I had my dark beer.

I was again so tired chasing people, talking to people all day, and I had to write one story while half-listening to the panel discussion at the conference. I’ve been on my feet for more than 8 hours.

My colleagues from HK and I finally decided, enough is enough. Singapore is boring. So we went back to our respective hotels to change from our business clothes to something more casual and met at Chijmes to have drinks.

And have chili crabs. Or pepper crabs. Or whatever, I don’t know the difference because I can’t eat crab. I had kangkong sambal and so sad sweet and sour pork… Because I’m allergic to crustaceans or else I will have anaphylaxis. 🥴 I lead a sad life.

Nah, that’s just drama. It will take more than this to get me drunk. 🤣 Believe me. Three shots of Patron and I was still normal.

Ah another day of hard work tomorrow.

I woke up at 6 am so I can start preparing for my Ms. Universe pageant, as I call my networking events. Had tea and instant cup noodles because I can’t be bothered to go outside for a proper meal. I just needed some carbohydrates to last me the day because in networking events, I barely eat.

All I do is talk and be charming. And get info.

So now I have two stories I need to write down. If I find the time to write them. 🥴

Anyway, just as I was about to leave my room, I noticed that my new dress had split a seam on the shoulder part. So I had to quickly change clothes 🤦‍♀️

A lot of GPs, LPs, fund of funds, family offices, etc. Moreso tomorrow, which is a bigger event than the one we organized in July.

I started talking to people at past 8 am, got back to my hotel for a bit (about four bus stops away) to get more business cards because I realized the stack I brought with me were not enough. 🤦‍♀️

I stopped at 7 pm because my throat could no longer take it. My legs, too. I’m just too tired. I’m supposed to attend the awards dinner but they couldn’t find my name on the list despite being registered by my colleagues. I finally had the perfect excuse to go home back to the hotel and rest. 🫠

Good thing I brought a lot of Strepsils and Bactidol candies for my throat. My capacity for talking even astounds me. 🤣 One company I had been covering had a presence there and I told their rep that ohhhh I know you guys pretty well. You were bidding for this and this and you have some pending xxxx with yyyy. He laughed and said you have a photographic memory and I wish I have that. I said, in my line of work, it’s a requirement because how else can I gather the things I need for my stories? 😬 And I featured one of your companies. “Yup, I read it,” he replied and I said, “You don’t have any complaints?” Nope, he said. Oh good, I said. This is one of my worst fears when I talk to the people I write about, I told him.

So I have five pending interviews/requests for connection and some more introductions for my contacts, because that’s how I am generous with them. That’s how I keep relationships.

I bought dinner from Plaza Singapura because I don’t have the energy to eat in a restaurant. I just want to put my feet up, have a very hot shower, and retire early.

And a lovely tea pack from one of the booths at the conference.