I was buried by all sorts of different papers since last week, the testing plans, the revised schedule, the PDS...., as well as a long list of follow-up tasks awaited in my computer.
Closer to the end of this year, while other colleagues are busy arranging to take leaves, I can only hope to launch all the new products soon before mid Dec and have a hassle/burden free X'mas holiday.
Feeling brain exhausted when those documents supposed to be completed by other team leaders and I shall only do the final checking tasks, but instead, I am the one who seem to drive and draft it. Yes it's a good training, but so what?
Still plan to move onto a more outbound role instead of always dealing with the internal users. They are all nice people, but if their thinking can be more rigid and comprehensive, it will be more efficient to expand to new areas of business. It's still a long way to go to train ourselves more competitive.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Living in Heaven
Up to today it has been a year after I was relocated to our Hong Kong office, a year and a day after I met the guy, and a year and few days more after I started living in Hong Kong.
Time flies, I haven't feel that I have done much great, or achieved anything meaningful, then it soon will be end of year 2007.
What I was doing back in 2006? Busyed preparing the trip to Europe, busyed handing over the work to team mates in AKL office, busyed organising the farewell party saying good-bye to friends, busyed arranging house matters before moving back to Asia, busyed trying to keep all the memories I had over there to pack with me.
Few years before, I was trying to be away from that country, few years later, I knew I had lived in a heaven. A heaven with crystal clear sky, deep blue ocean, fresh air, green, animals, and peace.
Guess people can only start appreciating the beauty of slowing down after speeding up, and the peace after the chaos.
Time flies, I haven't feel that I have done much great, or achieved anything meaningful, then it soon will be end of year 2007.
What I was doing back in 2006? Busyed preparing the trip to Europe, busyed handing over the work to team mates in AKL office, busyed organising the farewell party saying good-bye to friends, busyed arranging house matters before moving back to Asia, busyed trying to keep all the memories I had over there to pack with me.
Few years before, I was trying to be away from that country, few years later, I knew I had lived in a heaven. A heaven with crystal clear sky, deep blue ocean, fresh air, green, animals, and peace.
Guess people can only start appreciating the beauty of slowing down after speeding up, and the peace after the chaos.
Monday, November 12, 2007
New Style
Don't know where I got the courage to perm my hair, and to a medium curly level with my existing short hair (yes, not just the hair end when my hair was long). Though I received extreme comments from family and friends, I am still trying to get used to the new hair style.
In fact, my hair was not straight anymore after my auntie took me to the hair salon perming my hair when I was 10 and when the gene of natural curve uncovered. Since then, or maybe when I was more aware of the beauty of having straight hair in the colleague days, I had been trying to use all kind of different ways to make my hair straight. However, it never last long enough and straight enough.
Until the magic straightening invented.
I remembered the time when I walked out the hair salon, the hair was so straight, so shiny, and so light. I can finally shaked my head and let the hair flying in the wind. But, no pain no gain...the price to pay for the fake beauty is not only the dollar value, but also the long hours of processing, the damage of the chemical stuff to the hair, the frequency of the times I need to go back to the hair salon, and the intolerance when I see the new born hair grow curly.
I can't remember how many times I had done the magic straightening (more than 10 times possibly), regardless of the short or long hair. I still miss and like the straight hair, grass is always greener on the other side when it's impossible for me to have the natual straight hair.
But no matter how the technology involves, whenever the new hair grows, it's still curly, and I am really tired of sitting for hours waiting for my hair to become straight and it can only last for less then three months now.
That's how the curly style from. I am still not following my original style, but this time it's closer.
In fact, my hair was not straight anymore after my auntie took me to the hair salon perming my hair when I was 10 and when the gene of natural curve uncovered. Since then, or maybe when I was more aware of the beauty of having straight hair in the colleague days, I had been trying to use all kind of different ways to make my hair straight. However, it never last long enough and straight enough.
Until the magic straightening invented.
I remembered the time when I walked out the hair salon, the hair was so straight, so shiny, and so light. I can finally shaked my head and let the hair flying in the wind. But, no pain no gain...the price to pay for the fake beauty is not only the dollar value, but also the long hours of processing, the damage of the chemical stuff to the hair, the frequency of the times I need to go back to the hair salon, and the intolerance when I see the new born hair grow curly.
I can't remember how many times I had done the magic straightening (more than 10 times possibly), regardless of the short or long hair. I still miss and like the straight hair, grass is always greener on the other side when it's impossible for me to have the natual straight hair.
But no matter how the technology involves, whenever the new hair grows, it's still curly, and I am really tired of sitting for hours waiting for my hair to become straight and it can only last for less then three months now.
That's how the curly style from. I am still not following my original style, but this time it's closer.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Destiny Trick, Part II
When things not happen, nothing happens; when things happen, everything happens...
Tuesday, a day that I woke up late, wanted to take the leave but can't, dressed in a totally non-cheerful dull brown, no make up, no earring, looked pal, and suffered from the back pain and period uncomfortablility - a completely shity day.
Just on the same day evening, I met the guy again, in the family gathering dinner.
I wasn't aware that he will be there, if I knew, I will either go home changing the clothes or just staying at work not showing up.
I did wave hand to say hi to him, and smile, but I knew the smile was bit nervous, and with the mixed feeling. Just like when you meet your ex- by accident on the street, and you look damn worse. That's exactly how I felt on that night. Thought I did put some make-up before I left office, but the chemical stuff can't really cover the spiritual tireness.
My family encouraged me to go talking to him, but I didn't talk much, especially when there were so many family members around. I knew they like him, who won't, but I've lost the direction to go forward. They said he was standing around the corner looking, maybe it was just the imagination, maybe he was observing too.
That's the night I really wanted to drive the car, to be away, to disappear, among the crowd.
Tuesday, a day that I woke up late, wanted to take the leave but can't, dressed in a totally non-cheerful dull brown, no make up, no earring, looked pal, and suffered from the back pain and period uncomfortablility - a completely shity day.
Just on the same day evening, I met the guy again, in the family gathering dinner.
I wasn't aware that he will be there, if I knew, I will either go home changing the clothes or just staying at work not showing up.
I did wave hand to say hi to him, and smile, but I knew the smile was bit nervous, and with the mixed feeling. Just like when you meet your ex- by accident on the street, and you look damn worse. That's exactly how I felt on that night. Thought I did put some make-up before I left office, but the chemical stuff can't really cover the spiritual tireness.
My family encouraged me to go talking to him, but I didn't talk much, especially when there were so many family members around. I knew they like him, who won't, but I've lost the direction to go forward. They said he was standing around the corner looking, maybe it was just the imagination, maybe he was observing too.
That's the night I really wanted to drive the car, to be away, to disappear, among the crowd.