12.52pm 29 June 2006 Thursday
Proof of how bored I am now - I read Xiaxue's blog AND the Star Blog.
Seems like more people are trying to capitalise on the whole blogging business in SG and another blogging portal is born. It's pretty funny to read prose from a "professional" who can't even spell Porsche, and even funnier when you read her entries in contrast to others'.
Maybe someone should tell her Angmoh doesn't mean nuts. It doesn't mean that the Brits can spell any better than us, or the average American has more technially accurate speech than us. Besides, visiting a few countries does not make you a globetrotter, nor an expert on those cultures.
Gah! Now that I've seen what a lousy flake she is, those silly bimbotic posts no longer seem funny...
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
It's my life
12.20pm 28 June 2006 Wednesday
So it's now common knowledge that H is leaving next Wednesday and the most common question I've been asked is, "So what will you do now?". After telling everyone the cookie cutter answer repeatedly, I've come to ask myself the same question - What will I do now?
Call me myopic, call me an ostrich, call me whatever you want. I know for sure that marriage is out of the question for now, and as far as I'm concerned, I've no interest in breeding kids. Right now, all I want is a carefree life where I don't have to worry about visa issues nor downpayments. It's lovely to be part of a whole but not when people seem to expect something drastic like an engagement or a marriage. It's a normal relationship, for goodness sakes. I'm not concerned that H is divorced, that he has two kids, or that he's 37. Those are just things that are part of him, just like how Ah Beng has six fingers and Ah Seng has an amputated knee.
If Ah Lian and Ah Huay who are in the relationship with Ah Beng and Ah Seng can accept those traits, then good for them. But it seems to me like the rest of the world is really concerned about knowing how committed or how serious Ah Lian and Ah Huay are, just because the person they are dating is different from others.
So I just want to get it off my chest once and for all - this is no different from any other relationship I've had. I love him therefore I'll miss him when he's gone. We'll find every single website that offers web-SMS to SMS constantly. We'll be the first to know what changes MSN or Skype has made because we're using it so frequently. We'll be scrimping and saving every cent to meet each other as often as we can. We'll look for places in the world that can accomodate a German software engineer and a Singaporean dietitian.
But I'm not going to give up my career to be with him. He's not going to lose his pension just to accept a low paying job to be with me. I'm not even considering marriage until I finish my internship, have a few years of job experience under my belt and we're both in a country and position we want to be.
Whether or not we even have the same ideals, is still yet to be seen. I'm a traditional Asian who wants to have a big nest-egg by the time I retire. I believe in home ownership. I believe in having no (credit card) debts, even if I get a lower credit rating. I hate having overdrafts like an irresponsible college student. I hate a lifestyle that stretches my paycheck, even if I enjoy it right now.
So there. It's my life and I love to share it with you, but sometimes people ask so many questions and put so much strain, that I forget that this is a normal relationship...
So it's now common knowledge that H is leaving next Wednesday and the most common question I've been asked is, "So what will you do now?". After telling everyone the cookie cutter answer repeatedly, I've come to ask myself the same question - What will I do now?
Call me myopic, call me an ostrich, call me whatever you want. I know for sure that marriage is out of the question for now, and as far as I'm concerned, I've no interest in breeding kids. Right now, all I want is a carefree life where I don't have to worry about visa issues nor downpayments. It's lovely to be part of a whole but not when people seem to expect something drastic like an engagement or a marriage. It's a normal relationship, for goodness sakes. I'm not concerned that H is divorced, that he has two kids, or that he's 37. Those are just things that are part of him, just like how Ah Beng has six fingers and Ah Seng has an amputated knee.
If Ah Lian and Ah Huay who are in the relationship with Ah Beng and Ah Seng can accept those traits, then good for them. But it seems to me like the rest of the world is really concerned about knowing how committed or how serious Ah Lian and Ah Huay are, just because the person they are dating is different from others.
So I just want to get it off my chest once and for all - this is no different from any other relationship I've had. I love him therefore I'll miss him when he's gone. We'll find every single website that offers web-SMS to SMS constantly. We'll be the first to know what changes MSN or Skype has made because we're using it so frequently. We'll be scrimping and saving every cent to meet each other as often as we can. We'll look for places in the world that can accomodate a German software engineer and a Singaporean dietitian.
But I'm not going to give up my career to be with him. He's not going to lose his pension just to accept a low paying job to be with me. I'm not even considering marriage until I finish my internship, have a few years of job experience under my belt and we're both in a country and position we want to be.
Whether or not we even have the same ideals, is still yet to be seen. I'm a traditional Asian who wants to have a big nest-egg by the time I retire. I believe in home ownership. I believe in having no (credit card) debts, even if I get a lower credit rating. I hate having overdrafts like an irresponsible college student. I hate a lifestyle that stretches my paycheck, even if I enjoy it right now.
So there. It's my life and I love to share it with you, but sometimes people ask so many questions and put so much strain, that I forget that this is a normal relationship...
Friday, June 09, 2006
Internship finalists
2.09pm 9 June 2006 Friday
Have looked through the whole list of places available for internship next year and settled for 5 options:
In order of preference -
1. Jacksonville
2. Harper University Hospital
3. Houston
4. Reno
5. Central Michigan
Should print out and start filling them out..
Have looked through the whole list of places available for internship next year and settled for 5 options:
In order of preference -
1. Jacksonville
2. Harper University Hospital
3. Houston
4. Reno
5. Central Michigan
Should print out and start filling them out..
Home Sweet Home
12.08pm 8 June 2006 Thursday
Excuse #1 for not blogging: My SG home had no internet.
#2: I was too busy stuffing my face with food to write anything.
But now that we've been back for almost a week, there is no excuse not to write a little something in this sadly neglected blog. The trip home was fun because we got to go around eating good and cheap food, sometimes with friends to share the calories and sometimes only the two of us to struggle with the huge amounts I order. We spent at least 10% of our time playing badminton or buying racquets, and a big chunk of the rest in Bangkok.
Bangkok was a fruitful trip of shopping and play. We attended a cooking class in our instructor's house; each carried a bamboo basket to the market while learning the different ingredient featured in Thai cooking; and cooked a fantastically simple but yummy meal. Most of my summer wear now is something new bought from Bangkok - clothes there are plentiful and cheap! Of course we drank Thai coffee/ tea almost every day, ate the obligatory pad Thai and stared at weird angmoh-Thai couples who were.. not couples.
Near the end of our home trip, we also went to Angsana Bintan with my mum and aunt, which was much more fun than I expected. We arrived early enough to be able to go out on a small catamaran for an hour, but I had cold feet whenever we went a little further because there were big storm clouds looming over the sea. Sure enough, when our spa treatment began, the heavens began pouring... Imagine having an outdoor spa treatment in a nice cosy pavilion with those natural elements having a field day outside! H and I each had a fruit scrub, followed by a long massage and a bath in an outdoor shower. An exceptional experience for the both of us swakoos.
And now we're back to good ol' Tucson with its dry heat and my cracked skin. There's something to be said about coming home to our quiet little house, because it's a feeling that's actually better than going back to my house in SG. Now, if only we can transplant our house into an equally nice location in SG, I'd be contented.
Oh, and holidays do you a world of good. At least two people have complimented my bright and white smile since I've returned, asking me why I'm so happy. Actually it's a by-product of the blissful afterglow of a relaxing holiday when none of the troubles have really set in. Give me another two months and I doubt I'd be able to smile so cheerily again.
Excuse #1 for not blogging: My SG home had no internet.
#2: I was too busy stuffing my face with food to write anything.
But now that we've been back for almost a week, there is no excuse not to write a little something in this sadly neglected blog. The trip home was fun because we got to go around eating good and cheap food, sometimes with friends to share the calories and sometimes only the two of us to struggle with the huge amounts I order. We spent at least 10% of our time playing badminton or buying racquets, and a big chunk of the rest in Bangkok.
Bangkok was a fruitful trip of shopping and play. We attended a cooking class in our instructor's house; each carried a bamboo basket to the market while learning the different ingredient featured in Thai cooking; and cooked a fantastically simple but yummy meal. Most of my summer wear now is something new bought from Bangkok - clothes there are plentiful and cheap! Of course we drank Thai coffee/ tea almost every day, ate the obligatory pad Thai and stared at weird angmoh-Thai couples who were.. not couples.
Near the end of our home trip, we also went to Angsana Bintan with my mum and aunt, which was much more fun than I expected. We arrived early enough to be able to go out on a small catamaran for an hour, but I had cold feet whenever we went a little further because there were big storm clouds looming over the sea. Sure enough, when our spa treatment began, the heavens began pouring... Imagine having an outdoor spa treatment in a nice cosy pavilion with those natural elements having a field day outside! H and I each had a fruit scrub, followed by a long massage and a bath in an outdoor shower. An exceptional experience for the both of us swakoos.
And now we're back to good ol' Tucson with its dry heat and my cracked skin. There's something to be said about coming home to our quiet little house, because it's a feeling that's actually better than going back to my house in SG. Now, if only we can transplant our house into an equally nice location in SG, I'd be contented.
Oh, and holidays do you a world of good. At least two people have complimented my bright and white smile since I've returned, asking me why I'm so happy. Actually it's a by-product of the blissful afterglow of a relaxing holiday when none of the troubles have really set in. Give me another two months and I doubt I'd be able to smile so cheerily again.
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