Hereby, I would like to express my gratitute to all those who've supported me and showed concern for me and my family in one way or another for the past week.
To my fellow brothers & sisters-in-Christ, to fiana, vinc, peifen, shuyun, ailing, chenghong, pei en,wei en, jia en, jia hui, shu mei, xiao ling, ying rou, mei foong, wai yee, zhi yang, jing qiang, my dear yang-jun jie, shu qin, cui min, vivian, kai en, alvin and uncle james, thanks very much for all your prayers, verses and support.
To my dear electron-mates, to huiting, lijiao and kayan, thanks for coming and accompanying me, and providing me with new "gossip-material".
To my friends alvin, philip, leo, kelvin, melvin, jayson, jackson, calvin and vincent, although I've only known you guys for a short time, I'm seriously very touched when you guys came down in full force, thanks so much.
And to those who sent their care via the waves, to my classmates suhana, khairina, kenneth and huaysan, and to jialin, shuya, huixian, erly, freddy, alvin and jimmy, thanks guys, I really appreciate it.
Imagine a 9-platform high distillation column. And then imagine the sea breeze blowing in your hair. Put those 2 together and tada, you get to imagine my experience for the night.
It was the 4th day of my industrial attachment - training at Jurong Island, NYP's Chemical Process Techonology Center, and the first day of our practicals. I got the chance to mount a really high distillation column and get to take in the rest of Jurong Island from all the way up there. It may not be considered something BIG or really awesome but to a chemical student, who after 3 days of nothing but lectures at a really cold auditorium, reaching the top of the column was indeed something.
True, in addition to the sea breeze and cool view (the island looked really different at night with all the lights lit up at the various plants), there was the smell of diesel or some other weird oily thing that hung perpetually in the air, but it's not everyday where u get to climb a distillation column (and I mean climb with your hands and legs, not walking up the stairs). Well, not unless you work as a technician or specialist at a plant, then most probably you will dread the long climb up.
As promised to my TEMP employer cum fellow monkey tee wearer (haha cannot use the other word here otherwise people would think I'm not SINGLE and AVAILABLE), dear dear huiting, I'm here to teach her how to get to GRAND PLAZA PARK ROYAL without getting lost in the city. Literally, the city.
P.S. I wanted to draw a map out but after experimenting for the whole night, I have to admit that I was stumped by Paint. Therefore, ERNIE!! Please quickly book out, we need you!!Steps to take in order for our dear sotong girl to reach the hotel in 1 piece:
1. Upon stepping out from the barrier of City Hall MRT station, turn left and continue walking until you reach the escalator to exit the station. It's the one that will bring you to St. Andrew's Cathedral.
2. Walk a bit bit and cross the road towards Capitol Building. Although none of us actually know it's called the Capitol Building (I only know because that is what it says on the map). You should see shops like Long John Silvers, Breadtalk & Sakura. If you see those shops, yes you should JAY-WALK across the road, but if you get caught, then please do not come and claim the $20 fine from me.
3. Walk towards the direction of Funan, along the way you should pass by shops like 7-11, Old Chang Kee and money changers.
4. When you reach the traffic junction that will bring you to Funan if you cross it, stop and do not cross. Turn right immediately and walk straight. Keep walking and you will find Grand Plaza Park Royal.
5. If however you are still lost in the city (literally the city), please call 1800-help-albert. Take note, it's a 1800 number, not 1900, do not call the NKF by mistake.
Seeing the photo of the guys sending you off made me think back to that night (leo, please do not kill me), when I made the painful choice not to go to the airport to send u off. I could have went, my sister's birthday party was an excuse for myself, the party had already ended by dusk and my mum did not need me to be around, but yet in the end I chose to stay at home and cry. Of course, what difference would it have made even if I went? Remember, it's a single-sided affair here, it's unrequited love, it's a pathetic me refusing to give up on you.
Calvin said to me, "you come la, this kind of things also need me to teach you meh". My dear calvin, of course I do not need you to teach me, I've been around long enough myself. But if I had went, would the outcome have been any different? No, I'm not talking about those korean dramas whereby I appear at the airport and you decide not to board your plane but to be with me, I meant the relationship between us. With or without my attendance that night, the 2 of us would still have not been together.
P.S. Should you 1 day read this, why on earth are you always wearing that same Billabong top??...
Did you ever wonder why on earth did I pick up tennis? Why was it that out of the blue, one fine day I asked you to play tennis with me? You've known me for around 1 or 2 years and I had never in the past mentioned anything about me being able to play tennis. Do you not get it, I got a racquet and hired a coach to teach me to play tennis just so when you return, I can play with you. Reality is crude, till now we've never played before, not even once. I can only stand envious of those who played with you. You even had the patience to teach 1 of the guys. I guess your self-centeredness is pretty selective.
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That night when you introduced me to jason, calvin and jimmy, you said I should widen my social circle. Indeed I did, I now know more than a dozen of them. (On top of the other half a dozen I got to know over time.) There are even some whom I still do not have the chance to meet and all the time, more are coming in. Yet you are not here. I miss you and I know some of them do too. What about you? Do you miss anyone of us? Do you miss me?
Well, I guess probably not.
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After getting to know some of them, guys like alvin and ryan, I came to a conclusion that was hanging in front of me all the time but I must have been super blind not to have seen it. Conclusion - I am not your type. Period.
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Once again, this morning sitting in front of my laptop, I face the choice of cutting you out from my life entirely. Will I ever accomplish that? I may never know, but one thing I do know. 8 years down the road, no matter what happens then, there will still be a place in my heart for you, because all this while, I never stop loving you.
Be safe and take care... ...
To bake my very own powerpuff-boy-girl:
Ingredientsspice
sugar
intellect
cute looks
everything nice
a certain loneliness within
selfishness or self-centredness
good voice (especially for singing jazz & english classics)
and last but not least, chemical X
Steps to take:
1. Preheat oven to 162 degrees celsius or any other temperature you like.
2. Line tray with baking paper and grease lighty.
3. Agar your amount of ingredients and just toss everything in.
4. Bake for agar 1 hour, or until slightly brown.
