De one with Being Frank

Jason's Frank day

Nothing could feel more nostalgic of heading back to Changi Airfreight Centre to see the client (slightly) more than a year ago. The unforgettable pain of depriving my wallet of around 90 bucks just to bring myself to and fro. The unchanged practice of requesting the cabby to stop at the pass office, then exchanging IC to get my visitor's pass and going back to the cab again.

The uncle, one of the staff there, recognised me, mentioned a year seemed to passed so rapidly and before you know it, another year's audit has commenced. "So fast" was the exact word he told Cecilia, the accounting staff.

Only difference was there were new staff. 2 of them. And I brought Ellyana, my colleague there, brief her what I knew from my previous year's (audit) encounters. Did some clarification on all the possible matters (tax & audit) by talking to Cecilia on Elly's behalf.

It was nice... more of a re-kindred kinda feeling actually. Evening we left around 6pm, my cab drove me to Bishan J8 where I "da bao" Yoshinoya for dinner and got "oyster mee suah" for ah-ma.

The night is completed with meeting Mohan at Starbucks, Thomson Plaza. The female staff recognised us. Lol. We didn't chat much. Tonight would be the last time we'll be meeting until my exams are over.

Speaking of the devil, it's starting to bug me. Exams are drawing close. In another month's time, I'll be battling 3 examinations which are just 2 days apart from one another. Faint. Looks like the mugging have to start, reluctantly.

I pronounced today as Jason's Frank day. Critically due the events which follows. Firstly, I text Clara, telling her I wouldn't dare ask her out anymore. She asked me why. I replied: "Rem Clara ther was once during JC Community Involvement Programme at Orchard? I nearly wanted to quit bcoz I couldn't get any passerby to fill up the forms. Underlying principle is Jason don't like to be rejected when I take the initiative to ask people for anything. I end up feeling dejected, disappointed. And I start thinking why nobody does likewise for me. Perhaps no one bothers, hence I give up trying."

- Sounds like some sensitive, petty guy. That was not intended when I typed the message. I just.. can't stand having to get myself rejected too many times. I bet you'd have agreed one should move on if our attempts prove futile? Or our efforts are not paying off?

Secondly, I declared that my spoken-english ain't prefect. Ought to work towards speaking better english so I could be better understood and develop confidence in return.

Oh boy.. jason, jason, it's been a frank day.