Kit Chan

What is that feel like to work with a well-known celebrity? After singing in the National Day Parade, Kit Chan is joining us as a strategist. A life as a PR will not be as glamorous as a singer, yet she would not find it difficult to live a PR career – who doesn't want to buy a story sell by Kit Chan? She herself is already a story. Upon joining us, she has already created headline stories in two leading Singapore newspapers, featuring from what she would dress on the first day to what her life will be like to work with “normal” office people. One no doubt fact is our company’s brand name will be greatly lifted up in the PR industry.

I am going to a speed dating event in two weeks time. How exciting is that! For this sort of events, the timing must be right for me to go: weekdays are out, Saturday and Sunday must have to after 5.30pm. The upcoming curry fish head dinner is just right. Hmm~~~ will I meet some weird guys? You never know who your Mr. right will be.

Any volunteer?

Literally I dragged myself back home from the office today. Working consecutively till 10pm+ and still mountains of tasks lining in your plate, I have got blisters on my lips and ulcer in my mouth. Yet, I could not give up coffee to sustain my awakeness for the day. I am so glad that one event is over … with more to come. Two are in the planning pipeline and one is in the action stage; I was not surprise that I passed out in bed at 8pm on Sunday night.

I need a new pair of running shoes!!!

I want to go to Cambodia!!! Any volunteer to go with me????

Tired

Today is my first time skip a dance class intentionally. I am so tired, could not even move my feet in the Waltz class. The reason being is a pair of bad running shoes, long hours of working, lack of sleep and an Oz friend is in town. I could feel myself heading the direction of falling sick yet so much things are awaiting for me ahead.

Seeing the friend off from Changi airport again, I am getting more and more homesick. When will it be my turn?

STB(ump)

Government agent is not only hierarchy but also cheap. Why am I saying that? You have worked on a project proposal for a consecutive two-week, after piles of research, brilliant of ideas and many late nights, you find out your potential client could not pay for the price you are asking for. Everyone will get pissed off. That is exactly the same situation of our STB team. I am not in the pitching team, thank God, yet I feel very sorry for the team. In this industry, the competition is fierce, small shops are hungry for work and are willing to cut price for big accounts. No compensation will be made to the hard work that has been wasted *pathetic*

This week is so busy to me. I work almost until 9pm every night and even my boss wrote to me, saying “Don't stay too late. You should go and play.” I obsess with the work I am doing and people I work with, what more can you say?

I jumped straight from my chair when I was notified that the speed dating section I was going to was full. My colleague was shocked! Well, it would be fun to experience what this game is all about. Who knows, interesting things happen.

Fireworks

Bursting out glamourous colours in mid-air, fireworks are always the favorite and lighten people’s heart. The right in your face break-out, the explosive power and innovative patterns grab you feel raising into mid-air, into no man’s land. The two-day Singapore National Day fireworks crack me in my mind, dragging me back to the memories of Victoria’s small fireworks “show” – the lightness over the Yarra river and the night of Melbourne.

The Singapore Melbourne Uni alumni is, no surprise, full of banking / financial division / corporate finance / accounting personals. I am the only one with arts background; no one comes to Singapore to promote cultural affairs. See the fireworks out from the balcony – they are all under the umbrella called “money”. They are a nice and friendly bunch of people though. I could even meet someone dated back to 1992 batch. I hope to see more of them in their Christmas event.

I am such a girly girl, with most my toys, clothes, tower, personal items are in the color of pink. Well, as long as I am not a blond, things should be right.

My work team is a pool of talent. I am very glad that I left my straight path in Optus to join this real world for the excellence. I treasure every moment I have in Singapore, until the day I leave.

Singapore National Day

Today is the 42nd Singapore National Day. Most people are wearing red and white to resemble the national colours and flags are hanging on most of HDB flats a month before the Day. I could not get the National Day Parade ticket and did not want to be squashed or stepped on by the sea of red, I opted to stay home, watching the performances live from TV. My first exposure to Singapore’s patriotism and its nation’s proud of being part of this city state. Its national anthem is sang in Malay, PM’s speech is in English, while majority of them are Chinese ethnic, it is a nation mixed with different cultures and has created such a great success in the past 42 years. The Singapore NDP and performances on its first-ever floating stage was not extraordinary, after seeing so many years of Chinese National Day celebrations from my perspective, but the two week ND festival is an attraction for me to explore more about Singapore contemporary culture. To do that, I am going to watch the reputed firework on next Friday, to experience high-tea culture on next Saturday and pub crawling at night time.

I have been not that discipline with my diet in the past couple of days. First was the hearty beer battered fish and chips, followed by the late night satay and rojay at La Plaza, then was the abounding seafood platter, set aside the mango sago with ice cream and muffins. I could feel my stomach bloating. To make myself feel better, I have started my preparation for the 5K run next months and exercise as much as I can, jogging / swimming at least once a week to keep my cardiac level up to standard.

Feeling blissful

In a foreign land, I am feeling so much support from my colleagues and my mates. I was lectured by two company’s directors over a posh lunch meeting that I have a positive working attitudes while I need to work hard on my English. The deadly truth is I have to work diligently to catch up with the 12 years of English education that I am lack of. I knew the rocky roads ahead since the day I chose the path of journalism / communications. I am feeling blissful that so many people are behind my back for my success, and I surely not a smart but a nerdy one, like what I have been telling myself, as long as I have done what I should do, I have no regrets. Maternal

I was stunt when I heard that my younger (maternal side) cousin in Sapporo is getting married later this year. He is only 22! What am I doing here? All my older cousins from my paternal side are married and have kid(s), and I am the eldest in my maternal sides. Now even the younger one is married, and I am still wondering around the one trying to find myself and having fun. Gosh! Lucky I am not living with my relatives, not even in the same countries, otherwise, I will be buzzed with their match-making words and initiatives.

Down and down

A pair of my dancemates won another competition, which made me feel so happy and miserable to myself. In view of that, I made myself eat to distress – my normal way of bringing my bad mood down. So on the scorching Sunday afternoon, I was sitting on the kitchen floor reading National Geography bought by my colleague and eating muffins non-stop. I was not much hooked to the magazine as my colleague does, maybe I am not that into geography in general, except for the miraculous photographs.

I was dumb enough to follow a sales person walked out of the lift on the fifth floor, when I was going down to the ground floor. Well, absent-minded when I was thinking of homes and people.

Hurh? BOOBS!?

I am going to prepare for my Shape run, start from tomorrow. The first destination is Bishan Park, a neighborhood park which apparently is very nice according to reliable source. In order to explore Singapore as much as I can, I am planning to go jogging to different places to find out more.

My colleague pays for her new car’s number plate, which is “BOOBS”! Yo~ such an unique name, maybe I should call mine “himbo” lol

I am so happy to leave before 7.30pm today. For the whole week, except Monday, I work my ass off and basically not seeing sun light for the week. Everyday I am back home, I would exhaust on my bed and continue to keep my news up to date by reading online news and newspapers. I am going to spend this weekend quietly, watching DVD alone, jogging in a park and reading National Geography.

Home sick

When everyone is anxious about the NDP next week, I am feeling extremely home sick and lonely in this center of the world. This is the price to pay to pursue the career I am proud of and for the success I want. I miss both homes, miss my deer friends and my cherished family. I am trying not to think about them, otherwise, I will end up crying myself to sleep.

New England Journal of Medicine (NEJM) published an interesting article on a study found that if you have obese friends, your chance of becoming overweight is higher than someone who has not. The prove is if you see your friends eat, you will feel normal if you consume the same amount of food as them. Gee! If I want to loose weight, I should hang out to slim friends. So to all my friends, go and make friends according to your “body” needs.

Vaccination

Three weeks not stretching my muscles, backbones and abs, my Pilatemates thought I vanished from Toa Payoh. Every time after attending the class, I feel so relax and healthy. Maybe the breathing exercise does help me disengage from the world full of crisis.

I got jabbed of a complementary flu vaccine from the client today. Although I am still not very clear on what I have been immune to, like most Singaporean, it is free why not? At least I asked for a “souvenir”, the vaccine box, in case server reaction happens on me, which normally is the case for vaccination.

Media only loves bad news. “We have a dry day today, give me a drug recall.” They are not interested in news on innovative drug but how greedy pharmas are. They don't care about how effective the drug is but shine the lights on its dark side. This is media – no news is good news.

High-tea

My plan to add spice to my life has started inking, first step is to have high tea, or learn how to appreciate high tea in Mandarin Hotel in three weeks time. The miss out on Sunday to Shangri-La hotel makes me itch and it is so happen that My Paper has this lady workshop on high-tea published on today’s paper. Bingo! I am going with J on the 18th for the discounted high class afternoon tea session hosted by an image consulting firm. Learning to be more of a lady.

Second thing in my self-improvement agenda is to go for swimming at least once a week. If I don't keep my cardio up to a certain standard, I will old faster. Oh, NO!

More things to come, hopefully. My life in Singapore is not just work and more work, if I could help it.