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Monkey see monkey do

It started with my brother when we were young. He would always follow whatever I do, want or buy. I hated it. Then it was the competitive secondary school friend. I said I want to buy A, a few days later before I even get A, she would have bought it. I hated it. And then there was another secondary school friend. Who would choose the exact neo-prints frames that I did. She claimed it was coincidence initially and it took me a while to realise there aren't so many coincidences in life. Very silly isn't it? I hated it. Along the way, I meet more of such people and I take it that well, I'm quite a good role model whom you look upon to. But I don't know which is worse. To be a copycat discreetly or openly. Either way, I hate it. Yet I have no control over it. Lesson learnt: be hush hush with what I want. Although sooner or later, you will see it and get it if you're keen to follow me. But how about trying this - get your own style and something you really like or want, ...

Selfish vs Selfless

It's understandable to put yourself first before anyone. After all, we are a selfish lot. But, when you're someone on top, you gotta look down and think of those below isn't it? Like a mother hen wouldn't feed herself first when she finds worms, no? Is a leader born or trained? Oh well.

Just being lame

The other day I was looking at my Tiffany ring and I had this lamest thought... If your partner's name is actually Tiffany, whatever she buys for you will be from Tiffany even if it's not the literal TIffany. How 'cool' is that? Examples: A: Nice tie you have there. B: It's from Tiffany. C: Nice wallet you have. B: It's from Tiffany. Ok, I'm done with my lame moment.

等待...

Waiting. Everyday. We wait for the lift, wait for the bus/train, wait for the red light to turn green, wait for your boss to be available to talk to you, wait for your colleague to reply your email, wait for your turn to order food, wait for... you get the idea. And in a more complicated aspect, you can be waiting for love, for hope, for miracle... A week before CNY, I was at a place where - I don't know, it could be just me - everyone seems to be waiting for something or someone in a very intense way. Waiting for familiar faces to visit them. Waiting for perhaps a miracle to be able to walk again and not be wheelchair bound. Waiting for tomorrow which signifies yet an extra day of life. Waiting for the day when he/she can go home. Waiting for death... if not what, seriously? Have you stayed in bed all day long waiting (aimlessly) for that someone, waiting for night to fall, a new day to begin? Have you wondered how different is the world out there as compared to the glimpse of blu...

Bad habits

1. I don't take breakfast the minute I wake up. 2. I have only brunch or lunch on weekends. 3. I rarely climb the long stairs leading to office. 4. I don't chant every morning. 5. I don't have fruits daily. 6. I've been sleeping late since the start of CNY. I love my unhealthy lifestyle :(

Tiger Year

Our distributing ang pows regime start with the Tiger year and due to an under estimation, we found ourselves withdrawing $40s (that's the only combination where you can get all $10 notes) 7 times on Chu San night. Damn silly right? Still yaya papaya-ly told everyone we have enough when they asked if we need new notes. Anyway, it's not a small sum lo!! Our poor honeymoon funds. But it's the New Year and if it's not for the ang pows, what's there to love? So it's quite a joy to be giving than receiving for a change. And don't tell me to quickly pop one or two to collect ang pows - do your maths and you'll know it doesn't work that way. It's a fun chu yi though. Mann, my cousins have grown up... talking to me about bangs, rebonding, how Ray and I met, blah blah blah... And yes, when I said 'back to the good old days' previously, I meant this: I don't exactly love or hate it, just trying to get used to it so while I embrace the change, b...

Ushering Tiger Year

Change bedsheet. Check. Iron CNY clothes. Check. Ang pows (yeah... first year distributing, yadah yadah..). Check. Short of cash. Check. Starting to look forward. Check. Mahjong on the way. Check check. Have a prosperous Tiger year people! It's said to be a fantastic year for the piglets. We'll see... Huat ah!!

So much...

A lot at work. Quite a bit of planning & money to be spent for the trip. And then CNY will come and go just like that. I've yet to write a complaint letter to the hotel. I've yet to print wedding photos for everyone. I've yet to book the bowling lanes. I've yet to terminate insurance. Oh, I 'went back to the good old days' again. *Hint: there shall be none

4th February

I've never really taken much effort to remember this day until recent years. Celebrations were minimal - dinner and a small ang pow and that's it for the day. There were even a few times this day clashed with CNY and there were no celebrations. This year, I decided to FINALLY get a cake. You know that someone has never gotten a birthday cake when he or she doesn't even know how to make a wish. Yes, this simple thing you and I have been doing each year is a first for someone who has celebrated more than half a century of life. Very pathetic isn't it? We ought to be ashamed of ourselves, really. How could we have not bothered just because we thought it's not important and it won't be appreciated? That cake was so far the most meaningful one that I've bought because I've never seen someone so happy and so appreciative. Lao pa, I'm sorry you've been the shadow in the family and your birthdays have been only slightly more special than any other day bu...

February

And so my Feb obviously didn't start on the right note but fret not, the little drama is over and everything's fine. Today's also our 1 month wedding anniversary. Feels like it's more than that actually - is this good or bad? Anyway it's same old same old. I've shared (a little of) my bonus with my parents in-law and of course my parents & bro. Feels good to share and give. Of course when you can afford it la. Do you know what's constantly on mind these days? It's The Jacksons! And no, I'm not a fan. No offence but I find the late Michael creepy. Can't wait for March to come and go...