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Whoops... I certainly have been neglecting my blog for the past month. So I came back to enjoy the comforts of my home in Singapore, and have been slacking ever since. Played mahjong and poker within the family (I discovered I'm a terrible poker player...I can't lie and I don't have a gambler's luck?), and then flew to Hong Kong for Christmas for a change. One of the most memorable days there was when we went to Ocean Park. I know... it's targeted primarily at kids, but still, it feels a little like reliving childhood, only that I was probably too afraid to try anything when I was young.

I have been feeling that I should make better use of my time this holidays but I haven't taken any concrete action yet. On New Year's Eve I went to Chijmes to check out their salsa party with Ks, only to discover that most people there aren't really dancing salsa. It wasn't quite like what I had imagined it to be, but that is to be expected... somehow I didn't think that the salsa community in Singapore had become that large over a year. The other more interesting activity I've engaged in so far was to help a friend out in her short film by acting... But I got a homosexual role. Haha... it wasn't sleazy or anything, but I was happy that it helped to dispel my former belief that I'm the worst actress alive ;P

Visited a friend's pet shop, called Fur Kids, located in the Thomson area yesterday with Kelvin. It was quite a lovely place that makes one feel at home. There, we chanced upon a vet who promoted the benefits of becoming an entrepreneur while being a vet or even as vet students. Honestly, the money aspect of it sounds very tempting, especially since everyone knows that vets don't earn much money just by doing the regular clinic job. Makes me wish I've got more business acumen. Sure, I think I can come up with the ideas, but I lack the aggressiveness! Perhaps I should take up some tribal course to "unleash the PASSION or FIRE" in myself... haha... The image of dancing round a fire wearing only loincloths and noisy trinkets while whooping high-pitched cries just popped into my mind.