Living Life Out of a Suitcase

Oct 3

2011-11-02T20:14:00.007+08:00

I think I made up for last year's. I had a triple celebration this year. Happy and blessed. That I have these people that I'm proud to call family.

Oct 2: Rumah Rehat Adeline with extended family.

Oct 3: With mom and dad

Oct 6: Pleasant surprise from Mr E @ Morton's

Hope to have more celebrations like such with my beloveds. Definitely happy to be a year older. :D

2012?

2011-03-17T01:20:00.002+08:00

Nostradamus predicted that the world would come to an end. Our world, right now, as we know it. Looking at all the calamities that has happened recently, one cannot stop oneself from thinking, maybe, JUST maybe, this may be true. Floods in Pakistan, volcanic eruption in Iceland, coal mine blast in China, then the flood in Queensland, earthquake in Christchurch. Mentioned are the only few that made the headlines on the news front. And only within a span of a year. Singapore didn't lose out too. We had a little drama of our own down Orchard if you can remember. Most recently, the tsunami that hit Japan. Devastation, desperation, deaths. As if one misfortune isn't bad enough, they now have to deal with two or more; radiation and rescue efforts. When I think about what is going on in Japan, I can't stop but to think that maybe, just maybe, if they had stopped whaling, this wouldn't have happened. Haha. I know I'm being stupid. I just happen to associate Japan and whaling and how cruel the Japanese can be. Like how I associate China and it's misfortunes with what they do to mother earth. In striving to become world's largest economy, they strip, blast, destroy, you name it, they have done it all. Doesn't help that the fact they eat anything and everything that walks. I am being biased. But look, I am making a little sense here. What goes around, does come around. After all, the world is round.

And yes, I have swayed out of topic. Again. End of the world. Yes. What do you think? I think it could happen. Looking at the direction the world is going right now. Terrorism, civil war, natural disasters, economy uncertainties, etc. If the world does come to an end one day, I sure hope I'll be at the comfort of the people I love. :)

A meaningful lesson..

2011-03-01T21:30:00.003+08:00

I was talking to a friend today. He works as an editor for Dow Jones Newswires/Wall Street Journal. He had asked me to update my blog. As you can see, I don't write very frequently. As we were chatting and chatting, he said I really should try writing. I told him I didn't know what to write. He said, 'write something that is close to your heart. What about that boy that moved you to tears when you were in Cambodia.' Ahh yes, I do remember that little boy that made me cry, the first time we met. So Mr Yeoh, here it is.

My girlfriends and I usually make it a point to go somewhere every year. A yearly girlie's trip we call it. And last year, we decided to head to Cambodia because I wanted to go see the Angkor Wat. Because we had heard so much about volunteering work in Cambodia, we decided to ask our guide if he knew of any orphanage in Siem Reap. And yes, he did. So, he did. He brought us to one. We didn't know what to expect and what was expected of us. We couldn't go there empty handed so we stopped by at the supermarket to buy rice, biscuits, sweets and a whole lot of goodies.

Upon reaching, we saw a whole lot kids minding their own business. Playing, talking, running about. Even when we arrive, nobody came to 'investigate.' They looked, turn away and continued doing their own things. We were just standing there. Doing nothing. Awkward. We weren't allowed to walk about until we met the supervisor. The person in charge was an Australian lady in her forties. Together with her husband, they came to Siem Reap to set up the orphanage. They were on a holiday here when they decided to leave Down Under to set up a home for these kids. She said, it was their calling. So, it was. She gathered the kids around and told them we were visitors and that they would all, together, show us around. The kids weren't very enthusiastic. Ha ha. I guess in a way, they were used to people walking in and out of their lives that none of us meant anything. Or two, they weren't used to strangers. I think the former.

It was after the introduction that the kids finally decided to 'check us out.' They were touching our shirts, our shorts, our BAGS (girls will always be girls, no matter where they are). Inquisitive bunch. :) They were taking our cameras and snapping away. And then, we listened to their stories. Most of them were put there because parents couldn't afford them. Some still go home to visit their moms and dads. While others live there permanently because they have no home to go back too. Listening to that broke my heart. I think everyone should have a home to go back too. No? At this point, came this little boy. He just held my hand. And when I look down on him, he gave me that biggest, cutest smile. I cried. I asked myself how anyone could abandon a child this cute? Somehow, you could sense that longing to belong.

I went there thinking I was the one giving. But in return, these kids gave me. They taught me a lesson. To cherish and be grateful for I have parents that love and adore me. And to never one second, take them for granted. These kids never experience childhood the way many of us did. The girls never experienced mummy combing their hair, helping them with homework, doing gardening. The boys never experienced playing football with daddy or riding a motorbike. And to think that these experiences never really mattered. Hell, yeah, they do. I am in my mid twenties. And I still throw tantrum at my mom when I wake up with nothing to eat. I am a capable young lady who drives and earns my own and yet, I still rely my mom to put food on the table. How mature is that? Brings me back to that day where these kids taught me words like 'grateful, thankful, appreciation.'

With no parents, they only have each other. Even then, they don't complain or sulk. Although, according to the owner, they do occasionally ask when will their parents come take them home. Our expressions changed totally. All of us, at the same time, when she told us that. Ha ha. I should have video recorded it. Would have been funny. It saddened all of us. I mean, how would you tell a child that their parents may never come and get them home?

We wanted to know how we could help. But donation wasn't something they wanted. They wanted teachers. They needed the manpower to help run the orphanage and school. And they wanted people who could dedicate a year or two of their lives. Something we couldn't do. Or rather, sad to say, unwilling. Selfish bunch. We left with a heavy heart. But at the end of the day, we all agreed that it was the best trip we've made by far.

CNY 2011

2011-02-23T13:50:00.003+08:00

This year, I was very fortunate. I managed to go home for Chinese New Year. Rostering was kind enough to give me a FRA-JFK in which I had 3 off days thereafter. Right before Chinese New Year! I had the opportunity to go home in time for reunion dinner. :) Food was yummy, dinner was good, except, I missed my sisters. I wish they were there. Greatly missed was my dearest cousina, Elaine & Jon and the kids too. But it was still fun. With my brother and cousins, Anne & Anna. We manage to catch up and gossip. We ate and ate and gambled too. Time home was way too short but I was thankful I manage to go home, at the very least. BUT, having said all that, I have something to look forward to next month! :) Sister and Alex will be back home in March and not forgetting my darling niece, Sophie. :D Can't wait. I'd be going home for 10 days this time. He he. And we'd be going on a family holiday. All of us. That'll be fun. I need a break from work anyway. :) March, please come soon!!

2011

2011-01-23T22:24:00.003+08:00

Yet another year has flown us by. What have I achieved? Well, nothing! Hmm.. Actually, sis and I have finally bought a flat. I guess that's something to be proud of. It's a great feeling to finally be able to have a place to call our own. Other than that, I don't think I did much. But I guess 2011 is going to be an even better year. I can feel it! So, 2011, I welcome you with open arms!!

This Christmas

2010-12-23T01:38:00.002+08:00

This Christmas, winter has come early to visit. CNN reported London had its worst snow fall in a century. Flights are delayed if not cancelled, making it frustrating for holiday makers and business travelers to go home in time to celebrate Christmas with their loved ones. Thus, I'm worried. Weather in Frankfurt has been uncertain. I've been good this year, Santa. Please let me go home in time for Christmas.

Finally to Paris

2010-12-18T03:10:00.001+08:00

I've waited a year. And finally, to Paris I go. But I was disappointed. Bottega, Chanel, and Balenciaga, you have let me down. Until next year. I will wait!

Impossible

2010-12-15T03:27:00.002+08:00

"Impossible"

I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did, I did

And you were strong and I was not
My illusion, my mistake
I was careless, I forgot
I did

And now when all is done
There is nothing to say
You have gone and so effortlessly
You have won
You can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the sky line
All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible

Falling out of love is hard
Falling for betrayal is worst
Broken trust and broken hearts
I know, I know

Thinking all you need is there
Building faith on love and words
Empty promises will wear
I know, I know

And now when all is gone
There is nothing to say
And if you're done with embarrassing me
On your own you can go ahead tell them

Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the sky line
All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible!
Ooh impossible (yeah yeah)

I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did

Tell them all I know now
Shout it from the roof tops
Write it on the sky line
All we had is gone now

Tell them I was happy
And my heart is broken
All my scars are open
Tell them what I hoped would be
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible
Impossible, impossible

I remember years ago
Someone told me I should take
Caution when it comes to love
I did...

* Song by Shontelle

A song tells a story.. This is my favorite..

Cherish

2010-12-08T02:31:00.002+08:00

In a world where money is king, and material things it's queen, people chase their dreams to earn their first million. And millions after. In the process of getting there, they sometimes forget who they are and where they came from. Like a horse with blinkers, they don't see nothing else. Some would even go to the extend to cheat, con and harm just to be up there. Why? Is money really that important? Is it so important, that you lose sight of those around you? You're absent. You stress yourself out and then lash out at the people who matter the most to you. You spend less and less time with your loved ones. And slowly, you just disappear. While you get closer to that goal, you get farther away from the things that mattered to you at the first place. Eventually you lose them. And then what? You made your millions right now. But you have no one to share it with. Only bloodsuckers that leach on to you to get a free ride. Take a moment, remind yourself, money and materials are something you can never have enough. You can work your entire life but you'll never satisfy that thirst for them. Be contented. Never compare. Remember how you got here. If not for the people around you, you won't be the person you are today. Cherish life. You may not have a second chance at it.

Why you, or rather, why me?

2010-11-11T00:57:00.003+08:00

When things go terribly wrong, do you often ask yourself 'why you'? Why not your friend, or your friend's friend, or your nosy neighbor or your frienemy? Then you start to have all these questions like 'I've done nothing wrong, so why me?' or 'I've been doing good all along, why me?' Or 'What have I done wrong to deserve this?' You get my drift. Like when you have arguments with your boyfriend/girlfriend, or when your boyfriend/girlfriend ill treats you, you start to wonder why you. Mind you, I think a lot of people go through that. You're not alone. It's part and parcel of growing up and learning. Experience makes you a wiser person. Plus, like I always tell people, everyone has a choice. If you choose to stay in this fucked up relationship, don't ask why you. Because you stayed by choice. Anyway, that's beside my point. That's something you can help. What if something happens to you that's beyond your control. Say, for example, a passing of a someone you love. I am pretty sure many would ask 'why me?' Like why take someone I love so dearly and so important away. So really, why you? I don't know how one thinks or how should one think. But I think....

I am having a severe breakout right now. Like bad. My heart breaks everytime I see myself in the mirror. My self esteem has gone to a minus 20 or something. I'm self conscious and reserved. I hate it when people look at me or when they ask if I have a breakout. Seriously, like duhhh.. What do you think those ar? Like I purposely put those bump on my face or purposely make it uneven? And ever since I experienced this, I often ask myself why me? Why not my sister who has 99.9% the same genetic make up as I do? Why not my close friends? Why not those people with flawless skin? WHY ME!?!??!?!!? It is quite frustrating and stressful and upsetting and depressing. You name it. Then, I realize, maybe these people with flawless skin have already a break out before. Alfred, Batman's butler in Dark Knight, once said, the night is darkest before dawn, and the dawn is coming. So I'd like to think that I will get better. Having this breakout is only one example of a lot of hurdles that I've encountered. I like to think that I am put in this situation because I am stronger than a lot of people and that I can handle it better than a lot of people can. But quite frankly, sometimes, I feel like killing myself. Blahhhhhhhhh. I hate this!

Well, maybe when something bad happens to you, you can tell yourself it happened to you because someone knows you can handle it better than others can. Plus, if EVERYone were to ask why them, I guess nothing bad or unfortunate will ever happen. And we'll never know what is good or how lucky we are. Keep faith. Count your blessings. Seriously, it can get a whole lot worse. What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger! ;D

Fall, love the colors..

2010-11-03T01:37:00.004+08:00

Rain

2010-11-03T01:08:00.002+08:00

You can almost always know when the rain is coming. You can smell it. I love the smell of rain and I especially love staying in when it's pouring outside. I love it even more when I'm sleeping in. Makes me feel all cozy hiding underneath my comforter. Rain, I welcome you. :D

Cupcakes

2010-10-26T14:28:00.002+08:00

Had the luxury of going to SoHo and buying this cupcakes for desert.. :) Check them out! @ www.bakedbymelissa.com

Above: Chocolate chip cookie dough, red velvet and cookies and cream.. All my favorite flavors.. :D

2010-10-24T02:01:00.004+08:00

WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST,

KEEP FAITH,

STAY STRONG,

BELIEVE!

HELP IS ON IT'S WAY

YOU JUST NEED TO WAIT

AND I AM, EVER SO PATIENTLY..

I remind myself the above, all the time, every time, when things don't go my way. It's something I came up with. I guess you'd tell yourself all sort of things when things go awry, just to comfort yourself, to keep sane. I hate having to rely on other people and I especially hate the idea of begging for sympathy. * siGh * And things haven't been going my way lately. At least, not going the right way. I don't think I've ever felt so helpless in a long time. I am stressed out. I really am. So, I keep telling myself that things will eventually fall into place. I have always believed that things happen for a reason. ALWAYS! I don't think I've ever stuck to a motto as much as I've stuck to this. And yes, things didn't turn up the way I wanted it to because it was a blessing. A blessing in disguise. Sometimes, I ask myself, 'Really? Do I really think things happen for a reason?' Maybe, just maybe I'm saying this to make myself feel better. But no, I do believe with all my heart that things happen for the better. Keep faith. Believe. Hope. Things WILL fall into place because fate has mapped us out.

Birthday Gift

2010-10-16T02:15:00.004+08:00

When I came back from Frankfurt yesterday, sitting on my dresser was a pink envelope and beneath it was a small parcel wrapped in bright red metallic paper. And instantly, I recognize the wrapper, because I bought it to wrap some presents some Christmas ago. So, I thought, somebody bought me something and wrapped it with MY wrapper. How convenient. He he. Doesn't matter. I have a present! I was excited. So, before unpacking and removing my make up, I opened the envelope and inside was a card that read 'Happy Birthday Sister.' I was touched. My sister had bought me a belated birthday card and a belated gift. I was smiling when I read the card cause my sister is very capable of writing funny/silly/stupid things. Whatever you want to call it. After I finished with the card, I tore open the gift. But, before all that, when my sister came into my room, I thanked her and she said, "Eh, don't be disappointed ar. It's just a small gift. So I said, "It's okay, the actual present.." And both of us, at the same time, said, "Akan datang (coming soon)." And we both laughed. When she left to use the toilet, I unwrapped it and found a small booklet. Initially, I thought it was a small diary or a notebook for me to scribble rubbish, but only to find out it was actually a booklet that contains a collection of thoughts and loving messages about sistership! On the cover, it was written I Love You, Sister. I went all warm and fuzzy. Ha ha. :D Seriously, I did. When I opened the first page and read, 'Sister, if you could see yourself reflected in my eyes, you would see someone who makes my heart just smile inside....' I teared. When I continued, ' You would catch a glimpse of somebody who has been such a (wonderful influence) on my life and who keeps on making a beautiful difference in my days. If you could hear the words I would love to share, you would be able to listen a special tribute to you, one that (sings your praises, speaks of an unending gratitude, and describes how much I'll appreciate you)...' I cried. (Those sentences in brackets are sentences she underlined). Yes, I cried like a baby. As I kept on reading with sentences she underlined and notes she added, I was sobbing. And to think that she said, "Don't be disappointed," I was overwhelmed. It has been one of the BEST presents she has given me. I don't think a Chanel bag that cost $5k could have given me the feeling I had had reading the booklet. When she came in after poo-pooing, I cried even harder and hugged her and said, "How can you say this is not the best gift?!? I am so touched!" And she teared and us, two idiots hugged for awhile before her boyfriend called to kill the moment. I was kinda thankful he called also la cause if not, it would have been awkward. Ha ha.

I don't need presents to be happy. Nobody needs presents to be happy. It's the thought that counts. It's the touch that counts. Like I've said before, nothing in this world, could even come close to the gift my Mom has given the both of us. She gave us, us. God gave us, us. And that's the BEST thing anyone can ask for. And not everyone has the luxury of having this gift. It's something money can't buy. Well, I guess, with money and research and technology, you technically can force it upon nature la. But that's besides the point. I am happy for I have been given the BEST gift every second of every hour of everyday for the last 26 years. I don't need a birthday to remind me how lucky I am for I am grateful and thankful everyday that I have my sister, Mei See. If you're reading this, Mei Mei, I LOVE YOU to death! You don't mean the world to me, not even the universe, I don't know what else is bigger than the universe but if there's something bigger than that, then you mean that, times a gazillion times, to me. Thank you, thank you, thank you for having me as your sister. I am truly blessed.

Twenty-six

2010-10-04T23:21:00.002+08:00

3 October has come and gone. And another year has flown by without me realizing it. It feels as though I just celebrated my last. This year was nothing like the last few. Birthdays have always been a BIG thing for me. Like BIG, BIG thing. Like I can don't celebrate Christmas or New Year's or even Chinese New Year but birthdays are a must. But, I must say, somehow, this year has been really different. Birthdays, for me at least, are all about presents, cakes, candles, friends and family. And for me, making a wish and blowing out the candle is a MUST. But for the first time in years, I did not plan anything, I didn't ask anyone out, I just didn't do anything. I just wasn't in the mood. Past midnight on 3 Oct, I was doing laundry at home and went to bed thereafter. On Sunday itself, my girlfriend insisted that I don't stay home so we went to Ippudo for dinner and had a drink and Coffee Club following that. I was home by 2300. Have I aged? Does it mean once I cross the 25 years mark, I somehow turn boring. I don't know. But I sure hope not.

Recycling?

2010-09-30T03:12:00.002+08:00

I do. Do you? You should. Mother earth has given us a lot. And when we take, we need to give back. Most often than not, people forget so they take and take and take. And then what happens? Climate change, species extinction, land degradation, ozone depletion, and then pollution, pollution, pollution, and MORE pollution. When the issue of recycling arises, people often say they don't give a damn because they won't live long enough to be around to witness earth dissolve. Wow, what a nice and caring and loving society we live in. Why should you care, you ask? Wouldn't you want your children or your children's children to be living in a nice, clean, healthy environment? People often say they don't care because they have not had their own family and when you finally do, it's probably too late, so why don't you start now? Every step counts.

I recycle everything at home. From small little boxes to plastic bags to newspapers to god knows what. Anything and everything I suppose. I don't print what is necessary and I've opt for online statements or whatever you call it. It's sad that whenever I tell my friends not to print things they don't need, they roll their eyes and give me that 'fuck-off-look.' Hey, save the trees! Imagine one person printing just one sheet of paper everyday in every freaking household in every country in the world, the trees would be gone sooner than you think. I use paper front and back and if it had sides, i would use left and right too. And whenever I can, I bring along a shopping bag so I don't need plastic bags. Well, sometimes I do need them to line my bins at home. :P

My point is, we should do something to save the earth because if we want to live on here a little longer, we should start now. If everyone did their part, the earth would be a whole lot better place to live in. Just remember, the world is round, and whatever goes around, does come around. Go green!

Canon EOS 550d

2010-09-29T00:36:00.003+08:00

Why, heeLLLLoooOo my very new toy. I recently got myself a new camera. So watch out world, I am going to point and shoot and store beautiful memories and keep it forever. One problem though, I just need to know how to use it. :)

Reason of our existence

2010-09-26T04:04:00.000+08:00

Don’t we sit down and ponder sometimes? As to why we’re HERE? Now, in this place, this world, this universe. Why we were born or what is it that we’re doing at this very current moment and why. Well, at least I often ask myself, when things don’t seem to go right. Why I was place into this world. To do what? To contribute what? To witness what? I know a lot of people often ask themselves what goals they want to achieve in life. Or where they should go from here. Like whether to get married and have kids, or settle for a less paying job but better job satisfaction, or to leave a place for another to achieve a better life. Well, whatever the reason, people often wonder where they stand and where to go thereafter.

Well, I think I was put into this world to make this world a better place. One step at a time. If you’re thinking world peace, then no, that’s not what I’m here for. I am here to fill the lives of the people around me with joy and happiness and help them through their most difficult moments. And I know why I have the family and friends that I have and why they are HERE with me because God wants me to be happy like how he wants everyone to be. But a lot of people don’t realize what they have till it’s gone. And that’s sad. Work, entertainment, sleep, whatever, they’re just “things” to keep us occupied when your family and friends are busy with their family and friends. I think we were put into this world to accompany one another. Human relationship, that’s why we’re here. We weren’t created so economy could boom or technology could be improved only to keep us apart or education could be taught only to score and not learnt and remember and put to use.

For awhile, I told myself to stop asking myself why I am here because I certainly am not doing anything fantastic with my life at the moment. But then again, if you ask me if I am happy to be where I am right now, then yes, I am. I am happy with the people around me, and grateful that I have them. I am blessed.

Decisions, decisions, decisions..

2010-09-04T01:13:00.002+08:00

I HATE MY JOB!!! That's what I've been telling everyone ever since day one. But I will be doing what I hate for the fourth year now. So really, do I hate my job? People don't seem to think I hate my job. They just think I hate being where I am right now. But I do. I hate my job. I hate having to put on make up and look like a freaking chinese opera actress and tying up my hair and I hate having to wake up and sleep at odd hours and I ABSOLUTELY, TOTALLY hate being nice to freaking assholes whom think they own the freaking industry. Not even the company, the industry! People, please realize that real people with real money don't behave like monkeys like you do. But as much as I hate being nice to idiots, I love being nice to nice people too. Just recently, I met a newly wed couple on board from Frankfurt and they told me they were going to be in Singapore for the first time. I brought a friend and we met up and we brought them around. It's sure nice having to meet different people from the other side of the world. :) Jess seems to think I want a promotion. I don't. I just liked them. And whenever, I'm off, I try to attend courses. Sis thinks I'm crazy to be attending courses on an ever so precious off day. I mean, it's free! Plus, you get to gain knowledge. Isn't that a good thing? As much as I hate my job, I enjoy the perks and benefits that come with it. I mean, since I am not willing to do anything about it just as yet, why don't I make the best out of it, for now? Rather than complain and whine and bitch and then get suspended by the company for saying too much on Facebook. Therefore, I need to set a timeline. I need to know when I want to quit and make sure I get a job before I quit. I just need to know what I want to do. * siGh * I don't even know what I like or want to do. How like that!?! I need to start searching, look around. I NEED TO, I NEED TO. I've been telling myself that for the past God knows how long ago. I just really need that discipline to act on it! Cousin seems to think airlines is the BEST job. But nehh, if I don't quit, I'll never know. I'll never be satisfied being in here. I want to achieve something more. I want to put my brains to use. So, yes! I need to decide!

You know you're a cabin crew when...

2010-06-03T04:31:00.001+08:00

1. You say sorry and thank you to everything that moves
2. You apologize even when someone knocks into you
3. You thank your family and friends for waiting eg. When you go to the toilet or when you go to 7-11 to grab something
4. When out with closed ones, you don’t eat until everyone’s meals have arrived
5. You have a higher tendency to say ‘makan, bon appetit, or in all other sort of other languages just before you dig in
6. You have the tendency to change toilet rolls facing outwards, inwards
7. You learn the art of multitasking eg. Jiggling a bag of tea while pouring Coke and listening to your friend or family talk
8. Instead of saying A for apple, B for boy, you start talking army eg. A for alpha, B for bravo, C for Charlie, etc
9. You start buying household items abroad eg. Hand cream for Frankfurt, shampoo from the States, hairspray from Japan etc.
10. You hardly ever shop in Singapore anymore cause everything is SO EXPENSIVE
11. You own more than 5 branded bags and 20 pair of shoes
12. Of late, you only wear flats
13. You take more than 4 kinds of supplements
14. You always have lip balm and hand lotion in your handbag
15. You have more than 3 currencies in your wallet
16. When on holiday, you bitch, whine and complain when there’s a queue at the immigration
17. You buy anything and everything that any of your colleagues recommend but you never once finish using/eating/utilizing them
18. You always have bruises but no idea where and how you got it
19. When someone thanks you, you reply ‘not at all, no problem, don’t mention it’ but seldom say ‘you’re welcome’ or ‘my pleasure’
20. You live your days through dates and not days
21. You sleep in the day and wake up at night
22. Whenever you answer the phone outstation or at home, you have a tendency to identify yourself and where you’re at
23. When you enter the lift outstation, you take a while to remember which floor you’re on and where your room is at
24. When outstation, you smile at everyone Asian cause you don’t know if they’re crew or not
25. When passing by a group of crew, you hold your hands in a fist so nobody can see your red nail polish (duh!)
26. Whenever you pass a fire extinguisher or AED, you have a tendency to tell your colleagues ‘SEP checked’ for fun’s sake
27. You can pack your bag in 15 minutes
28. You don’t plan ahead and you’re always never on time
29. You try to ‘siam’ crew joints
30. You tend to use crew lingo eg. OJ, tea white, etc
31. By now, you should know more than 5 types of cheese or dressings
32. You come up with your own concoctions. You mix all left over can drinks and down it
33. You can sleep anywhere, be it seating or standing. Sometimes, you sleep like the dead. Dead straight with both hands resting on your stomach
34. You’re always watching CNN or BBC
35. YOU NEVER SAY NO!!!!

The smaller things in life..

2010-05-24T01:18:00.004+08:00

Don't we all sometimes wish we lead the high life? Live in big houses, drive nice cars, wear branded, have maids and butlers, dine out at fancy restaurants, hang out with the rich and famous? I often dream of a life like that. To live luxuriously. Why do we yearn for material things like such? Do they really make one happy? Does it make you happy when you have all the above but no family nor friends? Sometimes, in life, it is the little little things that make one happy. Sometimes, it is the smaller and insignificant things that make me happy. For example:

1. The smell of freshly brewed coffee and the ‘ting’ that goes off of the toaster in the mornings
2. When it’s raining outside and I’m sleeping in
3. When someone greets me ‘good morning’ with a wide smile
4. When the hairdresser compliments me after a hair-do
5. A text from my girlfriends telling me they miss me
6. When mom cooks my favorite dish without having me to ask her
7. When someone holds the door or lift
8. A walk on the beach, with the breeze in my face and the sound of waves crashing shore
9. A sleep over at friends’ doing nothing but talking and laughing
10. Spending endless time with people I love
11. A call from a long lost friend
12. A birthday card from a friend you least expect
13. When a little kid smiles at me when I smile at them
14. When a random guy asks me for my phone number or if I have an fb account
15. When I have a sisters’ day out
16. When my nieces and nephews want me
17. When I’m eating cookies and cream ice cream :D
18. Surprises
19. When I’m out shopping!!
20. CHANEL CLASSIC FLAP lamb skin IN JUMBO!!!

I count my blessings everyday. I think everyone should. :)

Eyjafjallajokull

2010-05-16T19:15:00.005+08:00

Hell hath no fury like mother nature's. Seen in the picture above, Eyjafjallajokull, serene, pretty.

When it erupted on 20th March, and then in April/May,

it shook the world. Air transportation was put to a standstill. People everywhere panicked because travel plans were disrupted. Flights were grounded. People were stranded. Airlines lost millions. Businesses were unsettled. And, it is not finished. Recently, it has erupted again, and air traffic controllers are erring on the side of caution, keeping a look out, just in case it decides to play havoc again. Ahh, mother nature. So volatile. As I am writing this, people are talking and questioning if we can leave London tonight. Shifting winds are bringing ash into Britain's airspace. I am indifferent.

*Photos from boston.com

Screwed..

2010-04-30T02:50:00.003+08:00

It's 10 minutes to three in the morning. I'm in the hotel room in Zurich staring at my laptop thinking what to write while I listen to Lady Antebellum, Need you now, singing "It's a quarter after one, I'm a little drunk and I need you now. Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now. And I don't know how I can do without. I just need you now." Love the song.

Ever felt like you've fallen into a ditch? It's dark, there's nothing to hold on to, nor nothing you can catch on to. You're falling deeper and deeper and you just keep falling. You don't stop. And suddenly you wake up with a jerk, realizing you're on your bed. Your heart thumps fast and you're perspiring. You're glad you're awake and you wonder to yourself what was that all about. I've been feeling like that the last couple of days. And it feels like crap! I wake up feeling like crap! I hate the feeling. I'm not in control of myself. And I hate that. I always thought I could handle anything that's thrown towards me and this has totally thrown me off course. I guess being over confidence can work the other way for some.

I've always thought being single wasn't an issue for me. People often say "you don't know what you have got till it's lost." For me, I guess I didn't know what I could have until I found it. A guy once asked why people go into relationships. Without thinking, I said sense of belonging and security. "So, why aren't you attached?" was the next question. I said cause I don't need it. Pfftt. Who the hell am I kidding? Everybody wants that sense of belonging and security. EVERYBODY. Somewhere, hidden in their little heart, they want to belong to someone. Nobody wants to be alone and nobody should be alone. Here, and now, I admit, I am sick and tired of being alone. I'm done being independent. I want to be pampered and spoilt. Like any other precious things in the world. I am done being in control! I give up.

Siem Reap

2010-04-13T13:08:00.009+08:00

Angkor Wat

The paragon of classic khmer architecture, proud symbol of Cambodia. Astounding.

Ta Phrom

Well known for it's scenes in Tomb Raider. Surrounded by its lush green surroundings, it is a sight to be behold. Breathtaking, serene, quiet, tranquil.

Tonle Sap

Water people. Makes me wonder how they live with minimal electricity and clean water. They only go to land once a week, to the market to stock up on food and basic necessities. The live solely on water and income is only generated during the dry season where they fix and build boats. How do these people live? I'm stupefied.

Empire State of Mind

2010-04-04T00:17:00.003+08:00

Grew up in a town that is famous as a place of movie scenes
Noise is always loud, there are sirens all around and the streets are mean
If I can make it here, I can make it anywhere, that's what they say
Seeing my face in lights or my name in marquees found down on Broadway

Even if it ain't all it seems, I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby I'm from New York!
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York!
These streets will make you feel brand new
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York, New Yooork!

On the avenue, there ain't never a curfew, ladies work so hard
Such a melting pot, on the corner selling rock, preachers pray to God
Hail a gypsy cab, takes me down from Harlem to the Brooklyn Bridge
Some will sleep tonight with a hunger for more than an empty fridge

One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty
No place in the world that can compare
Put your lighters in the air, everybody say
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

* Empire State of Mind by Alicia Keys

It does make me feel all of the above when I'm in there. It makes you feel like a totally different person altogether. I heart New York!

Kids

2010-04-02T23:04:00.007+08:00

I used to hate people who would brag or boast or talk about their children ALL the freaking time. Maybe hate is too strong a word. Let me see, maybe dislike? Or rather I find it annoying. Like their children are the centre of their universe and that they have nothing else to talk about or their lives revolve around nothing but their children. I didn't quite understand why. I've encountered people like that for like a millionth time? It's like suddenly, out of no where, they'll whip out their camera or phone and then start showing me or the people around them their pictures. "This is my boy, he's three. He's so smart. You know the other day he...." You get my drift. I was on my way back from work one day. The taxi driver was kinda chatty so I made an effort to small talk. Not long after we drove, he took out his phone and showed me pictures of his two lovely boys and started praising and complimenting his kids, like how clever they are and probably their whole lives' journey. I met a woman on board and we were talking. Guess what our topic of discussion were? No rocket science eh? I practically know how old they are, which school they go to, what they're good at and not, etc.

Never understood why. Until recently, whenever I'm around my nieces or nephews, when I experience myself, how my cousins or sister dote on them, it's something even I can't describe with words. You could almost feel the love, the attachment, the bond. That sparkle in their eyes when they talk about their children. Or the beam on their faces. I find it fascinating. So, I started to observe how my parents treat me. Whenever I return home, I get treated like a princess. My mom would drive me anywhere I wanted to go. Like as though I didn't know how to drive! PPffff.. And she would cook whatever I wanted to eat. Or bought whatever I wanted. And dad. Gosh. Dad. He would hog us and not allow us to see anyone or spend time with anyone but himself. Except, only when he wants to play golf, then maybe I can go visit my brother or relatives or friends. Dad would want to sleep in my room and talk to us till late. Which I kinda hate cause sometimes I just want 'me' time. And then I realize, I AM the centre of their universe. Like all parents, their children would always be the centre of their universe.

You watch them grow. From the very second they were born, to their very first step, their very first word, to school, to college, and until they leave the nest. They're the miniature of yourself and your partner. The sacrifice that parents make for us, their children, is honorable. It is admirable. I adore children. Somehow watching them makes me happy. They represent everything pure, unpolluted, saintly, they're whiter than white. They're carefree, jovial, inquisitive. They make me smile from cheek to cheek. The things that they're capable of, it's rib-tickling. I would sure love to have "some" some day. :)

Friends

2010-03-24T16:16:00.004+08:00

Friendships are said to be a good investment. And I can't agree more. I think they are God's gift to mankind. I think it's important to have them because they keep you sane. My friends play an important role in my life. I am where I am today due largely to them. They often teach me things. And I learn from their mistakes. And they do mine. From them, I learn compassion, patience, loyalty, love, trust.

They're there at my happiest and my saddest. They stand by me through thick and thin. They support me whatever my decisions are. And they never judge what I do. They accept me for me. And for all that, I thank the person above, whoever he is.

Mui, Laine, and Jess, if you ever read this. I love you guys to death! Thank you for having me.

Conversation with a man that has seen more than I have

2010-03-22T18:11:00.003+08:00

It's funny how my conversations of late revolves around relationships and men. I met up with a friend today whom I've not seen for years. The very first few sentences that we exchanged was, "Are you seeing anyone right now?" It's not like he's interested or whatever. He's 56, old enough to be my father, bald and short. But, charming and lovable. Does it really matter if I am seeing anyone. No. He then asked how long have I not been in a real relationship. I said three. He went, "I sure hope you have a sex friend." I smiled. And I said, men and women are different. It's not like my life depended on it. "You need a man," he says. "It's not like you NEED him, it's the convenience of having one." Nice. How convenient.

I don't let my guard down easily around men. And I guess I can be skeptical. A friend once said I need to bring down that wall. I guess I do have a wall. Only because I don't trust them. Can you blame me? I'm constantly surrounded by men who cheat. It's not like I hear stories. I choose to listen with my eyes, not with my ears. He says, "So, what do you have to lose?" What do I have to lose? What do I have to lose when my man cheats? Hmmm. Let me think. I get sad, my heart aches, I cry, and I cry somemore. Actually, nothing, really. I just need to pick myself up and dust myself off everytime. No biggie. WHAT DO I HAVE TO LOSE!?!? When you know you have gave it your all, all the sacrifices you have made for 'us', the effort, the time, YOUR YOUTH, your trust, and only to know that all of that wasn't only unappreciated, it was 'misused', it's really not a good feeling at all. Then he says, "What's the big deal? You need to learn to fall in and out of love quickly." Now, why would I want to do that. "I know a friend who can. She learns quickly. She's in control. She knows what she wants and she doesn't waste time." I'm like, good for her. I don't care if she can do all that. No one person is the same. Why would I want to deal with it that way. I want to know that it's difficult having to be with someone because then you learn to appreciate them more. Then you don't take him for granted. People usually don't appreciate things that come easy because they don't know how hard they have to work for it. I want to go through the heartbreaks and the heartaches so I remember, and I don't repeat the same mistake twice. And however much pain I feel would remind me of how much love I have felt for this person. Isn't that how it's suppose to be? Since when has falling in and out of love been easy? If it's that easy, I don't think it's love at all.

We talked the whole afternoon/evening. Many things I didn't agree on but didn't argue. I just listened and tried to understand where he's coming from. After all, he has been through much more than I have. The only probably thing that I agreed with him the whole day was that, "If you know what you want, go get it. Within you are many answers that you think you don't know, but you do. Go grab that man if you so adore." I'm not sure if I'm wired to grab and go. But I'll try.

I am not afraid to love. I just need to find a man who's worthy of it.

Love

2010-03-18T22:53:00.002+08:00

L O V E
What is it? What makes your heart skip a beat when you see that someone you love? What is it that makes you do silly things, like, check your phone a thousand times and see if he texts? Or switch your phone off/on to see if it's working when your phone doesn't ring. Putting in 110% effort when getting ready to head out for a date. What is it? It's such a powerful tool that people say it makes the world go round. It can't be quantified. Cannot be seen, nor touch, or heard, but felt. Sometimes, I wonder if people know what it is. It can be often overused that it loses it's meaning.

What is love to me? I know love when I want to share. Doesn't have to be physical things. My emotions, my thoughts. I know it when I'm willing to sacrifice my own. When I put his needs above mine. Having said that, that doesn't mean I'm a doormat. Sometimes, you just know where to draw the line. Love, to me, does not envy. And is patient. Most importantly, love is, being able to project oneself and your other half, sharing the future together. Does that make sense?

I don't know if I know what it is. But I sure hope I find out soon enough when it comes knocking on my door.

Infidelity

2010-03-18T22:20:00.003+08:00

At first, it was the drama revolving Tiger Wood's scandals with seven or more ladies. Now, it's the drama revolving Jack Neo's affairs. * siGh * Men. Can't live with them. Can't live without them. So why? Why do they do it? I often ask men that question. Is it like they can't keep their dicks in their pants that they have to go screw every hole they see? Or is it plain curiousity? Greed? What is it?? It puzzles me, really. Because they can?

Makes me wonder if my husband would ever cheat on me. And if he does, what would I do. Women ALWAYS say, "I WOULD DIVORCE THAT MOTHERFUCKER!!" Without hesitation! Really? Would you? When you have kids? Would you leave him, start anew, and let your child grow up without a father figure? Seriously, makes me think. I know people who endure their partner's infidelity just to keep the family whole. Call it status. They don't want to be categorized as a broken family.

So, my question really is.. WHY? Is there even an answer to the question? Because I really have not found one. The probably next best one I've heard by far, from a friend, is.. "We are animals, genetics determines that we procreate." I sure hope that's not why men cheat.

My first buy of the year 2010

2010-02-06T01:50:00.003+08:00

and it's accompaniment..

Judgement

2010-02-06T00:40:00.005+08:00

We are all guilty of it. When I say all, I mean ALL. A-L-L. I don't think throughout one's life, he/she has not done it before. If he/she hasn't, he/she's not human. They're angels. What is it that all of us are guilty of? It is.. * drum rolls * To judge, to pass judgements, to criticize, make comments, giving their OWN personal opinion. Whatever. Bottomline: to judge. Period.

Why do we do it? Are we better off than the other? If you had answer yes, what makes you think so? What is it that you have that the other person does not? Looks, wealth, health? What? So what if she's fat or she's got bad fashion sense. To her, you probably have bad dressing sense too. Yeah, that girl may be fat. But to her, you may be ugly cause you're too skinny. Who are we to make judgements like that? Yeah, sure. Sometimes we make comments so we can laugh about it. At the other person's expense? How fair is that? I am soOOOoooo guilty of it. Sometimes I'll pass an awful remark so my friends and I can laugh about it. But when you're the laughing stock of someone else, it's really not so funny anymore.

A friend once judged me. We barely knew one another then. I told him don't do that because first, I was hurt. Second, you don't know me well enough to judge! Therefore it's unfair. Then he said, which I will remember for a long time. "You're right. I shouldn't judge. You didn't come this far today to be judged by me." Now when I have the urge to judge somebody, I will remind myself that they didn't come this far to be judged by me.

This is just a random thought. :) Like they always say, if you have nothing good to say, don't say. What someone else lacks, they make up for it in some other ways. In some ways, we are all made equal.

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2010-01-07T02:04:00.003+08:00

"When love is lost, it's not the letting go of your loved one that will hurt the most... It's the holding on to them that will be killing you."

Therefore I decided to take the leap of faith. I chose out and it's killing me inside. In all that has happened, I still need to put up a strong front so as to not have my close ones worry. Why should it be this difficult?? Why did this happen?? For what reason did this happen?? What lesson am I suppose to learn from this!?!?!?!?!? Does everything really happen for a reason?? Does the saying 'what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger' really true?? I cannot be doing this alone....

A brand new start

2009-12-30T23:12:00.002+08:00

Don't you just sometimes wish that time will stop? That we could just take a moment, stop whatever that we're doing and just take in all that is around us. What is it you ask. Life. To be thankful and grateful that we're still around to enjoy whatever it is that we're doing, with food on the table and a roof on top our heads. 2009 has come to an end now, with a promising 2010. It's scary how time flies by without us noticing it. So I ask that all of you cease the opportunity to go out, get wild, and do whatever it is that you've always wanted to do for time waits for no man. I wish all a HAPPY NEW YEAR! May 2010 bring nothing but happiness, success, good health and more wealth!

X'mas

2009-12-21T00:15:00.002+08:00

It's the time of the year again. Christmas. Another year has come and gone. It's scary how time flies. I still remember celebrating my last. Doesn't feel like Christmas to me. I guess the spirit has not rubbed on me yet. 4 days to it, but I don't feel excited whatsoever. Funny. :) Nevertheless, MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE. Have a blessed one and may Santa bring you all the presents that you've wished for on your list.

Choice

2009-12-20T23:53:00.002+08:00

"I don't have a choice." "It's not like I have a choice." Don't we always hear that same old overused excuse? Yes, you seen right. I wrote excuse. It is an excuse because we all HAVE a choice. We've always had and always will. But people choose not to choose. Why? Because it's easier having to think that we don't have a choice. That way, we don't have to break away from the old habit. People sometimes hate change. They rather choose to choose the bad/worse/lesser of the two choice because they want the easy way out. For example, get a new job when you're unhappy with the old, dump your current boyfriend cause he's a total asshole, or even tell your friend she's a bitch. Come to think of it, people choose not to choose because they're afraid of the unknown. Afraid that the new job will be worse than the previous, afraid that they'll never find someone better, afraid they'll never have another friend. I guess sometimes, we, as humans; thinking, living beings, need to take the leap of faith for we don't know what better things lie ahead of us. I think I need to take the leap of faith. I need change. I need to make a choice.

another milestone

2009-10-05T15:30:00.003+08:00

A quarter of a century. Yeap, that's how old I am, or rather how young I am. Time flies. I still feel 18. I feel as though I've not grown up, or rather, I try to believe that I have not. For growing up means more responsibilities. But I'm not up for any of that. I wish I was 7 again, sometimes. Carefree, reckless, careless, relaxed. Free of worries. Probably, the only worry I'd have would be the spanking I'll get when I get home.

Believe has it that with age comes wisdom. Ha ha. On the contrary, I think as I age, I age with stupidity. I'm not any smarter, if any, I've been getting myself into making some stupid decisions and acting nonsensically. When and at how old will I start to act like an adult? I've yet to find out.

2 down..

2009-09-20T03:06:00.002+08:00

My recent trip to Paris...

anGry!

2009-09-13T01:36:00.003+08:00

Have you ever been so mad that you don't know what to do? You're so angry you feel like punching that wall, but not angry enough to do such a stupid thing because you'll only hurt your hand? So infuriated that you just feel like throwing anything within grasp, for example, your mobile, but sane enough to think that if it breaks, you'll have to waste money and get a new one?

Seriously, what do you do when you're that mad? Most of us can't think straight by now. But I'm surprised that I still can. Ha ha. If that person was right in front of me, I would have punched him in the face. Then again, come to think of it, it's just a figure of speech. I'm usually not violent. I'll just give them the silent treatment. Or cry. I'm very good at that. Especially keeping quiet. I can keep quiet for hours. Then I'd go to bed angry! I wish I can let it out sometimes. But I've thought better of it. All hell would break loose if I ever lose my temper.

But sometimes, anger is only something you choose to feel. You can totally ignore it if you want, which is usually very difficult to do. But it can be done. I am angry right now because I chose to do what I did. And I can't complain because I should have known and I asked for it. Therefore, I shouldn't even be angry at the first place. Cause, really, I should have known better. And I can't complain to anyone because they'll only say, "I told you so." So, this is really a displeasure I would have to deal with, on my own. I remind myself all the time that life's too short to be feeling this way.

Questions

2009-08-30T18:15:00.000+08:00

Have you ever encountered an event or situation where you wish it was only a dream, and that you could wake up from? Usually I wish it was the dream that would come true. Not this time though. I've put myself in a position where I wish I am still dreaming and that I could wake up from this bad dream one day. While bad, I wish I don't wake up too. I wonder, sometimes, how something or someone can make you so happy, but so sad at the same time. Can that even happen? Sometimes, I wish I could refrain myself from indulging in a situation such as this one. Why does someone continue to do something when they know it's bad? Do we really need to get hurt in order to learn? Or is life really too short to worry about things that may not even happen? I'm lost! I don't know where to go from here or how to handle this. I know hanging on would not do my welfare any good, but I'm not willing to let go. I just hope, hoping real hard, that one day, I'll come to my senses, walk away and never look back.

24 thinGs to remember - Collin Mccarty

2009-08-12T01:06:00.000+08:00

Your presence is a present to the world.
You're unique and one of a kind.
Your life can be what you want it to be.
Take the days just one at a time.
Count your blessings, not your troubles.
You'll make it through whatever comes along.
Within you are so many answers.
Understand, have courage, be strong.
Don't put limits on yourself.
So many dreams are waiting to be realized.
Decisions are too important to leave to chance.
Reach for your peak, your goal, your prize.
Nothing wastes more energy than worrying.
The longer one carries a problem, the heavier it gets.
Don't take things too seriously.
Live a life of serenity, not a life of regrets.
Remember that a little love goes a long way…
Remember that a lot…goes forever.
Remember that friendship is a wise investment.
Life's treasures are people…together.
Realize that it's never too late.
Do ordinary things in an extraordinary way.
Have health and hope and happiness.
Take time to wish upon a star.
And don't ever forget…for even a day…
How very special you are.

Care

2009-08-12T00:20:00.002+08:00

What you don't see does not mean it's not there. What you don't know won't hurt you. In the event of helping someone close to my heart, I have hurt them. While I thought I was being helpful, little did I know I have caused grief. How ironic. Does it hurt to care too much? In this case, yes, it does and it did. I have made a promise to myself to not care anymore. I have learnt that it does not pay to be nice. So, I have made my choice.

Between the devil & the deep blue sea

2009-07-23T21:37:00.003+08:00

Three months ago, it started out so innocent. Never in a million years would I have thought things would have gotten to this stage. I would like not to think it has gotten out of hand because it hasn't. I would like to keep things the way they are, nothing further, nothing less. I don't know if this is right or wrong because I don't know how to differentiate between the two anymore. For once, I am not sure. It's not black or white anymore. I hate where I have put myself. I hate that I'm not strong enough to pull myself away. I hate that I even allow myself to feel what I'm feeling. Somehow, deep inside, I know it's wrong. But how wrong is it to have feelings for someone you adore and nothing more? It's not lust, nor love, nor is it infatuation. It's something even I can't describe. I don't have the longing to be with him. I only yearn for the conversations and the nothings that we talk about. The laughters that we share are nothing I have had in the past three years. I haven't been happy for a long time. But I am now. I smile to myself when I recall the stupids that we talk about. While I'm happy, I'm guilty. In this intricacies of relationships, have I lost myself or have I found me? While I'm happy, I'm selfish. I'm torn.

Irony

2009-07-23T21:30:00.003+08:00

"The essential feature of irony is the indirect presentation of a contradiction between an action or expression and the context in which it occurs." (dictionary.com)

I have said so much but yet didn't see it coming. Is this a form of punishment? Or a lesson for me to learn? To judge a person only if I have walked in his moccasins a thousand miles?

Euthanasia

2009-07-13T20:13:00.002+08:00

Japan recently lifted a ban on organ donation, thus allowing patients under the age of 15 to receive or donate organs as long as consent is given. Concurrently, the new law also recognizes that patients who are "medically brain dead are legally dead." Point to ponder; Who gives these doctors the right to pull the plug??

Although brain dead, the heart still beats. Making IT alive. The body is still warm, blood still flowing through the veins. Miracles do happen. People slip into coma for years, only to wake up later. Well and alive. So, when do we decide to end one's life? How long do we wait? There's no exactly a black and white stating all these quantifications. Besides, different countries have different practices making it more difficult to gauge.

Am I for or against euthanasia? I really don't know. Years back, in Sociology class, I would have been strongly for because for me, once the brain is dead, it is gone. At least that is what I thought. There's really no point having it around. You only pile up the bills and waste effort. But, if that should happen to my loved one one day. Would I decide to end his/her life? No. I believe in miracles. And I will hope. If it happens to someone you love. Would you pull the plug?

What does that make me?

2009-07-05T01:31:00.000+08:00

Another bites the dust. I thought one would be more than difficult for me to handle, but now two; Two whom I gladly call “sisters”. To have to put up with their unjustifiable behavior of seeing someone who’s not single. Why should I care? Who am I to judge? I am nobody. And it is absolutely none of my business to say what I am about to say. But, I, as a friend, a good one that is, am I not justified to state my opinions? Sometimes, I think I care too much. What they do with their lives should not be any of my concern. They can do whatever that pleases them and not move me an inch, but being me, I just can’t let it happen. To allow these assholes to even get a second of their youth. They are nice girls and to waste time on these scraps is really not worth the time. Why waste time and effort when you know he’s not going to be yours? If you really think for one second that they’ll someday leave the family and become yours, jolly well dream on! So you may think you’re just in it for the fun. Yeah sure, a month, a year then years. Then what? If you think you can control your emotions and not fall to deep? DREAM ON! You’re already in the ditch! And to say you’re in it for the fun makes it even worse. Then you’re ruining someone else’s dream of having a wholesome family. That’s totally undeniably selfish and senseless. Put yourself in the other party’s shoes. If your man decides to cheat outside, HOW WOULD YOU FEEL? WHAT WOULD THAT MAKE YOU? It’ll break your heart definitely. It’s not like you’ve not been there. Why don’t people think before they act? Please, don’t give me that bullshit of love is blind, when in love you don’t know what you’re doing crap. Because THIS is so not LOVE! Karma works it ways my friends, when it comes knocking on your door, please don’t cry and ask why you. You had your chance. And don’t tell me I didn’t tell you so.

What’s in their minds when they decide that this path is something they chose? I’m curious. I really am. Fun is definitely not the sole reason. Do you not think of the consequences? Maybe not initially cause you’re blinded by his charm, his looks, money, whatever. But after, do you not think of what your actions may have caused? All the gossips that you stir for yourself, the perception of others on you, the respect that you earned now gone, and especially the disappointment when your loved ones find out? Where are you going to hide your face? Did your parents or the community not teach you anything? Where are the moral values that have been instilled in you ever since young? You know this is wrong and yet you still went head on. Is it just temptation? Curiosity? What is it? You may not give a fuck because you know what you’re doing. Or you may not care because this is what you want and that you’re happy. But take awhile and think not for yourself but for others because this does not only concern you alone!

“Birds of a feather flock together.” “Your friends are who you are.” Who am I? What does that make me? Will I be one of them? I was disappointed when I found out. Very if you must know. Of all the talk you talked, you didn’t walk the walk. Of all the shit you have given others, you remain to choose this path.

I think I have said enough, and I sure hope I don’t choose the path you guys are walking on now. But I will love you both for who you are but not what you are now.

POCO PANO

2009-06-10T03:59:00.003+08:00

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Are you in it for the money?

2009-06-10T03:11:00.003+08:00

I was at a girlfriend's house recently and was reading the news on the web when I came across the news of Richard Li and Isabella Leong's newborn. I said aloud, "The guy's freaking 42 and the girl's 21. What in the world does that guy see in her?" He's practically a life cycle older than Isabella.
My girlfriend said, "For the money la, duhhh." Really? Is it really ONLY for the money? Just because he's a rich tycoon, you just want to have his baby? That shallow? "If not that, then what? True love ar? Like he cannot find other better women" came the reply.
I refuse to believe that. And my girlfriend went on bitching and complaining about how materialistic women are nowadays. They would only go for men who drive big cars and own big houses. For her, all women think about is $$$. The society has become selfless and worthless, all in the name of money.
Then I said, "No la. Not everybody is like that wan. I'm sure there are some love involved in all these relationships." "Will you date a taxi driver?" she asked. I'm like, WTH. That's not the point.
People in general, want a better life. I'm sure every girl wants to marry well. To be with someone who is financially stable, someone who can provide to her and the family, and someone who can offer a comfortable life. It's not because we're materialistic. I'm speaking in general. Though some are. We just want a good life. I don't see how is that wrong. We just want to be insured. And to make sure that our kids have the best they can. That does not make one materialistic. That is what I call smart thinking. In life, you always need a guarantee.
Back to the taxi driver case, I would definitely not date a taxi driver, simply because I earn more than he does. I would want to date someone who's better than I am. That's just human nature. We want to constantly upgrade ourselves. But a dish washer lady wouldn't mind dating a taxi driver. Because the taxi driver can provide more than her. I mean, I'm learned, young, and pretty. Would I date a taxi driver? I have so much more in front of me. Who settles for less? I BET no one does. Would you date a taxi driver?

Fashion, my passion?

2009-05-26T01:06:00.003+08:00

Of late, I've been doing a whole lotttt of thinking. All these years, these thoughts never helped realized anything by the way, if you must know. ;P Sadly. Because I have been wanting to quit the airlines ever since day one, I need to find out what I really want to do. And I've been asking myself what do I really want to do. What do I like and would be happy doing. And guess what? Clothes, shoes and bags came to mind. And of course, SHOPPING! My passion is shopping for all of the above. The answer: Fashion Management. I know I can't draw nor sew for shit so Fashion Designing is definitely not something I'm going to pursue, but Fashion Management fits my goal pretty well. The business aspect of the fashion world! I'm excited just thinking about it. Then I can realize my dream of becoming a fashion buyer or a trend forecaster or even a fashion critic. He he. But a fashion buyer for a renown fashion house would be my ultimate dream. People often discourage me because the fashion industry is so competitive. And you have to be really good in order to sustain your career. Fashion as you know, here today, gone tomorrow. Fresh blood is nothing new to the industry. And they always want that. Would I be able to realize my dream? I sure hope so. So, in order to make happen my dream, my first initial step is to save enough money. He he. Which is a HUGE hurdle I need to overcome.

Relationship?

2009-05-17T01:05:00.002+08:00

People often assume I'm attached. I have no idea why. I guess it's just an indirect way of asking if I have a boyfriend, without having me to think they're being 'kay-poh.' Doesn't change my perception, really. When I tell them I'm not attached, they get surprised like as though it's a big thing not being in a relationship. Next question, "Hah, just broke up ar?" I say no. "I've been single for the longest time." Then, "Why ar? You L-plate hah?" How freaking shallow are you?? You mean I need a man to lead my life?!? Not being in relationship makes me less a lady? * siGh * Things I need to put up with la.

I don't want to be in a relationship. I'm happy being where I am now. I'm in my mid 20's. People say it's the prime year of one's life. I'm happy going out with different people and meeting more of them. It gets a little lonely sometimes but I can do with that. I have my girlfriends. :) In which, I love them for being there all the time. I guess not being in a relationship for too long somehow does make one not want to get into one. I've been independent all along so I really don't see why I should need a guy to take care of me. And having to see how friends get upset and angry over their boyfriends strengthens my believe of not having one. I don't want to go through all that emotional drama and stuff. Insignificant, really.

This guy once told me that I should open up. He said I'm building up these invisible walls around me, not allowing people to come in. In my heart, I was thinking, "I'm building up fences just so you don't get into my pants." And then a colleague recently told me it was time to move on and that I should let go. It's history. I'm like, "Phh, like you know me and my life's history that well." I'm not carrying an emotional baggage. I have left it long long time ago. So stop judging and analyzing me people! I'm fine the way I am! And I have LET GO long longGgGGGGgggg time ago. I just haven't met my match.

Dubai

2009-04-19T00:39:00.002+08:00

After a lonGGgggggGggg and tiring flight from Singapore to Dubai, I have finally reached the hotel. Couldn't be more glad. It was indeed a very busy flight. Hardly felt the seat. Decided to take a dip, just to relax myself. Nice pool on the 47th floor. Very windy too. But the pool was way too small for me. As soon as I plunged in and took a few strokes, I was on the other end already. But nonetheless, felt good I manage to at least work my muscles. Or fats rather. Felt really good to feel the water again. It's been ages since I really swam. After more-than-a-few laps, I decided to loosen up at the jacuzzi. The water was so warm and welcoming. Felt all eased-up after. As I felt myself all at ease, my mind began to wonder. I started to wonder if I would ever enjoy life as much after I quit the industry. I wondered if I'll ever be able to have all the perks and benefits that I'm enjoying right now. To be able to have breakfast in Frankfurt, lunch in New York, or dinner in Tokyo and then breakfast in Los Angeles. To be able to stay in 5 star hotels and to shop all around the world. To be able to see so much more than the normal individual. As much as I hate to admit it, this is a good job to be in. It does provide a comfortable life. But what I want is, more. I want more than what I'm having right now. I want to be able to travel in business class. I want to be recognized within the corporate world. I want to be looked up to and be respected as someone who knows. I want to be served instead of serving. I'm sick of the ordinary, "coffee or tea?" I want to be someone who's able to take charge. I want to make a name of myself. I want out! But as to when, I really have no idea. I hope I'll find out soon. :)

1 down

2009-04-14T23:23:00.004+08:00

4 more to go..

Paris

2009-04-14T22:57:00.011+08:00

Deem as one of the many fashion capitals of the world. But so much more with it's architecture..

Target for the year..

2009-04-04T04:07:00.005+08:00

My hopes for the year ahead.. Tee hee * Grin *

1. YSL Tanger Large Tote

2. Goyard Signature Bag

3. Chanel 2.55

4. Loewe Napa Air

5. Bottega Veneta in medium

My hopes are high and I'm heading to Paris next week. So keeping my fingers crossed that I'll get one of those bags that I've just listed. I'm so excited!

Fra-JFK

2009-04-03T03:43:00.004+08:00

It's 3:45 am and I'm awake. I'm so worn out. I have finally arrived Singapore and glad to be back. Got back from Frankfurt-New York and I'm suffering from jetlag. I'm in dire need of sleep but my mind doesn't seem to allow me to rest. Gosh. I'm like a walking zombie right now. My eyes are tearing and my nose is dripping. Caught the flu when I was in Frankfurt. Honestly, I thought my nose was going to drop off. * arGh *

Missing good old New York. Love the place! How can anyone not like it? I would endure a tough and challenging flight just to get there. Being there just makes it all worthwhile. The yellow cabs, billboards, buildings, building, and more buildings, (it's a concrete jungle out there) or even the feeling of just being in a diner having a typical American breakfast makes me happy. And not to mention, taking a walk downtown and seeing people pass you by puts a smile on my face. I LOVvvEEeeEEEe New York. I really do. I really don't mind staying there for the rest of my life. And the shopping, you'll never run out of things to buy. It's heaven for those shopaholics out there. Take a stroll down 5th Avenue. I bet you, you'll at least have 4 different shopping bags on hand. Nine West being one of them. Shoes there are cheap! Sadly, I didn't pay my visit there this trip. Was too sick to do too much shopping. Did buy a little over at Macy's. I was sad to leave New York but was glad I was heading back to Frankfurt. That means I'm coming home to Singapore. I needed to get out of the cold.

I did manage to meet up with my sister somehow. I was thrilled when I found out I was going to meet her there. Haven't been seeing her for ages. She was going up to New York while I was coming back. Manage to catch up and fill in on those gossips. We had a sleep over and had lunch together the next day. She had to go to town to check out some GPS prices so I tagged along. Totally bad idea. * siGh * We went into Prada and she got herself a bag, which was awfully disgusting because I didn't get to buy. Ha ha. An orange in color calf leather bag. Delicate! I was really tempted to get a Chanel wallet but manage to prevent myself from doing so because with 600 Euros, I can actually buy a bag. * siGh * Sick, sick, sick. So many things to buy with so little money. I wasn't too pleased I didn't get anything. I DIE DIE had to get something so I went into G-Star Raw and spent 200 Euros there. And guess what I got? A shirt and skirt. Yeap, for SGD 440 or RM1012. Geez. Think of the amount of mouths I can feed in Africa! I won't usually spend that kinda money here in Singapore but I was in Frankfurt! And it's cheaper to get it there than here! Hopeless...

Swim @ SH

2009-03-25T22:48:00.002+08:00

Here I am taking a break from packing my bag. Seriously hate packing and unpacking. I always have no clothes to wear and I wear the same ol' time and again. Boring! And I'm too damn lazy to be taking too many clothes to mix and match. All I ever wear is jeans and t-shirt. Standard!

Came back from Elaine's place earlier on. Had so much to eat. Gosh. Swim 10 laps also no use. I know that's not a lot but better than none. Had fried bee hoon with curry vegetables and baked bacon with prawns and chicken wings, plus tiramisu, cheesecake, chocolate cake and kuih lapis, and not forgetting mangoes and grapes too. Miss the food. Finally had the chance to swim with my darling nephew, Ryan. And boy, has he grown. Cute, charming little boy. Too cute. And he had his friends over too. Ace and Tyler. And not forgetting all the hot mamas and aunties. All clad in bikinis. Ha ha. The pool is usually deserted but it was full with people today. Was kinda fun albeit sunny! I was always hiding in the shelter. Only when the sun hides behind the clouds that I'll come out. I hate having to come back and going to work after a gathering like that. I miss the crowd and all the catching up. But, I guess I'll need to get used to it.

Your very own Edward Cullen

2009-03-11T00:40:00.004+08:00

I was paxing back from Auckland the other day, and had the luxury of time to actually watch some movies; Twilight being one of them. And OMFG, isn't Robert Pattison hot!?!?!? He's so drop dead gorgeous. He was cute in Harry Potter but even hotter in Twilight. I was drooling throughout the whole movie. And his character in the movie made him even more appealing. * siGh * How I wish I had my own an Edward Cullen too. Good looking, rich, so deeply in love, and protective, and caring, and considerate, and all those nice things. That's only something someone can wish and hope for. I don't think men like that exist in the world. At least not in this world. Maybe in some other planet in some galaxy somewhere but definitely not here, and definitely not in Singapore. But I can only hope I'll meet someone close to that. Often people would say, you can dream on. Or if you ever find a guy like that, he'll cheat. But I refuse to believe that. I'm sure there are still some warm-blooded human out there, and with a heart and conscience of course. Not all are animals. :)

People sometimes think I'm choosy and fussy when it comes to men. But really, am I? Will you settle for second best? Am sure if anyone can get the best, they would get THE best. And I'm just waiting for someone who satisfies all my criteria. Sometimes, friends or family tell you, "Can la, can la. This one confirm can. Got car, got house, got career, bla bla bla." But if he's not going to put effort in the relationship, why bother? He can go to hell for all I care. You are what you think you're worth. Why allow others to tell you how you should lead your life or what you should do with it. Mistakes are meant to be made so we learn, and of course not repeat them. My friends are always asking me the same question. And I'm sure most girls ask themselves this, "Why am I always meeting the wrong men? Is it me? Am I attracting the wrong crowd?" I think it's definitely okay to meet all the wrong men, for when you meet the right one, you'll know he's worthwhile and for keeps. So, to all those single ladies out there, I hope you meet your own Edward Cullen. Good luck!

In a mess

2009-03-07T20:45:00.002+08:00

Unproductive. Yes, that's me! That might as well be my middle name from now on. Lazy being my first. Lazy unproductive Soo. That's my new name. I think everyone can call me that from here onwards. Gosh. I have been so freaking lazy the past few weeks. And things are going so slow. I haven't been accomplishing much. I manage to finish a book in a week. Is that something to be proud of? At least I'm kinda proud of myself. That's pathetic. But that's how I am. It's a Saturday night and I'm stuck at home. Yucks. Gross. If only I didn't have to wake up early for work tomorrow. Then at least I can still get my fat ass out of the house. Talking 'bout work. SooOOOooo demotivated to work of late. I have to literally drag my bum out of bed everytime I get ready for work. Why? WHY? whY? Honestly, I have no freaking idea. Am I just plain lazy or do I really dislike work so much? I really need to get out of the industry. But I can't think of something I can do besides the thing I am doing right now. I love to shop though. Can I make a living out of that? Can somebody pay me to shop? I can do it on their behalf. Maybe I should become a personal shopper. Or a buyer even. Yeah, that sounds like fun. But I would love to work in an office too. I would love to wear a power suit and have people work for me. I mean, with me. But where do I start? Which industry am I going to go into? Ahhh. So many things to think about. Disgusting! Think I'm going to stay where I am a little longer while I get myself sorted out. When I finally have, I'll say bye bye to all those clouds. Until then, I can't wait.

Sad Sunday

2009-03-01T18:00:00.002+08:00

It's my first entry for the year but I have nothing happy to talk about. It's raining cats and dogs outside which makes the atmosphere more gloomy. And having to work early tomorrow isn't helping either. Am going to another wet and gloomy country, London. No wonder my spirit is not lifted.

So, what has been happening the past two months since the beginning of the new year? NOTHING great honestly. The economy is not doing any good and the future looks bleak which saddens me even more because I can't spend! That's sad. I can't buy as much as I want to nor save as much as I want to. How much more would the economy deteriorate before it picks up? I sure hope it won't take too long. Oh well, whatever happens, I'm just happy to keep my job. :)

I hate this part

2008-12-04T01:33:00.002+08:00

We're driving slow through the snow
On fifth avenue
And right now radio is
All that we can hear

Man we ain't talked since we left
It's so overdue
It's cold outside
But between us
It's worse in here

The world slows down but my heart beats fast right now
I know this is the part where the end starts

I can't take it any longer
Thought that we were stronger
All we do is linger
Slipping through our fingers
I don't want to try now
All that's left is goodbye to
Find a way that I can tell you
I hate this part right here
I hate this part right here
I just can't take your tears
I hate this part right here

Everyday seven takes of the same old scene
Seems we're bound by the laws of the same routine
Gotta talk to you now 'fore we go to sleep
But will we sleep once I tell you what's hurting me

I know you'll ask me to hold on
And carry on like nothing is wrong
But there is no more time for lies
Cause I see sun set in your eyes

But I gotta do this
I gotta do it
I gotta do it
I hate this part

I gotta do it
I gotta do it
I gotta do it

I hate this part right here
I hate this part right here
I just can't take these tears
I hate this part right here

Please don't let me get there. I hate that part.

* Song by PCD: I hate this part

2008-12-04T01:24:00.002+08:00

The clock's showing 1:25 a.m. Here I am blogging while listening to Pussycat Dolls. Love 'em. :) And I'm bored with no idea what to write in here. I can't believe I'm off tomorrow and I'm actually at home facing the computer. Whatalife. Looking back, I would have been partying the night away and only home in the morning. Gone were those days. Have lost my drive to party somehow. Ha ha. Which is weird. I miss my girls. Come home soon.

Weddings

2008-10-30T01:49:00.002+08:00

I love attending one. It reminds us, or at least me, that they're still happy events going on albeit the catastrophes happening around the world. Weddings, besides having two people pledge themselves to each other in the manner of husband and wife, it is also a social event where old friends get together, or where people meet new friends, and most importantly, where people play dress up. How miserable. We actually need events like this to dress up! Sad but true la hah. Not everybody are socialites where they have events every other day to attend and be pretty, or handsome for that matter.

I attended a good friend's wedding today, Sann. And of course the very yummy husband, Jon. And was extremely honored to be ask to be one of the "sisters." I had so much fun, that, at the end of the day, I teared because I didn't want the day to end. How awfully depressing, to be drawing on other people's big happy day. * siGh * As happy as attending a wedding make me, it is saddening how everybody seems to be getting their own happy ending, but me. When will I ever meet my prince charming? I'll like to have my own happy ending to my chapter in life too. But like all things, I'm sure good things must wait. Until then, I'll be waiting patiently.

3.10

2008-09-21T02:35:00.002+08:00

The much awaited day of the year has finally come. Actually in another two weeks, but that's quite soon. In a blink of an eye, I'll be celebrating my 24th birthday. It's amazing how time flies. I can still remember my celebration last year clearly. * siGh * Another year older, another year more of responsibilities. How I wish I can turn back time, go back to the days when I was in high school. No worries, just pure fun. Oh well, being 24 isn't that bad I guess. Still in my prime. Still enjoy every bit of my life. The travelling, the shopping, the sleeping and eating. The only thing I don't enjoy is working. Who does anyway? To think I have to save for future commitments is * eeeEeKkss * scary but something I got to do sooner or later anyway. Shouldn't be talking about this. Think happy thoughts. Think happy thoughts. Still thinking how I should celebrate this BIG day. Still no idea. Any suggestions?

What is becoming of the world?

2008-09-21T01:27:00.002+08:00

Hurricane Hanna, Hurricane Ike, the downfall of Freddie Mac and Fannie Mae, and not to mention the near collapse of giant insurer AIG, the sale of Lehman Brothers Holding to English's Barclays, and Merrill Lynch being snapped up by Bank of America. Misfortune has befallen upon the great nation. Too much calamity happening in such a short period of time I would say.

Floods in Thailand have killed 14 people and sickened more than 53,000 others. - Straits Times

Floods in India kills 32.

Tainted milk powder in China that has killed 4 babies and sickened 6000 others.

Typhoon Sinlaku then typhoon Wipha in Taiwan that made residents relocate.

That's just some of the many many happenings that have occured the past week. Why so many tragedies? Natural disasters are something that is out of our control. That I can't exactly say how we can stop from happening except maybe.. setting up devices to detect the works of mother nature?? But even then, it is something we can't avoid, only minimize the damage that is to be done.

Human caused catastrophe is but then another different story. It is something within our control and DEFINITELY something we can stop from happening but why are people still causing hurt and grieve? Bombing attacks la, terrorist attacks la, killings, murders, bla bla bla. Don't people wanna live in peace? Wtf are these people thinking anyway?? Killing in the name of religion la, for the good cause of others, etc. Hello you idiot!?!? No God has ever taught its followers to kill. Then you have people trying to be heroes. Sending their own fellowmen into other people's country to fight their war. I'm like hello!?!? Don't kay po can?? I mean, yeah, good for you for trying to be the honorable, helpful, munificent nation you are to try help out other countries but if your plan is not working, pull your men out and get the hell out of there la. Minimize damage? Ring a bell?

Then you have selfish countries that don't welcome other countrymen living in their country resorting to those poor souls living in refugee camps. * siGh * Why fight over land?? Split half, each country take one side la. Sharing is caring. It's true when they say there are a lot of weird people out there. So what is becoming of the world? Has it turned into a selfless, selfish, self-centered, egocentric one? Oh well, whatever it may be, I sure hope it's not coming to an end.

Great country, Ugly people

2008-09-11T00:17:00.002+08:00

I've been here for about two years now and I dare say I love Singapore. It's clean, it's efficient, it's everything Malaysia's not. And most importantly, it's safe. I can walk down the streets in the middle of the night without having to worry about snatch thieves or rapists, although there's a tendency that I might bump into any of the two above mentioned. So, what do I not like about Singapore?? It's people!! They're selfish, self-centered, inconsiderate, unhelpful, demanding, abrupt, arrogant, boorish, ignorant, and the list goes on. Some people are just so inconsiderate. Like how they see an elderly or pregnant lady in the MRT and not even give up their seats for them. How they don't queue but rush into buses or trains, and worst of all, cut queue. Geez people, where in the world is your public manners and basic courtesy?? Weren't you thought from young how to mind your Ps and Qs?? My friend and I were in the car park today. We saw this man unlocking his car so we put on the hazard lights and waited for him to get out so we can get in. But he was doing everything in slow-mo. Taking his own sweet time. He was actually waiting for his family but didn't even have the courtesy to indicate to us that he wasn't going. And then there was this other time I was walking towards the lift, the lady knowing I wanted to get on it didn't even bother holding it for me. She slammed on the "close door" button and went up as though I look like a freaking monster chasing after her. What the hell is your hurry la lady?!?! Gosh. I'm sure that few seconds wouldn't have made much of a difference anyway. There's so much to say but I'm not gonna rant on. It's no wonder why people came up with the 5Ks; kiasu, kiasi, kay po, kadang kabut, and kiam siap. Some even say kiabo. I sure hope there's still some nice peeps out there. Would L O V E to meet them.

Your friends are who you are

2008-08-21T00:05:00.002+08:00

My dad and sister once told me your friends define who you are. Thus, who I mix around with more or less tells the person that I am. I'm glad to say, I'm proud of them. High flyers, decent, well-mannered, courteous, etc. Even if they're none of the above, at least they're people who have principles and principles that they hold strongly to. I think friends should share at least one of the many values and principles that you hold. Only then, they can click ma. Right? If personality clashes, how would you maintain being friends? But what if one day, or rather years later, you realise you don't. What would you do? Would you seize being friends with them or would you overlook all these to maintain that friendship? I used to overlook all the flaws that my friend had years earlier, thinking she would change to be a better person in future but months have passed, and I still don't see any improvement. If anything, she's going down down down hill. Friends and family used to ask why I still keep her as a friend. I use to defend her by saying she's helped me a lot. Like she was there for me when I needed her most. But later, I gave it a thought and tried remembering what did she do or rather what did she contribute to the friendship. Honestly, I can't think of any. If anything, I was the one giving, and she, taking. One thing's for sure, I hate people who can't make up their minds, or who has made up their mind, then change it, nor do I appreciate people who do not know how to manage time. I also despise people who brag with nothing. Empty vessels make the most noise, don't you not know? And I don't condone getting involve with someone who already has a family. So, I've made up my mind. I've decided to say goodbye to the friendship that I use to hold dear. Friends define who you are. But you represent all that I'm not.

Chanel Classic Flap

2008-08-20T18:47:00.004+08:00

Creator: Gabrielle Coco Chanel
Age: 53
Date of Birth: February 1955
Location: Paris & 80 boutiques worldwide
Head designer: Karl Lagerfield

After 50 odd years of being in the market, it is still a bag to die for.

"Thank God you're not a bimbo"

2008-06-27T19:35:00.002+08:00

Heh. Am I not?? How does one define bimbo?? Most people would say bimbos are usually shallow, vain, empty-headed, etc. To sum it up. S T U P I D la. Easy. The dictionary defines it as, "An attractive but empty-headed young woman esp. perceived as a willing sex object." I definitely don't fit the definition of the dictionary as I don't give myself away willingly, so.. shallow, vain, empty-headed?? Vain, I'm sure everyone is vain in one way or another. Who doesn't wanna look good?? Shallow, well, no. I think not. Stupid, maybe. I can be really stupid at times. I especially am very good at making stupid remarks. Geezz. Yeah, that, I can be at the top. There's this once I was having this conversation with my sister and brother in law and we were on the subject of leather. And my sis was saying something 'bout how we kill cow for their leather. Without thinking, I said, "Who wears cow leather anyway?" That's like bimbo moment of the year. Without thinking, I blurted that out. My sis and brother in law bursted out in laughter but had to hold back 'cause Sophie was sleeping. She then she ask, "So, what kinda leather do you wear? Or rather what kinda leather are there?" I thought for a minute. Note. I even had to think. I said, "Crocodile?" My sis said, "So, you thought cow leather's like what? White and black patches having imprinted on them?" Right after that whole conversation, I said to myself, "SOO MEI YEE, YOU ARE INDEED STUPID! I MEAN WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING!?! HONESTLY!!!" I'll leave it at that.

Was having this conversation with a friend the other day:

Luke says: (7:35:11 PM)
thank god ur not a bimbo
*hee

- meG - I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT! says: (7:35:23 PM)
how do you know i'm not??

Luke says: (7:35:36 PM)
don't appear to be la
haha
but then again... you DO always go to DF... so.... hmmm...

- meG - I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT! says: (7:36:14 PM)
hahahaha
you're an ass
so people who usually go to df are bimbos?

Luke says: (7:36:54 PM)
well..
are the ppl u meet at dragonfly (especially the girls).. of much intellectual capacity?

- meG - I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT! says: (7:38:08 PM)
no..

Luke says: (7:38:24 PM)
does that answer ur question then? =P

meG - I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT! says: (7:38:58 PM)
that's such a stereotype
so that makes ALL girls?

Luke says: (7:39:41 PM)
as with any stereotype... there is truth behind it... as there are exceptions
so lets hope u are the exception shall we... ;)
my definition, an attractive but stupid young woman,
not necessarily even attractive i guess

Luke says: (7:56:23 PM)
anyone... say ... from DF?
that i might know that are himbos? hahahaha

- meG - I NEED TO LOSE WEIGHT! says: (7:56:56 PM)
i don't know them well enough to know they're himbo
don't tell me you have intellectual conversations at df with the music pounding hard behind and you shouting?

Luke says: (8:01:21 PM)
of course not
hence most semi intellegent beings would not frequent such an establishment
no offense to current company of course.... hahahahahaha

Some people give me shit for being a bimbo for I frequent Dragonfly every other day. I mean, what's wrong? Just because they play M-Pop?? Or they sing Cantonese songs? Like other clubs, it is a club. Just because it's frequented by lao ah peis, bengs and lians, that doesn't make me one. After all, it's not the place that makes the night, it's the company. People, if you fail to realise one man's meat is another man's poison, and if you fail to accept that fact, then, YOU ARE SHALLOW.

2008-06-08T01:23:00.004+08:00

Fwens?

2008-04-23T02:22:00.002+08:00

Friends are those that have stuck to you through thick and thin, supported you through your ups and downs, defended you though you were in the wrong, people who you pour your heart and soul out to, and most importantly, will stay no matter what happens. That's my definition of a friend. But how many of us have friends as such?? I'll be glad to even have three. People nowadays are so engrossed with themselves that they tend to forget 'bout others around them. Everything is about me, myself and I. People are getting more and more self-centered and selfish.

I used to think I have a few that I can rely upon. But as years pass, I realise they, like others, think only about themselves. :) Sad, but true. What qualities do I seek from a friend you ask? So as long as you're not stupid, you have passed the initial stage. And? First of all, I don't wish for you to take advantage of me. Second of all, don't take me for granted, and MOST importantly, HONESTY. I can't be your friend if I have to suspect every single little thing you do. I hate liars. I hate people who tell lies so to get their sorry asses out of trouble. I despise them.

I'm sure somewhere in every person's lifetime, they have been betrayed at least once by their best friends, buddies, close pals, what have you. And when this happens, what do you do? I personally think everybody deserves a second chance. I don't sign them off at the very first mistake they make. But then again, once bitten, twice shy. I'm sure you've got to work extra hard to prove yourself worthy again. But does the friendship worth the hardwork and effort put in?? I don't know. You decide.

What do you do when your best friend sleeps with your boyfriend?? What would you do if your friend takes your life and make it theirs?? These are, of course, some extreme scenarios la. But seriously, what would you do? Forgive and forget? Are you the if-you're-my-friend-you-wouldn't-have-done-it type?? Or are you the forgive and forget type?? But mind you, we're talking 'bout best friend lehh. The sole person that you trust with all your heart. You know, those type where you watch in the movies, prick fingers, drink blood type??

People, don't take kindness for weakness. By that person keeping quiet doesn't mean things are okay. If you really think so, then you're stupid. We're after all women, we don't forgive and forget so easily. Green-eyed-monster wasn't created for no reason. I despise those who take what is rightly mine and claim it theirs. If you want it, you've got to earn it. If you aren't even aware of this simple principle, you don't know me at all. Are you then, a friend?

Imitation, the best compliment?

2008-02-12T18:05:00.000+08:00

When someone, say a friend, buys the exact same bag, or pair of shoes, or the exact same dress as you, how do you feel? Do you feel flattered? Angry? Indifferent? Flattered because you know you've at least got a little taste for a friend to buy something you already have or angry because you dislike having other people to imitate your sense of fashion? Some people dislike having others around them to have the same things they put on or carry. They like being "the" only person with "that" only particular item. I used to despise those who buy the same things as I do. I hate the fact that they do not have their own sense of style. But over the years, I've come to learn that you can't stop these people. You can't stop others around you from buying pretty things. Unless you wear them at home or don't use it in public, you simply can't stop them. Why not see it in a brighter light that you set a trend instead? At least that's how I console myself. I take is as a compliment that others follow suit, what do you think?

True Religion

2008-02-10T20:54:00.000+08:00

Women's 'Bobby' Turquoise Painted Pocket Pocket - Berkley Wash

I'm not talking 'bout religion like Buddhism, or Hinduism mind you, but a brand established by husband and wife, Jeffrey & Kym Lubell. Seen wearing everywhere in the States, I guess it's still quite new here in Singapore. It has deemed to be the leader in the designer jean market. Famous for it's distinctive seams and hand sanded vintage washes, it has took denim in a refreshing new direction. It's defining characteristics include pockets with horseshoe-shaped stitching, pictures of Buddha playing the guitar, and twisted inseams. Fan base includes Cameron Diaz, Eva Longoria, Halle Berry, and many more. It's definitely a MUST HAVE. For more, check it out at www.truereligionbrandjeans.com.

CNY 2008

2008-02-10T19:39:00.000+08:00

The long awaited festive season has finally come and gone. I was very lucky to be able to go back to Ipoh as I had eve, first and second day of CNY off. After touching down at 6 am from Copenhagen, I unpacked and packed and took a flight back to KL at 1130 am. Was stoning by now. Imagine working overnight and not having enough rest. Sucks! Koh came to pick me up and we headed back to Ipoh. Was really surprised there was no jam. Smooth traffic all the way. We arrived 2 hours later and headed to aunt's place for reunion dinner. I dozed off while everybody was gambling. But headed out for a drink with my girlfriends later that night. Tee hee :P

First day of CNY was unlike the past few CNYs. Maybe 'cause Mom and Mui wasn't around. Mom is now busy babysitting in the States. * siGh * And the house isn't the same without her around. There was no drinking water. Nothing to munch. No CNY deco. No biscuits. Nothing. Boring! Being home and not having her around made me realise how much I take her for granted. And not having my other half around is boring. We've spent so many CNYs together that CNY is not CNY without her around. Nobody to bitch to when someone gives a two ringgit ang pow, nobody to help take over after I'm sick and tired of gambling, and most of all, nobody to share the start of the lunar new year with.

Oh well, I'm happy I manage to see most of my cousins. And I'm glad we manage to catch up. Am also glad that I manage to catch up with my girlfriends. It's been aeons since I last saw them. Now that I'm back in S'pore, I miss the FOOD, the noise, and the gambling (I finally learnt how to play Texas Hold'em and paid for it).

Not Chinese?

2008-02-03T01:36:00.000+08:00

Ever since I step foot into Singapore, the first question asked by EVERY single living creature is, "Are you Chinese?" I'm like, * in deep thoughts* "Yes, I am". 101% Chinese. From my forefathers to my great grandparents to my parents, Chinese. Just because I'm tan and don't speak Chinese doesn't make me any less. I'm sorry I wasn't put in a Chinese school, and I'm sorry nobody in the family speaks Chinese. I've gotten being Indonesian, to Vietnamese, to Thai, to Nepalese, to Malay, etc. The list goes on. Like I've previously mentioned, a colleague once thought I was Indian. I'm like you're either freaking blind or freaking stupid. Which part of me looks Indian? My foot?!?!?! A passenger once asked if I was Chinese and I replied yes. He then made this remark, "Don't ever tell people you're Chinese." I'm like wtf, why shouldn't I? I'm proud to be one. But of course, being the patient me, I just smiled and walked away. Why make such uncalled for remarks? By now, you may think I should have grown accustomed to it but I haven't. Still irks me whenever people ask me that question. Feel offended somehow. Nice people always tell me to take it as a compliment, at least I don't look like the typical Cina Lian (though I've been called that time and again by my "friends") with small eyes, bla bla bla.. Oh well, as a consolation, as long as they say I'm pretty, I'm totally fine with it. Tee hee :P

What kinda shopper are you?

2008-01-24T03:08:00.000+08:00

Like my previous entry reads, I just got back from Frankfurt. While there, me and a few colleagues gave this LV boutique a visit yes? And my GODDDDD!!! The amount of time one can spend in a single freaking boutique can really blow me away. I took a mere 5 minutes to get my bag, but this girl, this girl took like what?!?! Half an hour to decide whether or not to buy a bag. Look at catalogue, then look at the real thing, then ask for different colors, look again, then put back, then look at other stuff, then only to decide not to buy anything. Wah piang!! I tell you, if looks could kill, she would have been dead long time ago. And she made this comment, "My boyfriend just transferred S$1k into my bank account so I can buy anything I want. It's for my birthday." I'm like, "Aww, really?? That's so sweet of him." In my heart, I was actually saying, "Yeah, whatever. BIG deal! Not like you're getting anything anyway." And then we went to the Birkenstock boutique, wahlau, another 45 minutes spent there deciding what to buy. I'm like, "Could you guys just make up your mind and go?" What the hell is so freaking difficult?? And the most amazing part is, as you all know, crew do get paid QUITE well right, but they bloody want a tax refund for 6euros. That's freaking amazing. Really. They want to actually ask a friend of a friend who's doing the next Frankfurt to come back to the boutique to claim the full 19% instead of having to claim at the airport for a tad bit lesser. Don't be shock.

I'm the sort of shopper that goes into a mall, go into ONLY specific shops that I know I want to get stuff from, buy and then leave. I'm the sort that sees, likes, buys, regardless of price (of course I spend within my means la.) I'm not that sort that window shops. I don't go into boutiques, look see look see, then leave. I can't stand shopping for more than 3 hours. I get bored fast. But I have this girlfriend that goes into a boutique, sees everything and tries on just about everything although she knows she's not getting anything and then leave. She just tries for the fun of it lor, which seriously irks me because I'm not that kind that likes to wait. And then if she decides to buy something right, she'll ask for a new piece, try the new piece and then can try another few more pieces, same design, reason being, the cutting is not the same. That's her for you guys la. Then upon paying, must check every nook and corner for defects. And the price of the clothing? * dRum roLLs * S$30 plus? And when I give her shit for it, she says, "I'm not as spendthrift as you ma." I'm like, "Yorrrr, please lor. Freaking 30 bucks, cannot afford to pay meh?" And then there's another kind of shopper that buys just about everything and anything and end up not wearing/using any of them. * siGh * If I were to mention all these kinda shoppers that I've met ever since I joined the industry, I'll be writing until morning. I sure hope they're not many people like my girlfriend here. It irritates the hell out of me.

Frankfurt

2008-01-22T09:05:00.000+08:00

I have just gotten back from Frankfurt. Tiring but time well spent. Wasted our clear day fell on a Sunday as everything was closed but glad my sis was around. At least it wasn't so darn boring. Could have done so much more if it was a weekday. We could have gone shopping together! Would have been fun but a lot of damage could have been done. Tee hee ;P Maybe it's a blessing in disguise that we were there on a weekend.

I finally manage to get my bag!!! Geshh.. Have been postponing for a year now. It's not like it's a big deal now that I have it. :P he he.. Just another bag. * siGh * What a waste of money but then again, I've always wanted one so what the heck. Manage to finally get my birkie's too!! :) And the most wonderful part was, at the airport, the custom's officer didn't even look through our stuff for proof of purchase and gave us the stamp for tax refund right away, and there was no queue. And we got back cash!! Ha ha! :) Oh well, on top of all that, I'm just glad I'm home. Feels good to be back. Always does, and I guess always will.

Goodbye 2007, Hello 2008

2008-01-13T00:46:00.000+08:00

Time flies doesn’t it? A year has come and gone. Come to think of it, I have been in Singapore for a year now. That’s fast. I can’t believe I have been working for a year already. Doesn’t seem at all like it as I still feel so new. :P heh.

2007 has been good to me. Everything has been going the way I want it to be if not better. Work has been good, social life has been great, and financially?? Hmm.. not too bad. :P tee hee. Can be better. Working on it. ☺ New Year’s resolution: SAVE MONEY!!! Ha ha. Just hope I can stick to it. Let’s just hope the year of the RAT would bring in more wealth, good health, and unbounded happiness. As for me, I need to add in two more: more partying and a man. Bwahaha. :P

Capetown

2007-12-21T15:49:00.000+08:00

Imagine having to wake up to this

or this

every morning? Perks up your day doesn't it? It makes you realise how beautiful life is and it makes your problems seem so small that you give a knock on your head for worrying bout it at the first place. That's Capetown for you. :) I have been there twice but it still takes my breath away everytime I see it. It is beautiful. It is a sweet escape from everyday life back here. The sun brightens up your day, the sea washes your worries away and the sand buries your sorrows down under.

Loneliness or emptiness?

2007-12-16T04:23:00.000+08:00

Ever woken up feeling like you're the only person on earth? You just feel lonely somehow. Nothing to hang on to, nobody to talk to... All you want to do is just crawl back into bed and stay there like, forever. I feel that way most of the time. I feel lonely when I wake up to a quiet house, when my sister is not sleeping next to me, and when all I ever hear is my cheapskate Ikea clock ticking. Annoying. I hate this feeling! Being alone in an empty house, having to have dinner alone (I usually sleep till late in the evening, so dinner is my only meal), nobody to chat with.. Can be rather pathetic. I guess that's the downside of having to live with only your sister, and one who's flying that is.

And today, I don't only feel lonely, I feel empty. I guess I have been feeling quite empty for quite awhile now. But what exactly is that emptiness? I have a family that loves me, friends that care for me, a job that helps pay my shopping sprees. What more could one possibly ask for? Am I asking too much? Or is it just never enough? Is that emptiness my other half? Nah, can't be. We're already staying in the same roof. :P I guess relationships would never be the reason I'm feeling empty or lonely. I don't even want to have one to begin with. I already have difficulty taking care of myself, emotionally and physically, and economically, I don't think I can take care of another. Job satisfaction? Hmmm.. Maybe. I don't exactly enjoy my work nor am I exactly happy with what I'm doing. I always think I can achieve more outside but I'm not willing to give up the pay. Heh. :P What's wrong? Maybe it's just one of those days. Blame it on the hormones, I say. ;P

Gossip

2007-11-27T21:21:00.000+08:00

"Great minds discuss ideas; Average minds discuss events; Small minds discuss people." Sounds familiar? Find it sad but awfully true. Why do people gossip behind one's back? Jealousy? Envy? What is it? Why is it that fun talking about others' private lives? Or are these people craving for attention? They talk so they CAN be the centre of attention. What drives? As if talking behind one's back is not bad enough, they twist and turn a story until it's distorted to the core. Like when you play that game; you form a circle, and then you have that first person who whispers something to the other and the other to another and so forth and the last person has to say it out loud? You ever notice how distorted it becomes? It does happen in everyday life. People add all sorts of spices and herbs to spice things up a little.

So, my question is, what gives? Who are we to pass judgement? My sister always say, "You never criticize a man until you've walked a mile in his moccasins." How much do you know to critic one's actions? There's always two sides to a coin you know? And what you see is not what you get. Ever heard of "What you don't see with your eyes, don't witness with your mouth?" We tend to fall in others' trap most of the time. When someone tells us something, we go, "Is it!?!? Why would he/she do something like that?? That bastard/slut!!" So fast to judge ya. But how much do we exactly know anyway? We only heard it from some passerby. Not even the actual person in that situation. And even if you hear it from that person himself/herself, that's only one side of the coin. You've not heard the other. Most people twist their story to make themselves the victim. Are we not guilty of that?

The past years, I've learnt to trust no one but my own eyes and instincts. Benjamin Spock once said, "Trust yourself. You know more than you think you do," which I totally agree. Best bet? Don't gossip. People talk, you listen. Period. Why? Whoever gossips to you will gossip about you.

"Gossip needn't be false to be evil - there's a lot of truth that shouldn't be passed around," - Frank A. Clark

What it's like...

2007-11-07T15:48:00.000+08:00

I notice ever since I started this blog, I've written nothing about my work in the industry except the places that I've visited. Actually, I've not written many either. So much for living life out of a suitcase. Ha ha. So, what is it like doing what I'm doing? People often say, "It must be fun having to travel around the world, meeting different people, shopping in different countries, bla bla bla.." Yeah, it is. Having to jet set around the world, sight-seeing in so many different places. Widens our horizons really. And the best part is, it's free! We're paid to travel. How much better can it get right? Putting up in 5 star hotels, dinner in Japan, breakfast in LA, LVs in Paris, Pradas in Milan, we shop 'till we practically drop. And it doesn't end there. We get discounts just about everywhere we go too. All you need to do, flash your ID. Tee hee!

But of course, everything has it's advantages and disadvantages. Having to leave home most of the time is difficult to do. I hate having to pack and unpack my luggage all the time. Home has become a place where I do laundry, put up a day or two and then leave. And because you're away most of the time, the loneliness soon gets the better of you, and before long, you realise how important your family and friends are to you and how you used to take them for granted. :P But the worst part of all is: having to work with different people all the time. Different people have different styles of working and you just got to put up with it and adjust yourself everytime. What you do today may be wrong tomorrow so you got to like start off with a clean slate all the freaking time. Can be quite frustrating actually. No, I'll like to rephrase, not can be, more like it is. And the bitching, oh, the bitching.. You'll marvel at how some people can be so vicious. Oh well, I guess it happens in every work force. The only good side of it is that you'll probably only work with them once so just grit teeth and survive whatever number of hours you need to do la.

And yeah! before I forget, we also need to put up with the stereotype of being nothing but airheads and bimbos. Just because we fly 35,000 feet above ground, that doesn't make us any less of you. But then again, I've got to agree that some of them can be stupids la. Just some, a small percentage maybe. Most of them are just ignorant, not stupid. I hate it when people ask me what I do. I feel reluctant to answer them most of the time. And I have no idea why. Maybe 'cause I'm ashamed of what I do? Or rather I'm afraid of losing my credibility. People start to judge at the second you tell them what you are. Most people think we know next to nothing, only shopping. I've always thought I'd be a corporate lady, holding a 9 to 5 job, making important decisions,etc. but somehow, never got to doing it. :P I sometimes envy girls in powersuits, holding their briefcases, going to meet a client somewhere or give a presentation. Hmmph! I guess I can always do that after I leave this job. But for now, I'm just going to enjoy and savour every minute of what I'm doing. :)

Success

2007-10-31T14:40:00.000+08:00

What is success? What success is to you does not necessarily mean the same for me. So, how does one define success? Most people inter-relate success with wealth. If you're successful, you've got to be wealthy. Dictionary.com has a few definition of success. One being, the favorable or prosperous termination of attempts or endeavors. Of course, it also means the attainment of wealth, position, honors, or the like. With the different definitions of success, how can you tell a successful person from the not? Afterall, success is different for different people.

For me, I choose the former definition. I believe you're successful when you have achieved your own set of goals and targets. Success to me doesn't only mean achieving big things. You can be successful at attempting to paint something or build something or whatever not. Nothing in there says anything about attaining wealth. You can be damn successful at work but a failure at your own marriage. Where does that put you?

Success to my elder sister means travelling first class, success to my girlfriend, Jessica, means having a happy life, a happy marriage, and financially secured. So how do you know you have made it in life?? I know I have made it when I'm on lying on my death bed, surrounded by all my family and friends. Success to me means having lived my life in full, with no regrets.

What if...

2007-10-01T14:44:00.000+08:00

What if today were your last?? Your last day on earth. What would you do?? Would you call your loved ones to tell them how much you love them and how much they mean to you?? Would you tell your crush how much you like them?? Or would you ask for another chance at life?? If you were given a second chance at life, would you do things differently??

I read a book recently, "Tuesdays with Morrie." It's about a young man getting a second chance at life through a death of a friend - Tampa Tribune. In the book, it writes, people sleepwalk through most of their lives not knowing what they want and where to go. Therefore, what do they do? They do the next best thing they think they're suppose to do. They drown themselves in work, trying to earn more money, own big houses, buy nice cars, drown themselves in expensive jewellery, bla bla bla... Didn't society taught us so? Ever since young, we've been told to study hard, work hard, earn big bucks then buy car then buy house, get married, have children then work somemore for children's education. Then after that is being paid off, we continue to work, to earn money so we can last the very few years we have left of our lives. But it's never enough isn't it? We continue to work even after 65 worrying the pension that we have is not enough to sustain our own expenditure or rather our kids'. We work and save and work and save but it's never enough. We immerse ourselves with worry and we're so blinded chasing what we don't have that we fail to enjoy life.

I never enjoyed my days during college. I despised it in fact. I don't even hate it. I despise it. I went to a college I didn't choose and I enrolled in a programme that I have no freaking interest in. I wasted 4 years of my life feeling sorry for myself and doing something I didn't like. And my dad was just telling me the other day, in order for me to realise my dream (doing my Masters), I need to sacrifice. Ha ha. It's not my dream, Dad, it's yours. Why do parents impose what they couldn't achieve on their children? I'm not being mean, I know they want the very best for me but what's the good in it, when I'm not happy? That's not what I want. And I'm not gonna do it unless I'm up for it. I don't want to do it just cause it's right. I am happy doing what I'm doing right now and I enjoy it and I'm not gonna change anything.

So, what's good in living when you're not happy?? So what if you have all the money in the world, but you're not happy?? Most people would say, "Eh, I don't mind. I don't mind being a rich lonely man". When you're there lying on your death bed, alone, come tell me you'll die a happy man. I'll be willing to hear you out. So then, what's important in life if it's not money?? What gives you that meaning and purpose?? Mitch Albom says it's your unconditional love and compassion towards your loved ones and friends. But I say, most importantly, you've got to be HAPPY!!! So, go out there and buy that bag (I definitely wasn't referring to myself), let your hair down, let loose, have fun! Afterall, you only live your life once. LIFE'S TOO SHORT!!

Come 3rd of October..

2007-09-25T14:44:00.000+08:00

Come 3rd of October, I'd be another year older. * siGh * Now what does that mean? More commitments? More bills to pay?? Ought to do something better with my life?? Hell, NO!! That gives me another reason to get out, get drunk, and get laid!! Woot!! Okay, get out and get drunk, yes, but get laid, probably no!

My first time celebrating my big day away from home. It's gonna be good!! At least I hope. I've already gotten by first birthday present. From my favourite babe, Jess. A bag from LaCoste. Love it!! Of course I do. Cause I chose it! Tee hee. I dragged her to Orchard to get it. Not shy right? But we're so close it doesn't matter. :) Babe, if you're reading this. Thanks a million. Love you loads!! I bought the bag so I can pair it up with my shoes. I just bought a pair of sneakers from Le Coq Sportif. Orange. Nice. :P

My second birthday present, probably a Loewe wallet from Vanessa, Tommy, Ben and Harold. That I didn't choose. But someone insisted that I get it. I don't mind a bracelet from Tiff's but somebody said too cheap if it's shared by four so I've yet to go think or check out what I like.

My darling sister wanted to get me not only an Ipod, but a Prada wallet too. I said, "Siao ar, a lot of money to waste is it?" I think an Ipod will do. Just because she's got money la this month. One long flight after another. KNN! Just got back from Paris, standby called up for Taipei-LA, then right after Milan-Barcelona. You see la. Fair or not!!?!?! I appreciate the thought, really but it's a waste of money. Go la give money to my mother or father ke. Or save money then buy house later. At least I won't have to fork out so much. :P tee hee.

I wonder what my other presents are? * wiNk wiNk * Epi Speedy 25, Prada bag, MacBook, Tiff Sommerset Classic Bangle?? I'm not gonna name any more cause I don't think anyone is gonna get me any of that anyway. Ha ha. Would be leaving for Abu Dhabi-Jeddah tomorrow. Can't wait to come back. At least I have something to look forward to. :)

Second chance?

2007-09-06T04:47:00.000+08:00

"Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me." I'm sure many have heard of that quote and ever so often, people live by it, therefore not many others are given a second chance. Why? Simple. Because they're afraid of being fooled again. Ego and pride. Isn't it always the case? They don't want to be told, "I told you so." Frank Tyger once said, "Swallow your pride occassionally, it is not fattening." I find it true. Many people need to make mistakes in order to learn. Agree? That's where you learn. And that's where you become wiser. Life is nothing but making mistakes and learning from them. "Life is the only real counselor; wisdom unfiltered through personal experience does not become a part of the moral tissue," Edith Wharton. Therefore, shouldn't we give the "wrong-doers" a second chance to redeem themselves? You tell me. People often tell me "Aiyah, the leopard will NEVER change it spots la." Notice the emphasis on the never? Is it true? Even criminals are given a second chance, hence the yellow ribbon foundation.

Example, Brian and Sara are a couple. Brian then went out with a friend, Sally. A friend of Sara's saw Brian and Sally together and so fast to conclude, the friend calls Sara and says Brian is two-timing. No? I realise in Asia, people charged with an offense are guilty until proven innocent whereas in the West, they are innocent until proven otherwise. We're so fast to sentence one to life even before petition is submitted. Disagree? Enlighten me someone. Some may say, "Hmm, depends lor. See what kind of mistake they make la." How can you categorise the different mistakes different people make? You mean it's "more" morally right if a good guy kills a bad guy then a guy killing another? A life is a life! There's no two ways about it. I once asked a friend, "Which would you easily forgive? A man who has had a one night stand or a man who has had a relationship with another for 2 weeks per se?" "Of course the man who had a one night stand la." I asked why. "One night stand no emotions attached what." Really? Is that always the case? "How would you know?" "Don't know" came the reply. Ask yourselves. People often don't appreciate what is before them until it is lost. And when it's too late, what would you do to regain that trust? Do you think you deserve a second chance?

Men.. * siGh *

2007-09-01T08:41:00.001+08:00

Are all men bastards? Seriously, among us girls, we always ask ourselves. Is it true when they say men are like toilets? The good ones are all taken, the bad ones are full of shit!? I am beginning to believe that there are some truth in it. One of my girlfriends just got out of a relationship recently. Reason being, she found out that her then boyfriend was cheating behind her back for the past 8 months. Amazing isn't it? It's not 8 days or 8 weeks, but 8 months. It is quite amazing how a guy can cheat a girl's feelings for that long a period of time. Sure, you may think, "She stupid or what!?! Serve her right la. Cannot tell wan meh the boyfriend got another woman outside." Well, the truth is, she couldn't. I'm not sure if I'm right to say she trusted her boyfriend so much that she believed all that he had to say or maybe, the guy just has good acting skills. So, the million dollar question... Why do men cheat? Seriously, why do they? Does the thrill in it make it more exciting or are they just plain greedy? As if one is not a hand's full. My sister's friend once told her that there are only 2 types of men out there. One, men who cheat, and two, men who are not men (gays la basically). I'm not gonna defend the girls by saying we don't cheat la but that's besides the point. Anyway, I feel hopeless that I can't do anything to help ease her burden but hey, that's life and yeah, life IS unfair sometimes. Only 2 things I say, one, time will heal and two, what doesn't kill you will only make you stronger. I've always live by those two quotes. ALWAYS. I've come out battered and bruised but live to laugh at it so I'm quite certain she can too. GIRL POWER!!! Woot!! Honestly speaking, it is quite funny come to think of how all my girlfriends and I got ditched this year. Not proud of it but hey, that's the reality. Except my sister. Cheers to singlehood I say!! Woo Hoo!! All us got ditched and the men have new ones. Gezz. We've got to do something!! Why do we always fall for the wrong ones? Anyway, glad to say we're back on the market. Woot woot!! Boys, here we come!!

I AMsterdam :P

2007-08-27T01:42:00.000+08:00

The city where booze is plentiful, smoking pot is legal, and sex is above-board. And yeah, I was there. But I did none of those. Ha ha. Sad but true. :) I didn't even do any shopping! So proud of myself. Still keeping to my promise of S$300/month. Tee hee :P A job well done I would say. However, I did go sight see.

Upon arrival at Amsterdam, we went to Chinatown to have lunch and I had the best "siu yuk" rice ever. Was simply delicious! The skin was so crispy, my colleagues thought I was chewing on bones. But I did not have the opportunity to take a picture of it. Was too hungry that I forgot all about it. :P Below are some pictures I took while on the way to Chinatown. Love the architecture. :) Have always loved Europe stations, only because they have nice structures. Tee hee! I also gave the Red Light District a visit. Wasn't much to see as it was way too early but we did see some "hot chicks" on the window displays waiting for their next "customer."

The next day, we took a train to Den Haag Station to see the smallest town in Holland, Madurodam, where you get to see a bird's eye view of Holland. Was boring. I think we barely saw half of it, and we left. The only thing we wanted to see was the SQ aircraft. Ha ha.

We left for Zaanse Schans right after. This little cottage where you get the see the clogs' factory, cheese factory, and the small little cottage houses, and not forgetting the windmills.

I've got to say the whole scenery there was astounding. But nothing to be missed.

2007-08-22T17:37:00.000+08:00

I realised it's been awhile since I wrote anything here. Been pretty lazy, as usual. What's new? :P Anyway, guess what people!?! I have been keeping to my promise of spending S$300 a month! Elaine, Maecy, Jon, Kaceh, sorry to disappoint you guys but I manage to do it! Ha ha. I'm not that hopeless after all. And I now have savings!! :P But it's not helping now that my sister has bought her first LV and Prada bag. Damn it! I hate her!!! My hands are really itchy but I guess I'll have to wait! Patience is virtue right? And I still have not bought my laptop. Gezz. So much to buy with so little money.

Anyway, moi birthday is coming up! tee hee! * wiNk * Elaine, you just closed BIG sale right? * hinT hiNt * NDP tickets can be for my birthday next year? Maecy, you know what I want right? heh heh heh * sMirK *

Please Excuse Me but WTF?!?!?!

2007-08-11T14:57:00.000+08:00

The new roster is out and guess what?!? Mine is crap!!!!! As I've expected, I have another London flight and an Indian flight, given the fact that I did not do any this roster. Argh! This is my third time to London already. I've practically done everything in London. What else am I suppose to do there?!? I can't possibly do much shopping cause it's freaking expensive, and I can only do sight seeing if I have kaki but what is there to see somemore? I have seen what I want to see which is the Stonehenge. B O R I N G!!! And my long flight.. Gosh, my long flight.. Guess where I'll be heading to this time?? Abu Dhabi-Jeddah!!! Aiyohh. Abu Dhabi-Jeddah of all places. Give me la Istanbul-Cairo or Istanbul-Dubai. That, I don't mind but Abu Dhabi-Jeddah?!?! WTF is there to do there?? I'd probably have to rot in the hotel room or something. I want to shop!!!!

Was at Elaine's place when I checked my roster and she was laughing. Both she and Jon. They were saying God is fair. My sister gets flights to Paris, AGAIN and she's doing a Milan-Barcelona right after. How unfair is that!?!?! The sister that does not spend and shop gets to go to Paris and Milan and the sister that like to shop goes to Abu Dhabi-Jeddah!!!!! * arGh * So angry!!!!! Elaine says I can then save cause I won't be using money and stick to my promise of not spending more than $300 a month. Life is so unfair!!!! The whole conversation was cut short because I was heading out to Arena. Elaine then said, "Go out, drink and be merry." And I did. Ha ha. I did have fun. And was kinda tipsy when I reach home. :P Everyone that I wanted to be there was there.

Gosh, I'm so freaking lazy!

2007-08-07T23:23:00.000+08:00

After having so many days off, I really don't feel like working tomorrow. * SiGh * I'm so lazy. I hate having to wake up early in the morning. I can't sleep the night before and I'm gonna be so sleepy while at work. I hate it. And I hate leaving for China stations. My Chinese is shit and I find it so difficult communicating with the people. * arGh * I'm frustrated, and they're frustrated! And I don't like China stations cause it's dirty and unhygienic. People peeing and spitting everywhere. EeeWww! And the worst thing is, Mom is around. Hardly spent time with her. * siGh * Miss home cook food!!!! The other day, she cooked. As soon as Elaine and I reach home, we gobbled everything. We were like vultures. More like pigs. (She's gonna go mad if she reads this :P) Jon could't resist and joined us too. And the both of them were fighting over the soup. Ha ha. And Elaine kept saying he was greedy because he had second helping but not like Jon gave a damn. He was just savouring every bit of the food. I sat quietly eating as I was damn hungry. :P I'm gonna miss her when she leaves this Sunday. Kinda awkward cause I usually don't. He he. I feel so mean saying this but hey, at least I'm honest.

Twins!

2007-08-05T00:52:00.000+08:00

People often find it fascinating when they find out I'm a twin. Their first reaction would be, "Are you serious? That's so cool." Then all these questions like "so, do you guys look alike?" or "how far apart are you guys born?" start reeling in. And the stupidest question I've ever asked is "Do you guys have the same birth date?" I'm like "DuHhhHHh... We weren't called twins for nothing you pea brain!" I mean there's always a possibility of one being born before midnight and one after la but what are the odds?? Ohh.. No! There's one which is even more stupid. "Are you guys the same age?" That's the ultimate la. How ignorant some people can be although there's the possibility of one being born on the 31st of December and one on the 1st of January but I doubt the doctor would ever put that on the birth certificate. That's just dumb.

Anyway, people then ask, "Do you guys share the same interest or character or fashion sense, etc." I tell them, "Same face, totally different personality." We're like the most opposite of twins you can find out there. I cannot begin to tell how different we both are BUT we ARE the total opposite of each another. I guess my sis, Maecy is the angel from heaven and of course, I'm also an angel but the angel from hell. Dark angel or something. I'm spendthrift, I love to party, I drink, I don't save, I'm short-tempered, the most unlady-like lady on earth (I can actually gobble my food and peel skin of my toes in front of my colleagues and still don't give a damn), I'm loud, I speak my mind, bla bla bla... I can go on and on with this. On the contrary, Maecy is thrifty, seldom goes out, speaks soft... Basically, the opposite of all of the above la. Yin and Yang wasn't created for no reason and I guess we balance one another. And that's why we can get on so well.

We've been through so much together I sometimes wonder what will I ever do if I lose her. Our bond is so strong that I guess if either one loses another, you lose both. We'd probably die of depression or something. Ha ha. But I'm serious. :) We're inseparable. We have been sharing our lives for the past 23 years and still now and even the same job. Weird! We see each another practically everyday, but yet we talk as though there's no tomorrow. When we were studying back in KL and used to see each other everyday, my brother always say, "Eh, you all see each another everyday but yet still talk so much. What do you all talk about?" I guess that's just part of being us. We share practically everything. From the food we ate during lunch to our very own dark secrets. We just have no secrets.

I guess ordinary people would never understand the attachment that we both have. I would say it is quite amazing to be a twin and it's special what me and my sis have and that nobody can take it away from either of us. Maecy, if you're reading this, I LOVE YOU more and more each day. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me! * sQueeZe *

I made a bet.

2007-08-03T00:15:00.000+08:00

Was having dinner with my cousin, Elaine, her husband, Jon, and Mom earlier on and I told them I was broke. My bills just came in. As usual, I got the nagging. Come to think of it, I did ask for it. I should have just kept my mouth shut. Mom asked if I bought a lot of stuff on my recent trip to LAX and I told her no. Elaine's eyes went wide and nodded, "Yeah, didn't buy much." But I really didn't. At least I didn't pull out my mamasan bag. So, in order to prove everyone wrong, I made a promise to myself. A promise that I would not exceed spending S$300 a month. That's if I do decide to shop. Everybody started laughing and said I couldn't do it. They bet on their lives I won't be able to do it. What sia?!?! Instead of encouraging me, they threw cold water at me. Elaine then made a bet. She said for whatever money that I spent on, I would need to pay her that amount, and I took it up.

Kaceh then called later on and our conversation:

Kaceh: So I heard you bought a lot of stuff in LAX.
Megan: Yeah, sort of.
Kaceh: Sort of? Are you sure? That's not what I heard.
Megan: Okay la okay la. I bought 4 pairs of shoes and some tops.
Kaceh: 4 pairs of shoes!?!?! Why do you need so many for?
Megan: Was on sale. I made a promise to myself. I will not spend the next 3 months.
Kaceh: * Burst ouT lauGhing * Yeah, sure.

* siGh * Am I that hopeless?? Think I am. But I will definitely prove them wrong! And I will certainly not shop for the next 3 months.

I blew all my allowance away, AGAIN!

2007-08-02T04:06:00.000+08:00

It's 4 in the morning and I just touched down 2 hours ago. Just got back from a Tokyo-LA flight. Was a fruitful one indeed. And as usual, I blew all my allowance.. Again!!! Doing what I do best, SHOPPING! * siGh *.. I'm hopeless, to the core. I'm broke. My salary just came in like a few days ago and my account is left with only a few hundred dollars. Ha ha. Can you believe it? I can't believe it myself.

Why is it a fruitful one? Not only because I manage to shop, but I manage to not only meet up with my twin sister, but my lovely cousin as well. On the way up to Narita, I met up with my sister and we manage to have dinner together and I slept over at her room. Was nice being in Japan with her makan-ing and chit chatting until wee hours of the morning. :) But she had to leave the next morning which was kinda sad because.. we could have gone shopping together!! He he. * wiNk * Left for LA later that afternoon.

Was 3 in the noon when we arrived at LA that same day. Was so friggin tired but I didn't want to sleep because it would have been a waste of time. Decided to go to the mall to shop! Tee hee. Fortunately, there was another colleague who wanted to go as well so the two of us took a bus there. In two hours, I spent S$700. It's amazing how I manage to buy so much in just 2 hours. He he. But what the heck, Abercrombie was there, and Nine West was on sale! :P Wish I had more time there but I had to rush back to meet my cousin, Elaine, so that was it for the day. By the time we got back to the hotel it was already 9 o'clock. Packed and then walked to Disneyland to meet up with her. Got lost while in there. Golly! My phone bill's gonna soar this month. Had dinner at IHOP before leaving back to her hotel, Crowne Plaza.

Was so tired, as always, knocked out as soon as I hit the bed. Woke up early that morning because we were going to the factory outlet at Dessert Hill. Woo Hoo! Was so excited. But the drive there was a dread because it took us 2 hours to reach there. But it was all worthwhile cause things there were cheap and it was here that I spent the other half of my allowance, if not more. :P It was also here that I got my second pair of True Religion jeans. Tee hee! And not forgetting, my pair of Hogan shoes! My favourite of the whole lot. :P We left the place at about 5 in the evening and went to Anaheim to shop again. :P He he. It was just crazy la hah. But was fun. Left my cousin at 11 that night.

Went back to the hotel to pack and I had to sit on my cargo bag to close it. He he. I just couldn't lock it. :P Left for Tokyo the next noon.

Arrived Shinjuku the next evening. Had dinner and then chilled out at a colleague's room until morning. Couldn't tahan ready and had to wake up early the next morning because a few of us were going to Disney Sea. Was so frigging B O R I N G!!!! Regretted going there. The rides were of no fun and everything else were in Japanese. Couldn't understand a single word they said and it was just all noise. Regret!!!!! I should have gone shopping at Shinjuku. And how could I have forgot they had Samantha Thavasa there!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I didn't remember until I saw another colleague's pouch. I was so angry with myself!!! Argh! I hope I have another Japan flight or something so I can buy. :P

Anyway, I had the best ramen ever, there. Think I should make it the next crew joint. :P Tee hee.

Feel like crap!

2007-07-23T21:44:00.000+08:00

I just got back from Melbourne yesterday and I feel like crap! I got food poisoning while in Melbourne. Melbourne, can you imagine??!!!? Of all places?? If Karachi or Bombay or some shit city like that I can understand la you know but Melbourne? Can't get any better than this can it?

Woke up with a churning stomach and before I knew it, I had to run to the toilet and wahlau, from then on, super "lau sai" lor. I lost count on how many times I went in and out of there. I had to literally drag myself out of the toilet thereafter. I was weak to my knees and I had nothing to eat, only water to drink and I slept right through check out which was what? 19 hours?? I just didn't have the energy to do anything. No even the energy to sit up straight. That was how bad it was.

At the lobby, told my fellow colleagues and they were asking how come I didn't go see the doc. I said, "Please excuse my ignorance. I thought I could sleep it out." Which was a bloody lame excuse la of course. Who doesn't know you can't sleep it out. Didn't wanna report sick fearing I had to stay back in Melbourne. :P heh. Everyone asked me what I ate, and I thought it must be the fried squids cause I was the only one who ate that that night. EekKs.. The thought of it gives the shudders. Think I'm gonna lay off the squids for the next couple of months.

I just couldn't work because I wasn't getting any better. I was really fortunate to have colleagues that were not only understanding but concerned as well. And genuinely concerned. Upon arrival, the supervisor saw to it that I went to see the doctor right away and I did. He even messaged to check if I was okay. I count my blessings everyday. :)

To save or not to save? That is the question.

2007-07-19T22:58:00.001+08:00

Went out for drinks with one of my very close friends today, and the topic of saving popped up out of no where and I asked her, "Laine, how much do you save a month?" She answered, "I try to save at least S$1k a month or more." I'm like, "Wow, that's quite a lot." So I ask myself, how much am I gonna save a month?? Save!?!?! That word never quite existed in my dictionary. I'm an impulsive buyer. Worse so now that I have not one but two credit cards. I spend even before I earn. Everybody seems to be giving me shit on my buying habits but I can't seem to control them. * siGh * I think I really need to work, work really really hard... To find myself a rich boyfriend. Tee hee. * wiNk * Really!

Then she added, "Spend within your means la. You can still buy but don't go overboard. Once in awhile you should reward yourself. " I'm like, "Within my means??" Hahaha. I spend even before I earn it, within my means?? That's just wrong lor. I told her I blew S$2k on my recent Hong Kong - Frisco trip; bulk of the money went to the 2 bags I bought from Coach. She said, "Ohhh, then okay la. You bought 2 bags what. Think of it this way, at least you got it at a bargain cause it is much cheaper in the States then back here", which made some sense. "Besides, how often you do a HK-Frisco flight. You spend there and you save on others." "True," I said. Thereafter, "If at the back of your head, you have the slightest idea of saving, you would definitely not overspend." Which I deem true because I do save a little every month. Just a little. Tee hee.

We talked and talked until sun set. And after all the talk about saving, we went back into Paragon, into Miu Miu and Prada. And I know exactly what to buy when my sister goes to Paris. So much for saving huh??

I fell in love with London

2007-07-17T22:49:00.000+08:00

We arrived at 6 in the morning wanting more than nothing but our beds. Patiently, we waited at the lobby for our room keys. Then came the IFS telling us there weren't enough rooms therefore those who want to have breakfast first can have their breakfast while the rest can get go up and rest. I'm like WTF, after a 13 hour flight, who the hell wants to have breakfast!?!?! All of us would prefer sleeping sia. But of course, being the most junior and on probation, I had to give up my room. Crap! So we went to the cafeteria and had continental breakfast. Was so freaking tired could barely open my eyes. We waited for a good one and half hours before all of us got a room. We were cursing and swearing.

Finally, my bed. Knocked out as soon soon as I hit the bed. Comatose! Slept right through until 4 in the afternoon when my batchboy, Jeremy called. Said he had arrived and that we'll be meeting up for dinner. Went back to sleep before I knew it.

They came over to Oxford Street to meet me. Had fish and chips for dinner. Was told by Kaceh that I must eat it when I'm there so I did and it was, in fact, delicious. Or maybe I was just hungry. :)

Was really happy to meet my 2 batchboys, Jeremy and Nathaniel. Haven't seen them after i left SIA Training Centre and it was in fact great to have met them in LONDON. We had drinks and caught up with what had been going on in our lives; The colleagues that we have, the customers, bla bla bla... And of course our very own love lives. Not that I have one. It's just pathetic. I had to leave early as I was going on a day tour the next day. Missed them.

Was awake at 7. Nicole called and told me that pick up was at 8:15. So, showered and got ready and was at the lobby at 8:05. The bus came to pick us up at 8:15. Right on the dot. We had something to eat before we left and I slept through. I can sleep on anything that moves. Our first stop was the Windsor Castle. Was really excited as this was my first time visiting a castle. We saw the Doll House and bla bla bla... Can't exactly remember where we went and what we saw. Oh yeah, the States Apartment. After having visited one too many rooms, we were bored out of our minds. Gosh, we were just walking pass through the rooms, everybody was admiring the paintings and furnitures, but we?!?! We just wanted to get out of the building. So boring! We came out and manage to catch the change of guards. But we had to be back in the bus by 1120 so we rushed back. Didn't manage to catch the whole thing. But it was boring anyway. heh :P

Our next stop was Stonehenge. That, I was excited. Really really excited. But before that, we stopped and had lunch at this small little restaurant called Stonehenge Inn. The place was simply marvellous. The deco, so cottage like and so British and so cosy. But the food sucked! But at least something to fill my stomach. Then we continued our journey.

We arrived half an hour later. The view was breathtaking. I couldn't help myself but stare in admiration. Those stones, some may say, "Chehh, just a bunch of stones, what is there to see?" but when you see the real thing and think how it got there?? It is quite amazing. How 5000 years ago, those people lugged those 40 tonne stones 280 miles away in Wales. Who built it and why remains a mytery today. I guess that's what makes it so interesting. And the tour guide was showing us two particular stones where come Midsummer's Day, you can actually see the sun right smack between the two. It was simply amazing. To walk among the ancient people who mapped the course of the sun and moon to build that monument. Speechless! And not forgetting, the sheep there was a sight too, as said by the tour guide. All tourists were taking pictures of the sheep. Haha.. which was quite funny cause we couldn't help ourselves but take pictures of them too.

Our final stop was the beautiful Georgian City of Bath. I was so freaking tired, I could barely walk. But somehow, manage to find the strength to. The architecture was awe-inspiring. I've always like old ancient looking structures therefore the site was quite a favourite. Nothing like Stonehenge for me but can still do. :) We walked and looked around and it is intriguing how the Romans had come about building it. Apparently, the waters were believed to have healing properties but I dare not touch it. Gosh, it's freaking green in color. God knows what's in there.

It was evening by the time we finished our tour and was time to head back to London. It was indeed a fruitful day for me and I enjoyed it. Was so tired, I knocked out as soon as I hit the bed. We left London the next afternoon with many memories to bring back with me. :)