Around 6 months or more ago, I thought I was done with this blog, but someone said something to me "you are an expressive person, you will probably find that after a while, you need to blog because things just need to come out."
Guess what, my friend. You knew me well and you are right. The past few weeks have been hard. Hard at work, hard with new people and just generally hard. People generally dont like other people who complain and whinge, so I guess I shall keep that to a minimum. It's not anyone's fault, but thats reality right? Things just get hard. We all wish for sunny days, rainbows and happy times. Many people dont appreciate that enough and only remember rainy days.
When you reach a certain point in life and you realise the person that you are, we always think, what else is out there for me? Is this all life can ever be? It is with certain amount of consiousness that we choose the life that we are in and we do not change it so in some way, have we no one to blame for ourselves for we carve the life that we are in?
It is 1.25am, and I stay awake. Not because I cannot sleep, but because I think of so much work that lie in my responsibility. I reach a point where it disturbs me, and that I cannot focus nor think or work any further. I stay awake. I stay awake and i think, and i think. People always say "why worry, its just work?" But if you do something for like 8-10 hours or like me, maybe 16 hours a day, wouldn't you take pride in what you can deliver? Is it not sad that you find you have so little time to show the capability that you are truly able?
It's been a tough week and its only Thursday am.
This blog started out as the place for me to share with my friends what has been happening to me, the general updates of my life. During my time away, this has been so difficult to maintain and I find that it becomes easier to share with friends who are truly close to me directly (you know who you are and I love you guys always). And then I start to think that perhaps this place has become a little bit too superficial, and I’m losing my personal touch with people. I feel that I should not only be telling my stories once to a computer, but many times more to actual groups of people.
At first this was also my place to vent, but now I think I don’t need this anymore, perhaps I just got a little bit more content with life, and need to bring back to perspective what is really important.
To share one last piece of news, I’m coming home…The past few months experience has been an unforgettable one, I think I grew up, and thank you to the people who helped me bring me to this place not just geographically, but to a higher state of mental being that I am in. I was watching a show alone in my hotel room the other night, and one of the lines stuck out to me.. “What you do for yourself, will live and die with you. What you do with others, will leave an impact on the world forever”
So with this I say, farewell, I don’t think there would be any more updates to this place. If you want to catch up, drop me a note. I’ll still be continuing my journey of running, treasure hunting, working, badminton, and whatever new activities I’ll continue to try in the coming year.. :)
I was speaking to a colleague about what I did over the weekend, and basically what I did was visit Verona on the Saturday and Turin on the Sunday. This was indeed crazy and super tiring, but my colleague said I will finish Italy in a month. Beautiful Verona was where the birthplace of Shakespears’ play “Romeo and Juliet’.
I have the famous picture where I am rubbing the right breast which is polished of Giulette. It’s said that if you rub the breasts of the bronze Juliet statue in the courtyard you’ll be lucky in love or fertile or something. It is free to travel to the balcony, but I wasn’t about to give anyone my handphone to catch a picture of me waving a kiss to Romeo…
You say the word Lake Como, and this is actually the place where a lot of celebrities like George Clooney, Richard Branson has huge villas in various villages along the lake. It was raining, so it was impossible to sit outside. The correct side to sit on the ferry is the LEFT side because that’s where most of the interesting items are.. (anyway, you will notice because everyone rushes in to sit on that side).
Additionally, I found it VERY strange that on a ferry, there is a restaurant on board. So, for Euro15, you get to have a set lunch. Some bread, drinks (vino rossi and vino bianco) better known as red n white wine, water, a primandi (pasta), a secondo and a desert. That’s just too much for me, and I thought I wanted to eat the famous fish in Bellagio, so I spent the ferry trip enjoying the view instead.
One of the perks of staying so near the main venue of concerts and events, is that there is always some thing going on. This particular night, I hear "boom, pang" outside. Wondering what it was, i peered out my window and there it was... FIREWORKS!
(I later found out that it was MTVDAY in Milan)
I have alot of pictures which turned out pretty great for a little Nokia N82. You can see that it was taken outside my hotel window, (refer pillar on left), and flagpoles at the very bottom and lights illuminating the carpark. In the distance, is the DatchForum.
Not bad huh? I listened to my fellow photogs and changed the ISO setting on my little Nokia N82 to high and also night mode, and using PhotoScape to brighten it up a bit... Not badddddd... :)
Is a quaint little town, which was unfortunately pouring cats and dogs when I got there. No choice but to spend Euro5 on an umbrella, and hide out in a quaint little café to warm up. I tried speaking Italian to the waiter and he responded in English. Managed to score a panini for lunch and a latte. What I didn’t realise is that I did the ultimate boo-boo in Italy which was I started drinking my coffee while I was eating my panini. Later I read on wiki that coffee is purely meant as a digestivo which means ‘AFTER’ meal.. This town name was also taken to be the name of the famous Las Vegas casino, the Bellagio. With its cobble-stone 
walkways, little shops, it truly is a nice little village in Italy. 
This place is actually in Switzerland, but at the border of Italy-Switzerland. I took a bus which costs me Euro15 to get here. Wow, the trick is you have to pre-book or come super early because the double decker bus was fast filled up with enthusiastic shoppers. The bus trip was quite boring, but we got there little over an hour. Then …
SHOPPERS HAVEN!!!
Gucci, Prada, D&C, Versace, Salvatore Ferragamo bags, shoes.. I somehow expected it to be ALOT cheaper, but it is actually not. A bag still costs around 200 Euro, and I never saw the big deal in owning thousand dollar bags, so this was a deal breaker for me. A lot of people left with BIG shopping bags and is truly recommended for the brand-conscious… For me, if something is Made in China, then it really doesn’t matter whether its Prada or some other generic brand…
