would also learn about new things about my Malaysia relatives. This year, I am very happy to know that my smallest uncle got himself a girlfriend and brought her back to popo house. He is not young already, and I know it is very lonely to be single at his age. Although the lady is from China, she seems to be quite nice and sincere when she talks to me. It’s good to see that uncle has got a new direction in life. I’m sure popo will be very happy to see her last child finding his own happiness too (:

The highlight for my Kampung CNY visit this year was my first BBQ with my cousins! Since young, I have no close cousins in Singapore. They are all males, and are either too young, or too old. Or rather should I say, they don’t really put in effort to know their cousins although we all live in one small country and so near each other. Moreover, mum’s friends’ children were 99% males. Hence since young, I had always admired people who have sisters or close cousins. This time round at the BBQ, my female cousins brought their husbands along, as well as their little kids – my nephews and nieces. They are so cute! Although we only get to meet once a year, I can’t agree more that my this batch of female cousins in Msia never fail to make me feel left out or disconnected with them. Although they are much older than me, i never felt age gap between us. we took photos during the bbq like a group of sisters and I felt so good (: Didi also agreed that our Malaysian cousins make us feel like our kinship can be taken a step further, feels like we could become really close if only we had more chances to interact.

After we came home, mum told didi and me about our family in malaysia, about all the evil aunts and the greed over money. About how popo survived in her days as a daughter-in-law, about how capable she had been and the fact that she actually gave birth to a total of 21 children!!!! And guess what?! There were a total of 3 pairs of twins! I was so excited by the fact that it means I would have high chance of giving birth to twins in future too! hahahaha. But then later when i asked mum about her dad and mum’s families, whether they had instances of twins, she said NOT AT ALL! So i guess, it falls down to Maths.. The more children you give birth to, the higher chance you will have twins. So I shall try to give birth to more kids to have higher chance of giving birth to twins next time hhahahahahaha

I don’t know if Lunar New Year wishes exists but if it does, I wish for my Singapore aunt to find her happiness soon, just like my Malaysian uncle. It’s so hard to be alone, working such a stressful job, shopping alone, eating alone, and having to partly bear the Neo family’s financial burden. Every time she tells me she’s still in office, that she’s sick, tired, and binging on happy food again to destress, and that she’ll never slim down, I don’t know what to reply but to say take care and jiayou. The 2 most useless consolation words one can say. I really hope her happiness can quickly appear in her life. Everyone deserves a little love every day. No one would want to be lonely for life.

Anw, this rabbit year, i find myself changing.. My priorities have shifted over the years. I’ve become much less intiative and enthusiastic about meeting new friends and more focussed on forging tighter bonds within my family. As the usual saying goes, all we need are close friends and good friends. I no longer have the time to manage so many friendships, only to be disappointed by a few who never understands how tiring it is for friendships to be a one-man show.  I find myself happier this way (:

Pray a little love for your close ones each day,

Today I pray for my aunt and Anna&Mark’s parental quest!

RABBY CHINESE NEW YEAR!!!

i really don’t know what to do with him

faster mature please

i don’t want the fortune teller’s words to come true

 

dear pu-sa, pls give my mum unlimited amount of strength and health and happiness no matter what

so much to do :( can’t push everything away like i was at korea anymoreee

Aims for this sem:

1) Pull up my GPA.
i’m gna study damn hard. Inspired by my very zai bitch friend who capped at 5.0 the previous sem.

2) Master Photoshop.
so that i can be more useful to future jobs that i am interested in.

3) Keep abreast of opportunities (internships and part-times).
i really need to start worrying about graduating this year end.

so much to do still.. haven’t cleaned my table and bags and clothes and shoes ever since korea. can’t wash now due to my wound :( and when it heals i wouldn’t have time to even sleep.. BUT ITS OK! This is a year of determination!!

nobody wants to admit but it’s true:

its sad when ur once best friend/close friend becomes history.

 

yet we continue to try, to find the friendship back.

 

i wished my brother was a female. it would be so much easier to manage. sigh

I was tagged in a very sweet and meaningful note a few days back in facebook. tonight’s been really thoughtful and it made me want to express this same love to my close friends out there (u’d know who u are)  tonight..

(edited some of its original content)

“It’s a different type of love, and maybe we all need a break from the achey, sweet love that comes with romance, the kind that excludes the rest of the world, the kind that’s limited only to you and him / her.

So this one goes out to all the best friends in the world. The ones that smile for you even when you excitedly fall in love with some new, dangerous boy. The ones that made you dance along to some vampire MTV at their old condo playground in the wee hours, making you laugh away your sorrows over said boy who played your heart even if their parents are grilling them to go home. The ones that take time off work/ school just for some therapeutic cotton on shoppings, gan-lao ramen or the most creative travelogue on your departure to the country about to be bombed. The ones who flood your schedule just to help your broken heart move on. The ones who respond to your sms in a split second, chat on msn from 2 through 5am, comments on your every facebook, twitter and blog even when there are no updates, just so you don’t feel lonely and loser. The ones who give you all your rights to get all nemo emo over that trash, the ones who never felt you being silly or childish, the ones who tell you it is cool to be like that. Because they’re also the ones who would truthfully tell you that you are worth more than that, that he is all lies; because they’re also the ones who have the loudest voice in stopping each and every foolish decision your heart makes. The ones who flood your blog to keep you feeling safe, the ones who swore to god at Starbucks to beat him up the first sight they see him, to release their frustration over the mess up he created. The ones who introduce you to exciting hip hop classes and make trips like Genting happen even if they were behind your mum’s back .

This one also goes out to all the best other-gender best friends in the world. The ones that would purposely meet you late at night for supper at places far away from your house, but make sure you’d enjoy every car spin home. The ones that prove to you that not all the men in your life have intentions when they date you out, the ones that play the role of an elder brother you had always yearn to have. The ones you can laugh out loud with your legs on the table and elbow on his shoulder without feeling misunderstood, the ones who tell you which ones are lies from the boy’s sweet talks that you’ve been drowning in. The ones who would go all the way to get it done for you even though they’d tell you they won’t. This one goes all out to all the incredible best other-gender best friends in the world who would give you and your friends a free ride home even when it is not convenient. The ones that skype and oovoo you not only because they are bored, the ones that won’t forget about you even if they have a girlfriend to fend for. The ones who’d tell you you’re fattening up without you feeling embarrassed or low in self esteem.

Friends never betray each other. We say words we don’t mean to mean, sometimes. We never stopped bickering. We laugh at each other’s silly moments and sneer at bitches’ out there. But friends, friends are something else altogether. Friends are God’s way of saying: here, I know it’s tough trying to find your soulmate, but here are some other people you know for sure you can count on forever. They’re like family, but better because they love you without the moral obligation attached.

I see you, my lovable friends. And I love you. This is my apology, for doing what I did to our friendships, and this is my way of reminding the world that there is more love in the world than what exists between some guy and a girl.

I love you, my best friends. More than I ever loved him. I promise.”

Tonight, i’m a bit homesick, friendsick.

credits: a best friend out there and http://leloveimage.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-one-goes-out-to-all-best-friends.html

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