Departure seems like a break up.

my cute friend Lynnette

It all started off with Cultural Studies in Sem 1. Lynnette was one of my first friends in NUS despite that she was from Arts. I was her first or second friend. Then came the time when we had to look for a group. I told Lynnette what about the 2 guys infront of us but she retorted that they were very uncle-like. But still we went ahead. Then came the birth of “Mocheebye” (inspired from the band morcheeba) and “Pussyfuckface” with Joshua (pic above) and Kenny!

Lynnette’s one of my sweetest friends. Soft-spoken but vulgar inside and…weird like me. =D For your record, she came up with “Pussyfuckface” in the first place to describe Kenny and he called her “Mocheebye”. They were my funniest gang of friends in NUS. Although we took only 1 module together and in the first semester, and progressively splitted up for NOC and SEP, we vowed to come back together in end 2008/beg 2009 once Kenny comes back from NOC. I’m glad we did catch up yesterday

booze

I seriously think my colleagues are intoxicated.

They are mad. They drink beer like they drink water…reckon’ my alcohol standard is looking good as well; two pints of beer, 2 glasses of champagne and I was still comfortable…on the cusp of being sober and being high, the perfect way to release and unwind on a Friday night.

It just struck me how easily i blended myself into the company. There wasn’t any “adaptation” stage for me and i believe right from the start, things were already well looking good. Adrian thinks that I’m good at people management. I’m not too bad. I thought i did a pretty good job in other aspects as well since I always managed to rise to the occasion when there were hiccups.

Now, i just hope that I’ll be able to do something even more challenging, like playing a strategic role in repositioning companies to reflect their true intrinsic values and communicating them effectively out to the investment community. This would take a longer time because it’s not a one week or two week thing to fully grasp a client’s business in its entirety. I have yet to speak one on one face off with my clients yet and it is only through personal dialogue right from the horse’s mouth where you get the best picture on its business and its industry. And apart from management, I have to sieve out the analysts and the fund managers that have all the while been following my clients and build rapport with them. And how could i forget media relations….:) This community is definitely harder to interact I must admit but nevertheless, it’s worth cultivating the art of media management…all for the interests of everyone.

To mark the end of reporting season, Mark is planning on rounding up everyone for a lunch buffet @ Four Seasons next week where he pledged to get all of us drunk on champagne in mid-day. COOL SHIT. COOL BOSS!

And in the midst of drinking sesh, all high and fly, i believe i committed myself to the JP Morgan run this coming May…if the combined timing between Romil & Dave is 20minutes faster than Kathy and I, we will give both of our 1 day leave to them at our expenses. However if they fail to do so, their leave will be granted to us at their expenses. I love my colleagues man, damn spontaneous! I think the winning chances are 50 50, albeit the fact that Dave runs like a mad dog. Kathy was a national runner for Beijing when she was younger. Haha, so the odds are equal!

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Our cute tiny animated and unpredictable brown-eyed Kathy Laoban.

I’m 23 this year, going on 24. Where are you?

beer sesh with colleagues

By the looks of things, it seems like I’m back dancing to the drinking beat once again. Was quite skeptical about my alcoholic intoxication level considering that I’ve barred it for quite some time. Anyway…

Rite of passage, they call it, where all newbies go through debut drinking sessions with colleagues. Harry’s was already fully packed with yuppies and expatriates when a contingent of 6 descended down from house of eden at 7pm.

And before we knew it, glasses of beer were snugged dear to our hands like it was perfectly meant to be. There were alot of “first-times” last night – trying whisky with coke ever for the first time, crushing and discarding old boyfriend’s photo and…

it was one fucking wild night. And it didn’t end till 12am @ timbre. (yup, transported ourselves there for more fun) I have this very strong premonition of how my coming Friday’s will be like now – yesterday was a fantastic prologue to more fun and manic that will come subsequent.

Gabriel

Wenli & i

Gabriel, Kamal & Romil