Category Archives: Daily Diary

The long, long journey of being the one and only me

The One With The iPhone Lost & Found

And so the night of merriment ended. I staggered home full of happy thoughts of what a terrific night it has been with beloved friends.

As I walked through the door, my friend (who was staying with me for the weekend) duly informed me that he found an iPhone in the cab on his way back.

[56/365] Lost on my iPhone

My first thought? See if I can find out who owns the phone. To my shock, the phone was not password-protected. I can easily go through everything this person has.

Thoughts of Edison-like saga crossed my mind.

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The One With Novotel Bloggers Hong Kong 2010

Also known as the Night With Too Much Wind. No, the bloggers didn’t do a flash mob to collectively fart in one place; though that would be a cool idea.

Now allow me to explain.

Novotel Bloggers Hong Kong 2010

The good folks of Novotel Hong Kong, with a generous blessing from the Hong Kong Tourism Board, invited a group of bloggers both local and overseas for the inaugural Novotal Blogger Hong Kong 2010. Organised by the social media pros of PRDA Asia, I was decidedly honoured to be part of the event; thanks to Josie for the invitation.

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The One With The BBQ At Tai Tam Tuk Village

One of the many things I like about living in Hong Kong is the variety of activities you can engage it. Because of its sheer size (well, relatively speaking from where I used to live at) and geographical location, this country really has its all – from idyllic mountains to quaint seaside, from packed nightclubs to deserted beaches.

Don’t even get me started on the food; I can feel my waistline expanding as I type.

So putting one (place) and one (food) together, you have endless permutations on what you could do. And so my friends and I rolled the dice and did a barbeque dinner at the rural Tai Tam Tuk Village, located at Stanley one Friday night recently.

BBQ at Tai Tam Tuk Village

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The One With The Weekly Time Capsule

At Pak Tai Temple, Cheung Chau

(This blog post is a reflection of events happened in the same week but of past years. What was I up to at this time of the year, every year, since 2005? You and I are about to find out)

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The One With The Weekly Time Capsule

My mother and I back in 2006

(This blog post is a reflection of events happened in the same week but of past years. What was I up to at this time of the year, every year, since 2005? You and I are about to find out)

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The One With September 11th

Today is September 11. It has been nine years. The wound might have healed but the scar remains.

Do you remember what happened on this fateful day?

If you are not an American, you and I will not fully understand the repercussion of the terrible, terrible event which took place on Sept 11, 2001. When thousands lost their lives in the name of religion extremism, which cast a shadow over the entire civilised world.

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The One With The Weekly Time Capsule

Housepacking in Progress

(This blog post is a reflection of events happened in the same week but of past years. What was I up to at this time of the year, every year, since 2005? You and I are about to find out)

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The One With The Constants & Variables In Life

Linear Algebra

It was late one night after a surprisingly productive evening. A reunion with an old friend over bowls of fat-laden-but-oh-so-delicious desserts in a historical building. The joy of friendship rejuvenated, of great food devoured, of grand atmosphere soaked in.

You know, only the drama-mama me can make a simple night out sounded so glamourous.

Anyway, I digressed. We talked about how lives had been for us for the past year. How certain things which seem so obvious to us but not so to other. How even the biggest amount of planning and faith could not overturn what fate has in store for us.

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The One With 7 Lessons Learnt From The Manila Hostage Tragedy

(Photo by CNN.com)

#1 – If I am ever in a country where disaster strikes, the first thing I’ll do is to call my family and post updates on all my social networks to tell everyone that I am okay. Unless I am one of those unfortunate few stuck in the said crisis

#2 – I will never hold my grudges towards anyone (tryanic bosses, psychotic wife etc) against the innocent public. The dead hostages did nothing wrong. Vent against the ones who actually wronged you.

#3 – Never use a sledgehammer against bus windows. Especially when I have better weapons like an axe or a jackhammer, or when there are international news crew watching

#4 – On a similar note; never use ropes to pull apart doors. Some heavy duty chains will do nicely. Ditto the truck

#5 – Should I ever need to speak in representation of my organisation, I will make sure I use proper, understandable English. If not, I shall keep my mouth shut and get someone else who can do a better job instead

#6 – I will remember to listen carefully to questions asked (the reporters are trained to get facts everyone wants to hear), answer as truthfully as possible and avoid jargon designed to protect my ass. Like we didn’t know the injured were being rushed to the hospitals

#7 – If I ever get to name a police squad, I will avoid using the name SWAT on a group of men who didn’t even wear rain-repelling goggles while operating under a thunderstorm.

On that note, my condolences to those affected by the hostage situation in Manila. You can also do a little more for the victims by “Like”-ing the Facebook page.

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The One With The Lost Key Chain

Over the weekend, something terrible happened to me. I dropped my bunch of keys.

The fact that I lost some keys is not that bad. I could get them replaced.

The fact that I got stranded in the middle of the night is not that bad. I could go to my friend’s place to bunk for the night.

What was terrible is the keychain which I have lost. That keychain was my very first purchase when I moved to Singapore back in 1999. I was at Orchard Road, I needed a keychain for my hostel keys, so I bought a nice one, all bronze and leather with my initial R.

Why was it significant? At S$10, it was almost RM25, which was a luxury to me as a student back then. The purchase was a splurge. But I loved the keychain. I have lost it several times over the years, but every time it got returned to me.

But not this time. I wasn’t so lucky. And the worst thing was that I don’t even have a photo of it to put up a “lost and found” notice. The closest I could find was this photo on Flickr.

It was like the lost of a long time friend. The keychain has been with me for more than ten years. Now it is gone.

Perhaps it was a sign… for me to get a similar symbolic item for my (somewhat) new life in Hong Kong.

Maybe I shall get a Tiffany. But I’ll do that only when I have grieved enough about its lost.

Good bye, my keychain. You are sorely missed.