Saturday, November 30, 2013

testing 1,2,3

contemplating whether to start blogging again… even though no one reads it but me. hehe

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Flash Mob

I've always had a thing for flash mobs, so here's one to share!


http://www.youtube.com/embed/KgoapkOo4vg?rel=0

Bf is headed back to SIN today. always hate this part of the cycle... after the expectation, the excitement, the contentment, there is always the dread, the fear and finally, back to the loneliness.

had the intention to head out for dinner tonight as I hate being alone at home on the first day, but feels like hanging out with anyone else would get rid of this loneliness.
Oh well, one of those days.

Yay to youtube and happy flash mobs!

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Bar top dancing

I love bar top dancing! well, not much hype about it, but it makes people happy. My first experience was in a tiny bar along boat quay MANY MANY MANY years ago, and this would be my second!
I just enjoy seeing people from the top and their different reactions to music.

Music last night was great and will head back again.

12 more hours before bf arrives at my place. Excited!
and also excited about Shanghai masters! It's gonna be a great weekend! :)

Saturday, October 06, 2012

Interview with Exotic Marigold Judi Dench, Dev Patel

This is pretty hilarious!

Africa

So it's the National Holidays this week in China, and instead of heading home, I decided to set a new continent in my travel map.

Tanzania, Africa - 7 nights. Way too short, but that's all I have.

My first few night was at the Sealous Game Reserve: best experience I've ever had. I loved everything about it. The simplicity, the quiet, the nature, the space, the blue skies, the animals, the sounds. We stayed in a mudhut that that was very well set up, very cosy... I place i could instantly call home really. Waking up at 6am and listening to the birds (and the occasional growl of the hippos) and heading out to the safari for a drive is the best experience. I love it and I want more of it. Bahati, our guide, was a quiet guy who sincerely loved his job and ensuring that we were comfortable. I can't thank him more enough for sharing this with us. I can't wait to head back soon, and ideally with my other half, as it's the most romantic place. And for my preparation, i bought a book on African animals at the airport! 

Unfortunately, that was a very short few nights and my last 4 nights were at Zanzibar, a couple of islands that is part of Tanzania. The disparity in the standard of living, the people, the culture was a shock to me. That these two places from the same country could be so different! Our driver from the airport was the first indication of this difference. he spoke really fast, sped, picked up a police official (2 star) who hitched a ride on our car, complained about being poor, complained about the government (says Zanzibar is safe except during elections, which 2 people were killed the previous week) etc. People here really hate being photographed. Those on mainland would only be shy and turn away; the kids would just laugh at and run off. At Zanzibar, both the women and children would turn hostile if they see you with a camera and just shout "no picture!" The kids who allow pictures will ask for money in return. I'm not too sure why (have my guesses though), but this really bothered me as it's the first time I've actually come to a place where the people are genuinely hostile. On route back to the airport, we even spotted a group of men hitting one guy with sticks and what not by the road side.

In general, the island is surprising very similar to Malaysia. Same birds, trees, spices, fruits (mango, papaya, banana and even durian trees were spotted!), religion etc. Just poorer, messier, a lot more children and more congested. Trash was everywhere! A contrast to mainland: that though it was simple, the place was neat, hygienic and cordial. The children in the villages will wave as we drive by and were all playing with each other. As we approach the resort area, things grew neater and the usual resort facilities were there. White sands, beautiful sea... but knowing what was just out there, I honestly had difficulty in enjoying my holiday wholeheartedly.

As a whole, i grew to get comfortable with the people along Ngungwi beach. The local 'beach boys' who patrol the beaches to talk to tourists for tours genuinely do want to speak to the tourists. perhaps to learn more, perhaps just to interact with different people. Their English is good, and many even take on other languages like French, German and Italian. Most greeted me a with "Konichiwa", so I can only conclude that the Chinese have yet to invade this island despite the many developments (buildings, schools, courts, roads) they provide to the the locals . A couple of beach boys honestly irritated me with their incestant pestering and lack of knowledge of private space, but I think after 4 days, I grew to understand their mentality and accept it. Over the 4 days, I have come to friendly terms with a number of them, some beach boys, the dive shop boys & owner, our hotel owner and also the restaurant boys. Zanzibar will never be a destination I will head back again as we honestly have better waters in South East Asia and the Safaris have a lot more to offer in comparison, but I do wish those I met well. 

For now, I'm missing my fresh seafood, clear blue skies and warm sun as Shanghai is all grey and chilly now. I can't wait to run through my book of animals and photos from the trip, perhaps it will help to keep that warmth in me a tad longer :) Good night! i'm beat.

I'm Back!

Wow. has it been THAT long since I last blogged? Well, I decided to start writing my thoughts again. Was inspired by the movie called the Exotic Marigold Hotel (do watch it if you haven't, one of the better shows I've watched recently). I realised that some new experiences cannot be described just by a photos and the best is to retain it the way that it was seen through my eyes, my impressions of it. I started writing a little in my little iphone while in the safari just a couple of days back, and I must say I'm glad I did so, even if i'm the the only one who is going to read it :) Can't wait to pour the rest of it out soon.

Saturday, December 31, 2011

new year eve

so she was at it again last night.

and the trigger point?
probably end of the year
and also because I took leave to go USS and not stay at home with her.

So. in 2012, I turn 27, and she still wants to control me.

I regret having had her use my old phone. it was a unfortunate incident that added unnecessary fuel to the current situation. And no matter how I try to convince her that it was just a 2 week phase, She will never believe me. she will never change her mind.

I want to tell her that there are so many other things that Kavin does for me. But I can't but feel that she is fully capable to interpret every single bloody damn thing in a negative light. What's the point mum? What does it do for you but put you into misery?

You say I promised to break up with him. was that all that was keeping you together? that you have hopes that your daughter will listen blindly to you just because you say so?
on what basis can you request for such a thing?
the fact that he is not chinese? the fact that he is 10 years older than me?
what kind of basis is that?

You talk about being a failure because I turned out to be like this.
Am I supposed to turn out like you than I will get the stamp of approval, that you will not be a failure?
A colleague of mine says that its sly for you to say that. because in return, you see me as a failure.
How am I a failure?

I am a failure because I let you get your way. I am a failure because I always just give in to you. I am a failure because I am not independent. I am a failure because I can't control my temper in many situations and unfortunately, it includes situations with you.

I am not a failure for being who I really am. I am not a failure for dating a non chinese. I am not a failure for sending out raunchy messages.
I am not a failure for making mistakes and learning what works for me and what doesn't. Do I know What is the best for me? I can't say I am. But I believe in experiences. I believe that nothing will move perfectly and it is what we gain from it, what we learn from it. So what if the path we walk is different from what we expect? Isn't that life?
What's the point of harping on the 'bad things' that happened to you and makes it hold you and your loved ones back?
what suits you doesn't mean it suits us.

I just want to avoid you because my sis says we know your imperfections but no one will dare to tell you about it.
And you know why? You will get emotional. You will emotionally blackmail us. You will treat it as the world has died and all things are coming to an end. That you are failure.
So what if i told you that this doesn't constitute a failure? Will you listen?
So what if I told you you've done a respectable job as a mother and me and sis respect you for it? Will you listen or just be blinded by your perception?
So what if I told you that you are not perfect? Who is?
So what if I told you that for the last 6 years, I just wanted to marry early so that I get move out of this house. not because I hated you. but simply because I NEED SPACE. I NEED INDEPENDENCE. I NEED TO KNOW WHO I AM. I NEED TO BECOME WHO I AM.

Everyone has their own opinions. We learn to deal with it. We learn to grow with it. With Simon telling you what he did, did you have to get all that emotional? Have you stopped and think that maybe you did say something before that hit a raw nerve? Whatever he did wasn't right. but was there a basis?
my guess is yes. because you like to say cynical remarks. And I always detested that about you. You say it was justifiable. I agree. Grandma definitely made mistakes. you definitely made sacrifices. we all know that. does that mean it gives you the right to be all so emotional about it?
Have you thought how your life will be like if you changed how you think?

You think i don't care about you. that i fall into the categories of an unfilial child. that all your efforts as a parent is wasted and no one appreciates what you done. Seriously. Stop thinking how you want to think. Will I still be here waiting if i didn't care?
but the fact is, i have no qualms of taking care of you. but will you accept? u probably tell me u rather die than live with us. Now you want to consult on legal matters? planning your migration?

Then I ask you. Have you even asked urself what you are doing. Have you even asked yourself whether you have a courage to face something you don't know? how hard was it for you to just have a simple dinner with him from the beginning? Have you asked yourself, this situation was caused by what? Me choosing someone that could be the one for me? Or you just refusing to try?

You say you do this for my happiness. That he won't bring me happiness. Kavin GST is the best boyfriend I ever had.
Not because he is rich. Not because he is some fancy lawyer. Not because he can sweet talk a girl. Not because we have any common interest that we are crazy about. He can't be any of this.
But one thing is that we can accept each other. We trust each other. Every perfection. Every imperfection.
I no longer spend my time arguing about what's right or not right to do in a relationship. We somehow have the natural ability to deal with each others flaws. No doubt he was an accident. No doubt he probably was a rebound. But it worked.

And the only thing stopping it is you.

After one year plus, i am still not sick of him. We are so different but when we slowly give in to each others quirks, it's an achievement. it's a fun fact that keeps things interesting.
I will suffer financially. I will suffer interest wise. but the foundation is there to build it. It's the harder way but i'm not running from it.

The only thing I have no fucking idea how to overcome is you. how we can still be a family. how he can be with us for festive dinners and movies. You say i can forget about it.
On what basis mum? Because he is non chinese?
What type fucking basis is that?

New year eve dinner. you want me to join you. I had plans, but gladly don't mind having dinner with the family. But I still need to meet him. And I have to sacrifice that for what?
He wanted to give me surprise. Something I wanted for a while. A small thing. but i can't have it. Why?

How can I sit on that dining table and pretend it's festive? You can't either. then why bother? Because you win?
I can sit there and cut myself a thousand times and it won't be as painful as me having to leave him.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

another step...

first, it was the wedding that we attended together on sunday. it was our first wedding together. And though i rather not, ended up seated with my CM and drinks after.
But it was good. Finally you get to meet and hang out with my office life :)

but today's post is really for the high of today.
We chose a rental room together and got it! And i feel kinda warm and fuzzy about it.
Not that i'm going to be staying there or reaping the benefits of free parking (dammit!) or paying for it, but it was a nice couply thing.
I'm glad you asked me for my opinion.
I'm really happy you found a place that you feel really comfortable and happy with.
it was nice piece of good news to sum up the evening.


In my head now..
rose
friendly old man
drizzle
cool breezy night

Sunday, November 27, 2011

i act as if know what i'm doing, as if i'm not worried at all.

the truth is i'm just avoiding it. i don't think about it.
but when i do, i can't stop the tears.