Quite Some Time

It has been quite some time that I have updated this pathetic blog of mine. Not a very long time, just quite sometime...

Seriously, I don't know how to start and when to start. So many things had happened in such a short time. Thinking about it, this blog actually reflects my life story. Just that its not updated daily. That would be too boring...

Sparks, excitement and events doesn't come into life everyday. It only appears every now and then, just to keep life interesting, else, it's just pretty uneventful. But when it comes, it does come big, noisily and crazily. Coupled with a few near misses of heart attacks and tears of either happiness or joy.

That's what we call life. A feeling of stability and peace when suddenly it surge to a tsunami high...

I have always been lazy when it comes to preparing for festivals. Especially Chinese New Year. When I was young, I will be hyped up by all the stuff going around. But as I get older, it kinda rub off...

This year is no different. I wasn't really thinking much about it until I realised that my room is worse than a sty. Work and Audition has been covering my eyes on whats happening in my room.

I decided that I have enough of it and started to clean up. It was a horrendous task that I began to undertake. I sweat myself out while trying to clean my room. I didn't realise how much dirt, dust and rubbish can accumulate in such a small room of mine. I lugged out bags of rubbish, swept out loads of dust, dirt and hair... I took six trips to the rubbish dumb. If I go into recycling, I think I will be a millionaire in no time...

After clean up, I then realised that my room is actually quite big. Clutters do take a up a lot of space. I was admiring my work until something which is lying on my table caught my eye. It was the G2000 vouchers that my colleagues had given me. I only realised that it is still around after I had cleaned up room. That was how bad a state my room was.

My guys have been screaming at me to use the vouchers since the day they gave it to me. They were complaining to me that the colour choice of my clothes sucks big time. Its either grey, black or maroon blue. All dark colours. My skin tone is dark enough, and wearing those clothes make me look like a lump of coal.

The voucher's value isn't really much. Sixty dollars to be exact. I can get just one shirt but well, its a gift so I can't complain. I chuck it into a corner and tell myself I will make the best use of it.

A few days later, James told me that G2000 had a sale going on. It's seventy percent off on all items. He asked me about the vouchers and I told him I had chuck it into a corner. He ordered me to bring it down the next day and both he and Erin will go and do some shopping with me.

The next day after work, the three of us trotted down to G2000. When we reached, we got a shock. The boutique was filled with people flipping clothes all around the place. James and Erin looked at each other, without saying a word and sprang into action, joining in the crazy parade. Leaving me standing there, totally lost in the confusion...

I never had much experience in shopping. All my clothing needs were done by my mom with instructions from me on what to buy. I have never ever been in the midst of such chaotic situation in a boutique. Despite me being the eldest of the three, (I don't really like the word 'oldest'), the two of them seems to be pretty cool about it. It seems that they are handling the situation with such calm, cool ease that it makes me feel like such a failure. What has happen to the term 'Life experiences'?

I decided not to join in the riot thats happening in the boutique. I had this vision of being trampled to death if I accidentally took a shirt from someone's hand without knowing it. Or maybe I might be sucker punched in the face. I'm already bad looking enough. Six months of self destructing made it worse. I'm not letting the boutique to drag me all the way to hell...

Alas, I still couldn't escape from the fate of it. James and Erin asked me to go over to them so that they can take the measurements of my shoulder. I have a feeling of being watched in hatred whenever they pick up something off the hangers.

After awhile of being fussed around, ordered to stand in awkward positions, they decided in three shirts that I would have never picked for their colour. Light blue, Pure white and PINK strips. Who the hell wear pink strips!!! For goodness sake!

I tried changing their mind but to no avail. They just simply ignore my presence, made me hand over the vouchers and ordered me to stand in the queue to pay up. The worst part of all this, is that they made me promise them that I will wear the pink shirt on Monday!

I told Liz what they had done to me, she laughed and simply said 'It takes courage for man to wear pink and I know you are a man.' I was simply speechless... When James and Erin heard about it, they both laughed and said even Liz approves of it. I was despaired to the point of no return...

On Monday, I wore that damn pink shirt to work. Everyone was surprised that I wore something this bright to work. Boss thought I went cuckoo and check whether I had a fever... Lucretia thought something very bad had happened to me that it prompted this change in me. Beverly went crazy about the colour and Pim was saying how CUTE I look... Depak said that I look more approachable. James and Erin were praising each other in their choice of clothes and laughing like hyenas... Joyce went 'WOW' and asked 'What shit happened to you? Did Liz told you she's just been taken?' James and Erin laughed even louder after that sentence...

I felt so freaking out of place. I look like the candy floss man! Pink and fluffy. However at lunch, their attitude took a big change. They said that I look better in bright colours and I should wear bright colours often. Else everytime when I wear dark colours and frown, its like the whole world has offended me...

At the 5th of February, Lucretia's notice for resignation took effect. It's such a waste that I, the HOD of China, is unable to keep her. When she tendered in her notice at January, I was shocked. I asked her for the reason and she said she need a break. I probed further and she said nothing more. I asked whether am I the reason for her departure. She said no. In the end, she told me that she just do not want to stay in the company anymore. I nodded my head...

Before she left the company, the HRSSO department had lunch together. It wasn't sad at all. We had fun, we enjoyed the lunch and we took a hell lot of pictures. We were joking around, poking fun at each other, leaving the honors of ordering food to her. She thanked everyone, spoke words of deep feelings... But everyone knows, that it would be different without her...