Sunday, December 14, 2014

Beautiful Sunday Today...


Beautiful Sunday today.

It was sunny but windy with bits of clouds thrown in. So that's perfect. To me. Its finally December, the final month for 2014. I don't think I have achieve much this year. Moved to Bangkok last year, stayed for 10 months and was asked to leave unceremoniously, and then found myself back in Singapore. Took a break of 3 months, and then I started looking for that perfect dream job of mine. Only to realise that there might not be one since it is coming to the year end. Le sigh...

So I guess I will be extending my break for another couple of months until something else comes in. And yes, I have had the fortune of getting offers from Dubai and Beijing but all in operations which is something I truly detest now. Maybe because it has been 13 years. Maybe I've just had enough. Maybe I can't deal with people's mighty bitch fits but enough was enough.

Got me thinking, is this it? My mid life crisis? Not sure where to go when 10 years ago I know exactly where I was heading and what I should be doing. Funny how a decade changes a person.

Somehow I keep whining about the same shit. Just on different days.

But today is truly one beautiful Sunday. Love the sun. The clouds. Love the wind coming through the windows. Love that its not too hot and not too wet either. Love the day.

I thought I share with you guys that.






Wednesday, December 10, 2014

That Rare Piece of Advice



I found one of my oldest diary today while looking through stuff. I've always enjoyed writing and I had this gem when I was 11. Plus I have really horrible handwriting and keeping a diary was one way to work on it. 
In one of the entry, I was whining about my grandma, (or more familiarly known as 'Nayi') who was complaining about how tomboyish I was becoming. She was worried that I would never get married if all I could think of was squash or track & field. I don't have much stuff toys, and I only have 1 barbie doll. I was always all over the place in slippers and shorts. Rarely a skirt. 

So I promised her I would start dating when I was 21 and bring back 'the right candidate' and she was giving me rules to write on what would make a good man, "Jot it down so you will remember."

Pretty cool stuff, so I thought I share with you.

"...Find someone who is good to his family. If he knows how to take care of his family, he will know how to care for you. Watch how he behaves with his family. He can lie or pretend to be someone else with others but never with his own flesh & blood. Find someone who may not know how to cook or do household chores but willing to learn. Find someone who have basic foundation of religion, because he will lead the family, you and your children. Good looks is not important but make sure you like what you see, because you will be looking at the same face over & over again."

Funny how some things resurface after so long, and brings back so many nice fond memories. She had a temper, but she was friendly and a caring person. She was an amazing person, especially her cooking. You can't go wrong with her cooking. Describe a dish to her and she will replicate the exact stuff for you. The best in the world. And yes.. For those who were wondering, I actually had my super serious first boyfriend when I was 19, the one man whom I will always be reminded to be careful with your heart. The one who has it may not treasure it. 

So were you raised by your parents or grandparents? What was the most remembered advice given ever? Anyone still remember getting 'sebat' by getah paip perhaps? 


Sunday, November 30, 2014

My Biggest Disappointment for 2014


I don't think I have any disappointment for 2014 than this one. And I just have to share this post so that others can avoid the same.

So I have a very close friend, Amanda with whom we would do all sorts off stuff together. Shopping. Bitching. Late night suppers. Share secrets and all that fancy-mancy stuff. We were close, like super close. So when I moved to Bangkok, we promised that we would keep in touch. She sent me off and we part ways. Sometime in December 2013, she message me out of the blue and asked for a loan, and that her mother was sick. If you guys remember, my mother passed away that same year and since then I have a soft spot for mothers and single moms. Without hesitation I loan her $2000 so that her mom can recover.


A few days later, the amount was not enough and I loan her an additional $2000, which makes it $4000. Not a small amount especially for someone who does not come from a well-to-do family. It was my savings and that was it. I made it clear to her that I will need the money back by August, to which it was agreed that she will pay me $500 per month until the loan is cleared.

Imagined how shock I was when she start disappearing, not repaying and basically playing the missing game. Whenever I was back in Singapore she was not able to meet, it was either Robin (her boyfriend this or that), in fact I have not met her since I left for Bangkok. Imagine that!

So my suspicions grew, and grew it did.

In April, I decided to meet her mom because I was honestly worried. What in the world is going on? She was missing in action and she had only paid $200 to date. So when I met her mom, she told me that she never had any heart problems. Ok so now I started feeling like a major fool. Shame on me. I called Amanda and insisted on meeting to which she agreed. Again I asked her, how was her mom and what was the money for, she insisted it was for her mom.

By October I was annoyed.

My money was not returned and she really has disappeared.

So I went over to her house at Bukit Batok and her mom was at home. So I asked for Amanda and told her the whole story all over again. Her mom than told me that she had asked Amanda after I left and it turns out that Amanda had took the loan for her boyfriend Robin.

Robin, who is an acquaintance. Not even someone I know or care for.

I was so pissed that I couldn't even talk to her. I left. And shortly after that she transferred another $200 to my account. Oh. The. Joy. At having 1/10 of my money back. Early November, I message and asked for my balance $3600 back and guess what she said, that she felt threaten and harassed by me. The audacity. The ungratefulness. So now I just want my money back. Forget the friendship man. To be played out like this. To be taken for a ride. I really have no time for this kind of drama. So now as spoken with my lawyer, I will have to meet her and demand my money back. No doubt this is not going to be easy and it will be painful.

Talk about trust huh? Most of all. Talk about friendship huh?


Beautiful Sunday Today...


Beautiful Sunday today.

It was sunny but windy with bits of clouds thrown in. So that's perfect. To me. Its finally December, the final month for 2014. I don't think I have achieve much this year. Moved to Bangkok last year, stayed for 10 months and was asked to leave unceremoniously, and then found myself back in Singapore. Took a break of 3 months, and then I started looking for that perfect dream job of mine. Only to realise that there might not be one since it is coming to the year end. Le sigh...

So I guess I will be extending my break for another couple of months until something else comes in. And yes, I have had the fortune of getting offers from Dubai and Beijing but all in operations which is something I truly detest now. Maybe because it has been 13 years. Maybe I've just had enough. Maybe I can't deal with people's mighty bitch fits but enough was enough.

Got me thinking, is this it? My mid life crisis? Not sure where to go when 10 years ago I know exactly where I was heading and what I should be doing. Funny how a decade changes a person.

Somehow I keep whining about the same shit. Just on different days.

But today is truly one beautiful Sunday. Love the sun. The clouds. Love the wind coming through the windows. Love that its not too hot and not too wet either. Love the day.

I thought I share with you guys that.






That Rare Piece of Advice



I found one of my oldest diary today while looking through stuff. I've always enjoyed writing and I had this gem when I was 11. Plus I have really horrible handwriting and keeping a diary was one way to work on it. 
In one of the entry, I was whining about my grandma, (or more familiarly known as 'Nayi') who was complaining about how tomboyish I was becoming. She was worried that I would never get married if all I could think of was squash or track & field. I don't have much stuff toys, and I only have 1 barbie doll. I was always all over the place in slippers and shorts. Rarely a skirt. 

So I promised her I would start dating when I was 21 and bring back 'the right candidate' and she was giving me rules to write on what would make a good man, "Jot it down so you will remember."

Pretty cool stuff, so I thought I share with you.

"...Find someone who is good to his family. If he knows how to take care of his family, he will know how to care for you. Watch how he behaves with his family. He can lie or pretend to be someone else with others but never with his own flesh & blood. Find someone who may not know how to cook or do household chores but willing to learn. Find someone who have basic foundation of religion, because he will lead the family, you and your children. Good looks is not important but make sure you like what you see, because you will be looking at the same face over & over again."

Funny how some things resurface after so long, and brings back so many nice fond memories. She had a temper, but she was friendly and a caring person. She was an amazing person, especially her cooking. You can't go wrong with her cooking. Describe a dish to her and she will replicate the exact stuff for you. The best in the world. And yes.. For those who were wondering, I actually had my super serious first boyfriend when I was 19, the one man whom I will always be reminded to be careful with your heart. The one who has it may not treasure it. 

So were you raised by your parents or grandparents? What was the most remembered advice given ever? Anyone still remember getting 'sebat' by getah paip perhaps? 


My Biggest Disappointment for 2014


I don't think I have any disappointment for 2014 than this one. And I just have to share this post so that others can avoid the same.

So I have a very close friend, Amanda with whom we would do all sorts off stuff together. Shopping. Bitching. Late night suppers. Share secrets and all that fancy-mancy stuff. We were close, like super close. So when I moved to Bangkok, we promised that we would keep in touch. She sent me off and we part ways. Sometime in December 2013, she message me out of the blue and asked for a loan, and that her mother was sick. If you guys remember, my mother passed away that same year and since then I have a soft spot for mothers and single moms. Without hesitation I loan her $2000 so that her mom can recover.


A few days later, the amount was not enough and I loan her an additional $2000, which makes it $4000. Not a small amount especially for someone who does not come from a well-to-do family. It was my savings and that was it. I made it clear to her that I will need the money back by August, to which it was agreed that she will pay me $500 per month until the loan is cleared.

Imagined how shock I was when she start disappearing, not repaying and basically playing the missing game. Whenever I was back in Singapore she was not able to meet, it was either Robin (her boyfriend this or that), in fact I have not met her since I left for Bangkok. Imagine that!

So my suspicions grew, and grew it did.

In April, I decided to meet her mom because I was honestly worried. What in the world is going on? She was missing in action and she had only paid $200 to date. So when I met her mom, she told me that she never had any heart problems. Ok so now I started feeling like a major fool. Shame on me. I called Amanda and insisted on meeting to which she agreed. Again I asked her, how was her mom and what was the money for, she insisted it was for her mom.

By October I was annoyed.

My money was not returned and she really has disappeared.

So I went over to her house at Bukit Batok and her mom was at home. So I asked for Amanda and told her the whole story all over again. Her mom than told me that she had asked Amanda after I left and it turns out that Amanda had took the loan for her boyfriend Robin.

Robin, who is an acquaintance. Not even someone I know or care for.

I was so pissed that I couldn't even talk to her. I left. And shortly after that she transferred another $200 to my account. Oh. The. Joy. At having 1/10 of my money back. Early November, I message and asked for my balance $3600 back and guess what she said, that she felt threaten and harassed by me. The audacity. The ungratefulness. So now I just want my money back. Forget the friendship man. To be played out like this. To be taken for a ride. I really have no time for this kind of drama. So now as spoken with my lawyer, I will have to meet her and demand my money back. No doubt this is not going to be easy and it will be painful.

Talk about trust huh? Most of all. Talk about friendship huh?