30 Days, onwards.

31st July 2014.

The day that marked the end of my job period with Linkz Event. We had a celebration for a colleagues birthday, as well as a farewell lunch for me. It wasn't a grand big thingy, but it's the thought that counts. It felt good knowing that I played my part well and that they thought of having a farewell lunch for me, even though I was only with them for 3 months.

The Linkz Event family =)

Thinking back, I couldn't really recall much about how hard it was when I first started working at Linkz. Trying to get used to the time schedule, office conduct, workflow and system. But after a week it didn't seem to matter anymore. I got used to the office, and slowly got comfortable. During my time with them, I learnt more than what I first expected when I took up the job. I learnt a thing or two about running and managing an event, how to secure sponsorships, and overseeing the running of the event on site. Even though I was a graphic designer, they gave me the opportunity to learn outside of just my profession.

I was given an experience into what the working world was like. The office never really felt like an office. My colleagues were always helpful and fun to talk to, even though work is work and play is play, and we balanced between those two, they always gave pointers when I had questions, never answers. "That's how you get to learn." They would say, to which I agree. We had company trips, as well as lunch outings. Those were fun times, as I got to experience what they meant by "After office hours bonding".

Now, I'll be preparing for my next hurdle. Further studies. Thank you for the great referral letter and thank you so much for everything. Short as 3 months may be, during my period with Linkz Event, I've overcome and learnt a lot.

Much love, such touching referral letter. =')

Next up, in 30 days, onwards to degree studies. I'm so pumped.

Cheers~

Vincent

7 days to go

*blows dust off this place* Wow, it's been awhile. I'm surprised there are still people reading this not-very-active blog of mine. Thanks for the...readership I guess? 

So yeah, a few posts back, I wrote about getting three offer letters from three different universities and colleges that I have applied to. Finally made my choice about a week back actually, but I didn't have time to talk about it. I'll get to why later. 

Decided on Swinburne University of Technology, Sarawak. Reason was because they made me an offer I could not refuse(no, not really.) The offer letter that came in was for Multimedia Design, and I was given an exemption of 12 subjects, making my study duration 1.5 years. Don't ask me, I have no idea how this thing works, but I'm just glad I got an offer letter. Seems like I would be starting in September, which is kinda just a month to go. I'm actually pretty excited because this is a new experience for me to be alone and manage myself in a foreign place. Might miss home from time to time but oh well, can't always be too dependant. Guess my parents trained me well during my college days to source my transportation and everything else (almost did everything myself). I was pretty lucky too to decide early, cause I snagged myself a good deal on the flight ticket there (Air Asia promo :D). Yeah, I'm going alone. So August would be a lot of packing getting some important items, gonna get most of the daily stuff when I'm settled down over there though.

So yeah, why was I so busy? Work. It's finally coming to an end. Soon. 7 working days really. That's just a week to go. Time sure flies and without really keeping track, I've already been in the company for close to three months. I will really miss the place, because the working environment and my colleagues were really helpful and always helpng me grow. I've learnt a few things about working life while with them, and though there were some stressful moments, the outcome at the end after a project was worth it. I joined the company for the experience, and I got what I started off aiming with. Rushing and tying up loose ends before I leave at the end of the month, completing the major artworks before handing them over to the next designer to ease her burden (responsibility, in-grained into me). Also the reason I'm up at 2.15a.m today. Double checking some of the assignments and artworks that are close to completion or completed.

Most importantly, I really thank them because they were there to keep my mind off things and made me focus on what was most important at hand, the job and priorities. For that, I will always be thankful to have learnt from them.

Till next post (If I have something undust this place with)

Cheers

Vincent Loke

Life and Nature

Hello to all the unknown and known people out there who still, somehow, sometimes, check up and reads the stuff that I post. I know you're out there. *does the I'm watching you thingy*

Life has been good to me lately, or maybe I'm focusing a lot on the good side. Just went on a company trip to Ulu Yam yesterday for a BBQ picnic. So, where is this..Ulu Yam? Truth be told I have no idea either, except that it's close to Batu Caves. It's one of those nature getaway spots that let's people enjoy nature. Playing in the river, escaping from the cityscape, that sort of thing.

Back to the main topic, BBQ. Yeah, so a bunch of us went all the way there and had a BBQ picnic, and it was awesome. For one, have you ever had a BBQ-on-water? Yes, you heard me right, and it literally means that. BBQ. On. Water. Here let me show you.

While most people are concerned about keeping the charcoal dry and the flames going, we at Linkz Event, try to do things differently. We challenge the two elements to present this, BBQ-On-Water experience. Totally worth it. I met a whole bunch of new people, made friends and ate lots of good stuff prepared by everyone. Yeah, the food selection was kind of a potluck thing, but I'm not complaining. Food was great!

LINKZ FAMILY!

 We had an awesome time at Ulu Yam. Even learnt a new thing. Cooking bacon in a tin foil. I must say, it tastes so damn satisfyingly awesome.

Just look at it. Swimming in it's own sweet fat juices. Makes me drool just remembering how good it tasted. *drools*

Anyway, till next time people =)

Cheers,
Vincent

P.S: Compulsory photo if you're at a river.

King of the Rock. Totally.

Decisions, decisions

The week has been tough. Work has been fun, but tough at times. It's to be expected since, this would be my final month working in this company as their Graphic Designer. No, I did not get fired. In fact, three sort of good news came in the form of emails. Which brings me to the point of the title. Decisions.

Offer letters/ credit transfer application results came in. Swinburne, KBU, and INTI. After about a month of waiting. I guess, good things come to those who wait?

Now all that's left is for me to decide on which offer to accept.

Decisions, decisions indeed. While rushing all the final artworks to get them done by middle of July so that I can leave work in peace to further my studies. It's only early July, but it seems like August is gonna be a busy month for me.

Cheers~

Vincent

To memories, to possibilities, to future.

[This is gonna be one of the longest post I've ever did. Be warned]

Recently, I've been watching a few on Wong Fu's short videos. Even repeated some of them up to 20 or so times. For some reason some of the videos just felt relate-able to me. The few that really caught my attention was 

"Somewhere Like This"

"Two After Noon"

"Strangers Again" (Director's Commentary)

"Shell"

Probably the few that really got me through my depression stage.

15th June. That's today. This date and a few others are a significant part of my life. How so? They're just dates, how can numbers be anything? Well, it's because this "numbers" have a meaning to them. Maybe that's something about me that's a bit of a good thing, and a bad thing at times. I put meaning into a lot of things.

It was this date two years ago that I met her. We met and things just happened and we clicked. That was the start of one of the greatest moments in my life. We got together, we got to know each other, we learnt about each other. We spent time together and almost everyday, we would talk and ask about each others day. It was a great feeling, to love, and be loved. We shared almost everything with each other, no secrets, no lies. Just understanding. We had our occasional fights, but we always made up with each other. There was the occasional cold wars, but we still apologized to each other and we easily made up with each other. I guess I was a bit difficult to handle at times. But throughout our relationship of a year and nine months, we had more ups than downs. The times we spent together, the commute that I took to meet her everytime, whether it was her place or university, even though both of which took two hours, it was worth it.

I remember the day I introduced her to my parents, they took an instant liking to her, although firm with their point of concentrate on studies before relationship, they liked her nevertheless. I got introduced to her family as well, went on a trip together. The moments we shared together while working on our hobby, cosplaying. She was the first that made me go through so much and do so much as well as grow so much. Together, we learnt and faced so much. I was there for her when she was at her lowest, and she was always there for me when I was at my lowest. We were almost perfect for each other.

The only thing that wasn't was probably our timing. For awhile, for a long while in fact, the moments, the times were right. Close to a month before we broke up, I admit that I was being a bit difficult. I was at the point where I didn't know what I wanted to do and things was just going downhill around me, I may have took it out on her a bit, but she was there encouraging me while being busy with her own studies. To the point that I guess, it got too much to handle. When I found out she was thinking about "breaking up", truth be told, I was hurt. I always thought that we would work things out together, that we can face anything life throws at us. 

I tried everything I could to show her that there was an alternative, that there was a way to work through this but I slowly came to accept the fact that, it wasn't right for me to force someone to stay when they didn't want to. I guess you were right when you said that we were young, that there was still so much ahead of us. So when you made your choice, it just wasn't right for me to hold you back. I truly believe though, that while we lasted, it was love and that I truly and full-heartedly loved you. 

You said you wanted to focus on your studies and get a degree. I'm sure you can achieve that. As for me, I should concentrate on completing mine. We both agreed that we would stay friends, though awkward as it may be at first.

All I can do now is to wish you all the best, as much as I want to be there for you every step of the way as you were for me, I can only do so as a friend now. If you ever need some supportive help, I would be there for you as a friend.

Will we hate each other?

This  was taken from "Strangers Again". Something that I hope we can both understand if you end up reading this. 

"I think that if life separates us, and we end up in totally different places, I'd always remember when our paths aligned for this period in time. And I'll be thankful. And I'll hope that, wherever you are, you'd be thankful too. I think that's the best we could wish for." 

I just hope you wouldn't hate me. It's time I let you go. "Keep the memories, but let her go. If things were meant to be, it will happen" they say. I guess that's what I will do. So this "Box of Memories" of mine, I would cherish it.

I'm jut glad we both ended it on mutual, good terms.

And that's the best I could wish for.

Thank you. For everything. 

"You will always be the Yuna to my Tidus."

Hope that everything will work out in the end, someday, somewhere.

Officially 31 days.

This place has become where I pour myself out. I'm lucky I guess, not being one of those popular most read blogs.

It's been 31 days since that day. The day we went from "relationship" to "friends". I've been drowning myself out with work just to get over the feelings. Yes, I won't lie that it hurts. Especially when I'm alone, and there's nothing on my mind. It's then that the memories come back. I miss her, miss the things we did together, miss the times.

But I know I'm hanging in there. It's not the end. I just hope that the day would come when I can finally pen down the eulogy to our memories with a neutral, nostalgic, casual feeling. Understanding that life comes first. Priorities change.

And that day might come soon.

I'll be fine.

Acceptance, Hope, and Possibilities

So it has finally come to a close. A separation. We both go out separate ways with the mutual agreement that, right now, we have other priorities in life. I was glad that it ended on good terms. I'm not saying it doesn't hurt, but we managed to work this out. 

The times we've had were great. With more ups than downs. We both understood each others perfect imperfections. Putting smiles on each others face, being there for each other, sharing ideas and thoughts. I will miss the company, I will miss the touch, I will miss the embrace, I will miss the warmth. I let it go not because my feelings faded, it hasn't. Rather, because the feelings were strong that I wanted her to explore the world, see her possibilities, and achieve what she can. I'm sure she thinks that of me too. There was so much that I wanted to say, to hold her back. But that would only be selfish of me. She meant so much more to me.

She's seen me at my lowest point. She's seen my dark side. She's seen my vulnerable point. My flaws and imperfections. Time would heal I know, and during then, I would improve on myself. I would achieve what I can. Reach for the furthest I can go. So that someday, if our paths crossed again, she would see me at my best. This period, I am glad that we both agreed to salvage what we had and try being friends. The memories would serve as a stepping stone to improve myself.

I would miss her from time to time. She would meet other people, learn new things. I would probably think about her from time to time. But I know that, I have to work on my flaws. At my age, I believe I have a vague idea of what I want in life. When my personal well being is taken care of, then I may, pursue her again. I might not, but I might.

 

I have hopes. Hopes of possibilities.

 

 

P.S: I'd be there if you need me. For I made a promise. A promise at the resting bed of a significant person. That I would be there for you as long as you need me. Maybe not as intimate as before, but a listening ear, a shoulder for you to lean on, a relaxed moment of laughter, a back for you to hide behind, and someone who understands you without needing words.

It's never the end till you're six feet underground.