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Here goes, the continuation of yesterday���s random rants. Actually felt poof-ed asleep on the laptop soon after. So there were some FNinfilanbvliabvlisabv words like that on the screen in the morning. Sleep is erratic and little. Get back at nearly 12am, out by 630am. Weary body, energetic mind. Met the entire Aussie team in 2 weeks back to back. Drink sessions were WAY too much. Almost half of the boat quay belt both front and back has been frequented by us these ten over days. Its an average of two bars a day. I don't understand the purpose of bar hopping when we can sit comfortably at one bar? Instead of hopping around? Once i suggested.."hey why dont we go coffee bean?" Got a strange look in return..haha..This is pretty straining on the body, but I really cannot let go of the chance to meet so many new people in a more relaxed setting, talk to them, learn more things. Get name cards, build contacts. I really regretted not making the most out of Citibank the other time, and im not going to let this slip by again. Got to be AGGRessIVE. Rarrr...haha..anyways..One more week to go before this horse carriage turns pumpkin on me. Next week is like Farewell week. It's puzzling to me that instead of one single gathering, i have three seperate dinners with three groups of colleagues. Coincidentally, they sit near each other too. Is the faction THAT bad???

Yesterday was the end of the channels event. It was at the A*Data storage Institute, very clinical, technical, mathematical haven. Felt quite stupid in contrast to all that. So on the first day, which was two days back, 26/7, I doubled up as the tourguide and picked ten over guests from the hotel to head to the office. A full introduction of Singapore, garden city, tourism board emblem, the merlion, esplanade, lau pa sat..blah,..many many more. (Quite ironic that later in the day, a particular somebody became the toilet caricature of a certain half-fish-half-lion spewian.) Ailan wasn���t there, so I was basically left alone with people whom I never seen before. It is quite intimidating to have 30 pairs of sleepy eyes looking at you at 7am in the morning. Smiled like the courtesy lion and tried my very best to be genuinely delighted, not deranged. Succeed I supposed.

Was living in the textbook chapter called "Motivating Channel Partners", cause indeed it was. Got in touch with some of the sensitive issues like the OEM conflict and how protective the partners are to their end users.Interesting. Let me digress abit. FYI, do you know that the lamb is the ONLY animal that does not retaliate no matter how hard you whack it? It just bleats and go MAaaaaahhhh..and when you cover its eyes with a black cloth, Sheep thinks, "ooh, bedtime!", and drops dead. When you remove the blindfold, Sheep goes, "ooh, rise and shine!" And starts frisking around. You literally can pull wool over their eyes. Aand wait. Why am i saying all this????

On a sidenote, today���s event at Level 69, Equinox was quite a blast. The setting looked so different from the last time we went for a look see. My fave is Conrad. It is reeking utter slickness. Fullerton has this bourgeoise feel, Raffles is very old-schooled; they are still using the chandelier-ed lightings in their meeting rooms. Pan pac is quite typical, like Meritrus mandarin, cant really tell the difference. I think the Equinox's positiong, (both "feel" and the height of it) is in full tandem with Brocade's IT positioning in the SAN industry. Post event had us adjourning to new asia. So it was good, it was sponsored by Netapp. They have a drink called the cuban Mohito. It is deceptively smooth, deceptively potent. It is actually a concoction of mintleaves in lime, with barcadi and rum. They go to lengths to suss out the flavour of the mint, roll it over the lime and strain it with the rum, top it up with ice. Very light but really STRONG. am quite surprised really. Lots of pple. Here I must thank Weixiong who helped us for a day prior to the event. How we roped in Wx to help is a long story. But he was really such a major help.

Seems the notion of Love can blind one from all the flaws of the other. Until it reaches a stage where one feels shes the luckiest mother hen on Earth, and the other, the luckiest cockaroo of the troop. Actually everything here will pass, best friends will become good friends, good friends become friends, friends become accquaitances, soon before long, you don���t even realize the existence of each other. And the opposite cycle begins. That���s the beauty of life, to have some doors closed, and to have the key to open another. It is sad to see the camaderie flown away. The best thing to make out of this is that something better must be flying this way. Actually, hmmm, feels abit stagnated.



I was home at 9 plus, and it feeels GREAT! I am SO not looking forward to school, the dread is in the bones. WHAT TO DO...SIGH