prexypinoy to the world

Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement to make: “I have tendered my resignation. “ Excuse me as I grew silent and seemingly frozen in a corner of the office. My mouth wanted to ask so many questions as it is so sudden and unexpected but my mind cannot process my thoughts neatly. I stayed shut. She then said “ My last day would be 1 month from now.” The room feel so stuffed all of the sudden. The air is dry and the music that has been playing since morning seemed to be mute. I did not hear anything aside from the word “resign” I like this boss. She backed me up a couple of times, listened to me in my faintest voice. Encouraged me, almost in days that I want to give up. SHE is a FAVOURITE. All I can remember is her being kind to me. When people spoke Chinese, she would always translate it for me so I can join conversations. Sometimes, I get so immersed with my duties that I forget that there are people around me, and she’d call my name perhaps telling

What if I move in to New York? And my mind goes overdrive. You see, when you’re someone unattached, you begin to consider random seemingly wild ideas. “What’s there to lose anyway?” , says my right brain. “What if?” , agrees the left. While the two are in agreement,  I wanted to check how it goes beyond my two eyes… So I spent a day observing how the system works, how the people seep through the crowd and emerging later to subways. I spent my day, trying to connect the dots, mentally computing salaries in lieu to expenses. I hung  out to places where most people have their usual coffee/cigarette/lunch breaks. My initial observation made me conclude that Singapore and New York is so alike in so many ways. People always come and go, there’s always this rush and to be able to survive, you need to have the stamina and the energy to go through heights. One thing that made me love New York is the freedom. The diversity is just too strong yet, there is harmony. I l

I think I already figured it out. All the while I was confused what it meant to have “empire state of mind”. Was it just being in New York and feeling like a true-blue new Yorker? Was it the exhilarating of being on top? Or does it go beyond that? Walking on the streets of New York, felt like walking on cloud nine. I know it sounds OA for some, but for me, every travel is a dream come true. New York is a city with far too many colors--- The place, the culture and the people. I’ve spent days just wandering around (and by wandering, I meant by feet). I’ve been to random streets and realize that I am just few blocks from Serendipity. (I love that movie anyway) I have been lost, to the point of desperately searching for a wifi hotspot so I can check MAPS. (and some MAPS take you further from your destination). I have alighted in a wrong station (nevermind, let’s do this). I have learned that 1 Mile is 1.61 kilometres and not 10,000, by heart. (thanks Auntie for dri