Back in 2.
[info]zerotozero_27
So this officially marks the end of my 6 months in Vietnam.

I'll be headed back home for 1 more year of struggle before heading the roads again.

I must say, the stay here has been an eye-opener. The people I've met, the fun that we've shared, I don't think I'm gonna ever get it back again. Just last week I was telling everyone how sad I was, that I was leaving in 1 week time. Yet now, I'm all excited about going back. What's wrong with me.

I miss home. The comforts of home and the friends I have. No more calls on skype, no more freedom to do what I want at anytime of the day, no more spending like a Queen and no more motorbike rides.

Management Course 101.
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Lesson 1
A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs.
 
When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next-door neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you £800 to drop that towel."
 
After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a few seconds, Bob hands her £800 and leaves.
 
The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?"
 
"It was Bob the next door neighbour," she replies.
 
"Great!" the husband says, "did he say anything about the £800 he owes me?"
 
Moral of the story: If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time , you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure

 


Lesson 2
A priest offered a nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident.
 
After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg.The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"
The priest removed his hand.
 
But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"
 
The priest apologised "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak. "Arriving at the convent, the nun went on her way.
 
On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129. It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory."
 
Moral of the story: If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity

 


Lesson 3
A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish."
 
Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." Puff! She's gone.
 
Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii , relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life." Puff! He's gone.
 
"OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. The manager says, "I want those two back in the office after lunch."
 
Moral of the story: Always let your boss have the first say

 


Lesson 4
An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?" The eagle answered: "Sure, why not."
 
So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested.
 
All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it.
 
Moral of the story: To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up

 


Lesson 5
A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy."
 
"Well, why don't you nibble on so me of my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients."
 
The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch.
 
Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree.
 
He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the tree.
 
Moral of the story: BullShit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there

 


Lesson 6
A little bird was flying south for the winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to
the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped
some dung on him.
 
As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he
was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and
soon began to sing for joy.
 
A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound,
the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out
and ate him.
 
Moral of the story:
 
(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy
(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is your friend
(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's best to keep your mouth shut!
 
This ends the 3-minute management course.


Vietnam
[info]zerotozero_27
After being in this country for over 5 months,
The country has started to grow on me..
If only I could extend my stay and continue.

It's funny how everytime friends ask me if I'm excited to go back, and when I tell them I'm not, most of them says "you have no choice, you have to come back". I was merely answering their question on whether I was excited to go back. I know that I have to go back no matter what.

English.
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American: Trash bin/Garbage bin
British: Dust bin

Ebenzer: Dust bin are for dust, if you wanna throw trash, it should be into a trash/garbage bin.

Reality Check.
[info]zerotozero_27
Last weekend's trip to Dalat was just the holiday I needed to keep me sane.

The cool breeze, fresh air, wonderful company made the whole trip ideal. Thanks to Ebenzer, Tabari, Jason and Dave, plus the whole group of singaporean there as well as our vietnamese friends, I declare I had the BEST TIME IN VIETNAM so far.

I wished I would just stay on in that town. I rode a bike to the tourist destination, down and up the winding mountain roads, the cold breeze that blew straight on, I wished I could ride that road forever! I was going at 60km/hr there when I only manage 20km/hr in the city. I should get a license to ride in Singapore and when I travel in the future, I can just go anywhere on a bike.

Highlight of the week:

EDI Downer CEO and CPG DMs are in town.
Ken is coming from Singapore on Wednesday.
Jason's parents will be in town on Friday.
Cash fund is running a little low.

Starting the week with a positive attitude. =)

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[info]zerotozero_27
you're the trophy that anyone would want.
you're the prize that everyone can see.
you're the obsession of my dreams each night.
unattainable yet truely desirable.
near yet seemingly distance.

Cousins.
[info]zerotozero_27
These two days I keep thinking of my cousins back home. I miss Esther and Ryan, for all the trips we usually go on. The adventures we have riding the same car. Remembering the time when we went to melbourne's great ocean road, where we all few sick from the turnings that were never ending. The times we had in the room at night, when australian tv never showed anything nice after 9pm. The promises we make that we would once again go down the same road. Remember the saturday nights when we go ECP and pitch a tent, have a mini camp fire? The afternoons we go crabbing/fishing together? The kelong trip when we were catching fishes like a production plant, ryan cutting the bait, esther instructing and me wheeling up the catch. Remember the cycling routes we took, down east coast and our asses hurt so badly the following day. Remember the bowling sessions we have in RTC? How each saturday we will be out having some adventure. I really miss those times.

I miss Miranda and Mirabelle, even though we were not as close but we somehow there was some connection that always brought us together with each meeting. I miss the hyaena laughter of belle and the ridiculous facial expression on miranda. I miss those times we go and visit the Zoo together. The times you guys just stuck with me and we played. I miss those times when I stayed back after school and happen to see either one of you during your recess. I miss those times you guys jump on me when I appear and scream at me. I miss those times belle and I play in popo's room together. I want to go back in time.

Now, all of us have grown, most of us have moved on into adulthood, having our own lives and never having time for each other. I pray silently, that no matter what happens, I'll still be able to keep all of you together, close to me. I love you all and never want us to be seperated. I hope that this love will strong enough to hold on to your hearts.

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[info]zerotozero_27
you see this post is just a childish me tryin to get back at sandra for making me READ her blog.

I love you (Mummy)
I love you (Daddy)
I love you (Grandma)
I love you (Popo)
I love you (Esther)
I love you (Ryan)
I love you (Miranda)
I love you (Mirabelle)
I love you (Jobeth)
I love you (Lynette)
I love you (Vanessa Quay)
I love you (Samantha Koh)
I love you (Audrey Yee)
I love you (Kah yan)
I love you (MEl)
I love you (JY)
I love you (OG)
I love you (Seb)
I love you (Dawn)
I love you (Cherylan)
I love you (Kris)

I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.


I swear sandra, your post is worst that this!

"WE" are a team
[info]zerotozero_27
I had it.

Thank God for friends like Audrey and Shaz.

I made a mistake, I understand. I shouldn't have agreed to their crap shit. Now I'm suffering the consequences. I'm sick and tired of trying to fight for my rights. Am I that worthless in these a******* life that I'm not even worth keeping? So much for working as a team, when a team member causes trouble, all the rest just blames and don't lend a helping hand. Each time I receive all those emails on "Remember, we are one committee in this decision. We must sing the same song and hum the same tune alright?" the only thought that goes through my mind is "WHAT TEAM!"

I don't understand how why I actually bother humbling down to write these:

Dear 15 JCRC,

Hello one and all, how have things been? I hope the results attained this semester were to your liking. Anyway, I've just heard from Shaz and Audrey that I won't be on the JCRC rec list and I've already gotten my rejection letter from the school on my Hall Allocation.

I really like to know why shouldn't I be on the recommendation list. Aside from the fact that I've been absent for the past 6 months, I don't believe that my contribution to hall isn't sufficient.

Starting out in 2nd year (direct entry) it wasn't easy for me to cope with my school work and duties in the 14th JCRC. I balanced it out, had fun and really enjoyed my term even though there were times I really felt like giving up. I remember my first holiday in Uni, the whole december I was training non-stop for the sport, came down for all trainings and played as many sports as I could. I enjoyed all the sports, never complaining that my holidays were wasted cause I've built wonderful friendship thru all these.

Then it came to the 2nd semester, pressure from all directs, school and the numerous events staged that required much attention, never did I fail to still contribute as much as I could give. When the decision came to whether to continue in the 15th JCRC, I thought of re-running. After much discussion and contemplation, I decided to take on another term even though I was already struggling to cope with my increasing workload as a 3rd year student.

I'm sorry for the fact that I didn't complete my term in the 15th JCRC, for abandoning you all from the beginning. I never expected that I would be chosen to participate in GIP. It came as a very difficult decision for me and I was guilty.

I'm on GIP work and attachment, fulfilling the university's requirement for internship for my course. I saw this opportunity to come overseas as being beneficial to my future working resume and I couldn't just leave it. It was selfish on my part, and I'm truely sorry.

I didn't give up my room in hall cause I didn't want to withdraw from hall. I knew that if I withdrew from hall, I won't be able to get my points. I kept my room all these while in hall in hope that I could come back to hall in my final year.

I'm always enjoyed hall and always contributing as much as I can. Now, being a final year student, I really hope that I can give my final all for hall and contribute as much for the growth of this hall. I hope each and everyone of you will truely consider my appeal and my willingness to give back what the hall has given me.

Thank you and I'm truely sorry.

Yours,
Zena Quek



adding on...

I forgot to add on, during last december, I wasn't around to play most of the games because I was tied down by my attachment company, their policy was that I was to work in the Singapore company before I could go overseas. Even so, I took days off to go down for softball matches and played for the game. I also tired to make it for as many trainings as I could as we were hoping to do better at softball. I really hope you guys will consider these past contributions and sacrifies I have made for hall.

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These past few days has been a roller coaster ride. I'm so tired of it. Thank GOD that I'm actually going back for a weekend. I need a nice hug.

I have to say a BIG THANK YOU to mel, net, for always being there even though net, I'm sorry for always being so straight with you. Telling you off like this. I'm sorry for my bad behaviour.


crap
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Currently working, trying to add details into my finaly IA report. Fruitless.

Things in Vietnam is starting to get boring. My expenses inccured here are starting to climb. I'm seriously tired of having pho, bun, com tam for my meals. I need steak, sashimi, don, burgers, cantonese steam soup and fusions.

I need to stop thinking of the casino. I'm gonna lose my savings here.

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