You can never have enough time.
Monday, October 01, 2007
Time is of the essence
Welcoming the Audemars Piguet Royal Oak Ref. 15300ST to my horology collection.
You can never have enough time.
You can never have enough time.
The Exodus
Phooooo Weeeee! I haven't blogged in ages! Time sure flies and now, one by one my fellow course mates are being posted out! Joe's gone to Beijing while Michelle is on the plane to LAX as I type this. Well I guess its just them and Bob for now since Kenrick, Reuben and I are still stuck here in good o'l Singapore. Not for too long I hope.
Good luck you guys who are out there now though I hear that our friends in China won't be able to read this coz of the ban on blogger by the government there. Whats up with that??
Oh and Bob has gone to Japan for a holiday. Again. He barely got married and already he's on his second honeymoon. I waved goodbye to him at F54 today while I was on duty doing the departure south wing. Yes, while I was on DUTY.
Which reminds me, ever wondered how you're on duty and then BAM! something happens with a passenger which requires the immediate attention of the DM. That really erks me. When we're out on our rounds, the ground staff always act like we're flies bothering them and then suddenly the walkie goes off "DM XXXX can you please go to gate XXX. The staff there needs your help" and when we get there its always, "eh boss, sorry ah, I don't know how to handle this"
But thats not what I wanna talk about, rather, its how we react to those extraordinary situations. I gotta be honest, whenever I'm in the shower, my mind is always buzzing on overload and conjuring up scenarios that can happen at work. And I ALWAYS have an amazing retort or sentence to say to a passenger for whatever reason they give at all. Be it at the check-in counter, at the departure gates or on board the plane! You name it and I'll settle it. But then when it comes down to it, when the passenger is glaring at you and demanding the 9 planets (or is it 8 now? I'm not sure anymore) those amazing pre-molded answers go flying out the window and is promptly minced up by the nearest rolls-royce trent engine on a boeing. Instead, what comes out of my mouth is an unflattering, "Oh....uh....I see. Sorry". Well sometimes at least.
Thats not right. The passengers should be afraid of ME! They should be at my mercy since I determine if they are to get on the plane or not. In those few hours that they fly on the airline, their lives belong to me! Muahahahaha.
Right. Well it doesn't always happen that way. Most of the time I'm stumped coz I cannot fathom what the passenger wants anyway. Either that or I just cannot decipher what they are saying. Sigh, its the nature of the job I reckon. We get better at this with each passing day. Righto, time for bed mates! Hope y'all are having a great time! Later~
Good luck you guys who are out there now though I hear that our friends in China won't be able to read this coz of the ban on blogger by the government there. Whats up with that??
Oh and Bob has gone to Japan for a holiday. Again. He barely got married and already he's on his second honeymoon. I waved goodbye to him at F54 today while I was on duty doing the departure south wing. Yes, while I was on DUTY.
Which reminds me, ever wondered how you're on duty and then BAM! something happens with a passenger which requires the immediate attention of the DM. That really erks me. When we're out on our rounds, the ground staff always act like we're flies bothering them and then suddenly the walkie goes off "DM XXXX can you please go to gate XXX. The staff there needs your help" and when we get there its always, "eh boss, sorry ah, I don't know how to handle this"
But thats not what I wanna talk about, rather, its how we react to those extraordinary situations. I gotta be honest, whenever I'm in the shower, my mind is always buzzing on overload and conjuring up scenarios that can happen at work. And I ALWAYS have an amazing retort or sentence to say to a passenger for whatever reason they give at all. Be it at the check-in counter, at the departure gates or on board the plane! You name it and I'll settle it. But then when it comes down to it, when the passenger is glaring at you and demanding the 9 planets (or is it 8 now? I'm not sure anymore) those amazing pre-molded answers go flying out the window and is promptly minced up by the nearest rolls-royce trent engine on a boeing. Instead, what comes out of my mouth is an unflattering, "Oh....uh....I see. Sorry". Well sometimes at least.
Thats not right. The passengers should be afraid of ME! They should be at my mercy since I determine if they are to get on the plane or not. In those few hours that they fly on the airline, their lives belong to me! Muahahahaha.
Right. Well it doesn't always happen that way. Most of the time I'm stumped coz I cannot fathom what the passenger wants anyway. Either that or I just cannot decipher what they are saying. Sigh, its the nature of the job I reckon. We get better at this with each passing day. Righto, time for bed mates! Hope y'all are having a great time! Later~
Monday, September 03, 2007
Monday, July 23, 2007
A Gazillion years later...
And I finally post a new blog entry. Ok this blog thing is getting tiresome. But here goes anyway!
What have I been up to? Training, training and more training. Work has been really cool. Its been slightly more than 7 months of training and as my training phase draws closer to its end, I am getting ready to be posted overseas. Where I'm going...I don't know, but I have a pretty good idea where I want to go. For that I'm leaving it entirely to God. Let's see where this adventure called life takes me. Sweeeet.
I'm a totally changed person wardrobe wise. I've never seen so many shirts in my wardrobe before. Its always been board shorts and T shirts for me. But look into my wardrobe now and you see shirts! 1 for eveyday of the month even. And *gasp* pants and TIES! Yes, I look different now. But only during office hours. The climate in singapore doesn't allow you to stay in that get-up for long.
Other than that, nothing much has changed. Oh but I have picked up a new hobby! Watch collecting! After wearing my trusty and loyal Tag Heuer for 15 years, I have ventured into the upper echelon of horological artistry. I never knew watches could be so fascinating and a marvel of mechanical mastery. As "revolution" magazine would put it, watches are machines with a heartbeat. I could not agree more. Early this year I added a Master World Geographic from Jaeger LeCoultre to my inventory. Its a beautiful piece that tells me the time for 24 time zones at a glance. Pretty handy for my job.
Now, me being me, I decided to get another one a month ago. This time its a simple modern classic from A.Lange & Sohne. The epitomy of Saxon horology. Its a breath taking holding the Lange 1 in your hand. Everyone needs a good watch.
Time waits for no man. Till my next post....
What have I been up to? Training, training and more training. Work has been really cool. Its been slightly more than 7 months of training and as my training phase draws closer to its end, I am getting ready to be posted overseas. Where I'm going...I don't know, but I have a pretty good idea where I want to go. For that I'm leaving it entirely to God. Let's see where this adventure called life takes me. Sweeeet.
I'm a totally changed person wardrobe wise. I've never seen so many shirts in my wardrobe before. Its always been board shorts and T shirts for me. But look into my wardrobe now and you see shirts! 1 for eveyday of the month even. And *gasp* pants and TIES! Yes, I look different now. But only during office hours. The climate in singapore doesn't allow you to stay in that get-up for long.
Other than that, nothing much has changed. Oh but I have picked up a new hobby! Watch collecting! After wearing my trusty and loyal Tag Heuer for 15 years, I have ventured into the upper echelon of horological artistry. I never knew watches could be so fascinating and a marvel of mechanical mastery. As "revolution" magazine would put it, watches are machines with a heartbeat. I could not agree more. Early this year I added a Master World Geographic from Jaeger LeCoultre to my inventory. Its a beautiful piece that tells me the time for 24 time zones at a glance. Pretty handy for my job.
Now, me being me, I decided to get another one a month ago. This time its a simple modern classic from A.Lange & Sohne. The epitomy of Saxon horology. Its a breath taking holding the Lange 1 in your hand. Everyone needs a good watch.
Time waits for no man. Till my next post....
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
clear mind of the swim
WooOOOooo! Nothing like a good swim to clear the mind and loosen the joints. The swimming complements my running, and the running complements the swimming. In the midst of this regime, I can throw in some biking and tada! Almost like a triathlete except that I don't run and bike in the gay looking tight suits.
But one thing came to mind. I realised after my recent trip to Melbourne to visit my absolutely hot and yummilicious girlfriend, that the gels and creams and toiletries that we use in Singapore is always a yucky texture. Toothepaste for example always comes out nice and gelly and firm in the cooler climate of Australia, the way it should be. Whereas in Singapore, we get a gross not liquid but not really gel texture. Shampoo too, stays in the palm of your hands when you squeeze it out of the bottle instead of dripping and tricking down your hands. We're not experiencing our toiletries the way we should I tell ya! How annoying!
And I can't help but make a mention about everyone's "favourite" OS again. Windows is the bomb I say. Literally. It always blows up in your face when you need it most. My mom came around with her VAIO in the evening and asked me to have a look at it coz she recently did an update and the laptop wasn't working properly like before. So I powered it up and after windows boots up a huge warning window appears and screamed something like, "Warning! The vendor has made an illegal change of the system .dll to section of main memory that has not been authorised for .dll segment constrains. Contact vendor for proper allocation blah blah blah...." you get the drift. Why does microsoft always have to launch warning windows and screens to intimidate people in a language that no one understands?? I'm pretty sure its in English but after reading it countless times I still have no clue what it wants me to do. I dunno if its the sentence structure or the grammar or whatever, it just doesn't make any sense! If everyone in the world spoke like that, there would be total anarchy. Stupid system.
Anyhow, I rattled along for too long now. So I'm gonna give it a break and return for more next time. Later~
But one thing came to mind. I realised after my recent trip to Melbourne to visit my absolutely hot and yummilicious girlfriend, that the gels and creams and toiletries that we use in Singapore is always a yucky texture. Toothepaste for example always comes out nice and gelly and firm in the cooler climate of Australia, the way it should be. Whereas in Singapore, we get a gross not liquid but not really gel texture. Shampoo too, stays in the palm of your hands when you squeeze it out of the bottle instead of dripping and tricking down your hands. We're not experiencing our toiletries the way we should I tell ya! How annoying!
And I can't help but make a mention about everyone's "favourite" OS again. Windows is the bomb I say. Literally. It always blows up in your face when you need it most. My mom came around with her VAIO in the evening and asked me to have a look at it coz she recently did an update and the laptop wasn't working properly like before. So I powered it up and after windows boots up a huge warning window appears and screamed something like, "Warning! The vendor has made an illegal change of the system .dll to section of main memory that has not been authorised for .dll segment constrains. Contact vendor for proper allocation blah blah blah...." you get the drift. Why does microsoft always have to launch warning windows and screens to intimidate people in a language that no one understands?? I'm pretty sure its in English but after reading it countless times I still have no clue what it wants me to do. I dunno if its the sentence structure or the grammar or whatever, it just doesn't make any sense! If everyone in the world spoke like that, there would be total anarchy. Stupid system.
Anyhow, I rattled along for too long now. So I'm gonna give it a break and return for more next time. Later~
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
The VascoEra
A good friend of mine is in the media industry down in Melbourne and this is his latest production. Awesome stuff. If only he'll give me a role in one of his videos....
www.youtube.com/thevascoera2
www.youtube.com/thevascoera2
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Rain therapy
Its pouring again. U2's electrical storm is playing in the background, how apt. I've always loved the rain. Especially when I'm indoors at night. The sound of the raindrops pelting the windows is really therapeutic. Now with my new room, its even better coz a portion of the ceiling actually forms the roof so I can hear the rain hitting the roof. Pitter patter.
Its nice because I feel so protected. Dry and comfortable even when the sky is pouring and the trees are losing their leaves from the angry winds. At the same time, I feel like there's some kind of purification ritual going on. The rain pouring down, clearing our skies of the haze, washing away the dirt and the grime, cleaning the impurities of the world. And you know what? The world becomes more beautiful, even for only that short moment. The air is fresh and everything is clear.
I loved jumping in puddles as a kid, dancing and playing in the rain. I wonder why I don't do that anymore? Maybe coz people will look at me weird and think that its bizarre for a grown up guy to be enjoying himself drenched in the rain. Sometimes when I'm doing stuff like running, wakeboarding or anything in the open, I secretly enjoy it when its rains. Sure I love the sun but the rain is fine with me.
Ok, enough rattling on. I'm gonna slide under the covers and enjoy the rain's lullaby while it lasts. G'night!
Its nice because I feel so protected. Dry and comfortable even when the sky is pouring and the trees are losing their leaves from the angry winds. At the same time, I feel like there's some kind of purification ritual going on. The rain pouring down, clearing our skies of the haze, washing away the dirt and the grime, cleaning the impurities of the world. And you know what? The world becomes more beautiful, even for only that short moment. The air is fresh and everything is clear.
I loved jumping in puddles as a kid, dancing and playing in the rain. I wonder why I don't do that anymore? Maybe coz people will look at me weird and think that its bizarre for a grown up guy to be enjoying himself drenched in the rain. Sometimes when I'm doing stuff like running, wakeboarding or anything in the open, I secretly enjoy it when its rains. Sure I love the sun but the rain is fine with me.
Ok, enough rattling on. I'm gonna slide under the covers and enjoy the rain's lullaby while it lasts. G'night!
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
I have a blog?!
Oh! Goodness me! I have a blog right here! I totally forgot about it! No posts since the beginning of the year and even the chatterbox thingamajik has died. (Ok let me resurrect it)
Though in the short 3 months that I have been missing, heaps of things have changed in my life. Its been pretty amazing and I am a blessed and happy fella. You know how things just go by in life that are mundane? Well I love these mundane things coz I feel so alive doing it! My job is simply swell. I actually look forward to going to work and I enjoy the company that I'm in. The fact that I have pretty good hours for now don't hurt too. Though it won't be like that anymore once I get posted overseas. But you know what? I'm actually looking forward to it. The challenges I will be facing and how I'll laugh at them as I overcome! And how often do you get the opportunity to live and work in different countries in your life? Sweeet.
God's been good to me. He's blessed me and met so much of my needs. Great job, great house, a totally new wardrobe, swanky gear for work, new phone, new watch blah blah blah the list goes on. But on top of it all, he's given me a totally awesome relationship. She's a big part of the reason why i'm so pleased with life right now. Every guy needs a hottie who's talented and loving and has a sweet melodious voice that is pleasant to the soul. I'm glad I found one before I die.
Righto, looks like this entry has gotta do for now. So, how does this thing work again? Where do I click to publish it. What in the world is new blogger / old blogger? later~
Though in the short 3 months that I have been missing, heaps of things have changed in my life. Its been pretty amazing and I am a blessed and happy fella. You know how things just go by in life that are mundane? Well I love these mundane things coz I feel so alive doing it! My job is simply swell. I actually look forward to going to work and I enjoy the company that I'm in. The fact that I have pretty good hours for now don't hurt too. Though it won't be like that anymore once I get posted overseas. But you know what? I'm actually looking forward to it. The challenges I will be facing and how I'll laugh at them as I overcome! And how often do you get the opportunity to live and work in different countries in your life? Sweeet.
God's been good to me. He's blessed me and met so much of my needs. Great job, great house, a totally new wardrobe, swanky gear for work, new phone, new watch blah blah blah the list goes on. But on top of it all, he's given me a totally awesome relationship. She's a big part of the reason why i'm so pleased with life right now. Every guy needs a hottie who's talented and loving and has a sweet melodious voice that is pleasant to the soul. I'm glad I found one before I die.
Righto, looks like this entry has gotta do for now. So, how does this thing work again? Where do I click to publish it. What in the world is new blogger / old blogger? later~
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