StarCom Chief was out to prove his company...I mean his singing talent. And he's one TALENT

My Neighbour, her apartment and the things in her apartment

Me the anger management bear

The ShellShockers

They are oblivious to our presence

We often eat right before their eyes

HER

U are a LOSER if you don't turn up at her hangout she's turning up that day.

Its YOUR fault that u can't make it when she called you to hang out at her hangout, at the last minute.

U are such a PAIN when you do not like the present she gave you which you know its something she has worn but pretended she had bought it especially for you, brand new.

U are the one in ass mood when all you did was to say gently, "I can't make it such last minute...u should have told me earlier..."

U are termed as being bad with kids as you don't like them as she doesn't like them. Does she know my six nieces and nephews ADORE me and I ADORE them. How about those lovely kids I meet at...

Your life should not be in Beijing but elsewhere as she likes it elsewhere.

I am always the grouchy one. I am always the loser. I am always .... So she thinks. If only she spends time to know herself better. She would in turn know her friends better

HIM

His has to be the Best...no one else can be better.

His parties are the best. His liquor collection is the best. When I told him I am going to a bigger, better party with more and deadier alcohol....He needs to see it for himself. How can it be he thinks?

I said, I think X is a great singer. He scoffed and said, "Please, I have heard better singer. My friend Y has a great voice...".

I teased, "U have me to thank for knowing Z." He exclaimed, "Please, we knew each other better only when we met at ....".

I shared my frustrations with him. A couple of days later he said, "U gossiped alot, don't you?".

Wait till he hears THE gossip in town.

Change of LOCK...if only its as easy as Change of HEART

Saturday Nite. Came home 'HIGH'. Stumbled into bed.

Sunday Morning. Scrambled out of bed. Ready to go Church. Key was no where to be found. Searched HIGH and low.

On the way to Church. Kept thinking of the unlocked apartment. DeToured.

Pretended to be HIGH and visualised where I would throw the keys to. Checked those spots but nope, key was not there.

Checked the pockets of ALL my jeans, trousers, jackets....u name it, I can't find it.

Declaration - I must have left the key at the door the nite before. Oops. Dangerous.

Action - Asked condo management to change lock immediately. Lock changed. Hmm...Have to duplicate keys....very troublesome. Nonetheless I am mobile again! Time to go out...

Slipped hand into handbag. Felt something hard. Out came the missing key!

Action2 - Called up condo management. Lamented that new lock is not working well. Can we change to yet another?

I have my old lock back. No need to duplicate keys. TIME TO GO OUT!!!

'Jane' of all trades, Master of None

Thats moi. Oui, oui, c'est moi. The 'title' is mine.

Do you know I have taken up the following courses/hobbies along the way?

• Music Lessons at Yamaha (That started it!)
• Batik Painting
• Chinese Calligraphy
• Photography
• Pottery
• Taewondo
• Salsa and Merangue Classes
• Tango Classes
• Chinese Lessons (and I m not talking about what we did in school...I went all the way to Beijing Cultural and Language University for a summer course. Donz pray pray)
• Thai Lessons
• Japanese Lessons
• French Lessons (all the way to France too. Poohhahahahha)
• Phonetics classes (Is it PoTAto or PotaTO?)
• TELF (yes, I have the cert to teach English...and I went all the way to Prague for that. Pivo anyone?)

But they remained lessons that I took.....

I'm waiting for the next available course to take up...

My fav corner part 1 

My fav corner part 2 

My fav corner part 3 

An innocent lychee martini nite out...so it seems. At least that was how it started. 

The Sluts... 

...and The Kok Sisters 

Stuff IT in..STUFF it IN 

Suck it up baby. Suck it ALL UP 

OHHHHH 

Come come open your mouth...round round soft soft right? 

Its NOT what u think 

I swallow...like Zoe 

Da Da....virgin swim for a guy 

It ain't no easy task putting on a wetsuit for this man 

Ok big boy...almost there 

One for the camera 

Over to you... 

OK...all ready 

Is this IT? 

In "Like" with Someone

Its been such a long time. What do you do when you find yourself liking someone? Someone you meet once in a while. Someone who knows you exist but yet both of you are just acquaintances.

At times like this, I wish I were a guy. A guy could just call up the girl and you know the rest of the story. Yes, I can do the same. But it would be different.

This is once again a quiet and deep guy. Doesn’t seem an easy person to be with but I am curious about him. I am interested to know all about him.

It’s been a long time. I no longer remember how it feels to be in ‘like’ again. Maybe I will live in solitude for the rest of my life. Seems to be heading that way. Everyone thinks so. I think so. He probably thinks so too...about himself that is.

Generation before X, Y & Z.

Television Production N Moi

It’s been such a long time since I last talked about it. In fact, many of my friends don’t know this part of me or this past in me. Last nite someone asked, “Would you go back to TV again?” and it started me thinking, “Would I?”.

Maybe it has never left me? My life. Hasn’t it been a slow melodrama? If I have to ‘produce’ my life story, it would be similar to the Korean drama serials. And I am not referring to the last episode which starred a Korean man. How much heartache can one take? A lot it seems. For my drama serial that is.

To the question of, “Why do you leave TV when you seem to like it so much?”. Precisely, I felt TV because I love it too much. I can’t bear to see myself aged with the job. I can’t see myself stagnate with the job. I can’t see myself retiring over the job. I had to leave it when I still love it. Another Korean drama serial in the making?

Venue to DIE

I was at PARTYWORLD (Beijing’s famous Karaoke Lounge) the other night and whilst everyone was busy singing, it dawned on me that a Karaoke Lounge would be the ideal place for Chew, my Best Friend in Beijing (and some say Hefei) to spend his last moments in. See, Chew enjoys karaoke. Now, what better way to die than to be with your dear friends and singing (and dancing and background singing and laughing and …) your fav songs?!

I had to sms him the brilliant idea the every moment the idea came to me, morbid it may sound.

I think he was not against the idea.

Books, Reading & Writing

They were so much part of my life. But because of them, I was living in solitude a great part of my life. The deep and sometimes dark thoughts were a result of them.

Without them, I am one of the masses. No different from any other human being. But I am happier. No deep, dark thoughts. Just simple or maybe shallow thoughts.

To read or not to read?
To write or not to write?
To have deep thoughts or not think at all?

Solitude

Was at Bookworm Café in the afternoon of the last day of 2006 in sub-zero and snowy Beijing. It was great to be surrounded by Books once again. And in a rather “Western’ setting too…for a Chinese city that is. Sipping white wine and eating smoked salmon. I felt ‘myself’ once again. The solitude that was so much part of me, of my adult life….I felt it once again, I indulged in it once again. It made me feel like and want to go back to Paris once more. It’s been 10 years. Who can forget Summer 1996. Annecy, Provence, Paris, St Germain, the Lavender, the Wine, the men…

What happened to me in the last 10 years? I forgot myself. I went a different way. A way that I was not supposed to go.

Maybe, just maybe…I will find my way back again.