Been sometime since I last posted anything.
I just really want to note down some thoughts.
Don't you think that some songs can just be attributed to some people?
Like specific people?
Like I really really like the song The Man Who Can't Be Moved by The Script.
The song gives me chills, like this feeling.
A feeling tied specifically to this song.
It brings me all the way back to the time when I was with Wei Lun.
I was happy.
I admit, I was in love.
Just that I loved HY more.
Keyword: loved.
Ahh HY.
I'm glad you're past tense.
I spent so much time, effort, energy, etc etc letting you go.
I finally see the light.
We were happy, but I was your parrot.
Back to songs,
Yeah. People-specific songs.
Just the way you are by Bruno Mars, so Kris.
Bad Romance, BY.
Solo by Iyaz = Jayden
Sometimes it's just can't be explained.
Back to The Script.
That song gives me this empty but yet calm feeling.
On a good day, it's a great song.
On the other hand, that song can send me all the way to yellowlight mode.
Aside from that.
Let's talk about recent life decisions.
I've made up my mind to do accounting now.
Meaning, letting go tourism.
I was completely fine with it at first,
questioning myself, WHY DID I CHOOSE TOURISM?
As in UQ, not TP.
I would never regret a single moment in Sg.
Then, I remembered.
That was my passion (as much as accounting).
The energy, the movement, the people in a hotel or tourism industry always fascinate me.
I did so well in my internship.
I looked forward to go to work.
I worked extra hours willingly.
That drive, is gone.
Reality caught up with me.
That industry, that I was so passionate about 2 years ago,
will not earn me enough money.
Enough to show everyone that I'm a successful person who never failed her parents.
The only way is through accounting.
Something I always knew I'd do one day in my life.
I just thought I could buy myself sometime and really enjoy my youth.
Apparently with an ambition, I can never have the best of both worlds.
I will always remember the days where I check in hundreds of guests.
Where my fingers type in the cheatcode Ryan thought me in entering guest credit card details.
I smiled and look at everyone of them, fulfilling all check in criteria.
That feeling when a guest leave and say THANK YOU KELLY!
I will miss you, my dream.
We're just not fated.
One day, when I have enough money,
I will reach my dream by opening a small boutique hotel with a nice cafe.
:)
