i'm so sick of it all.
i need to run away.
Thursday, September 08, 2011
Unexpectedly, inspired
The world is so big, and there're so many things happening.
This feels like some kind of calling really. Today is another day at work. I just came out from a Microsoft meeting which was titled SMB/Enterprise/Education licensing. Sounds boring right? Which was exactly what I was expecting it to be - another boring briefing that I would just sit through and let my mind wander.
True indeed, my 'monkey mind' was activated. My mind drifted, but it was inspired by the discussion.
The meeting was basically about Microsoft supporting government sponsored PC/IT projects in various countries all over the world - India, Thailand, Malaysia, China.... countries which are economically less privileged.
Of course, where were my thoughts led to? My beloved Cambodia of course, since I'm in the midst of preparing a new project.
I was thinking to myself - hey, this can be initiated in Cambodia as well. Oh well, but not yet. Answer is simple. When Gandhi made the speech to the Indians to support the local congress party so as to lead the nation to independence, he said that Indians do not care who rules the country, whether it's the rich foreigners or the rich locals. What they care about is their salt, their food on the table, their crops, the very basic key substance to survival.
Without air, without water, without food, what is iPads or TVs, or the American Idol? WHO GIVES A DAMN??
I finally saw a glimpse of light - where I could possibly contribute to the society by working in a notebook company.
But Cambodia is not ready yet. I'm at the advanced stage, of the development of the standard of living.
In perhaps all civilisations, first comes the food, then the luxuries.
Being able to surf the net is a luxury.
The Cambodian kids do not even have concrete floors to step on, or electricity, or textbooks, or pencils, or shoes, or....and the list goes on....
Can you actually jump stages? From nothingness to slates?
I dont know, electricity is definitely a must. But let's say if electricity was available, do people need to progress as per what history was dictated, or could you possibly 'skip' phases?
Anyway, this question is not for now.
I need to learn. I want to do more. I want to be capable of creating more.
This is what I want to do, I think.
Hopefully in the near future, the last 2 words of my previous sentence can be eliminated.
This feels like some kind of calling really. Today is another day at work. I just came out from a Microsoft meeting which was titled SMB/Enterprise/Education licensing. Sounds boring right? Which was exactly what I was expecting it to be - another boring briefing that I would just sit through and let my mind wander.
True indeed, my 'monkey mind' was activated. My mind drifted, but it was inspired by the discussion.
The meeting was basically about Microsoft supporting government sponsored PC/IT projects in various countries all over the world - India, Thailand, Malaysia, China.... countries which are economically less privileged.
Of course, where were my thoughts led to? My beloved Cambodia of course, since I'm in the midst of preparing a new project.
I was thinking to myself - hey, this can be initiated in Cambodia as well. Oh well, but not yet. Answer is simple. When Gandhi made the speech to the Indians to support the local congress party so as to lead the nation to independence, he said that Indians do not care who rules the country, whether it's the rich foreigners or the rich locals. What they care about is their salt, their food on the table, their crops, the very basic key substance to survival.
Without air, without water, without food, what is iPads or TVs, or the American Idol? WHO GIVES A DAMN??
I finally saw a glimpse of light - where I could possibly contribute to the society by working in a notebook company.
But Cambodia is not ready yet. I'm at the advanced stage, of the development of the standard of living.
In perhaps all civilisations, first comes the food, then the luxuries.
Being able to surf the net is a luxury.
The Cambodian kids do not even have concrete floors to step on, or electricity, or textbooks, or pencils, or shoes, or....and the list goes on....
Can you actually jump stages? From nothingness to slates?
I dont know, electricity is definitely a must. But let's say if electricity was available, do people need to progress as per what history was dictated, or could you possibly 'skip' phases?
Anyway, this question is not for now.
I need to learn. I want to do more. I want to be capable of creating more.
This is what I want to do, I think.
Hopefully in the near future, the last 2 words of my previous sentence can be eliminated.
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Maintaining Happiness
...people universally think happiness is a stroke of luck, something that will maybe descend upon you like fine weather if you're fortunate enough. but that's not how happiness work. Happiness is the consequence of personal effort. You fight for it, strive for you, insist upon it, and sometimes even travel around the world looking for it. You have to participate relentlessly in the manifestations of your own blessings. And once you have achieved a state of happiness, you must never become lax about maintaining it, you must make a mighty effort to keep swimming upward into that happiness forever, to stay afloat of it. If you dont, you'll leak away your innate contentment.
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Disorientation
I'm feeling rather disoriented these days. It seemed as if I'm working in the way I wait for each day to go by, doing what is required of me, not overachieving, not anticipating, no expectations of myself or whatsoever...
I'm just waiting, and I don't know for what...
It's like I'm in some kind of trance, some kind of transit mode, and I'm patiently waiting for myself to wake up and move on with my life. I'm frozen.
A carefree life; a high achiever - are they mutually exclusive? I posted this question my facebook.
Most people talked about striking a balance. But to me this is entirely a see-saw question. You can only tilt either way, not both ways. To strike a balance, it means you're reasonably balanced on both ends, neither superior in either.
Then brings the question: what do you consider a high achiever? Is it wealth? Power? Or perhaps, bringing up your children well - this was of course brought up by Eve.
Most people would by default, consider it the former. A high achiever is commonly associated with materialistic accomplishments.
If I've travelled to more countries in the world than anyone else, am I a high achiever?
If I can speak 30 different foreign languages, am I a high achiever?
If I have done much charity and helped mankind, am I a high achiever?
If I am a great pianist and bring joy to others with my music, am I high achiever?
Back to my very first question, unfortunately, or fortunately, I would choose a happy/carefree life over any form of wealth. Maybe that would mean I could never go far, who knows, but hey, what's the point of having so much if you don't enjoy it?
I'm also rather disillusioned about love, marriage and having children recently. I do not believe in forever love. How do you keep to ONE person all your life with all the temptations out there? How can you promise your love will not diminish with time and age? HOW?
When you live with someone and see this someone every DAY and NIGHT, where do you find time for yourself? Where do you find your own personal space? How do you have your own life, separate from his?
Why would anyone want to have kids? When you've children, you lose yourself, your life. You are not about you anymore, you are your child. It takes over you, it takes over your life. I'm afraid of losing ME.
I'm honestly thinking too much these days.
Monday, August 29, 2011
eat, pray, love
i've been reading this book for a long time. since start of aug before went to india, until now.
there're some sentences in the book which i've meant to write it down, just so cos i can so relate to them.
'travelling is the great true love of my life
that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice
i am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as i have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves.
i just dont care what it puts me through. because i adore it. because it's mine. because it looks exactly like me.'
'i am burdened with what the Buddhists call the "monkey mind" = the thoughts that swing from limb to limb stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. from the distant past to the unknowable future, my mind swings wildly through time, touching on dozens of ideas a minute, unharnessed and undisciplined.
..you're never where you are. you're always digging in the past or poking at the future, but rarely do you rest in the moment."
'...a particularly heart breaking awareness of time's passage..
i have searched frantically for contentment for so many years in so many ways, and all these acquisitions and accomplishments - they run you down in the end. life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. time - when pursued like a bandit - will behave like one, always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair colour to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.
at some point you have to stop because it won't. you have to admit you cant catch it. you gotta let go and sit still and allow contentment to come to you."
there're some sentences in the book which i've meant to write it down, just so cos i can so relate to them.
'travelling is the great true love of my life
that to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice
i am loyal and constant in my love for travel, as i have not always been loyal and constant in my other loves.
i just dont care what it puts me through. because i adore it. because it's mine. because it looks exactly like me.'
'i am burdened with what the Buddhists call the "monkey mind" = the thoughts that swing from limb to limb stopping only to scratch themselves, spit and howl. from the distant past to the unknowable future, my mind swings wildly through time, touching on dozens of ideas a minute, unharnessed and undisciplined.
..you're never where you are. you're always digging in the past or poking at the future, but rarely do you rest in the moment."
'...a particularly heart breaking awareness of time's passage..
i have searched frantically for contentment for so many years in so many ways, and all these acquisitions and accomplishments - they run you down in the end. life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. time - when pursued like a bandit - will behave like one, always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair colour to elude you, slipping out the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.
at some point you have to stop because it won't. you have to admit you cant catch it. you gotta let go and sit still and allow contentment to come to you."
Accepting myself
Written 9 Aug, en route Agra - Jaipur
I spent today trying to figure myself out, despite having been told the opposite - there was no need to do so.
I guessed I didnt really believe it. How can you not know yourself?
The question is subconsciously repeated in my mind: who am I?
Let's talk about simple materialistic wants.
Luxurious 5 star hotels or rough it out? I enjoy Europe where everything is posh and polished, yet I claim Cambodia is my favourite country in the world. Now that I'm in india, i'm embracing the colours and culture here.
Dreamer or realist? I dream an awful lot, but yet when it comes down to facing cold hard truth, I'm the first one to acknowledge.
Introvert or extrovert? Bubbly at times, yet with close friends or strangers alike, there're times when i despise small talk and start withdrawing into my own private space...
An identity crisis. It shouldnt be happening now. It happens to 18 year olds but not to a 26 working adult.
Perhaps i should just come to terms with the fact that I'm neither here nor there. And that itself defines me as a person. i do not have to be black or white. I do not have to choose a side. I can be both, and both can be me.
Perhaps what i really need is not to find out who i am, but accepting me as who i am.
I spent today trying to figure myself out, despite having been told the opposite - there was no need to do so.
I guessed I didnt really believe it. How can you not know yourself?
The question is subconsciously repeated in my mind: who am I?
Let's talk about simple materialistic wants.
Luxurious 5 star hotels or rough it out? I enjoy Europe where everything is posh and polished, yet I claim Cambodia is my favourite country in the world. Now that I'm in india, i'm embracing the colours and culture here.
Dreamer or realist? I dream an awful lot, but yet when it comes down to facing cold hard truth, I'm the first one to acknowledge.
Introvert or extrovert? Bubbly at times, yet with close friends or strangers alike, there're times when i despise small talk and start withdrawing into my own private space...
An identity crisis. It shouldnt be happening now. It happens to 18 year olds but not to a 26 working adult.
Perhaps i should just come to terms with the fact that I'm neither here nor there. And that itself defines me as a person. i do not have to be black or white. I do not have to choose a side. I can be both, and both can be me.
Perhaps what i really need is not to find out who i am, but accepting me as who i am.
Hiatus
Hello,
I wonder if anyone still reads my blog. Just as well that no one reads it, cos it means i'm absolutely free to write about anything I want without having to worry about 'leaking' too much of my inner thoughts to the outside world.
I wanted to start a brand new blog actually, to pen down my thoughts from my travel experiences. But this is so much more convenient.. :p
Then again, my travel journal doesnt contain that much information of the places I've visited; it's largely geared towards the emotions that these places evoked in me. At the end of the day, my journal still revolves around ME, and would not serve as a useful travel guide for would be visitors. Realising this, i know i can never successfully create a travel journal.
Having dinner with J last night made me realised that i've neglected the person who is closest to me. I've failed to 'see into his heart'. He asked me: what's the meaning of life? Yes, this isnt the first time he posed this question at me, rhetorical i might say, he isnt expecting any form of enlightenment from me. I realised i've always heard him, but never listened.
I tried though. I could only speak from experience. I told him we have to let go. Let go of things that burden you down. Wrong decisions were made, that's fine. I still havent quite figured out who i am, that's ok. I still have no idea what i want in life, but that's me. I do not have to be either black or white, i can be grey, and grey is me. Instead of forcing myself to find an answer, what i need to do is the accept that THIS IS ME.
ok with this, i remembered what i wrote in india. A sudden bolt of 'enlightenment' hit me on the roads. With this, my next post.
I wonder if anyone still reads my blog. Just as well that no one reads it, cos it means i'm absolutely free to write about anything I want without having to worry about 'leaking' too much of my inner thoughts to the outside world.
I wanted to start a brand new blog actually, to pen down my thoughts from my travel experiences. But this is so much more convenient.. :p
Then again, my travel journal doesnt contain that much information of the places I've visited; it's largely geared towards the emotions that these places evoked in me. At the end of the day, my journal still revolves around ME, and would not serve as a useful travel guide for would be visitors. Realising this, i know i can never successfully create a travel journal.
Having dinner with J last night made me realised that i've neglected the person who is closest to me. I've failed to 'see into his heart'. He asked me: what's the meaning of life? Yes, this isnt the first time he posed this question at me, rhetorical i might say, he isnt expecting any form of enlightenment from me. I realised i've always heard him, but never listened.
I tried though. I could only speak from experience. I told him we have to let go. Let go of things that burden you down. Wrong decisions were made, that's fine. I still havent quite figured out who i am, that's ok. I still have no idea what i want in life, but that's me. I do not have to be either black or white, i can be grey, and grey is me. Instead of forcing myself to find an answer, what i need to do is the accept that THIS IS ME.
ok with this, i remembered what i wrote in india. A sudden bolt of 'enlightenment' hit me on the roads. With this, my next post.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
2011
it has been so LONG since i last blogged! i cant believe i'm doing this now again. just had this sudden urge to click in the link this evening. this boring tuesday - a rare day i have all to myself.
in fact i'm a little taken by surprise this blog still exist, that it hasnt been deactivated or that i havent forgotten the password to it.
so what has happened or changed since last june?
i've picked up golf - albeit i still sucked at it and dont seemed to have made any progress as compared to the first time i picked up the golf club
i started playing piano and i love it. it's my respite from the world. it's just me and my music, and i totally want to immerse myself in it.
i celebrated my 26th bday.
we celebrated his 27th bday.
we went to egypt and back.
i went to hokkaido, skiied and practically rolled/walked down the hill.
jas is married, and pregnant.
we went to malacca, bf, myself, jas and adrian.
i plucked out my widsom teeth, the left side.
things that havent changed:
i'm still working in toshiba.
i'm still with bf lee.
i'm still me.
i'm still the same old, dissatisfied, goal-less, direction-less girl/woman.
"cos you're amazing..just the way you are..."
somehow, sometimes, i long for someone to say that to me. that i'm ok just being the ME now. that i'm all good and i dont have to change anything about myself.
sigh.
in fact i'm a little taken by surprise this blog still exist, that it hasnt been deactivated or that i havent forgotten the password to it.
so what has happened or changed since last june?
i've picked up golf - albeit i still sucked at it and dont seemed to have made any progress as compared to the first time i picked up the golf club
i started playing piano and i love it. it's my respite from the world. it's just me and my music, and i totally want to immerse myself in it.
i celebrated my 26th bday.
we celebrated his 27th bday.
we went to egypt and back.
i went to hokkaido, skiied and practically rolled/walked down the hill.
jas is married, and pregnant.
we went to malacca, bf, myself, jas and adrian.
i plucked out my widsom teeth, the left side.
things that havent changed:
i'm still working in toshiba.
i'm still with bf lee.
i'm still me.
i'm still the same old, dissatisfied, goal-less, direction-less girl/woman.
"cos you're amazing..just the way you are..."
somehow, sometimes, i long for someone to say that to me. that i'm ok just being the ME now. that i'm all good and i dont have to change anything about myself.
sigh.
Monday, June 14, 2010
same same but different
it has been so long since i last blogged. lazy, tired, and lack of inspiration to pen down thoughts.
was looking through my facebook photos, particularly albums of days spent in the states after graduation. washington, nyc, universal studios, disneyworld... makes me wonder..GOSH, has it only been 3 years?? i visited those places in Aug 2007, but it feels so damn long ago. i looked so YOUNG then. oh alright, i probably dont look that different, but i looked so youthful, glowing and happy. it's like...same same but different.
shucks, what i would give to go back to that time...
and knowing that i cant never relive those days, just makes this whole situation more tragic.
surely, i will still have happy days ahead, but it wont be in the same manner. it wont be the same kind of carefree, i-dont-have-to-give-a-damn-about-anything-in-the-world kind of happiness...
was looking through my facebook photos, particularly albums of days spent in the states after graduation. washington, nyc, universal studios, disneyworld... makes me wonder..GOSH, has it only been 3 years?? i visited those places in Aug 2007, but it feels so damn long ago. i looked so YOUNG then. oh alright, i probably dont look that different, but i looked so youthful, glowing and happy. it's like...same same but different.
shucks, what i would give to go back to that time...
and knowing that i cant never relive those days, just makes this whole situation more tragic.
surely, i will still have happy days ahead, but it wont be in the same manner. it wont be the same kind of carefree, i-dont-have-to-give-a-damn-about-anything-in-the-world kind of happiness...
Monday, May 03, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
filling the shoes
it didnt come as a surprise. afterall, the hints were aplenty and i was certainly wasnt thick enough to miss them. nonetheless, when the truth is finally revealed, it still took a while to let my thoughts settle down.
the question reverberating in my mind: am i capable enough to handle this?
i realised, i dont like the responsibility.
i also do not have the answer to my question.
but i believe, if you're left to drown in the ocean, you'll learn how to swim. you have to swim. you have no choice.
so i can only promise myself to be more hardworking and to do my best. i will make mistakes, but i'll learn from them. i may not know everything, but i have people who will support me.
ooo well.
which is why i said, 25 is a tricky age. i've no excuses to act dumb anymore, yet i do not have enough experience to be wise.
the question reverberating in my mind: am i capable enough to handle this?
i realised, i dont like the responsibility.
i also do not have the answer to my question.
but i believe, if you're left to drown in the ocean, you'll learn how to swim. you have to swim. you have no choice.
so i can only promise myself to be more hardworking and to do my best. i will make mistakes, but i'll learn from them. i may not know everything, but i have people who will support me.
ooo well.
which is why i said, 25 is a tricky age. i've no excuses to act dumb anymore, yet i do not have enough experience to be wise.
Monday, April 26, 2010
what went wrong? why have you turned out this way?
an empty soul
a bruised heart
the bottomless pit of loneliness
the feeling that life simply holds no meaning...
we try desperately, frantically, pathetically to fill this gaping hole, but it just doesnt seem to close...
havent we all been through that at some point in life?
i remembered feeling like a lost sheep in the masses of human beings when i was in uni, wondering when this feeling will ever go away.
but we all live through it, dont we?
wise words will fall on deaf ears now, but i'm sure you'll come to realise that, all that have been said, is because
we care. she cares.
actually, i think you already know.
so just please, for your own sake, stop tormenting yourself.
i posted this on this blog 4 yrs ago, when i was 21.
to being true to yourself...
to love and lost love...
to pleasant surprises...
an empty soul
a bruised heart
the bottomless pit of loneliness
the feeling that life simply holds no meaning...
we try desperately, frantically, pathetically to fill this gaping hole, but it just doesnt seem to close...
havent we all been through that at some point in life?
i remembered feeling like a lost sheep in the masses of human beings when i was in uni, wondering when this feeling will ever go away.
but we all live through it, dont we?
wise words will fall on deaf ears now, but i'm sure you'll come to realise that, all that have been said, is because
we care. she cares.
actually, i think you already know.
so just please, for your own sake, stop tormenting yourself.
i posted this on this blog 4 yrs ago, when i was 21.***
the rest are some of my favourites from www.postsecret.blogspot.com;
to being true to yourself...
to love and lost love...
to pleasant surprises...Monday, April 19, 2010
malaysia
back from a 11 day biz trip in penang and kl! am glad to be back.
spent the first 5 days in penang. food was good, at first. after 5 continuous meals consisting of asam laksa, hokkien mee, oyster, chay kway teow and chenol, i figured i've got enough of hawker food. i've just about tasted everything that the penang food guide i picked from the airport recommended. my fav was the hokkien mee though, yum yum.
but i can never live in penang. there's just not enough activities to do!
was then in kl for the remaining 6 days, and that was when the boredom starting sinking in. i've had enough of the long distances and never ending stream of jams. malaysian drivers are aggressive, but there seemed to be a common understanding so much so that no one gets really frustrated when another person cuts your lane. you just simply accept it as the way things work.
people have warned that malaysians are more crafty and cunning, because this is how they're brought up. the political situation in the country induced people to be act this way. you've to be street smart in order to survive, it's part of the natural instinct to live.
whereas we singaporeans may be kiasu, kiasi, and love to complain, we're also very obedient, play by the books and direct.
so i've been warned - be wary. and i'm still trying to learn, because i really dont like to twist and turn.
spent the first 5 days in penang. food was good, at first. after 5 continuous meals consisting of asam laksa, hokkien mee, oyster, chay kway teow and chenol, i figured i've got enough of hawker food. i've just about tasted everything that the penang food guide i picked from the airport recommended. my fav was the hokkien mee though, yum yum.
but i can never live in penang. there's just not enough activities to do!
was then in kl for the remaining 6 days, and that was when the boredom starting sinking in. i've had enough of the long distances and never ending stream of jams. malaysian drivers are aggressive, but there seemed to be a common understanding so much so that no one gets really frustrated when another person cuts your lane. you just simply accept it as the way things work.
people have warned that malaysians are more crafty and cunning, because this is how they're brought up. the political situation in the country induced people to be act this way. you've to be street smart in order to survive, it's part of the natural instinct to live.
whereas we singaporeans may be kiasu, kiasi, and love to complain, we're also very obedient, play by the books and direct.
so i've been warned - be wary. and i'm still trying to learn, because i really dont like to twist and turn.
Monday, April 05, 2010
Bangkok
on the ferry along chao phraya river
wat pho, reclining buddha
drop a coin and make a wish
grand palace
watching muay thai
khaosan road
military police with shields just right behind us
catching a glimpse of the red shirts just in the next street
jim thompson house - my second trip here yet i still dont see what's so amazing about this man or remember anything about him
the hotel we stayed at. room - good, location - excellent, food - so-so, service good, pool - bad, too small
just right outside our hotel
home sweet homeThursday, March 25, 2010
bangkok
back from a short trip in bangkok and had piles of work waiting for me, fortunately i managed to clear most of the backlog today.
bangkok was good. to our relief (or disappointment, can't decide which is it), we didnt meet with much inconvenience from the protests. not much excitement there, though we did managed to get a glimpse of the red shirts and military at khao san area.
it was SCORCHING hot.
we got conned watching the tiger show. so people who are reading this, please do not be as dumb dumb as us. if you want to watch, dont go to patphong. also, always go with a local if possible, otherwise, give it a miss. you wont be missing out on much.
it's the usual story. the guy who brought us there told us we only have to pay 200 baht. we went, there were only 4 other customers in the pub, 2 angmoh men and 2 jap ladies. we thought that since there were big angmohs around, they wont dare to do anything. after 45 mins, the 2 angmohs left, so we followed. unfortunately we were a bit slow, the angmohs got away, but we were told we had to pay 2600 baht!!! faints! bf argued with the guy and the guy hit bf in the stomach (not hard enough to cause any damage, only enough to be offensive). in the end we managed to negotiated down to 600 baht and left. the 2 jap girls suffered the same fate as us. they saw us leaving and decided to leave, and managed to get off with 600 baht also.
so, that's the story.
moving on...
to be continued.
bangkok was good. to our relief (or disappointment, can't decide which is it), we didnt meet with much inconvenience from the protests. not much excitement there, though we did managed to get a glimpse of the red shirts and military at khao san area.
it was SCORCHING hot.
we got conned watching the tiger show. so people who are reading this, please do not be as dumb dumb as us. if you want to watch, dont go to patphong. also, always go with a local if possible, otherwise, give it a miss. you wont be missing out on much.
it's the usual story. the guy who brought us there told us we only have to pay 200 baht. we went, there were only 4 other customers in the pub, 2 angmoh men and 2 jap ladies. we thought that since there were big angmohs around, they wont dare to do anything. after 45 mins, the 2 angmohs left, so we followed. unfortunately we were a bit slow, the angmohs got away, but we were told we had to pay 2600 baht!!! faints! bf argued with the guy and the guy hit bf in the stomach (not hard enough to cause any damage, only enough to be offensive). in the end we managed to negotiated down to 600 baht and left. the 2 jap girls suffered the same fate as us. they saw us leaving and decided to leave, and managed to get off with 600 baht also.
so, that's the story.
moving on...
to be continued.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
musing in a sat afternoon
it's raining.
from the last that i remembered, it hasnt rained like this for quite a while.
just returned from a business trip from KL last night. it was scorching desert hot. what a nice change! for once, i'm contented staying at home.
but then again, i'm off to bangkok tomorrow. :p despite the 'bloody' protests and all, we're going ahead with the trip.
this business trip wasnt as packed as the previous ones, but just as intensive. i've got so much to learn, absorb and digest, and so she said: you've to get up to speed.
you can't be simple minded anymore - the corporate world is not as simple as you think.
apr and may are going to be as hectic, with a few trips being planned ahead already.
johor - 3 apr
penang - 7-11 apr
kl - 14-17 apr
kuching/sibu/sarawak/brunei - mid may
umm..looking forward to more challenges.
from the last that i remembered, it hasnt rained like this for quite a while.
just returned from a business trip from KL last night. it was scorching desert hot. what a nice change! for once, i'm contented staying at home.
but then again, i'm off to bangkok tomorrow. :p despite the 'bloody' protests and all, we're going ahead with the trip.
this business trip wasnt as packed as the previous ones, but just as intensive. i've got so much to learn, absorb and digest, and so she said: you've to get up to speed.
you can't be simple minded anymore - the corporate world is not as simple as you think.
apr and may are going to be as hectic, with a few trips being planned ahead already.
johor - 3 apr
penang - 7-11 apr
kl - 14-17 apr
kuching/sibu/sarawak/brunei - mid may
umm..looking forward to more challenges.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
CNY in Hong Kong
our hotel room - royal plaza hotel. pretty good, big room, nice buffet breakfast. we got the club room so there was even free high tea and cocktails in the afternoon. about 15-20 mins walk to mongkok mtr. not that near but still acceptable.
sis and mechinese new year parade at tsim sha shui
the whole world has got to be here
watching the parade wasnt part of the plan actually. was trapped because the roads were closed off and i didnt know how to get to the mtr on other side of the road. the parade lasted for 2 hrs and more.
repulse bay
brother and his hongkonger gf, rita
it'll be nice to stay in one of those apartments behind us.ocean park
my fav animal
lazy panda that enjoys eat-all-you-can buffet all day long
ocean park was maddeningly crowded when we went on cny chu er. the queues were extremely long, people were pushing and shoving each other, some tried to cut the line. not trying to be discriminate but seemed like most of them were from china....macau
macau was sooo crowded too, people people everywhere.
black sand beach (direct translation) - apparently the sand is really (naturally) black, i thought it was just polluted.
grand lisboa casinohong kong hong kong..i have a love-hate relationship with hk. love it for cold but not freezing cold weather; everything just feels so much more romantic when it's cold. hate it cos it's so dry, making my lips puffy. love the fact that the city never sleeps; you can go out at 12am and there're still so many people around, so you'll never feel lonely. hate it for the same reason cos it can be sooo freaking crowded at times and you just cant walk straight without bumping into someone.
nevertheless...
KNOCK KNOCK.
it's back to reality tomorrow.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
bits and pieces
clubbing with my dearest colleagues at butter
zachary - may's 1 month old son - he has a LOT of hair!
cycling at east coast park
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)