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Left Hong Kong and Now in Jakarta

Two weeks in Hong Kong and that has been gone.  Not exactly enjoyed for two weeks.  Sick for a week and how does that count?

Jakarta (first impression) seems not as bad as I thought.  Must be the ultra low expectation to begin with.  The days are long and we shall see.

A faint sense of loneliness.  A very familiar sense of loneliness.  A different place (environment), a different job but same kind of feeling.  Oh no, not to think about all these but to enjoy tomorrow while we can.

Bought a new novel called “High Fidelity”.  In any case, I shall not buy any new book but this one was irresistible.  Talking about girls dumping guys and all the sad love stories.  Well, kind of suit the scene.

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It’s Father’s Day, Can We Stop Arguing?

Father’s day.  Started off pretty good.  We went “dim sum” together.  Only that my sister was late for half an hour.  Mum was late for one hour.  Dad wasn’t very happy.  But that is just Dad, he is never happy.

True enough, we had a big argument over one small thing.  Dad was trying to install something into the computer that in the end, messed up the Internet connection.  My intention was to let sister to “get her hands dirty” and learn how to remedy the case.  Hence I just walked away and he was so so angry.

What for?

Watched “Con Air” with my sister.

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Fun to be with Friends

The lunch was as exciting as expected.  We have Kenny and Amy, Michael and Janet, Yvonne and Wilson, and the singles including Alex, Herman, Cedric, Anthony (Athena still in UK), Alex’s friend – Desmond and me.  Amy and Janet both have short hair.  Must be the fashion of to date.  Herman and Yvonne seems to have gained some weight.  Other than that, everyone looks very similar.

It is very fun to be with your friends really.

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Mom’s Always Right

Black Friday and therefore, I stayed at home the whole day.  Thanks to Lora’s Internet account, I spent a few hours surfing the net.  Interesting enough, I got into the Singapore government website.  Found most I need from HDB and ROC.  Feel really happy.  Oh so happy.

Still fighting hard to stay away from nicotine.  Kind of hard this time.  It gets harder and harder each time.  God, I know a much stronger will.

Tomorrow lunch, I shall be meeting with a large group of Oxford HK Gang.  (Joked with Annie that I have been expelled from Oxford Sing Gang.)  Maybe I shall feel a lot better after I break the news to the whole world.

Now, I don’t really miss her that much.  I hate her for bringing me so many problems.  But on the other hands, as my Mum said, it is better to get a house of my own.  Things can get really complicated on ownership alone.  Parents always right.

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Lovely Dad I Have

Had “Dim Sum” with Aunt Annie and Aunt Chan, and their respective daughters as well.  Kitty is not as stunning as last time I met her (one and a half years ago).  Wonder why.

Finished reading “Romeo and Juliet”, will read it once again.

What else have I achieved today?  Well, my Dad bought me a game (Command and Conquer).  What a lovely daddy he is!  And I practiced the “Beautiful Blue Danube”.

Met up with Alex for a drink in Wanchai and he also bets that I will see JP before I get married.  Anyway, his point is that I shall “let it be”.

I think I should.  Just too much for me to cope with already.

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Woke up Late

Woke up late and went to lunch with So’s family.  I saw HC So and he looked so old!

What else have I done today? Just some body building.

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Time Heals

The one week stay in Singapore passed so fast.  I remember Sunday with Sam.  Monday lunch with Damien’s usual group to go East Coast.  Monday night with Annie – diner, drink and movie.  Tuesday lunch with Francis and Edwin and we went to East Coast again.  Tuesday night was supposed to be with Francis but he cancelled the dinner (as expected) and therefore I was so tempted to call JP out but Ginger dined with me instead.  Wednesday lunch with Edwin again as I needed him to drive me all the way back to Masiling to collect my parcel.  In return I have to give him a good treat.  Wednesday night out with Sam and his friends.  Thursday lunch with Colin (and Damien tugged along) at City Hall.  Dinner with Annie as I needed to buy some BBQ pork slice and floss.  Friday lunch with Benny as I have to return JP’s camera.

And I left the office at 3:30pm and headed all the way to Hong Kong.

So, I am in Hong Kong.  Strangely I feel that I still like Singapore.  How come?  And I think of her lesser and lesser.  Time heals indeed.

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Don’t Give Up?

Ah, how shall I begin this month.

Imprisonment?  Face my own devil?  Decision to make?  Welcome the pain and endure the torture?  Hell fire for all the sins I have committed?  Regrets?  Drastic change of reality?

“Don’t give up”, that is the song I have been long to listen to when I was in Paris.  Funny that JP did not take this Peter Gabriel’s “So” CD.  Was it all destinated?

Oh, Lord, I wish I am stronger.  Strong enough to endure all the punishments.  Strong enough to move on.

Went out with Annie tonight.  Had a drink and showed her the photos.  Had a dinner and gave her the present.  Had a movie “The Saint” as well.

I just have to face it.  Been thinking about whether I shall see her again.  To see her, I will repeat what I have done wrongly during my fourth year.  I will beg for her love again and how long can I stretch?

All the wrongs I have done cannot be undone.  How can love turn so badly?  Where has all our passion gone to?

It could have turned out the other way.  It could have turned out so differently.  It was my first love.  Human bounds to make mistake especially when they are having their first go.  Annie may be right.  I need somebody who is independent, who will still be mine when I am far away.  Wasn’t it JP’s idea not to see each other so often?  But she never wanted to see me at the airport.  Now, that is not love.  THAT IS NOT LOVE!

I believe that I have done my part in trying to remedy the situation.  Am I not a decent person?  Am I really that ugly and unattractive to be fond of.  Somebody please answer me.

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This, Is the End

End of May.  End of the project.  End of my stay in Paris.  In this two days, I have realised something.

“Almost nothing lasts forever.  But the end of something always marks the beginning of something else.  For better or for worst?  Who can tell?  That is when optimism and pessimism come into the picture.  How about neutralism? ” – Cycles, Me.

Today, My AC mates in BNP held a farewell party for me.  Dining in a very nice restaurant.  And we have 11 of us.  Janice was there as well.  Karin thinks that I am a gentleman but I told her that I am just trying to be.

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I Hate Goodbye

Farewell party.  I have invited 25 people and it was pretty crowded.  Sophie and they all have bought me some presents.  A pair of “waist cuff”, one brace and Mylene Farmer LD.  And of course, one card full of writings from the 7th floor.  I shall miss them all.  Very much so.  I hate “Goodbye”.

And then, we went to a Brazilian Restaurant and had a great time.

My emotion is so intense and I really don’t know what to write anymore.

I will miss Paris.