The week is finally over and Daddy is coming home soon!!! Thank god the week flew by faster than expected.
Meanwhile, Mummy is back at my parents' place for the weekend. Everything is pretty much the same... the room, the bed and the feel of lying in my old bed.
Oh yes... the employment agent called yesterday. Need to go back to Kraft on Monday for a final round of interview with their chief counsel for the Asia-Pacific region before they can give me a firm offer. Seems like I have secured the job (yeah!!!)... hopefully there won't be any major bloopers to kill my chances at this final lap. Hasn't been easy having to go through 5 rounds of interview and each lasting at least an hour. Fingers and toes crossed.
Saturday 25 September 2004
Monday 20 September 2004
Let's Hit the Road!!!
Bon Voyage to Daddy!!! He is leaving for Los Angeles later this afternoon for a conference... and will be back one week later.
Will be missing him... as well as those days when I have someone to drive me to work. It has been a while since I drive on my own (actually not that many occasions either). Guess that I am too used to having an additional pair of eyes looking out for me... but this is a good time to sharpen my driving skills. Hopefully fellow road users will forgive me for being a hazard to them.
Will be missing him... as well as those days when I have someone to drive me to work. It has been a while since I drive on my own (actually not that many occasions either). Guess that I am too used to having an additional pair of eyes looking out for me... but this is a good time to sharpen my driving skills. Hopefully fellow road users will forgive me for being a hazard to them.
Friday 17 September 2004
Please Stop Judging Me
Just learned from Diana yesterday that Jonathan said behind my back that I married your Daddy because of money. Not just me, Chelsea was accused for choosing Tony because he owns a car. We know better than him... he is not in the position to (in)"justify" the choices we make.
No word is enough to describe the degree of my disgust I have with Jonathan... his tendency to assume has never sicken me so badly. I earn my own keeping, I support my own family with my own monthly salary, I pay for most of my own purchases... can someone give me back the due justice that has been robbed away from me?
Nonetheless I am somehow not too surprised that this is coming from him.
I was reminded of a passing remark passed by a colleague at me not too long ago when I told him I wasn't keen in taking up a corporate line even though it was much cheaper (because mine was already under Daddy's corporate line)...
I tried to brush the comment far away by not replying and not keeping it to heart... but it definitely wasn't something which I appreciated from someone who doesn't even have the slightest clue.
We have an average income like most young couples, we don't dine at posh restaurants except for special occasions when we want to have something different... and would even go for places having promotions and discounts, we don't splurge on state-of-the-art equipments, we don't buy branded clothes or accessories, we do our sums carefully. I can't help but wonder if they got the wrong person when making such remarks.
If the rich marries the rich, the rich is deemed as snobbish... but if the poor marries the rich, the poor is hankering after the wealth. If the rich spends on a big ticket item, the rich is splurging unnecessary and taking things for granted... but if the rich is careful in spending, the rich is stingy.
Assumptions and speculations will never run dry... someone will bound to have something to say. Why are people so quick to judge? Or are they simply enjoying stereotyping so much?
No word is enough to describe the degree of my disgust I have with Jonathan... his tendency to assume has never sicken me so badly. I earn my own keeping, I support my own family with my own monthly salary, I pay for most of my own purchases... can someone give me back the due justice that has been robbed away from me?
Nonetheless I am somehow not too surprised that this is coming from him.
I was reminded of a passing remark passed by a colleague at me not too long ago when I told him I wasn't keen in taking up a corporate line even though it was much cheaper (because mine was already under Daddy's corporate line)...
"I know you very rich lah"
I tried to brush the comment far away by not replying and not keeping it to heart... but it definitely wasn't something which I appreciated from someone who doesn't even have the slightest clue.
We have an average income like most young couples, we don't dine at posh restaurants except for special occasions when we want to have something different... and would even go for places having promotions and discounts, we don't splurge on state-of-the-art equipments, we don't buy branded clothes or accessories, we do our sums carefully. I can't help but wonder if they got the wrong person when making such remarks.
If the rich marries the rich, the rich is deemed as snobbish... but if the poor marries the rich, the poor is hankering after the wealth. If the rich spends on a big ticket item, the rich is splurging unnecessary and taking things for granted... but if the rich is careful in spending, the rich is stingy.
Assumptions and speculations will never run dry... someone will bound to have something to say. Why are people so quick to judge? Or are they simply enjoying stereotyping so much?
Tuesday 14 September 2004
I Wish You Well
Mummy's grandpa passed away in the late afternoon on 9 September 2004. I wouldn't use the word "peacefully" because I have doubts that he had been feeling happy and contented for the last 2 years. I felt sad not because he is no longer with us but because I wished he could have had a happier life.
After all the usual rituals... I question the need for it. It wouldn't make the deceased feel better... only for those who remained behind to have a peace of mind. Treat the person well while he or she is still around... anything done after the person is gone is only a big wayang show.
Every ending bodes a new beginning, but after a person passes away... will there be a new beginning for him or her? Nonetheless, my last words to my grandpa was to wish him a happier life... if there really is a next life.
After all the usual rituals... I question the need for it. It wouldn't make the deceased feel better... only for those who remained behind to have a peace of mind. Treat the person well while he or she is still around... anything done after the person is gone is only a big wayang show.
Every ending bodes a new beginning, but after a person passes away... will there be a new beginning for him or her? Nonetheless, my last words to my grandpa was to wish him a happier life... if there really is a next life.
Tuesday 7 September 2004
The Reason to Carry On
After an extremely busy week... the power, gas and water are running at our new apartment, and the lights are finally up too. Next on the list is to actually secure a tenant.
Mummy's Grandpa has been discharged from the hospital earlier today. Actually it was to everyone's surprise that he had a speedy recovery. But we are glad that he pulled it through. However he is back to his old self... doesn't utter a word, keeps to himself and looking depress. The people around can only do what they can to make that person feel better... but at the end of the day the person must find the will to carry on, the need to feel happy.
Maybe it is easier for a younger person to recover from a bitter episode because he or she knows that there are many more things to look forward to, many more things to be taken care of, many more opportunities to right a wrong... but for a person who has lived a full life, he or she has nothing more to look forward to, nothing else that needs to be taken care of and not many opportunities left to right a wrong... and that is when one will lose the meaning of life. This may sound a little morbid... but perhaps all we need is not to have everything which we desire for, just so that we will continue to have a reason to continue living.
Mummy's Grandpa has been discharged from the hospital earlier today. Actually it was to everyone's surprise that he had a speedy recovery. But we are glad that he pulled it through. However he is back to his old self... doesn't utter a word, keeps to himself and looking depress. The people around can only do what they can to make that person feel better... but at the end of the day the person must find the will to carry on, the need to feel happy.
Maybe it is easier for a younger person to recover from a bitter episode because he or she knows that there are many more things to look forward to, many more things to be taken care of, many more opportunities to right a wrong... but for a person who has lived a full life, he or she has nothing more to look forward to, nothing else that needs to be taken care of and not many opportunities left to right a wrong... and that is when one will lose the meaning of life. This may sound a little morbid... but perhaps all we need is not to have everything which we desire for, just so that we will continue to have a reason to continue living.
Thursday 2 September 2004
Yipeee!!!
Congratulations to Daddy for getting his well-deserved promotion to project manager yesterday!!!!
However... it is only a promotion in name, because other than being given a parking lot there is not much changes... especially to his pay packet. Anyway... better than nothing I guess.
However... it is only a promotion in name, because other than being given a parking lot there is not much changes... especially to his pay packet. Anyway... better than nothing I guess.
