Gone to the “Dark Site”

2 05 2007

I have fallen to the dark side… My blog from now on will be updated at www.think2ink.multiply.com.

See you there!





That Long, Huh?

17 04 2007

Has it been that long? My goodness! No wonder even wifey is asking if I’ve been very busy lately… She must have seen that I’ve not updated my blog for 2 weeks!

Work-wise, it’s actually not as busy as before. Maybe that’s also one reason why I don’t seem to be writing much? The more stressed I get, the more I need to write it off, so to speak.

As I was telling her this morning, my boss just gave me an hour-long pep talk on my career path in the company last week, and so suddenly, expectations on me have risen significantly. Perhaps it is simply a psychological knee-jerk effect, but I have now no reason to sit back and let my bosses take all the responsibility and initiative.

Which is both a good and bad thing. Bad as in now I can’t slack as much as I used to, like updating my blog during office hours. Good in the sense that I now have more autonomy to “exercise initiative”, which effectively means more freedom as I’m left more on my own to handle my accounts.

And so, have I been busier? I think the best and most accurate answer would be yes and no?

Having said all, I should be able to update this blog more… I have a whole lot of pictures in my phone that I have taken to put up here, but could never “find the time”! The ironies of life indeed…





No Time for Old Time’s Sake

4 04 2007

One of my old friends sent me this series of MSN messages:

> some update from yesterday gathering
> XXX will be tying the knot next year, finally saw her soon-to-be pilot bf
> XXX will be ROM this July
> that’s abt it. hope next gathering u can attend

I don’t know whether to be happy or sad that my friend had bothered to send me those updates and suddenly I feel bad that I haven’t been able to spend time with them… These are old old friends, people whom I have know for close to 10 years.

I know we all need to move on, but moving on just doesn’t feel right when the past comes to bite you in the behind, and you realize you have left people you care about behind.





Pay Day is PAY Day

4 04 2007

Pay day for me is always met with mixed feelings.

Of course I’m glad that I would (finally) be getting paid for the work I have done, and believe me, I feel I deserved every cent from this last pay cheque. But the nice feelings fade when you realize that most of the money will be paid back to the banks within a week… Bills to pay, loans to clear, some debts to pay, here a little, there a little and before you know it, you’re back to square one in a blink of the eye, waiting for the next pay day to come.

And now, I really cannot understand why people are willing to live in debt their whole lives, working for the bank all the time. I want to be able to spend the money I earn the way I want to. Besides my tithes and offerings to God, I want to have the freedom to decide how I want to spend my money.

There are so many times when I wanted to be generous and help someone in need but cannot, simply because I do not have enough for myself. That’s really sad… I believe God wants us to be prosperous and I’m really praying for that day to come soon. I look forward to the day when I go to the bank just to get my money out, not put my money back in.

Only then will pay day be a truly happy day!





New Place, New Space

3 04 2007

We finally moved! Our new office is now at a shophouse along Amoy Street, above one of the clan associations.

Knowing me, I dumped quite a bit of stuff while packing at the old office. Then I dumped another lot when I unpacked over here. And now, I suddenly seem to have so much space that I sometimes wonder if I had thrown away stuff I needed.

The hysteria worsens each time I cannot seem to find my documents and files among the repacked boxes!

But now that my events and projects are over, things are dying down a bit. I finally had time this week to read the papers (part of my assigned daily duties) after neglecting it for the past half a month. Even then, I still find spare time on my hands to do other stuff…

Of course, I know there will come a day when I will have to rush like mad to catch up on things I should have done when I’m freer (like now), but I have always been a procrastinator.

Or maybe it’s just living out the army way of life: Rush to wait, wait to rush!





Baby Walked!

2 04 2007

This is probably the most exciting news so far, and it’s so exciting I have decided to post it in the main blog and not under my baby’s sub-page!

She walked!

Yes, I know it’s not as if she walked on water like Jesus, but I was playing with her while she was standing next to the sofa. Then suddenly she just turned around, let go of her hand on the sofa, and took her first little steps! And as she moved closer to me, I moved away some more and by the end of it all, she had walked unassisted for at least 3 metres!

And so we spent the rest of the night making her walk some more, all the while trying to film it down on camera. But baby is smart… She’ll not walk but crawl whenever she sees the camera so in the end, we only managed to get a short 3-second clip of her walking.

The whole experience of trying to film her felt pretty surreal… It was almost like trying to capture a UFO sighting and in the end only succeeding in filming a blur spot in the night skies…

But she walked!!





Woman, Thy Name is Paradox

27 03 2007

Call it self delusion, call it guilt. Or maybe it is just the paradoxical nature of women?

Saw these two women this afternoon having vegetable salad and orange juice for lunch. But what seemed like an extremely healthy meal turned out otherwise when I saw this HUGE place of FRIED CHICKEN WINGS! There was at least 8-10 wings on that plate I swear!

Did they really think that they can make up for the negative effects of the chicken wings just by having salad and juice? Or were they simply bluffing themselves to make them feel better?





Tagged as “Weird”

22 03 2007

This will be a post I would take forever to write… I’ve just been tagged by dragonfly to write 6 weird things about myself. Now this going to be hard… Let me think!

#1 When it comes to being meticulous, I am at both extremes. I can be super thorough at some things and totally bo-chap in others. People who know me as meticulous would never believe the mess at my table can be mine!

#2 I can get obsessed with cleanliness. Not all the time (wifey would wish for that!) but I can – when I feel like it. Like I can be taking a bath and then suddenly decide that the bathroom is too dirty for comfort and spend the next one hour scrubbing the tile grouts, shower screen, basin, bowl, everything!

#3 I don’t wake up in the middle of the night to visit the bathroom – ever. Wifey is always amazed how I can sleep through the night without having to wake up once to pee.

#4 I love to torment students mentally. Well, at least when I was a teacher in the past. Wifey says I’m evil for doing this, but my motto then: Never let them know your real feelings and intentions! Behave angry when you’re not, and act nice and friendly when they piss you off, then suddenly turn around and bite off their heads! Growl!

#5 I cook, sew, paint nails (not mine) and do housework, but also fix computers, leaking taps, get addicted to computer games and love violent war movies! Now, before you think I’m confused about my sexual orientation, I’m not.

#6 I do stupid things that can get myself killed sometimes. Like the time I used a twig to make a hole in the mud before poking an ignited thunderflash into it. The best part? I quickly stepped over the hole with my heel after deciding that I didn’t want to get splattered with mud when it explodes. It took me five minutes to recover from the blast before I could move again. Must have been the closest experience you can have to stepping on a landmine without losing your legs!

Alright! Done!

Now to tag 6 more people… Not much of a choice actually… Fresh Beginnings, James, Jing, Little Lamb, Ah Del Tan and Sparklette?





Tired, Hungry, Down and Blogging

19 03 2007

It’s 9:30PM now and I know I should get going, to go back to wife, baby, dinner and some rest, but I’d just leave some leaving thoughts.

It’s a bad start to a long week. Press conference on Wednesday, event launch on Saturday, and then the event proper for the 9 days thereafter. In between, it’s preparing for these events, arranging and meeting with the media for interviews and making sure they all happen. And it all didn’t begin too well.

Got “buah” early this morning. Then got “buah” again at noon. The 2pm meeting with client was a long and tiring affair, not because it was boring or going nowhere, but because every minute meant more work, more things to follow up, more things to do… I felt like just walking out of the meeting and going home to sleep!

But that should not be. In the process, I recognize that I am being moulded to be a better worker, to take stress and the generous servings of “butter” once in a while.

My only wish is that I learn and not make the same mistakes again and again. My wish is also that all these will end soon. Indeed, when the event draws to a close, my office will be shifting to a shophouse down the road, and it will be payday!

I hate to admit it, but I’m living my life looking forward to the next paycheck right now. It doesn’t help that finances are running low already!

And I believe all will be well by then. At least I’ll get some time to BREATHE and hopefully take a day or two off to recover from the trauma. Well, I think the office move will be a good interlude to this whole madness. At least I can shift my focus to other more enjoyable things, like decorating my new workspace at the new office!





Les Miserable = Less Miserable?

15 03 2007

Perhaps it’s the Les Miserables soundtrack I’ve been listening to on my MP3 player these days, but I’ve been feeling rather melancholic recently. Last night was a good example. Something like that would never have happened if I had been in higher spirits.

And yes, the low spirits have been getting to me. Just yesterday, I only realised I forgot to wear my watch out when I was already at the bus stop. Believe it or not, this is the FIRST time something like that has ever happened. This morning, while making that extra effort to remember my watch, I forgot my coin pouch!

Forgive me for being anal, but even the smallest things put me off now. Like my pen running dry in the middle of BS class last night. Like the bus taking forever to come. Like not finding a seat on the train in the morning. Like feeling put off by the smallest things.

Of course it doesn’t help that I feel sidelined these days. Yes, it’s a transitional period, but surely I can do more than just attend? Oh, you can help build the atmosphere… It’s still important you know? I know, and maybe I’ve just been over-anxious to get into the thick of things and need to learn more patience?

Maybe it’s a guy thing, but I don’t feel particularly welcomed there. No, the members are fine… but I do feel like an intruder at times, like a man at his friend’s family dinner.

Is there something you want me to learn, Lord?





Turning Tables

14 03 2007

The pace of work is steadily quickening as we inch closer to the launch of my project at the end of this month, and every day is getting more and more tiring, both mentally and physically.

Of course, part of the reason is because I hurt my back during basketball over the weekend, which did nothing to help me get past each day any easier.

Anyway, I went for my bible study class after work today and had to skip dinner because there was simply no time. Straight after the lesson ended, I rushed down to Borders to help my wife find some books she needed for her course.

And you thought the public libraries were bad! After 15 minutes of back-breaking rummaging through the messy, low shelves, I gave up and approached the counter staff for help in finding those two elusive titles. She directed me back to the same shelves where I tried in vain for another 15 minutes before I had to ask for help again.

An hour had passed by the time the bookstore staff’s assistance ended in futility as well. By then I was tired, starving and my back hurting badly from the bending, squatting and crawling at the shelves. Still, no book. Not even one.

Naturally, I wasn’t in the best of moods. Yet at the back of my mind, at least I know my wife would be appreciative of the effort. And really, all I wanted was a simple “thank you” for the effort, some appreciation for trying. Nothing more, nothing less.

It never came.

Instead, I was left wondering on my long journey home if I should have even bothered at all. The feeling was like you cleaned up the whole house when you were young, and all your mother could say was why you used up so much soap and detergent.

I felt stupid. I felt I had wasted my time. And truth be told, I felt taken for granted.

Would it have been better if I had just gone straight home after class? It’s hard when you get faulted for not trying, and made to feel silly when you do.

Maybe I was just plain stubborn to insist that I get to hear “thank you” instead of everything else. And yes, it’s stupid of me to expect she would know what I was hoping to hear without me saying, and get upset when she doesn’t.

Besides, wasn’t I always the one complaining that guys are not psychics, that they can’t read people’s minds and telling them what you expect of them is very much appreciated?

Tables are turned this time, and what an irony it all is.





Stupidity

12 03 2007

I tried renewing my “membership” at the Bukit Batok Driving Centre this afternoon and got a rude shock! It’s has been a long time since I last went for driving lessons… September 2005, to be exact. When I asked how much I have to pay to renew the membership, the staff wrote this on the back of my receipt:

“Overdue = $10.50
6 mth = $5.25
6 mth = $5.25
6 mth = $5.25
6 mth = $5.25”

It seemed that I have to pay $5.25 for EVERY 6-month block since 2005 in order to have current membership. That means in order for me to continue driving lessons with them, I have to pay a total of $31.50!!

The stupidest thing was, I can’t just terminate my membership and then re-enrol again as a new student.

When queried, the staff said as a matter-of-factly, “Oh, you can try signing up at other driving centres. That will only cost $10.50.”

I just thought this whole affair is absurd. What if I had signed up with them and then gone overseas to study for a few years before I could finish the driving course? Wouldn’t I have to pay hundreds of dollars just to continue driving lessons when I come back from my studies?





Ball-less Rocky

11 03 2007

After slugging it out at the courts, the few of us old men (and women) have triumphed on the basketball court. It was very much against all odds, especially when you consider the age of our opponents and the boundless energy they ALL seem to have.

Needless to say, it was clear why we called ourselves “Rocky”, in memory of the show Rocky Balboa, who came back from retirement (and old age) for a match of honour with the younger reigning boxing champion. And boy, did we have a ball of a time!

It was truly amazing, because we won every single match, and for our sweat and hard work, we won a $80 voucher at Vil’lage!

Why ball-less then? I left my basketball in the changing room after the match and didn’t realise it until much later at night! Almost as if to add insult to injury, I ended up with a severe back pain! It was so bad I could hardly walk properly and can’t sit down for long! In the end I decided I should take the next day off work, just to recuperate.

When I told my boss I strained my back and couldn’t make it to work, her sms reply was “U obviously think u r still 20! Ha. Sigh. Take care.”

Guess she’s right in thinking I’m crazy… I am from Rocky, after all!





Going Well

9 03 2007

Did my first presentation today and it was to the president and top management of the Singapore Cruise Centre.

Thank God, everything went well and everyone was happy.

It’s amazing how easy things go when you’re able to “arh” with your clients. Of course it helps when you can “bond” with the old aunties and uncles that make up most of such people in that level of management.

Also, I attended my first meeting with my new cell group last night and it was pretty fun actually. I had a good time getting to know everyone (from scratch, almost) and was quite comfortable with the bunch of them.

They’re a quite interesting group actually… we have an accountant, an engineer, a conference tele-sales marketer, an interior designers and even a manicurist!





I’m a Prostitute!

8 03 2007

My colleague sent this hilarious email to everyone in the office this morning:

The truth about working in PR

1. You work weird hours (long, long nights, weekends, public holidays)…
Just like prostitutes.

2. They pay you to make the client happy…
Just like a prostitute.

3. The client pays a lot of money, but your employer keeps almost every penny…
Just like a prostitute.

4. You are rewarded for fulfilling the client’s dreams…
Just like a prostitute.

5. Your friendships fall apart and you end up hanging out with people in the same profession as you…
Just like a prostitute.

6. When you have to meet the client you always have to be perfectly groomed…
Just like a prostitute.

7. But when you go back home it seems like you are coming back from hell…
Just like a prostitute.

8. The client always wants to pay less but expects incredible things from you…
Just like a prostitute.

9. When people ask you about your job, you have difficulties explaining it…
Just like a prostitute.

10. Everyday when you wake up, you say: “I’m not going to spend the rest of my life doing this.”
Just like a prostitute.

Well, the fact is that we do service our clients, and there’s this written on the office notice board:

delighting-clients.jpg

Just today, I spent an ENTIRE morning talking to 2 clients, just to assure them that we are still very much in love with them…

And if you have heard all that bantering and coaxing that was going on, you would really think that I sounded like a prostitute!