Guest bloggin

I made a guest appearance at my husband's one year never update blog! Read about my latest eating fest here!

I kana arrow to sing at the group (note: not Singapore branch, but the entire group) D&D in Hokkaido! Wah rau going to malu in front of the entire PSG! :(

Now I am taking my own vocal lessons on youtube. You want me to do then I do until swee swee for you ah*!

* disclaimer: to my best ability only. definition of swee swee is subjective

Random few points to bring up

While having a bonding lunch with my roommate for my upcoming Hokkaido trip, I shared, you know, some background of myself. After I was done, she simply said, "aye, you really don't look like that sort. I must stop typecasting people".

And the reason she gave was the manicured nails and the clothes I wear. So cute. My boss's boss , whilst giving me a lift home one day, confessed that when she interviewed me, she felt that I didn't seem like the type of person who has gone through a lot and will be able to chiong hard for the job; ie, she was not sure if I will be able to make it

And the reason she gave was, cos I am such an ah nia. When I told her I came from y0ur friendly neighbourhood secondary school and have friends who are (or married) people who are typical ah bengs that sells second-hand mobiles at TPY and drive a Suba-lu, again - 'don't look like le'. I tell her I lived in backpackers and B&Bs, she gasps. And when I said I left Singapore to Europe to live a new life and discard the useless baggage of a person, she didn't believe it.

Part of my job is to remain neutral to everyone, yet it is so easy, so easy, to simply look at a resume and go... aiyo, job hopper - delete. wah lau, asking for the sky, english cannot make it, don't call him up. But what I forgot is, they are someone's father who need to be fed too. So I will keep a mental note to myself not to fall into the trap of pigeon-holing individuals (down to their blood group).

However, on a separate note, while helping one of my closest friends delibrate about her career crossroad (I'm glad I had the capacity to provide some insights ;>), I remembered something I read somewhere...

Companies never make a single person indispensible. Even all the CXOs of MNCs get axed but the company goes on. If one day you fall dead on the ground, the company may suffer the lost of a talent and potentially a significant earning, but in a short turnaround time, there will be someone to take over your post (that is why we need Headhunters!) and everyone moves on. Yet it will be your family - your children spouse parent friends relatives - that will suffer eternally by your lost. So why the hell do people sell their lives to the company and not spend more time with your loved ones?

I have been spreading this love message around (my office too) to remind everyone that really, time and tide wait for no man. I don't want to be a superwoman. I want my children to love me as their mother, who is always there for them, and not one who goes home at 10pm but buys them anything in the world.

Hope it gets into you too. Cheers.

wait for the professional pictures ok? but yes, i'm happy! x

opportunity cost

getting hitched is one of my greatest joy (after all it is the greatest guy ever), tho having said that the opportunity cost that comes along with it is not the easiest to swallow.

like how will i be able to accept a job overseas that requires me to stay for not a month or two, but at least a year or two to see the branch office grow? it's great opportunity in a city that i will love to live, and i can experience starting up, which will not be a bed of roses, very challenging, but it could be fun, and definitely very very satisfying. but at this point a week into becoming a missus, it's a bit tough.

shrugs. life as an adult is all about making decisions isn't it? i am just at the beginning of this new journey of compromising and giving things up. when i have the little ones of my own, i betcha there will be much more to give up for, and when one looks back at the mid twenties times, will think, aiya, what small sacrifice was that man? look at me now....

while all this adultish decisions and ideas are real annoying, i guess in a large way, i'm glad that at least i am no longer a spiteful 21 year old, and have more capacity to look at things in a brighter, wide opened light. still not enough, i know, still years of experience to becoming more and more woman, in work and at home, but at least i come to acknowledge, and is no longer the i-think-i-know-it-all. seriously, teenage years are the hardest to live through, all the i'm old enough to think and look back in simply a few months to realise how childish he/she has been. so painful to watch, but so forgivable. i'm glad i survived and now look forward to the things in life worth having a cheer about.

10 more days!

Felt like the biggest of all achievement when I finalised the venue and dinner menu yesterday. (Apparently we paid for the deposit and didn't even sign the contract and the banquet manager was quite appalled!)

"What about guestbook? Wedding favours? Where is your dress?"

"...... erm ......."

*rolls eyes*

Like what Ping said - it seem all too adultish and not fun. Like, choosing the tiles of the house, the floor, the colour of the kitchen and even the lights has already been a feat - our house is almost ready ok! But about the dress... I'd go find it today! How, no black no this no that.

And I have to find a wedding favour that represents us:

C: eat a lot, love pork
H: loves travelling and shopping

The conclusion came up to something of the likes of air pork, which I dismissed immediately.

How har, anyone got any idea where to find this favour within 10 days? hehehe

Random

Whilst having the typical dinner with M in the typical girls bitching and gossip session (very late because of work again!), this kaypoh guy who was sitting near us eavesdrop into our conversation while she was talking about her experience with English boys who did not understand that being Chinese doesn't mean we come from China, he popped in to boast about his psychology degree and his take on the situation. Definitely uncalled for. Obviously he concluded we girls must be thirsty and will join him for a drink, but what his psychology degree did not teach him is that women do reject man who eavesdrop and break the bitching session for NO APPARENT REASON. And that even though he thinks he is charming to slide in on us in mid sentence, he isn't. Really.

He then proceed to ask about our occupations, made comments about it, asked me where does a sale take place (as a sales person - his answer was his finger pointing to his brain) taking the opportunity to boast about how he can do 5 times better than Asians, and life is more than about bitching about weird boys who pick us up in Europe. Which of course explains why he is currently on MC nursing a mild stroke which was due to stress (I should really be sympathetic, but my lack of EQ disallows that). Indeed indeed, life is definitely more interesting to him than bitching about weird boys who pick us up in Europe. And he even wanted to comment on my relationship status, having seen the ring on my finger, and asked me why did I choose to get married, when was the last time I said I love you to him. Luckily even with my apparent inability to answer the question about sales properly, I could shut him up by saying it was exactly 16 minutes ago when I last said I love you and I am marrying him because I love him.

Honestly, I think that the confused bloke who don't understand that Chinese may not technically be from China has a better chance of snagging a girl with that pick up line than his psychology degree and him telling 2 asians he is 5 times better than asians in sales.

My house is near completion!

I may be having a life soon again!

The Outback

Such a great trip and so much to say. In brief, 4WDs, adventure tours, waterfalls after waterfalls, camping out in the open, both wet and dry, mosquitoes aplenty, saw snake eating a frog, found out that licking a frog can give you the same high as magic mushrooms. More 4WDs, bumping dirt roads for hours, barbecues, aboriginal cave paintings.

Yes, aboriginals. We don't know much about them, and didn't quite care, nor could have that much information since it is not in our face. So I found from my Aussie friends, that since the whites arrived and figured that even though there were hundreds of thousands of these people, they did not have a recognizable system of government, and them being nomads, have no permanent settlements, land ownerships, and so decided to claim the land and drove these people out. Balance between nature and human which is their very basis of survivor got disturbed. When these Aboriginals try to fight back and hurt a tiny number of whites, they enforced 'laws' on them. State took away children of mixed parentage, and even into the 1960s, it was common for them to 'own' one, working in the day and being tied up and fed scraps at night.

So in the territory, legislations set up, then dumped - policies replaced policies, but pretty much nothing much has changed.

Who are they to dictate what these others (who were there first) can or cannot do, should they have proper jobs, or not. If they are happy living in the bushland and keeping their hunting and gathering ways, why are we stopping them?

Yet the equilibrium has already been destroyed thanks to the alcohol and drugs. Women now are receiving ends of domestic violence and child molestation is considered normal so long that 60 year old finds the 13 year old a potential wife, it's alright to shag.

So these whites can't sit around and do nothing, can they? How can they allow people to do whatever they want? But how can they make these people, socially awkward if not given proper chance of assimilation, do what is right in their own opinion, without consulting their own?

It's indeed real tough, and they jolly well do something real quick. If the rest of the states can do it, NT can too.

Blonde, fat (but not as fat as now), tanned, poor, clueless but with tons and tons of time at hand...

Miss those days when we did nothing but travel every weekend, and indulge in the beauty of the strength of the Sing $$.

Not the mad cow chasing the rat marathon we are running every day. Complain about the heat and stress and growing fatter (not so much in savings). Increased equity, but similarly increased in liabilities.

Turn the time back please. Back to 2004. Back to Siam, where 350b rooms with yellow faded paint and floral dusty curtains and ceiling fans did nothing to deter us.

That ain't no Etch A Sketch. This is one doodle that can't be undid, Homeskillet.
- "Juno"