5 things I've learnt before Christmas

1) Never ever attempt funny stunts in conferences. Your customers tend to remember them well.

2) The gay-pseudo is challenging my EQ, testing my patience, insulting my IQ, and yet I learn to fake some love as if he is my BFF.

3) I deserve the criticism of being unprofessional if only I spill my hatred in your face, and have done it publicly.

4) Get some balls, or have I just crushed them accidentally? Oh, maybe I just did.

5) Merry Christmas to the bunch of assholes I'm working with, as I have this huge epiphany of 'Boxing Day is a day to be celebrated after Christmas' - to officially get your asses bashed afterward.

11.11.11

Months ago I wasn't sure how would I want to pick up the befriending mood to make a new colleague feel welcoming when the existing fellow left the department while I was on field work. All I knew was he had really charming emcee voice.

And I thought he was not helpful at work. Coercive invitation was sent to him to help out in my event - he made me go chagrin by trying to pull my legs during the event. Guess I was too rigid to put up with his jokes. And I thought he was a bad influence. He would pester me for daily unofficial 4pm tea break at pantry, without fail. He said, I needed a break hence, the tea-break.

And I thought he was kinda cool for making breakthrough from departmental state to office changes. He made me ponder and talked me into implementation and completing a proposal I thought I would never want to start it for thinking the idea would not be sold. And I thought I was lucky to have found an addition to Starbucks Joy Luck Club. This was where all the magics happened - a birthplace for all the advertising ideas and business plans. Oh forgot not the sacred hideout for gossiping as well. Other than the manager, he could easily calm me and inject the positive vibes to lighten the worst thing I could do to ruin the harmonious environment.

And I thought we could always hang out like friends someday. He then announced about his resignation. And I thought I would cry. Before he left, he tried to fill me with heaps of ideas and wanted me to help realising all plans, if possible. I can hardly admire someone and be truly inspired by his positivity, passion, and energy in life - guess he could be the first. Ah! he is my second mentor after my manager, just in case you wonder about our relationship, minus all the scandalous remarks that have been circulated in the office.

And I thought 11.11.11 was just another ordinary day in my life. Definitely it is a leap of faith in yours.

See you in another Starbucks Joy Luck Club session!

Make believe

I have a lot of lovely couples as friends. They will be missing their partners when going out separately. Every single bit of thing will remind them of their other halves. They are so much in love like they first met each other. Every sweet gesture that makes you envy how great they have found each other. Of course, I missed those days we were all still single and available, and being carefree from the world. And yet, I am glad they have found their reliable half that completes them in a way of being loved.

Most of my friends have found their other wonderful halves since college. All of those loving scenes resemble the real couples' portrayal from Plain White T's' 1,2,3,4 music video and I'd wish to capture those every unpretentious, precious moment to remind myself this love thing is real.

To secretly reveal the fact that every time I look at your pictures, that truly makes my day effortlessly.

Thank you for making me believe true love still exists :)

Pool story

I have been learning swimming from my colleague slash friend in the past 2 months. The lessons go on sporadically and such randomness actually takes me quite some time to master the basics; also thanks to her persistence and my empathy for a pregnant lady who only sleeps better after swimming hence I decided to be her companion and by any chance maybe I could try to drown myself and swim. So we are kind of gung-ho about the after-work swimming session. No more after-work beer session, you see, as I’m pretty disturbed by the fact of being called ‘fat’ by a man who has bigger belly than my colleague’s pregnant tummy. That, of course, is my goddamn good motivation to make myself exercise.

Day 1 to day 5, I barely even knew how to breathe. All I did was trying to finish the lap without breathing and of course, I swallowed some chlorine and got my nose suffered. Until her husband took turn and came to rescue the hopeless me from asylum starting from day 6.

3 scattered laps in one night marked my achievement in my day 11. My friend’s husband is not a professional but his coaching attitude is definitely professional than any other coach out there. And I gotta tell all the beginner swimmer, I fucking sprained my back because I swam almost every day and pushed myself too hard. I don’t know how did it happen but seriously, take it slow and relax in the water.

Under the water, I feel free.

The next thing I realise is I’m a changed person. I have a new hobby.

原来寂寞

好多人说过最寂寞的时候是置身在喧闹的人群中，心里却依然感觉孤单。

而我为寂寞定下了另一个意义：

当心里没有一个可以想念的人时，你却拼命地想填补那个空缺，此刻你应该也是寂寞的。