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Monday, November 2

A debut trip to Haji Lane..

Walls of vast scribblings greeted us as we stepped onto the premises..
Unlike the clean and posh streets of Orchard Road..
This graffiti-filled back alley actually entices visitors with the promise of more innovative muses ahead..

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Just like delighted little girls..
We scrutinised the modish shops one by one..
With the occasional ogles at ethereal adornments paralleled with gleeful squeals..

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Our first victimised shop..
Where we relentlessly dug out shoe by shoe to try them on.
Not very ethical..uh oops
And we probably left the shop owner screaming in mortification through the CCTV..

But the prices were a little on the steep side even for impulsive buying.
And it was also not easy to make spontaneous purchases at this shop..
Just because because..
ALL of them were soooo pretty..

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Unknowingly we spent most of that afternoon on that lane.
Creative sights beckoned to us alluringly..
As the array of merchandising showcase impresses beyond imagination..

What I really liked about the shops at Haji Lane (over Fareast Plaza)..
Unique designs with stocks in limited quantities..
That would mean the likelihood of bumping into someone on a random street donning the same style is almost zero.

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A damn good thing that Haji Lane is not located beside some MRT stations..
Else I'll probably go broke before I know it..>,<

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Wednesday, September 23

Attended a Microsoft seminar that noon..
Came upon these beautifully carved out ice blocks in the heart of Raffles Place..
Meant as gimmicks for the Bloomberg advertisement.

Made of real ice blocks..
The crew crafted out the dates and time to tune in to Bloomberg..
And then left them to melt in the open heat under the very eyes of passerbys.
They proceeded to another platform to start from scratch again.
Awesome pieces of art!

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Doesn't life equate to these ice blocks..?
Beautiful when born, strong and sturdy for a while, mellowed as time passes by..
Thereafter melting into nothingness..

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Just on Friday,
The company's pioneers gathered all the department representatives..
Celebrating the 70th birthday of big boss.

The planned surprise was supposed to go like this:

The organisers,
A provided the budget (my guess)
B and C did the planning and lunch catering coordination.

The coordinators,
D ordered the bouquet of flowers and provided pieces of heart-shaped colored papers for all the ladies to write their well wishes on them.
E ordered the cake and was staged to bring the cake out to boss.

The rest of the peeps were supposed to gather at a common area where B would bring the boss down for his surprise.
But before the lights could go off and before everyone was neatly gathered, boss came down.
Then E pushed the cake out to boss..
And then he grabbed her tightly and thanked her furiously for organizing..
In a manner as though she was the only organiser..

Smiling faces suddenly changed to disgusted dismay.

Bizarrely,
I sort of enjoyed the show from afar.
The languid smiles and applause painted a pretty picture..
But their body languages cannot lie =)

When favouritism is evidently magnified..
When efforts are put in for a motive..
When one tries too hard to please the boss and expects something in return from him..
Disappointments are bound to stay for good.

Shared these observations with mommy one morning..
This was what she said..

观察别人归观察,
最重要的是要提醒自己不要变成这样。。

She never never fails to ground me with such simple reminders, brings me back to earth.
She is my Mommy..

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During the Microsoft seminar,
We saw a stark contrast to the above office scenario.

The presenter was slightly an hour more into his session when..

He asked the attendees:
"How many of you prefer a break now, raise your hands..
Else I shall continue with one more topic before the break.."

Nobody moved a hair.

Then one attendee suggested asking the reverse.

The presenter asked again:
"All right,
How many of you prefer to continue with one more topic before the break, raise your hands.."

The audience was still dead..
Till everyone looked at one another and suddenly burst into laughter..

Well, there was no need for the presenter to ask in the first place.

Speaking of eccentricity..
Isn't it amusing how humans react at the cross roads of decisions..?
Remaining passive when you are supposed to take the lead..
And then feeling indignant when others tell you what to do..

Human beings..

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Been running like a mad dog the past week..
The fourth time since last Thursday.
I think I clocked 20km in total..?

Sounds like I'm training for some runs eh..
Not exactly in fact.
Sighz I dont know what had gotten into me..
Sadistically,
I guessed need some self-torture to force my mind away from nasty thoughts.
And I need some self-mortification to drive that slothful lethargy away.

When thoughts get overwhelming and I began hating myself..
I became sceptical of everyone else.
I scorned contemptuously at contradictions.
I mercilessly exposed the underlying motives of human behaviour.

This is when I knew I need solitary time off to refresh, rejuvenate..
To purge myself of those outrageous musings.

Saturday came..
Admittedly I was quite disturbed.
Yes, I brushed it off and that was because no one else could make me feel any better except myself.
I had to enlighten that devil inside..
And I eventually got over it.

I once commented I relentlessly found myself drifting further away..
I still am.

The theory of motivation in an organisation..
I thought this is one of the important motivators..
The sense of belonging.

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