So tired

3 events in a week….
Not just physically exhausted but mentally as well…. Strange to say it, but none of the events was mine- I was merely the helper but my stamina running low like a broken kite.
Jeanette’s 1st event with Amex on Tuesday was a success. Congrats, girl!
But I have to admit that this event has taken a big piece out of my vitality for the week… She was coordinating the Fashion show and I have to help with the rest of the stuff like F&B and hostesses (that were engaged to usher the guests). Jasmine was to cue the Lion Dance’s performance, looking damned cute with the 2 lions waiting by her side.
It’s all about team’s work, isn’t?
I can’t say the same for Gabriel’s other two events that followed. Somehow his threshold for stress is low. Started to command people to do his bidding when he was high with anxiety. I was rather intolerant of such attitude- even though we are good friends. Found myself often in foul mood when helping with his events…. Somehow he seems to be accustomed to throw tasks on me… Maybe like what Jeanette remarked- I am his security blanket.
Event management is where my forte lies in. I can help you to handle the event flow and settle hicks, if any. But it was really unacceptable when I am worrying about YOUR event and you are doing your socialization, happily mingling with the guests.
There’s one incident that I asked for a confirmation from Gabriel to release Beatrice Chia from her Emcee duty – for bloody 20 min I have waited but to no avail. When I went looking for him, he just told me- like a matter of fact-:
“Oh. She can leave only after 10pm.”
I felt so sorry letting Beatrice stood at a corner, waiting for my reply. Felt angrier when that moron already knew about it and couldn’t be bothered enough to come back to me. I glared at him for a long time when he asked me to notify Beatrice about it – till he got the blunt hint and scurried off, looking for her.
What the F**K?
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I am now officially helping Uncle Don with his Event Management side. No idea if it is considered as a promotion (but definitely a pay raise + more commission on the way.. : p ) Excited at the prospect of acquiring more technical knowledge of set-up… Alright!
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I am extremely thankful to have him in my life.
I can’t find a more listening ear than his… listening to my grumbling, bantering and rambling about almost everything, especially about my work. I told him about Marcus too, which was so inconsiderate of me…. Damned selfish bitch…
But at this stage of life, I found myself alone, despite in midst of friends and offered companionships. He is the one, beside Ethan, that I can pour my heart out and does not mind the unsightly yet the bluntest truths about me.
There’s no one that can really understand me like he does. He is selfless…always here for me. We seek comfort and encouragement in each other for the past year. I knew at times he wished for my non-existence- so that the past can be erased painlessly...
I’m sorry, baby. I am here to stay as a pest – can’t bear to stay away... cos I can’t resist hearing your soothing voice when I am down. Can’t lose someone who accepts me for all I am…

Push me, Shove me but don’t touch me

*Hung my head in shame*
You might imagine how it might turn out to be – 6,000 Robinsons female shoppers are invited for a night of shopping with great offers/bargains and freebies to be collected.

Newspaper Headlines:-
World War III strikes Singapore… Right smacked in Orchard Road

Where the ladies were beyond control; where hurling complaints rained down like grenades and bombs, where queues for freebies were as extensive and desperate as food rationing outlets....

I have anticipated a chaotic scene but was not prepared for the worst to come..

Let’s begin with the ‘Grand Arrival’, which was scheduled to be 6.30pm.
At 5.45pm, queue of ladies with pink invites stretched from Centrepoint, Robinsons main entrance to Marks & Spencer…
My 4 male models, looking dashing in their black suits, all ready to greet the ladies with roses and goodie bags on hand…. They were doing a good job of handling the task of giving 1 goodie bag per invite…. despite some hard bargaining from aunties -negotiating for another one…
I was standing right in the middle of the entrance, in desperate bid to slow the rushing gush of crowd into the store… but to no avail. I was shoved and pushed around…
The models were laughing and conversing in their foreign language…. Realized that they were amused by the antic of this auntie….
She went to one model and got her goodie bag… then like a salmon, swimming vigorously in opposite direction of the flow… got out of store and tried to get another goodie bag from another model with the same invite… *sigh.. this is so embarrassing… Typical Singaporeans…?*
Let’s leave this horrible segment with you knowing that the ladies will do anything to get an extra goodie bag- be it lying with a straight face or arguing over a fucking doorgift...

"Oooo…. I just love to queue!"
Can’t believe my eyes… a super long queue forming right in front of the F&B backarea.. where my caterer dispensing drinks for the waiters to serve with butler’s service…. My client gave me the Eye – “Stop them from queuing!!”
Don and I went over, started to requested the ladies not to queue..

“Hi ladies, you need not to queue for drinks… there are waiters around the store to serve you drinks and food on trays… why queue? Spend more time to walk and shop!”

Frankly speaking, most of them didn’t know what they are queuing for… Saw line forming from a counter – thus, in hope of getting more freebies, they joined in. When knew it’s only for drinks, some of them dropped out of the line happily. BUT… 80% smiled back at me… replied “Orh…” and remained fixated with their place in the queue… *Arrgghh… pulling hair*

At Level 2 – where the queues for freebies, went around the entire store… Clients weren’t too pleased cos everyone was concentrating on queuing – not shopping! When the fashion show was about to start, our Emcee (sweet Denise Keller) made announcement that the gift redemption counters will be closed for now.. but the queue remained, unmoved - blocking the walkways for the models.
Desperate last resort – Don started to move the counter away to the storeroom… and the queue followed tightly behind him, across the store! Such a comical sight indeed…!

Hahahaha.. So much so much funny and shocking happenings that night. Just a typical day of an Event….
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He was there at Robinsons as well. This time, we finally have a chance to talk for more than few seconds… I asked why was he looking so grumpy the whole day.. And…
He smiled warmly, touched me and said that - do not be deceived by his stern look. He was fine… *But I am not…*

The Touch
It’s more like a pat on my shoulder blade that lingered on for 3 sec..
I was taken aback…. Alarm bells ringing frantically in my mind…
Oh my god… He is Gay

Ethan agreed too… - only gays will be comfortable about casual physical touch with girls… I barely know him – if he could touch someone he just got to know without hesitation during conversations…. Isn’t it obvious? Maybe I am reading too much into such minor detail… The girls in office held the Touch up with an optimistic reason - he likes me...

Of course, I hoped for the latter possibility - but something warned me not….
*sighs... Guys, any views on this?*

Bad Day

I tasted blood in my mouth…
My heart has a frenzy life of its own.. skipping away like no one’s business. My throat hurts like hell.. I seriously suspect that I am about to pass out... Maybe die in the Paragon office’s ladies and no one will discovere my body till the next day…
So…. I did not fulfill the promise I lay for myself – see a doctor when unwell - I dragged it till I’m having Strepsils as meals daily and can no longer sit in a meeting without coughing away like TB carrier… (ok ok.. I have just seen a doctor that costs me 60 bucks… Sigh….)
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Have received a nasty message from someone in Friendster.com.
It was, to me, a freaking sexual harassment. Told Iz about it over MSN and wanted him to put his sharp literary wits to fight back - but he asked me to forget about it.
I was sick and tired after a hectic day… and felt violated by that offensive message. I was livid… Outraged when Iz seems to just wave it off… just like that…. I lashed out at him…

Ash - Me and my Shadow says:
Stop acting like a typical man
Ash - Me and my Shadow says:
cos typical man will jus ask the girl to bear with it

He kept silent… long enough for me to feel guilty and calmer. I knew he was right… What is the point of retorting back? I have just unwittingly fell in to the pervert’s sick game..

Sorry, Iz… Pardon my stubbornness and high-strung mood….

Oh.. And for blowing my top on you over a pathetic and hideous looking sicko with such a tiny penis that will threaten to break into microscopic fragments, whenever he tried to get it up…. (with tonnes of Viagra, of course…)

Boy… No wonder, he’s so twisted… Poor thing..

Loving every moment...

Me and my mouth…. Just get to know from Ethan’s blog that he couldn’t get access to MSN anymore… some kinda technical problems… BooHoooo… Take care, pal..

Realized why I have been sick this past month with Mercury… I have developed a expensive habit - I need to be out of Singapore every now and then!
Frankly speaking, I don’t recall falling sick during any of my overseas assignments, despite harsh, cold weather, long, tedious working hours or days without proper meals…
Will plan a few trips after the busy months of Oct and Nov. Get different kakis for the trips.. Lynn and Isaac to BKK/Taiwan etc… Ethan and Gerald to Bintan for skiing, The Fabulous Penguins (aka blue gingerians) to a nice Resort.. if they have the time… And Mercury’s 1st staff vacation… ~Oh Right!~
To kick-start things..I am going Johor for wild shopping and glorious seafood with Hweelim and Ong today… Weeeeeeee

Have a fabulous time at Que Pasa with Mercury last night…. It’s Ally Farewell Dinner. I laughed so hard till tears fell and throat went hoarse… With my new Polaroid camera, we took some nice shots.....

A Brief Robinsons Romance

Been sick again.. (Ya.. AGAIN!!) But with so much gentle, loving care from my family and friends, they made it almost bearable. I am back on my sturdy feet within 2 days.... : )

Boy.. was I glad that I managed to get well, regaining colour on my then pale face in time..
Am having an early morning meeting with the Robinsons at their Centrepoint store (we are organizing a Ladies Night for them). Saw Daniel Boey with a bunch of stylists at the Store too. They were here to select the clothes for the event’s fashion show. I gave a quick, casual-looking scan at the group..
Then I spotted him… the guy whom I’ve been ranting about in my blog.

Goodness.. You have no idea how healthy I felt, right at that moment… *giggles hysterically*

He smiled and said hi with a look lingered on, oddly long. As he went about his work and I continued my walkabout-meeting, it’s quite an intriguing feeling to discover that every time we were near, our eyes would meet and smiles lit up.
I would like to tell myself that I have his interest, judging from the way he looks at me and how prompt he responds to my ‘signals of distress’….. But...
Who really really can be sure about such - when you are so into that person and everything he did - seems to be to your advantage? I guess the term - ‘blinded by love’ comes in as a good explanation.
Well, we never have the most convenient time to even have a quick 5 sec chat, despite chances of meeting. The event at Robinsons next week doesn’t look promising as well.. as I’ll be the project coordinator running around madly and he will be doing the speedy changing for 10 models with 4 sets of clothes… : (
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Missing Ethan loads.
He’s in Eastern faraway land for the past 2 weeks and will only be back at the end of this long October…. Actually it’s really not that bad… We have the much-trusted-and-definitely-can’t-do-without communication tool –MSN, which allows us to update each other with happenings and seek a listening ear anytime….
Frankly speaking, he have been telling me.. his little escapades… those tempting romance proposals… didn’t astound me at all. He was equally nonchalant about my tales in Singapore too…. We, at times, seemly too alike in loads of ways… just that he’s always the rational twin between us.
Mr Ethan Lee! Stop calling me Samantha, idiot... I’m not a player like her nor do I have a soaring libido! You ah!! Remember what I warned you about sex… heh heh.. Please take care of yourself. Come back safe and speedy!

Blue Ginger Night out

By the time we found a club that allowed all of us (age ranging 19 to 30+) in… its already 1am… And at this hour, The Ladies toilet was the hottest place in Double O with longer queue than a betting outlet on Saturday….
Reason being –“Passing Out parade” out in the cubicles, human purging in progress… quite chaotic situation inside… just in short of hair pulling brawls.

Drowning 4 shooters at a go tarnished my much self-proclaimed “I can never get drunk” declaration. That’s our 1st round of drinks.. and I’m already fucking high…but still sober enough to be aware of what happening. But I must admit I need a little walking aid from Dan and Howie..

Beside the quantity of alcohol in your body, your emotions also determine the height of ecstasy you wish to sought.. When you are sorrowful, even a dash of vodka can send you crumbing at your feet and sobbing like a baby.
Last night, I was a deliriously happy drunk with that burning alcohol in my body and a reason that can’t be possibly written down on this blog. Only Ethan knew why.

Sometimes, I wondered when if I sent out ‘Oh ye… come and dance with me” vibes to people, subconsciously. My clubbing nights always ended with recollections of dancing with strangers intimately, almost too sensual at times. (And yes… people still teasing me about my pole dancing stint in Hong Kong).
Disco dancing’s most heightened state is when you are way past your inhibitions.. You let yourself flow with the music…. You pay no heed to the sniggers or astonishment from fellow dancers.. *haha* Dancing can be such a release from the seriousness of life we are leading.. I don’t really like dancing. I rather sit and watch but once I get into the mood and when people started coming up to me.. I’m practically sashaying my body like…*gulps* a slut… *shakes sober head in disapproval*

But really, it’s all for fun.

Last night, the dance floor was crowded, hot and stuffy.. so suffocating that I was grasping for more air… (are they saving on the electricity?) Then memories of Kym once fainted due to insufficient air on the dance floor, surfaced… I got scared and walked out to have a breather. Must be looking terrible or pale.. cos Howie who was accompanying me; kept asking am I alright. How ironical ~ I ended up taking care of Howie when he ‘tried’ to send Reena and me back home. : p

It's really an enjoyable night. Am looking forward to the next gathering with the Blue Gingerians..(namely Alan, Dan, Howie, Reena and Kenneth)
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There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Are you friend of Moët?

Stranded alone at Thumper. Goodwood Park Hotel.....
Anxiety. Guests were filing in at my reception desk and none of Mercury staff was here to help out….
Grateful. Yus, Thumper bouncer and Bob, Event photographer were doing their best to help me in controlling the situation.

When guests arrived…
“Hello!! Good evening.. Welcome to La Promenade! Can I have your name?”
Search for names among the bloody small-print list in near-darkness…

“Let me put this around your wrist… It’s for entry purpose.”
Put wristband over….

“Can we take a picture of you infront of the photowall?”
Bob took picture of guests

“Oh, let me take a Polaroid shot for you to keep as a memento…!”
Took out Polaroid camera and shot…

“Thank you… please proceed inside… Go beyond that black curtain.. !”
Points to direction…

We are supposed to have a receptionist …Polaroid-taking model and usher.. Now I am basically trying to cover all duties all at 1 go.. while the other guests stand in queue, waiting and watching me perform the amazing antic….again and again....

So much so that when Tanya Chua arrived…and headed straight into Thumper dancefloor without me knowing it. Bob nudged me. I ran after her; brought her into Party area, stick the wristband over which she complained (jokingly) that it did not match her outfit... -_-"

It was a glamorous event that brought the media, celebrities and Moet’s high-valued guests from place to place for dine, wine and party (total of 4 F & B outlets)… A tricky task for logistics planning but it could fare better with organized planning. The entire office was running around Singapore to search for props and last minute solutions to pending crisis... It was madness.. Total chaos..
I knew that my colleague (the main coordinator) was feeling miserable about it. But in a good way, it was a lesson to learn from ... both him and the rest of us..
Nevertheless, despite the hicks, the guests enjoyed themselves immensely.. Do look out for news coverage over CNA or publishing media... Moët and Chandon ~ La Promenade

And you know what else I have gained from that night? An exclusive experience of being a Club bouncer, upfront… hahaha… which subsequently the next day, the girls commented that I was suitably qualified to be a Door Bitch…
Haha.. I am pretty sure I’m not up to it - at all... You need the looks.. that bitchy attitude to be one….. To turn away people that you feel that they are not fitting to be in the club… Erm .. can never pull it off. Not my cup of tea….

On a last note: Really appreciate the help from the supportive and wacky Thumper staff…. Have a great time at an event… Again.. : )

You Fool!

For some reasons, people have been confiding in me lately, as if I’m some kinda love guru.. Well, I’m not (maybe just a veteran….heh heh… ) Should my one-cent worth advice make things worse than it is now…
HELLOO Friend! Follow them at your own risk. Don’t come finger-pointing hoh… I’ll bite them off!

The astounding truth of all times - most of the people who called in Ashley Agony Hotline were my GUY friends… Erm… Beside the obvious surge of Gays, are we having more SNAG now?? Oh my god…. Ladies, do you know what that imply?

Soon, there’ll be no more Prince Charming…. We’ll be looking at Prince Fragile for the rest of our life… The ‘Mr please don’t break my heart’ *Frantic screams…*

Come on guys. Get real. When the girl is not interested…. It’s so damned obvious. If we think that you are the ONE… do you think that we will let you slip through our fingers? NEVER….!

I think you guys watched too much TVs… Those Korean or Hong Kong dramas… they are not meant for close reference.. Really…
Yello!! Come back to Earth, please...
The girl of your dreams ain’t gonna fall deeply in love when a) she realized that you have waited for her all these years, b) Suddenly discovered that you two actually do meant for each other.. c) Fell deathly sick and was touched that you still stay by her side..

Ask yourself – If she decides to be with you on account of pity or guilt, do you really want that?

Not meaning that she is so damned heartless or whatsoever - but woman has natural instincts and guideline when it comes to matters of heart… You may be a great catch but mutual chemistry to a woman plays a big factor as well (and many many factors….).

Stop moaning over her.. Stop putting your life on hold. Stop being such a love fool.

Move on and start your life anew. You are missing out all the fun and adventures that Life has planned for you. Should she, one fine day, really starts to feel for you… congrats… You have won the fair maiden’s heart like a knight, like a hero…Fair and Square.
Should you find someone along the way that truly appreciate and care for you… treasure that precious finding….

She’s yours, forever and truly.

“I need to check your ID”

This is outrageous. Absolutely insulting. I am already damned 25 and have to be checked by the bouncer - where Double O’s minimum age entry is 18years old???
What’s more infuriating was that I was singled out from my group of friends.

Am so used to people commenting that I look hell young. Jeanette the new colleague took on the Mercury’s traditional age guessing game on her 1st day. Like all others, the bet was on me as the youngest and Jasmine the oldest. The truth was that Jasmine was only 22 and I’m already on the run of 5 yrs to stage of the big 3. The game always results in great exasperation from the two of us.

I’m NOT flaunting my ‘youthful’ look. Am fully aware of how women will kill for a face that does not betray their age. But having a baby face (aka Gin Na look) did not really do me much good now. Sigh. The injustices I suffered cos of it, I guess only Guifang and Shufen can really understand what I mean (strangers have mistaken Shufen as an unwed teenage mom).

Speaking of which, have a marvelous time with the girls last night. Have not seen them for more than a year but I feel right at ease with them despite being absent from their gatherings for years.

Updates:
Shufen (married, 5 months pregnant, working in SPH),
Guifang (just broke off with boyfriend, working in Accounting Firm)
Guoting (getting married next year, working in bank)
Qishuang (long-term relationship, working in bank)
Huimin (long-term relationship, working in Starhub)

Met their boyfriends the same night too, which I discovered a trend. Whoever ultimately will be forever with us, will be in great contrast from those guys we been dating. You may be dating ‘bad boys’ or hunks all the while… but the one holding your dainty hand down the wedding aisle is an average Joe. But it is only him that can provide us with the care and commitment, the one who make you loved.

Having said that, I didn’t mean that ‘bad boys’ or handsome guys cannot be the one for us but my statement actually sum up a good life theory ~
Life will not measure up to whatever your expectations are. Learn to flow with it and derive greater contentment.

When young, we have been searching for our Prince Charming with all the desired qualities. We want the perfect job we been daydream of. We want the perfect family. We want perfect friends. But as we get older, we realized that life isn’t that straightforward and compromising.

I admitted it. I have the tendency to go for the ‘bad boy’ types. I have wanted to be teacher (so can get gifts on Teacher’s day mah…haha…*just kidding lah*). Wanted to grow old with my dear friends like Wenliang, Janice and gang. But things just didn’t work that way.
My relationships didn’t last. Have taught in Kindergarten for a year and found that teaching was too stagnant and boring for my liking. Distance caved in between that group of friends and me as the years passed by.
But I’m living and coping with these. Life is teaching me lessons slowly and throwing hints on which of my dreams are achievable. So, here am I, with a change of taste in men and a fascinating job.

P.S: Vinz, no need to see picture of that guy I’m gaga about lah. I shy to take picture leh.. Let me paint a picture of him.
A clean-cut chap with a charming smile and positive attitude in work. Not a stunner nor a looker but the way he conducts himself - confident and charismatic, definitely a subtle yet lethal weapon of attraction....

A night at Raffles Hotel

I saw him again at the show last night.
He walked over to me, asking if I’ve seen Daniel or the 2 ushering models. He remembered my name… Can’t wipe that silly grin off my face with him around. (Can’t stop gushing to Ethan about him neither… Ethan merely just answered – “Siao Cha Whore” and said I need a social escort now… to release myself)

Hmph! *angry* Shall continue my gushing on my blog!

Hmm.. where were we? Oh.. I love the way he assured me that the cue I gave him was right (Daniel wanted me to give them a cue when to come out.. ambiguous instructions… the models ended up standing outside the door, waiting for 30min… : p )
Like the way he fussed over models’ outfits when they getting ready for grand entrance (Did I mention he’s a stylist?).

Sigh….. *with contentment*

Such a motivational factor in days of Mercury… You’ll get to see eligible bachelors in those exclusive events Mercury organised, not forgetting those high-profiled and colourful personalities in the society. Jasmine, my cute colleague and I have already locked on our target of ogling… but at times subject to changes… heeee….

Nevertheless my little obsession of him triggered the curiosity of my colleagues… they were all crowding into the models’ changing room to catch a glimpse of him… With the assurance from a gay colleague ~ he DOES NOT emits any gay vibes!

Have fun at the function last night…. Jen the photographer took surprised shots of Mercury staff - laughing our heads off…. Poor Jas - who was camera-shy, have to keep her head down at all times from Jen’s intruding, fast snaps… haha… It have become Mercury’s favourite game to see who can get a good shot of her….! Have 6 glasses of the bubbly - got me high enough to be crazy…
Ash and Wen En
Jeanette, Ally and Ash

However at the end of the night, the fact that Ally is leaving the company and this will be her last event left last night parting a bleak and gloomy one…. I'll miss her badly when she's not with us anymore.....