Archive for November, 2008

As Christmas fast approaches, the notorious office or company party is getting into full swing. For some, it’s a time to enjoy a drink, a dance and a bit of networking. It’s also time to have fun, meet up with workmates and laugh the stress, chat and find out more about each other, sing and dance.

We had our Christmas party last Friday. There were a thousand of employees (no outsiders allowed) expected to join but only 300 something showed up. Nevertheless, the party was a real blast. With everyone smartly dressed up, it set the mood even more for an elegant party. Oh, being observed entering the hall was flattering too; I owe that to my pink dress;-) Despite the conventional ambiance, I and all the ladies at the party showed that we know how let our hair down. I had a good laugh with my colleagues and bosses, had a good time on the dance floor, and enjoyed taking photos as I was tasked with photographing. And good news, I didn’t get drunk!

I’ve behaved myself. I already embarrassed myself at the company party last year by gulping a half glass of white wine (47% volume). It was a stupid mistake though; I was profusely sweating after grooving and dancing along the band’s music that I got terribly thirsty. And so I drank the ‘what I thought water’. The next thing I knew, I was barfing and passed out (a grim scenario). Whatta hangover the following day! Stayed in bed the weekend. Going back to work on Monday was easy though because I always clutch the party motto that goes “what happens at the company Christmas party, stays at the Christmas party.” That’s what I thought… I became the center of tease but I kept my cool. I simply explained that it was a cracked mistake and I didn’t plan to get intoxicated that early, period.

Unlike last year, the company party of this year was a trim. I just had two slugs of Bailey and wine. I attempted to drink more but being with my clique was a grace. We actually made pact not to get drunk. And what about the empty tequila glasses?

Stay cool, no heavy alcohol, have a ball!

Stay cool, no heavy alcohol, have a ball!

We just put the ball decors into the glasses and artistically and with etiquette, I formed a hearty- kitty design out of sweet cherry sauce using a bread and butter knife.

cherry saucy- hearty kitty

cherry saucy- hearty kitty

While the others were busy chatting and having glugs of spirits, my circle was busy amusing ourselves.



By 9pm the big boss introduced the live band and those who had itchy feet started bopping on the dance floor. With my two cameras (one in hand and one on the shoulder), I spent most of my time filming and capturing the moments of partakers. By 10pm almost everyone was out of their heads. I had three bops and left. “Know when it’s time to leave. The longer you are there, the better chance you have to foul up.”

I went home sober 🙂

Have a ball at your Christmas party, everyone!


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You receive a letter and you find out that you passed the exam. But the result is not really satisfying. You blame yourself because you didn’t do your best or you might probably have done your best but you didn’t really put so much effort into getting the aimed or say your ‘wished’ score before the exam. Knocking your head once again.


Welcome, Disappointment! You just add salt to my life to make it more appetizing 🙂

The feeling is so excruciating, arrrgggghhh. Well, you can sit in a room blowing up black balloons while others don’t even care or know what’s going on with you, or you can get off your butt and start the step by step process of getting over it and moving on.

Okay, you get to wallow – for a short while. You get to be down for about a week or days. It stings but the feeling of disappointment shall pass.

Values that can be learned from this disappointment? You learn what doesn’t work and take it as an opportunity to try a new approach. And remember, ‘no expectations, no disappointments’.

By the way, the test isn’t over yet. Do something about it, will yah?

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As a Friend…

"One of the hardest things to do in life is to listen without intent to reply."

One of the hardest things to do in life is to listen without intent to reply.

When friends need your guidance and when they are in the midst of making a decision, and they need to have a sanity check with you, make time for them.

Be prepared for long conversations that don’t go anywhere but around in circles. As a friend, you need to be a good listener and a good cheerleader — just like they have been for you in the past. Stay patient and positive. You can help them just by being yourself and being there for them.

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Year 2006, I was offered an administrative job in Dubai. The employer elaborated that the supervisory position had tough demands as I’d be tasked with overseeing one or more employees and traveling just to attend meetings. But before they could fill me in, the employer entailed that I should study the Arabic language first. To make this short, I didn’t pursue the job, despite the high starting salary. No regrets though.

Anyway, the topic here is not about the job. It’s about the ATLANTIS resort on the Palm Jumeirah island in Dubai. If I went in for the job, I could have witnessed the breath- taking opening of this five star hotel. The resort was completed on the 21st of September 2008.

The Atlantis Resort on Palm Jumeirah, Dubai UAE

The Atlantis Resort on Palm Jumeirah, Dubai UAE

Each of the 1,539 guestrooms and suites in the Royal Towers feature private balconies and views over the Gulf or The Palm Jumeirah. The $1.5 billion Atlantis Hotel costs $25,000 a night and boasts suites that feature floor-to-ceiling views of Dubai. For more info, visit the official site: ATLANTIS, The Palm.

Water adventures, salt and fresh water attractions and an open-air marine habitat are the focal point of the resort for both guests and visitors.

Some of the VIP guests who attended the event include Oprah Winfrey, Janet Jackson, Charlize Theron, Sir Richard Branson, Mischa Barton and Lindsey Lohan. Kylie Minogue has also performed her debut concert. The event included a light display that was illuminated onto the hotel and a total of 100,000 fireworks, around 7 times the amount that were used for the opening ceremony of the 2008 Beijing Olympics, which only lasted around 15 minutes.

The video below is the incredible footage of grand opening of the Atlantis hotel in Dubai. It shows the entire Palm Jumeirah lit up by fireworks at the climax of the evening.

Someday, in God’s will, I hope to experience the five star ambiance of the ATLANTIS hotel-resort and take a boat around the Palm Jumeirah.

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Year 2005, CHINA

Dear Diary,

After raising a baby girl, I got myself a baby boy again. This time it’s tougher because he’s really tiny, fragile one. I really dunno how to shut his mouth whenever I hear him cry sounding like he’s gonna die! And since I don’t want to be disfigured, I have to bottle-feed him. He’s only 3 week old. I’m the only one who’s looking after them. I always murmur that I’m already overloaded by work and here I am, trying to nurse another one. The grown up isn’t even cooperative; she’s green- eyed whenever she sees me cuddling this tiny one. She hisses like a snake every time I let the baby sleep with her.

The first time I brought the baby boy home and laid him on her crib, she was so mad! Distracted, she stepped out, never got inside the flat, she was moping to the max. And I could hardly imagine how she managed her self-declared “hunger- strike”. She missed her meals for two days. I even had to carry her to her own crib but still she strayed; she saw the little one being laid on her bed and she hated it!

It took me time to pacify the two. “Baby girl, please don’t get ratty; you’re still my baby. You have to accept that you’ve got a brother now. You’re gonna enjoy his company, I promise.” These lines I usually uttered to her. She listened (“,)

Now, they’re playmates!

I’m still learning the rope to motherhood. I tried to give the best for the first one and I’m taking on the nanny and maid chores at the moment to the little one. I wished I had my Brad Pitt who could adopt these poor earthlings (wahahahaha! Angelina Jolie’s BP). Wellas, with or without a BP, I can manage to be a single mother to my two babies, my purry kitcats- Molly and Toby.

Used to be my babies, Molly and Toby (2005, CHINA)

Used to be my babies, Molly and Toby (2005, CHINA)

I’ve been keeping this diary or journal to remind me about my kitties I had with me when I was living in China. Since I had to leave to follow another lane of life, I asked a friend to adopt these two cats of mine. While I was on my way to the adopter’s place, the kitties kept on meowing; I could hear their cries, especially Toby’s. I knew he was begging me not to leave them. He kept clawing me and meowing ‘Please don’t give us away.’ This scenario was like eating my own heart. I know they are just pets but they became a part of me, an extension of my personality and soul. They put smile on my face and warmth in my heart. How have they been now? I wonder…

Once again, I bid FAREWELL to Molly and Toby and to my childhood sweetcats. Let me roll out the red carpet for my new paw- claw full, furry kitten. You’ll know more about him anon.

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Lately I’ve been feeling a bit different due to some obscure thoughts. The feeling of helplessness made me feel like I’m struggling to get out of the quicksand. I asked myself, ‘Why am I feeling this way?’ It’s because I’m brimming with goals and dreams. My expectations towards myself are just too high that I get disappointed when I don’t get things my way.

There’s also this voice that keeps scolding me and echoing within me, ‘Yeah, you have your goals, but are you helping yourself to bring them to fruition?’ This self- conversation didn’t stop until I took in the fact that I’m not really doing my best to actualize my goals. I seem and sound to be wise when I write or talk about ‘Ways to Fulfill Your Goals’ but didn’t I realize I was actually talking about myself?

I’ve got to try to take some time to determine what my true goals and priorities really are. Then I have to be ready to give them everything I’ve got. I just need to remind myself to keep my goals very clear and never let myself be deterred by any opposition right now. I’ve been licking the lollipop of mediocrity for too long and it is no longer excellent to my taste bud or to my eyes. Enough is enough. It’s time for me to fuel up.

Mediocrity sucks

Mediocrity sucks

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I’ve known Silke for almost two years; she was my classmate and seat mate in a language course last year. While we were chatting one day in our class, I told her she looked like Phoebe (the fictional character of Lisa Kudrow from F.R.I.E.N.D.S.) ‘How many times have I heard that before’ she replied. She has actually a strong physical resemblance to Phoebe in some angles. She’s tall, she’s blondine and she smiles like Phoebe.

In spite of the cultural differences, Silke and I became friends. Even when she has already moved back to Germany, she never gets tired of keeping in touch with me. Until one day, I went for the idea of visiting her. And we did see each other again.

One night, when we were having a tea break, I gagged and called her Phoebe. Her boyfriend nodded at me gesturing, ‘go on, pull her leg’. The tease didn’t bother Silke at all. ‘You know what? I even took the F.R.I.E.N.D.S. personality quiz (Which F.R.I.E.N.D.S character are you most like?)’ she added. And the result? Phoebe’s personality matched hers. We burst into uncontrollable laughter while listening to her add on stories. Phoebe and Silke both play the guitar, too. Being a jester, I even made fun of her peculiar guitar skill and always kidded her by singing Phoebe’s favorite song or shall I rather call it a chant: Smelly Cat, Smelly Cat…


As you may or may not know, Phoebe’s somewhat dubious musical skills were a popular source of entertainment. Her stunning array of songs include “Bisexuals”, “Sue, Sue, Suicide”, “Sticky Shoes”, “Ode to a Pubic Hair (Little Black Curly Hair)”, and most famously “Smelly Cat”, which became both a jingle for a kitty litter commercial (not sung by her) and a serious commercial release (also not her singing).

Unlike Phoebe, Silke (the Phoebe of Germany) is not a popular celebrity, but as to my own perception, she and Phoebe are equally hilarious, smart and eccentrically quirky. Phoebe- from F.R.I.E.N.D.S.; Silke- one of my sweetest friends :-).

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