Did you just call me... B-LOB?

Just like that, two months has flown by since I went for my first LOB Tioman Trip aboard Beach Boys.

But it's never too late for pictures, especially when it was one of my best dive trips EVER.

So here goes!


On the very treacherous wooden-planks-with-a-few-missing-planks jetty which we had to walk over in almost pitch black night.
The view onboard the deck of Beach Boys.
The dive site for our checkout dive on Saturday morning.
Our impromptu snorkeling excursion
Enjoying the sunset
Donut games on the deck, courtesy of Andrew
They dumped me in the ice-box!!!
We talked... we laughed..
We suntanned...
We visited the outer reefs ofTioman...

We chilled under the stars...

We hung out our wet gear to dry under the blazing Sunday sun
WE HAD A RAWKING GOOD TIME.

In fact, staying on the live-on-board for two days and two nights have left me with no desire whatsoever to go back to the island. Nay, if I could, I would stay there. For good. Surrounded by my closest and best friends and my beloved sea and my drug, nitrogen. Wouldn't that be The Ultimate?

**She is exhausted from walking around in heels the entire day**

The Broken Egg

I closed MY VERY FIRST PRINTER ORDER last Friday,

Eighteen June Twenty One Zero.

Just so ya know, the feeling is awesome. :)

**She had a great time celebrating 'surface interval' with the Blue Reef gang at ICB**

Emo Defined.

Some days, the mood strikes. 

The sky above is cloudy, blue, serene..

yet the waves below are angry, churning, tumultuous..

and you feel like the helpless little boat caught in between,

towed along by forces beyond your control...

You've got so much to say...

yet the words never actually reach your lips... 

Your thoughts run along, linked one to another like a daisy chain...

You type out the words...

stare at the black marks on a white screen...

and then hit the delete button..

You don't want to talk...

You don't want to havta explain yourself...

You just want to withdraw away from everything, 

drown out the world for a few golden moments...

So you put on the headphones and turn up the volume...

and tear apart the individual phrases of a song, 

lending the lyrics a definition all your own.. 

And as the storm within echoes into stillness with the song's final drumbeat...

The vividness returns to the pictures your eyes are taking...

You pull off the headphones...

Take a deep breath...

And are ready to face the world once again. 

Picture Credits:  Hadrie Salim

**Her love for imagery was not drowned by her busy schedule...it simply took a nap** 

The School of Hard Knocks.

Today I attended "How to Cold-Call Lesson 101" in the School of Hard Knocks, led by experienced lecturer Serene K.  It was a hands-on case study, and I learned many things. 

I learned that different approaches worked for different customers. 

I learned what was the length and breadth and height of several office buildings. 

I learned that parking your car for 3 hours in town area can cost more than $10.00. 

I learned that you can see 15 customers in one day, and not have a single 'good' one. 

After having toes that are sore and cramped from a full day of being in heels. 

After walking from Equity Plaza 

to Samsung Hub 

to OCBC Centre 

to The Arcade

to Clifford Centre

to Hitachi Towers

to Singapore Land Towers

to Chevron House

all in one everlastingly long afternoon.

After changing ID for visitor's pass countless times at security counters. 

After finding out that a bag with a sales kit, notebook, and street directory can weigh more than a ton, especially when hanging from your shoulder for more than 6 hours. 

But most importantly, I learned that in sales you will have good days and bad days, and what matters most when you are down is...

HOW SOON YOU BOUNCE BACK UP. 

It's not always easy, but I'm sure it can be done. 

It WILL be done. 

Or i'LL DIE TRYING. 

**She enjoyed Sofra's Turkish food tonight with the rest of her Fantastic Four**