Until recently, I never knew there are so much details to look out for over a simple Chinese dinner. When Dentist Woo Woo told me about the subtle political moves, I didn't think much of it. Thankfully, I was brought up relatively proper, I knew my basic table manners for a Chinese dinner. Nerves still had a good hold of me but it was a mere fraction of what I went through when I first met with Moody Penguin's parents.
Upon reaching the venue, I immediately knew I was badly dressed even though there were no specific dress code. It was still Chinese New Year and the restaurant was looking like someone just spilled the same red paint all over their patrons. I came from work and had a meeting earlier that day. So a safe colour from my wardrobe would be all black. Without much colours in my closet, there was very little I could do to add more colours to myself even if I had wanted to. To be frank, I did put thought into it. I just couldn't find anything reasonable smart for work and they're not in black or white.
What are the right things to say became whole new knowledge. The general guidelines doesn't work here and the high level of superhuman powers to watch our language has just elevated itself. Nothing was safe to talk about and given the super ability to shoot off my mouth, I almost died trying to hold my tongue. Was told to be natural. It was 90% natural but the 10% was creeping forward as the dinner progressed and ironically, the more comfortable one gets, the more you find yourself watching over to avoid accidentally tripping over.
All in all, better be safe than sorry. A happy camper I am for now.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Kong Hei Fatt Choi
If you're wondering why I haven't posted for the past few days, it was public holiday over here in Singapore and a major festivity for Chinese all over the world. It's the Lunar New Year or the Chinese New Year. Celebrations in other parts of the worls can span over 2 weeks since technically, there are 15 days of Chinese New Year, 3 more than Christmas! All Chinese would rush home during this season to spend time with their family. The most eventful getogether would have to be the Reunion Dinner. As the name goes, it is a time when all family members return home to have dinner on New Year's Eve. In Singapore, most families would prepare hotpot (commonly known as steamboat in Singapore which would leave alot scratching their head thinking how does these Chinese serve a marine vessel on their dinner table..?) It has also become comfort food for many Singaporeans especially those living abroad. I can still fondly recall my last Christmas in New York in the middle of freezing winter, we were all seated around a little apartment stuffing our faces around the steamboat.
On the first day of Chinese New Year, we would visit and greet our elders and in return we receive a little token wrapped in red paper or envelopes called "Hong Bao" in Mandarin, "Ang Pow" in Singaporean terms due to our mostly Hokkien/Teo Chew heritage or "Lai See" in Cantonese. That was also part of the reason why most kids love Chinese New Year. On top of that, hosts would usually prepare a huge array of snacks and candies. A winner with the little ones. If you're unmarried, you still qualify to receive ang pows but you would probably have given the biggest one to your parents so that are substantially less attractive in terms of relative monetary gains. However, it is believed that the auspicious words/phrases you receive from your elders when you greet them would bring you good luck and whatever that they wish you, would have their likelihood to fulfil in the coming year. So the progression from greetings like "Kuai Gao Zhang Da" (grow up/taller fast) in the younger years, to "Xue Ye Jin Bu" (great improvements to one's studies), till "Shi Shi Shun Li" (sail through things with ease). To our elders, we would usually wish them great health like "Shen Ti Jian Kang".
The night before Chinese New Year which is the time after reunion dinner, the younger generations in the family would try to sleep as late as they can as this custom known as shou sui. I don't intentionally try to stay up late but it's a time of "serial gambling" with family or friends so that makes Dad happy.
This year wasn't that exceptional. Visitations were still done during the first 2 days albeit alot less gambling took place. Or shall I say, not yet! Coming weekend would be a continuation over the unwelcomed 3 days break from the festivities. It's been good so far. How was your Chinese New Year?
On the first day of Chinese New Year, we would visit and greet our elders and in return we receive a little token wrapped in red paper or envelopes called "Hong Bao" in Mandarin, "Ang Pow" in Singaporean terms due to our mostly Hokkien/Teo Chew heritage or "Lai See" in Cantonese. That was also part of the reason why most kids love Chinese New Year. On top of that, hosts would usually prepare a huge array of snacks and candies. A winner with the little ones. If you're unmarried, you still qualify to receive ang pows but you would probably have given the biggest one to your parents so that are substantially less attractive in terms of relative monetary gains. However, it is believed that the auspicious words/phrases you receive from your elders when you greet them would bring you good luck and whatever that they wish you, would have their likelihood to fulfil in the coming year. So the progression from greetings like "Kuai Gao Zhang Da" (grow up/taller fast) in the younger years, to "Xue Ye Jin Bu" (great improvements to one's studies), till "Shi Shi Shun Li" (sail through things with ease). To our elders, we would usually wish them great health like "Shen Ti Jian Kang".
The night before Chinese New Year which is the time after reunion dinner, the younger generations in the family would try to sleep as late as they can as this custom known as shou sui. I don't intentionally try to stay up late but it's a time of "serial gambling" with family or friends so that makes Dad happy.
This year wasn't that exceptional. Visitations were still done during the first 2 days albeit alot less gambling took place. Or shall I say, not yet! Coming weekend would be a continuation over the unwelcomed 3 days break from the festivities. It's been good so far. How was your Chinese New Year?
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Yacht For Sale
Some people's idea of a high life is probably like a jetsetter and there are many in this world who owns their very own jets. Take for example, John Travolta is a big fan of planes and he lives in a "fly-in" home with his own runway right at his doorstep called The Jumbolair. Others love to spend their free time cruising on the ocean. Saw this piece of news today and thought it would be nice to share. I had a bit of a giggle when I first saw this piece of news...
The Iraqi government's attempts to sell a luxury yacht that once belonged to Saddam Hussein have foundered.
Despite features including a missile launcher and operating theatre, no-one was willing to pay $30m for the 82m (270ft) Basrah Breeze.
The vessel, which will be towed back to Iraq from Europe, also has an escape tunnel leading to a mini-submarine.
Baghdad officials have blamed the global economic slump for their failure to find a buyer.
"The Iraqi government decision to bring the yacht home will spare Baghdad the possibility of facing other claims and saves it docking and crew costs," a government statement said.
"The Iraqi government will not be able to sell the yacht in the current circumstances with the world dealing with the financial crisis."
The yacht will now be towed from the Greek port of Piraeus back to Basra province, the government said.
Iraq decided to sell the yacht late last year after it won a legal battle with a Jordanian company over its ownership.
The vessel had been expected to sell for about $30m, but brokers warned that the "Arabesque" decor would not suit all tastes.
It had been decked out with mahogany carvings, gold tap fittings and brightly-coloured deep-pile carpets.
The yacht, originally called Qadissiyet Saddam after a historic Iraqi military victory, was built in a Danish shipyard in 1981 by workers who were sworn to secrecy.
But, despite its luxurious facilities, Saddam Hussein is never thought to have stayed on board himself, fearing political instability if he left Iraq.
So for most of its life the Basrah Breeze, which was also known as the Ocean Breeze, was moored in Saudi Arabia.
Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/middle_east/7842954.stm
Who the hell has got a missile launcher and operating theatre on their yacht? It's for sale though. So if you're keen... Just thinking aloud - What would the Singapore government think if this yacht is docked at Punggol Marina?
The Iraqi government's attempts to sell a luxury yacht that once belonged to Saddam Hussein have foundered.
Despite features including a missile launcher and operating theatre, no-one was willing to pay $30m for the 82m (270ft) Basrah Breeze.
The vessel, which will be towed back to Iraq from Europe, also has an escape tunnel leading to a mini-submarine.
Baghdad officials have blamed the global economic slump for their failure to find a buyer.
"The Iraqi government decision to bring the yacht home will spare Baghdad the possibility of facing other claims and saves it docking and crew costs," a government statement said.
"The Iraqi government will not be able to sell the yacht in the current circumstances with the world dealing with the financial crisis."
The yacht will now be towed from the Greek port of Piraeus back to Basra province, the government said.
Iraq decided to sell the yacht late last year after it won a legal battle with a Jordanian company over its ownership.
The vessel had been expected to sell for about $30m, but brokers warned that the "Arabesque" decor would not suit all tastes.
It had been decked out with mahogany carvings, gold tap fittings and brightly-coloured deep-pile carpets.
The yacht, originally called Qadissiyet Saddam after a historic Iraqi military victory, was built in a Danish shipyard in 1981 by workers who were sworn to secrecy.
But, despite its luxurious facilities, Saddam Hussein is never thought to have stayed on board himself, fearing political instability if he left Iraq.
So for most of its life the Basrah Breeze, which was also known as the Ocean Breeze, was moored in Saudi Arabia.
Story from BBC NEWS:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/pr/fr/-/2/hi/middle_east/7842954.stm
Who the hell has got a missile launcher and operating theatre on their yacht? It's for sale though. So if you're keen... Just thinking aloud - What would the Singapore government think if this yacht is docked at Punggol Marina?
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Old Chang Kee - The Love & Hate Relationship
For the benefit of those of you who doesn't know Old Chang Kee, it is a chain of outlets in Singapore selling deep-fried snacks. The one thing that made them really famous must be their curry puff enveloping the most juicy mixture of potatoes and chicken (with a tiny slice of egg) ever. Needless to say, it is a guilty indulgence after it's been through the evil deep frying ritual having the puff soak in some super hot unhealthy oil. Still, many follow the smell religiously and before they know it, all the weight losing program will have no whatsoever effect on them anymore.
Curry puff is probably one of the favourite snacks of Singaporeans. The preference for different "types" of curry puffs vary from person to person. Some love the thick crust, some love it thin. Some love the super spicy ones, others love the tuna filled ones. For myself, the Old Chang Kee one is good enough for me. Although I must say, A1 curry puffs come a close second but because they do not have as many outlets and aren't as accessible, they are unable to share the trophy position with Old Chang Kee. On top of that, Old Chang Kee also has got a huge array of other "poisonous" choices. My personal favourite got to be the Deep Fried Squid Head. Absolutely heavenly. Sometimes I wish they are less oily but heck!
On bad days when I lose my appetite for lunch, my tea break will consist simply of 1 Old Chang Kee curry puff and 1 squid head. Nothing more nothing less. Anything more would be giving my heart the one big reason why it should die on me. Anything less is just unsatisfying. But one thing I really hate about them... Well, the fault lies in me actually. I'm totally useless when it comes to resisting temptation and even if I'm feeling bad, I'll succumb to it as if my knees are jelly. Nuff' said...
*Started to walk to Old Chang Kee
Curry puff is probably one of the favourite snacks of Singaporeans. The preference for different "types" of curry puffs vary from person to person. Some love the thick crust, some love it thin. Some love the super spicy ones, others love the tuna filled ones. For myself, the Old Chang Kee one is good enough for me. Although I must say, A1 curry puffs come a close second but because they do not have as many outlets and aren't as accessible, they are unable to share the trophy position with Old Chang Kee. On top of that, Old Chang Kee also has got a huge array of other "poisonous" choices. My personal favourite got to be the Deep Fried Squid Head. Absolutely heavenly. Sometimes I wish they are less oily but heck!
On bad days when I lose my appetite for lunch, my tea break will consist simply of 1 Old Chang Kee curry puff and 1 squid head. Nothing more nothing less. Anything more would be giving my heart the one big reason why it should die on me. Anything less is just unsatisfying. But one thing I really hate about them... Well, the fault lies in me actually. I'm totally useless when it comes to resisting temptation and even if I'm feeling bad, I'll succumb to it as if my knees are jelly. Nuff' said...
*Started to walk to Old Chang Kee
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
家后
I have never been emotionally close to my Mom since I was a kid. My grandma was my pillar of support and I'm quite obviously, a Daddy's girl. Recently, I begin to see so much of my Mom's flaws in myself and that isn't making my life any better. Realisation is only the beginning of a long journey ahead of me.
Throughout the years, especially during the bad times when Dad could barely support us (my hamper delivery experience would say alot but that's for another day), Mom never left the family. Having gone home one day to see them scream and shout at one another, makes me dread going home but that scene never quite appeared again. After that episode, they made the extra effort to not turn things ugly before the children's eyes. Only long after I grew up, I found out that the things that they argued about was even uglier. These belong to the past which I do not wanna dig out and launder.
My Dad is a traditional Chinese man and would want to do his best for his children which he rarely fail us. Even if it means he has to give us all he's got and left with nothing for himself, he would do just that. I have very great respect for this man who means the world to me and made me what I am today. Although I was forced to be independent, I'm still thankful every single day of my life that I was brought up that way.
Mom on the other hand was milder and more of the "educator" than "disciplinarian". By reasonable standards, considering that I was caned by Dad on a regular basis, I should be really close to my Mom and love her to bits, I still can't help but feel detached from her. In a way, I think I'm too defensive of my Dad. But in recent years, I can slowly see why she did certain things. That didn't made me love her more but made me see how much she loves my Dad. Even till today, my Mom is so emotionally attached to my Dad, you start to see the little sacrifices she made in her little life. We always say "Behind every successful man, there's a woman." In my parents' case, that sentence is a testimony.
Of all the bad things I picked up from my Mom, I also found myself to be really tolerant with things and issues around me over the past few years, with patience you can never imagine me to have. Hot temperament is one that I inherited from Dad and that never quite gone hand in hand with patience and tolerance. But circumstances does change someone and after observing my Mom, I doubt it came from the circumstances. I could see those traits in her that I see in myself. She can be a little short in her temperament and lacks tact in her words... Or am I describing myself? For almost 30 years, I know it hasn't been easy for them to walk together and I know had she wanted, she might already have abandoned us all too long ago. She hung on and insisted on holding onto the family because the last thing she wanted was to watch us grow up in a broken family.
I know she loves me just because she's Mom but I know, to my Dad, without her, life will never be the same again and he'll never find someone who will love him as much as my Mom did, does and will continue to do so until God calls for them.
有一日咱若老 找无人甲咱友孝 我会陪你
(有一天我们若是老了 找不到人来孝顺 我会陪着你)
坐惦椅寮 听你讲少年的时阵 你有外摮
(坐在长板凳 听你讲着年轻的时候 你有多厉害)
吃好吃丑无计较 怨天怨地嘛袂晓 你的手
(吃好吃歹无计较 怨天怨地嘛不会 你的手)
我会甲你牵条条 因为我是你的家后
(我会紧紧牵着不放 因为我是你的妻子)
阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年跟你跟甲老
(我将青春嫁给你家 我从年少跟你跟到老)
人情世事已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要
(人情世事也已经看透了 还有谁比你还重要?)
阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹
(我的一生奉献给你家 才知道幸福是吵吵闹闹)
等待返去的时阵若到 我会让你先走
(等你回去的时候若到了 我会让你先走)
因为我会呒甘 放你为我目屎流
(因为我不忍心 看着你为我流眼泪)
有一日咱若老 有媳妇子儿友孝 你若无聊
(有一天我们若是老了 有媳妇儿子来孝顺 你若是无聊)
拿咱的相片 看卡早结婚的时阵 你外缘投
(拿我们的照片 看以前结婚的时候 你有多英俊)
穿好穿丑无计较 怪东怪西嘛袂晓
(穿好穿歹无计较 怪东怪西嘛不会)
你的心我会永远记条条 因为我是你的家后
(你的心我会永远的记住 因为我是你的妻子)
阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年就跟你跟甲老
(我将青春嫁给你家 我从年少就跟你跟到老)
人情世事嘛已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要
(人情世事嘛已经看透了 还有谁会比你还重要?)
阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹
(我的一生奉献给你家 才知道幸福是吵吵闹闹)
等待返去的时阵若到 你着让我先走
(等你回去的时候若到了 我会让你先走)
因为我会呒甘 看你为我目屎流
(因为我舍不得 看着你为我流眼泪)
Throughout the years, especially during the bad times when Dad could barely support us (my hamper delivery experience would say alot but that's for another day), Mom never left the family. Having gone home one day to see them scream and shout at one another, makes me dread going home but that scene never quite appeared again. After that episode, they made the extra effort to not turn things ugly before the children's eyes. Only long after I grew up, I found out that the things that they argued about was even uglier. These belong to the past which I do not wanna dig out and launder.
My Dad is a traditional Chinese man and would want to do his best for his children which he rarely fail us. Even if it means he has to give us all he's got and left with nothing for himself, he would do just that. I have very great respect for this man who means the world to me and made me what I am today. Although I was forced to be independent, I'm still thankful every single day of my life that I was brought up that way.
Mom on the other hand was milder and more of the "educator" than "disciplinarian". By reasonable standards, considering that I was caned by Dad on a regular basis, I should be really close to my Mom and love her to bits, I still can't help but feel detached from her. In a way, I think I'm too defensive of my Dad. But in recent years, I can slowly see why she did certain things. That didn't made me love her more but made me see how much she loves my Dad. Even till today, my Mom is so emotionally attached to my Dad, you start to see the little sacrifices she made in her little life. We always say "Behind every successful man, there's a woman." In my parents' case, that sentence is a testimony.
Of all the bad things I picked up from my Mom, I also found myself to be really tolerant with things and issues around me over the past few years, with patience you can never imagine me to have. Hot temperament is one that I inherited from Dad and that never quite gone hand in hand with patience and tolerance. But circumstances does change someone and after observing my Mom, I doubt it came from the circumstances. I could see those traits in her that I see in myself. She can be a little short in her temperament and lacks tact in her words... Or am I describing myself? For almost 30 years, I know it hasn't been easy for them to walk together and I know had she wanted, she might already have abandoned us all too long ago. She hung on and insisted on holding onto the family because the last thing she wanted was to watch us grow up in a broken family.
I know she loves me just because she's Mom but I know, to my Dad, without her, life will never be the same again and he'll never find someone who will love him as much as my Mom did, does and will continue to do so until God calls for them.
有一日咱若老 找无人甲咱友孝 我会陪你
(有一天我们若是老了 找不到人来孝顺 我会陪着你)
坐惦椅寮 听你讲少年的时阵 你有外摮
(坐在长板凳 听你讲着年轻的时候 你有多厉害)
吃好吃丑无计较 怨天怨地嘛袂晓 你的手
(吃好吃歹无计较 怨天怨地嘛不会 你的手)
我会甲你牵条条 因为我是你的家后
(我会紧紧牵着不放 因为我是你的妻子)
阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年跟你跟甲老
(我将青春嫁给你家 我从年少跟你跟到老)
人情世事已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要
(人情世事也已经看透了 还有谁比你还重要?)
阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹
(我的一生奉献给你家 才知道幸福是吵吵闹闹)
等待返去的时阵若到 我会让你先走
(等你回去的时候若到了 我会让你先走)
因为我会呒甘 放你为我目屎流
(因为我不忍心 看着你为我流眼泪)
有一日咱若老 有媳妇子儿友孝 你若无聊
(有一天我们若是老了 有媳妇儿子来孝顺 你若是无聊)
拿咱的相片 看卡早结婚的时阵 你外缘投
(拿我们的照片 看以前结婚的时候 你有多英俊)
穿好穿丑无计较 怪东怪西嘛袂晓
(穿好穿歹无计较 怪东怪西嘛不会)
你的心我会永远记条条 因为我是你的家后
(你的心我会永远的记住 因为我是你的妻子)
阮将青春嫁置恁兜 阮对少年就跟你跟甲老
(我将青春嫁给你家 我从年少就跟你跟到老)
人情世事嘛已经看透透 有啥人比你卡重要
(人情世事嘛已经看透了 还有谁会比你还重要?)
阮的一生献乎恁兜 才知幸福是吵吵闹闹
(我的一生奉献给你家 才知道幸福是吵吵闹闹)
等待返去的时阵若到 你着让我先走
(等你回去的时候若到了 我会让你先走)
因为我会呒甘 看你为我目屎流
(因为我舍不得 看着你为我流眼泪)
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Happiness and Smiles - So Nice
I might have wrote on this song before but given my current frame of mind, I might have different things to blog about. Titled "So Nice", this bossa nova number definitely has more than one available rendition but my personal favourite is that of Stacey Kent's. To me, you know when you have found the one when you can relate to what the song has to say. Very simple things in life yet tough to seek. Here's how the song goes...
Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
And be a team with me
So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I'd find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me
Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give his heart to me
Someone who's ready to
Give love a start with me
Oh yes, that would be so nice
Shouldn't we, you and me?
I can see it will be nice...
As human beings, we're not perfect as much as we aim to be better than the person we are today to be the person we will be tomorrow. It's through difficulties and tough times when people cling to one another for support and just by having the other person hold your hand and walk down the trees of fall with leaves falling in shades of sepia. We could choose to see it as dying leaves or picture perfect. It was definitely a moment that could determine a lifetime. It's the willingness to be there for one another whether if times are good or bad which brings us to the marriage vow - "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." Very simple words, in the most layman terms, holds the most complex and hardest to grasp and fathom, the meanings of life.
The constant doubts rooting from the many evils of life cast onto whatever that may seem like a strong bond may just destroy what essentially is, but a happy concrete block of human connection. Solution is something I do not have because doubt is one I cannot rid of. When in doubt, we seek perfection. In absence of perfection, we crumble. Often, we fail to see, there's no such thing as perfection in human nor in their connections. We may err but may we forgive or forget. That is actually a choice, one we often deprive ourselves from.
Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after. Henry David Thoreau
Many ran the rat race hoping to achieve smiles but little do they know, they have lost more along the way. It is quintessential for us to know that smiles not only brightens your day but they are your eventual goal. Do not run away from it for you will live a life less fulfilled.
Too much thoughts... Too much.
我这幸运儿合着眼睛只得你沉重的身影
如果这记忆非爱情连天都不会太高兴
莫非可终身美丽才值得勾勾手指发誓
对你不止感激敬礼当你知己才是虚伪
我这幸运儿幸运到一转身找到你来为我打气
如果可抱起这爱情连天都会替我高兴
因有自信所以美丽使我自卑都放低
在半空之中亲你不管身世
Bits of the song I've been listening to these couple of days...
With my inadequate language translation, I will not attempt to translate but if you get it, then you do. If not, you're not missing out. Go search for your smiles.
Someone to hold me tight
That would be very nice
Someone to love me right
That would be very nice
Someone to understand
Each little dream in me
Someone to take my hand
And be a team with me
So nice, life would be so nice
If one day I'd find
Someone who would take my hand
And samba through life with me
Someone to cling to me
Stay with me right or wrong
Someone to sing to me
Some little samba song
Someone to take my heart
And give his heart to me
Someone who's ready to
Give love a start with me
Oh yes, that would be so nice
Shouldn't we, you and me?
I can see it will be nice...
As human beings, we're not perfect as much as we aim to be better than the person we are today to be the person we will be tomorrow. It's through difficulties and tough times when people cling to one another for support and just by having the other person hold your hand and walk down the trees of fall with leaves falling in shades of sepia. We could choose to see it as dying leaves or picture perfect. It was definitely a moment that could determine a lifetime. It's the willingness to be there for one another whether if times are good or bad which brings us to the marriage vow - "To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us do part." Very simple words, in the most layman terms, holds the most complex and hardest to grasp and fathom, the meanings of life.
The constant doubts rooting from the many evils of life cast onto whatever that may seem like a strong bond may just destroy what essentially is, but a happy concrete block of human connection. Solution is something I do not have because doubt is one I cannot rid of. When in doubt, we seek perfection. In absence of perfection, we crumble. Often, we fail to see, there's no such thing as perfection in human nor in their connections. We may err but may we forgive or forget. That is actually a choice, one we often deprive ourselves from.
Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after. Henry David Thoreau
Many ran the rat race hoping to achieve smiles but little do they know, they have lost more along the way. It is quintessential for us to know that smiles not only brightens your day but they are your eventual goal. Do not run away from it for you will live a life less fulfilled.
Too much thoughts... Too much.
我这幸运儿合着眼睛只得你沉重的身影
如果这记忆非爱情连天都不会太高兴
莫非可终身美丽才值得勾勾手指发誓
对你不止感激敬礼当你知己才是虚伪
我这幸运儿幸运到一转身找到你来为我打气
如果可抱起这爱情连天都会替我高兴
因有自信所以美丽使我自卑都放低
在半空之中亲你不管身世
Bits of the song I've been listening to these couple of days...
With my inadequate language translation, I will not attempt to translate but if you get it, then you do. If not, you're not missing out. Go search for your smiles.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Love Of Her Life
There's this email that I rarely access due to the massive amount of junk I have in them but I did this morning. One of the email was titled Sad News and I was reluctant to open it since I saw the name of the sender because I know I might not be able to take the news.
Just a little foreground - I met this elderly Australian couple on Star Cruise some years back and got along very well with them. There's also a very touching love story behind this. Lorraine and Peter started out as friends in a club of elderly friends. Peter had a sickly wife who later on passed away. Lorraine had a hard life. Her husband left her with her kids. She had to sell flowers on the streets to earn a living. She had a hard life and her knees were constantly giving her problems. She could hardly walk because during her younger days, she spent too much time standing while selling flowers. But after Peter's wife passed away, he took on the responsibility to look after Lorraine. He loved her like no one else did or would. He would cook for her and as much as she hated veggie, he would mash brocolli with mashed potatoes so that she would take some veggie. He brought her on cruises after cruises because she couldn't walk much and all they really enjoyed, was going out on a cruise and let the world pass them by. Needless to say, he spent loads of money to bring her to such trips and still continue to work backstage at a university. Life was good.
Whenever they come to Singapore, I would try to bring them out or have a meal with them. They call me their little princess, the daughter that they'd never have and to me, they were like my godparents.
They got married about a year or 2 back...
When I saw the title of the email, my first thought was "something must have happened to Lorraine..." until I read the entire mail...
Dear XXX,
I am a friend of Lorraine’s and assisting her with accessing Peter’s emails. Sadly Peter passed away on November 22 after suffering a massive heart attack. Peter was in the garden when he suffered the attack and although he never regained consciousness Lorraine was able to say her goodbyes during the 48 hours after the attack.
Lorraine has asked me to send this email as she knows you would want to know and would have wanted to know sooner unfortunately email was her only way of contacting you. She has tried your phone several times to no avail.
Lorraine’s phone number is Australia XXX.
On behalf of Lorraine Burrows,
Yours sincerely,
XXX
Peter has left Lorraine and frankly, I would rather truth be the other way around. Now, there's no one to look after Lorraine and to love her like Peter did. Thankfully, she did experience this beautiful love story which actually happened to herself. I can only pray hard that she will be strong and laugh like the way she did when Peter was around. Life without Peter would be very hard for her I would imagine.
Right now, I can only blame myself for procrastinating endlessly to visit them in their Esperance home and not being able to see Peter for the very last time. I know he's in God's good hands and I can only pray...
Peter, I love you for the man you were and the man you were for Lorraine. Thanks for all the love you showered on me even though I wasn't your very own and made all those trips to visit me whenever you could. I'll miss all the smiles and emails telling me that you're going to be here for yet another vacation, just another excuse to pay me a visit. I miss you dearly.
PS. After speaking to Lorraine, I'm ashamed that all I could was to sob with her and did nothing much to console her. She's been losing sleep and is on sleeping pills but she knows Peter is watching her from above.
Just a little foreground - I met this elderly Australian couple on Star Cruise some years back and got along very well with them. There's also a very touching love story behind this. Lorraine and Peter started out as friends in a club of elderly friends. Peter had a sickly wife who later on passed away. Lorraine had a hard life. Her husband left her with her kids. She had to sell flowers on the streets to earn a living. She had a hard life and her knees were constantly giving her problems. She could hardly walk because during her younger days, she spent too much time standing while selling flowers. But after Peter's wife passed away, he took on the responsibility to look after Lorraine. He loved her like no one else did or would. He would cook for her and as much as she hated veggie, he would mash brocolli with mashed potatoes so that she would take some veggie. He brought her on cruises after cruises because she couldn't walk much and all they really enjoyed, was going out on a cruise and let the world pass them by. Needless to say, he spent loads of money to bring her to such trips and still continue to work backstage at a university. Life was good.
Whenever they come to Singapore, I would try to bring them out or have a meal with them. They call me their little princess, the daughter that they'd never have and to me, they were like my godparents.
They got married about a year or 2 back...
When I saw the title of the email, my first thought was "something must have happened to Lorraine..." until I read the entire mail...
Dear XXX,
I am a friend of Lorraine’s and assisting her with accessing Peter’s emails. Sadly Peter passed away on November 22 after suffering a massive heart attack. Peter was in the garden when he suffered the attack and although he never regained consciousness Lorraine was able to say her goodbyes during the 48 hours after the attack.
Lorraine has asked me to send this email as she knows you would want to know and would have wanted to know sooner unfortunately email was her only way of contacting you. She has tried your phone several times to no avail.
Lorraine’s phone number is Australia XXX.
On behalf of Lorraine Burrows,
Yours sincerely,
XXX
Peter has left Lorraine and frankly, I would rather truth be the other way around. Now, there's no one to look after Lorraine and to love her like Peter did. Thankfully, she did experience this beautiful love story which actually happened to herself. I can only pray hard that she will be strong and laugh like the way she did when Peter was around. Life without Peter would be very hard for her I would imagine.
Right now, I can only blame myself for procrastinating endlessly to visit them in their Esperance home and not being able to see Peter for the very last time. I know he's in God's good hands and I can only pray...
Peter, I love you for the man you were and the man you were for Lorraine. Thanks for all the love you showered on me even though I wasn't your very own and made all those trips to visit me whenever you could. I'll miss all the smiles and emails telling me that you're going to be here for yet another vacation, just another excuse to pay me a visit. I miss you dearly.
PS. After speaking to Lorraine, I'm ashamed that all I could was to sob with her and did nothing much to console her. She's been losing sleep and is on sleeping pills but she knows Peter is watching her from above.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Simple Birthday Trip & Treat
Just when I thought birthday was going to be a quiet one since my parents are going to be away, I was asked to go on the Royal Caribbean with my parents. Although the Legend of the Seas wasn't one of the biggest ship in their fleet, it was quite a decemt luxuriuous cruise. To be able to go on the cruise with my favourite cousin, XiaoMeiren and her 2 girls on board, I couldn't have asked for more. Doing silly stuffs like taking endless pictures and putting out of whatever rules you can think of on the mini golf turf, I got to momentarily leave the stressful thoughts at home. In fact, our schedules were so packed, I didn't had time for the pool despite packing in 2 sets of swim wear nor the mahjong game my nieces were looking forward to play.
Our first port of call was Penang. Believe it or not, this was my first time in Penang. When we were planning to sign up for tours, we had a rather long discussion on where we wanted to go which essentially was between a "makan (eating)" tour and a heritage trail to check out on the Peranakan culture as well. Thinking democracy is the best way out, we had to vote. Eventually, it wasn't the voting that mattered. Long story short, we went for the "makan" tour because the other tour was cancelled. It couldn't have been more boring than to visit tourist shopping shops for local delights and a batik factory where the batiks are hand-made. Over priced batiks drove us out of the shop pretty darn quick. By the end of the tour, we were too eagar to go back to the ship for a repeat of our scrumptious dinner the night before. Needless to say, food was endless and amazingly, it was good. Friends would know me as someone who's very picky about my beef and I'll have it no other way than medium rare. It was done very nicely and the quality of beef was better than expectations. The array of starters also provided the right waist widening tools. I think "overdosing on escargots" is an understatement altogether.
The next stop was Kuala Lumpur where our free & easy tour brought us to shopping haven, Bukit Bintang and the next few hours were crazy shopping. It was a relieve to be buying things in ringgit after a few days on board where everything is priced in USD. To be fair, we didn't need to spend those money because everything was taken care of but we just got to fork out the gratuities and whatever extras we wanted. As for me, Coke deprivation was serious business.
On the last night, my cousin organised a cake for me and to my surprise (horror at times due to the embarrassment), the entire crew of waiters came over to my table to sing the birthday song for me. I'm really thankful to have a cousin like her. It's not about the gifts or money but the effort. She was the one who remembered the day. I would imagine my parents to forget that it was my birthday although over the past years, we did try to arrange dinners within my immediate family whenever there's a birthday to celebrate. Over the years, I just paid lesser and lesser attention and didn't even felt like it was a special day. Maybe because I'm getting old...
Lunch today was with 2 of the SBW, namely Daftbitch and Road Planner. Bster was with us in spirit because the poor boy's stuck in reservist. It was just our usual lunch until Daftbitch said it was time for dessert. At that point, I was contemplating between chin chow or cheng tng. Then Road Planner took out 3 slices of cake. My face was red and not because of the chemical peel I did yesterday, it was utterly embarrassingly. It was a very simple act and we didn't had like mega celebration but it was fun and definitely memorable. Thanks guys...
Our first port of call was Penang. Believe it or not, this was my first time in Penang. When we were planning to sign up for tours, we had a rather long discussion on where we wanted to go which essentially was between a "makan (eating)" tour and a heritage trail to check out on the Peranakan culture as well. Thinking democracy is the best way out, we had to vote. Eventually, it wasn't the voting that mattered. Long story short, we went for the "makan" tour because the other tour was cancelled. It couldn't have been more boring than to visit tourist shopping shops for local delights and a batik factory where the batiks are hand-made. Over priced batiks drove us out of the shop pretty darn quick. By the end of the tour, we were too eagar to go back to the ship for a repeat of our scrumptious dinner the night before. Needless to say, food was endless and amazingly, it was good. Friends would know me as someone who's very picky about my beef and I'll have it no other way than medium rare. It was done very nicely and the quality of beef was better than expectations. The array of starters also provided the right waist widening tools. I think "overdosing on escargots" is an understatement altogether.
The next stop was Kuala Lumpur where our free & easy tour brought us to shopping haven, Bukit Bintang and the next few hours were crazy shopping. It was a relieve to be buying things in ringgit after a few days on board where everything is priced in USD. To be fair, we didn't need to spend those money because everything was taken care of but we just got to fork out the gratuities and whatever extras we wanted. As for me, Coke deprivation was serious business.
On the last night, my cousin organised a cake for me and to my surprise (horror at times due to the embarrassment), the entire crew of waiters came over to my table to sing the birthday song for me. I'm really thankful to have a cousin like her. It's not about the gifts or money but the effort. She was the one who remembered the day. I would imagine my parents to forget that it was my birthday although over the past years, we did try to arrange dinners within my immediate family whenever there's a birthday to celebrate. Over the years, I just paid lesser and lesser attention and didn't even felt like it was a special day. Maybe because I'm getting old...
Lunch today was with 2 of the SBW, namely Daftbitch and Road Planner. Bster was with us in spirit because the poor boy's stuck in reservist. It was just our usual lunch until Daftbitch said it was time for dessert. At that point, I was contemplating between chin chow or cheng tng. Then Road Planner took out 3 slices of cake. My face was red and not because of the chemical peel I did yesterday, it was utterly embarrassingly. It was a very simple act and we didn't had like mega celebration but it was fun and definitely memorable. Thanks guys...
Monday, January 12, 2009
Birthday Cruise
Went on a few days cruise on the Legend of the Seas, Royal Caribbean and it was absolutely fun. Will post more details and pictures soon. Be patient. Be very patient...
For those of you who sms-ed, emailed, PM-ed me the well wishes, thank you so much.
For those of you who sms-ed, emailed, PM-ed me the well wishes, thank you so much.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Tribute to Shandy Sim
Some time ago, I was going through the obituary and remembered pointing out to someone that the girl in the picture looked so young and so pretty and she was only 30. In my mind, I was thinking, this is another sad story and I wonder what would it be. Not long after, I chanced upon the blog of Shandy Sim from newspaper articles and other blogs. After reading the way she stayed so positive and could joke about the pains and the way life was torturing her, I was terribly moved and motivated to do something about my life which should have always been the case but we tend to all take things too easy and life for granted. As much as I'm all teary and encouraged at the point of typing this article, I know I'll revert to a slop of nothing sooner than I would like. However, my point being, all of us should look back and be thankful for what we have got. I don't even think I can ever live through the kind of pain. It also scares me that the occassional pain and aches I feel on my hip/butt joint, could be something I'd rather not want to to related to.
Her views on motherhood and kids were similar to mine. It's part and parcel of being a woman that you experience childbirth once in your lifetime. I understand not everyone agrees with me but that is solely my view. I do know of people who are happy without kids and I wouldn't see them with one either. Yes, RS4Cab Xiaohong, I'm talking about you. At some point in time, I would want to fulfil my duties as a wife and a mother.
She wrote in one of her articles named 4 Days of Crying -
"When I was diagnosed, I cried everyday. 4 days to be exact.
On the first day, I cried because there was a huge mass on my pelvic.
I hoped that it would not be cancerous.
On the second day, I cried because it was cancerous.
I hoped that it has nothing to do with my womb.
On the third day, I cried because it was cervical cancer.
I hoped that I could still have children.
On the fourth day, I cried because I was told to forget about fertility.
I stopped hoping. "
If I were her, I'd be devastated.
Taken from her first post on her blog -
"On 4 June 2008, I was diagnosed with Stage 3 Cervical Cancer.
I was 29 years, 10 months and 9 days old."
Her battle lasted for about half a year till Boxing Day when the Lord decided to bring her closer to him so he could take all the pain away from this cheery girl. I know she's in good hands now and what she left us is greater strength to press forward in life and not give up.
"Just do it..."
Her views on motherhood and kids were similar to mine. It's part and parcel of being a woman that you experience childbirth once in your lifetime. I understand not everyone agrees with me but that is solely my view. I do know of people who are happy without kids and I wouldn't see them with one either. Yes, RS4Cab Xiaohong, I'm talking about you. At some point in time, I would want to fulfil my duties as a wife and a mother.
She wrote in one of her articles named 4 Days of Crying -
"When I was diagnosed, I cried everyday. 4 days to be exact.
On the first day, I cried because there was a huge mass on my pelvic.
I hoped that it would not be cancerous.
On the second day, I cried because it was cancerous.
I hoped that it has nothing to do with my womb.
On the third day, I cried because it was cervical cancer.
I hoped that I could still have children.
On the fourth day, I cried because I was told to forget about fertility.
I stopped hoping. "
If I were her, I'd be devastated.
Taken from her first post on her blog -
"On 4 June 2008, I was diagnosed with Stage 3 Cervical Cancer.
I was 29 years, 10 months and 9 days old."
Her battle lasted for about half a year till Boxing Day when the Lord decided to bring her closer to him so he could take all the pain away from this cheery girl. I know she's in good hands now and what she left us is greater strength to press forward in life and not give up.
"Just do it..."
Saturday, January 03, 2009
Auld Lang Syne
New Year's resolution has never been part of my life. I never believed in them because I can never remember them. Recently received a Christmas resolution mitten from Zouk with some fill in the blanks stuffs. Here's mine and feel free to replace your own in the "blanks" I've highlighted.
1. I will not worry myself unnecessarily again, ever.
2. I will make enough money to mod my car.
3. I will love and hate less.
4. I will finally get my "to do" list active again.
5. I will quit spending to much money, start to save some, and eat cheaper food.
6. I will go to have my teeth fixed and smile brighter.
7. No more extravagent lunches and huge dinners.
8. I want to meet more clients and bring in more businesses to my company.
9. I will try to make time for family gatherings.
The above are not my new year's resolution but an activity I thought would be fun to share with those of you out there. I know I will continue to procrastinate doing things like washing my car but I want to be making more money so i can send it for professional grooming more often. Just love more and hate less.
1. I will not worry myself unnecessarily again, ever.
2. I will make enough money to mod my car.
3. I will love and hate less.
4. I will finally get my "to do" list active again.
5. I will quit spending to much money, start to save some, and eat cheaper food.
6. I will go to have my teeth fixed and smile brighter.
7. No more extravagent lunches and huge dinners.
8. I want to meet more clients and bring in more businesses to my company.
9. I will try to make time for family gatherings.
The above are not my new year's resolution but an activity I thought would be fun to share with those of you out there. I know I will continue to procrastinate doing things like washing my car but I want to be making more money so i can send it for professional grooming more often. Just love more and hate less.
Friday, January 02, 2009
2009
Ushered in the new year with the usual Texas Hold'Em people, nothing glamourous. 2009 isn't quite the year we would look forward to given the gloomy outlook. Only our perspective remains positive. With a good 4 months ahead that I'm going to be spending alone and probably worse when the year end draws near, it's still a little too premature for me to worry at this point in time. Taking things step at a time, I'm actually quite enjoying my life excluding the part whereby I worry myself sick about not having much achievements at work so far. The bear market is an excuse but if one can make some light out of this darkness, one can make light anywhere.
New Year's Day was quiet. It happened to also be my Chinese birthday. No celebrations. In fact, I didn't even know until Mom told me. Was sleeping on and off, recuperating from the late eve's night and the morning "chauffeur service" for Moody Penguin. The day before, he had gone to have someone peel open his eyes and "burn" them before "brushing" the eye back into place. Not being able to see properly, he wasn't a good candidate to be found behind the wheel. But to be able to spend the day together is all that's enough to make me happy.
Another work dayand the weekend comes again. After this weekend, it'd be time to fight some war... Very quiet war.
New Year's Day was quiet. It happened to also be my Chinese birthday. No celebrations. In fact, I didn't even know until Mom told me. Was sleeping on and off, recuperating from the late eve's night and the morning "chauffeur service" for Moody Penguin. The day before, he had gone to have someone peel open his eyes and "burn" them before "brushing" the eye back into place. Not being able to see properly, he wasn't a good candidate to be found behind the wheel. But to be able to spend the day together is all that's enough to make me happy.
Another work dayand the weekend comes again. After this weekend, it'd be time to fight some war... Very quiet war.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Meet The Parents
More often, I can easily work a crowd like fish in water and specifically, I have never encountered any awkwardness when it comes to meeting the parents. With most of my friends' parents, I almost always end up being the cheery girl that they always remember by. The weekend episode couldn't have been more disastrous.
About 24 hours before the "event", I was told that I was invited. Me? No way... Now? What? Me? Again? WTF!? That was when the fluster began. Fighting within myself if I should even turn up. Deep down, I knew I had to. Well, it has never been too difficult at all so what's the difference.
What to wear - I was tossing and turning the night before before because I was planning to wear a dress for Aidan's 1st month do at Noble House but aborted the idea because it would seem like I'm overdressing for the housewarming or in my case, meeting the parents. So I carefully picked a top that wasn't too revealing and wore jeans. Now that's safe. Or so I thought... I suppose, it was but nothing actually could help the jitters, including the "what to wear" portion.
What to bring - Now that is hard. It's effectively a housewarming for a house that has everything... Almost I reckon and hello, I'm not going to turn up with an oven or toaster. My brains started to show signs of cracking up. I drove and drove and drove and thought of nothing I could bring. Went over to my cousin's place to seek help and viola, wine! So the very next hours were spend thinking what wine, how many, red/white, sparkling/still, budget, packaging and the list went on. Decided on a safe bet of an excellent pinot noir coupled with some recommended syrah which I'm never good at picking out the right one.
The plan - Work the crowd, i.e. work the parents.
Reality - My nerves got the better of me. Without any official introduction, I waved like a schoolgirl at school for the first time, waving to the discipline master and like a church mouse, I whispered "Hi Uncle". No handshakes, no merry christmas, no how are you doing, no self-introduction. NOTHING! I was like a block of ice and for the record, I was freezing from the nervewrecking "hi".
Subsequently, I heard someone mentioned the Mom looked rather fair. And my eyes starting to scan across the room and started to wonder, right... who's the Mom?
The night went on like a usual dinner with friends. It was when it came to the time to leave... Oh did I forgot to mentioned that everytime any of his parent walked past, I was magically turned into a block of wood. Time for goodbyes was my second and last chance for that day and I made no use of it at all. Slightly braver than my first try, I actually got "Bye Auntie... Bye Uncle..." out of my mouth but that was all. And yes, no merry christmas nor thank yous nor whatsoever. I scooted off like a thief...
I felt useless. I had to screw up this one thing that I'm actually good at. I just felt that I've screwed up everything. Bugger! Although deep down, I wish Moody Penguin could have just helped the situation a little by helping with a proper introduction and warm me up with things, I knew it was just my inability to rid those nerves. If only I could turn back time...
About 24 hours before the "event", I was told that I was invited. Me? No way... Now? What? Me? Again? WTF!? That was when the fluster began. Fighting within myself if I should even turn up. Deep down, I knew I had to. Well, it has never been too difficult at all so what's the difference.
What to wear - I was tossing and turning the night before before because I was planning to wear a dress for Aidan's 1st month do at Noble House but aborted the idea because it would seem like I'm overdressing for the housewarming or in my case, meeting the parents. So I carefully picked a top that wasn't too revealing and wore jeans. Now that's safe. Or so I thought... I suppose, it was but nothing actually could help the jitters, including the "what to wear" portion.
What to bring - Now that is hard. It's effectively a housewarming for a house that has everything... Almost I reckon and hello, I'm not going to turn up with an oven or toaster. My brains started to show signs of cracking up. I drove and drove and drove and thought of nothing I could bring. Went over to my cousin's place to seek help and viola, wine! So the very next hours were spend thinking what wine, how many, red/white, sparkling/still, budget, packaging and the list went on. Decided on a safe bet of an excellent pinot noir coupled with some recommended syrah which I'm never good at picking out the right one.
The plan - Work the crowd, i.e. work the parents.
Reality - My nerves got the better of me. Without any official introduction, I waved like a schoolgirl at school for the first time, waving to the discipline master and like a church mouse, I whispered "Hi Uncle". No handshakes, no merry christmas, no how are you doing, no self-introduction. NOTHING! I was like a block of ice and for the record, I was freezing from the nervewrecking "hi".
Subsequently, I heard someone mentioned the Mom looked rather fair. And my eyes starting to scan across the room and started to wonder, right... who's the Mom?
The night went on like a usual dinner with friends. It was when it came to the time to leave... Oh did I forgot to mentioned that everytime any of his parent walked past, I was magically turned into a block of wood. Time for goodbyes was my second and last chance for that day and I made no use of it at all. Slightly braver than my first try, I actually got "Bye Auntie... Bye Uncle..." out of my mouth but that was all. And yes, no merry christmas nor thank yous nor whatsoever. I scooted off like a thief...
I felt useless. I had to screw up this one thing that I'm actually good at. I just felt that I've screwed up everything. Bugger! Although deep down, I wish Moody Penguin could have just helped the situation a little by helping with a proper introduction and warm me up with things, I knew it was just my inability to rid those nerves. If only I could turn back time...
Friday, December 26, 2008
Tis' The Season To Be Jolly
It's been a week and I drafted several posts which I canned them eventually due to the lack of time to complete them. There's a lump in my throat and I'd better get that emotion out of my system before I go crazy and create more trouble for myself. Took the day off thinking I could do something meaningful but I ended up spending it like any other weekend, wandering around. Weekends are usually really precious to me especially after I started working. It's the only days in the week I could possibly sleep a little longer, laze a little more and enjoy that bit extra.
Over the Christmas week, I truly enjoyed myself. Not having done much significant but even if it means not having the need to speak but having your loved one hold your hand while driving round town, was the most enjoyable experience. Doing turkey and ham-filled dinners over at friends' place coupled with typical Chinese gathering gambling dens, I couldn't think of a better way to be spending Christmas. Oh well, last Christmas in NYC wasn't bad but it keeps getting better in a different way I suppose.
To have that someone with you does make that tad of a difference during seasons like this. Spoke to Alcoholic Empress Dowager and it sounds almost familiar things she shared but of course, hers in much greater magnitude. Attending events with everyone else coupled up, it really feels like crap. Girl, you know I'm here for you so do whatever that makes you happy because it's the ends that justify the means. But come Feb, I'll have to learn to ignore the lovey dovey spirits sprinkled along the streets, in every nook and cranny. If I go on, I'm not going to sound coherant so if you would excuse me...
Over the Christmas week, I truly enjoyed myself. Not having done much significant but even if it means not having the need to speak but having your loved one hold your hand while driving round town, was the most enjoyable experience. Doing turkey and ham-filled dinners over at friends' place coupled with typical Chinese gathering gambling dens, I couldn't think of a better way to be spending Christmas. Oh well, last Christmas in NYC wasn't bad but it keeps getting better in a different way I suppose.
To have that someone with you does make that tad of a difference during seasons like this. Spoke to Alcoholic Empress Dowager and it sounds almost familiar things she shared but of course, hers in much greater magnitude. Attending events with everyone else coupled up, it really feels like crap. Girl, you know I'm here for you so do whatever that makes you happy because it's the ends that justify the means. But come Feb, I'll have to learn to ignore the lovey dovey spirits sprinkled along the streets, in every nook and cranny. If I go on, I'm not going to sound coherant so if you would excuse me...
Friday, December 19, 2008
Audi A6 is in Singapore!
After a sumptuous MSG-laden dinner last night with Attituder, Kimchi and Mrs FruitcakePabloHoney last night, I headed to the launch of the new Audi A6. Didn't get to take the car out for a test drive because my driver's licence was in the car and I wasn't superbly interested because it is a car beyond my means right now. Must say it looks very sleek and executive-like. It was the company that sent me into endless fits of laughter throughout the rest of the night. Adult jokes were those that most can relate to and with characters like Saints, SY69U and FruitcakePabloHoney, we were all very much, almost, rolling on the floor. With Moody Penguin away, much of the focus was inevitably on me but I didn't mind at all because I was honoured to be able to bring some smiles to people's faces.
The door gift was a planner for 2009. Looks pretty decent except that on their brochure that came along in the same bag, had a spelling mistake! (Refer to the picture below) I know I'm nitpicking but you can't afford such mistakes in advertising or marketing campaigns. Then again, people are just more concerned with the numbers. Just for the record - The A6 2.0 TFSI multitronic is going for S$165,800 and the A6 3.0 TFSI quattro tiptronic is going for S$238,000. Apart from the fact that it's a AWD, at the price of the 3litre variant, I'd pick a 335 over it. Easily. Then again, you would be of a different class of people altogether if you pick the A6 which is... Not too shabby afterall.
The door gift was a planner for 2009. Looks pretty decent except that on their brochure that came along in the same bag, had a spelling mistake! (Refer to the picture below) I know I'm nitpicking but you can't afford such mistakes in advertising or marketing campaigns. Then again, people are just more concerned with the numbers. Just for the record - The A6 2.0 TFSI multitronic is going for S$165,800 and the A6 3.0 TFSI quattro tiptronic is going for S$238,000. Apart from the fact that it's a AWD, at the price of the 3litre variant, I'd pick a 335 over it. Easily. Then again, you would be of a different class of people altogether if you pick the A6 which is... Not too shabby afterall.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Did You Hear The Pin Drop?
Things have been so quiet. Nothing's moving. Everything's either stopping or have already stopped. The only noise to break the silence is more bad news. The only hope now is to have some major earthquake splitting the world into two and start getting all pumped into the economy after the grief settles. I'm not crazy enough to really want that to happen and I'm not even half as evil but if there are no casualties, I say, why not?
Plans for the customary wedding for Earlgrey is underway and all I can say, the boys are really gonna get it. When you get a few bitchy girls with some vicious blood streaming down their veins, this is what you get. All in the name of fun, we're not here to create permanent damages.
One for the mid-week...
Have a laugh...
Plans for the customary wedding for Earlgrey is underway and all I can say, the boys are really gonna get it. When you get a few bitchy girls with some vicious blood streaming down their veins, this is what you get. All in the name of fun, we're not here to create permanent damages.
One for the mid-week...
Have a laugh...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Skinny Stripes
Lunch with the SBW was funny today. The moment I got to the car, I couldn't stop laughing. Daftbitch and Bster both wore light blue striped shirt and guess what, I was wearing one too. Mr LTA then turned up in light blue striped shirt as well. Because of this, we even made friends with the people sitting on the same table, they were just too amused. Pictures would be up if you come back later...
Check this out - For girls with assets that you think might be too big for your own good, think again.
Please do not mistaken this as an attempt to boost my very own ego. Some girls out there like myself are troubled because we are curvy. It always seems like there's a wardrobe malfunction because of popping buttons and disconcerting glares. Dresses tend to fit us beautifully but only very selective dresses because we can’t fit the rest. And given the short legs that I’ve got, anything oversized will make me look like I’m swimming in them and eventually, my legs will go into hiding as if they are in shame. And trust me, boobs make you look FAT too. But only when you lose it conveniently after attempting to lose that 5 pounds you put on over your last buffet lunch, would you genuinely appreciate that it’s a gift. God made all of us different and we can’t have the best of everything. I do admit some do have the best of most but I’m not complaining. Neither should my better half (Haha!).
The writer of the above article cleverly highlighted the pains curvy girls have to be put through when the rest of the world just think that you're lucky and not appreciative but at the same time, think that you are one size bigger to be looking good enough. For myself, being short and having a skinny boyfriend doesn't help at all. But I'm grateful for what makes me the me that you see.
Check this out - For girls with assets that you think might be too big for your own good, think again.
Please do not mistaken this as an attempt to boost my very own ego. Some girls out there like myself are troubled because we are curvy. It always seems like there's a wardrobe malfunction because of popping buttons and disconcerting glares. Dresses tend to fit us beautifully but only very selective dresses because we can’t fit the rest. And given the short legs that I’ve got, anything oversized will make me look like I’m swimming in them and eventually, my legs will go into hiding as if they are in shame. And trust me, boobs make you look FAT too. But only when you lose it conveniently after attempting to lose that 5 pounds you put on over your last buffet lunch, would you genuinely appreciate that it’s a gift. God made all of us different and we can’t have the best of everything. I do admit some do have the best of most but I’m not complaining. Neither should my better half (Haha!).
The writer of the above article cleverly highlighted the pains curvy girls have to be put through when the rest of the world just think that you're lucky and not appreciative but at the same time, think that you are one size bigger to be looking good enough. For myself, being short and having a skinny boyfriend doesn't help at all. But I'm grateful for what makes me the me that you see.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Atoming Away... Fast!
Last Saturday was well filled by the Ariel Atom affair. Had I not been consumed by the massive rain headache I've been having since Friday evening till now, I would probably have alot more fun. Having said that, I did enjoy myself. My main purpose for appearing was to assist RS4Cab aka Xiaohong should she need any help on that day since she was the main person in charge of the event itself. Before that, I hadn't heard much about the Ariel Atom let alone the need to wanna get a ride in it. My only impression of it was when Jeremy Clarkson's face looked funny when this sub 3 seconds car accelerated to heaven until my better half who was totally excited about having the opportunity to shoot it.
The road worthy one, if they pass LTA, will be here early 2009. The road version will have ginner headlights, wing mirrors and even has the IU unit. the track version would be going in excess of 170k in Singapore and the road worthy version will cost more than 280k. The cars do come with trailer at costs of about 30k and the cheapest variant at 26k. At top speed of about 170kph, it's not going to be the fastest car on the high end but from 1-100, it is lightning fast! Watch this on YouTube...
If you need or want to buy one, let me know...
The road worthy one, if they pass LTA, will be here early 2009. The road version will have ginner headlights, wing mirrors and even has the IU unit. the track version would be going in excess of 170k in Singapore and the road worthy version will cost more than 280k. The cars do come with trailer at costs of about 30k and the cheapest variant at 26k. At top speed of about 170kph, it's not going to be the fastest car on the high end but from 1-100, it is lightning fast! Watch this on YouTube...
If you need or want to buy one, let me know...
Friday, December 12, 2008
Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
Not about to kill you with lovey doveys. Just heard this song on the radio earlier while I was reading on and commenting on most men not being able to stay faithful after reading an article on Vivian Chow's unfaithful boyfriend whom she's been attached to for the past 20 years.
Love never stays as passionate as it is. It will evolve into a commitment, a habit and a lifestyle but one thing to always remember is that as much as love takes on a different form, love should still be love. It's easier said since I've only this many years of my life and in about a month's time, I'd be another year older. Even then, I've only tasted the easiest bit in life.
In Chow's case, even without marriage, some form of commitment is expected. Whether we're acknowleging the fact that she has accepted the man for the person who he is and fidelity takes backstage, it is secondary. The man for the person he should be, to promise to love and to hold, should never take such promises likely and to depart on the woman who did all to be there when you need a partner. I'm not saying this will only happen from men to women. Nowadays, gender plays a very little part in infidelity and betrayal.
Promises should not be taken likely and trust should not be taken for granted.
Question: Will a person who has once strayed continue to stray all the time down the road?
If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever oh so clearly
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong
Our dreams are young
And we both know they'll take us
Where we want to go
Hold me now
Touch me now
I don't want to live without you
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing's gonna change my love for you
If the road ahead is not so easy,
Our love will lead the way for us
Like a guiding star
I'll be there for you if you should need me
You don't have to change a thing
I love you just the way you are
So come with me and share the view
I'll help you see forever too
Love never stays as passionate as it is. It will evolve into a commitment, a habit and a lifestyle but one thing to always remember is that as much as love takes on a different form, love should still be love. It's easier said since I've only this many years of my life and in about a month's time, I'd be another year older. Even then, I've only tasted the easiest bit in life.
In Chow's case, even without marriage, some form of commitment is expected. Whether we're acknowleging the fact that she has accepted the man for the person who he is and fidelity takes backstage, it is secondary. The man for the person he should be, to promise to love and to hold, should never take such promises likely and to depart on the woman who did all to be there when you need a partner. I'm not saying this will only happen from men to women. Nowadays, gender plays a very little part in infidelity and betrayal.
Promises should not be taken likely and trust should not be taken for granted.
Question: Will a person who has once strayed continue to stray all the time down the road?
If I had to live my life without you near me
The days would all be empty
The nights would seem so long
With you I see forever oh so clearly
I might have been in love before
But it never felt this strong
Our dreams are young
And we both know they'll take us
Where we want to go
Hold me now
Touch me now
I don't want to live without you
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
One thing you can be sure of
I'll never ask for more than your love
Nothing's gonna change my love for you
You ought know by now how much I love you
The world may change my whole life through
But nothing's gonna change my love for you
If the road ahead is not so easy,
Our love will lead the way for us
Like a guiding star
I'll be there for you if you should need me
You don't have to change a thing
I love you just the way you are
So come with me and share the view
I'll help you see forever too
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Kids Will Be Kids
I literally froze in front of my screen and gawk when I read this. But to be fair, when I look back, I have no idea how recession can affect. The most important thing in the world then was whether I could get the coolest toy in town. Nothing much has changed. This time round, recession hit me bad and for the first time in my life, I felt it. I fear... Living in fear that I might lose my job and the 2000 "what ifs" that follows. Thankfully, I went grocery shopping with my Mom often enough even when I was a child, so I could understand the value of daily necessities and wouldn't be living in denial that groceries costs can run up to the hundreds every week. Worked out some numbers last night, my only way out if to start making some money again.
Taken off AsiaOne
Thu, Dec 11, 2008
The Straits Times
By Lim Pow Hong & Seow Kai Lun
SINGAPORE'S school-going children seem unaware of terms such as 'recession' or 'economic downturn'.
To the average teenager, a budget meal costs $8 at a fast-food outlet and saving means putting aside money for a 'cool' $248 iPod nano. When they run out of cash, they just ask their parents for more.
The Straits Times polled 100 students - aged 13 to 19 - who received pocket money. Their responses showed most of them did not think the current recession here would affect their spending habits or that of their families.
Tips for parents
Start giving a child a fixed allowance at a young age, so that he learns the value of money.
Give allowances on a daily basis first, encouraging a child to save 10 per cent of it daily, before moving to a weekly, then monthly basis. Do this rather than giving lump sums of money.
A child should also be given an allowance in smaller denominations so he can save some immediately when he gets it.
Kids talk about money and spending
FAST FOOD OVER KOPITIAM
'I would rather eat fast food than go to the kopitiam to eat as the food there is not so nice.' -Ruthie Tan, 14, Tanjong Katong Girls' School
RACKING UP PHONE BILLS
'My parents got me to switch to prepaid cards so I wouldn't overspend on my phone bills. I have to spend $50 on two prepaid cards sometimes.' - Serene Heng, 13, Cedar Girls' Secondary School
GROCERIES COST THAT MUCH?
'My parents say that they spend $100 to $200 on groceries each time, but I don't believe it. How can they cost so much?' -Nur Fathin Ayunie, 13, Bukit View Secondary School
Taken off AsiaOne
Thu, Dec 11, 2008
The Straits Times
By Lim Pow Hong & Seow Kai Lun
SINGAPORE'S school-going children seem unaware of terms such as 'recession' or 'economic downturn'.
To the average teenager, a budget meal costs $8 at a fast-food outlet and saving means putting aside money for a 'cool' $248 iPod nano. When they run out of cash, they just ask their parents for more.
The Straits Times polled 100 students - aged 13 to 19 - who received pocket money. Their responses showed most of them did not think the current recession here would affect their spending habits or that of their families.
Tips for parents
Start giving a child a fixed allowance at a young age, so that he learns the value of money.
Give allowances on a daily basis first, encouraging a child to save 10 per cent of it daily, before moving to a weekly, then monthly basis. Do this rather than giving lump sums of money.
A child should also be given an allowance in smaller denominations so he can save some immediately when he gets it.
Kids talk about money and spending
FAST FOOD OVER KOPITIAM
'I would rather eat fast food than go to the kopitiam to eat as the food there is not so nice.' -Ruthie Tan, 14, Tanjong Katong Girls' School
RACKING UP PHONE BILLS
'My parents got me to switch to prepaid cards so I wouldn't overspend on my phone bills. I have to spend $50 on two prepaid cards sometimes.' - Serene Heng, 13, Cedar Girls' Secondary School
GROCERIES COST THAT MUCH?
'My parents say that they spend $100 to $200 on groceries each time, but I don't believe it. How can they cost so much?' -Nur Fathin Ayunie, 13, Bukit View Secondary School
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Ai Race Mai
A popular slogan in one of the local car forums. Not meant to provoke anyone in hope of inviting a real race but just a fun one liner that was started way back when... it was still Ai Kum Mai which obviously is suggestive and the underlying connotation was definitely not allowed on the public forum. I just borrowed that for my title...
Was thinking about the topic Venetta Lopez brought up this morning. What is the main purpose of having the check box "Race" in some of the forms that we see? Doesn't that promote discrimination? Given all the efforts we've put in to create racial harmony, is that what we're going to do to separate the people again? Food for thought...
Some days ago, I read on the news on some Eurasian child who score tops in some PSLE for his racial group but he wasn't listed as a Eurasian child. In the very first place, why do officials have to separate the different races. The best should be named and awarded but truth is, it should matter more that you scored best in a certain field/subject rather than your race. The definitions of some races are still very grey. Would an American Asian mix be Eurasian? No? American with European ancestry and Asian mix?
And as for younger generations who can't speak their mother tongue? Is it that important? I was brought up to be effectively bilingual and trust me, helped me a great deal in handling many situations in life and of course, my job. Mother tongue or not, having the ability to be able to speak more than one languages will definitely help. As much as I'd like to advocate one to pursue their mother tongue and be able to at least speak it, I am not ready to put anyone down based on their inability to do so. But I do know with my kids in future, I'd want them to be able to speak their mother tongue just because they have the advantage than to pick up something totally foreign.
What's your take?
Was thinking about the topic Venetta Lopez brought up this morning. What is the main purpose of having the check box "Race" in some of the forms that we see? Doesn't that promote discrimination? Given all the efforts we've put in to create racial harmony, is that what we're going to do to separate the people again? Food for thought...
Some days ago, I read on the news on some Eurasian child who score tops in some PSLE for his racial group but he wasn't listed as a Eurasian child. In the very first place, why do officials have to separate the different races. The best should be named and awarded but truth is, it should matter more that you scored best in a certain field/subject rather than your race. The definitions of some races are still very grey. Would an American Asian mix be Eurasian? No? American with European ancestry and Asian mix?
And as for younger generations who can't speak their mother tongue? Is it that important? I was brought up to be effectively bilingual and trust me, helped me a great deal in handling many situations in life and of course, my job. Mother tongue or not, having the ability to be able to speak more than one languages will definitely help. As much as I'd like to advocate one to pursue their mother tongue and be able to at least speak it, I am not ready to put anyone down based on their inability to do so. But I do know with my kids in future, I'd want them to be able to speak their mother tongue just because they have the advantage than to pick up something totally foreign.
What's your take?
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Orchard Road
It's been eons since I last walked around Orchard. In search of a purple dress, the town was combed through resulting in cramped up thighs the next day. The Christmas lightings were up and the crowd was amazing. I literally had to weave past the crowds to get from building to building. The sea of people with cameras of sorts ranging from the point & shoot to the big bazooka looking ones filled up the streets. It was a mess but oddly enough, I enjoyed it.
Except for the hiccup that ended the day, it was a great day out. Aimlessly walking and window shopping, stopping occasionally for a drink or munchbits, it's warm to have someone walking with you and breathing in the holiday spirit together. As much as it was tiring and left me with a bad left leg the next day, I wouldn't mind doing it yet again. This time, I'll make sure I charge myself up with enough carbos along the way to stop me from turning into a hungry monster.
Go down and explore Orchard Road if you haven't done so in a long time...
To the person who left the last comment - I appreciate that you're taking time to read my crap. I take pride that people do at least read the shitload of them. It's my outlet and I'm sure you have benefitted tremendously from it.
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.
Except for the hiccup that ended the day, it was a great day out. Aimlessly walking and window shopping, stopping occasionally for a drink or munchbits, it's warm to have someone walking with you and breathing in the holiday spirit together. As much as it was tiring and left me with a bad left leg the next day, I wouldn't mind doing it yet again. This time, I'll make sure I charge myself up with enough carbos along the way to stop me from turning into a hungry monster.
Go down and explore Orchard Road if you haven't done so in a long time...
To the person who left the last comment - I appreciate that you're taking time to read my crap. I take pride that people do at least read the shitload of them. It's my outlet and I'm sure you have benefitted tremendously from it.
Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light
From now on,
our troubles will be out of sight
Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
our troubles will be miles away.
Here we are as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore.
Faithful friends who are dear to us
Gather near to us once more.
Through the years
We all will be together,
If the Fates allow
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough.
And have yourself A merry little Christmas now.
Friday, December 05, 2008
Lovingly DIY-ed by Moody Penguin.
Patiently wrapped by the above mentioned.
One of the toughest part.
Smoothly wrapped...
Toughest piece on the car. Totally awesome.
Entirely changed how Kokoro looks...
Other amazing details...
Panel above glove box done up in dry CF as well.
Enjoy...
There are many things in life we want and not need. To sticker the panels in my car is neither. I thought it would look good but wasn't too tempted to get anything done. It didn't matter if I had it or not but I'm telling you, this is one of the best gift ever! It takes alot of patience and it speaks words that one can't bring out of themselves or concern stuck behind the veil of the inability to display it. I'm thankful not because I now have CF trimmings but I know you care.
One of the toughest part.
Smoothly wrapped...
Toughest piece on the car. Totally awesome.
Entirely changed how Kokoro looks...
Other amazing details...
Panel above glove box done up in dry CF as well.
Enjoy...
There are many things in life we want and not need. To sticker the panels in my car is neither. I thought it would look good but wasn't too tempted to get anything done. It didn't matter if I had it or not but I'm telling you, this is one of the best gift ever! It takes alot of patience and it speaks words that one can't bring out of themselves or concern stuck behind the veil of the inability to display it. I'm thankful not because I now have CF trimmings but I know you care.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
Grey Grey and More Grey Grey
Stepping out of Amara after lunching with Daftbitch and Bster, all we saw was grey. Rain was imminent and the two of them just ran off. Before I could walk to the other end of the building, it started to pour like cats and dogs and I was trapped. Texted Wuuu Wuuu and borrowed his heavy duty brolly only to find out that it was mildly leaking but good enough nonetheless. My shoes trapped a gallon of rain water but the rest of me was still relatively dry.
Moody Penguin took half an hour and a bucket of perspiration last night to remove the interior trimmings from Kokoro. He's going to stick on the dry carbon fibre sticker these couple of days and Kokoro's interior would look vastly different. Frankly, I'm not a CF crazy person and could do with the current trimmings but I was a willing guinea pig and knowing that he would put in his heart and soul to make it right, I trusted him to try his new skill out on Kokoro. After some little and somewhat insignificant dents here and there, he finally found the easy way to do it. Pictures should be up once it's done.
Now for the more exciting part - I've been thinking of getting the Gruppe M for the longest time ever but couldn't bring myself to dump so much money into it given the current bearish market. There was someone offering it on the forum at a good price and even then, I didn't waver enough to take the plunge. Moody Penguin then decided to tell me about his plans for my Christmas pressie. And you've guessed it, Christmas came early for me this year. I picked the air intake over a gift that could possibly melt most girls' heart. I just couldn't say no to the giant piece of carbon fibre that produces that beautiful sound... Pictures will be up when it's up and running... I hope...
Thanks Darling...
Moody Penguin took half an hour and a bucket of perspiration last night to remove the interior trimmings from Kokoro. He's going to stick on the dry carbon fibre sticker these couple of days and Kokoro's interior would look vastly different. Frankly, I'm not a CF crazy person and could do with the current trimmings but I was a willing guinea pig and knowing that he would put in his heart and soul to make it right, I trusted him to try his new skill out on Kokoro. After some little and somewhat insignificant dents here and there, he finally found the easy way to do it. Pictures should be up once it's done.
Now for the more exciting part - I've been thinking of getting the Gruppe M for the longest time ever but couldn't bring myself to dump so much money into it given the current bearish market. There was someone offering it on the forum at a good price and even then, I didn't waver enough to take the plunge. Moody Penguin then decided to tell me about his plans for my Christmas pressie. And you've guessed it, Christmas came early for me this year. I picked the air intake over a gift that could possibly melt most girls' heart. I just couldn't say no to the giant piece of carbon fibre that produces that beautiful sound... Pictures will be up when it's up and running... I hope...
Thanks Darling...
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
I Think & I Think... Too Much...
Mentally tired. A phrase overused by me but nonetheless, carries the meaning it was meant to. Thoughts bugged me although things may have taken a whole new meaning. I contradict myself all the time. I pressed on against what I dread to face. Standing alone, the determination that surrounds the doubts is unbelieveable. I'm amazed at myself.
Every step is taken with care. Should this be or not to be?
Following steps previously laid out only puts one in fear of making the same mistake or never emerging to see daylight. Not being able to carve out your own route, you will just be living under shadows. Abandoning the entire trail has never been a choice until the fatique sets in. Doubts still circles the air.
With clouds above one's head, you flout the basic rules. The need to feel deserved should be put back into place. The need to be appreciated lingers on.
Every step is taken with care. Should this be or not to be?
Following steps previously laid out only puts one in fear of making the same mistake or never emerging to see daylight. Not being able to carve out your own route, you will just be living under shadows. Abandoning the entire trail has never been a choice until the fatique sets in. Doubts still circles the air.
With clouds above one's head, you flout the basic rules. The need to feel deserved should be put back into place. The need to be appreciated lingers on.
Monday, December 01, 2008
Peace on Earth
"Peace on earth
Goodwill to men"
A Christmas carol that tugs a tear from the corner of my eye. In the light of the Mumbai terror and the death of Lo Hwei Yen, someone whom I remember to be cheerful and sweet though I don't know her too well on a personal level, it came to me that we are taking peace for granted. The past years of being able to sing our carols in absolute peace and dragging our lazy bodies to attend the Christmas service that's always held early in the morning, we have taken it for granted. We take it for granted that we're able to spend our next Christmas with the same people we hold dear. At this moment, I can only pray that Michael is taking this well. This is not easy for a man who's involved in politics and have his wife lost in a political struggle. Only having had a brief encounter with Michael once, he came across as a very nice and friendly person who loves people around him, be it his friends or family. I'm very sorry for his loss. No words can ever describe the grief he's going through right now. I can only pray that Hwei Yen is in God's good hands... Michael, you take care.
Looking back at my little episode in Phuket some months back, I feel so much luckier than the people stuck in Bangkok right now. Yet another political act that has proved to be disturbing. However, I must say that the Thais have made efforts, even during their protest, that they reassure the tourists that they are not intending to hurt them but purely fighting for that they believe in. In that aspect, they do have my respect for fighting for what they want although they have no doubt, inconvenienced others.
Among all the gloomy news, I have a special announcement to make. A joyous one...
Baby Aidan was born on the 29th Nov 2008, at around 7 pm weighing 3.01kg. Congratulations to his parents and he can be quite sure that the uncles and aunties in the group would pamper him like no other.
Peace on earth... Such simple words, so hard to achieve.
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!"
Joyful, all ye nations rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Goodwill to men"
A Christmas carol that tugs a tear from the corner of my eye. In the light of the Mumbai terror and the death of Lo Hwei Yen, someone whom I remember to be cheerful and sweet though I don't know her too well on a personal level, it came to me that we are taking peace for granted. The past years of being able to sing our carols in absolute peace and dragging our lazy bodies to attend the Christmas service that's always held early in the morning, we have taken it for granted. We take it for granted that we're able to spend our next Christmas with the same people we hold dear. At this moment, I can only pray that Michael is taking this well. This is not easy for a man who's involved in politics and have his wife lost in a political struggle. Only having had a brief encounter with Michael once, he came across as a very nice and friendly person who loves people around him, be it his friends or family. I'm very sorry for his loss. No words can ever describe the grief he's going through right now. I can only pray that Hwei Yen is in God's good hands... Michael, you take care.
Looking back at my little episode in Phuket some months back, I feel so much luckier than the people stuck in Bangkok right now. Yet another political act that has proved to be disturbing. However, I must say that the Thais have made efforts, even during their protest, that they reassure the tourists that they are not intending to hurt them but purely fighting for that they believe in. In that aspect, they do have my respect for fighting for what they want although they have no doubt, inconvenienced others.
Among all the gloomy news, I have a special announcement to make. A joyous one...
Baby Aidan was born on the 29th Nov 2008, at around 7 pm weighing 3.01kg. Congratulations to his parents and he can be quite sure that the uncles and aunties in the group would pamper him like no other.
Peace on earth... Such simple words, so hard to achieve.
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!"
Joyful, all ye nations rise;
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic host proclaim
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Friday, November 28, 2008
Are You Ready?
At the beginning with this year, I was lamenting on the number of weddings I had to attend and I managed to skip a good portion of them. I love weddings and attending them but at this age, you get even your peers asking when is your turn and such and you subsequently just avoid such occasions, Chinese New Year + inquisitive relatives included. As a girl, you dream about your big day since you first saw your elder female cousin/aunt trying on their gown. But when reality kicks in, there are so much more to life than just putting on the gown and veil. There are more factors that revolve around being married than getting married. And as you blow the next birthday candle, you think lesser and lesser of such things or so you wish to believe.
Among my group of friends from school days, we have a divorcee, 2 single souls and the rest of the bunch are all married. It appears that apart from that one (or rather his wife) from the married bunch, the other 3 of us often end up on the same mahjong table.
And then you have the bunch of SBW... (I know some of you guys are reading this and it's meant for your eyes anyway... Celebrate! You're now mentioned on my blog, hence a celebrity. Ha! See you guys for lunch later!) Among them is DaftBitch, a tai-tai triathlete wannabe. She's been with her beau for the longest time ever and is not thinking of tying the knot due to various reasons. Not that we're pushing them for that but I think they're ready. However, DaftBitch is pretty much a character like myself. We're both loud, funloving, insane people but we think alot about life. She's alot more carefree than myself, or so I think. I tend to dwell too much into things. She mentioned she's not in a rush and I feel that mentally, she's got to be ready and no one can push her into it. Similarly for many of you out there who are thinking of getting hitched, I urge you to think if you can live a life with that special someone before rushing into it.
Ex-Sir's Sir is the divorcee I mentioned above. We've been the best of friends forever because he's always been there for me when I needed a friend. He married his sweetheart some years back because they have been together since school, went through that and NS and later on, their individual careers. Finally, they settled down. Little do they know, maybe the time is just not right and now, they are apart.
Ex-Sir's Sir asked me not too long ago if I'm hitting the panic button already. My thoughts are... Probably given some 5 years back, I would have been eager to jump onto the bandwagon with the rest of them. I'm thankful I didn't do that. And those of you who knows me, that relationship of mine that lasted slightly more than half a decade has ended and is defined nothing short of a disaster. Since then, I've never been in a rush.
Was asked if I would mind if my better half isn't ready in a couple of years when I'm turning yellow and haggard (Alright, I'm exaggerating..) I thought about it seriously. I think it's much more important for two persons to feel that they are on stable and solid foundation than to rush into a constitution that they are unsure of. Apart from giving children the legitimacy, I don't think the marriage certification would be of a big issue. In today's society and in particularly referring to myself, women are financially independent and we do not need the certification to give us the security we need. The security tends to be more emotional than tangible. As long as we know that we have a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear to mumble the daily grumbles to, we are usually more than happy.
But of course, I can't be too sure how things would be like in say 5 years time but I'm sure if I know that this is a person that I'm going to spend my life with, it's because he can provide me with the emotional security and is there for me to love and to hold and not merely tied down by the vow of till death do us part. The physical vow is nothing but bullshit. It is the willingness to live out the vows that really matters.
One of my favourite uncle who has been dating for more than a decade way before my Grandpa passed away, still hasn't got any plans to get married because he didn't see the need to and isn't bothered by my ever-nagging Grandma. I don't think why any of you out there should unless you plan to have kids or buy a HDB flat.
My favourite line still goes... "As long as you're here with me, nothing else matters."
Among my group of friends from school days, we have a divorcee, 2 single souls and the rest of the bunch are all married. It appears that apart from that one (or rather his wife) from the married bunch, the other 3 of us often end up on the same mahjong table.
And then you have the bunch of SBW... (I know some of you guys are reading this and it's meant for your eyes anyway... Celebrate! You're now mentioned on my blog, hence a celebrity. Ha! See you guys for lunch later!) Among them is DaftBitch, a tai-tai triathlete wannabe. She's been with her beau for the longest time ever and is not thinking of tying the knot due to various reasons. Not that we're pushing them for that but I think they're ready. However, DaftBitch is pretty much a character like myself. We're both loud, funloving, insane people but we think alot about life. She's alot more carefree than myself, or so I think. I tend to dwell too much into things. She mentioned she's not in a rush and I feel that mentally, she's got to be ready and no one can push her into it. Similarly for many of you out there who are thinking of getting hitched, I urge you to think if you can live a life with that special someone before rushing into it.
Ex-Sir's Sir is the divorcee I mentioned above. We've been the best of friends forever because he's always been there for me when I needed a friend. He married his sweetheart some years back because they have been together since school, went through that and NS and later on, their individual careers. Finally, they settled down. Little do they know, maybe the time is just not right and now, they are apart.
Ex-Sir's Sir asked me not too long ago if I'm hitting the panic button already. My thoughts are... Probably given some 5 years back, I would have been eager to jump onto the bandwagon with the rest of them. I'm thankful I didn't do that. And those of you who knows me, that relationship of mine that lasted slightly more than half a decade has ended and is defined nothing short of a disaster. Since then, I've never been in a rush.
Was asked if I would mind if my better half isn't ready in a couple of years when I'm turning yellow and haggard (Alright, I'm exaggerating..) I thought about it seriously. I think it's much more important for two persons to feel that they are on stable and solid foundation than to rush into a constitution that they are unsure of. Apart from giving children the legitimacy, I don't think the marriage certification would be of a big issue. In today's society and in particularly referring to myself, women are financially independent and we do not need the certification to give us the security we need. The security tends to be more emotional than tangible. As long as we know that we have a shoulder to lean on and a listening ear to mumble the daily grumbles to, we are usually more than happy.
But of course, I can't be too sure how things would be like in say 5 years time but I'm sure if I know that this is a person that I'm going to spend my life with, it's because he can provide me with the emotional security and is there for me to love and to hold and not merely tied down by the vow of till death do us part. The physical vow is nothing but bullshit. It is the willingness to live out the vows that really matters.
One of my favourite uncle who has been dating for more than a decade way before my Grandpa passed away, still hasn't got any plans to get married because he didn't see the need to and isn't bothered by my ever-nagging Grandma. I don't think why any of you out there should unless you plan to have kids or buy a HDB flat.
My favourite line still goes... "As long as you're here with me, nothing else matters."
Thursday, November 27, 2008
It Takes Two
Funny how my mind like to run in circles when you least needed confusion. The more you avoid, the more you find yourself entangled in the lines. Thoughts get muddled like a foot in the swamp in an attempt to free itself from sinking any further into the water percolated sand. The world gets darker as we sink deeper until a point where we can no longer breathe freely. The heart dies. The thoughts dead.
How did we ever even allow ourselves to be tangled up when we are totally capable of not walking right into the swamp in the first place? Apart from the myriad of possible reasons, the one big factor is the decision maker, the main and only player in your game and the deciding piece on your chessboard. Very often, we are the ones who allow and condone. But we also forget, we have emotions and we're very much controlled by them. We choose to be entangled because we are too excited over the adventure of getting past the swamp in order to reach the oasis on the other side.
There is also the part in life where it takes two to tango. (Technically speaking, one can tango too but well, it's a figure of speech) Both have to be willing to peep into one another's life through the other person's binoculars yet pardon the dust specks and scratches on the lenses. My favourite line to my better half, "as long as you're here with me, nothing else matters" and I mean every bit of it. As long as you have the support and backing that you know even if you fall, the pain is secondary. All you have to do is to trust wholeheartedly. Communication then becomes the main tool that fixes and bridges. If happiness is the end destination, then pit stops should have them too. We can then rest and look at how far we've walked and be happy with our achievements.
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to... Cuz I wanna hold yours too...
* Regretted not having gone to skate at Bryant Park last Christmas.
How did we ever even allow ourselves to be tangled up when we are totally capable of not walking right into the swamp in the first place? Apart from the myriad of possible reasons, the one big factor is the decision maker, the main and only player in your game and the deciding piece on your chessboard. Very often, we are the ones who allow and condone. But we also forget, we have emotions and we're very much controlled by them. We choose to be entangled because we are too excited over the adventure of getting past the swamp in order to reach the oasis on the other side.
There is also the part in life where it takes two to tango. (Technically speaking, one can tango too but well, it's a figure of speech) Both have to be willing to peep into one another's life through the other person's binoculars yet pardon the dust specks and scratches on the lenses. My favourite line to my better half, "as long as you're here with me, nothing else matters" and I mean every bit of it. As long as you have the support and backing that you know even if you fall, the pain is secondary. All you have to do is to trust wholeheartedly. Communication then becomes the main tool that fixes and bridges. If happiness is the end destination, then pit stops should have them too. We can then rest and look at how far we've walked and be happy with our achievements.
Yes you can hold my hand if you want to... Cuz I wanna hold yours too...
* Regretted not having gone to skate at Bryant Park last Christmas.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Importance of Self
Very often, we tend to lose a part of ourselves when we move into another stage in life be it dating, marriage, having a new pet, getting a new job or welcoming a new life. The time we have is usually barely sufficient to handle the already packed and hectic life of a regular working adult, a change will only mean sacrifices to be made along the way. As much as we hope we could still do what we were doing before, time may post a real challenge. The crucial bit is not to lose so much of yourself at one go or it'd be extremely hard to pull yourself out and put yourself back to where you came from.
Maybe it's simply self-denial that one lives to think that things may take a positive step and remain nothing else but positive. Things almost never work out the way we want them to me. At least for me...
All we can do is hold our fort and hope for the best in the next steps we take. Too much speculation and plans will get us nowhere. I know I sound incoherent and that's cuz I am...
Maybe it's simply self-denial that one lives to think that things may take a positive step and remain nothing else but positive. Things almost never work out the way we want them to me. At least for me...
All we can do is hold our fort and hope for the best in the next steps we take. Too much speculation and plans will get us nowhere. I know I sound incoherent and that's cuz I am...
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Happiness Left...
Happiness seems to be a word that escapes from me on a regular basis. The laughters were not forgettable and the thought lingers. The tears escaped from the jail of pride. Growing up being the flawed self-centred individual, friends have grown to either love or hate me. But it was understood that I meant no harm but words I say tend to get me into trouble. It was also understood that PMS is no excuse to tantrums and bad attitude but it can't be helped that half the population in the world go through that. Not in an attempt to justify PMS or the actions that followed. Guilt is a more appropriate word. Love is the basis. Happiness is the destination.
Looking back at the activities, the thoughts and love, any description less than beautiful is not doing justice. If change is what is needed to be a better person, anyone should consider stepping up to fill bigger coats. In the process, understanding from people around you will prove to be crucial. I suppose only when you survive through changes and growing up, you survive the worst and emerge stronger. If you get dropped out in the process, maybe you've just failed as a person. In this case, failing as a partner and support. Having the ability to give, drains and fills one all at the same time. But having the ability is a gift in itself, a gift coupled with the refusal to give up. All in the name of love...
Maybe by seeking and settling in a spot with true appreciation would there be sufficient happiness...
Looking back at the activities, the thoughts and love, any description less than beautiful is not doing justice. If change is what is needed to be a better person, anyone should consider stepping up to fill bigger coats. In the process, understanding from people around you will prove to be crucial. I suppose only when you survive through changes and growing up, you survive the worst and emerge stronger. If you get dropped out in the process, maybe you've just failed as a person. In this case, failing as a partner and support. Having the ability to give, drains and fills one all at the same time. But having the ability is a gift in itself, a gift coupled with the refusal to give up. All in the name of love...
Maybe by seeking and settling in a spot with true appreciation would there be sufficient happiness...
And I Love You So...
爱永远都是难题
失去分寸太容易
谁都是凡人不够小心翼翼
有时候忘了珍惜
伤害来的太无意
有时爱太急需要空间呼吸
争吵愈狠痛愈深刻
然后不断自责
我们都忘了最初的快乐
拥抱越紧痛愈深刻
谁不会舍不得
现在我给的或许并不是你要的
如果分离是唯一的解脱
最后的话我来说
如果永远你不必再难过遗憾让我来过
就算过去的回忆太脆弱
连未来也没有我
爱着你仍是我的执着
让你哭泣对不起为了爱承受委屈
说过的承诺其实还没忘记
愈是在乎的关系愈是相处不容易
伤害了你我也失去勇气
争吵愈狠痛愈深刻
然后不断自责
我们都忘了最初的快乐
拥抱越紧痛愈深刻
谁不会舍不得
现在我给的或许并不是你要的
如果分离是唯一的解脱
最后的话我来说
如果永远你不必再难过
遗憾让我来过
就算过去的回忆太脆弱
连未来也没有我
爱着你仍是我的执着
走到感情关键时候却握不住你的手
还能有什么藉口让爱再回头
多少的爱说不出口
就让时间帮我说话
我一个人拼命挣扎
总比两个人一起难过还好吧
如果分离是唯一的解脱
最后的话我来说
如果永远你不必再难过
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Dark In Here...
Needless to say, you must be one of those common people who have felt the slowdown in the economic downturn. Having just made a lateral move to another consultancy, I couldn't have started on a worse note. The glorious days of good money seems to be over and everything is starting to look so gloomy. Like the weather, there seem to be a constant overcast at all times. The next dollar seems to be harder to come by...
Even than, I remain positive that things will be better. To be absolutely frank, when I typed the above statement, I felt guilty if I really meant it. Things might be better some day but I'm not seeing the light and in fact, we're just at the very beginning of the cold and dark tunnel. It's sadistic but it feels good to know that there will always be people who are worse off but there are also a bunch of people who thrive that during times like that and can make the best out of the worst situation.
Who doesn't want to have this sort of ability and mentality but truth is, we're all born differently. I've always felt vulnerable to changes and it could be the way I was brought up. I may seem like an adventurous person but in actual fact, I might just be the most conservative person you'll ever know. In terms of my actions and body language, I tend to be loud and larger than life. Behind closed doors, I'm just a wimp and always reluctant to step out of my comfort zone and take some kind of risk. To me, I can't possibly find something else that could give me the flexibility and possibilities which is why I'm not keen to try. Having said that, I might have been too independent since I was young so I had to fight for every bit myself hence the reluctance to let go. However, things aren't as dark as I'm portraying it. It is still not the end. If the warrior in me starts to fight the war again, I might just make a comeback pretty soon.
So right now, it's best that I hide behind the screen and start hunting...
Even than, I remain positive that things will be better. To be absolutely frank, when I typed the above statement, I felt guilty if I really meant it. Things might be better some day but I'm not seeing the light and in fact, we're just at the very beginning of the cold and dark tunnel. It's sadistic but it feels good to know that there will always be people who are worse off but there are also a bunch of people who thrive that during times like that and can make the best out of the worst situation.
Who doesn't want to have this sort of ability and mentality but truth is, we're all born differently. I've always felt vulnerable to changes and it could be the way I was brought up. I may seem like an adventurous person but in actual fact, I might just be the most conservative person you'll ever know. In terms of my actions and body language, I tend to be loud and larger than life. Behind closed doors, I'm just a wimp and always reluctant to step out of my comfort zone and take some kind of risk. To me, I can't possibly find something else that could give me the flexibility and possibilities which is why I'm not keen to try. Having said that, I might have been too independent since I was young so I had to fight for every bit myself hence the reluctance to let go. However, things aren't as dark as I'm portraying it. It is still not the end. If the warrior in me starts to fight the war again, I might just make a comeback pretty soon.
So right now, it's best that I hide behind the screen and start hunting...
Monday, November 17, 2008
Regular Weekend
The last weekend was simple and regular but one that I enjoyed tremendously. Nothing amazing but just some slow moving actions and spending quality time. Both days were lazy and I was completely catching up on my sleep. First half of Saturday evening was spent watching Texas Hold'Em and the second half was my own mahjong game. Although the night could have ended better, I have no complaints.
Quantum of Solace filled the later half of Sunday afternoon with the first half spent at home, lazing around with my folks. Aimless walking and window shopping's never been more enjoyable. Day ended early but I like the simplicity and could only look forward to more.
Back to Quantum of Solace, it wasn't so much a movie I was dying to watch. To begin with, I was never a Bond fan apart from the fact that I'd love to marry Pierce Brosnan. But I knew I'd enjoy the company more than anything else, so I went. Loads of action and as expected, I wasn't disappointed. Having read reviews on the show having very simple plot, I walked in eyes wide open, not expecting any plot. It wans't half as bad as I thought expect that there were bits of it that gave me the motion sickness discomfort. I love the first scenes with the Aston Martin. Awesome car, awesome scene.
I'd take a simple weekend anytime...
Quantum of Solace filled the later half of Sunday afternoon with the first half spent at home, lazing around with my folks. Aimless walking and window shopping's never been more enjoyable. Day ended early but I like the simplicity and could only look forward to more.
Back to Quantum of Solace, it wasn't so much a movie I was dying to watch. To begin with, I was never a Bond fan apart from the fact that I'd love to marry Pierce Brosnan. But I knew I'd enjoy the company more than anything else, so I went. Loads of action and as expected, I wasn't disappointed. Having read reviews on the show having very simple plot, I walked in eyes wide open, not expecting any plot. It wans't half as bad as I thought expect that there were bits of it that gave me the motion sickness discomfort. I love the first scenes with the Aston Martin. Awesome car, awesome scene.
I'd take a simple weekend anytime...
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Giving & Taking
This is an age old subject which I believe few of us have found a balance in this delicate mix. Some of us find ourselves giving more and others, taking. Thing is, would takers know that they're taking?
To prevent ourselves from taking things for granted, we often find ourselves questioning our souls within if we're being appreciated for the little things in life that we do and more often than not, little sacrifices made by us. Sacrifices are not often measurable by it's quality or quantity because when you truly love and care, these things doesn't matter. It does, however, matter a great deal when having this particular person around and the importance of it is being overlooked. That is when relationships fail and crack.
To be able to give is actually a great thing and when we love, we forget about the giving. Constant review will allow you to think if you've been a happy camper. When the sky turns grey, you wonder if the rain will ever stop and if the sun will re-emerge. The sun might came back up in a different way, may not be what you expect it to be but does that mean that you're staying up to look at the break of dawn or would you rather to lying in bed snoozing away.
Was told not too long ago that I have to constantly believe that I'm a diamond. In order for others to love me, I have first got to love myself. Should I even allow anything or anyone to cause chaos to my life? The answer waits to be seen because in life, there are just so many little bits that makes it colourful that might eventually bring you down or put you in a better place. We don't just sweep it away because it's messing up the place now. In a way, I'm too positive and hopeful for my own good and in a way, I wonder if I'll ever see the rainbow. Either way, we need to love ourselves again and probably not allow ourselves to get battered and torn again. Diamonds are diamonds because they are unique and with the right lighting, the attention it draws may just be extraordinary.
Life would be so much better is everyone can take everyone else a little more seriously and not be bothered with the nitty gritties. The very minimum is to appreciate the little things people around you do for you in order to see life in the bigger picture.
To prevent ourselves from taking things for granted, we often find ourselves questioning our souls within if we're being appreciated for the little things in life that we do and more often than not, little sacrifices made by us. Sacrifices are not often measurable by it's quality or quantity because when you truly love and care, these things doesn't matter. It does, however, matter a great deal when having this particular person around and the importance of it is being overlooked. That is when relationships fail and crack.
To be able to give is actually a great thing and when we love, we forget about the giving. Constant review will allow you to think if you've been a happy camper. When the sky turns grey, you wonder if the rain will ever stop and if the sun will re-emerge. The sun might came back up in a different way, may not be what you expect it to be but does that mean that you're staying up to look at the break of dawn or would you rather to lying in bed snoozing away.
Was told not too long ago that I have to constantly believe that I'm a diamond. In order for others to love me, I have first got to love myself. Should I even allow anything or anyone to cause chaos to my life? The answer waits to be seen because in life, there are just so many little bits that makes it colourful that might eventually bring you down or put you in a better place. We don't just sweep it away because it's messing up the place now. In a way, I'm too positive and hopeful for my own good and in a way, I wonder if I'll ever see the rainbow. Either way, we need to love ourselves again and probably not allow ourselves to get battered and torn again. Diamonds are diamonds because they are unique and with the right lighting, the attention it draws may just be extraordinary.
Life would be so much better is everyone can take everyone else a little more seriously and not be bothered with the nitty gritties. The very minimum is to appreciate the little things people around you do for you in order to see life in the bigger picture.
Monday, November 10, 2008
STAR-ring Northlight School
On Saturday, I went on a charity event with SGMerc to Northlight School. The students are made up of children in their teens who have difficulties in one way or another, passing their PSLE. Some of them have learning difficulties and in fact, I spoke to one of the boys who is autistic. Others may just have terrible family background that deters them from spending more time in their studies. More often than not, they belong to the category of students we classify as the needy students in terms of their learning or financial ability.
These students are at the age of their lives that if not given proper guidance and hope, they will easily be led astray. If we're able to help them get on with life the right way, bearing the proper values, they will one day be a good contributor to the society. The Principal explained during one of their powerpoint presentations that these children are taught to remember that they are a star. Quoted from her, "The darker the environment, the brighter you shine." And instead of giving them dreams and hopes, she makes them work hard and beating the fact in reality back to them. If they think life is unfair, that's because life really is unfair so they'd have to accept it and move on, making the better out of things. Even for the rest of us being more fortunate to be able to receive the kind of education we did, we should also not blame anyone but to work towards our goal.
This charity event is particularly meaningful because it reminds me of how fortunate I am in my given environment. And on hearing those aspirational stories by the SGMerc members who shared, I know the last I know be doing is to rest on my laurels. The only way for thigns to get better is to make it happen.
These students are at the age of their lives that if not given proper guidance and hope, they will easily be led astray. If we're able to help them get on with life the right way, bearing the proper values, they will one day be a good contributor to the society. The Principal explained during one of their powerpoint presentations that these children are taught to remember that they are a star. Quoted from her, "The darker the environment, the brighter you shine." And instead of giving them dreams and hopes, she makes them work hard and beating the fact in reality back to them. If they think life is unfair, that's because life really is unfair so they'd have to accept it and move on, making the better out of things. Even for the rest of us being more fortunate to be able to receive the kind of education we did, we should also not blame anyone but to work towards our goal.
This charity event is particularly meaningful because it reminds me of how fortunate I am in my given environment. And on hearing those aspirational stories by the SGMerc members who shared, I know the last I know be doing is to rest on my laurels. The only way for thigns to get better is to make it happen.
Friday, November 07, 2008
International Energy Week
Had to wake up really early yesterday to attend a breakfast seminar on International Energy Week. Which also explains why the news these couple of days revolves around energy and it's fate for the next decade or century. My initial intention when I accepted the invitation was to purely network and at the same time, learn more about the particular industry which I genuinely believe that the information would help me. The seminar really opened my eyes although I didn't stay throughout.
Apart from our common knowledge of wine, solar, hydroelectric, wave, biofuel, nuclear and fossil fuels, we can actually look into more environmentally friendly options in time to come. What actually comes to mind when we mention nuclear energy. We're always so against it but do we actually know why apart from the fact that it is radioactive. To be fair, we've seen pictures and heard stories about radiation and I'm totally against it. But truth is, nuclear plants do not emit carbon dioxide like fossil fuel plants do. They are generally better for the environment ONLY IF the decommission of the plant is done properly and that means really high cost. Radioactive waste should also be handled with care and should not be allowed unless very detailed care is taken. Yet again, it's the cost issue. We all tend to place the importance of money way above our environment. I dread to think the sort of environment my kids and our future generations would be growing up in.
Carbon capture and storage (CCS) is one new term for me from yesterday. In short, this process separates the CO2 during industrial processes, transporting it to a storage location and isolating it from the atmosphere. This will greatly reduce the amount of CO2 being released into the air. Potential storage location will include dried oil and gas fields, unminable coal beds. CO2 will then be injected into these places where the CO2 will react with the metal oxides underground to produce stable carbonates. Which in English, means it will encourage the generation of more energy. This is currently in research stage and to retrofit the equipment for the process would be a very expensive project even if it can be done. New rigs can be built with these function and it will be relatively cheaper to do it. So if this is possible in the near future, we still have hope given the limited amount of fossil fuel we have right now. Details of the above process is extremely dry and I have yet to totally undersand so I shan't embarrass myself further but I think with enough efforts to change the world, we can all make it a better place.
With the warload + Texan oil king off his throne, we all have hope...
Apart from our common knowledge of wine, solar, hydroelectric, wave, biofuel, nuclear and fossil fuels, we can actually look into more environmentally friendly options in time to come. What actually comes to mind when we mention nuclear energy. We're always so against it but do we actually know why apart from the fact that it is radioactive. To be fair, we've seen pictures and heard stories about radiation and I'm totally against it. But truth is, nuclear plants do not emit carbon dioxide like fossil fuel plants do. They are generally better for the environment ONLY IF the decommission of the plant is done properly and that means really high cost. Radioactive waste should also be handled with care and should not be allowed unless very detailed care is taken. Yet again, it's the cost issue. We all tend to place the importance of money way above our environment. I dread to think the sort of environment my kids and our future generations would be growing up in.
Carbon capture and storage (CCS) is one new term for me from yesterday. In short, this process separates the CO2 during industrial processes, transporting it to a storage location and isolating it from the atmosphere. This will greatly reduce the amount of CO2 being released into the air. Potential storage location will include dried oil and gas fields, unminable coal beds. CO2 will then be injected into these places where the CO2 will react with the metal oxides underground to produce stable carbonates. Which in English, means it will encourage the generation of more energy. This is currently in research stage and to retrofit the equipment for the process would be a very expensive project even if it can be done. New rigs can be built with these function and it will be relatively cheaper to do it. So if this is possible in the near future, we still have hope given the limited amount of fossil fuel we have right now. Details of the above process is extremely dry and I have yet to totally undersand so I shan't embarrass myself further but I think with enough efforts to change the world, we can all make it a better place.
With the warload + Texan oil king off his throne, we all have hope...
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
ERP on PIE Kills ECP
Traffic was unusually heavy this morning. There weren't any accidents. I'm presuming a large group of people recee-ing to avoid PIE from tomorrow onwards. I am forseeing a disastrous morning tomorrow. Just one question i have in mind - By charging every possible entry into "high day traffic volume" areas, would traffic condition ease up? At least for me, there's nothing much I can do about it but get caught and resort to paying to get it. You might want to point your finger at me and be laughing, thinking "serve you right" but if you live where I live, you will get where I'm coming from and why I'm driving to work, of course my passion for driving aside. And the toll is ridiculously overpriced. Has anyone EVER questioned what are those numbers based on? I spend about $5 to get to work and another $1.50 when I go home considering that I'm not taking CTE that would set me back by a couple more dollars. The cost of living is getting so high, it's greatly reducing out standard of living... Singapore is just forcing me to get out.
Spartans!
After watching the show "300" for about 6 times and not being able to finish it because I'll usually fall asleep within the first 10 mins, I finally had the chance to stay awake throughout the entire show and actually enjoyed it. But of course, I had to keep my eyes open for the first 30 mins. Somehow, it was just so hypnotising.
I have to admit that this is not my favourite kind of show. Too much gory and heads flying around and it's far from being a non-fiction. Then again, which of the movies out there are actually non-fiction when they only try to be a non-fiction as much as they can try to portray it.
Somehow, the show managed to remind me that once you're decided on fighting the war, there's no looking back. As much as strategies and strength are crucial, it takes more than bravery to keep holding on. Then again, overkill of ego and pride. The only nice thing is the respect for women in the show. If my husband loved me until the very second that he fell dead on the battlefield, I'd probably be the happiest widow on earth. It was such a beautiful thought...
I have to admit that this is not my favourite kind of show. Too much gory and heads flying around and it's far from being a non-fiction. Then again, which of the movies out there are actually non-fiction when they only try to be a non-fiction as much as they can try to portray it.
Somehow, the show managed to remind me that once you're decided on fighting the war, there's no looking back. As much as strategies and strength are crucial, it takes more than bravery to keep holding on. Then again, overkill of ego and pride. The only nice thing is the respect for women in the show. If my husband loved me until the very second that he fell dead on the battlefield, I'd probably be the happiest widow on earth. It was such a beautiful thought...
Friday, October 31, 2008
Capricorns Are...
Taken from http://www.astrology-online.com/capricrn.htm
If you're lazy to read, the interesting points are highlighted... Parts of them makes me laugh...
Capricorn! About Your Sign...
Capricorn is one of the most stable and (mostly) serious of the zodiacal types. These independent, rocklike characters have many sterling qualities. They are normally confident, strong willed and calm. These hardworking, unemotional, shrewd, practical, responsible, persevering, and cautious to the extreme persons, are capable of persisting for as long as is necessary to accomplish a goal they have set for themselves. They are reliable workers in almost any profession they undertake. They are the major finishers of most projects started by the 'pioneering' signs; with firm stick-to-it-ness they quickly become the backbone of any company they work for.
Capricornians make of themselves, resourceful, determined managers; setting high standards for themselves and others. They strive always for honesty in their criticism of self, they respect discipline from above and demand it from those beneath them. In their methodical, tough, stubborn, unyielding way, they persist against personal hardship, putting their families and/or their work before their own needs and welfare to reach their objectives long after others have given up and fallen by the wayside. In fact when practical ability allied with the drive of ambition are required in employees to make a project succeed, Capricornians are the people to hire. They plan carefully to fulfill their ambitions (which often include becoming wealthy), they are economical without meanness, and able to achieve great results with minimum effort and expense. Because of their organizing ability they are able to work on several projects simultaneously.
They have a great respect for authority but may not, if they reach high rank, be willing to listen to other opinions on things they are directly responsible for. As the ranking authority figure in a given situation they expect their underlings to be as self disciplined as they themselves are, and to perform every task undertaken to the highest standard.
They are, nevertheless, fair as well as demanding. Among their equals they are not always the most pleasant of work fellows for they are reserved and too conservative, valuing tradition more than innovation, however valuable the latter, and they are often humorless. There is also a tendency to pessimism, melancholy and even unhappiness which many Capricornians are unable to keep to themselves, especially if they fail personally. In the extreme this trait can make them a very depressed individual; ecstatic happiness alternating with the most wretched kind of misery which is so subconsciously buried that he or she should seek help if such emotions become frequent. For the above reason, capable Capricorn should spend many hours in meditation, gathering the strength to control such inner emotions.
The swings in mood are not the only reason some Capricornians deserve the adjective based on their name - capricious. They can be surprisingly and suddenly witty and subtle for the quiet, reserved individuals they seem to be, and they also have a tendency to ruin things by unexpected and utterly irresponsible bouts of flippancy. In certain individuals in whom the characteristic is strong, the temptation to do this has to be resisted with iron self-control. Another unexpected quality in some Capricornians is an interest in the occult which persists in spite of their naturally skeptical turn of mind.
Their intellects are sometimes very subtle. They think profoundly and deeply, throughly exploring all possibilities before deciding on a 'safe' alternative. They have good memories and an insatiable yet methodical desire for knowledge. They are rational, logical and clearheaded, have good concentration, delight in debate in which they can show off their cleverness by luring their adversaries into traps and confounding them with logic.
In their personal relationships they are often ill-at-ease, if not downright unhappy. They are somewhat self-centered but not excessively so, wary and cautious around people they do not know very well, preferring not to meddle with others and in turn not to allow interference with themselves, thus they tend to attract people who do not understand them. Casual acquaintances they will treat with diplomacy, tact and, above all, reticence. They make few good friends but are intensely loyal to those they do make, and they can become bitter, and powerful enemies. They sometimes dislike the opposite sex and test the waters of affection gingerly before judging the temperature right for marriage. Once married, however, they are faithful, though inclined to jealousy. Most Capricornians marry for life.
Their occupations can include most professions that have to do with math or money and they are strongly attracted to music. They can be economists, financiers, bankers, speculators, contractors, managers and real estate brokers. They excel as bureaucrats, especially where projects demanding long-term planning and working are concerned, and their skill in debate and love of dialectic make them good politicians. They are excellent teachers, especially as principals of educational establishments where they have the authority to manage and organize without too much intimacy with the staff members. If working with their hands, they can become practical scientists, engineers, farmers and builders. The wit and flippancy which is characteristic of certain Capricornians may make some turn to entertainment as a career.
If you're lazy to read, the interesting points are highlighted... Parts of them makes me laugh...
Capricorn! About Your Sign...
Capricorn is one of the most stable and (mostly) serious of the zodiacal types. These independent, rocklike characters have many sterling qualities. They are normally confident, strong willed and calm. These hardworking, unemotional, shrewd, practical, responsible, persevering, and cautious to the extreme persons, are capable of persisting for as long as is necessary to accomplish a goal they have set for themselves. They are reliable workers in almost any profession they undertake. They are the major finishers of most projects started by the 'pioneering' signs; with firm stick-to-it-ness they quickly become the backbone of any company they work for.
Capricornians make of themselves, resourceful, determined managers; setting high standards for themselves and others. They strive always for honesty in their criticism of self, they respect discipline from above and demand it from those beneath them. In their methodical, tough, stubborn, unyielding way, they persist against personal hardship, putting their families and/or their work before their own needs and welfare to reach their objectives long after others have given up and fallen by the wayside. In fact when practical ability allied with the drive of ambition are required in employees to make a project succeed, Capricornians are the people to hire. They plan carefully to fulfill their ambitions (which often include becoming wealthy), they are economical without meanness, and able to achieve great results with minimum effort and expense. Because of their organizing ability they are able to work on several projects simultaneously.
They have a great respect for authority but may not, if they reach high rank, be willing to listen to other opinions on things they are directly responsible for. As the ranking authority figure in a given situation they expect their underlings to be as self disciplined as they themselves are, and to perform every task undertaken to the highest standard.
They are, nevertheless, fair as well as demanding. Among their equals they are not always the most pleasant of work fellows for they are reserved and too conservative, valuing tradition more than innovation, however valuable the latter, and they are often humorless. There is also a tendency to pessimism, melancholy and even unhappiness which many Capricornians are unable to keep to themselves, especially if they fail personally. In the extreme this trait can make them a very depressed individual; ecstatic happiness alternating with the most wretched kind of misery which is so subconsciously buried that he or she should seek help if such emotions become frequent. For the above reason, capable Capricorn should spend many hours in meditation, gathering the strength to control such inner emotions.
The swings in mood are not the only reason some Capricornians deserve the adjective based on their name - capricious. They can be surprisingly and suddenly witty and subtle for the quiet, reserved individuals they seem to be, and they also have a tendency to ruin things by unexpected and utterly irresponsible bouts of flippancy. In certain individuals in whom the characteristic is strong, the temptation to do this has to be resisted with iron self-control. Another unexpected quality in some Capricornians is an interest in the occult which persists in spite of their naturally skeptical turn of mind.
Their intellects are sometimes very subtle. They think profoundly and deeply, throughly exploring all possibilities before deciding on a 'safe' alternative. They have good memories and an insatiable yet methodical desire for knowledge. They are rational, logical and clearheaded, have good concentration, delight in debate in which they can show off their cleverness by luring their adversaries into traps and confounding them with logic.
In their personal relationships they are often ill-at-ease, if not downright unhappy. They are somewhat self-centered but not excessively so, wary and cautious around people they do not know very well, preferring not to meddle with others and in turn not to allow interference with themselves, thus they tend to attract people who do not understand them. Casual acquaintances they will treat with diplomacy, tact and, above all, reticence. They make few good friends but are intensely loyal to those they do make, and they can become bitter, and powerful enemies. They sometimes dislike the opposite sex and test the waters of affection gingerly before judging the temperature right for marriage. Once married, however, they are faithful, though inclined to jealousy. Most Capricornians marry for life.
Their occupations can include most professions that have to do with math or money and they are strongly attracted to music. They can be economists, financiers, bankers, speculators, contractors, managers and real estate brokers. They excel as bureaucrats, especially where projects demanding long-term planning and working are concerned, and their skill in debate and love of dialectic make them good politicians. They are excellent teachers, especially as principals of educational establishments where they have the authority to manage and organize without too much intimacy with the staff members. If working with their hands, they can become practical scientists, engineers, farmers and builders. The wit and flippancy which is characteristic of certain Capricornians may make some turn to entertainment as a career.
He Who Hogs, Truly A Hog
Traffic jams are rare on ECP. Although every morning, the traffic gets a little heavy but it's usually moving unless there's some sort of traffic jam. I have resorted to crusing on KPE for my trip home because the roads just get too congested between the 6.30pm to 8.30pm period. But on my way to work, I still go on autopilot and will cruise my way through ECP although it is a slightly longer route.
However, from my observation, the slow down on ECP is usually caused by road hoggers. People who are on the overtaking lane going at 70km/h. What were they thinking?
Please, if you know you're slower, no one is asking you to go faster or break the sound barrier. Just keep left and let the other vehicles pass you. If you think you're going at 90km/h and should be on the right lane, please remember that it is an overtaking lane and not called a max speed limit lane. What's the problem with keeping left and let the other cars pass and subsequently join back into the overtaking formation when the faster cars have gone past you? The worst are the oblivious driver. I doubt that they ever look at their rear view mirror to look at other cars needing to pass them.
Next time you're on the road, spare a thought for other drivers. They might or might not have a legitimate reason to go fast but if you're not in a rush and you're blocking their way, just have the courtesy to let them pass you.
However, from my observation, the slow down on ECP is usually caused by road hoggers. People who are on the overtaking lane going at 70km/h. What were they thinking?
Please, if you know you're slower, no one is asking you to go faster or break the sound barrier. Just keep left and let the other vehicles pass you. If you think you're going at 90km/h and should be on the right lane, please remember that it is an overtaking lane and not called a max speed limit lane. What's the problem with keeping left and let the other cars pass and subsequently join back into the overtaking formation when the faster cars have gone past you? The worst are the oblivious driver. I doubt that they ever look at their rear view mirror to look at other cars needing to pass them.
Next time you're on the road, spare a thought for other drivers. They might or might not have a legitimate reason to go fast but if you're not in a rush and you're blocking their way, just have the courtesy to let them pass you.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
KPE - Love & Hate It
After getting the warning for speeding in the newly opened KPE, I'm extra careful and I know exactly where the cameras are but mostly importantly, I just switch to cruise control and move on when my car decides when to step up and slow down. The letter clearly stated that I could be fined some X amount and gotten like 4 demerit points. Ouch!
By the way, I was going at 85km/h which is below the speed limit for the other expressways. No excuses because I know that the limit is at 70km/h but my grumble is that it's so easy with modern cars to go beyond 70km/h without really stepping on it. The speed limit is ridiculous.
I usually take it on my back from work because it requires little brain cells because no one would be overtaking as that would potentially earn you a ticket. On the way towars CBD, I've never quite taken during morning peak hours. Let me know if you have done so and how's the condition like before I decide to be suicidal and try on a new route.
By the way, I was going at 85km/h which is below the speed limit for the other expressways. No excuses because I know that the limit is at 70km/h but my grumble is that it's so easy with modern cars to go beyond 70km/h without really stepping on it. The speed limit is ridiculous.
I usually take it on my back from work because it requires little brain cells because no one would be overtaking as that would potentially earn you a ticket. On the way towars CBD, I've never quite taken during morning peak hours. Let me know if you have done so and how's the condition like before I decide to be suicidal and try on a new route.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Interpretation of Dreams - Broken Mug
Do you believe in dreams and what it might be telling you?
After reading messages on Skype that Moody Penguin sent me last night, it took my a while to realise what he type and even then, I had difficulties digesting the information. Apparently, he will be going away for a while for various reasons. I had these in anticipation but it just hit me of a sudden that this is finally happening. The thought of not being able to hold him when I'm feeling down is indeed a little depressing but I'm happy things are moving for him. To avoid any form of miscommunication due to the lack of it, we had to learn to be more patient with and understanding of one another. Although I can't wait for life to start, I'm also apprehensive of what it brings me.
Tossed and turned in bed the whole time last night and couldn't fall asleep which also explains why I'm rather zombie like today. I did however manage to catch some 20 winks. I vaguely remembered this morning that I dreamt of a broken mug so I hurriedly search the internet for an interpretation and guess what I found. Taken from the book - Ultimate Dictionary of Dream Language
Mug (Broken) - Lack of communication will result in a major set back. Think ahead in order to prevent this.
Scares me how dreams indicates what is on your mind. I refuse to believe that it foretells anything but I am impressed with the book and what it is telling me.
After reading messages on Skype that Moody Penguin sent me last night, it took my a while to realise what he type and even then, I had difficulties digesting the information. Apparently, he will be going away for a while for various reasons. I had these in anticipation but it just hit me of a sudden that this is finally happening. The thought of not being able to hold him when I'm feeling down is indeed a little depressing but I'm happy things are moving for him. To avoid any form of miscommunication due to the lack of it, we had to learn to be more patient with and understanding of one another. Although I can't wait for life to start, I'm also apprehensive of what it brings me.
Tossed and turned in bed the whole time last night and couldn't fall asleep which also explains why I'm rather zombie like today. I did however manage to catch some 20 winks. I vaguely remembered this morning that I dreamt of a broken mug so I hurriedly search the internet for an interpretation and guess what I found. Taken from the book - Ultimate Dictionary of Dream Language
Mug (Broken) - Lack of communication will result in a major set back. Think ahead in order to prevent this.
Scares me how dreams indicates what is on your mind. I refuse to believe that it foretells anything but I am impressed with the book and what it is telling me.
Monday, October 20, 2008
Out-Excess
Recession has gotten to me and I think I brought it upon myself. Retail therapy this week kept me sane for a while until I thought of my credit card bills. A cheque to A&E Quack hasn't been cleared and I still owe Amazing Race Partner the monies for my last Phuket trip. On top of all these, the senseless purchase of shoes and board shorts has hit me back to reality. To top it off, I received a reminder from my mobile phone service provider that my bill hasn't been paid.
Wakeboarding with a banker, an advertising chi-chi tai tai wannabe aka Alcoholic Empress Dowager was disastrous yet hilarious. The session ended among thunder, lightning and a bunch of screaming girls. 10 mins after the screaming, we were back on dry land discussing how we should save money because it's recession and how the bankers are having their meals at hawkers. It seems like elastic things like good food are the first to go in times like these.
My teeth whitening scheduled but beginning of next month has to go on but everything else would have to go. That includes excessive shopping, excessive travelling (overseas or in Singapore although petrol prices have dipped), excessive food (which is also good for the waistline). However, that made me think twice on how much money I have been wasting for the past months or years. Watching the bank account dip is not a good feeling at all. In an attempt to make my life better, I'm determined to be more thrifty. Until my next big pay check that is...
被现实推挤
梦想会变形
执着让人
觉得好吃力
我只是看着你
了解的神情
微笑扬起
又能继续
有时候爱是一种眼神
赶走所有苦闷
是你让我记得自己不是一个人
有你在什么都有可能
因为彼此信任
真的爱情不需要保证(会恒温)
你从不劝我
别逆风飞行
牵手陪我
向梦前进
Wakeboarding with a banker, an advertising chi-chi tai tai wannabe aka Alcoholic Empress Dowager was disastrous yet hilarious. The session ended among thunder, lightning and a bunch of screaming girls. 10 mins after the screaming, we were back on dry land discussing how we should save money because it's recession and how the bankers are having their meals at hawkers. It seems like elastic things like good food are the first to go in times like these.
My teeth whitening scheduled but beginning of next month has to go on but everything else would have to go. That includes excessive shopping, excessive travelling (overseas or in Singapore although petrol prices have dipped), excessive food (which is also good for the waistline). However, that made me think twice on how much money I have been wasting for the past months or years. Watching the bank account dip is not a good feeling at all. In an attempt to make my life better, I'm determined to be more thrifty. Until my next big pay check that is...
被现实推挤
梦想会变形
执着让人
觉得好吃力
我只是看着你
了解的神情
微笑扬起
又能继续
有时候爱是一种眼神
赶走所有苦闷
是你让我记得自己不是一个人
有你在什么都有可能
因为彼此信任
真的爱情不需要保证(会恒温)
你从不劝我
别逆风飞行
牵手陪我
向梦前进
Friday, October 17, 2008
TGIF
Thank God it's Friday. It's been a long time since I can relish this ability to rest well after a hectic working week. Unfortunately, I have nothing lined up but will take Mom and Dad to a good meal. Dad's been away and is only back tonight so dinner will be at the airport. After which, my Friday night will be spent right in front of the computer and telly. My pretty frock I chose to put on this morning is just a beautiful sight for my 2 new colleagues, not that they paid much attention to it anyway. Alone and lonely.
Having said the above, I don't think I want to be out drinking and partying so a bit of a quiet time is actually good. The only thing missing is a tight cuddle in bed.
Having said the above, I don't think I want to be out drinking and partying so a bit of a quiet time is actually good. The only thing missing is a tight cuddle in bed.
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