tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188606672011-12-31T22:32:00.822+08:00Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.comBlogger1381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-89166745086026110672009-03-08T22:17:00.001+08:002009-03-08T22:18:28.447+08:00

Wondering about the renewed interest in Twitter, in true Twitter update style.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-23331316766822157342008-12-30T15:39:00.004+08:002008-12-30T16:28:28.643+08:00

The end of the year is here, and I do not feel a thing. No urge to set resolutions for 2009, no nostalgia for the year almost past. Maybe it's age, the all round convenient explanation for every and any thing. Or maybe it's because I don't see the passing of years as milestones. They are not measured in periods of 12 months starting 1 January, ending 31 December. To me, the recent years of 2007

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-24757760371705209822008-12-08T12:04:00.003+08:002008-12-08T12:15:59.505+08:00

I've been addicted to playing Monopoly on Pogo.com, which is great except for the losers who would leave the game when they're on a losing streak. Which is fine because then a computer player takes over the game which continues uninterrupted. But it leaves a bad taste because I think that it says a lot about a person's character.So far, I've come across 2 extreme incidents beyond quitting. Once,

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-47408917266577571722008-11-18T00:36:00.002+08:002008-11-18T00:41:35.133+08:00

Language is a double-edged sword. Well, it's more the proficiency or lack of.I think my heightened level of diplomacy during those years in China were a result of language barrier than any improved sense of tact and political savviness. These days, back in my English language comfort zone, I end up kicking myself for being so vocal about my thoughts, feelings, observations. Not good...Or maybe

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-83245389547477634962008-11-16T18:29:00.002+08:002008-11-16T18:35:03.597+08:00

Today, this insensible woman in her 30s finally took a step forward by putting in place a compulsory savings scheme. More than 10 years after she started slaving away at work. Today, I am finally ready to start being sensible.This is an important day.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-91822820133494245572008-10-25T09:08:00.002+08:002008-10-25T09:16:35.513+08:00

Today, the urge to move hit me again. 3 months. That's how long it takes for me to feel restless again.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-14715072677750505122008-10-19T22:58:00.002+08:002008-10-19T23:08:18.974+08:00

I've been wanting and needing to go shopping for a couple of months now. But with my crazy work schedule? I've given up. Absolutely forsaken all hope of being able to browse, try and buy in-store. Thank goodness there's still online shopping, even if I have to pay $100+ for shipping!

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-52708112091535947512008-10-19T21:33:00.003+08:002008-10-19T21:40:10.709+08:00

Finally. :)Afternoon of tom-yum steamboat, catching up with the girls. And I managed to crack 2 eggs without dropping any bits of the shell into the soup. Well done!

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-19470013057493528142008-10-11T12:18:00.006+08:002008-10-11T13:25:52.234+08:00

It's depressingly funny, in a way. Just as I was thinking that I need to stop being nice and start being more aggressive to get things done, I heard about rumblings in the industry of me being a hard negotiator and slave driver. Rrrrrrrrrrrrright. Seriously?It got me for a day or two. I felt overwhelmingly down, coupled with ridiculous client demands. But I got over it. I talked to a couple of

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-60538053740616082052008-10-05T13:40:00.003+08:002008-10-05T14:22:22.763+08:00

I have a headache. For someone who almost never has headaches, it is my second rather major one in the 2.5 months at this new job. The first was client induced (I think!) and this second is staff induced (I think!). I need to stare at the sky and psych myself up to mentally reduce the problems to bit-sized manageable ones. As one of my bosses shared, when we put our problems against the universe,

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-65724271528294772642008-10-04T02:17:00.003+08:002008-10-04T02:20:19.664+08:00

Gemini Horoscopes(May 21 - Jun 20)Friday, Oct 3rd, 2008 -- It's hard to tell whether your life is getting simpler or more complicated. You have been able to create a lifestyle that allows you time enough for fun, but now things seem to be changing. Go ahead and grab an opportunity to play while you still can, for your job may not afford you so much free time during the coming weeks.Seriously! How

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-23158875891939788902008-10-02T22:15:00.002+08:002008-10-02T22:24:23.935+08:00

I am incredulous and furious at the irresponsibility. I have felt like firing people in the past but this one takes the cake.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-37102682948707236572008-09-22T23:38:00.003+08:002008-09-22T23:59:05.880+08:00

I am just back from Kris' wedding dinner, a decidedly fun and touching affair. Over dinner, I caught up with some of the HH-ers who made it to the wedding. The amazing thing is, hardly anyone appeared to have aged. Time seemed to have stood still for us. I can still picture us, as we are today, doing our crazy weekend hanging out every week, which we did for a good couple of years 10 years

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-90704583063117518392008-09-21T15:00:00.001+08:002008-09-21T15:00:13.893+08:00

I'm posting this while sitting in a hair salon getting my overdue hair colouring and trim. Wish that it's Sat instead of Sun but I suppose I'm just being greedy. Especially when I'm already lucky enough to be in a line of work I love.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-11216779369044820772008-09-14T22:01:00.008+08:002008-09-14T22:19:19.093+08:00

I still have tons of work to do after working past midnight on a Saturday this weekend, thanks to mad clients and dramatically lack of resources in the office, but my brain simply cannot function any more. Decide to distract myself with photos of work stimulants. Unhealthy junk food that taste good at first bite but makes us feel ill thereafter.Love the never ending supply of wine and champagne

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-16080718420377180662008-09-11T22:10:00.001+08:002008-09-11T22:10:08.750+08:00

I've been so tired that my mind just switches off once i step out of the office. So what happens? I see cab on call and jump in without looking at license plate while thinking of cab number in my head. Total disconnect. So now my called cab and this cab's caller have been left stranded...

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-4355228410632715542008-09-10T23:44:00.002+08:002008-09-10T23:54:08.542+08:00

My hair is either getting really long or I'm losing more hair these days. It's not funny to see the amount of hair in my hands each time I shampoo/condition.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-89265818038407576062008-08-30T11:12:00.003+08:002008-08-30T11:20:42.864+08:00

The lack of updates here indicates my state of mind -- dead. It's been a crazy past month at work as I catch up on past cases, deal with new staff onboard, and of course, face off crazy clients. I forgot how much less of a life one has working at an agency. I have had to cancel plans with friends or arrive super-late like 3 hours after for times when they are patient enough to wait for me. This

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-63544621251661522612008-08-06T00:17:00.001+08:002008-08-30T11:25:19.315+08:00

After a long day that started with only 3 hours of sleep, the 15-minute cab ride home seemed like an eternity.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-10753325107350033972008-08-03T23:45:00.007+08:002008-08-30T11:25:31.998+08:00

This is no simple cup of milk. It's carefully measured 1-part ice, 1-part milk (my fav Meiji low fat!) and 1-part Baileys Caramel. Together, they form a yummilicious cup of pre-bedtime milk. I so deserve this after having to work through the weekend, and it's only my second weekend at the new job.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-89059164243789659992008-07-29T00:49:00.003+08:002008-08-30T11:25:19.315+08:00

What I've missed so far, exactly 14 days after coming home: looking out my kitchen window while waiting for water to boil, speaking my half-baked Cantonese, and most of all, the proximity to Hong Kong. It's odd. I never thought that I'd actually miss Hong Kong but I do. Maybe it's because it's no longer as easily accessible...

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-18323658998289748872008-07-28T23:54:00.002+08:002008-07-28T23:58:02.592+08:00

Met up with Cheryl and Min for lunch today, and between the 3 of us, we ordered a Coke Zero, Coke Light and Coke Classic. I was quite amused at the sight of the cans of different types of Coke on the table. Diversification works!

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-57294376004685371102008-07-22T23:15:00.002+08:002008-07-22T23:38:45.618+08:00

There really isn't much to say, only that I've been swamped with unpacking, packing and getting my life here back in order while trying to adjust to working in a new environment again. It's been so tiring that I have not even transferred or looked at the photos from the holiday. I have a feeling that by the time I can breathe a little easier, I would have already forgotten about the interesting

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-50934607651086968362008-07-04T17:11:00.003+08:002008-07-04T17:24:41.296+08:00

I feel old and tired. On so many different levels that it's causing pause for thought. Lots of it. Suffice to say that I've gotten to know the current me -- versus the fresh-eyed and enthusiastic girl who stepped into the working world 10 years ago -- and my wants a lot better. Yes, this 4-week holiday is a celebration of sorts to mark 10 years of working, post graduation. And the "funny/apt"

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-78893604552942805622008-06-09T11:18:00.002+08:002008-06-09T11:21:31.144+08:00

Macau's been hit by a dramatic bout of wild rains for the past week, including a twister spinning in the distance over the mountains in nearby Zhuhai.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-22640847656214582442008-06-09T11:13:00.003+08:002008-06-09T11:22:27.282+08:00

From a roadside seafood center to atas seafood restaurant in the Venetian Macau -- the "good ole" No Signboard.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-4057769592638495372008-06-04T16:35:00.003+08:002008-06-04T16:46:42.233+08:00

Working overseas and being paid in foreign currency means that exchange is a big part of my life, and it is a pain because of the weak US dollar which in turn makes the HK dollar super weak as well against the strong Singapore dollar. It's as though I've been taking a pay cut for the past few months in SGD terms. But that part will be over soon. In a week, in fact, thankfully.What I discovered

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-38345751109868474582008-06-02T00:47:00.002+08:002008-06-02T00:59:37.634+08:00

My first birthday cake this year, shared with Juan, for her belated and my pre birthday. One candle is good; I've stopped counting.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-12868649287709674672008-05-29T22:57:00.005+08:002008-05-29T23:39:24.753+08:00

It's been confusing the past few days as I attempted to try to understand travel backpacks and buy my first one. I've always lugged around huge suitcases on my travels but this time, I don't intend to struggle in and out of trains with my ridiculously huge suitcases. So, backpack!Never knew how mad it was till I got to buying one. The expensive (and good) ones cost slightly upwards of SGD200 if

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-10678034565054004912008-05-23T01:45:00.003+08:002008-05-23T01:54:54.857+08:00

I thought that I was playing it safe with 4 weeks in Europe - 3 countries, including London which I've already visited some years back. Apparently not! Now careful planning is all the more important...

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-36370190541360379212008-05-09T14:40:00.004+08:002008-05-09T15:20:31.012+08:00

Your Horoscope for MAY 09, 2008Some rather intense and vivid dreams could inspire you to embark on some in-depth study of a subject that specifically interests you. This could involve the arts, philosophy, or metaphysics. Travel plans to one of the world's great spiritual centers, such as Jerusalem, Glastonbury or Vrindavana, might be on your mind as a result. Your level of intuition is very high

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-84564567391185562732008-05-09T11:36:00.005+08:002008-05-09T11:44:12.033+08:00

I don't know how I came to have a reputation for being so nice, cheerful and sweet, especially in the workplace and among colleagues. Generally true, I believe, in the recent years. But friends from further back would have known and seen the monster in me, which had been consciously suppressed after I realized how nasty I was to make shopgirls cry, among others. Unfortunately, the monster has

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-68946084726924273082008-05-08T14:45:00.001+08:002008-05-08T14:47:51.019+08:00

ARGH!Something's come over me. Feeling super restless today. I just want to yell and stomp out of the office. Trying to find ways to get out. Restless. So so restless. Humph.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-34447538609976254122008-04-29T14:38:00.005+08:002008-04-29T14:55:39.567+08:00

Today, I received confirmation that two of my ex Chinese colleagues have died in the worst train crash this decade in China. I only know one of them; the other's the girlfriend of another colleague I know. I cannot imagine the anguish their family must be going through. I was truly stunned for a moment yesterday when I heard the girl I know was in the train crash. She was one of the more

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-46542031398899609012008-04-18T12:42:00.004+08:002008-04-29T14:57:29.909+08:00

This is what my MSN messenger -- used mostly for communication with my ex-colleagues in China -- has been looking like these past few days. Today, I discover that some of my Macau colleagues have also started to add the "heart China" to their status.Regardless of who's right or wrong in the Tibet issue, the recent CNN incident has rallied the Chinese together in patriotic defense of their country

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-45955362713904230432008-04-13T14:44:00.006+08:002008-04-13T15:09:27.660+08:00

The Venetian Macao.In this little town of Macau where New Yaohan proudly proclaims itself to the only departmental store, the opening of the Venetian Macao last year was a relief. This is where we go to do our shopping at its mega shopping mall when we don't feel like doing a skip and a hop over to Hong Kong.This is also where we go to satisfy our craving for Singapore food, such as this chicken

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-44439779618817133532008-04-10T00:30:00.005+08:002008-04-10T01:10:12.584+08:00

It makes a world of difference.Today, someone told me, by way of after-work drinking talk, that one of my managers think that he could have been the one taking on my role as head of department.Hmmm.Given that this little birdie has joined us only for a few months, I don't know if this is recent or past news.While I knew, before I joined 9 months ago, that inheriting staff hired from before my

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-10319844932654267162008-03-26T19:41:00.002+08:002008-03-26T19:43:32.138+08:00

OK, I did it today. Acted on my gut feel. And apparently, I'm not as rational as I thought I am, as someone pointed out today. This is what I've always done.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-59378655242076372792008-03-24T18:06:00.004+08:002008-03-24T18:24:50.327+08:00

I thought that I've done a pretty good job of letting my head lead but I guess that's not quite true since I'm absolutely dying to act on impulse right now...

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-74149733800878314402008-03-19T22:26:00.002+08:002008-03-19T22:44:17.530+08:00

I thought we've evolved in the familiarity with and role of the Internet in our lives. Apparently not. Since I never cease to come across the strangest, most basic questions in my line of work.Seriously, do I still need to pepper my marketing messages with "click here", "click here to do this or that"? When I send you an email with distinctly coloured text-links for the call to action and name of

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-19044351929813431942008-03-18T22:52:00.002+08:002008-03-18T23:08:07.641+08:00

Dealt with my first, and hopefully last, case of sexual harassment with an errant staff today. While the women did not lodge formal complaints, we had to sit the person down for a verbal warning to prevent future similar happenings. Such delicate handling it required. Goodness! As the Chinese saying goes, why would anyone shit where they eat?

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-16303878342457647382008-03-12T14:04:00.001+08:002008-03-12T14:05:53.129+08:00

How I need to learn it, yet I'm not sure I want to learn it.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-89455999280228834072008-03-11T23:55:00.003+08:002008-03-12T00:08:38.444+08:00

Wonderful. From scratching the character marks off my keyboard to actually popping a letter off my keyboard today, I am simply too violent with my keyboard

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-65599455910857172002008-03-03T13:30:00.007+08:002008-03-03T13:44:33.041+08:00

I don't think I'm a worrywart. I believe that worries are just a waste of resources that produce wrinkles and gray hair.Yet, in our mid-20s, some friends and I had what we termed as quarter-life crisis as we pondered the goals and direction of our life. And amidst all that serious discussion,we joked about this new affliction to strike our generation. And now, I discover another new crisis -- the

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-43454799696693325782008-02-27T01:13:00.005+08:002008-02-27T02:07:51.274+08:00

This made me happy today.Yes, this is a photo of a mat. It is one of two mats that I was pleasantly surprised to see in my bathroom when I got home today. Cheerful mats that matched the colour scheme of my bathrooms. Purchased by my part-time cleaner, all of her own initiative.I had forgotten that she had asked this morning if she could buy mats, among other cleaning stuff, because the mats were

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-14818969714536054722008-02-11T21:17:00.000+08:002008-02-11T21:30:54.853+08:00

Just when I have finally decided that the cold was too much to bear and that I really really need a heater, I cannot find a heater in Macau. It's sold out at New Yaohan, Fortress and Park N Shop. Serves me right for being so wishy washy and lazy.So how now? I can only hope that the weather turns warm ASAP or that the stores replenish their heater supply ASAP while piling on jackets, socks, shawls

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-36217002404385118192008-02-06T02:29:00.000+08:002008-02-06T02:50:06.380+08:00

Walking to Centrepoint yesterday, I saw OrchardCentral for the first time. Since my world revolves work and industry related news, I didn't know that there was a new vertical mall being constructed along Orchard Road till then. What appalled me was not the never ending construction that seems to have overtaken Singapore in the past year or so, it was the name. Another Central.It seems that the No

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-51145984373894367742008-01-31T14:47:00.001+08:002008-01-31T15:00:33.965+08:00

After much panic and wild imagining of the process and after-math, the ordeal is finally over. It was rather smooth, and both top and bottom left wisdom tooth removed by less traumatic mode of extraction, no surgery. And no bruising or swelling; well, there better not be after I held an ice pack to my swollen left cheek for 2 hours. The only discomfort now, and very slight at that, is the strange

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-90123924366764247472008-01-20T23:04:00.000+08:002008-01-20T23:31:46.176+08:00

From Saturday. To Sunday. To Monday morning. Felt a pang of panic around this evening but sorted the tasks through in my head and I think that it should be manageable as long as I make it into the office earlier tomorrow.Somehow, I just don't feel like giving up my weekends, my off time for work anymore. Is it just a phase? I don't know. But I do know what triggered it and I don't know if I'll

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-3075245768040928652008-01-20T19:57:00.000+08:002008-01-20T20:15:51.716+08:00

In a week's time, I would have been in Macau 6 months.6 months. That's neither too long nor too short a time.Yet, I feel the urge to run away again. Sigh.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-71238064315145113032008-01-16T20:12:00.000+08:002008-01-16T23:14:51.249+08:00

I am not quite sure myself. I think I just gave a cabbie HKD500, thinking it's HKD50.What happened was:I took out 2 bills, one was a red HKD100 bill and the other was a dull bill that, in the dark, looked to be either HKD or MOP50.I then gave the 50 bill to cabbie who should give me HKD/MOP20 change. Instead he gave me 3 or 4 MOP20 bills.As I got out of the cab, I thought it was strange, so I

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-76374052718377056002008-01-15T01:16:00.000+08:002008-01-15T01:29:00.170+08:00

All I wanted was for the company to pay my mobile phone bills. What I got in return was a bulky Blackberry and new line, which is the standard company deal and the only way that would happen.So now, I am trying to figure out how to work the roll roll roll trackball and not have my emails go to both my email box and message box. And why oh why can't I open attachments???Gosh, after fiddling with

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-72427860350905339652008-01-13T20:33:00.000+08:002008-01-13T22:08:15.985+08:00

I hope that it is more a sign of fatigue than old age that I should find the most delightful moments of my Christmas/New Year holiday to be those spent away from the crowds. Behind Coloane Village, perfect for a lazy afternoon stroll back through time.Hours later, at Hac Sa Beach. Would have made it there on foot but mum was so miserable and freaked out by the one-hour plus walk through the

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-63386305484764003802008-01-11T22:22:00.000+08:002008-01-11T23:21:42.251+08:00

Gone is the pretty view of sparkling lights as the fog thickened and ferries are cancelled.Latest update at 11.15pm: Two turbojet ferries collided and 100 passengers were injured of which 2 are suffering serious injuries. Personally, I cannot believe that they even allowed the ferries to depart. As it is, the view outside my apartment is so misty that I cannot even see the top of Crown Towers

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-85007715116018672008-01-06T23:33:00.000+08:002008-01-06T23:50:44.613+08:00

First, big fat pat on my back for me -- I haven't checked my work email in 4 full days while on leave! Ok, there were occasional peeks on my mobile phone the first two days where I scanned the email subjects but I resisted the urge to open the emails. Hooray!This is all part of my acknowledgement of the need to start looking at my psychological and physical well-being as I get older by yet

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-80743359824689485912008-01-06T20:58:00.000+08:002008-01-06T21:57:38.525+08:00

Buy a pack of pre-cut and pre-packed veggie salad, instead of wasting time with washing and cutting away.Throw the veggies into boiling pot of instant macaroni and stir for a couple of minutes, and ta da! Beautiful bowl of chicken flavoured comfort for the ill (and lazy).

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-18279250830827262082008-01-06T10:01:00.000+08:002008-01-06T10:11:09.051+08:00

10.00am on a Sunday and I'm already up, enjoying a slow and quiet breakfast after sending my mum and sis off at the airport. It's rare for me to be up before noon on a weekend but I'm savouring this moment of peace before throwing myself back into work again next week. And despite feeling a twinge at their departure, I'm glad to regain my space and freedom.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-30964411859665920192007-12-21T00:15:00.000+08:002007-12-21T01:24:21.258+08:00

MGM Grand Macau opened its doors officially on 18 December, 2007. This is the second casino-hotel to open in my few months here, the first being The Venetian Macao. The opening was nowhere as grand and exciting as The Venetian's but the hotel itself is a lot classier and much more service oriented than the tacky and common-place Venetian. Personally, I think the Venetian drew so much hype and

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-44886456265497733402007-12-17T02:04:00.000+08:002007-12-17T02:13:34.164+08:00

Just when I was considering buying a heater as it got oh so chilly that I would shiver in my apartment with the arrival of winter a few weeks ago, I now have to turn on the air conditioner because it is too hot. All in a matter of couple of weeks.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-10707966967239695462007-12-09T22:48:00.000+08:002007-12-09T23:13:12.550+08:00

This post is super late but at least it's up here now. Wanted to write about it long ago but was so swamped at work that I could barely breathe. This is the super major event that even a sports dummy like me hung on the phone for hours to get tickets to -- the tennis showdown match between Pete Sampras and Roger Federer.It was quite a relaxed and funny match, since it's an exhibition one. Some

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-49393369861777465052007-12-04T14:50:00.000+08:002007-12-04T18:20:13.733+08:00

When you suppress your true emotions and thoughts in the spirit of diplomacy and the common good, are you suppressing your true self? Or is the diplomatic presentation the true self?I think I need a shrink.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-26917495856948011142007-11-18T22:34:00.000+08:002007-11-19T00:16:08.688+08:00

I'm not a fan of sporting events and am, admittedly, quite a dummy in this aspect. But with the Macau Grand Prix -- apparently quite a challenging track and the world's only street racing Grand Prix -- happening in my own backyard, how can I not even go for one session? So I bugged Kelly, who was in neighbouring Shenzhen for an event, to come over for the weekend. And so, off we went, 2 Grand

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-75963892698859109412007-11-18T20:13:00.000+08:002007-11-18T20:30:23.464+08:00

Guess where this is?..................Yup, yet another indication of the diversity of cultures in China as a result of the political and military exploits of the Han Chinese and subsequent ruling empires centuries ago. This is yet another minority tribe in the region of Guangxi which borders Yunnan and Vietnam.Call it naivety but sometimes I wonder, why can't humans just live in peace, harmony

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-71698888567770557402007-11-18T18:53:00.000+08:002007-11-18T19:47:48.563+08:00

I could live in Saigon. Not forever but its charm and potential would be an attractive draw for a couple of years.The city has such a exotic blend of modernity and old world charm that makes it so indescribably enticing. Yes, one would have to be very, very, very patient but that is made up for by a population that is mostly very friendly and helpful. I would definitely want to come back again,

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-39205796001002760672007-11-12T01:38:00.000+08:002007-11-12T02:07:15.911+08:00

I should really be working instead of blogging, given that I have a whole presentation due in a few hours and I have yet to start with it. But Vietnam -- the country who shares my year of birth -- fascinates me, so I am going to extend my procastination act by blogging about it.First off, it was a joy to be able to check in my luggage and get my Cathay Pacific boarding pass at the Macau Ferry

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-55286503625774081442007-10-31T23:17:00.000+08:002007-10-31T23:25:53.195+08:00

For all my work smarts, I am a complete ignoramus when it comes to the personal aspects. Like how to treat scraped knees. Took a bad tumble a couple of days ago when my heel went into a hole on the gravelled road. The wounds were nasty. And what did I do? Washed the wounds and plastered band-aids over them.BIG MISTAKE. The only thing that I got right was to wash the wounds. Plasters? Big fat no.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-45911053958133751242007-10-31T23:05:00.000+08:002007-10-31T23:26:11.141+08:00

The feeling is indescribable. As I opened the door to see a clean and neat apartment an hour ago, the relief and happiness that overcame me was immense. I had forgotten that D, my part-time cleaner, has finally returned to Macau and came by to clean my apartment this morning. She is such a good, responsible and initiative housekeeper that I am absolutely lost without her.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-78525734355760290072007-10-29T22:27:00.000+08:002007-10-29T23:23:34.577+08:00

Boss brought me, kicking and screaming literally in the weeks following up, on this official delegation thing to Nanning in Guangxi for the China-ASEAN Exposition. It's one of those things that we must do to assimilate into the local business community. Nanning. Guangxi. A weekend of greasy food and being on good behaviour. It didn't sound good.To be fair, trip started on a pleasant enough start.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-25524648641061846112007-10-29T22:08:00.000+08:002007-10-29T23:24:29.204+08:00

I must have been burying my head so deep in some vacuum those years in Beijing that it took an Australian collegue to point out to me, while standing on the streets of Macau, that the names of the 5 mascots string a similar sounding welcome greeting -- 贝贝，晶晶，欢欢，迎迎，妮妮。 And that the colours are representative of the 5 elements -- 金木水火土。 Rrrrright.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-44753535907672523352007-10-21T22:03:00.000+08:002007-10-21T22:17:21.593+08:00

I could pick it up and throw it into the dustbin. But I am so lazy and dependent on my part-time cleaner that I am just leaving it there. Actually, I just HATE housework so -- goodness knows why. Can't wait for her to back from her trip home later this week.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-78237178111629651862007-10-21T16:04:00.000+08:002007-10-21T16:47:17.376+08:00

Participated in my first ever event in Macau -- the 12th Macao International Trade & Investment Fair. Sounds official and important? But it was really just an exhibition of a very odd mix of companies who have almost no relation to one another, apart from some obligation to participate.Apart from the first day, it was mostly empty on the other days.Or filled with aunties and uncles from goodness

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-15110756141715816462007-10-14T18:01:00.000+08:002007-10-14T18:08:00.008+08:00

How sad it is that I should get a jolt of shock from seeing the time 17:59, thinking that Sunday is almost over, not because of impending Monday blues but because it means fewer hours left for me to meet my deadlines before I have to go to the office tomorrow?

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-42893188644666223002007-10-04T23:38:00.000+08:002007-10-04T23:50:34.727+08:00

Actually, it's the first home cooked meal in Macau, thanks to mummy. Doubt I'll keep it up after she leaves next week. As usual, the pots and pans will never see the light of day while the oil, sauces and whatnot will just sit past their expiry dates.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-39641496562833785082007-09-26T21:12:00.000+08:002007-09-26T22:01:46.032+08:00

Had planned to catch fireworks last night with my mum who's here for a visit but the rain put a dampener on things and we decided to stay in instead. But all's not lost, managed to catch some of it from my window over here at Taipa.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-92079414724435752332007-09-24T23:22:00.000+08:002007-09-24T23:43:13.213+08:00

I chuckled when I saw this description of me on my Facebook page, courtesy of Mr Derek Lau. While it is no secret that my work consumes me (which I allow very willingly unconsciously somehow), the word "unrepentant" adds a negative touch to the term "workaholic". To repent is to "feel such regret for past conduct as to change one's mind regarding it", used usually with a sin, a vice. Is

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-30875756420943420292007-09-22T15:17:00.000+08:002007-09-22T15:20:30.889+08:00

Absolutely unbelievable! The Macau International Airport actually offers free wireless access! I'm shocked beyond words. Wow. Even if it's just 10 free minutes courtesy of local telco biggie, CTM. Wonder what happens after 10 minutes though -- do they prompt you to pay? Or can you re-login with that one standard username and password for all?No time to find out. Plane just arrived!

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-12551848086850467082007-09-16T21:26:00.000+08:002007-09-16T23:44:19.279+08:00

Finally. After hearing so much about this Sky 21 restaurant-bar with a view to die for atop our office building, it's finally soft launched. For the second time.Something about a license issue forced its doors shut for a few months. And now, they've soft launched again, in anticipation of receiving its license within the month.That's nothing new. Starbucks downstairs? They've been "brewing a new

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-62340369492308852362007-09-16T15:10:00.000+08:002007-09-16T15:31:48.314+08:00

Imagine. Fireworks in the sky between the blocks. Was planning to go to the supermarket last night when I heard rumbles in the distance. Ooops, raining soon? Looked out the window and saw fireworks in the distance. Oh, the International Fireworks Display Contest. Forgot that it was starting yesterday as my mind was intent on catching the 25th one with my mum when she visits me in Macau then. As

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-70678340169509207982007-09-16T14:46:00.000+08:002007-09-16T14:50:49.002+08:00

Made a quick trip back to SG for work last week and boy am I glad that I took an hour off to get my haircut at Shunji Matsuo at Wellington (not a fan of Icon). No matter what disasters I go to them with, they've always been able to repair it to a level of decency. The S$70 haircut tag is absolutely worth it.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-78627850376786060912007-09-09T23:20:00.000+08:002007-09-09T23:30:05.915+08:00

Every so often, I get overtaken by an impulse to just take off and go traveling unplanned, off the beaten track. Well, my beaten track of cities at least. Nepal, Mongolia, Tibet... Suffice to say that I've not been to all those places despite being overcome by impulse a few times. I put it down to work obligations but maybe, just maybe, it's the predominant planner and city gal in me that's

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-80462209260694728052007-09-09T19:24:00.000+08:002007-09-09T19:30:20.389+08:00

It's been 3 months since my LASIK op, and suddenly I had a dream last night about blurry vision in one eye. Amazing how our dreams are really affected by what occupies our mind, 真的是日有所思夜有所梦. Just before going to bed, I looked up from my computer after yet another late night and thought to myself -- gosh, I hope I'm not hurting this newfound perfect eyesight that I seem to have been taking for

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-53270538087333294002007-09-02T19:52:00.000+08:002007-09-02T22:23:46.143+08:00

Aaaargh. Really need to finish my outstanding work before Monday rolls around but I can't help this need to rant before that.Met for dinner on Friday with a visiting friend and her "good friend" from China. I've heard about her screaming matches with some of his family members who believe that Singapore belongs to China. Not a fan but on account of our friendship, I agreed to dinner with

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-46654628135141558112007-09-02T14:55:00.000+08:002007-09-02T15:06:45.651+08:00

Fell in love with this pair of cross-trainer, bought it and it's been sitting in my shoe cabinet since. Fantasize about actually wearing them sometimes, like now, but so far, it remains an imaginery act. Hopefully, that will change soon.

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-44045185001501752372007-09-02T12:54:00.000+08:002007-09-02T14:40:22.993+08:00

The opening of The Venetian Macao is the largest event in Macau now and probably for years to come. This largest integrated resort in the world is set to change the face and economy of Macau. With so much hype, it was with anticipation that a few colleagues and I set forth to explore this giant on the newly opened Cotai Strip. We expected teething problems and we were not disappointed.First up,

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-7710425371534966442007-09-01T23:17:00.000+08:002007-09-01T23:27:18.841+08:00

VIRTUAL POLICE PATROL CHINA WEBInternet users will be reminded not to visit outlawed sites Chinese authorities are to send two virtual police officers to patrol the internet, in a bid to combat "illicit activities", state media has reported. The animated figures, a man and a woman, will appear on users' screens every 30 minutes "to remind them of internet security", China Daily said. ...The

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-30148323204096182852007-09-01T15:40:00.000+08:002007-09-01T15:57:57.598+08:00

The legendary Lady Yang Guifei could have really been onto something with the lychees. Bought this Lifecella Lychee Face Mask on an impulse while doing last minute shoppig at Sasa's in Hong Kong recently, and I must say, it is EXCELLENT!Skin felt so soft and supple after use that I couldn't resist touching my own face over and over again. Talk about being narcissistic. :p

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-15025429709005488972007-08-25T22:31:00.000+08:002007-09-01T16:05:31.255+08:00

My hair's been tortured beyond recognition with my perm last year and repeated colourings. So I sought the advice of Pris who now has straight shiny hair, and she recommended the Aesop Rose Hair & Scalp Moisturising Masque which I bought right away yesterday while in Hong Kong.Started on it last night and the scent was so familiar that it brought back instant memories of the huge tub of henna

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-41433463680439921102007-08-25T22:18:00.000+08:002007-08-25T22:28:54.556+08:00

Saturday night, and I'm working OT in the office with the guys as we prepare for the final leg of the site revamp.Coincidence or not, with me dreaming about Beijing and my ex-colleagues just last night, that we should end up having Tsingtao beer and Beijing jiaozi for dinner in the office

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-61696053094554109572007-08-20T23:22:00.000+08:002007-08-20T23:30:41.838+08:00

It's one thing to be busy, and quite another to be challenged.Over the last days, the realization has been dawning upon me with ever more clarity. Problem is, it's just a matter of time before it's "been there, done that" for any other thing. So how? What does this mean?

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-25147775043893418152007-08-19T11:53:00.000+08:002007-08-19T12:25:02.053+08:00

Tickets for the highly hyped Sampras vs Federer tennis match at the to-be-opened Venetian Macao went on sale early Friday morning.Within a couple of hours, at least half the tickets were sold out while their website and credit card payment gateway collapsed. As of 7.30pm that day, the website still gave me a "server overload" message whenever I try to book tickets. Well, since the website wasn't

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-54712684260061405912007-08-19T11:45:00.000+08:002007-08-19T11:53:09.754+08:00

First, it was scorching humidly hot. Made me wish I was on a beach, sipping a nice cold drink while lazing under a huge shady tree.Then, the rains came, thanks to the monsoons and typhoons. No umbrellas could stop me from being drenched as the rain strike horizontally with the wind so strong.And then, scorchingly hot again.And then, stormily rainy again.And then, scorchingly hot again.And then,

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-16624517270968366382007-08-14T19:19:00.000+08:002007-08-14T19:22:46.780+08:00

Pork chop bun.Never heard of it till I was coming to Macau, and at least two Singaporean friends raved to me, on separate occasions, about this one famous 45-minute queue stall. So when Pegs said that she wanted to eat pork chop bun on her Macau trip last weekend, I asked my colleague about this 45-minute queue stall. But he surprised me with his reply -- "no no, that is over-rated, the best is

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-74677887484848068482007-08-11T16:56:00.000+08:002007-08-11T17:19:06.325+08:00

Finally made it to Pegs' apartment in Hong Kong. The ferry ride from Macau was so choppy and I felt so seasick that I almost threw up. Didn't help that I was still recovering from feeling ill in the middle of last night from an OD of red wine. And then... I run into traffic jam...But all is good now. Recovering while staring out into the misty mountain in the distance as raindrops trickle down

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-33342324811849660222007-08-08T16:49:00.000+08:002007-08-08T17:06:06.276+08:00

Little uproars of excitement in the office now as thunder rumbles and the sky darkens over Nam Wan Lake outside our office. The typhoon that hit Taiwan over the past couple of days has changed direction and is now heading our way.Having lived in safe ole Singapore for 20 over years and not felt any of the shakes when the effects of Indonesia earthquakes spill over, this is a little exciting!

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-41948965334679682952007-08-07T21:24:00.000+08:002007-08-07T21:52:03.318+08:00

Carry a Gucci sling pouch like this? Much as I do not understand the Chinese men's collective tendency (mostly Wenzhou folks, I hear) to cradle a man pouch under their arm pit everywhere they go, I think this is worse. At least those are simple black pouches, but a Gucci pouch is so ... Anyway, I'm sure you've guessed by now that I spotted a Chinese guy carrying this in one of the casinos. And no

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-68509187229322505452007-08-04T23:19:00.000+08:002007-08-04T23:33:01.055+08:00

Discovered beautiful Cheoc Van at Coloane Friday night. There are just a few dining spots at this out-of-the-way stretch by the sea, which I would never have discovered on my own. It was so lovely to drink and eat with the waves of the sea for music. Halfway through dinner, we spotted this man strolling 100% naked on the beach, which surprised me. Is this even allowed in Macau!?!? Well, the

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-22132627340195098262007-08-04T22:59:00.000+08:002007-08-04T23:06:17.846+08:00

Pretty surprised that I would find this same lack of check in Macau. First, the contractors brought a door that was too small for our new office. So, we had to delay the move further and wait for them to bring another door. You would think that they would take care and bring the right sized door the second time round. But no. They brought a door that was too big.So how?Drill the floor to make the

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-31516452635258097462007-08-02T15:42:00.000+08:002007-08-02T15:47:04.759+08:00

View out the window at our new extended office

Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02770541185847928248noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18860667.post-25682324701380809082007-08-01T23:25:00.000+08:002007-08-01T23:27:21.992+08:00

Dinner at Antica, tucked in one of many streets behind Wynn Macau and Galaxy. I would never had found this place if not for my boss' housemate who recommended this restaurant. Nice food -- except the ribs -- and ambience. Also heard a little story regarding the lady boss that I shall not repeat here but it got me thinking... A woman who stands up for herself, from her perspective. Some call her a

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Living out of a suitcase is not easy. Worse, I had to go break the end of the spike of my only pair of heels somewhere along the rough and uneven streets of Macau on the walk home from Taipa Village after dinner on Sunday night.So, in desperation, I bought the one and only presentable pair available in the few shops here although they are killing my feet right now. But I do not have a choice

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