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| My blog has been stagnant because I have been procastinating to blog since my return from Aussieland. I felt the pressure to photoblog cos loved ones would be keen to see what I did in Oz. I fulfilled the responsibility by finally uploading most of them onto facebook, except my skydiving vid which came in a strange format and I have yet to successfully pirate a good enough converting software to upload on youtube > facebook.
I applaud the success of facebook. It has became my primary social and networking tool to update myself to people and keep myself updated with people that I love, people I am even least close with, people I don't want to be associated with, partners in crime, acquaintances and so on. I am awed by the power of news and gossip spreading over facebook and I thank how fast these good and bad news can spread. I am impressed how people are eager to update their status - I can understand the status from single to in a relationship. But updating from in a relationship to single, then single to in a relationship to the same few person again and again just looks too uncreative. Seeing people updating from in a relationship to engaged is exciting. Some we can safely say it is an expected change, afterall it is a natural transition to see long term relationships going into a new chapter. The remaining ones are just surprising and naturally invites gossips.
But to every status changing from single to in a relationship, I feel happy for them. To every status changing from in a relationship to single, I do feel sorry, and sometimes, I do feel a sense of relief for my friends. To every status from in a relationship to engaged, very rarely I feel worried, but most of the time I feel even more excited than the bride (yes very lame indeed). There must be a reason why people are getting married, even if it was as drama as having the chance to marry someone you hold dearly before you leave this world because of some illness. People of my age having that status change is largely defaulted to shotgun reasons. Even if it was my best friend, or someone I used to be close with, I would still sincerely wish the couple a blessed marriage.
Everything happens for a reason. Affairs of the heart can only be felt, but not explained in black and white. Sealing your signature does not promise eternity. A chunky diamond ring can bring two hearts together, but what matters is if both hearts hold true.
Cupid must have been on holiday lately. I see so many singles, some even gave up in love. Nonetheless, even when you give up, love will look for you itself. Those who hasn't given up, keep looking! Christmas, the season of love is arriving!
P.S.: I have my Christmas wishlist ready if anyone is keen 
Skydiving by the Beach - 1 October 2009, Thursday, Spring, Wollongong, NSW
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| I have been a lousy student in school, did not ace any subjects except for arts but well, now the regrets of not studying well has kicked in a little. Little science facts that I studied in primary school were clean forgotten and hearing the facts that I used to study tickled my memory and fascinates me just like how they did when I was younger. I am missing science so much that my little cousin was taken aback when I asked if she could kindly lend me her science textbook after her PSLE!
Of all subjects, it is most regretful not to excel in Chinese. I ought to be ashamed that being a true blue Chinese, I speak little mandarin, only recognise a handful of Chinese characters (can't read and write well) even though higher Chinese was my O'levels subject. The golden advice of growing importance of Chinese was coldly ignored and it was only after 2 whole decades later, I realised, and to put it plain bluntly - my Chinese s.u.c.k. It was a Taiwanese client who gave me the wake up call - I did not even know what is Good Afternoon in mandarin back then. Everyone had a good laugh at my shameless broken mandarin, I had a good laugh too and I told myself it is time to pick up real Chinese/Mandarin.
I applaud the goodness of Singapore's world class education system. Ahhh yes I know I only learnt to appreciate after I am done with the academic journey I so loathe, no one can deny that the brilliant idea of being effectively bilingual places Singaporeans as a competitive advantage on the global stage. I have now witnessed how envious people can be knowing one is highly fluent in Putonghua and even better if the person can be too in Cantonese.
Hence my ears are opened to expose myself to any sort of Mandarin and Cantonese. I cannot declare I am highly fluent in Mandarin, I could at least identify lousy Mandarin and Cantonese people speak and remind myself not to commit similar boo boos. As for now, continuous learning is the best policy - Read more and practise to perfect!
I am getting a little ambitious - to be fluent in Traditional Chinese, Simplified Chinese, Putonghua, Taiwanese mandarin and Cantonese. I am not going to be shy about this ambitious goal - for I am so going to make it happen! Sales pitching, client solution, investment advice and everything else in rocking solid Chinese! You go girl!
P.S.: If Bloomberg is available in Japanese, they should seriously consider launching the Chinese one too. | | |
| Time flies - it's been a year since you flew me on cloud nine. It was a year ago when Fridays and Saturdays have became special. Sundays were about church, futsal, indecisiveness what's for dinner and Sunday night movies. You fed me with daily vits, surprise vits. Although the vits supply is extinct now, they are not diminished in my memories.
I am still amused how our paths always cross. That's just one of the magnificent work of God. | | |
| Miss Tsjin and I had an interesting intensive discussion to fix her career dilemma and subconciously, we were in the topic of local graduates.
A friend of hers from a local university wrote 2 huge paragraphs to her prof to request for an extension for her assignment.
If I were her, I would have written everything in 1 single sentence. Dear Sir, please grant extension of deadline for my assignment.
I am positive most profs would junk the email with a granny story on her personal life that they are least interested in (most of them are not factual, and fictional), and happy to approve my short and sweet email.
Btw - this applies at work too! | | |
| I am suffering from major post holiday withdrawl syndrome - I miss oz, especially the weather, dressing up winter and cheap and good wine!
I had an awesome time in Australia! It was good bonding with my parents - we had a good time hanging out in Melbourne and a little of Sydney..so much so that I almost wanted to change my flight and go home together with them cos I couldn't bear to leave them! But eventually, I held on as anyone would know how independent and strong willed I can be.
I love love love Melbourne! The weather was insane and very unpredictable. It was important to pay attention to the weatherman in Melbourne, but he always mispredict the weather! It was 10 degrees cold, and raining, my shoes were wet, my toes were freezing, I piled loads of clothes underneath my coat and wore 2 pairs of socks in my boots!
I love the gardens in Melbourne and had a romance encounter with the lovely flowers! Even after leaving the garden, I went around checking out flowers, in the marts too! Flowers can sure make my day! There is also Queen Victoria Market that I loved. We visited Phillip Island, Apollo Bay, Great Ocean Drive, Yarra Valley and my favourite Puffing Billy!
Last but not least of Victoria, I attended my convocation at Clayton which is a town that loosely resembled a variety of little Asia. I saw Vietnamese baguettes, Malaysian Hokkien Mee, Singapore Laksa, Korean bibimbap, Japanese sushi, Thai salad and an Indian convenient store!
Flew to Sydney where the NSW adventures began! Had unforgetable fresh seafood along Darling Harbour, am already planning an oyster buffet attack again when Jack is back! Blew a fortune shopping in Sydney, finally made it to Chifley Tower to say hi to the Oz folks and worked for a day. My lunch date was Eddie and Homo at the Rugby club where we had the aussie works burger and beer for lunch. Meike had been a wonderful host in Sydney, and I am so glad and thankful for all the aussie love she gave! I was supposed to convince her to hub to Singapore, but she did a better job convincing me to move to Oz to work!
Love the blue mountain, the little town of Leura, animals roaming around in Featherdale Wildlife Park, taking the fastest vertical train ride, the giant ribs at Hurricane, puffy pancakes on the rocks, wine hunting at Hunter Valley, skydiving the beach, combing in Coles and breakfast in the beach cafe! Almost got blown away on captain cook cruise cos the wind was so strong! Saw the giant aussie swells in Bondi beach! and Jazz festival in Manly beach!
*I was updating the photoblog halfway but had a mini tech accident. Photos are on facebook if anyone is keen! | | |
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