You will get where you need to go when you are meant to get there and not one moment sooner. So relax, breathe, and do your best and be patient.
Forget about the real deal. You don’t find it. It finds you.
It’s been a while since I’d been soooo contented after a meal. Salt Tapas & Bar was absolutely amazing, very good sister of Salt Grill & Sky Bar. Evonne, Jamie and I had dinner there tonight. We didn’t manage to make a reservation and the wait was about 45 minutes and Evonne and I were so hungry we almost settled for Menya Ramen, which, while good, would in no way have been as amazing as Salt.
We ordered the
And because Wednesday is Ladies’ Night, each tapas dish we ordered came with 2 cocktail coupons, redeemable for either a sangria or a martini. (And if you really wanted to go wild, you could exchange 3 coupons for a mojito!)
The company was great. I really missing hanging out with them in London. And the food was exquisite and sorely missed. Dinner came to just under S$40 per person (because we had 8 drinks on the house). Make a reservation. OMG it’s so good.
I think that perhaps live, laugh, love should be my life moving forward instead of fuck that shit because I don’t think I can be a cold hearted uncaring bitch. Sometimes it’s exceedingly difficult to love and believe and hope and I just hope that there’s enough in me, around me for me to keep going.
Some day. One day.
Most people don’t recognize opportunity because it comes disguised as hard work.
I picked this book up from Books Actually some time ago. I’d originally wanted to do a model a day but that didn’t happen. A colleague saw this book on my desk and thought I’d borrowed from one of the other strategists but no, it’s mine; I think I’m a lot more strategic minded, insightful and thinking than my role requires me to be. It’s one of the reasons why I’m questioning this so much.
So as I was thinking (strategically) about making a particular decision, I started mapping possible outcomes to a specific scenario I had in my mind. If this model is sound, (and this is why life is so scary), for something to happen, making a helluva lot of assumptions about probability and distribution, there’s a one in four chance that what you want will happen, and a three in four chance that it won’t.
But the beauty (and scariness) of life is that it is unpredictable, isn’t it?