Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Precious Little Things


I love receiving the National Geographic magazine in my mailbox every month.

Ok, maybe with the exception of last month when many pages were covered with the most spine-tingling creepy crawlies. Hehe ... not literally. It's just a feature on the rarest worms of Hawaii. But me being the chicken chicken (well, the normal chicken would have leapt in joy at the sight of her staple wriggly squishy protein-rich diet :), I have not flipped the magazine since I accidentally stumbled upon those ... ugh.

This month's issue, though, is the GREATEST. As though they know it's my birthday month so I deserve a special treat (well, especially now that I have many dull weeknights to endure since the last episode of ... ok, I'll stop obsessing with the E -word :)



I literally leapt in joy at the sight of a herd of magnificent African elephants on the cover (my sis thought i was gila (mad) but didn't I just have a wanderlust moment last week looking at those pictures on a certain traveller's website? Plus, just yesterday, ST reported the rescue of an abandoned baby elephant from a theme park. It's now residing at the Malacca Zoo and is seeking sponsors for its maintenance at the cost of RM1,500 a month. I wonder how I can contribute ... ). Then as I read the smaller prints, there's also a feature on Orlando, the Disney World city and where NSYNC was founded. I miss it - it's been more than 5 years since I was there - so lucky me, it's a double whammy for me on NatGeo this month!!

Earlier today, after withdrawing some cash from the OCBC ATM, I received my first birthday greeting. For once, the personalised message, which had always been about selling one financial product or another, put a smile on my weary face.

It's little things like these that make my day. v(^.^)v

Monday, March 05, 2007

red.dot



Heavenly ones. Painful ones. I had them both this past weekend.

Saturday afternoon, I spent a good 2 hours at the Red Dot Museum. I'm talking about a particular spot across from the Pacific Coffee Company. It's the first weekend of March, hence the 'flea market' was on. Not many stalls though, and although there were some attention-grabbing creations (mostly stuffed toys but that's really just me going for anything cute :), others were quite unimpressive. The Red Dot Design exhibition was not great either. Plus the price tags were pretty hefty too. By my standard, anyway, even for limited edition handmade pieces.

Ok, I'm very giam alright ... I have better ways of spending my dollars and more sense than cents to spare, so there. Especially now that I am reading The Famished Road, a beautifully worded and thought provoking novel by Ben Okri about the miserable lives of post-colonial Nigerian society seen through the eyes of an akibu (spirit child) called Azaro. Ultimately, it is about human strength and survival but into the fabric of Azaro's detailed narration is infused African mythology, customs and traditions, heightening my fascination with the continent. I must visit it soon! (I was researching for a project when I came across a website that documented a traveler's journeys to the great wilderness. His pictures of African and Asian elephants were AWE-INSPIRING! -- absolutely my favourite-est animals!)

In a way, the Red Dot Museum (which I've nicknamed The Oasis since my first visit there as it is a basin of tranquility lodged in chaotic CBD) amplified the magic realism of The Famished Road. Even the grafitti on the wall (though a little too 'organised') seemed to draw me into the mystical realm that straddled the platforms of life and death.

In the solitude of the Red Dot compund, I found this paragraph from The Famished Road especially inspiring -

In the middle of the clearing, a solitary wooden pole had been stuck into the earth. The pole had burst into flower. Little buds had grown out along its length and some of the buds had opened into the beginnings of branches. Dad said:

"This is what you must be like. Grow wherever life puts you down."

Xiaoming, Chevy, Elaine and I had an awesome time at Chongqing Huoguo. The steamboat soup came in 2 flavours which we got to choose from a menu. It was Chevy's first time having steamboat and she's gonna bring her family there when they visit at the end of this month.

Since XM definitely cannot take spicy food and Chevy can only take not too spicy ones, we had a portion of chicken soup and a portion of tom yum soup. The latter was the shiok-est thing ever! But only for the first round when it was so super spicy it made my nose run ... hehe. But after several rounds of soup top-up, it was no different from the chicken soup.

Yesterday, my sisters craved for soup from The Soup Spoon at Raffles City. This is another new addictive discovery that we have recently. The soup's awesome and comes in huge portion so we could drink to our heart's content. When upsized, we get a drink, a sandwich/wrap and a little chocolate bar. Yummy!

After downing the hefty meal, we decided to head for the Happy Place (Carrefour) for some cupboard/shelves shopping as we just 'unearthed' some paraphernalia that we had no idea where to place. That's where I got my second red.dot. I swear I didn't even touch the bloody cupboard, but I guess perhaps someone had brushed against it and the loose glass front crashed down on my foot!

There was no pain. I didn't think I was hurt until I looked down. There was a nasty gash. Funny it wasn't bleeding until some seconds later when blood started oozing out that I realised it was actually kinda deep. I started to panic. I worried about glass shards trapped in the wound. Luckily, Hui Ling had tissue to suppress the bleeding, and plaster to cover the wound as we headed for the doctor's.

It was only later last night that some form of soreness and tingling pain set in, perhaps due to an accumulation of acid there? Not sure. Anyway, the doc said he doubted there's any debris in the wound but asked me to observe and see if it starts to show any symptoms of inflammation or infection over the next few days. Hope that won't happen!

So today, I'm blissfully on MC. Photoshopped my pictures and patiently waiting for the last episode of Happily Ever After. Ok, sure I've watched it on mobtv, but still nothing beats seeing Elvin on tv. Sigh, after tonight, it's gonna be many boring nights till June! Hmm... then again, it's good that I'll be able to resume my nightlife - haven't been to the movies and anywhere else in ages! Time to stop obsessing about Elvin and start on more serious subjects - hmmm ... like what to eat tomorrow?

Au revoir for now!

Monday, February 26, 2007

Happily Itching


: A great way to spend a wet afternoon ... hmmm .... only with some 50 other girls! Haha ...

It rained and it rained and it rained for at least 2 hours yesterday. We, of Elvinology, the fan club as certified by Elvin himself :), gathered at this beautiful house at Yio Chu Kang. The hosts, though I'm not quite sure how they came about to host this lovely event, were very gracious. Thank you to Jean and family!

We waited and we waited and we waited since 3 pm. Elvin turned up only at around 5. Soaking wet. Not from the rain but the poor guy was perspiring profusely. I wondered if he parked some serious distance away from the house, or was dropped off at some inconvenient location, that he had to jog up the winding lanes of this posh neighbourhood to keep our date. Aww ... Elvin, your tardiness is forgiven! In fact, it's forgiven the moment his sunshine smile dried up the rain (well, not literally but still ...) as he came up the walkway with a bag of crunchy (yes!) nougats.

We, Elves, had a great time yesterday. Definitely my best CNY in years.

And as I rolled these memories over, I realised that this star-chasing craze is some sort of a 7-year itch! Haha ...

FLASHBACK to 1999, I went ballistic with pop stars. A trip to the airport to welcome Jordan Knight (former New Kids On The Block), then chased all the way to some club at Scotts Road (the name of which I have duly forgotten) for his mini concert (which I had to scheme a little to get into since I didn't have the 'rightful' ticket :). Then, there was the BBMak mini performance outside Carrefour and their in-store signing at Tower Records. And ... (to my horror now but it was absolutely exciting then) Westlife's very first performance at the Rock Auditorium courtesy of LIME Magazine, the tickets to which I had to queue an hour for!! I think I began to dig NSYNC this year too (which I would continue to obsess over, over the next few years, culminating with a trip to El Paso, Texas to see them in concert and I have not given up on JC Chasez yet!).

That's madness. That's also madness that came after a lull of some 7 years or so since Step By Step, the final hit album of New Kids On The Block, my first star idols!

NOW in 2007 (actually it began in July 2006), I am miraculously head over heels over Asian stars. Mind you, I only had eyes for those gorgeous Western hunks! Maybe I've finally found my roots after a good beat round the bush. Maybe, as people get older, they seek to re-connect with who they were born into, who they really are. Or maybe, it's simply just that these days, the western world of music is infested with pointless, eyesore brawn, blond and bling.

Elvin wears his bling really well though. I'm not putting up any pictures because the gathering was at a private residence and I think it is only right the privacy of the kind hosts is preserved. As for details of the gathering, they are all recorded in that little diary of mine, whose magic finally came alive yesterday (~_~)

Monday, February 19, 2007

Moving On d(~(oo)~)b


The start of the third day of Chinese New Year. As usual, the past 2 days of CNY were quite a bore. Much snoozing and little else :) Okie, so yesterday it rained quite heavily around midnight but we went out for some midnight snack at the 24-hour McDonald's at the Pahlawan Mall. It was crowded, mostly with kids, and I couldn't help being envious of this new-found nightlife in Melaka that was so non-existent when I was still in school. And then, Hui Ling killed some wriggly thing that somehow managed to get into the bedroom I was in upstairs (it has a toilet, maybe that's why and how it managed to wriggle itself there) I missed the commotion because I was groggy with sleep albeit having slept for most of the day (the rest of it spent reading Harry Potter and fantasizing :) :)

Not to say that the chance to catch up on the much needed sleep isn't desirable at all but geez, the days seem wasted. Today we accomplished a little bit more. By right, we should be off visiting relatives but since dunno when, the visiting has been moved from the second day to the third, so that's what we will be doing later today. But anyway, I got to dress up (which I totally missed although it was the first day yesterday, I juz didn't have the mood to put on any new clothes cuz we weren't getting out of the house), went shopping at Tesco, went to Shek Jia Yan to offer prayers to grandma with Angela who went to pray to her dad who passed away juz recently, and Raymond brought yee sang and we had a round of lo hei. It was the fun-nest thing in 2 days (hmm, though I didn't verbally express my deepest desires when lo hei-ing... hope it's heard nevertheless!) but still, I wish it was back to Friday, when we were all too eager to catch the bus home, go last minute shopping for clothes and new year goodies or necessities...

Oh well, gotta move on yeah... Thankfully, the channel 8 interruption has also moved on and I managed to catch 'fan jian xin xian ren' tonight! Poor Tianying got his emotional line damaged but with an outpouring of love from Tianqin and a little help from the Jade Emperor, it seems to be fixed again. For sure, so has my broken spirit of missing 2 of the supposedly best episodes! Hmmm ... so mobtv, here i come!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

猪您新年快乐!!!

d(~.~)b

As as long as I get to see Cowherd everyday. Missed him again yesterday - episode 9. Broke my heart. Thought he'd continue to be elusive for this entire time I'm home in Malacca (one whole week - unbearable!!), but oh wow, things went from the worst to the best today.

Reception was really good tonight. Though his screen appearance was for such a limited time, but enuf to satiate this hungry pining... hehe. Cut that out, I'm not actually desperate okie... but his zodiac sign being my lucky star this year, I'm counting my blessings on him ... (with him?) ... dream on (^o^)

Oh and he posted a new year message on the 15th actually which I completely missed, which would have made the missing of ep 8 so much less excruciatingly painful. Can tell a lot's on his mind about where he's headed. Like echoing my own mind. So I guess, our mental strength can help us achieve what we don't think we're capable of. Maybe I should be proving my worth rather than trying to weasel out of knotty situations, projects.

Friday, February 16, 2007

m@@d: sad


I missed Cowherd today. Episode 8. Yup, I heard it's a great episode! Argh, damn work. But oh well, I'm looking forward to a good long holiday... hope the survey that I had to miss Cowherd to work on (and in the process, being quite mean to poor Grace) works well. Sigh ...

I miss Cowherd <(-.-)>

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

爱: l<3ve is ...


Elvin ... thanks for helping me recall my youthful obsession.

Yes, Cowherd did. Oh, actually it was the Weaving Girl who threw the question at Cowherd, setting him into a mad frenzy of finding the meaning of love within the stipulated time so that he could remain in the race for the Weaving Girl's heart.

Hmm... what am I talking about? The romance of Cowherd and the Weaving Girl is legendary and everyone knows just how in love they are. What I am driving at is the Channel 8 drama, Happily Ever After, which puts this romance in modern times with a whole slew of twisted comedic moments. Do check it out, if you haven't - weekdays 9 PM v(^o^)v

It's my 31st V-Day, and the breakdown of this excruciatingly exciting day ... ha ha:
8 hours of work
3 mandarin oranges
2.5 pieces of bak kwa
1 bowl of instant duck porridge
1 hour of Elvin Ng (and happiness :)
1 spur of the moment recall of what Love Is ...

Love Is ... Daddy religiously cutting out the comic strip everyday and safekeeping them for me when I wasn't home. I didn't ask him to. I guess he must have noticed my obsession with the strip and continued to add to my collection even after I left for Singapore to study, so that Love Is ... intact. Thank you Daddy, I love you.

Happy Valentine's Day, y'all!

Monday, February 12, 2007

Shine!

Channel 8's campus drama "Let It Shine" ended its run today. While it hasn't got the most incredible script, it has been great fun coming home every week-ning to relive my school days through the experiences of the student-and-teacher cast of the drama. Great job Felicia! She's now my favourite Mediacorp female artiste (if I decide to have one, that is :)

The passing of Xinyu, and her determination to fulfill her dream to take part in the songwriting competition which she eventually won, sent me thinking.

If I had just one more week to live, what is the one dream that I can accomplish before I pass into the nether world?

Choy, choy ... too much fantasy on TV and off.

On TV: Elvin Ng on "Happily Ever After" as Cowherd is the only reason I am refusing and shall refuse till ... ermm ... maybe well around my birthday, to budge from the prime position in front of our dear TEAC TV set come 9pm every weeknight. No compromise ok ...

And ooh, for my own enjoyment more than anybody else's, a collage of Elvin's appearance at Compasspoint on 4 Feb on a Mediacorp CNY roadshow cum promotion tour for "Happily Ever After" below. It was the first time I saw Elvin in the flesh and truth betold, all the speculation of just how gorgeous he was, WAS TRUE.

Off TV: Elledragon finally materialises in the form of a well, dragon, a sweet she-dragon (as I would have her :) that I laid eyes on and picked up without any second thoughts last week (3 Feb) from Taka.

Oh, and finally, all my poor toys who have been cooped up in the giant Disney plastic bag for the past year or so, are out on the shelf! And I gave dearest Sammy a good wash yesterday, he's shining white (well, almost) like he should.

Hmm ... all these shining moments have more than made up for the lacklustre mood at work. Elaine and I have been talking about moving on for a while. Difference is, she's having a couple of chances to do so and me ... sigh. Guess I have too specific an aim to be a writer, especially with Mediacorp, that every round of JobsDB scanning has been futile thus far. Not that the current work is so bad but I have yet to live my dream of being a writer - an entertainment writer. So I shall not concede defeat yet.

I will always remember that David Ogilvy only began his journey to become the great ad-man that he was when he was 38.

ALRIGHTY! New year is here, and with the Year of the Pig, dragons are promised great fortune (including in the arena of <3 )

~ HAPPY THOTS HAPPY THOTS ~ 猪您新年快乐 ~

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

525,600


I've been wanting the RENT soundtrack ... got it, finally!

525,600 minutes (how do you measure a year)

As I wrap up the 10th day into the new year, and chilling to RENT in the comfort of ma chambre, I wonder - how have the years in the new millenium measured up?

2000: FLIGHT
Year I took flight for the first time. Yup, my first flight into the adult working world, first flight on a rewarding journey in the media industry and first AIRPLANE travel to destination Bangkok! A short one, but good enough for the maiden flight of someone whose furthest destination, up to that point, was Singapore. First time I ever owned an international passport, and first time I lost a passport too (keeping my fingers crossed, it will be the last!). A great start to great travel tales in the years to come!

2001: DISCOVERY
My second flight was to Europe in Feb, 2 months after my maiden flight. I was lucky! And of course, being the waghalsig that I was (though I had yet to discover the meaning of the word despite being in Germany), I didn't think it too difficult to travel solo. After scouring the Alps with Allen and Chit and the faithful Opel, I packed my bags in August for the U.S.A. to fulfill my American Dream - to attend a NSYNC concert! The concert brought me to US-Mexico bordertown El Paso, Texas. The bigger American Dream got me round to Orlando, Florida - and the Walt Disney World. Boston spellbound me with its old-town charm; New York City was a last minute addition because I wouldn't have been to the U.S. of A without a trip to the Big Apple, the City that doesn't sleep, would I?

That day - Sep 11, 2001, I saw the great city brought to its knees, me to my tears. I witnessed senseless revenge, I saw millions pull their spirits up and generosity flow. I saw the most amazing sight of selflessness in a time of great adversity, a glimmer of hope in humankind, especially those who have long been labeled selfish individuals hot on the heels of material pursuit in the sinful labyrinths of megalopolises. I discovered people.

2002: CONQUER
A friend and I spent a lovely May morning on the highest peak of Southeast Asia - the Kinabalu. I brought home some Australian abalone on a trip to the Gold Coast, something for Grandma, a rare delicacy that she hardly ever tasted, if she ever did...

2003: LOSS
The saddest year of my life. As I watched Adrien Brody collect his Oscar for The Pianist, I received a phone call that informed me of Grandma's fall. I knew that was it. Hardly any elderly could survive a fall, even one as tough as Grandma. She passed away on Aug 12, 1.30pm. If I had one regret, it was not going home to see her over the National Day weekend because we didn't want to brave the "long-weekend crowd". I think I'm still in a state of denial. I haven't been too eager to go home these days; I'd rather my parents come visit more often. I'm losing ties with my birthplace.

2004: AWAKENING
The year I got my priorities right. I quit my super-tedious, time-eater job. Went home, learned to drive, spent time with my family, wrote, dabbled with graphic and multimedia design, traveled. Simply doing things at my own pace, in my own interest. Things that used to rank far down the to-do list when work was king. I guess this year the commoners rule!

2005: ANXIETY
I crept into the material world again. Slowly. But at a quicker pace, my savings were seeping away. I needed a regular source of income; freelancing was cool but terribly unstable. Yet, finding the one satisfying job proved to be a real challenge.

2006: RETURN
Return to full-time work. April. This time, with a design consultancy. Product design was an entirely new area, but Trends was not. It was close to heart. The travels that came with the job were too. Except I was expecting more editorial-based responsibilities, but as the year rounded out with much restructuring of the department and individual roles, it seemed I was being nudged into my old role of producing.

2007: UNCERTAINTY
The year kicks off with butterflies in the stomach of various breeds. Professional, relationships, dreams, life. 11th day into it, I'm curious how the next 511,200 minutes will measure up.

{Exciting!}

Sunday, December 31, 2006

10,889


As the year draws to a close
Let me see
If I've lived a worthy life.

10,889 days have passed
Since the day I popped
From the amnionic depths.

What have I accomplished
I hope it's a long list
That this page will not fill
What have I missed
I'd rather not dwell on
As new resolutions swell.

People say
A lifetime is short
But not until I count it for you.

If you lived to 90,
It will only be but 30,000 days
Few centenarians
Can survive 40,000 days.

In this age of giga-anything
Mere thousands are nothing
But life holds a deeper meaning
Live it well
Our 30-thousand days on earth
Can mean many a great thing.

HAPPY NEW YEAR !


Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Of Meeting and Missing

10 years. I've been a regular at the interstate bus interchange in Melaka for 10 friggin years - from when it was only a little corner by the Melaka River to its current residence at the bustling Melaka Sentral, specially built for this purpose as travel demands continue to be on the rise. Orang Melaka are venturing to other states for a myriad purposes - further education, better jobs, holidays, to visit loved ones. In the same spirit, Sentral welcomes "foreigners" both from within Malaysia and abroad as Melaka, I'm proud to say, continues to be a favourite tourist destination in Malaysia. One really hasn't seen Malaysia until he's been to Melaka.

Yet, yesterday, as I sat in the JB-bound coach and watched families kiss goodbye and a couple hug, I was suddenly overcome by emotions. It could be the fact that it's Christmas - Why can't we stay and spend more time with our families?! Such is life these days, economic strength sustains life, sustains family. We have to be apart now so we can be together in a better economic climate, in future. F**k the future. If you have to be with someone dear, do it now. If you have to say something important to someone significant, do it now.

NOW. NOW. NOW.
NO Wait.

{Or it's the little verse that caught my eye on Christmas morning, in the papers - "In our giving, Jesus lives. In our living, Jesus gives." I am by no means a Christian, but I think it's wonderful how the spirit of Christmas can be so clearly explained in 10 mortal words. Yet, people were incredulous that a local supermarket pledged 1000 free turkeys in celebration of the birth of Christ on Christmas Eve, to be redeemed with absolutely no conditions attached.}

I am digressing. Always digressing.

I want to reflect upon the importance of interchanges.

The bus interchange - the importance of its mundane existence. The place where tears of joy and sadness are shed. Where people meet and miss. Where old friendships are rekindled or undone, and new bonds forged. Hundreds of people, hundreds of stories take place there each day. If only we could see speech bubbles floating above their heads ...

Same as the little bus stop in front of your flat. It has been the quiet confidant of many a tale.

The train station that we take for granted. That we get into as quickly as we get out of. Pause for a moment and look around at the exchanges that take place. The characters of life dramas unfolding on the busy platforms. Do not risk being caught between the closing train doors. Step back, sit back and enjoy the live play. Oh, and it's free.

Or MSN Messenger. Much emotion, secrets ... if you can think it, it has been quietly exchanged on MSN before. I am immensely thankful for the creation of the MSN Messenger. For keeping me in touch, and building special friendships which were forged but would have been short-lived had it not been for the MSN Messenger.

Sometimes, the most inconspicuous can be the most tell-tale, only they won't say it. Or cannot say it. I would like to know them as the unsung heroes - not truest to the meaning of the word, but that's what they are.

Saturday, December 16, 2006

Living Mind, Travelling Thoughts

I've been a Couchsurfing member for exactly ONE year today. Hurrah!! But I've yet to have any CS experiences yet... but am definitely looking forward to some. Hopefully in the upcoming year.

Counting down... 15 days to 2007

Time used to fly, but now it seems to just zip past. This song sounds like something time would sing -

Once I was traveling across the sky
This lovely planet caught my eye
And being curious I flew close by
And now I'm caught here
Until I die
Until we die

It's a blessing we have time on earth but we won't be having it forever... So seize time while it's still here. Fear not, carpe diem!

"Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the ones that you did. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from safe harbour. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover." - Mark Twain

"When I was about twenty-one, I went broke for the first time. I slept on chair cushions in my 'studio' in Kansas City and I ate cold beans out of a can. But I took another look at my dreams and set out for Hollywood. Foolish? Not to a youngster. An older person might have too much 'common sense' to do it. Sometimes I wonder if 'common sense' isn't another way of saying 'fear'. And 'fear' often spells failure." - Walt Disney, Animator, Dreamer, Father

Yet I fear for our planet. I fear for all the species the human beings, beings of the "higher order", are tasked to protect, but are unwittingly destroying in our pursuit of dreams. Dreams of "advancement" for the human race. For convenience. But do we all realise the inconvenient truth of this convenience we are seeking - the inconvenience of convenience.

I saw Happy Feet last Monday. Posters and trailers show a bunch of bubbly, cuddly penguins. Another cutesy animation? Happy Feet begs to differ. There is a message about human interference, pollution and the destruction of natural habitats in Antartica. It does not address global warming. The picture above does. Like Happy Feet, this is "art" with a message, up for each individual's interpretation. I see penguins melting in the rising temperature, trying to shelter from the heat with little umbrellas. It gets too hot, they are burned, the parapluies fall, the penguins die. Their blood is melded with snow, hence the pink patches on a surface of white.

How much of white ice still covers the poles? As seen in Al Gore's disturbing An Inconvenient Truth, polar bears are beginning to drown because they have to swim farther afield to find a piece of solid ice on which they can rest. Imagine this - polar bears swimming with their little cubs, find a piece of ice, climb on it, it breaks because it has become so thin due to global warming that it can no longer hold the weight of its resident bears, the family has to swim again to find another slab that breaks again... until they become so tired, their feet won't peddle anymore and they sink. This has NEVER happened before. This is the bloody truth, inconvenient or not.

What do you see? The irony is, viewpoints on environmentalism are as varied as opinions on works of art. The same issue, different opinions, each motivated by selfish agendas.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

A Week of Feasts...

This has been a week of great cuisine and good wine, though I had few drops of the latter.

<Tue> Dinner with boss and the team at swanky Mezza9 at The Hyatt. Between XM, EC, WE and myself, we downed between $300 - 400 worth of appetisers, main course and dessert. A special mention to the delicious desserts! Strawberries and chocolate fondue... and the Mezza9 extravanganza which is a combo of crepes, alcohol-drenched pudding-like concoction and more! ... so exotic that I don't even know the proper name for them!

The meats were fabulous - tender, fresh, sweet. The seafood platter was awesome too though the lobster proved a tad bit challenging... most afraid our clumsy fingers would cause the flesh to fly onto some unexpectant diner's plate, or worse, face. Fortunately, the dinner ended blissfully, accident-free :)

<Thu>The company's D&D!! The feast began with a Movenpick ice-cream. I got a refreshing lemon and lime sorbet... yummy! The owner of the unit adjacent to Movenpick was rather rude to us, chasing us away for taking up his outlet space when we didn't buy anything from him (think he's just envious of his neighbour which got several hundred dollars worth of business from us that sizzling afternoon!)

Our games began with the Photo Hunt. Equipped with 6 modified photos, the teams were supposed to take a shot of the objects in the photos with their SE mobile, and then SPOT THE DIFFERENCE. That was one rather challenging game! Game #2 was pure brawn - dog & bone. The competitive guys would just pile up on each other fighting over the object (water bottle) that would earn them points to win the game. Third game was blow the balloon, which later, each team had to attack and burst as many of their competiton's balloons. The team with the most balloons left would be the winner.

Just as we completed the games, the rain came. It was gone in about 15 minutes, allowing us to venture out for showers before the BBQ dinner began. I'm not a big fan of BBQ, but if it's all done for me and all I had to do was eat, why not! That's exactly what we all did all evening - EAT.

Oh, of course, there was the lucky draw. The prizes this year were great and many - approximately 1 in 2 chance of winning. All the girls - WE, XM, YX and WS - got something from the draw but not EC and me. The top prizes went mostly to the ultra new finance girls... lucky!! Oh well, in a way, EC and I had something to bring home too - EC's team was the dark horse in games, coming in first when they were the most relaxed team. Me, having been part of the organising committee went home with a token of appreciation. So it ain't bad, and we enjoyed ourselves!

<Sat> Jeni's wedding dinner that I almost missed. Came down with a bout of flu yesterday. My sore throat had been developing since Monday, so I guess it just kinda exploded. My nose was blocked and I could barely breathe in the air-conditioned office.

Should have taken MC for the day but didn't think I was very sick, plus I really had to run through the schedule with S and the team. However, by mid-day, I could take it no more so I chose MC instead. Went to see the doctor, and then had a good 3-hour sleep. Felt better by night-time though the nasal cavity was still congested.

Woke up this morning still feeling a little feverish. Went out for coffee, right after which I decided to clean the floor. After a good hour of sweat, I actually felt great! Hmm... it could really be my sedentary lifestyle that is causing the breakdown in health...

I had to return the book that borrowed for the trip to Sydney. Gee, how time flies! It's been almost 3 weeks since Sydney, since the ultra fabulous U2 show. There was already a great number of fans gathered at the concourse of Compasspoint, waiting for the Star Awards nominees to appear. There were supporters of Terence Cao and Chen Hanwei carrying banners... not sure who else would be there. Darn, why wasn't (my favourite Mediacorp star of the moment) Elvin Ng scheduled for Compasspoint instead of Bkt Panjang Plaza? Sighz...

Well anyway, after I was done with the library and my shopping and the clock ticked close to 2, no star had yet appeared. So I went home, popped Disc 3 of KSS into the DVD player and enjoyed my favourite K-drama while mulling over my favourite Chinese brand of the moment (Haier) until I had to leave for Jeni's wedding dinner.

I love wedding dinners. I love to see all the guests arriving in pomp and splendour, and especially the bride and groom, they SHINE. Jeni looked gorgeous! She's already a very attractive woman, but tonight, in the simple yet oh-so-elegant wedding gown, she was brilliant.

During the course of the dinner, I was seized by 2 moments of emotional upheaval. Seeing Jeni's grandma at the bride's table and on-screen during the tea ceremony earlier today, I am reminded of Grandma. She will never be at my wedding. She must have so looked forward to my big day but she had to go before I am able to seal my vows with the right guy. But I know she'll always be there in spirit; at that moment, I missed her so much. I miss you, Grandma...

The second almost-tearing moment was when the song 月亮代表我的心 played. It reminded me of former President Ong who played this song in memory of the First Lady at one of the President Star Charities. It had been her favourite song, and the love he had for her was so great! Everytime I hear this song, I think of them. Alas, or at last, he rests in peace with the love of his life. God bless.

We all had fun. The little printout of our group shot was neat! Although I am not too fond of myself in photographs (I usually take shadows of myself, or my feet, like in this recent Sydney trip, I had plenty of those as the Australian sun shone bright), I think I look ok in this one. Hope PT has some time to sort out her OZ photos and check if Alan had sent over that awesome picture of me looking deliciously leggy in the final rays of the sun setting over Botany Bay.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Sweet Surprise :)

Haha!! Elaine and I got a really sweet surprise today. We're supposed to have our company D&D tomorrow, so the committee had to do a briefing so that everyone's aware of the process, dress code, games, prizes, blah blah...

After the briefing, our Finance Mtook over. We quietly filed out of the room because that was a promotion and increment announcement, and having joined the company relatively recently and missed the evaluation period, we didn't think we were eligible for a fatter paycheck so soon.

Or so we thought.

Until our Finance Manager walked over to our desks and handed the envelopes to us! We were ELATED. ABSOLUTELY ELATED!

It's probably the sixth sense... hmm, and if it's really so, it's friggin' creepy, I'm freaking myself out! But this afternoon, I had the urge to get my hands on the RED iPod. The Aids charity version. Elaine said, "pay for it with your bonus". I laughed. Paying with future money? Not to be made a habit of.

But now, looks like I don't have to. I can pay for it with "present" money. Hehe, quite literally :)

P.S. A funny tagline for New Zealand tourism in a mag - "Come now. If not sooner." Err... what can be sooner than NOW? Present? *still grinning*

Hallyu Camaraderie

This is SOOO funny!

I logged into MSN at half past mid-night, after a long dinner with the boss and the Trends department. Someone buzzed me - it's Harry, from way back. He used to help us with technical issues regarding video production, AV setup and DVD authoring. Gosh, I couldn't imagine why he'd wanted to buzz me, if he still remembered who I was. It turned out that it was his wife, mistaking me for one of her cousins who is a K-drama fan based on the MSN picture of Kim Sam Soon that I had.

We spent several moments chatting, exchanging tips on the latest and best dramas to catch... why everyone is so into Goong, I cannot comprehend. My sister bought the VCD (technically I was the buyer because I paid for it in a moment's folly!) and it's now making its rounds in our circle of friends. Sis watched it, but with the remote control close by. She was forwarding the discs more often than actually sitting through a scene. Myself? I caught some parts, but hmm... let's just say they did not justify my sitting still in front of the tv for a full 5 minutes. See, I am not so immersed in the Hallyu yet - I practise selective viewing. Only Kim Sam Soon works for me, or most shows with Hyun Bin in it, I guess.

Currently, I am tuned in to The Snow Queen, an adaptation of Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale, which some say, is also inspired by the suicide of the youngest daughter of Samsung's chief last year. There is only Chinese subtitles, so it's really testing my skills in comprehending the dialogue and making sense of the story. So far, I'm following it fine. It seems interesting enough to have me want to keep watching, and actually piques me as to how a genius with everything going for him could spin out of control and spiral downwards in life.


Even though the ending is predictively tragic (since the heroine is terminally-ill and the hero seems to have lost his fighting spirit - coincidentally, he is a boxer), it may not necessarily be so. It could turn out to be a story about love, loss and the courage to pick up the broken pieces and put them back together again, to once again realise its true potential. That would be a good twist, for everyone is predicting a tragic ending, as Andersen would have liked it.

Speaking of Andersen, my colleague and I were so goofy, scouring the streets of Copenhagen for the Hans Christian Andersen store that we spotted on the city map when we were there for a presentation in Lund (Sweden) in September. We later found it tucked into a corner on the 4th level of a departmental store, much to our disappointment. We had imagined it to be housed in a grand 16th century cottage-style building made of stones with a roaring fireplace while mobils and clay models adorn the mantelpiece. Alas, what we found was quite a departure from what we had in mind. Nevertheless, we bought a mobil each, just to commemorate that little escapade into the cobble-stoned streets of Copenhagen on our first business trip to Europe :)

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Hallyu ...

... sweep me under you

Who'd have thought ... the least of all - myself, that someday I'd fall victim to the ominously omnipresent Hallyu phenomenon in Asia.

I thought Bae Yong-jun was ugly. I could be bludgeoned by the millions of adoring female fans, I usually kept this comment to myself, or checked my back before offering this offensive (duh!) thought - to make sure there was no female species around, just in case she hailed from the "Yonsama" (as the Japs call him) fanclub.

I adamantly rejected any tour itinerary with the Hallyu theme when we visited Korea in May this year. Okay, we succumbed to a tour of the Dae Jang Geum (Jewel In The Palace) film site by the majority vote of our tour group, which turned out to be a rather delightful experience for cultural appreciation on a trip that tended to flaunt only the material side of modern Korea.

I cringed everytime an acquaintance commented on my resemblance to a Korean. Or Japanese. I get that all the time, much to my amusement. I've learned to live with that now, and honestly, I am sort of relishing the association as I slowly but surely become one of the Hallyu chasers.

3 separate incidents converted me -

1) That frustrating trip to Korea that I couldn't resist bashing, and the rationalising of (highly) possible beauty that we totally missed, and why we should make our own way there in order to fully appreciate the country and its culture.

2) The work assignment on the meteoric rise of Samsung as a brand had me researching far and deep into the Korean people, business, culture and history, and hey, guess what, the Hallyu.

3) Kim Sam Soon - sheesh ... this series got me officially hooked! When I first saw Channel U's trailer of this series, which claimed to be bigger than Dae Jang Geum, I was very much in doubt, but definitely curious. I had it at the back of my mind for a while and even missed the debut episode. The very first time I saw it, it must be episode 2 or 3, when Sam Soon was at the restaurant, in all her chef du jour confidence, introducing herself to her co-workers - "My name is Kim Sam Soon ... I am 30 years old this year" - and instantly, I felt an affinity to her. Ever since then, I followed the series diligently, although the crazy work schedule in August made me miss some episodes - all the more the reason to get the DVD, which I am running the risk of wearing out now ^.^

This is a series of modern Korea with references to its cultural roots, sometimes mocking them, and other cool influences from Europe -

* It is a cultural and societal obligation to obtain parental blessings in marriage. Class issues plague the relationship of Sam Soon and Jin Hun - they receive violent objections from Jin Hun's mother, owner of a luxury hotel chain, who obviously views the relationship from a class-prejudiced perspective. Sam Soon's mother, however, despite having reminded Jin Hun of their differences when they first met, is able to set that aside for the sake of the couple. Jin Hun, by opposing his mother and following his heart to be with Sam Soon, probably characterizes Koreans who are straddling tradition and the freedom to act according to the heart.

* There are several interesting European references that add to the richness of the plot and explains the show's increasing appeal to me -

- Sam Soon is a French patissier, having graduated from Le Cordon Bleu, a top culinary college in France.

- Jin Hun is the owner of a French restaurant, Bon Appetit, which serves only authentic French cuisine. Prior to Sam Soon, the chef was a Frenchman.

- The madeleine (a plump mini cake that is shaped like the kuih bahulu) is credited in a scene, with the mention of Marcel Proust's "À la Recherche du Temps Perdu" (In Search of Lost Time). Proust had described the madeleine as a "plump and sexy cookie", and I couldn't help smiling at the uncanny similarity between the madeleine and Kim Sam Soon. She did not read the book, however, because "it was too hard". Damn right. I have gone and found it at the library - a whopping 6-volume, 1000-odd pages per volume of somewhat autobiographical account of Monsieur Proust's life experiences. Hmm... I might venture into reading it someday, but it's certainly interesting to know of the existence of such a book.

- More book reference comes in the form of Momo - a little-known work of German author Michael Ende, who, to my immense delight, also wrote The Neverending Story! That is one of my all-time favourite - Falkor, the dragon that looks like a dog is right at the top of the list. Momo is a little girl with the ability to listen and relieve people of their problems. When the Men in Grey come to the village and convince people to save time for the future, upon which time will be returned to them with interest, the village people fall under the spell. People have less time for themselves, thanks to their "savings", and they cannot have fun, they no longer have time for their loved ones and the things that they want to do. (Doesn't this sound oh, so reminiscent of ... us, modern folks who are so caught up in mundane material pursuit, that sometimes we forget to have fun, saving it for the future?) But luckily, the villagers have Momo, Professor Hora and the magical turtle Cassiopeia to the rescue. (The moral of the story - live every moment to the fullest! Have some fun - be happy!)

- Toward the end of the show, and what a great ending the show has by the way, there is an adaptation of a quote from Mark Twain.

춤추라, 아무도 바라보고 있지 않은 것처럼

사랑하라, 한번도 상처받지 않은 것처럼

노래하라, 아무도 듣고 있지 않은 것처럼

일하라, 돈이 필요하지 않은 것처럼

살라, 오늘이 마지막 날인 것 처럼

The original quote from Mark Twain:

Dance like nobody's watching

Love like you've never been hurt

Sing like nobody's listening

Live like it's heaven on earth

- The actors and actresses, maybe with the exception of Hyun Bin who plays Jin Hun, are somewhat westernised. There are few Koreans who can converse in English, yet in this show, there are 3 languages being spoken - Korean, English and even French, albeit in just a few scenes. Even Hyun Bin, the archetypal Korean, speaks OK English, probably out of simply memorising the script. Daniel Henney who plays Dr. Kim is American. He is the closet lover of Hee Jin (as in he quietly, undemandingly loves her... quite the fool, if you ask me), played by Jung Ryeo Won who grew up in Australia and therefore, speaks fluent English. Hee Jin is Jin Hun's ex-girlfriend who left him without explanation 3 years ago for the United States to treat some acute gastro problem because she couldn't stand to be the bearer of more bad news after the accident that killed his brother and his wife, and almost crippled him. Kim Sun Ah, who plays Sam Soon, is college-educated in the United States, and can thus, handle the English language well. She even speaks in French when introducing herself to Dr Kim as Sophie, a typical French name. The other scene with French dialogue is when her ex-boyfriend announced their relationship in a Parisien pub when they were still very much in love.

* The realness of the show is the greatest appeal. It is fraught with insecurities, there is no typical "happy ending" although I think it ends great. Sam Soon and Jin Hun are together, although they never receive the blessings of his mother and thus, cannot marry. But as Sam Soon's narrative goes, "to be able to bake the best cakes and love passionately every day, and not to worry about things that are yet to happen" - that is most important. Think about it, how often have we worried ourselves sick, quite unnecessarily?

* The many "lessons", remarks and pointers woven into the luscious fabric of the multi-tiered script take time to uncover. On the surface, it is a very simple drama and that's the beauty of it. I have watched the show a few times, and everytime, I seem to find a new "lesson" or two. Interesting. And oh, everytime I feel blue or bored, I can trust Kim Sam Soon to lift me out of the dumps.

So really, my Hallyu obsession is only with My Lovely Sam Soon. I couldn't really care less for other Korean dramas, they bore me quite easily. Nevertheless, Korean music is now more pleasant to my ears than before. And to my own surprise, I sat through a Korean movie, "Almost Love", during the plane ride from Sydney just this past Tuesday.

Hmmm ... maybe I have been swept under the currents of the Hallyu after all.

v(^o^)v

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Hope

Hope.
Hope.Hope.
Hope.Hope.Hope.
Hope.Hope.Hope.Hope.
Hope.Hope.Hope.Hope.Hope.

If I had only 1 hope a day
That's 365 hopes a year
3,650 hopes a decade
36,500 hope to last me a lifetime

Assuming a century of hopes
Old ones replaced
New ones replacing
Then I would have died
A contented soul
36,500 hopes fulfilled.

Tuesday, July 18, 2006

Couchsurfing 2.0

Yippee! It's back. So there, I'm hopping over right this moment.

Sunday, July 02, 2006

Save Couch Surfing

Somewhere last week, CouchSurfing died. Its demise was a blow to us all, its faithful members who have built a 90,000 strong and rapidly growing online community of travellers, whose vision of world travel is unanimous - to travel to the far ends of Earth and experience a place like the locals do, understand other cultures and people, witness and appreciate the great beauty of diversity.

How better to do that than to surf a couch - stay with a local who has a spare bed, spare couch, or simply some spare moments to share stories of his/her hometown with a fellow traveller from abroad.


I have always liked to be a part of the community I travel to. I believe in embracing foreign lands through its people, not just the sights. Which is why staying in hostels has had such great appeal for me. Meet people, live with people from all walks and talks of life in a truly local setting. Some hostels are set in the best country houses with sprawling lawns or the beach in the backyard. Awesome experience.

So when I discovered CouchSurfing last year, that sense of adventure shot up a few notches. It took my breath away. WOW! What would it be like to go stay for a couple of days with real locals? Somewhat like farmstays minus the commercialism of it. The couch hosts will be real families, real people whose profiles are posted on the site, with whom we could have communicated and made fast friends before we decide to borrow their couches. It is a concept I am keen on trying but alas, now it's gone.

But wait. Casey won't let it go down so easily. The dream he had built CouchSurfing on is too strong. Plus the dreams of close to 90,000 registered Couch surfers. The physical site is now down and will probably be undergoing some really difficult times in the immediate future, but the community is still there. We are just waiting for a rebirth, like a departed phoenix re-emerging from its ashes. http://savecouchsurfing.com/

Friday, April 07, 2006

Surprise

I cannot remember when was the last time I saw Kenny Rogers. Not in photographs anyway, because those are abundant in most KR outlets (which, by the way, serves great macaroni in cheese... my favourite side dish absolutely).

I caught him on American Idol today, leading the country theme in this week's competition. My immediate thought was, I want to be like him when I grow old. He is such a jovial 'old' man, almost like Santa Claus. And boy, can he emote too, through his song, true to his advice to the Idol contestants - every country song tells a story, the listener must be overcome with emotions at the end of each one.

That leads me to wonder why no one attempted Collin Raye's "Love, Me". Is it too safe, boring and lazy like Simon's love life?

No friggin' way.

It is definitely one of the most emotive songs ever. I shed tears the very first time I heard it way, way back in the 90s and it has since been the ultimate love song for me. I would recommend it to anyone in need of some love boost. So far, a few have listened ardently to the words of grampa to gramma as he stood in the hallway of the church.

This week's Idol casualty - the marvellous Mandisa. I am so very pissed at her early exit! This woman can sing anything, and even if she isn't exactly Idol material (let's face it, she ain't no Beyonce and in this business, as Paula often likes to contrast with Elliot's humility, it's all about the surface), she is definitely Top 5 or even Top 3 material. There are a couple others I would like to see disappear from the competition but it sure is not poor Mandisa.

I had a bad day, thank you very much Mr. Powter (Song change please!)