handing over documents

i gave away sapphie's bowls yesterday. and i also handled over the maid's passports, the hdb letter, and all the needed documents to effect the hand over of my parents house to my brother yesterday. after going through what i went through last week, i told myself i will simply leave it with the maid and not enter the house nor talk to my sis-in-law. i did not text my sis-in-law this time round as i wanted to just drop the documents and leave. i had rehearsed and visualised in my mind what  would happen and i would say when i arrive - knock on the door, someone opens the door, children runs to greet me, pass the things to the maid (or whoever opens the door), say hello to the kids and explain that i am busy, and quickly excuse myself. and with this rehearsed in my mind, i arrived the block.

i drove into the car park, parked my car and walked towards the lift. as i walked, i recalled what happened the week before and started to feel a little uneasy and unwelcomed. i arrived at the lift landing and pressed the button. next thing i knew, the adjacent lift door opened. and guessed what, my sis-in-law was in the lift. she had just returned from outside and was about to take the lift up when i called for the lift. she looked surprised. she stood there, dumbfounded for that split moment before uttering "大哥" or "big brother". i didn't allow her time to proceed for i quickly push all the documents i was holding in my hand at her and told her to hand them to my brother. these are the documents needed for him to take over the house. and this is the maid's passport, i said.

by this time, she had recovered from her momentary surprise and asked if i wanted to head up to the house, your brother's not at home, she said. you know, it is weird how you get invited to the house only when someone is not around. i declined and simply tell her i needed to rush to attend a funeral (don't ask me how this excuse came, but it just came out). i didn't give her the chance to respond and simply walked away. i did not want to prolong the awkwardness of the moment.

sapphie's post-life matters

i am glad i have more or less closed sapphie's post-life issues since she left slightly more than a month ago. time flies right?

i had brought home her death certificate, dog food, leash and 2 bowls (food bowl and water bowl) from my brother's place last weekend. i threw away the bag of dog food instead of donating it. she was on hypoallergenic clinic-prescribed diet and i didn't think it was right to give away to "just any person/ dog". as for her bowls and leash, i texted james and asked if he would like to keep an item or two for remembrance. after 2 days, he replied he did not want to, and that her photos were good enough for him. with his input, i texted a friend whom i knew had been closely involved with taking care of strays, volunteering at the spca, etc. "would you be keen to take over my late-dog's bowls?" i reckoned it would be more meaningful to put the bowls to good use rather than keeping it. throwing it away was a non-option for me. there were too much memories and sentimental values for me. my friend agreed to take it and that i told him i'll pass it to him over the weekend. 

when he gave me his work place address, i almost wanted to retract my offer. that was the same dog boarding house/ pet farm that i had left sapphie before i visited perth in 2009. that was the first time i literally witnessed sapphie cried. i felt really terrible seeing her being led into a cold-looking cement enclosure and locked up in a metal gate. looking at how she was housed similar to all there other stray dogs was damned heartbreaking. i could not imagine how she could be treated just like any other dog (i am not sure if you can understand what i mean here). to me, she was more than that, she was family. following that experience, i vowed never to leave her in any boarding house anymore. ok, back to last saturday. after i heard him mention the name of the pet farm, i sat there stunt for a moment. but in the end i decided to still pass the bowls to him. an offer made was an offer to be honoured. and i reconciled that my reaction to that 2009 experience was a little too personal.

anyway, i passed the bowls to him yesterday. the drive to the dog boarding house was one of the worst drive in recent memory. my heart was really very heavy as i drove. i felt really emotional when i finally left the bowls at the dog boarding house. admittedly, i wanted to text my friend to never throw the bowl away and to take good care of them. but objectively, i reminded myself that once given away, i should not attach myself to it. what my friend do with it would be for him to decide. and all things being equal, i believe the bowls will be put to good use. and this was what's most important. and so, i am now left with 3 items - the reindeer horns that i bought for her in 2004, her leash and her documentations - inoculation certificates, dog certificates, death certificate... and of cos, her ashes. think i'll keep all these. for now.

for remembrance.

树倒猴子散 "when the tree topples, the monkeys disperse"

taking a huge step back and as i reflected on what had happened recently, i realised that slowly, people in my generation are coming to terms with the stark reality that we are the new "senior" generation. and from another perspective, as what edwin had put it, new orphans. you see, over the course of last few years, quite a few members from my parent's generation passed away. just last year alone, i lost my mum, and an uncle each from both my paternal and maternal side. for that matter, i had also lost a few of my cousins (and godsis-in-law).

lately, a couple of my cousins, whom i had hardly kept in contact all these years, started texting me. in the infrequent short communications (mostly via text messages), they shared things like "i am at peace, my conscience are clear, i have done what i needed to do, my children have grown up and they can support themselves, if my time is up, i will be able to go peacefully, etc etc etc". but no, these sharings are not because my cousins are suicidal. rather, it was a case of them being reflective at that moment of the conversation. amongst my siblings, i am the only one that took the trouble to keep in contact with my cousins and as i was relatively younger than them, they would share with me like as though i am a dear younger brother to them. very heartwarming.

coupled with recent "break ups" with my siblings, i came to the conclusion that my generation is grappling with the new reality that our parents are no longer around. our parents had been that single factor that held the family (and the extended family) together. for example, my cousins would come and visit my mum when she was alive as she was their only link to their late-parents. and through these visits, the relationship and the bonds between members of an extended family continued to be maintained. that generation is going very quickly. and the departures also resulted in a sense of loss and uncertainty with regards how siblings and cousins in the extended family should and could continue to interact.

this reminded me of a commonly used hokkien phrase - 树倒猴子散, pronounced as "chiu toh lao gao sua". literally, it means, "when the tree topples, the monkeys disperse". this phrase was, in turn, adapted from a chinese phrase 树倒猢孙散 that had similar meaning. and if i may expand further, with the tree toppled, the tree that had nourished and protected the monkeys ceased to exist, these monkeys (that belong to smaller family groups or as individuals) have to regroup and find new ways to survive. and as they do so, they have to find new trees and learn to co-exist again.

this is an interesting phase for my generation. i suspect it will continue to be this way for a while more until the last of my parents' generation go.

aging process 2

for this second part, i am not sure how to pen it down other than noting the fact that i have issues on the neck, the shoulder, the upper and lower back, the knees, the ankles, and finally the foot itself. all these points are relating to one's ability to maintain good posture and when one part falters or suffer some form of trauma, the body will naturally compensate by moving the weight to another point, thereby creating more stress on this new point. and when this point becomes stressed and becomes painful, the body will again compensate by transfer the stress to another point... and so on. and so, my foot issues, invariably may end up with additional pains on my back, and then the neck, and the shoulders, and... yup, it is cyclical in nature. i have been told it is due to posture, the need to lose weight, the need to change dietary patterns, the need to rest, the need to exercise more, etc. and just looking at this sentence itself, don't you think its conflicting? 

i have tried to tackle one problem just to find another issue coming up. i suspect such an approach is probably not sufficient and that i need to adopt a holistic look towards health, instead of tackling issues as it happens. in the end, i think i have to accept that i need to take heed to my body's reactions and pains. i need to take things slow. age is catching up and the body is telling me that i cannot expect myself to do what i did when i was younger. and the best way to do it is to be conscious of my diet, live healthily, do light exercises - enough to get the body going but not enough to injure it, and have enough rest.

this, even this sound rather challenging. darned, i am beginning to sound like an old person.

lol!

aging process 1

i realised that these days i cannot sing songs like i did some years back. am no longer able to sing probably, a little off-pitch. and added to that, i am not longer able to sing the notes i used to be able to. i supposed these are associated with the aging process. but it's ok i supposed, i can still sing in my head. and of cos, i can still do so and scream my heads off in the quiet and privacy of my car when i drive.

:-)

the huntsman: winter's war

i watched the huntsman/ snow white show on tv two weeks ago and with the show still fresh in my head, i went to watch this show. and as in all recent productions (such as maleficent), this show managed to give the traditional story of snow white and seven dwarves a dark but interesting twist. added to that, this show depicted the prequel and the sequel of the snow white movie... so, it's kinda the "once upon a time, upon a time..." followed by "and they lived happily ever after... oh wait, not too happy yet...." kinda show.

the show also reminded me of the evil ice queen/ witch from the chronicles of narnia, the owl from harry porter and tower of isengard from lord of the ring, etc. and talking about evil ice witches/ queens, all of them always fall in the end (must be, right?), and the key difference is - how dramatic their fall occur. and in this show, it happened very fast, kinda an anticlimax in my opinion. the poor ice queen spend so much efforts raising an army of huntsman, fought so many wars, won so much territories and in the end, fell to her unscrupulous sister within a few seconds, just by that few magic words - mirror mirror on the wall.. poor girl, wasted her whole life effort just like that. i almost felt sorry for her (like how singaporeans would say - walau si peh jialat, kenah sabo sia!!!). and while viewers spend almost the whole show thinking how bad she (the evil ice queen) was, one cannot help but feel a little sad when she finally died... so quickly some more...

ok, shan't say too much about it and be a show spoiler. go watch. it was an enjoyable show, all said and done.

the silver lining

i regretted all that had happened over the last few weeks and i walked out of my brother's place feeling very mixed saturday.

on one hand i felt very unwelcomed, very judged and very wronged. yet i told myself that as long as my conscience are clear, i shouldn't be too bothered about what they thought of me. they are not me and i do not and cannot expect them to see things the way i see. i also felt very sad for the 2 kids. they are so small and they have full of potential in them. and i fear they may not have the proper conditions to be brought up well. then again, i reminded myself that i have to give my trust to the fact that all parents would want their kids to grow up well and that their parents would do the same.

yet on the other hand, i felt relieved that there will soon be a finality to the whole issue of maid, and the house and most importantly, i can start to live the life i want without having to consider for and be tied down by my brother (which ends up with him trying to control me instead). this, perhaps is the silver lining to this whole development.

and this would probably also mean the end of the toxic relationship between me and my brother. and when i think through all these, i felt sad for him. he has himself to overcome in order for him live a happy life. i bear him no grudge. what he is today is clearly his own making. and to a large extent, he is a direct result of being spoilt by my dad since young. and ironically, because of my dad's spoiling him since young, i dare say he had for the longest time this inferiority complex when he compared himself to me. i am, after all, ahead of him in my academic achievements, my work, my calm, etc. and i suspect my insistence to have him take over the flat made him even more frustrated. he would probably felt happier if i had fought with him over such things. 

perhaps the end of this relationship will allow him to start his life anew. i cannot help it if he wants to continue to bear grudges against me, view me negatively or feel inferior to me. i cannot influence nor control him and do not want to do so. i can only leave him to manage his own life. as for me, i will live my life as i deemed fit.

happy & gay.

how things deteriorated...

when i came back from hong kong, sapphie had passed away. i didn't visit my brother's place as i was down with conjunctivitis. and as it was tomb sweeping day, i purchased the needful and left it at their house, leaving a message before i left. i was still reeling from sapphie's passing and didn't want to talk to my brother, much less head to the columbarium and face the crowd. i texted my sis-in-law the following week to check if they were home. i had wanted to visit them but she didn't reply my text messages. my attempts to call her were also unsuccessful as the phone was switched off. so finally, i decided to pay them a visit last saturday. and it was during this visit that i learnt about how everything had deteriorated to the point of no return... here's what happened.

i arrived at the house and knocked on the door. usually, my sis-in-law would open the door within seconds and as she did so, she'd ask the children to come get me. this time round, i had to wait for a couple of minutes before the maid opened the door. when i entered the house, my brother walked towards me in a hostile manner and spoke with me in a half-raised voice. give me back the hdb letter, he said. i will move back and sell this place. i will use the money to raise the kids.... he bellowed. and next thing i knew, he told me i needed to do the maid transfer, insisting that i had held back the process. i told him i will check and get back to him. he left the house shortly after that. as he did, my niece and nephew were climbing all over me and asking me to play with them, which i did. 

i followed the kids to their room as was the usual play routine. and as i entered the room, i noted my sis-in-law lying in the bed in the master bedroom, her face away from me. i assumed she was asleep and didn't call out to her. and as i played with the kids, my maid came in to the room and she said my sis-in-law had left the house. i sensed something amiss and asked if there were some things she wanted to tell me. and that was when she started telling me the story... she was clearly very upset and went on and on non-stop about "this is your family issues and i don't want to say too much"... i didn't quite catch what she was muttering as her english was not too good. but through the splattering of comprehensible words, here's what i managed to pieced out:

• your brother and his wife everyday quarrel, and now his wife is now on his side and she's not happy with you. his wife now says you always like to throw ah ma (my mum) and sapphie with them whenever you don't want to look after them. also, you even throw me (the maid) to them becos you don't want a maid.

• when sapphie die, your brother not happy, he want to bring sapphie and throw her away or dig a hole and bury her. i tell them cannot because if throw away how to cancel license. they call the uncle (undertaker) at night but nobody answer the phone until next day. uncle only come after sometime to bring the dog to burn.

• his wife not happy you asked her to look after the dog but then you ask your friend to take the bones home. your brother say after ah ma die, you anyhow let other people stay in your house.

as i listened to her, i started to feel very uncomfortable. as for the maid, she got a little emotional and said she wanted to leave after a year. i didn't say much except to tell her to let things be. i walked out of the room and it was then that i noticed the things i bought for tomb sweeping was still in the house and i asked if they had gone to pay respects to mum. and that was when i learnt that they had in fact gone ahead to pay respects to my mum when i was away. and they did not even inform me about it. i started feeling rather uncomfortable and sat there quietly as i thought through what the maid said earlier. i reflected through the years of unsaid tensions and when i finally pieced the story together, everything fell into place. 

my mum had previously insisted that bee and his mum wanted to cheat me of my property. i am quite certain mum had shared this with my brother and that the sudden change in mind to want to take over the flat was related to this. and the urgency was there because he now thinks bee is already staying with me (as he has the house keys and can bring the dog's ashes home when i was overseas) and thus the likelihood of losing the property is real, just like what mum had warned. my brother had, since prior to my dad's passing brought out issues of my sexuality. and it didn't help that because of my mum's dementia, she had been telling them all sorts of untruth about bee (as she had wrongfully used him to represent her nemesis from her younger days).

it also dawned upon me at that point in time that my sis-in-law had left the house earlier because she didn't want to talk to me. i concluded from my niece's inputs that my sis-in-law had switched off her phone (presumably to avoid my calls). and with all these inputs, i concluded my sis-in-law will not return home for as long as i was there. by this time, i felt highly uncomfortable and decided to leave the house immediately. i felt highly unwelcomed in that house and that i had overstayed. it was indeed deeply regrettable, but i decided to leave it as it was. there was just too much hate in this whole affair. the whole thing had gotten too toxic for me and i don't think i want to partake in this anymore. my only regret is that the two adorable kids will not be able to grow up in a healthy environment.

post-death - work

for the longest time, when i looked after mum, i would make it a point to leave work latest by 6pm sharp. if i were to reach home later than usual (and that means, later than 6.15pm), mum would go crazy with all her imagination that i have gone to visit people's house to plan to harm her...

anyway, after mum's passing, i was able to stay back at work a little later. nonetheless, i was also cognisant of my obligations towards sapphie. i had to walk her and bring her down to pee/ poo. this, however, did not stop my boss from increasing my work load. and it culminated in him tasking me to do a duty travel to china. and as in previous overseas trips, i would seek the assistance of my sis-in-law to look after my dog (previously, my mum too). and all the time, she agreed. but somehow, things did not go the way i thought it should. very messy...

post-death - the dog

after mum's passing, i continued to visit my bro's family and played with the kids. i had taken it upon myself to help to develop them and be part of their growing up. and often, the kids would ask for the dog. and so during one of my overseas work trip, i asked if i could trouble my sis-in-law to look after the dog. she agreed readily, telling me that the maid would look after her and that the children would be more than happy to have her stay over. and that was the arrangement for sapphie. the trip was a 2 week trip and things went well. sapphie had, by that time, weakened considerably. but she got along pretty well with the kids, especially my nephew.

the last time i left sapphie there was when i went to hong kong. i had asked my sis-in-law if it would be too troublesome to leave sapphie there. of cos not, she said. the maid will look after her and the kids would really love it, she said yet again. and with her affirmation, that was what i did. i didn't know until much later than my leaving her with them would become an issue that contributed to the souring of the relationship with my brother and sis-in-law...

will share details another time.

post-death - the maid

the maid is now with my brother. and i had informed him that he would need to do the transfer before she could be legally employed by him. and until such time, i will continue to pay the maid levy. and because mum had passed on, the monthly levy is $200 instead of $60. this is on top of the salary that i had continued to pay her despite the fact that she had moved to his house since early-dec 2015. 

i'd mentioned to him about the need for him to effect the transfer at that time and he didn't do any thing about it other than to check with the insurance company how he could cancel the maid's existing insurance. of cos the insurance agency told him that i should be the one to effect a cancellation of her policy (doh!) and not him. yesterday when i visited his house, after telling me to hand the will back to him, he rudely told me that for the maid, i should be the one to do the transfer and not him. i didn't like his antagonistic tone - voice half-raised and delivered in a very rude manner, almost like wanting to pick a fight. and from my experience, when he's like that it would be pointless to talk logic with him. i didn't say anything further other than i'll check and get back. i was quite convinced that he had to do it cos principally, such procedures would be the responsibility of the new employer and not the out-going one. i supposed he didn't see himself as a new employer and that this was just an administrative follow-up to change an address. if so, he couldn't be more naive and wrong.

to make sure i got my facts right, i did the online check again. and with the intention to do the transfer for him (as i wanted to avoid further interactions with him), i attempted to log into the website. i couldn't. it simply stated that if i (as the new employer) wanted to take over the domestic help, i needed to log in using my citizen id (singpass) before i could access the site. i had no choice but to text him that he should be the one doing it and not me. he simply replied with a "k".

the ball is in his court now.

post-death - the house

it's been 5 months since my mum's passing and it looked like there'll be a closure to the issue of the house she left behind finally. but regretfully, things have gotten as messy as it possibly could. then again, it didn't come as a surprise.

it all started before my dad passed away in 2008. back then, i had told him to will it to my brother. i had anticipated problems with the issue of inheritance from the trend of how i see my brother manage my parent's assets. and to make it worst, my dad had this habit of being inconsistent in his communications and liked to take sides, depending on who's in his good books at that particular point in time. so in front of my brother, he would tell my brother that he would inherit the house when he passed on, and in front of me, he would tell me it belonged to me. i had known this habit of my dad and had advised him that he should just will it to my brother. as for the reasons why my sisters were not in the equation, it was simply because my dad's mindset was that of a typical traditional chinese man - daughters are married out and thus no longer are entitled to any inheritance. it was also fortunate that my sisters did not ask for it. my dad eventually left without a will and the house was inherited by my mum according to local laws.

when my mum was alive, i had asked my brother to help my mum make a will and that it should state that he should be the sole beneficiary of the house. i did not ask further after saying this and i only found out about the real existence of this will after my mum died. it all happened when my brother approached me about a month after her death and talked to me about taking over this house from him.  i told him i will check about the local laws about inheritance and get back to him. he wanted to pass the will to me but i did not take it. i reckoned it will be less of a liability for me if he were to keep the will himself. nonetheless, he passed the hub's letter (that stated the need for him to take over the house) to me and asked me to engage a lawyer to "sort it out and that he will simply sign the documents when needed" (despite him being the executor). that was what i did. i found out that the local laws state that the beneficiary would have to sell the house if he/ she owns a hdb flat. the beneficiary would only be able to inherit the flat if he/ she owns a private property and that he/ she would have to stay in the house. this is where all the trouble began.

my brother currently owns a hdb flat while i own a private property. and he didn't want to sell house as he felt it was of good location and could appreciate further in the years to come. and in the meantime, he wanted to use it to obtain passive income by renting it out. when i told him about the local laws, he said that i could be a ghost resident instead, i.e., take over the house, then shift some of my stuff in but not stay there. and if hdb were to conduct spot checks, i should just get the tenant to lie to them that it is owner-occupied. this, according to him, was what "many of his friends are doing and i should not be so stupid as to be adhere to the govenrment's ruling so rigidly". he got angry when i suggested moving in and instead rent out my current house. he accused me of not being co-operative and after that, he refused to talk to me. it was at that point that i thought it would be easier to just let him decide how to deal with the house and not involve me. to me, i was not about to allow him to use my name to break the law.

cut the long story short, after my silence and after the dog died, he eventually decided to sell off his current house and move in to my parent's house. how the dogs death got intertwined into this whole affair... read on in future entries.

"f/u"

yesterday, i got "f-ed" by an english-challenged colleague. here's what happened.

an issue cropped up and i had to act on it yesterday. usually such issues would have been closed by my staff but as he was on leave, i decided to task it to this female colleague who's covering him. as she's based at another location, i decided to text her the request. she responded very quickly and asked me if there's anything else that she need to f/u! thing was, the way she worded the response sounded like she was scolding me. and when i first glanced at her reply, i didn't know how to respond. emotionally, i wanted to call her and give her a piece of my mind, but objectively, i knew about her challenge with the english language and decided to read, double read and triple read her reply before reacting. after that, i composed a reply to advise her that what she typed could be misinterpreted as "fuck you". and to be sure i did not come across as angry or emotional, i asked my colleague who was seated next to me to take a look at my response. when my colleague saw the conversation thread... she was stunt too. she simply stared at the message with her mouth wide opened. and she literally went "oh-my-gawd!" before she burst out laughing.

this incident reminded me of another incident that happened almost exactly a year ago. what happened was that last year, i send her (this same colleague) a screenshot of my leave projection that had been wrongly computed. in that email, i requested her assistance to correct the error. next thing i knew, i received an email from her. she had forwarded my mail to another colleague and had copied the mail to me. in that mail, it said "take a look, is he telling the truth". within 5 minutes, she send a second mail to me asking me to ignore that email. i took offence with the mail naturally. the content suggested i was lying. so i went up to her and told her nicely that if she thought i was lying, she should have just clarified with me. she looked surprised and replied that she actually wanted to ask the colleague to check if she had keyed in a wrong formula for the leave computation and to check if the mistake had affected other staff. i was amazed at the disparity of the mail content vs her explanation. nonetheless, i gave her the benefit of doubt and turned that incident into an english lesson for her. 

now i do want to add that this colleague of mine is a nice person. her strength, as mentioned, has never been in languages, in particular, english. and to make matters worst, she has the tendency to want to sound authoritative. this certainly did not go down well with many people and most of the time, she ended up stepping on people's toes without realising it. it didn't help for that fact that she's a junior staff...

so... yeah... i was verbally "fucked" by my colleague yesterday. although that was not the intent. but as in all communications, whats important is to be understood. and in this case, it was not. almost. i really don't know how else i can help her.

"take off your pants!"

this incident occurred last friday...

i went for a medical review for my plantar fasciitis. during the review, i was put through an ultrasound procedure to check the thickness of my pf. the procedure showed that it was still thick, but the doctor said it was ok as long as i did not experience pain when i do normal activities. to check the strength of my leg muscles, i was asked to stand with my legs apart, kneel, squats, etc as the female doctor observed my gait and stability. and that was when the doctor noted my knees were not holding up as well as it should.

i was asked to lie down on the examination table and she started pressing different points of my knees. and as she examined, i had to raise my legs up and down and at times bend my knees, just like how you see a woman bend her knees when she's giving birth. now, i was wearing long pants and she had trouble feeling the knees and she asked me to remove my pants.

this was my dilemma. i freeballed that day. it was a friday and a dress down day at the office and i always go commando during dress down days... the doctor pulled the curtain and the nurse handed a towel to me.

a lot of thoughts ran through my head at that point. how the hell would i be able to do all the knee bending etc with just a towel without exposing my privates!?!? it would be so embarrassing, for both the doctor and myself! can you imagine this - near-50 year old uncle lying on examination table with knees bend upwards like giving birth with his privates exposed?!?

well, my mind raced as i thought through how to respond to that request (almost an order) that i cannot accede to. there was only one choice for me and that was to pull up the pants as far up the knees as possible. thank goodness the material of the pair of pants i was wearing was those stretchable type and with little trouble i managed to pull it all the way up...

whew...

picture from www.inflexwetrust.com

deteriorating eyesight & uncledom

i wore glasses over the past week as i had conjunctivitis. it was not easy and i had lots of issues seeing things clearly, particularly when at work where i had to face my laptop. this time round, the level of discomfort and blurness was like no other times i had previously experienced. it seemed like my presbyopia has deteriorated suddenly over the course of the week.

and so, i decided to get my eyes checked by my optician. after describing the condition to him, he patiently when through, point by point, with me about the tests and my queries about presbyopia and the type of correction available. and the half-hour long tests concluded that my presbyopia has indeed deteriorated to the point where i needed glasses for near reading (200 degrees), and my myopia has actually improved (reduction of 50 and 25 degrees for my left and right eyes respectively) and the discovery that i also have astigmatism for both my eyes (100 degrees).

after weighing the pros and cons of making a pair of correction glasses vs keeping to my current lenses, i decided to proceed to make a pair of progressive lens glasses. been told it should last me minimally 2 years and i will probably need to review the presbyopia again by then. frankly, i consider myself late when it comes to presbyopia. every single person i know, both family and friends, require some form of correction by the time they reach their early-40s. so, i should be glad i only need it this year - when i am 50.

it's a new phase in life. been rather reflective lately and i did come to the conclusion that i have eased into the full blown middle aged phase of my life faster than i had realized. well, nothing to be sad nor worried about. aging is a part of life. but i must say, with some level of regret that i had not fully lived my life in my 30s when i was there. i was too consumed by the rat race and at the same time preoccupied with my own sexual identity. so admittedly, when i look at those people in their 20s/30s now and the opportunities they have, i do envy them to a certain extend. then again, that must be the case, we always make things better for our next generation. i must look forward and live my life as much as i can now, lest i look back in future and start to regret again.

heh...

depression?

sometimes i do wonder if i am getting into depression. not that big time depression-depression type of depression, but rather mild depression.

you see, i have been feeling troubled about lots of things. my mum's passing, my dog's passing, family, etc... and lately, about my health as i have not been able to sleep well, have breathing difficulties, experience frequent chest tightness, etc. i also do find myself getting lethargic these days, have no interest in things around me, i do not want to go out of the house, and indulge in porn (excessively). there were also many instances where i found myself choked with tears... my mind is just too disturbed. and often a times, i think about useless unproductive thoughts such running away from people, from this country, or for that matter from life. yes, death - my own passing. everything seemed to be so meaningless currently.

i do recognise that these are signs of depression and i need to manage myself. and i am writing these thoughts out as an outlet for me to vent. need to be mindful of this phase i am in and not to allow it to consume me. 

as it comes, it will also eventually go. 

上瘾 "addicted"

i read about this china gay-drama serial "addicted" (上瘾) so much i decided to check it out and i was so totally wowed by it. i am not sure of the reasons but i ended up rather addicted to it. haha... it could be any of the following reasons: cute actors (actually they are not that cute but the looks certainly build up on me), a storyline that connects with my own life's experiences, the challenges that the characters go through, very strong characters yet with a certain softness privately, discovery of sexuality, puppy love, intensity of the love, the male-male connections, etc... absolutely love it. and no, there are absolutely no explicit sex scenes.

this is the first instalment of a few more to come (hopefully). there are 15 episodes in this instalment and focused on the characters when they were in their high school. and to my understanding, it covers about a third of the whole story (based on a story book). subsequent instalments should cover how they graduate form high school and how their relationship grew as they started working. the series is banned in china after the first 3 episodes were aired. it is now only available in youtube (which is also banned in china).

enjoy!

alex & benny

alex & benny is a taiwanese serial about a gay couple of the same name. completed the 15-episode serial last month and enjoyed it. nothing too special about the storyline, typical gay relationship and the ups and downs as they navigate issues that all relationships will have... enjoyable series.

:-)

here's episode 1:

清明2016

this year's 清明节 (tomb-sweeping day) will fall on 4 apr 2016, tomorrow. in singapore (and i am not about its practice elsewhere), we will head to the cemetery/ columbarium, etc to pay respects to our deceased members of our families and it can be done up to 10 days before and up to 10 days after the actual day. that is to say, there is a window of 21 days to commemorate 清明节 every year. 

for mum, it will be her first 清明节 and we've been advised by the undertaker previously that we have to commemorate it early, before the actual day and that means latest by today (3 apr 2016). frankly, i don't wish to do it. i find it a terrible hassle to head to the place to do all the prayers etc. it is rather meaningless as i personally think the person exist in the heart and that heading to the columbarium to pay respects is not needed. perhaps it is relevant during the days when cemeteries were far away and where people visit tombs once a year. but in today's context, i personally think it'll be more important to remember the person rather than the act of going to the tomb (or for that matter, the columbarium). nonetheless, in the spirit of traditions and fulfilling my duties as the son, i will would have to do it. yet on the other hand, i don't feel too good about it. have been feeling rather down lately. am still reeling from sapphie's death and frankly have not fully adjusted to a house without her. and with the undercurrents with my brother (especially over the house my mum left behind, and the maid), i really do not wish to see him. also, whenever it comes to tomb-sweeping day, he will also have this differences in view about paying respects to my grandparents too. for me, i will do it, but for him, he liked to transfer his tensions towards my aunts onto my late grandparents and thus refused to pay respects to them. that had always been a source of anger for my mum when she was alive. but well... added to all these, i have not fully recovered from my recent bout of conjunctivitis and am still a little feverish. well, the redness has largely cleared, but there were a couple of small sty that appeared and its not very comfortable. 

in the end, and balancing all the factors above, i decided to tell my brother i won't be going for to the columbarium (using my health as an excuse). nonetheless, i purchased all the joss papers, boxes, etc and passed them to him yesterday. i dropped them outside his residence and i left. and for some reasons, when i left his house, i felt a little overwhelmed with emotions and i cried as i drove home. memories of my mum came crashing back... yup, one of those moments again. although it hardly happens these days.

sighs.

3rd work anniversary

time flies. i had been with my company for 3 years 1 apr 2016. it had been an intense 3 years considering the many restructuring that occurred particularly during the first 2 years, the many changes to the top leadership and now the impending announcements of new changes. at the department-level, i had served 5 heads of departments and it was certainly not easy given the differences in each character that came and went and their emphasis. but on the positive side, i have learned quite a bit of new stuff. 

as of now, we are anticipating new changes to the company given the recent acquisition of the company. and naturally, everyone is a little jittery about it. although things seemed calm on the surface, i am aware there are a lot of undercurrents and thoughts about job security. and i say so cos i know a lot of people at a more personal-level and they have spoken to me about such concerns frequently. the challenge for me, however, is to be able to calm them down given my own lack of information. i don't even know if i will be able to hold on to my own job. as for my boss, i personally suspect he is trying to manoeuvre himself out of the company, or at least leave an escape route for himself. at the present moment, he seemed to be pushing away a lot of responsibilities, refusing to sign off things (even urgent ones) and at times, he'd asked us to get the top man to sign off instead, even for very simple things. his inactions often a times lead to delays in decision-making. quite frustrating.

anyway, let's just see how things go. amidst all these changes, i believe there will always be the bright side of things. it is part of change and we'll just have to embrace it and adapt.

conjunctivitis

down with conjunctivitis for both eyes. started with the right eye yesterday and today, my left eye got infected. very uncomfortable and painful due to the pressure build-up in the eye balls and the non-stop secretion of mucus that clog up the eyes.

was on mc today as it is highly contagious. been applying the eye drops and taking antibiotics and painkillers through the day. feel a little better now. let's hope it clears well enough for me to attend a 2-day conference starting tomorrow.

:-)

11th anniversary

and without much fanfare, we ended our 11th year together

(to be specific, the anniversary was yesterday)

time really flies

end of 10, end of 9 (start of 10), end of 8 (start of nine), end of 7 (start of 8), end of 6 (start of 7), end of 5 (start of 6), end of 4 , end of 3, reflective end of 2, and i did not blog anything during our anniversaries before that!

pic from http://www.clearpixel.com.au

go forth, do the needful

positively, i told myself that someone up there is telling me to go forth and do what i needed to do for myself. i had, for the last 15-over years committed myself to take care of my parents and dog, and often a times, i had placed their priorities above mine. it is time to start to look at my own priorities and to do what i want, without worrying about my charges. there's no need to now.

and i thanked them for giving me life's precious lessons. lessons of patience, anger management, unconditional love, of the joys of being compassionate, of selflessness, of sacrifices, and many more. lessons where no amount of monies can buy. they have prepared me well to go forth now, i supposed.

look forward, be purposeful, keep happy...

batman vs superman

now this show was a tat too draggy for me. of cos, one may argue that the two hours were needed to build up a case for the final battle between batman and superman, but there were too many gaps. and the finale of the show was nothing about batman and superman, it was the fight between doomsday and the trio - superman, batman and wonder woman. it was also funny how batman could be so magnaminous as to let his perceptions and misforgivings about superman pass within less than a minute. and almost immediately after that, to head off the save superman's mother.

but as all such movies, one should not read too much into it. i had already complained about the duration, to fully explain all those gaps would probably stretch the show a lot longer and that would kill us all. so... better editing was needed. overall, it was not too bad.

i believe we could be seeing a sequel to this show. we still have cyclops, and aquaman that haven't appeared despite being introduced in the show.

look forward.

gods of egypt

i watched this show on the day sapphie died. i didn't know what to do after having spend a day in my bed dazed. and it was with this very negative mindset that i walked into the cinema.

the show didn't impress me. while the animation/ cgi effects where great, the storyline was weak, the acting poor and the whole show felt kinda weird. imagine having the sun god ra living on a spaceship, wielding a spear to kill that mythical creature, having gods live amongst men, where gods where larger sized compared to men (proportionally, it didn't do well for me), where women oogle at the gods (and for a short moment, i wonder how the human women would survived if she were to copulate with the god considering, from her humanly perspective, his family jewel would be so terribly thick and long).

nonetheless, the show did provide me with the momentary respite from the highly charged and emotional state i was in that day.

zootopia

against the current backdrop of the world and the isis threat, i thought this show had successfully brought across the message of threats within and amongst us. where the line between good and the bad was blurred. this show was full of opposites. big vs small, black and white, fast vs slow, good vs bad, perception vs real... and i supposed it was precisely because of this that made this show so very very enjoyable.

the good eventually wins.

as always.

kung fu panda 3

watched this show with bee when i returned from guangzhou. loved the show. for the storyline, i thought it fitted well with the previous two parts. i also sensed an oblique reference to gay parentage and inclusiveness, such as how the panda had 2 fathers, etc. or was i just being too sensitive? whatever... being a traditional person, i absolutely love the way the show treated the concepts qi, the flow and energies. it was nicely done. the only one thing that i didn't quite like was the way it portrayed and incorporated modernity (and the americanization of the chinese culture) in areas such as the incorporation of hip hop dance, and the frivolity in which the whole concept of tao was portrayed at times (such as how the dragon did a hip hop dance)...

but putting all these aside, it was a wonderfully entertaining movie.

aimless rants

am gonna do some catching up here with some aimless rants...

• march is a the last month before the financial year closes. and unlike previous years, the top management decided that we should all clear our current year leave before month-end, or have all the remaining leave forfeited. as a result, i have a total of 7 days leave to clear this month. well, lots of leave but no plans per se, especially when i have so much work to clear. interestingly, up till mum's passing, i had used up all the leave for her medical appointments. and once she passed way, i was able to accumulate a few days. had wanted to clear them in apr/ may when the schedule would be a little less pack. but things were not to be. 

• bee had not been able to take leave for a holiday with me for quite a few years. and this had frustrated me for many years. to make things worst, he would leave for bangkok and what have you for his work trips that include short breaks with his office people. this made me unhappy to the point where we almost broke off. and last year, when we finally could identify a 3-4 day period for a break, he was activated for work a week before the trip. in the end, we did not head off for any break.

• this year, the same thing happened, bee and i had agreed to take a break together as i had to clear my leave before month-end. and then a week before that, he received notice that he had to attend in-camp-training/ reservist. the dates of his reservist coincided with my leave period. i was naturally not too pleased with this development. i decided to go ahead with my leave.

• so my leave leave was hastily planned. i only booked the trip the night before the departure. i didn't want to head to any place new without him and there was no specific place i could go to. in the end, i decided to head to hong kong. 

• i am a lazy holiday planner. an easily contented person, it would also be fine for me to just laze in my room. being able to arrive at a new environment and observe people go about their daily life was all i look forward to when i go overseas. there was no need to go to those touristy place etc. and that was what i did when i was in hong kong. the fact that sapphie passed away during my trip didn't add to the mood. i ended up clearing my work, managing her passing, and just moving around town and observing people. that was my break. that was my week in hong kong.

bitter sweet... 

:-)

sapphie & the lives she touched

it was interesting how everyone reacted with shocked when i shared with them about sapphie's passing. comments such as omgosh, what??!!!, etc were common. and almost immediately after that, my family, close friends and neighbours began to talk about how they adored her, and their encounters with her, and so on. for that matter, bee's mum cried when she watched the video of sapphie's cremation! it was something kinda unexpected frankly. but to get such reactions reflect how much sapphie managed to touch the lives of the people she interacted with. that was my sapphie. good tempered, and adored by many, if not all. up to her very last day. for that matter, she even made my nephew cry.

above all, she was the only family member that was with me through the thick and thins of my life over the last 15-over years. she was with me during my happy and not-so-happy days with james, as well as the eventual break-up. she was with me when bee and i build our relationship, our ups and downs, and she was there throughout the period when i had to look after my parents, both of whom had passed away. she was there as i served my final years in the military and transited into a corporate person. she had seen me at my best, and my worst. and throughout all these times, she stayed with me. she had her moments when she was disobedient and i would scold (and at times slap her thighs). but she stayed with me, always non-judgemental (then again, she didn't have a choice, did she... heh).

i came home to a empty house after 5 days away. the first thing that caught my eyes was a huge blue urn sitting on my dining table. i took a look at her bones. they looked like chicken wings (frankly) and i was kinda surprised there was so much of it. there was this feeling of intense sadness as i looked at it, and as i noted her dog pellets still found on the floor (she's a messy eater) as well as the huge amount of fur that she shed daily. she's no more alive i reminded myself. i didn't want any of my grieve to control me as i started to throw away her remaining dog food, swept the floor, discarded her medication, and her shampoo etc. oh, as i discarded her shampoo, i noted it was near empty, i had just given her a good shower the day before she died. i took a sniff, and i was reminded of her... i couldn't sleep last night. the house was too quiet. there was no sounds of dog nails hitting the parquet flooring in my bedroom, there was no occasional noise that she'd make whenever she dreams (of dog dreams). 

i will miss her. i already did.

james, and the passing of sapphie

sapphie wouldn't have joined the family had james not wanted a pet. and since a friend's dog had given birth to 8 puppies, we decided to bring one home. and that was how sapphie joined the family. so, technically, sapphie was james' dog. for that matter, when we first registered her name with the vet, she took on james' surname. her records was changed eventually to reflect my surname. after james and i went our ways, he continued to visit her and brought her out regularly, an arrangements not different from divorced couples. the last time he walked her was during my mum's wake, 17 nov 2015, to be exact.

when i got news of sapphie's condition, i texted him immediately. he was concerned and he wanted to be at the vet when i said my sis-in-law planned to bring her for consultation. he knew the vet, he said. but that was not to be. sapphie passed away that night. i was not sure how he reacted when he got the news, but i suspected he felt the loss. i mentioned that i would be cremating the dog. and before i could tell him that i wanted not to collect back the ashes, he asked if i could bring back the ashes and scatter it at the east coast beach where sapphie frequently swam at. i was pleasantly surprised by his suggestion as it reflected his closeness to sapphie. he couldn't attend the cremation as he had lessons and i didn't expect him to. and i made sure i kept him updated throughout the period with pictures and texts. he was, after all, the one who made all these possible. 

the passing of sapphie, in a huge way, also represented the finality of our relationship. then again, we'll always be friends.

she's home, in an urn

bee collected sapphie's ashes that very afternoon and brought it back to my place. this was the one and only home she knew.

she's had a good life.

sapphie's cremation

bee wanted to handle the cremation arrangements but i told him to let my sis-in-law oversee it. sapphie died at their place after all, and it would be much easier for the undertaker to liaise with the owner of the place. but he managed to attend the cremation. i was a little worried about how things would pan out when he meets my brother and sis-in-law as my brother had all the while been rather anti-him, after hearing all the negative things about him from my mum (which was untrue and a result of her dementia when she was alive).

anyway, he arrived early and the pet undertakers had prepared her for the cremation. they had brought out the body from the fridge and allowed it to thaw. she was laid on a metal table and covered with a while piece of cloth. the undertakers passed him some flower to place on sapphie before the cremation and allowed him some private time with her. soon enough my brother and sis-in-law arrived. i understood that they spoke with bee and my brother spoke at length to the dead dog, go and find gong gong and mama (my parents), he urged. that was typically how my brother manage his grieve, he did the same for my dad and my mum, talking to them like as though they were still alive and (in my perspective) make himself and the people around him more sad. but that worked for him.

at 10am, the body was pushed in for the cremation proper. my brother played the buddhist sutra as the body was pushed in and she was finally cremated. it was a dignified process, i must say. and from afar, i was consoled by the way the cremation was managed. she's had a long good life. the undertaker mentioned that for her breed (mongrel), the usual lifespan was about 12 years. for her, she was 15 years, 4 months and 19 days when she passed away.

miserable holiday

as i update my family and close friends about sapphie's passing, manage my niece and nephew, and at the same time oversee the cremation arrangements, i was grieving. 

there was absolutely nothing i could do as i was in hong kong. the weather didn't co-operate too as it kept raining. as a result, i was cooped in my hotel room most of the time, apart from meal times. the thing is, once i get alone, i would look at the photos and i end up crying. and that was what happened over the 2 to 3 days of sapphie's passing. and i grieved as i give instructions over how the arrangements for the cremation should be done, and kept watch as it happened.

frankly, i felt rather dazed over the few days and was in no mood nor presence of mind to do anything. for mealtimes, i ended up walking around aimlessly at shopping centers, looking for a quick lunch but most importantly, for free wifi so that i could log in to my mobile and catch up with what's happening back home; and at the same time, do some work (which continued to pile even though i was overseas, supposedly on holiday).

it certainly wasn't too glam to cry and tear in public. but that was what happened. thinking back, it was kinda depressing. hahaha... almost like a movie.

managing my niece & nephew

as all the arrangements for sapphie's demise were being made, i kept watch over my niece and nephew. i asked my sis-in-law about their reactions. i wanted to know how they were coping with the dog's death.

for my niece, she has all along been a little afraid of dogs and despite being able to play with sapphie, she kept her distance somewhat. similar to how she reacted when my mum passed away, my niece stayed away from the dead body. as for my nephew, he was rather attached to the dog. the last time sapphie stayed over for a fortnight, he would walk her (together with my maid) and he would feed her and played with her. it was funny to see how sapphie responded so positively to him too as she'd let him pull her fur, led her around her house (although at times, it looked like sapphie was leading him instead), and climbed all over her. he cried for a long time when i brought her home. he was elated to have sapphie stayed over again this time, except that it was a short stay. he did not react too well when sapphie died and cried. i was a little surprised by this reaction as he did not respond similarly when my mum died just 4 months ago. i had rationalised back then that he was too young to know what was happening. but this time round, i sensed he understood better what death meant and had felt the loss. he eventually came around and could tell me that the dog had died. he added he was not afraid of the dead body. and as usual, to help him manage this passing, i explained to him about life and death and that sapphie had lived to a ripe of age. and the same as human, it was her time to go. he listened and kept quiet.

i thought they took the whole passing well.

pet undertaker

gave my sis-in-law the number to call. they came at about 11am that very morning and brought her to the pet mortuary. she was placed in a bag and transferred to a box before she was finally taken away. the cremation would be done the next day 10am. 

sapphie's deaf

this is a belated post. had saved an empty entry with the title in my draft and planned to write this some time this week. didn't expect her to leave. anyway...

sapphie has had a history of ear infections since her ears drooped some 4-5 years back. i had been clearing the dirt and mucus almost fortnightly since then. she really hated ear cleaning as i would flush her ear canal with medicated ear cleanser and she would run away whenever she saw me with the ear cleanser. i had to corner her and hold her down before she would give in to me. cleaning her ears fortnightly became a routine since then. her hearing began deteriorating very quickly over the last 3 months. and she’d yelp when i cleaned her ears. subsequently, i didn’t insist on cleaning it anymore when i noted her increased weakness by the days. and increasingly, she became less responsive to my calls. recently, when i returned home from work, i'd often see her standing and staring blankly into the walkway that leads to my room. she didn’t even know i’d return home when i opened the door. she seemed to be in a world of her own. i needed to shout out her name before she turned her head. that was when i concluded she’s almost deaf.

i did some internet search on caring for deaf dogs and learned of the need to be extra careful in guiding them and to increase the use of visuals rather than voice commands. i began to make changes to the way i communicate with her. i had to make conscious efforts to wave my hands to signal her to, say, follow me, or to allow me to carry her, etc. and she responded nicely. carrying her around also became somewhat a routine for me these days too as i noted she’s rather weak. at times, she’d even not respond to my tugging of the leash, choosing to just stand there and stare at me. when that happened, i’d just squat down beside her and extend my arm out in front of her. she’d happily raise her front left leg and rest it onto my arm and do a little hop, as i used my other hand to support her back as i scoop her up.

that was how i cared for her in recent weeks. and that was also clear signals to me that her end was near.

passing of sapphie

sapphie left this world when i was overseas.

you see, i had to clear my leave before end-mar and decided to head out of country. i left for hong kong on monday morning. i brought her to my brother's place on sunday afternoon as per the usual arrangements when i head overseas. when i left her that evening, my niece and nephew were excitedly giving her a plate of her favorite snack - cut apples. i didn't expect that that would be the last i'd see of her physically.

i arrived in hong kong about 11am and was in the train to my hotel when i noted i had a few missed calls from my sis-in-law and maid. "come, come! come quick! sapphie is really sick, she vomited all the apples we gave yesterday and couldn't really walk this morning", my sis-in-law said, not knowing that i was already in hong kong. it was the first time that i get such panicky response from my sis-in-law. i couldn't do much but to give her instructions to let sapphie rest, and to remove food from her and observe her. starving her when she vomits has always been the routine. but to be safe, i gave her the vet's number and address and told her to bring sapphie to the vet if her condition did not improve. feeling uneasy, i also texted her the number to call in case she dies. i had it prepared since 2 months back when i sensed her getting weaker by the day.

called back a while later after i checked into the hotel and was told she's resting and seemed ok. told them to continue observing her and update me again. no food for her for now, i reiterated. water is fine, i added. in the evening, i was told she's ok and still resting. she could get up and walk a bit but otherwise was very weak. it was a relief to know she could get up. was told she doesn't and hasn't eaten nor drank anything since afternoon. no food was ok as i didn't want her to eat as she had vomited, but not drinking didn't sound right, considering her recent increased water intake. please bring her to the vet the next day if she continues this way, i requested. and as it was her pee time, i ask that my maid carry her down to pee. i got to take a look at her resting through a video call at about 9-plus pm. her body was in a very relaxed state, her eyes closed and she didn't seemed aware of the happenings around her. my maid called out to her although i knew it was of no use. she's almost deaf. that was the last time i saw her.

when i woke up the next day at 6am, there were 2 missed calls and 2 messages. The first message read:

狗    死了😥 (the dog has died) 

the message was sent at 2:38am. the second, at 3-plus, was a photo...

rip sapphie

sapphie passed away this morning at about 2am...

喜大叔, uncle lovers

during bee's visit, he commented that there were gay men everywhere we went, especially in the tianhe district. and i was like - ???. well, i must admit i was rather blind to gay men and that my gaydar was not working very well. almost all the men i saw around me were simply men! i couldn't sense any gayness in anyone at all! hahaha...

so after he left i downloaded a chinese gay app - the equivalent to jackd or grindr outside china. and since i was away from singapore, i decided to place my picture and my stats. and next thing i knew, i was bombarded almost non-stop with messages from people across china - gay chinese. wow wow wow! hahaha...

and one interesting observation i made was - there were many many who liked mature men! and guess what? they describe themselves as people who "喜欢大叔", or, in short, "喜大叔". loosely translated, it means "love uncles". i thought it was rather funny. they refer to mature men as "uncles". i supposed it is equivalent to "daddies" in the american context. but i played along when i realized the local reference to mature man was "uncle" and i introduced myself accordingly when asked. heh! when in rome, do what the romans do. and in this case, when in china, speak like a chinese (gay man). hahaha. and i am proud to say, i can text in chinese rather well now, after texting and replying these people who "喜大叔".

;-)

bee visit

bee visited me over the weekend in china and he had the first hand experience with the local transport system and the crowd there. think it was an eye-opener for him - the pushing, the talking loudly, the running between metro platforms, etc...

anyway, during the short day and a half visit, we managed to view some major tourist attractions - canton tower, the guangzhou river mouth, the tian he shopping belt, chan clan ancestor hall, etc. and of cos, a trip to the lotus mountain (lianhua san) where we toured around the temple and its surrounding areas. also had the chance to bring him to enjoy some of the local food, and not forgetting, the dim sum (which they are famous for).

thought it was a good short getaway for him.

china's weather

i didn't expect the weather to be so erratic during my visit to china.

in the first few days were good the temperature hovered around 20-23 degrees celsius. it was very nice and cooling, and we were able to walk around comfortably most of the day. but by the second week, china experienced a cold spell and suddenly overnight, the temperature dropped to about 10 degrees celsius. on one particular night, it even went down to 7 degrees celsius! it was superbly cold. and to make things worst, it rained too. it was a little uncomfortable especially when it got windy. thankfully, i was prepared for the cold this time round, after having experienced hong kong just a month back. and it helped tremendously that i worked in the comforts of my hotel room, and where i had turned on the heater switched on. i got acclimatised very quickly after the first few days.

but in no time, i had to return to the sweltering heat back home.

i kinda miss the weather now. haha...

my china work trip

it was one helluva 2 weeks in china.

my colleagues and i looked rather down when we boarded the plane. it was gonna be two long week away from home and we expected time to really pass very slowly. i personally was not a huge fan of china. but i had to go. it was a duty call after all.

and the first few days were spend walking like no tomorrow. there were so many things to buy, so many permits to apply, so many things to sign... of cos, it was a team effort and most of these were done by my colleagues as i tagged along and kept an overwatch, co-ordinating as we moved along. i was totally dead beat by the end of each evening and my feet hurt terribly. but it was an eye opener. learned many things, ate even more and wohhh... the food, it was really good and we were stuffed.

after the first few days passed, and when the office was set up was finally done, it was down to routine work. i had to also conduct training when i was there and had to spend time developing the materials, and as all these were happening, i was bombarded with emails from office back home. so... and as usual, i might be overseas physically but had to work doubly hard. and it didn't help much that i had a staff who had no guts to deal with things and people and often had to email me to ask for advice/ assistance to approach/ explain to people. for the second week, i chose to work from my apartment so that i could focus on developing my training materials. many nights, i had to work till past midnight but things went well. the training for my china vendor went smoothly and it was superbly well-received. thank goodness. whew!

the thing about heading outstation is this - the work tend to be doubly heavy, and the hours are long, by virtue of the fact that when i have nothing much to do in the hotel, i'd log on into my email and work. despite this, i didn't feel too much pressure. my boss was thousands of miles away and because of that, i felt very relax. i could work at my own pace and in my own time and i was, in my opinion, a lot more productive that i was back home.

by the end of the second week, i had some mixed feelings about coming home. i had gotten used to the place and the pace. but i had to... and with that, i packed my luggages and returned on the 12 mar 2016. i actually look forward to going back there again.

:-)