鸡毛蒜皮

有没有觉得大学毕业了以后，生活中的事情就变得很琐碎？就好像是下了课没事干的家伙四处闲晃--除了薪水数字游戏，好像少了些目标，理想。所以我完全能理解为什么连鸡毛蒜皮的小事，都有可能被无限放大。小时候，总是无奈爸妈“处处计较”。在学校，与朋友相约互相叮咛彼此，千万不要落入"Corporate Bitch" 行列。但是，在极其无聊的日子里，似乎决心有点动摇了！！我不要！！！

Happy CNY~~

This entry comes as an uber belated one, one entire month post Chinese New Year. But well... I came across these photos and was reminded of my little cheeky happiness. Happy Chinese New Year everyone. I am however, kind of concerned about having to turn 24 end of this year because I clearly remember that when I was 12, and my cousin was 24, I was there thinking to myself "How come my cousin sounds so old". Must have slipped my mind that I will have to turn 24 one day too huh.

But wells. TADAAAA.. see my hand drawn cards below~ I am somehow damn proud of my doodling! These are not all of course.. some of the pictures are missing in action.

Anyway, for the new year, my wish is to stay healthy and fit, engage my mind by learning a language/doing CFA, save up for MBA program and... learn from my mistakes in the past years so as not to do hurting things again! Tan Wei Ling shall become a sophisticated female with substance:)

Data Profiling

I think I must have been surprised, that there are people out there, who categorizes their friends into "Profile-groups", meaning "xxxx is high profile, yyyy is low profile. I think high profile people knows high profile people while low profile ones know only low profile ones". I didn't find the need to argue, but I thought to myself that this seemed contrary to the very definition of being 'high profile'.

High profile people are to be known by ALL people while low profile ones are known only to their own circle. And therefore, the point is that a high profile person cannot be high profile only because he thinks he is-- and 'blame' the others for being too low profile to not know him--because that just shows that he is clearly not high profile enough.

That aside, I am just shocked at anyone even categorizing others based on their profiles because I guess there are characters out there who are more discerning about friendship. I am not the most "high profile" person that I have known, but I am very proud of my friends, of the friends that they have made and of the life they are carving out for themselves.

Each to his own I guess.

My "Speed-dating" Experience

There were alot of food, alot of talk, alot of people. Nice people I must add. I must admit that it was a little overwhelming, with the number of people I was meeting and the information load that refused to be retained in my head. This was a total speed dating experience, although I must admit to never attending one.
The hotel is a nice place, right across a brightly lit shopping mall. It made me feel safe, wandering about alone. I ordered room service for the first time and it was wanton mee with a tiramisu as dessert. I wished there was someone I could share my excitement about room servicing with at that time.
I promise to enjoy it more, with a bit more zest and a little more energy;)

Chapter 1

Words do matter. I realised, and am relieved, that the first chapter of my work end well. Despite the initial guilt and uncertainty towards leaving, the positive feedback from my supervisor, well.. ex-supervisor to be exact, made me feel that my time had been well spent and my contributions felt. For that, I am certainly grateful for the nurturing environment. Oh mans~ I just do LOVE projects, and the team that comes with it.

Having been described as responsible (even during notice period), careful, detailed, having initiative, is a team player, pulled the team together and did a good job..and is the type of people the company needs... I just feel obliged to document this right here. On my blog.

I acknowledge that I do like consulting.

Reading List:

The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
DILBERT'S Guide to the Rest of Your Life by Scott Adam
Jia-- a novel on North Korea by Kim Hyejin
Korean Customs and Etiquette by S.M Yang
In Grandmother's House-- Thai Folklore, Traditions and Rural Village Life by Sorasing Kaowai & Peter Robinson
TAXI!-- Cabs and Capitalism in New York City by Biju Mathew