Mambo jambo

According to wikipedia:

Mambo Jambo,

commonly known as Mambo nights,

is a theme clubbing night held every Wednesday at Zouk in Singapore and Kuala Lumpur. It is highly popular among the younger segment of the clubbing crowd in Singapore, and a Mambo experience is often regarded as an initiation ritual for many beginners into the local clubbing scene.

And I'm singing....

Oooh baby..do you know what that's worth...Oooh Heaven is a place on earth.... and i was dying inside to hold you... I couldn't believe what I felt for you... In the summer rain...Doesn't matter what I do now.. doesn't matter what I say... cos I'm guilty ... guilty as a girl can be... only you can set me free... I stand accccuuuuuused of love in the first degree.

Lazy Tuesday

Had lunch with this lady I've known for 5 years or so.

I feel her disappointment and I really appreciate her understanding and kindness. I guess she's not the only one who feels surprised and puzzled at the outcome.

Sometimes we have to learn to make our own choices - and accepting whatever good or bad outcomes. Life is an experience, isn't it? Live it without regrets, or... learn to deal with your regrets - a good cry helps.

No one knows for certain what's going to happen - there is no blueprint. Life is fluid like that.



I had my last gym session today with fav instructor and I still hadn't the courage to walk up and say hi. This may ... just be one of my tiny regrets.

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I love comedy night!

A pity I always forget the jokes told and I'm always bad at (re)telling jokes!

I was really impressed with the host - his mind twists faster than a tornado.

The other two acts were both Australian music comedians - changing lyrics to a tune and singing along.

One made a string of songs using just 4 chords - that was fun.

Here they are - Axis of Awesome - quality of video not fantastic though...





Food for thought: Why are enjoyable moments transient?

Today is a very sad day

'Today is a very sad day...."

That's the first thing boss said to me when he walked by my desk this morning.


I looked out, and indeed, it looked grey.


Went to Dempsey Hill to grab some bites and drinks at Margaritas.


Mexican food - haha - reminded me of my days in Mexico city.

Headed to Handle Bar for more drinks.

Spoke about HK, about relationships....

Boss gave this analogy which I quite like:

'Everyone has their favourite mug, but once their favourite mug has a crack, do they throw it away?

No, people then start to store their favourite mug in a corner. But what's the point of keeping a cracked mug? It's just a matter of time before you chuck the cracked mug away - so better to do it sooner than later.'

Well, he obviously told it more convincingly.

Mae said something else, which her shrink told her:

'People are always evolving and if relationships don't evolve together with the persons, someone's bound to be left behind.'

Boss also gave me a farewell gift which he kept saying I can have it exchanged in T&co singapore if I don't like it... but I love it! I don't think I can say my thanks enough for the times spent at I-A-L.

I don't like farewells - I cried my heart out. It's gonna be worse on 10th aug. gosh.

It's my last day

Here I am

on the eve of my last day of work

pen in hand

I clearly remembered my first day of work

where we had our first lunch

my first project and the ones that followed

my first overseas assignment in Taiwan

I wrote my 'thank you's to Boss and (ex) colleagues

who had been so extremely sweet -

he wrote:

'Dear all,

Poh Chin has decided to leave for the bright lights of Hong Kong and Synovate. In the long history, I have rarely tried so hard to keep an employee. Sadly, despite my every effort, she could not be induced to stay.

Poh Chin has been with us for over three years, in which time she had become a consummate research professional, mastering every aspect of the job from interviewing, to analysis, to project management and even business development. Her last day in the office will be this Friday July 25th.

She will be sorely missed.'

And I will miss them too.

A brand new skin

I love my new blog skin!

I suppose the past is not easy to let go...

it's the past that shape me into who i am now.

The memories will always stay with me.

I had a new hair cut today too -

stephen thinks it's cool.

I think i need to get used to the look.

We went on a quick tour to mustafa this evening

where I happily got myself a new casio old school watch. :)

It's a period of changes -

new hair cut / colour

new specs

i'm removing my braces (finally!)

Perhaps change is the only constant.

The past the past

An old friend told me recently

he's starting to read my posts since day 1.

It made me go through my posts again

and it's strange how I can still feel the exact emotions felt when I pen them

the scenes flashed across my mind were vivid

I guess this site puts forth a pretty complete picture of what's been happening

over the past 3 years.

I'm starting a new chapter in my life in a couple of weeks' time.

maybe it calls for a shift in blog site too, u think?

Of packing

I have been packing

my belongings, my memories.

It's tough going through these

knowing some you can bring along with you

while others you must leave behind.

Haven't been in the pink of health lately

so spent quite some time staying at home

I woke up today and spent a little longer in bed

looking out the window, watching the ceiling

listening.

I want to remember this.

And there are the other million things I remember

of you.

Do I want to remember these?

perhaps it's not even an act of remembering

it's just a very natural association

and there are too many of these associations

in every corner i turn.

A friend advised, and asked if i'd regret this

As much as I want to say yes

I really don't know

I guess I can only find out

by moving forward.

it still stabs like a dagger through the heart.