I've been extremely busy which is the sole reason for the lack of posts. Its the time of the year which I always dread. The crazy number of people I have to meet in a short period of time as well as having to stay home and spend time with the folks is especially difficult on my part due to the already large portion of my day spend working... which makes me extremely grumpy and worn out.

I believe I sometimes get into such situations; even my dad feels the same way; saying yes to everyone and never learning my lesson. But then, I always say, I have enough time to sleep and have time to myself in Manchester. or so I hope.

and its a matter of less than 3 weeks; when I say my goodbyes again.

A day of firsts


1) Today was the last day of my first ever job. and hence my first ever pay cheque, which made me very excited, albeit the very pathetic amount for 3 weeks of work.













2) A day of much needed reckoning- by the words of a Jimmy Mutebi. Thank you.


and.........


3) A day of spiritual awakening and healing. and belief , something that cannot be underestimated. Because there is always a reason. And John1:16 says that we have received from His fullness of grace! we have.

(Bambi, think very hard and please consider what I said to you. and give it just one more shot, that's all I'm asking for.)

Having no wireless at home anymore may be a good thing cos computers are bad and its time for my reunion with the bed. OH yeaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.

"Do nothing from selfishness or empty conceit,
but with humility of mind regard one another as more important than yourselves; do not merely look out for your own personal interests,
but also look for the interest of others."

Phillipians 2:3-4

Years may have passed and we may have changed, but it took one night for history to repeat itself.

Happy birthday James and Clare!! Love you guys both =)See you soon!!



 
  

Home?

Im sitting in my room in office at 1 Marine Boulevard, looking out of the window. Fireworks are going off; cars honk; people squeal with delight, because to most who are Singaporean or were born in Singapore, tomorrow is not just any other day. Its 9th of August, the nation's birthday.

While some lawyers and i were talking over dinner about national day and the several patriotic songs, we agreed that "Home" by Mavis was very emotive and many people liked it.

I couldn't help thinking if I truly considered Sinagpore my home. I thought of Saturday, where I was at the evening service, there was a special service on National Day where everyone prayed for the nation and sang the national anthem, believe it or not. There was a screen to the left and to the right displaying the Majulah Singapura lyrics. To my utmost horror, I couldn't remember most of the lyrics and I was one of the only few in the crowd who had their heads upturned to look at the lyrics. The other few were obviously not Singaporean. And for that moment, I just felt a sadness, that I didn't feel Singaporean.

This week in perspective

While Mel Gibson was caught for drunk driving, then calling the female officer “sugar tits”, before embarking on a furious anti-Jewish rant which has since provoked the ire of Hollywood,
Fidel Castro, the long-standing Cuban leader has temporarily ceded power to his brother because of very poor health though im sure he will take this in his stride. ( During leadership of Cuba, there has been a total of 638 failed attempts on Castro’s life, ranging from exploding cigars and molluscs to poisoned handkerchiefs.)

Meanwhile, our favourite PM Tony Blair came in for torrential criticism from the media for spending the weekend in Cali and hooking up with Snoop Doggy Dogg, and the results of his foreign policy quite literally exploded. To top off a withering week, Paris Hilton still doesn’t know who he is. Très bien!

Last but definitely not least, I had a very interesting week as an attachee at A&G- meetings with my mentor, drafted advice, did tons of research which was not neccessarily always fruitful, had posh lunches which were billed to the company, and tried my very best not to be an utter failure in the office. Hmm, its probably way too early for me to judge whether I'm suited for the practice of a large international law firm but i am very sure i'd get so sick of the power suits. The amusement wears out quick no matter how many different shirts, skirts and trousers you rotate with all sort of colour combinations.

Mai Ouis. Box shaped watermelons have made their way to the UK I hear.

Au revoir, tout le monde! À bientôt!


(Apologies for using french at very random bits, I'm still slightly enthusiastic about the language)

I sat deep in thought, oblivious to the world. The glass tipped over and the wine trinkled down, and I was back there again.

I have sung and cried,
Down the stone cold shiny marble floor.
My heels gave off resounding clicks,
Shoulders slouched,
I walked ever so slowly
like the day had gone.
Words and Actions both alike,
showed me only one thing.
Its never enough.
I thought of J.D. from scrubs; I thought of Van Wilder.
Was I just like them; always fearing what comes next.
It is 22:00, and there's no one in sight;
yet I'm still there; hoping that maybe, oh, just maybe that I'll do it right.
Or I'll sing and cry again.

OHHHHH ahhhh im in shock; i just found out that my mentor viewed my profile on friendster! and my brother too! and i have all these pics of me at amsterdam coffeeshops and what not....... so i guess he knows more about me than my membership in the cheese and wine society then ( he read my CV and asked me about it ) :/...........

" Wake up, O sleeper,
rise from the dead,
and Christ will shine on you."

Doolin-Dalton- The Eagles

They were duelin', Doolin-Dalton
High or low, it was the same
Easy money and faithless women
Red-eye whiskey for the pain

Go down, Bill Dalton, it must be God's will,
Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeyville
Two voices call to you from where they stood
Lay down your law books now
They're no damn good
Better keep on movin', Doolin-Dalton
'Til your shadow sets you free
If you're fast, and if you're lucky
You will never see that hangin' tree

Well, the towns lay out across the dusty plains
Like graveyards filled with tombstones, waitin' for the names
And a man could use his back, or use his brains
But some just went stir crazy, Lord, 'cause nothin' ever changed
'Til Bill Doolin met Bill Dalton
He was workin' cheap, just bidin' time
Then he laughed and said,"I'm goin,"
And so he left that peaceful life behind Mm...

1st day of work

Work I did (Time: 2.5 hrs)-

researched what was comfort letters, even though i already knew what they were since my dad rants about them to me a lot.

photocopied notes about comfort letters

read the case i was working on

Things I did that wasn't work (Time :5 hours)-

Intern Orientation

Pretending to be demure and well-mannered in front of my mentor (who is super intimidating and crazy quiet who breathes down my neck)

Pretending to be reading something very intriguing on my pc screen as my mentor sits one metre away facing me directly

Draw a mindmap of the case(now now wait, that's sorta work isn't it hehe.... hmm)

Bump into interns and make aimless small talk

Start talking to random people i don't know in the library who looked like interns ( and were interns)

Help Brandon(intern from liverpool) with his work

Make tea (twice)

Check facebook and email (twice)

Look into the firm's directory and realise there are definitely more hot lady lawyers then men in A&G

AND of course.... walk past my brother's room a million times and grin evilly cos he had to do real work

UGH lets just hope tomorrow will be more fruitful