With things like this.. who needs kiasu-ism or Singlish or even Anabelle to tarnish our reputation?
http://www.mda.gov.sg/wms.www/video.htm
WHAT IS THE CENSORSHIP BOARD DOING ALLOWING SUCH MOCKERY OF OUR COUNTRY TO BE ONLINE!!!!!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
19 Nov
Sometimes I love it when Life proves me wrong and gives that bag of cynicism a good punch in the gut.
For a while now, I've learnt and accepted the fact that job satisfaction is like true love - Everyone longs for it, waxes lyrical about it, but few experience it at all, much less have a constant source of it.
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Edit on 20 Nov:
Ok so i fell asleep while writing the post. haha. here's the rest of it.
This past weekend must have been the longest I've worked in a long while. Friday was collation from 11pm til 5am. Then on Saturday night, after a lovely dinner with the ladies, went back to the event to see how things were. That was about 1230am on Sunday. From there, it was non-stop til Monday evening at 9pm. I can't count the hours correctly. haha.
Despite the hours and the stress, it felt really really good. The sense of camaraderie's something I really appreciate and unfortunately, haven't had the privilege of being part of for a long long time. Every morning after a night of no sleep was exciting, and I hardly felt tired until we slowed down. And this is the kind of satisfaction I need to get from my job. And this is the kind of dedication I want to give to my job.
So.
Is this the job? I still don't know. Mostly because I'm still quite stoned but there are many many other things to consider.
Well, I loved the weekend anyway. It was truly inspirational in more ways than one. And I envy the dedication and strength in the team, especially those who led the way and carried us on their awearied backs every step of the way.
Thank you.
For a while now, I've learnt and accepted the fact that job satisfaction is like true love - Everyone longs for it, waxes lyrical about it, but few experience it at all, much less have a constant source of it.
This past weekend must have be\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\
Edit on 20 Nov:
Ok so i fell asleep while writing the post. haha. here's the rest of it.
This past weekend must have been the longest I've worked in a long while. Friday was collation from 11pm til 5am. Then on Saturday night, after a lovely dinner with the ladies, went back to the event to see how things were. That was about 1230am on Sunday. From there, it was non-stop til Monday evening at 9pm. I can't count the hours correctly. haha.
Despite the hours and the stress, it felt really really good. The sense of camaraderie's something I really appreciate and unfortunately, haven't had the privilege of being part of for a long long time. Every morning after a night of no sleep was exciting, and I hardly felt tired until we slowed down. And this is the kind of satisfaction I need to get from my job. And this is the kind of dedication I want to give to my job.
So.
Is this the job? I still don't know. Mostly because I'm still quite stoned but there are many many other things to consider.
Well, I loved the weekend anyway. It was truly inspirational in more ways than one. And I envy the dedication and strength in the team, especially those who led the way and carried us on their awearied backs every step of the way.
Thank you.
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Meditation.
I float on a lily pad.
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.
I float on a lily pad.
It is still, on a mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.
I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.
Sianz...
Take a deep breath.
... I float on a lily pad...
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.
I float on a lily pad.
It is still, on a mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.
I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.
Sianz...
Take a deep breath.
... I float on a lily pad...
Meditation.
I float on a lily pad.
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.
I float on a lily pad.
It is still on the mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.
I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.
Sianz...
Take a deep breath.
... I float on a lily pad...
It drifts over ripples in the stream. They tickle. I squirm.
I float on a lily pad.
It is still on the mirror sea. The undercurrents roar in my ears. I sweat.
I float on a lily pad.
It flips. I panic and inhale, eyes snap open.
Sianz...
Take a deep breath.
... I float on a lily pad...
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