rolling credits

"hey don't go yet! i want to watch the rolling credits," Fragrant (not his real name) called out after a movie.

Fragrant is one of those guys who believe in watching the rolling credits, simply because he feels that the hard efforts that go into movie-making deserves to be acknowledged and appreciated.

Why, i'd think he's one of the few people whom the cleaning supervisors could speak to, just to find out how well the cleaners did their job after a movie (but then again, his eyes would have been so glued to the screen that he'd hardly notice!)

rolling credits -- so why do the credits come on only after the movie, and not before? why do the rolling credits of our life come on , only after it is over? we learn how great that person used to be, how much he's done for society, for his family, mostly after his demise. we learn how much we should have loved and appreciated that person, when it's too late to do anything.

Artists see a soaring rise to fame (albeit short-lived at times) after their demise. Musicians. Painters. Even the old rag-and-bone man whom people found out to be a great samaritan, adopting and supporting a group of homeless orphans. Anyone.

Do credits come on too late?

i really didn't want D's movie to end. it was an abrupt ending. yet it was a really good movie while it played, and the rolling credits was so long i couldn't believe it. i was there to watch the credits, i witnessed it. and i was overwhelmed.

even though D's movie has ended, i think it will always be playing in my heart -- and this time, the credits come on first.

new year resolution

the tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon,
but that we wait so long to begin it.

-- unknown.

useless info of the day

today's google is spelt wrongly, no? where's the letter L in the word "Google?", i know where it's been --

today is day of Love, so letter L very busy running here and there, as words beginning with L are being used in high volume today.

it's also missing in my day.

how long did you say it's been?

ONE year and more since my last blog! this is what being in china does to you -- blog spots are banned, but damn, the spit spots on the street are not banned. i call them "spit(not speed) traps" -- abound in every corner of the streets -- careful not to step on them!

how to avoid spit traps:
1. keep your eyes glued to the ground when u walk
2. suspicious round stains on the pavement -- yes, make no mistake. they are what you think they are, even if they are dried up. hop over them like hopscotch.
3. practise hopscotch at home
4. keep your eyes wide shut, ears wide open. listen out for the noise of stirring up phlegm -- be prepared to hop either way or just speed up right ahead.
5. never wear pretty slippers (beverly feldman, manolo no no..)

it's good to be back home. ahhh...

back in my usual writing position, sitting in my corner in my den of a room, plugged in to my Pod. ah, back, Sanity, back.

Oommmmm..

china posts

i can't believe it, seems so surreal, i'm in China, starting what i should have started half a year ago. (watch: red tapes galore)

every day is a new day -- apart from it being a new day of the month, it's also a big day in a new environment, new people, new challenges.

living alone again since the good old melbourne days is quite a welcome experience, although i'd prefer it if it weren't so darn cold out there and everyone's miserable in the cold.

well, at least it makes you less willing to go out and walk around to explore the new environment.

i'm making lots of mental notes as i go along, so i thought it'll be perfect to blog the mental notes down before i go mental.

Small things make me so happy:
1. finally got hot water when i shower.
2. i mastered a little winter routine to go about my daily living

What I'm mental about:
1. workers who pinch my food, use my cups and dirty my living areas.
2. "ahyi"s (hourly cleaner) who can't seem to keep my house clean with her dirty rags
3. using up all my start-up capital and not getting projects rolling

Current frustration:
1. you speak english they don't understand, you speak mandarin you and them don't understand

Springcleaning

ok today i wake up feeling the day is going to be a good one.

determined to clear out all the angst and negative feelings, i realized you don't have to feel better only when people learn to treat you better.(that'll take way too long!!!) you just go on and be good to yourself!

ok i'm going to spring clean - springclean my thoughts, my room, my car.

ok, yah. ok. let's rock and roll.

you have a good day too !

Enough of Doormats, can i be a dog?

ever heard of AEs (account executives) being the doormats of agencies? well you better believe it -- there can't be more truth in this.

save the details, but you really do get blamed for EVERYTHING, and when things go well, clients think it's the designers who did a great job, and designers think damn well of themselves for being so spot-on with everything about the client (even though they had minimal contact with clients.) ooohh, how did everything go soooo smoothly with the project?

so, after a hard day of trampling, i return with a heavy heart.

the harsh insane words are still ringing in my ears, all the way from one end of CTE to the other end. i fight the nasty voices and drowned it with the radio. the DJ was conducting a quick interview for potential candidates of "A few good men", this army commander said something that sorta stuck:
"Leaders shoulder all the blame when something goes wrong. But we always remember to share the credit with our men because they played a big part in our success. Unfair? Not at all, because it's part of my responsibility as a leader."

As a leader, mabbe we shd tink like that. As peers, i tink it's unacceptable to shove all the nasty words you can remember down the throats of others and deny them a chance to speak. F*%# , i feel like dumbcane. WHY CAN"T I SAY MY PIECE?

Jean made a really good point with something she wrote -- and i really feel like reincarnating as a dog after reading it (altho that was not her original intention). She thinks that words don't get in the way with animals because they can't understand what you're saying anyway. We're all forced to speak with our actions instead, so "pple will learn the right way to treat people in our lives." ok , so it's kinda great. then i can take a break, sit back and let others do the understanding, let others pamper and humour me, and if they demonstrate hostility with words -- i can say "I CAN"T HEAR YOU" !!!! (oh sorry, dogs supposed to bark.) ok woof woof!