Gl’amour girls’ night at Timbre
The times where we play, learn and grow together
From the JC kids we once were to the ladies we are now

ANJ Dance Event
While everyone else was mugging and preparing for the final stretch of the semester, yours truly was out with MK & Soy working at the ANJ Dance Open House event. The various dance demonstrations inspired me – a self-confessed dance idiot with 2 left feet – to want to give dancing a shot again. Time to get myself back in shape, maybe some booty exotic! Videos of the different types of dance that will set to get you grooving on the dance floor !!!
Latin Samba
Paso Doble
Jive
Argentine Tango
amazing footwork
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The final paper on Thursday marked the end of my university days ( also, my life as a FT student ). Somehow, the “unofficial graduation” from SIM didn’t hit me as hard as back in sec sch/jc. Honestly, “indifferent” would be the right word to describe how I felt … For one, the previous semester was spent abroad and I was kinda missing-in-action for this semester as I only had 1 last module to complete ( which i fucked up real bad anws). Besides, SIM was, to me, just a venue where classes were conducted … More importantly however, were the interaction with fellow peers and the friendships fostered over the years. 2006 was thrilling, exciting to say the least … from the first person I befriended during Orientation ( Jane dear!) to the late night outs obsessing over WC’06 to having to overcome anxiety attacks by undergoing more presentations than i ever had to previously; 2007 – generally, the most bleak. Made new friends with the juniors as I was the OGL during orientation. Having to crawl on my fours during the steep hike up the rocks at Rainbow Falls. 2008 – the year where I started thinking more seriously about my career options and made the decision to work PT in addition to tuition. Another significant highlight that goes without saying – the unforgettable semester over at UB. Above everything else, here’s the bunch of close pals ( plus, Christine/Krystal/Cherlynn) whose friendships Im so grateful for. Without whom, my uni years wouldn’t be as colorful and memorable – entertaining “xoxo gossip”, ODAC M’sia hiking trip, paintball, “Prison Break” fiesta, World Cup 2006 Fever, chalet, dinner outings and the many laughter that we shared. For all the projects, bitching, politics and challenges that we went through together, we survived through our degree course and are progressing on towards the next stage of our lives … Till our official graduation in July, peeps!


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Over the years, I have learn that it is too easy to identify oneself to details of our existence ( ie. study, work, being a parent). The ’serious’ goals that I was striving for in the past year were: Excel in studies and graduate w honors. Intern in a field of related interest to gain exposure. Fulfill my dream of studying overseas. Checked & done. Now that school can be considered as part of my history, I’m actually feeling a tad lost and directionless. Lost in the sense that I’ll be having losta free time at hand and thus, am spolit for choices as to what I wanna do next. Alas, the “holidays” mood has yet to kick in as I’ll still be interning till month’s end. So, the last bit of work responsibilities comes first.
Spent many days discussing with baby, my mum and a couple of gfs regarding post-graduation plans, which is basically either: To stick to the practical and pragmatic route of finding a job straight away (esp, during such turbulent times) or to take an “infinite” vacation first. The “kiasu” spirit in me had me sending out resumes about a month back and going for a couple of interviews … 1 was a scam, 1 which i did well but the job wasn’t what i was looking for, 1 which i really wanted but screwed and another; awaiting for results but there’re many strong candidates up against. On the other hand, the “true” me just wants to relax and take the time to pursue other interests and goals. One advice that remains the same across all my working friends is that we’ll be working for the next 40 yrs, so what’s the hurry to embark on something that’ll eventually take over our lives? And it’s essentially true as once we start the ball rolling, it is easy to fall victim to work and success … career being synonymous with establishing our identity. After much deliberation, I think Im gonna settle for the “frivolous route” of taking a short break. Definitely, it’s a risk I take having to start later than the rest, but it’s a decision I shall live with. If I dont take this chance, I might just regret it down the road. Life is but a series of moments.
So far, i already have some of my days ahead planned out. MUST practice French. Volunteer for AFF. If time permits, maybe to hone my swimming skills so that i can start learning scuba diving soon. Travel is a must (!) for an addict like me, but all plans have been vague and unfirm. So many places to choose from, all of which i WANT to visit, experience and explore. A stroke of coincidence strikes as baby will ORD in slightly less than a month’s time too. In other words, it’s gonna be the “last period of calm before the craziness” for us as we both embark on a new journey together. Looking at visiting either P. Rawa or P. Besar for our next beach getaway !




















