History is the fiction we invent to persuade ourselves that events are knowable and that life has order and direction.

So how? If cannot get approval, means cannot go out for tender leh.

I thought incredulously to myself: You are joking. The tender was confirmed to be on Monday. Our drawings and documents are almost ready, and you're telling me we cannot go out for tender?!

Forgive my crude language and analogy.

Telling us that we cannot go out for tender with the scheduled date so close, is a bit like having sex.

You both are having a good time romping the bed, sweating and doing the horizontal lambada. Then, when you're close to an orgasm, your partner tells you:

Oops. We were too hasty in the beginning. Lets put on a condom for safety's sake.

Except that when your sex session ends, it feels a lot better as compared to the real-life situation of the tender is released.

Things you should always consider before making a decision.

When you’re great, people often mistake candour for bragging.

Viwawa. Is. Farking. Addictive. (-.-)

I’ve been disempowered! My centering, self-actualizing anima has been impacted by toxic, co-dependent dysfunctionality!

During this year's Chinese New Year, we went to a temple to pray. While doing so, an auntie mistook my youngest brother as my son.

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During one of my project's meeting, we were chatting with the cilents. One of them asked me, "So how old are you? 30?"

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After another one of my project's meeting, i decided to have dinner with one of my peers, who is and looks like a middle-aged woman. The waitress at the restaurant mistook me for her husband.

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There have been so many incidents of people mistaking me for being vastly older, that its not even funny. I think for each project that i'm currently handling, it adds two years to my appearance.

So, all in, that makes me look like a hundred-and-forty-seven years old. Sigh... (-.-)

Any suggestions?

There’s no sedative like seeing a tiger lying in the sun.

You can blame almost everything on jet lag.

Such as the inability to count.

Or the feeling that everything moves so slowly.

Or the inability to guard people in mahjong.

Or the laid-back feeling without any sense of urgency.

I wonder if you could blame your love life on jet lag.

They say the world is a stage. But obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines.

The things which i found out when i got back from Down Under include, but is not limited to the following:

1. Each time i stay with Caffeine Addict and Big Banana, i'm always subjected to menial labor. When i graduated and on my last day in Australia as a student, i helped wash the car. This time, on my last day of my one week break, i helped them to move house (I know Caffeine Addict is gonna kill me for writing this, but its true mah >.<).
2. It feels much better to walk in Sydney than to walk in Singapore. Perhaps the air is fresher, or there is a right mix of people and cars. Whatever it is, it just feels better.
3. There is a certain association with Caffeine Addict and Big Banana, with Korean food. Mix at your own risk of a veryveryveryfull-bulging-almostgonnaexplode-tummy.
4. There is also a certain association with Caffeine Addict, Big Banana and our other friends, with camping outdoors. I thought the camping for 2 years in National Service would have cured all urges to do so in the male Singaporean population. I know it did for me.
5. After a long discussion with Caffeine Addict, perhaps i should start thinking of extending my horizons. Not everything is what they seem. I will ponder on this.
6. I'm still in a hazy dream-like state, hallucinating that i'm still in Australia. Please bear with my intoxicated ramblings.
7. A good book can really sustain me. I can go without food, water or human contact, totally absorbed and engrossed in the imaginative world weaved by the book.
   
8. I found out that my boss postponed a company dinner, just for me to return from my break. It was initially scheduled on Friday when everyone could be present, but my boss chose to postpone it to Monday when i returned. I'm speechless.
   
9. The two boxes of chocolates and three containers of nougats which i brought back for my colleagues yesterday, are almost all gone. All within one working day. I think my present company of approximately 20 employees, has an appetite of approximately 200 employees. I need to bear this in mind when i go on holiday next time.
10. I'm still in a hazy dream-like state, hallucinating that i'm still in Australia. Please bear with my intoxicated ramblings.