Sunday, November 30, 2008

A dream, or a plan?

Yun sent me this link: http://www.colinandyenyen.com/wordpress/paved-with-good-intentions/
which I spent a good one hour plus reading, and digesting
(amidst checking facebook and catching up on world news)

and if you don't have that much time to read,
here's something I picked out from colin and yenyen.

"Consider these 2 stories. Which is closer to yours?

You wake up everyday and work from Monday to Friday, and often, Saturday too. If you finish work early, you and your partner go to your parents’ place for dinner and see your child for a few hours.

If you work late, you buy a packet of char kway teow from the hawker centre but eat it at home because it’s too warm to eat there. You’re not crazy about the job but you know that if you keep at it, you can afford a car in 3 years’ time, and in 5 years’ time, buy a condo close to the primary school you want to send your kid to. Your conversations with people are either for the purpose of networking, work, or for familial obligations you cannot avoid.

On weekends, you play golf with your friends at your country club or watch a movie with your partner. Once a year, you go on a ten day vacation to New York, London, or Paris, and when your children are big enough, Disneyland.


Alternatively, you wake up and you have no idea what is going to happen today, tomorrow, 6 months or a year later. Ironically, because of this uncertainty, all possibilities exist for you.

You can be the Prime Minister of Singapore, you can make a movie, you can cook a meal you have never cooked before, eat at a place you have never eaten before, you can color your hair red, you can skip instead of walk, you can volunteer at the school you have always wanted to volunteer at, you can write a book, or you can have a baby even though you don’t have a maid.

You have conversations with people who set your heart palpitating and your mind on fire. Your weekday is not so different from your weekend because everyday you are thinking, creating, and more important, imagining.


Most of us recognize the first story and its pursuit of the 5 Cs of “cash, condo, car, country club, credit card.”

It is the Plan, which imposes a conclusion on you, and you work in order to make all the pieces fit. A bus stop advertisement I saw recently said it best: “We spend all our youth chasing money, and when we attain it, we spend all our money chasing youth.”


A Dream, on the other hand, carries you on its wings to worlds that your heart and mind have never known."

Yun commented I had gotten out of the Singapore mould and am starting to live my dream.

Perhaps, to a certain extent.

I would have been perfectly satisfied going forward with the Singapore Plan.
Those were the stuff me and mr goh used to discuss.
It is an enviable plan if all pieces of the jigsaw fit.

But I had been greedy and I wanted more.
I didn't want to be kept in.
so I made the choice to move to Hong Kong. I want to see what other places have to offer me,
and how much further I can push myself

My new job allowed me to do more thinking,
we try to be creative and innovative.
I wake up every morning, knowing the stuff I have to get done,
and not knowing the other ad hoc stuff which needs to get done.
There is a wee bit of uncertainty and element of surprise.

I have conversations with people who make me think, and laugh,
and set my heart racing.

Perhaps I'm now transiting between the first scenario to the second.
I still think about the first scenario sometimes... it's such a comfort zone.

I also start to wonder
if I'm just making myself to believe that I'm pursuing my dreams;
when in fact, I'm still following the blueprint,
just in a different city, with different characters.

There is only so much people can plan,
but a lot more which we can dream about.
It's not easy to live your dream;
but we all try, at least.

Monday, November 24, 2008

sniff sniff

Winter is here again. It's funny how you'd wake up one morning and find that the weather's changed completely.

I like winter, other than the fact that it always makes me sick - sniff sniff.

Last year, i told mich that i'd want to remember this feeling for a long time - of the cool breeze on my face under the sun; of snuggling comfy in bed a little longer in the mornings; of not having to worry about bad hair days ... while thinking i'm ending my hk hiatus.

I had never thought things would take such a turn and i'm back here again.

the past two weeks have been busy, as usual.

I was a butterfly one night; and a pirate the next.






j's trailwalker 100km hike lasted 30 hours.


my helim balloon lost much of its helium after the long wait, and after all the whacking in the wind. I still cannot imagine why anyone is so passionate and enthusiastic about doing a 100km hike, or go for foot massages....



I prefer to go cycling (actually, more so rollerblading -

but I think the roads in HK is far too bumpy).

A good get away from work - which never seems to be ending, nor stops to pile.


our little weekend get away at ho chi minh city really took my mind off work.







My fav part of the trip has got to be crawling through the cu chi tunnel, and riding in the city, and of cos the food! I wish I know some basic Vietnamese though, it's always nice to chat up the locals. :)


my sneezing frenzy has just started again. better head to bed.

why am I always not in the best of health when you come visit, mich??

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

in love, in memory

Read this from somewhere and
thought it's really well written -
so i'm sharing it with you. :)

Life is an act of resistance
and of re-existence;
we live,
re-live.

But everything is held in our memory.

We are what we remember,
our memory is our nomadic home.

As the plants or the emigrant birds,
the memories have the strategy of the light.
They go forward,
like the rower who moves from behind to see better.

There is a pain similar to a toothache,
to the physical loss,
and it is to lose a memory that we love.

Those essential photos in the album of our life.

That’s why,
there is a kind of melancholy that does not catch,
but nourishes freedom.

In that melancholy
as foam on the waves,
our dreams arises.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

你不是真正的快乐

你不是真正的快乐



真的?

人群中 哭著
你只想變成透明的顏色
你再也不會夢
或痛
或心動了
你已經決定了
你已經決定了
靜靜 忍著
緊緊把昨天在拳心握著
而回憶越是甜
就是越傷人了
越是在 手心留下
密密麻麻 深深淺淺 的刀割
你不是真正的快樂
你的笑只是你穿的保護色
你決定不恨
也決定不愛
把你的靈魂關在永遠鎖上的軀殼
世界 笑了
於是妳合群的一起笑了
生存是規則
不是 你的選擇
於是妳 含著眼淚 飄飄盪盪 跌跌撞撞 的走著
你不是真正的快樂
你的笑只是你穿的保護色
你決定不恨
也決定不愛
把你的靈魂關在永遠鎖上的軀殼
你不是真正的快樂
你的傷從不肯完全的癒合
我站在你左側 卻像隔著銀河
難道就真的抱著遺憾一直到老了
然後才後悔著
你值得真正的快樂
你應該脫下你穿的保護色
為什麼失去了
還要被懲罰呢
能不能就讓 悲傷全部
結束在此刻
重新開始活著

Sunday, November 02, 2008

I am finally getting my life back.

:)

Halloween friday was a blast!

The Bledisloe cup was a blast!

Second round of halloween partying on sat night was a blast!

Getting 7 hours of sleep over 2 nights is crazy,

but I'm lovin' it!