MSN with Francis Chay

Francis just came back from his weekend F1-track racing. Heard from Echo he brushed his car against a tree. Spoke to Francis 10 minutes ago and asked him for dinner tonight. He said he would called me back when he is done. Then, 3 minutes ago, I saw Francis Chay online. Here is our exchange:

“Butterfly Man” says (5:04 PM):
Yo… you home liao? So fast?“Butterfly Man” says (5:04 PM):

What time we meet?

Francis Chay says (5:04 PM):

yesyes

Francis Chay says (5:04 PM):

meet wat??

Francis Chay says (5:04 PM):

too far to meet u

“Butterfly Man” says (5:04 PM):
Dinner LAh! Haaaa… I must go and shoot your (scratched) car and put on my blog.

Francis Chay says (5:04 PM):

car delivery Month end

Francis Chay says (5:05 PM):

shit! COE went up

Francis Chay says (5:06 PM):

where u now?? spore?

“Butterfly Man” says (5:06 PM):
What you talking? Me joe lah!

Francis Chay says (5:06 PM):

i know

Francis Chay says (5:06 PM):

then u ask me meet??haha

Francis Chay says (5:06 PM):

nutz

“Butterfly Man” says (5:06 PM):

What spore?

“Butterfly Man” says (5:07 PM):
I ask “what time we meet?”

Francis Chay says (5:07 PM):

u ask me wat time we meet

Francis Chay says (5:07 PM):
la

“Butterfly Man” says (5:07 PM):

You said: “Too far to meet me?” Hello, you okay? You knocked your head?

“Butterfly Man” says (5:08 PM):

Man, you are not making sense liao.

Francis Chay says (5:08 PM):

u ask me wat time we meet

Francis Chay says (5:08 PM):
i tot u in singapore

“Butterfly Man” says (5:09 PM):

Why me in Singapore? I am in Shanghai!!!! Since when I am going back Singapore????

“Butterfly Man” says (5:09 PM):

HELLO?

Francis Chay says (5:09 PM):

nbzhee

Francis Chay says (5:09 PM):
u win u win

“Butterfly Man” says (5:10 PM):

Haaaa… This is funny!

Francis Chay says (5:10 PM):
ask ppl u home liao….wat time we meet….i was bout ask u are u in spore! fainted

“Butterfly Man” says (5:10 PM):
………………………………..(speechless) 

The Truth is Out There: 10 minutes later, I decided to MSN “Francis Chay” and ask him what time to meet. Just when I mouse-over his name, I got a shock! The nickname says “Francis Chay” and the email is “gtkh2@hotmail.com“. HUH? WHY IS GARETH USING “FRANCIS CHAY” as nickname! No wonder this “Franics Chay” sounded so wierd! Gareth must have also thinking why Joe is acting so werid today. (Phew, lucky I didn’t call the real Francis Chay and scold him)

MSN screwed up again and here is the evidence!

The 3rd Visitor in Shanghai


2 days ago (11th August), I celebrated my 3rd month in Shanghai. It has been 1 successful quarter and a fruitful one. I have a wonderful corporate life but my personal life looks moderate. Positively, it is getting better (thanks to SKYPE, MSN…and those visitors!) 

Yesterday, my house received its 3rd Singapore Visitor – Bettina. (not to exclude Felicia, Meiling, Ow Yong, Monica (from Kimage), Charlie – they met me in Shanghai but didn’t drop by my new place.) Man, I was telling my Shanghai friends about the influx of Singaporeans to Shanghai.. I was receiving a Singaporean friend almost every 2 weeks. You can call me a lucky bastard but I say, I am in the right place at the right time. (Come on, if I am based in Bhutan for 1 year, I am sure I dun even have 0.5 visitor)
In some way or another, all my friends are really nice to me. Often, before they fly, they would call to check with me what do I need from Singapore. My standard answer is: “Just 1 or 2 of these – 8-days, FHM, Newman, HWM, Stuff, Straits Times, Newpaper“. English magazines are limited here and very expensive. Of course, I am not a fan for magazine but they are good toilet companion every morning. Magazine is flat and easy to carry (so these transporters wouldn’t say no). Ideally, I would love to say “Durian, PSP game, Xbox 360, Nasi Lemak, Bodyshop scents, Cool Water, Ribena and other erotic materials”.. haaaa.. Sorry, I mean “exotic”. Like my pet “Jiajia” and our dear buddy, Kalinda. (She is exotic right? Or erotic? I dun know…can be both, hor?)
On the other hand, whenever these friends are going back to Singapore, I would ask them what they need. And their standard answers would be: “DVD, Cheap Massage, Gucci, LV, Prada“. And guess what, the DVD shop boss recognised me and gave me a VIP card. Guess he thought I am a tour guide from Singapore. I tell you, the sales I brought in for him – is alarmingly good.
Mmm..maybe my Shanghai friend, Binbin is right – I should just start a shop in Shanghai…just to cater to Singaporeans. From massage to cheap branded goods + DVD, all under 1 roof. And yes, you can pay me in SingDollars. And I speak good Singlish too.
So, who is coming next?
(p/s: Okay, got to go…me having lunch with Feli now.)

The Future is Here

I was watching the movie "UltraViolet" 2 nights ago. After 20 minutes into the movie, I got kinda "switch-off" – not because of the lousy story plot – but more on the futuristic settings that the movie-maker designed.
 
You see, "UltraViolet" is a movie about life in the future. You carry a handphone that can do 3D Live Conferencing, you carry weapons in Compressed 4-Dimension Space and your hair/attire changes colours as you please. It was pretty impressive…Afterall, if you are working on a futuristic movie, you should go all the way out to design and produce the future at your "wildest imagination".
 
The moment of anti-climax came when I noticed something really familiar in the movie. 40% of the action acutally took place at Shanghai Puxi – at the world famous "Pearl of the Orient" and "JinMao Tower". Dun get me wrong, I love Shanghai but I tot the movie-maker should fabricate and design their own futuristic settings – and not using popular locations that people are so familiar with. Imagine seeing Starwars being shot at our own backyard… how convincing that this is the future, huh?
 
On the other hand, I tot it is not a bad idea to be in that "future state"…so I popped over to Puxi yesterday and visited some of those scenes.. and got my pictures taken.
 
I hope this strengthen my point – "See you in the future!"

Independence

Independence has forced me to change my old lifestyle. This is not the first time I am staying alone… When my parents moved out of my old flat back in 2000.. I had about 2 years of independence before my marriage.

 
Having a mum who takes care of everything (ironing, cooking, mopping etc) kinda spoilt me. Unknowingly, I lived like a guest, never see the little details in life…like stocking up toilet rolls, scrubbing the toilet tiles, ironing my own clothes etc. It was only when I was alone, I started to appreciate the presence of my mum.. (haaa.. not that I am a brat… but I guess I am more concerned about my studies and BGR then..)
 
Surprisingly, I had a complete change of lifestyle when I am staying alone. I become a tidier person…more systematic, cleaner &…..er….that’s about it. I dun know if I enjoy it but I do see myself stepping up doing all the chores, making sure things aren’t messy and set a discipline in me. (Oh gosh, I know my wife is going to use this reference against me in the near future)… Come on, at least I know I am not the "messy" kinda guy.
 
So, I was looking at this new "den" of mine and smiling at myself – Mm…What a clean place you have kept, Joe! Yes, I am proud… I am setting a system here… and it is working… Man, my mum and wife should come and take a look.. I am good…
 
I began to start stocking up my fridge with lots of stuffs… fruits, hotdogs, vegetables, mushrooms, milk, ice-cream, chocolate, soft-drinks, beers, Yakult, noodles, eggs…I was telling myself – it is time to move up to the 2nd level of house-keeping – be my own chef!
 
So, on Sunday, I am ready to cook a nice dinner for myself… The food is ready, the stove is working and I even bought a new blender for my "ice milk shake"… Guess what, the unbelievable happened! There is no cooking pot or frying pan in my house! Shit! Ok…relax Joe.. it is only 2 items.. so I took off to the supermarket opposit my place to get these items…
 
"Your super nice maggi mee will be ready by 1pm" I told myself that. 
 
When I came back home with the items.. I realised I missed out MORE items! Gosh…how am I going to cook without the frying fork and stiring spoon (i dun even know what are those)…. and the best joke of the day was.. WHERE IS THE F**KING COOKING OIL???
 
Before I embarked on another silly shopping trip.. I sat down, took a notebook and started listing down things… I CAN’T BELIEVE IT… I have missed out so many things – I realised my home is only 50% completed – I have no salt & pepper, soya sauce, kitchen knife, ice-cude tray, kitchen trash bags etc…!!!
 
By 3pm, I made up my mind. I can settle for a nice pack of LAYS for Sun lunch. Less washing, save money, save time… Eventually, my hunger overwrite my ego… I called Echo and Francis and asked them out for dinner. At the same time… "Er Echo, I need to buy cooking oil…can we go do grocery after dinner?" 
 
Man, I am still not independent yet.
 

Last Year, This Day – My Birthday

2 weeks ago, when I was informed by Nick that I need to fly over to Hong Kong to present a proposal to a group of "key figures".. I was worried about the outcome of the presentation. And when I was told of the date of the presentation, I was laughing to myself… It is going to be my best birthday or worst one.
 
I was warned "it is either I made it or I screwed it big time"…there is no room for in between.. One shot, 30 minutes and be back with the good news. It will be my debut and this will be a good chance for me to strike a good impression with those key stakeholders. Afterall, the first impression is vital…and I better not screw this up.
 
With all the good voodoos + blessings I gathered from Singapore and Shanghai, I arrived in Hong Kong at 10:30pm, 14th June. Working until 3am, this is indeed the most unique birthday I ever have… It was my third birthday overseas (17 in Tiomen, 27 in Perth, 31 in Hong Kong).. but it was also the quietest one. No cake and no birthday song… I was too dreadful to play that "Happy Birthday to Me" by Landy Lan.
 
I received a couple of birthday sms on my Shanghai mobile before my presentation. It is nice to know that my friends and loved ones are thinking of me.. Putting on my confidence and aggressiveness, I went in the board room and delivered that goal that I was expected to score. Yes, I scored!!
 
Was it a good birthday? Yes… a fruitful one (for work). But I miss my friends + gifts back home. Guess my friends over-did themselves last year with over supply of surprise, gifts and love! So, I guess it kinda made up for this year… (I did bought myself a birthday gift – a JBL speaker for my apartment)
 
Man, one year passed… things looked so different back then… I still can remember having Joanne, Tracy, Elkan and Felicia sleeping over in my hotel last June. Who could have guessed and predicted that I will be spending my birthday in such manner this year?  (Dinner was great..I had a very nice steak dinner at Lan Gui Fang)
 
Who knows what happen next year? Mm…where would I be next year this time? What I really want:
 
1) My friends and family here in Shanghai with me
2) Perth-Sidney backpacking with my loved ones
3) Elkan singing "Happy Birthday" to me
4) Cutting cake with a group of FHM girls in bikini at pool side
 
Well, time will tell.. Let’s see and compare the above with next year happenings.
 
Looking closer, perhaps Brazil can lift the world cup again. 🙂
 
 

Moving House, Cutting Hair

I have been away from my "blog" for exactly 2 weeks. Hardly have time for blogging.. To be honest, I have no "great tale" to share with anyone… With my official driver,  Francis and Echo back in Singapore, I left with little "kakis" to go out with.
 
Some may differ and debate with me.. Cos’ Shanghai is indeed a big paradise for both women and men. Women can shop all day.. and men can shop all night. Good news is – I am not a shopaholic…so you would not find me sitting at Xin Tian Di at night fishing for babes. Mmm…wrong analogy…it should be – You won’t find me being fished at Xin Tian Di by the sexy fishermen.
 
This could be the most exciting weekend I had since Feli’s departure. I spent the last 2 days packing and moving house…Yes, you heard me.. I am finally moving out of that 5-star cell…into a rented 2-bedroom apartment. I didn’t realised I have so much things to move….Can you imagine me making 4 taxi trips…transporting my boxes to and fro my hotel. It was a damn tiring Sat… Good thing was I secretly got the hotel bell-boy to accompany me…and I tipped him RMB$150. (Cos the mover-company charged me RMB$600!)
 
I spent the whole of Sat night, trying to connect my wireless router, my IP phone and cleaning up the place. Wow..it is still bare but I am sure ALL OF YOU are coming to warm my new place…. Will there be another Joe-Birthday Surprise Trip? (like KL 2005?) I dun know… But I can be for sure there will be none cos’ I will be in Hong Kong on my birthday – 15th (sigh…for a presentation with the client).
 
I went for my 1st hair-cut in Shanghai… I have heard a couple of "hair-cutting horror tales" from my friends here… Clearly, we foreigners do not know how to communicate with the hair-stylists. On a fair note, I must say the local hair-stylists are averagely good. But I was warned not to say common phase like "cut short" to them…cos’ it may just ended up "bota". (I have already seen 2 accidental botas …so it is not funny). Most of them advised me to go Hong Kong for my haircut.
 
Still, I took the courage and made the decision to try. Of course, not alone… My new friend, Binbin brought me to his most-trusted salon..and boy, they gave me a 5-star treatment. While waiting for my turn, I was given free massage…from head to shoulders, arms to fingers… It was really relaxing and comfortable. When it was time for the cutting…my account manager stood beside me…translating my instruction to the stylist.. I guess everyone in the shop looked at me like some freako… Guess what, after 15 minutes of cutting, I stopped the stylist and told him that it was done. He looked puzzled and told me he wasn’t done. I told him…"YES, this is exactly what I want! The 80% Armani HairCut!"
 
Phew… i survived through my first hair-cut in Shanghai without any accident.
 
Had a super fruitful Sunday… I started my day sourcing for new items for my apartment…getting ironing board, comforter, bedsheets, pillows etc.. Funny thing.. I can never find bloster over here in China. (Wonder if bloster is a Southeast Asia’s thingy?) Mmm… I can’t sleep without a bloster… maybe everyone in China has "human-bloster" to hug…mmm…
 
My new friends, Darren + Alicia invited me to his house for lunch.. Darren cooked and served me my 1st Laksa … it tasted wonderful! 95% close….What’s missing in the 5%? Haa.. I dun know.. But I love the thick laksa gravy.. Better than Katong Laksa.. 
 
We were supposed to have mahjong…but I had to return to office for work… Yes..working on Sunday.
 
At about 8-9pm…I knock off and rushed over to IKEA and spent RMB$500 there..(getting my plates, spoon, fork, dustbin, glasses, towels etc)… And then, I rushed like mad to Carrefour and bought some groceries (drinks, tibits, bread, cereal, peanut butter, electric iron etc)… Man, it is expensive to settle down like that.
 
Reached home at 11pm. Took 30 minutes to unload, make my bed (that was the hardest thing to do..I have never do up my own comforter before..and it was really tiring!)…
Wow…what a weekend… Guess I have written to much liao… gotta save it for tomorrow…
 

Kiss Goodbye


Felicia has flew back today…
Nothing spectacular like the last Changi Airport send-off…Just the 2 of us…side by side…at Pudong Airport.
 
Over the past few days, I have blocked and tried to deny reality from hitting me. I told Meijie last night that I like to forward my time ahead…not that I am looking forward, but I have no wish to lock any moments at this time. I just want to quickly settle my life and excel my agenda here. I tried not to remember the effects of a departure…I just want to get over it fast so that I can quickly be united with my family and friends again.
 
Today, Felicia painted a strange picture to me. Our family is so dispersed right now – Felicia will be in Singapore, Elkan is now in Malacca and Daddy me is now in Shanghai. Such a strange illustration, I tot. (Elkan will be back on Wed and Feli can hug our little baby all week long. 🙂
 
It is just so difficult to say goodbye. At the departure gate, we hugged and she shed tears… For about 15 minutes, Feli can’t bear to walk thru the gate. We just stood there…holding each other back…counting down the minutes and seconds. Eventually, she left.
 
Early this afternoon, I called Meijie & Kalinda to give Feli a ride. Guess she will be delighted to see Meijie at the other end of the journey.
 
When I came back to my hotel, the room that we have stayed was so empty…. Still can feel her presence around… Is Feli lazing on the bed, watching HBO?..Or is she soaking herself in the hot tub now…. I guess I am begining to miss all that now.
 
11pm – Just went down to get my dinner…or supper. Was sitting at "YongHe", waiting for my food when I heard this song playing over the radio…. The lyrics… it perfectly describe my feelings right now….
 

歌手:王力宏 | 作曲:王力宏

填詞:王力宏 | 編曲:王力宏/吳慶隆


Baby不要再哭泣 這一幕多麼熟悉

緊握著妳的手彼此都捨不得分離

每一次想開口 但不如保持安靜

給我一分鐘專心好好欣賞妳的美

 

幸福搭配悲傷 同時在我心交叉

挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量

付出的愛收不回 還欠妳的我不能給

別把我心也帶走去跟隨

 

*每一次和妳分開 深深地被妳打敗

 每一次放棄妳的溫柔 痛苦難以釋懷

 每一次和妳分開 每一次Kiss You Goodbye

 愛情的滋味此刻我終於最明白*


幸福搭配悲傷 同時在我心交叉

挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量

付出的愛收不回 還欠妳的我不能給

我才明白愛最真實的滋味

A Small World

I always wonder how American is able to identify their own country mates in a foreign land. I mean, especially in China, you see lots of "Ang Mohs" on the street. Is there any difference between an English, American, Australian and German? They are all "white skin" and coloured eyes… How is it possible to identify that "Ang Moh" is an American and the other "Ang Moh" is an Australian? Perhaps by their accents and slang.
 
Yet, I am always amazed by the power of the Singapore Identity. Consider it is really difficult to tell the difference between a Singaporean Chinese and Mainland China Chinese… We Singaporeans have distinctive accents and behaviour…From far, within 10m range, you are able to detect them.  
 
It is not that I dislike associating myself with my country mates in a foreign land. But most of the time, I am not too impressed by my first impression of them… You see, Singaporeans are a bunch of proud and arrogant metrocrates.. We displayed an distinctive atttitude… Some coined it "Ugly Singaporean"… I call it the "Uniquely Singaporeans".
 
On the streets of Shanghai…it is so easy to catch a Singaporean. Usually, they like comparing standards…For examples: "ai yo…their people so dirty one…so messy, so little trees…" or "Wah lau, China cars like to horn so much…damn noisy and rude leh!"… or "soooooo cheap! back home, this item cost more!"
 
Lately, it is getting difficult not to bump into a Singaporean…especially along Huai Hai Lu and Nanjing Lu. From sight, you can tell a few things about a Singaporean tourist:
 
1) Waist Pouch
2) Bermudas with sandals
3) Digital Cameras
4) BCG scars on their arms
5) Fancy glasses
 
Yesterday, I was dining with Felicia in a very remote dining outlet. Just when I was ordering my food, I overheard a familiar slang… I whispered to Felicia and sighed,  "Dear…got Singaporean again…on your right, sigh…Man, Singaporeans are everywhere!" (My common casual remarks)
 
Felicia looked at that man and suddenly exclaimed (with a grin on her face) "Dear…i think that singaporean is Duuk’s best man!"
 
I turned and stared at that man for 5 seconds… I called out "JOHN?" At first, he didn’t responded.. He slowly turned his head around and we looked at each other for like 2-3 seconds before he recognised me.
 
"Joe!????"
 
What a damn small world! Of all places, I met Duuk’s buddy at the most unlikely place! Of course, we traded our telephone number and news about one another… (See photo). It is just so unbelievable and unreal… Duuk told me about his friend "John" in Shanghai but Duuk has never given me his contact.
 
Man, now I am seeing Singaporean i know on a foreign soil! Are you sure there are only 4 million collectible citizens like me? (Of course, I am happy to meet a familiar face… but what’s the chances like? In 10 billion?)
 
After dinner, I made up my mind and told Feli this:
 
"Dear, maybe I am going to reconsider the option of getting a girlfriend in Shanghai… Man, it is just too risky too…cos’ China is just too small liao"
 

Somewhere Out There

(Photo Taken: Google Earth – Home is just a click away.)

1st 10 days


I started my 1st day of the week with lots of reading and catching up
. Getting used to the way the local work, I found myself swimming in a fast moving river. There were lots for me to pick up and get on with the pace. I have so much research to read and I am just not used to it. Still the people that I have met are generally nice and friendly people… they are always there to help…
 
Before I knew it, it was already the end of the week… Time flies so fast here.. (A good sign, Meijie said) At least, I dun find it draggy and slow. There are enough errands to keep me occupied here during the weekdays. For the past 5 nights, I have been doing a lot of "house-visiting". Echo, Felicia and I would spent every evening searching for my ideal apartment. Till date, we have visited 11 houses… (We are seeing 2 more houses tomorrow).
 
Not an easy choice you know… cos’ we Singaporeans are looking for good & cheap… certainly dun apply here in Shanghai. When it is good, it is expensive. When it is cheap, you know the answer. I am trying to find a 2-room nice condo that is near their business and shopping district – with generally new furnishing and "clean" neighbours. Most condo look nice on the outside…but once you walked in…you see the most unsightful corridors.. The internal maintenance is bad.
 

We had dinner with Francis and Echo almost every night. It has been fine-dining every night..and it is kinda freaking me out. Imagine me eatng at Tok Lok or Jumbo Seafood every night…I am getting sick liao… No doubt it is cheap..but i miss the normal foodcourt and hawker food. One of my staff told me that "rich Singaporean like us" will not find their "normal food" appealing. In fact, I enjoyed their "cheapo lunch box" more than the expensive fine-dining. Too bad..even the office "auntie" dun want to recommend me their so called "cheap takeaway box".
 
Anyway, I got my wish granted today. Francis and Echo brought us to this place call "Bugis".. They serve really good Singaporean dishes… (not "Cross Road" certainly). In fact, i was kinda doubtful about the dishes..cos’ we have tried bad Singaporean dishes overseas… but I was wrong…the Hokkien Mee (RMB28), the Satay (RMB5/stick) and even the carrot cake (RMB20) tasted just as the real thing. What’s more, they have my favourite STRAITS TIMES! And yes, it is the latest edition!
 
As we are Singaporean… we automatically got 20% off our bill. So nice of the boss!
 
Movie is expensive here. Each ticket will cost you RMB80 (that is about SDG16). Francis has a special VIP Gold Card… we got our tickets for "The Da Vinci Code" at 50% off (which is RMB40). So, that is almost the same price we are paying back home. No wonder the local are all going for pirated DVD (RMB5).
 
Started missing my son, my home and my life…Thanks to my IP Phone, I can easily call back home and chat with some of you (so easily and no IDD). Been chatting with my mum, Elkan, Joanne and Tracy… Hearing their voices over the IP make me feel so much at home….
 
I know my "void" has caused some difficulties.. It is really a bad transition for many… Joanne has been working round the clock (still managed to keep her smile and positiveness for me)… Tracy is wandering somewhere in USA now… Meijie is going to miss a mahjong and Xbox buddy… my mum is going to miss "nagging" at me… And Elkan…he is going to have less interesting weekend outings.
 
How I wish I can move my whole kampong over…I wonder, how the hell my grandfather did that 60 years ago.