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What are you grateful for?

I was sipping my glass of moscato with a group of old and new friends tonight when I caught myself off-guard for a moment. There I was, laughing and fooling around with a bunch of people I didn’t even know this time last year (other than one old friend. But as Sue always say, “an oldie but a goldie.”) and I found myself smiling to myself as Keane was playing at the background.

I’ve been saying this for months but sometimes I still want to pinch myself. I’m happy. I’m so truly happy right here and now that everything seems so perfect at the moment. (well, other than the impending deadlines that are scaring the hell outta me…) I’ve came a long way this year. I really have.

I may not have gotten married or pop yet another baby like some of my peers. And despite not having these generic milestones the past year, there are still so many things I’m grateful for. So many. Even the seemingly bad moments.

Right now, I’m grateful for:

  1. My job. A younger me took my previous jobs for granted but now, after a year of freelance writing (not that I didn’t love that year of freedom, haha), I know I must always be grateful that I have a job. And one that I absolutely love? I must be crazy not to be thankful. I marvel how everything had happened in the past year to allow me to land this great gig. Truly – every thing does happen for a reason.
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  2. My boss and colleagues. Is it too fast for me to declare this? Things may change in the future but right now, thank you Life for putting me in a work environment where I just adore my boss and colleagues. Each of them and their idiosyncrasies amuse me to no end everyday and despite our multinational and multicultural backgrounds, we are all the same. I love exchanging knowing looks with a few kindred spirits among my colleagues and I love how they make me laugh my ass off just by being themselves. And the ex-colleagues that were never quite mine to start with – AS and MJ. Fast friendships do happen in real life!
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  3. Fashion, art, photography and architecture. In my own little mind, I categorise this group as “beauty”. Beauty is everywhere around us – all day, every day. In good fashion, good art, good photography and of course, good architecture. I’m grateful that they’re such awesome sources of creativity and how they inspire me endlessly with their beauty. I love how my exposure to them makes me learn so much about history, sociology and psychology.
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  4. New friends. The girl and boy friends I’d met through the course of yoga both locally and while I was travelling, thank you for being the epitomes that one is never too old to make new good friends. Regardless of our nationalities and backgrounds and whether you’re skyping or emailing from Toronto, Tokyo, Sydney, San Francisco, Beijing or Amsterdam, you are amazing examples that we’re, again, all the same.
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  5. BADSPY. Our friendship is like an elastic band and I’m grateful that despite the fact that sometimes it stretches thin, it’ll always rebound to original form. Maybe cos I was the runaway child who left for two years and came back again, I feel the evolution of our friendship more. Nevertheless, I absolutely love us for who we are. I was rereading the Christmas cards we exchanged this year and as cheesy as it sounds, they warm my heart. :)
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  6. My travels. Thank you for opening my eyes and mind and allowing them to rethink our so-called set of ethnics and morals. Who said we would always stay the same and never evolve? And of course, letting me realised I’m more independent than I let on and that I’m amazingly open to every possible experience Life may have to offer.
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  7. My mistakes. Whether grave or trivial – you’ve opened a floodgate of lessons that I would have never learned if I’d never committed you. Thank you for the wealth of knowledge and teaching me that learning gracefully from mistakes are just like passing our school examinations with flying colours. Yes, even the ones that I’d made at the sake of losing some people from my life for good. It’s OK because they were meant to happen.
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  8. My family. A father who relentlessly fetches me anywhere I wanna go and makes sure I have my dinners that there’s no such thing as “out of the way” when it comes to his daughter. A mother whom is generous and loving to a fault, and also ridiculously innocent yet endearing. A sister who’s ethereally unfazed by anything. She’s my role model at living a simple but loving life.  She embodies the saying “keep calm and carry on”. And the small little people she’s given birth to who love and adore me unconditionally and the best teachers for teaching one how to appreciate the little things in life. Candy is no longer just candy. They’re EVERYTHING.
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  9. Music and movies – the perfect escapes and yet one that often allows me to connect to another. Sometimes they transport me to other worlds and sometimes they bring forth a whole slew of epiphanies. My creative little soul needs that outlet that ignites all my senses.
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  10. My best friend who, somehow, seems to have mastered the perfect mix of goofiness and grace. Thank you for creating this friendship with me that’s so strong and effortless that it befuddles me to think of a situation that can possibly rock it.
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  11. My Self for being relentlessly optimistic and hopelessly romantic. For continually surprising me at how strong I can be without going all girl power and feminist and I can walk my talk. For being able to always seek the lessons in every dire situation instead of blaming the world. And most importantly, for never taking myself and Life too seriously.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

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Love from Toronto

In my blurry state of waking from a nap yesterday afternoon, I awoke to the loveliest season greetings from a land far away!

“Hi my dearest!

Let me begin with I love you.

I am taking the time to write to the profound people who have supported and impacted my life over this past year of growth and transformation!

In case I have not said it enough. Thank you.

Thank you for your spirit and energy and sharing the villa and your beautiful broken heart at that time with us last year. Thank you for wanting to continue to be a part of my life even though we are worlds away from one another. Thank you for providing me with so much soul and inspiration through your words. Thank you even if there is much time between our conversations, for always returning and asking me how I am. Thank you for listening to me. Thank you for all of your support and encouragement and for relishing and accepting my deeply rooted sometimes wise ways along with my silly, playful goofy ways. Thank you for believing in me and sharing it with me often. Thank you for listening. I hold and provide space for a lot of people, so it means a lot to me when somebody just takes the time to listen.

I am so proud of your spiritual growth over this past year. I am so proud of your revelations and understanding about yourself in relationship. For your divine appreciation for your alone time. For your travels and romantic escapades. For your wisdom and yoga practice. For this beautiful job that you manifested for yourself as you merge your love for style, travel and professionalism with your gift for words and perspective in seeing this truly magnificent world and sharing all of your questions, emotions and details of your existence with so many of us through your blog. You are growing into this rooted calm woman. And although our time together was epically brief, it will forever charge through my spirit as a rush of excitement, honesty, playfulness and adventure. While it is true, I do not spend massive amounts of my time reminiscing in the effort of staying truly present, I can say that each and every part of my physical body, my mental body and my spiritual being remembers and is nourished by the names Yilian and Bali. The two will forever be connected in my sense memory and forever grateful for your generosity during this time of finding my way back to my feminine wild and the Divine Feminine as my roots!

May this year bring you much balance between this new found job and the delights in your desire to travel, explore, eat good food, meet quality friends whom you can share all of these spiritual revelations and your growth in person with! May your deepest desires, whatever they might be, however they likely are changing find their way to you effortlessly. And may you remind yourself oh so often that this is all just an experience. The goal is not one of happiness or sadness. It is simple a cycle. Constant cycles present in every area of your life. Ride the cycle. Enjoy. And know that at the end of the day, you want a FULL experience. It is the fullness and the reverence for the ups and the downs I am learning by which this acceptance, understanding, calm and peace for this crazy sensation that we call life is able to find its way to us!

Blessed be my kindred spirit!

Love Always,

Becca”

And it made me so, so happy. :D

Becca, me and my skeletal arm from one year ago

Merry Christmas guys!!! Hope you are winding down to the festive period. Meanwhile, I’m running around town like a headless chicken, trying to get the perfect gifts for the 20 people on my list. So tonight, I’m gonna do a final round with the best pal in town and order “HAM” (only close pals will get the joke on this…) before tomorrow, which is apparently the last day to order.

And at work, Feb 2012 issue is closed and immediately, I’m feeling the heat from our thick March 2012 issue! Hong Kong and Bali to look forward to next month!!!

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A year ago… Today…

I was crying myself to sleep on the bed bugs-infested mattress somewhere in Lotunduh, Ubud, Bali.

Tonight, after an awesome yoga class and dinner with a good pal and her boyfriend whom I’d finally met for the first time, I’m grinning to myself as I wonder which movie I should watch next in the cinemas (yesterday was I Don’t Know How She Does It, Captain America: The First Avenger and Beginners – don’t you love the range of movie genres I watch? I’m a movie carnivore who watches everything but horror. I’ll hate you forever and ever if you force me to sit through a horror film).

One short year. One long ride of rollercoaster.

I realised I’d never quite wrote about the one month I spent in Bali on my own last November. In fact, I’d never quite told anyone the details of my trip.

It was one of those trips that was a game changer.

I spent the first week of that month crying to sleep every night, wondering what the f*** was I doing to myself, booking this two-bedroom villa in the middle of nowhere in Ubud. Eat, Pray, Love my ass. I wanted my ex-boyfriend. I wanted my mommy. I wanted my friends. I wanted to go home. I went with no plans. I didn’t know what to do. As I fell asleep every night to the incessant dog barking, rooster crowing and toads croaking, I wished I would never wake up the next morning.

Unfortunately, I didn’t get to sleep forever so for the first two days, I sat idle in my villa, not sure what to do. I sorted myself out. I got a local SIM card, I chatted to the lovely villa helpers – one of whom, Cuk, I’m eternally grateful to. He became my daily chauffeur and butler. Sorting out any teeny weeny problem I had. If I ran out of gas for my hot water, he was there. If I wanted to change my daily breakfast time (yeah, the sweet ladies come to my villa’s kitchen to make me breakie every day!), he would take care of it. If I was rushing for a yoga class at the awesome Yoga Barn, he would speed me there (while I feared for my life without a helmet).

Me on Cuk's bike

And the first group of lone travellers I met consisted of a spirited Belgian girl in her early 30s, a hippie Aussie boy in his mid 30s and the most wonderful Aussie lady (Wendy) in her late 50s. I was quiet and keeping to myself in a crystal healing class (don’t judge me!). Later on, I had to pair up with the above-mentioned two ladies and we hit it off like fire.

The four of us went for dinner at one of those lovely restaurants along Monkey Forest Road and we were one of the last to leave. We shared the stories of my lives, bawled our eyes out (read: me) and chatted like old friends. A few days later, the Belgian girl and Aussie boy took off to explore the rest of Bali individually and Wendy, like me, was gonna spend another three weeks in Bali so we became yoga buddies.

The four of us

There were two nights when Wendy, hippie Aussie (sorry, I don’t remember his name!) and I went for kirtan (a call-and-response chanting performed in India’s devotional traditions) and a movie called You Can Change Your Live. It was my first exposure to kirtan and that was the most beautiful thing ever. 150 people in the room and singing and dancing in a language (Sanskrit) that I have no idea about. But somehow, everyone seemed connected. I was so resistant towards these airy fairy hippie crack but having nothing better to do alone in Ubud, I tagged along with my newfound friends. And there’s no turning back.

Cos I totally became an airy fairy hippie chick. Hahahaha. Gawd, I’m so predictable that I wanna claw my eyes out right now.

I don’t wanna go into the whole spiritual talk right now (because I still wanna keep the, erm, 10 blog readers I have) but I was converted simply because I knew I felt much much better emotionally and mentally when I allowed those airy fairy stuff into my life. I didn’t want to resist nor succumb to any new agey lifestyle. I just wanted to feel better. And that made me feel better. If that’s not the best judge then what is?

The progress after a week in Ubud? From insisting on cutting my trip to just a week, I decided to be brave and continue with my original plan of a month and see where Life would take me… It helped I had Cuk and Wendy. So hopefully the next three weeks would be manageable… But seriously, “manageable”? The rest of the month was more than I could wish for.

I remember telling Sue that I was so worried Bali would do nothing for me and I would just go home the same with much emptier pockets.

Hmmm OK. I can definitely not fit the rest of the month within an entry. Watch this space for the next three weeks! Now, Melancholia or Page One: Inside The New York Times awaits!

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I converse with Sue:

me: eh, i ask u ah
how long can i keep ice cream for?
SueAnn: hmmmm?
HAHAHHA
as long as possible
well
depends
me: bcos i haven’t been eating them
SueAnn: if its those freshly madeones
me: cos it’s cold
SueAnn: or bought from store
me: no la, haagen daz and ben & jerry’s lor
SueAnn: hahah
hmmm
i kept a h.daz one in my fridge for about…
me: expiry date i guess??
SueAnn: 8-9 mths?
still ate it
yaaa
me: ok ok
SueAnn: got expiry date….no?
haahahahahah
me: sure have lah
i swear, sometimes it’s more fun when someone’s fighting for it w u
SueAnn: and u can say that u lbeen living on ur own for the past 1 yr plus!!!
me: at home, it never last
SueAnn: this kinda thing u dont know!

me: cos i scare my bro will finish everything
so i faster eat
hahahahaaha
SueAnn: eeee u so tamjiak one!!!
ahahhahahahaha
me: but here, watevs lor
aloneeeee
nobody fight w me
not scare of losing
SueAnn: thats true
me: hahahahahaha
SueAnn: it took me 4 weeks to finish my sea salt caramel one
but when my folks were ard
…like 1 week
i whack everyday
me: AHAHAHAHAHAHHA
see see!!!
we’re awful siblings/daughters
SueAnn: indeed
also awful girlfriends
cos i wld totally whack
and not SHARE
too BAD!
me: no la
matt’s awful-er
he steals my food
SueAnn: ouch
me: even when i tell him i STILL WANT them
damn cb right
SueAnn: HAHAHAHAHAHAH
me: and he says i make him fat

SueAnn: thats is mean
but funny
me: but i get really irritated one leh!!!!
like REALLY irritated
SueAnn: hahaahhaha
so primal
me: AHAHA
food lehhh

yummy food
SueAnn: ya …exactly

Very typical of us, yes…

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Charmaine and me!

As much as I complained about the tiresome week I had last week, there’s nothing I would exchange for the evening I spent with Charmaine:

Hello friend!

I haven’t have a good one-on-one time with her for… gosh, since our CLEO days? The past few catch-ups were with other friends. But some decent alone time? It’s really been years. A good four years at least. I was initially worried we wouldn’t have enough to chat about on our own but I dare say we got on like a house on fire! (Please Char, tell me it’s not just on my part. hahahahaah)

We talked animatedly, had sudden bursts of laughter and reminisced about the gooood ol’ days we had. Our infamous Christmas parties, hanging out at different CLEO girls’ houses on weekends, yoga sessions every Tuesday (or is it Mon?), pigging out sessions, her hen’s night and Bali wedding and how we were the boardgames kakis. Aww, I didn’t realise how much I miss those days until we laughed and laughed over them. Sigh.

Char left CLEO a couple months before I did. After her departure, things just weren’t the same for me. :/ I still love the girls but it just wasn’t the same without her around! I missed her bossing around as the team’s sub-editor, her red M&M soft toy which she would place on top of her cubicle to symbolise she was busy and do not and she meant, DO NOT, disturb her unless it was utterly, impossibly urgent.

I had the pleasure of her sitting right across me and if I needed to know what was the right word to use for my copy, I could just go: “Char?” I missed Corinne popping over to our side, excited (usually over a new dress or bachelor. hahahahaha) and her famous cupboard of gifts. I missed Debs’ incessant complains over stuff you didn’t know could actually be complained about. I missed Cyn’s messy table and her “huh?” face amongst the chaos on her desk. Oh gosh, it was hilarious.

I’m so, so glad I had the opportunity to catch up with Char properly last week. We had, at her request, roast goose at Yung Kee and wanted to take a proper pic but the waiter seemed insistent on capturing the entire table into the shot as well so we ended up having to take our own. I then had her tried the condensed milk toast I endorse (for free, sadly) at Tsui Wah and hehe, she became a convert! Whee whee whee. Yes, it’s my pathetic ambition in HK to convert as many people as possible into Tsui-Wah’s-condensed-milk-toast-lovers.

The ironic thing was Char used to stay in HK for two years but she had never tried it before! She then moved to Guam and now is back in the publishing industry in SG. Funny how it takes her presence in HK now for us to have a decent meet-up. :) Hope there will be more to come!

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Aww

On Thursday night, after Sue departed for Singapore, I returned to a cold and dark house (cue tearjerker music) to find a pretty box sitting on my table.

Aw, my tech boyfriend is the sweetest! I mentioned to her about some places in HK that sell really yums macaroons and look what she got me!

Have to mention Karen was extremely thoughtful as well when she was here in August. Both of us are suckers for a certain type of book (not gonna say what kind cos it’ll make us sound like downright losers) and I told her about this title which I heard rave reviews about. And tadah! Found it on my desk after she left for Singapore as well when I returned home.

Too sweet!

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A little care pack!

When Bern came over the week before, she brought a pouch of goodies for me, carefully packed by Daph and Belle.

Bosom boosters?!?!

No price for guessing which is my fave! Thanks Belle for the MJ key ring! I luuuurve the metallic red!! And thanks XLD for buying that Acne Patch pack for me. She must be inspired by our Skype convo two weeks when I showed her the huge-ass zit I had in the middle of my forehead. (Thank God for fringe.)

And erm, yes, bosom boosters… Not that I don’t need them but I’ve already accepted my body, pals! And what’s with post-it notes… Seriously.

Aww

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Anyhow, I’m as excited as nervous about my Melbourne trip next week! Excited cos I get to go home this weekend as I’m going via SG to Melb on Emirates as they had that super cheap S$406 deal. And excited cos I LOVE Melbourne!! And it’s been 3 1/2 years since I last went there. So super happy to go back. And I’ll be there for close to 2 weeks! Woot!

But nervous cos it’s gonna be winter. :( I’d never done winter in Melbourne before and I’m scared!! And also cos I’ve so much to do in Melbourne. :(

  1. A 2,000 to 3,000 photo report
  2. A 24-page Melbourne city guide update
  3. Report on 15 kidswear stores
  4. A business/design report with one of the biggest Australian brands
  5. A detailed store write-up
  6. A report of interviews with buyers

All of the above to be done in 8 days… And I suspect I’ll have to use my weekends as well… Ah well, anything to get everything done so my heart can rest easy! I’m also hoping I can come back with more story ideas that I can file from HK… Hopefully!

On to cheerier stuff, I can see Matt, my family and pals again this weekend! Super excited! But super NOT excited about the weather in Singapore. I love everything about Singapore except the bloody weather. Ugh, just thinking about it makes me feel damn bleah.

Speaking of weather, it’s so hot in HK today! Guess summer’s coming. More so with the stink that the city is emitting nowadays, summer’s definitely approaching. And that means typhoons too. More Typhoon 8 please! (But only during weekdays in the daytime. kthxbai.) So we can at home and no need to head to the office! Hur hur. So please don’t come when I on work trips too please. I know, a lot of requests.

Yeah, 3 more days to Friday!

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<3 from my pals

Last week, I was at work as usual when Daph suddenly told me: “Go check Facebook now!”. I thought she was announcing an engagement or something – she was so excited! I obediently went onto FB and saw a series of photos Belle uploaded and couldn’t help  but burst out laughing in the office!

Belle came up with the idea of printing a photo of me and bringing it everywhere she goes so I’m ‘there’ with them all the time. My pals say spastic stuff all the time so you kinda learn to ignore some stuff after a while. So when she told me her idea (“BEST. IDEA. EVER.”), I was like, “Sure! Do ittttttt!”

I sent her a nice picture of me sitting at a table so it looks like I’m dining with them but she picked a silly expression one from the same range instead. Tsk.

My pals would then tell me they’d ‘brought’ me to Japanese dinner, to supper, to Butter Factory, Cuscaden and I’d even ‘kept them company’ in the CLEO office (since ‘I’m’ like Belle’s pet now, following her everywhere she goes). So they took pics to prove that I was ‘out’ with them.

Bern and Pam having an (obviously) animated convo with me.

Bern and Pam having an (obviously) animated convo with 'me'.

 Even Cynthia and Solana joined in the fun:

They even fed me, showed me the menu and wiped my mouth. How <3. :)

And erm, poke ‘my’ eye with a toothpick too. So mean, ah fern!!!

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Jolene in HK

I got a text from Jolene a week ago, informing me she would be in HK on 29th and 30th Nov and thankfully, my trip in Shanghai ended on the 28th so I managed to catch her for dinner the next night I returned.

She wanted Sweet Dynasty, which I hadn’t been to yet, so I happily comply. She always used to eat like a mouse and eating with her was never that fun cos of that but gosh, I had to eat my words that day. She ate at least double of what I had. But in all fairness, I had been having a really bad appetite for the past few weeks. All the travelling seemed to wreak havoc to my stomach. I either are too much at weird hours or didn’t eat at all for many hours.

We ordered SIX dishes to share between the two of us. I was realistic and knew we couldn’t manage but that girl was greedy and wanted all. Oh, six dishes, not inclusive of dessert.

Was supposed to meet her again the next day but she fell ill so she rested in while I just stayed in the office. Hope she could make her way here again. The last time we met up was approximately 15 months ago and it was nice to pick up where we left off. Hmmm, friendships. :)

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Revamp!

I dabbled in customising the site’s CSS for several hours today and I managed to tweak the html stuff! I feel so smart and it makes me happy cos it’s not often I get to feel this way. :)

I asked my ‘tech bf’ for help but she’s pretty useless when it comes to web or blog building.

But that said, I must give her credit for the time where I called her desperately from HK cos my MacBook’s internal webcam wasn’t working and she managed to help me solve the problem within minutes. And it wasn’t me being a retard, that’s why she could solve it so easily. She was just effi (Belle, new shortcut I came up myself. Can make it?) that way!

My tech bf and I being retards on Skype. I was holding Bender and she was holding some random robot.

My 'tech bf' and I being retards on Skype. I was holding Bender and she was holding some random robot (oops correction - it's Bender too. But in a cube form. How cute!)

Meanwhile, Germ (not my ‘tech bf’ but definitely more powerful. hahahaha) has so generously offered to give me a hand in setting up my first blog shop on LJ. We’ll see how that goes. So excited about it! Something to look forward to fill my days here. Woot!

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