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Looking Back 1998

Year 1998 has been a very interesting year for me.  These are the events which were pretty significant in my ordinary life.

  1. I have spent the new year day alone.  Well not exactly.  My driver of that time, Edi, took me to Pelabunhan Ratu, South of Java.
  2. My second love affair had gone to drain some time in Jan/Feb.  Exact moment has been long forgotten.  Who wants to remember that date anyway?
  3. Ever since then, I spent a lot of time with Robert, cooking and playing golf together.
  4. Riot was brewing in the heart of Jakarta.  Been there, seen the army and luckily, got off the project before the so-called massacre.
  5. Promoted to be a consultant on the 1st of March.
  6. Happy moment is of course, the system went live at the beginning of March.
  7. Rolled off from Jakarta in the middle of March and stayed put in KO’s place.
  8. Got into the new VTF project immediately and started working in the prototyping team.
  9. My mother visited me some time in March and got her a long term social visit pass.
  10. Relocated to KL AC office in the middle of April.
  11. Converted to be a Singaporean and the ceremony was at the beginning of August.
  12. Started out with Cynthia on August 15 with the sunset of Malacca.  From then on, we have traveled a lot and have been to Penang, Cameron Highlands and Singapore many times.
  13. Quite smoking and have been to the church from time to time.
  14. Cynthia’s mum came over during Christmas and we went to Singapore to visit her relatives.
  15. Cynthia with me during the New Year Eve.

Of course, out of 365 days a year, we do have some cool events in which we opt not to forget.  Then again, each little events marks the end of one period and the beginning of a new period.  Why not take this opportunity to examine each period closely?

Period of Loneliness and Sadness
(Jan to March)

In fact, this period of loneliness has lasted for a very long time and casually speaking, it was till August.  But to follow the flow of the history, let us just be contented and say that this period ended when I left Jakarta.

Being involved in a meaningless relationship was properly one of the silliest thing I have ever done to my life.  But then again, when I looked back, if not for this total disaster, I would not have learnt so much and treasure my current love relationship so much.

My 2nd love partner delivered several of the most painful feeling to me and I received the blow defenselessly.  There was no counter reaction there and I was in a total losing ground.  Because I gave everything when I am in love.  One of which was like: I am going to stay with another guy this weekend and he is coming to fetch me, anything to say before I leave tonight?

All dignity, all hopes and all “self” – shattered.

Then underwent those bitter moments of moving out and back to my old apartment.  The very first apartment I stayed with Shamsul, and later on, Mark.

Not to say I have lost everything during that period of time.  I composed some very good pieces of music.  I was pretty close to Robert whom is someone I respect and glad to know as a friend.  I picked up golf and had a lot of good food.  I learn some very good lessons for I am closer to know what I really want from a love relationship.

Still remember those moments when I roller-blade with Robert within the Tennis Court of Mitra Oasis while I was listening to Metallica (Reload).  And all those electronic goods shopping.

But all these are just part of my journey of life.  It is supposed to make me stronger.

Period of Career Development and Reorganization of Personal Life
(March to August)

After that traumatic experience in Jakarta, a change of environment is always welcome.  And there I was, back in Singapore.  And somehow, I see things a little bit differently.  Seems to me that the future was something which I could not even touch.

And then, my journey of life has arrived at a “roundabout”.  I was thinking of (a) take all my saving and pursue my PHD study in UK, (b) forgo my Singapore PR status and return to HK together with all the CPF contributions; or (c) continue to head for the uncertainty.

Just branch off from here, sometime symbolic happened here.  I was talking about my so-called choices with Annie on the phone just in front of Borders and somehow, Cynthia, totally unexpectedly, appeared right in front of me.

Anyway, back to my “roundabout”, I have decided to continue heading to the uncertainty.  As far as my career is concerned, it has gone pretty OK.  I have been promoted to the consultant level and have some sort of decent role in the new project.

And because of this project, I have made a lot of new friends and met a couple of old friends.  Surprisingly, when I met my ex, I can simply treat her as a new stranger with no attachment to the history.  I guess, I can safely say that I have totally got over her (and ready for a new beginning?)

And not to forget to mention that one of the most significant event in the Year 1998 is my becoming of a Singaporean.  At that very moment before I took up the citizenship, I felt as though it was like a marriage decision.  Equal importance I would suppose.  It is because it is where my base is, my family and my generations.

But I made that decision – just like that!

Again, something gain, something lost.  In this period of time, I tried so hard to glue my own family together and even tried so hard to work on this personal aspect.  Well, I was event to the idea of having some sort of family holiday once a year.  Just the family together go somewhere and have a relaxing time, catching up with each other. But it never work out so far.  Year 1999 perhaps?

Period of Love
(August to Now)

In order for Cynthia to be in KL, she has to come with VTF experience.  In order for her to come with that experience, she has to work in BUN with the VTF team.  And for that, she needs to join AC Jakarta.  And to join AC, she needs a decent degree in a decent university like Bandung.  So on and so on.

In order for me to be in KL, I too have to come with VTF experience.  In order for me to know Cynthia beforehand, I have to be in the BUN project.  And at that time, I had quite a number of choices but I somehow chose to be in Indonesia for I wanted to know the culture there.  And I was in Paris. For me to be in Paris, I must join AC Singapore.  And that, I need to be brought into Singapore to start with, thanks to my ex-lover back in the university.  And to meet her, I need to study in Oxford, UK.  And to make it there, no way I could have done it from HK and therefore, thanks to the scholarship which enabled me to study the A-Level in UK.

And one last comment to this what I called as “divine plan” is that if I were to start out with Cynthia back in Jakarta, I do not think that we would have worked out.  Simply because I was not ready for any relationship then as I was still trying very hard to get over my ex-lover back in Singapore.  Hence, my ex-love back in Jakarta came into the picture.

Ever since I went out with Cynthia, I am in so much joy.  We travelled many places.  We share similar hobbies, like reading and music.  She makes me feel so much like a man and I make her feel so much like a woman.  We talked about marriage. We make plan to visit our parents together.  I quite smoking and often, I go to the Catholic Church.

So, there is indeed something like: Made for each other?

Vision
(Now to Dec 99)

The word of the year will be “balance”.

To seek a balance between career and love, a balance between individual life and a life with my family; and a balance between luxury and necessity.

This year, I really wish that my wishes which have been accumulated for years will slowly come true and I am ready to fight for it.

  • Set up the root in Singapore
  • Have a fruitful relationship

May God be with me and everyone of my brothers and sisters too.

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My Good Old Friend

Finally, I can wake up in some undefined time.  Did my laundry by hand and left the house by 1 pm.  The amazing thing is, after losing ways and got to the wrong place here and there, it took me 4 hours to get to see my Kah Lok friend.  Amazing, huh?

Begin to feel like the good old days in UK.  Except that no one is beside me while I drive.

Watch the show, “Good Will Hunting”, alone.

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We Move, Because of Our Loved Ones

I really miss those good old days in BUN.  People in this project do not understand me at all.  I am wondering why some people can earn respect just like that.  As for me, my moment has yet to come.  Wonder what will happen when my whole army of subordinate arrives.

Argument and argument.  Don’t really think that Kenny and I can mix well with each other.  Fighting for power, I suppose.

Tonight, our group has become Lily, Yen Pin, Jason and me.  Wondering if Lily is having her own social circle at all.  Maybe, just maybe, since she is from New Zealand and come to KL because of her loved one.  Something like last thing I have decided to come to Singapore because of my ex-loved one.

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No One Can Put up with Me

Yen Pin complaint that the small bed has somehow “injured” his feet.  Or something like that.  In the end, he has decided to move into Alvin’s apartment.  Same problem.  Rooms.

Went to dinner in yet another mall.  Lucky Jason not with us today.  The car was just nice for 5 of us including Alvin’s girlfriend, Jacqueline.  She is kind of very thin and very quiet.  Must be shy.

Today, my mood really went haywire.  Did not even speak a single word throughout lunch time.  No wonder so hard to find someone to put up with me.  No wonder.

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Supper Time

Last night, Jason and I drove out for supper and returned at 2 am.  Hence not came as a surprise that I could not get up in the morning.  Twenty minute late to be exact.  And Alvin Koh was even more classic.  Jason went up to call him and Alvin took more than ten minute to come down.  We all joked that he was having a quickie.

Kenny joined us today.  Cool.

Lily is such a nice lady.  Showing us around again.  Lovely, lovely.

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I Begin to Like Malaysia

Social life being an expatriate is definitely something worth looking forward to.  Especially having such a big group of people around us.

A mobile phone seems to be one of the necessity for having a decent social circle.  Tonight, we all went out for a dinner led by Lily.  Adeline left a bit earlier then us promised to join us a little bit later.  Lily asked me to give my phone number to her but she gave hers to me instead.  Alvin quickly summoned me later on and told me that it is a “sign”.  Sign?  Can’t see.

All of us feeling hunger and could not wait.  So we persuaded Alvin to take his work and finish it during the ride to KL.  Man, what a real consultant.  Have to work during the traffic jam.

After eaten a lot of food, Adeline took a taxis and went home.  Lily had to lead us out of KL.  Just when we were walking towards the car park, Adeline called me and told me that she has left the organiser in the hawker centre.  Yen Pin, Alvin and me took a long walk and found her organiser.  But we couldn’t find the key.  Anyway, in the end, she arrived in Merz and took the organiser.

Interesting girl.  What an eye contact during lunch time.

Lily called and said goodnight. Isn’t that sweet?

I begin to like Malaysia.

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I Begin to Hate Jakarta

CC rang me (or us as in me and Robert) up this morning.  And it was the first time I met Balquais (CC’s roommate, a Malay who can speak Mandarin).  We had an Indonesian lunch, suppose to be quite good and began shopping at some random shopping malls for names I can never remember.

The traffic was so bad and we have spent so much time (and effort) just to move around.

Balquais is quite a nice person despite all the talking we have had.  We chatted quite a lot (she has studied in Durham, UK, for a year) and did CC just get jealous.  What to say?  A very interesting woman.

I think I begin to hate Jakarta already.

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Fun to be with Friends

The lunch was as exciting as expected.  We have Kenny and Amy, Michael and Janet, Yvonne and Wilson, and the singles including Alex, Herman, Cedric, Anthony (Athena still in UK), Alex’s friend – Desmond and me.  Amy and Janet both have short hair.  Must be the fashion of to date.  Herman and Yvonne seems to have gained some weight.  Other than that, everyone looks very similar.

It is very fun to be with your friends really.

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Lovely Dad I Have

Had “Dim Sum” with Aunt Annie and Aunt Chan, and their respective daughters as well.  Kitty is not as stunning as last time I met her (one and a half years ago).  Wonder why.

Finished reading “Romeo and Juliet”, will read it once again.

What else have I achieved today?  Well, my Dad bought me a game (Command and Conquer).  What a lovely daddy he is!  And I practiced the “Beautiful Blue Danube”.

Met up with Alex for a drink in Wanchai and he also bets that I will see JP before I get married.  Anyway, his point is that I shall “let it be”.

I think I should.  Just too much for me to cope with already.

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Time Heals

The one week stay in Singapore passed so fast.  I remember Sunday with Sam.  Monday lunch with Damien’s usual group to go East Coast.  Monday night with Annie – diner, drink and movie.  Tuesday lunch with Francis and Edwin and we went to East Coast again.  Tuesday night was supposed to be with Francis but he cancelled the dinner (as expected) and therefore I was so tempted to call JP out but Ginger dined with me instead.  Wednesday lunch with Edwin again as I needed him to drive me all the way back to Masiling to collect my parcel.  In return I have to give him a good treat.  Wednesday night out with Sam and his friends.  Thursday lunch with Colin (and Damien tugged along) at City Hall.  Dinner with Annie as I needed to buy some BBQ pork slice and floss.  Friday lunch with Benny as I have to return JP’s camera.

And I left the office at 3:30pm and headed all the way to Hong Kong.

So, I am in Hong Kong.  Strangely I feel that I still like Singapore.  How come?  And I think of her lesser and lesser.  Time heals indeed.