After a few days in Bangkok, it's time to head home. This short trip was quite good to relax a bit, have my teeth treated and the pain in my back fixed.
Some time ago, last time I was in Thailand, actually, I saw this advertisement about laser teeth whitening on a in-flight magazine and got really interested. Back then I had a chipped tooth that needed some attention so I went to the place and had a very good impression of the doctor, the staff and the clinic.
This time I wanted to have some of my old metal fillings replaced with new natural 'teeth like' ceramic ones and since my teeth were going to 'look good' (not that they look bad, but anyway) I decided to go for the 'whitening' thing too.
The brochure they gave me to read stated the process was painless as it involved no heat, drills or anything that caused pain. The only side effect of the procedure was a 'slight sensitive' feeling the day after.
Well, that might be true for Thai nationals but this Brazilian friend of yours can tell you without lying: It hurts like hell.
I don't know what they do but during the process I could feel sharp pain in all teeth. Little did I know it was but a sample of the pains I'd suffer later.
They gave me some pills for the pain but that didn't help much. The day after my teeth still hurt. And just yesterday evening things got better.
I returned today to have two fillings replaced which proves I'm not scared of pain. Well, not too much...
Yulia, my “soon to be” Russian girlfriend kept me company all these days by sending me SMSs all the time. She's such a doll. I'm so infatuated already; I can't wait to go see her in person.
Sunday 31 August 2003
Wednesday 27 August 2003
Flying Finnair
I got back from KL just this afternoon. It was only 4 o'clock when I got to the office. In a normal situation I'd go home directly but this time, an important correspondence was waiting for me at Genesys. When the Singapore Inland Revenue sends you a notification, you pay attention. After all, this is Singapore and everyone knows about the 'cane'!
So I went to the office, got my mail, paid my debt thus guaranteeing the safety of my buttocks and finally headed home, where another flight ticket waited.
I'm on my way to Bangkok. Finnair had the best price: only S$180 for a round trip. Trust me, that is indeed very cheapo. I mean, go for a two hours Traditional Thai Massage in Singapore and you will easily pay S$120! This is my first time flying with them and I am sort of curious. Let's see if they have beautiful stewardesses in a nice new plane.
- - -
Erm... Just so you know: No, they don't!
So I went to the office, got my mail, paid my debt thus guaranteeing the safety of my buttocks and finally headed home, where another flight ticket waited.
I'm on my way to Bangkok. Finnair had the best price: only S$180 for a round trip. Trust me, that is indeed very cheapo. I mean, go for a two hours Traditional Thai Massage in Singapore and you will easily pay S$120! This is my first time flying with them and I am sort of curious. Let's see if they have beautiful stewardesses in a nice new plane.
- - -
Erm... Just so you know: No, they don't!
Sunday 24 August 2003
Before I hit the road again...
Yes, I know... It’s been quite a while since I last updated the Blog. So much have happened that I just have been having trouble keeping up with all that needs to be done. Even my good friend Itty Bitty Pittey mentioned I have been stalling. He's right, so let me do a brief update before hitting the road again.
Jana, the Latvian girl, wants to come and visit me in October. I was happy with the idea until she felt really comfortable to tell me things she did not mention before. I know we all have skeletons in the closet but how we deal with them makes a lot of difference, I think.
So this is how it started. She said in September she is going to South Africa to meet some other guy she was exchanging messages with. No big deal for me, after how could I possibly expect to be the only one who replied to her online profile on the dating site? Then she said she wanted to email the guy and tell him ‘everything’ was over because she had found someone else: Me. Hmmm... Ok. I was flattered for a moment till my slow thinking brain said “Whoah! Hold on a second!”
She can change her mind that easily? I mean, she knows me just as much as she knows the African guy. What makes her think I am a better catch? And why change plans like this, so suddenly? If I was the South African fellow, I would be pissed. All the plans he made meant nothing to her? I told her I did not want her to change her plans on my account. She should go, meet him and after that she could come to meet me, if that was the case. Then she would know what to do. So the idea was for her to go to Johannesburg in September and come to Singapore in October.
But those plans changed again whe she mentioned she had a boyfriend. Say what?!? What the heck someone with boyfriend wants with a profile on a dating site? I asked her and her answer was “We are not getting along fine. He is abusive and drinks too much. I need to find happiness in life and move on.” Fair enough, but why is she still with him?
I asked her “Does he know you are planning on meeting other guys?” Guess her answer. Bingo! Nopes; the poor fellow doesn’t have a clue of what is going on behind his back. That was a turn off for me. This is history repeating itself. I was in his shoes once. Well, I wasn’t abusive or a drunk but, I mean, I never knew what was going to hit me till it was too late. It is unfair. It doesn’t really matter if he is an asshole or not. If she is not happy, solve the damn relationship before looking for a new one. What’s the matter with people nowadays? Geez...
The red card is raised: Jana is out.
Olga is one of the Russian cuties. Her English is quite good and and I was very suprised she can speak well (we spoke on the phone). She is very sweet, shares similar interests and is the ‘good girl’ type. I have problems with good girls, I am sure I mentioned a couple of times before. Nevertheless, she is so cute and sweet and willing to be a good wife I gave in and got interested. The only problem is: she’s the only child of a widow mother. Get the picture? Her Mom is terribly concerned about her little girl travelling all the way to Southeast Asia to meet the Big Bad Wolf.
What am I to say? I would be too if she was my daughter. So, correspondence with her slowed down a bit. I told her I would love to visit Russia and her but that cannot happen right now. She sends me emails every other day saying she misses me and that she is sorry there isn’t much she can do. She says she is still trying to convince her Mom it is fine, after all I gave her all possible information so she could at least verify I am not a “flesh trader” interested in selling white slaves.
In the end, I think her mother knows that. She just wants to take the opportunity to visit SE Asia too, you know? But I am not that naïve. If she wants to come, she’s mostly welcome provided she pays for her own expenses.
Yellow card: Careful missy!
While all this was happening with Jana and Olga, Yulia (the other Russian cutie) found ways to get me quite interested. Unlike the other girls, she was not very much interested in being agreeable all the time and she is not really concerned if she can come or if I should go. Her mother is a businesswoman and they have a good financial situation. She has travelled a lot too so getting out of her country is not her immediate plans.
I have learned that for most of these girls, this is the case. They are unhappy with the situation of their own countries and want to find a foreign husband. Ha! Isn’t it the case in some places here in SE Asia as well? But that is certainly not the case for Yulia. Though I do not criticise the other girls for trying to find a better place to live (Hey, why do you think I live in Singapore not in Brazil?) that is a plus in Yulia’s profile. If the main reason is not so material, I think the chance of having true love is higher, don’t you think?
Anyway, we have been exchanging lots of messages, getting to know each other the best way we can. She writes well though she cannot speak fluently. I don’t know... I am beginning to think this could be it.
As you would expect, with all this happening lately, Miss Ex-GF might have felt our love ties were being threatened and decided to call. Again. She called three times last week.
The first time she called it was 4:30 in the morning. The house phone rang once and stopped. One minute later, it happened again – rang once and stopped. It happened a couple of times and I was already annoyed and about to switch off the phone. Who could be calling my home at those hours?! Then, maybe because I was already half awake I realised it could be J’s parents.
No one has my home number (I am never home, for Christ sake, why bother?) but our parents do. Mine and hers, I mean. So I figured it could be her parents, mine would call directly.
I called back and she answered the phone.
- “Hi”, I said, “Is everything alright?”
- “Yes, why do you ask?”, She said.
- “I dunno... Someone was calling and hanging up after the first ring. I got worried. Thought something might have happened!”
- “No – did anyone call Singapore?” she asked the others. “No, no one called.”
- “Hmm... Ok, then...”
A brief moment of silence and then she said:
- “You know I am lying, don’t you?”
- “Yes. I figured.”
She apologised and said she missed me. Well, you know the story by know. “She loves me”, “I am the one”, “She cries every day”, yada yada yada. All the right things to say. It would work if I did not know her too well. I avoided the confrontation, talked a bit, said I needed to get back to sleep, that I was going to call later, good-bye, kisses to everyone... Kaput. Conversation over. But I knew it wasn’t over yet.
She called again two more times in different days. And the last time, today early in the morning, she said she broke up with the boyfriend and wanted to return to Singapore. She said she knows she is about to loose me for good (spooky, ain’t it?) and she doesn’t want that.
I told her we tried too many times already and the result is always the same. I told her I am happy I do not have to worry about who might be visiting my house in my absence. I told her I do not miss all the silly arguments, that it is unfair for her to call me like this after all we’ve been through and after I am finally able to let go (am I?) and meet people who can make me happy (can they?). In the end, I told her I had to think about it.
Why? Do I want her back? What about Yulia? What about the possibility of meeting someone special? Am I willing to postpone this possibility of meeting someone new yet again? Is it worth it trying to fix something I know cannot be fixed?
[deep sigh]
Well, some other brief news. I am pleased to announce I am the happy owner of my own domain now. There is nothing there yet but soon I will be transferring my Blog and re-creating my web site at www.thewolftrack.com! Yessssss!
Tomorrow I am taking the first morning flight (6:30 in the morning... Ouch!) to Kuala Lumpur. Yep, yet another round of fun with the Outbound Solution due to a server crash. Guys, read my lips:
“BACKUP”
And talking about crashes, my 40Gb hard disk on the laptop crashed. Huh?! You think you got me cornered, do you? I am so sorry to disappoint you: I had backups! Muahahahaha! (Unavoidable Evil laughter). I am in the process of re-creating my working environment in an new 60Gb hard disk. :o)
Well, I guess this is it.
Tata
Jana, the Latvian girl, wants to come and visit me in October. I was happy with the idea until she felt really comfortable to tell me things she did not mention before. I know we all have skeletons in the closet but how we deal with them makes a lot of difference, I think.
So this is how it started. She said in September she is going to South Africa to meet some other guy she was exchanging messages with. No big deal for me, after how could I possibly expect to be the only one who replied to her online profile on the dating site? Then she said she wanted to email the guy and tell him ‘everything’ was over because she had found someone else: Me. Hmmm... Ok. I was flattered for a moment till my slow thinking brain said “Whoah! Hold on a second!”
She can change her mind that easily? I mean, she knows me just as much as she knows the African guy. What makes her think I am a better catch? And why change plans like this, so suddenly? If I was the South African fellow, I would be pissed. All the plans he made meant nothing to her? I told her I did not want her to change her plans on my account. She should go, meet him and after that she could come to meet me, if that was the case. Then she would know what to do. So the idea was for her to go to Johannesburg in September and come to Singapore in October.
But those plans changed again whe she mentioned she had a boyfriend. Say what?!? What the heck someone with boyfriend wants with a profile on a dating site? I asked her and her answer was “We are not getting along fine. He is abusive and drinks too much. I need to find happiness in life and move on.” Fair enough, but why is she still with him?
I asked her “Does he know you are planning on meeting other guys?” Guess her answer. Bingo! Nopes; the poor fellow doesn’t have a clue of what is going on behind his back. That was a turn off for me. This is history repeating itself. I was in his shoes once. Well, I wasn’t abusive or a drunk but, I mean, I never knew what was going to hit me till it was too late. It is unfair. It doesn’t really matter if he is an asshole or not. If she is not happy, solve the damn relationship before looking for a new one. What’s the matter with people nowadays? Geez...
The red card is raised: Jana is out.
Olga is one of the Russian cuties. Her English is quite good and and I was very suprised she can speak well (we spoke on the phone). She is very sweet, shares similar interests and is the ‘good girl’ type. I have problems with good girls, I am sure I mentioned a couple of times before. Nevertheless, she is so cute and sweet and willing to be a good wife I gave in and got interested. The only problem is: she’s the only child of a widow mother. Get the picture? Her Mom is terribly concerned about her little girl travelling all the way to Southeast Asia to meet the Big Bad Wolf.
What am I to say? I would be too if she was my daughter. So, correspondence with her slowed down a bit. I told her I would love to visit Russia and her but that cannot happen right now. She sends me emails every other day saying she misses me and that she is sorry there isn’t much she can do. She says she is still trying to convince her Mom it is fine, after all I gave her all possible information so she could at least verify I am not a “flesh trader” interested in selling white slaves.
In the end, I think her mother knows that. She just wants to take the opportunity to visit SE Asia too, you know? But I am not that naïve. If she wants to come, she’s mostly welcome provided she pays for her own expenses.
Yellow card: Careful missy!
While all this was happening with Jana and Olga, Yulia (the other Russian cutie) found ways to get me quite interested. Unlike the other girls, she was not very much interested in being agreeable all the time and she is not really concerned if she can come or if I should go. Her mother is a businesswoman and they have a good financial situation. She has travelled a lot too so getting out of her country is not her immediate plans.
I have learned that for most of these girls, this is the case. They are unhappy with the situation of their own countries and want to find a foreign husband. Ha! Isn’t it the case in some places here in SE Asia as well? But that is certainly not the case for Yulia. Though I do not criticise the other girls for trying to find a better place to live (Hey, why do you think I live in Singapore not in Brazil?) that is a plus in Yulia’s profile. If the main reason is not so material, I think the chance of having true love is higher, don’t you think?
Anyway, we have been exchanging lots of messages, getting to know each other the best way we can. She writes well though she cannot speak fluently. I don’t know... I am beginning to think this could be it.
As you would expect, with all this happening lately, Miss Ex-GF might have felt our love ties were being threatened and decided to call. Again. She called three times last week.
The first time she called it was 4:30 in the morning. The house phone rang once and stopped. One minute later, it happened again – rang once and stopped. It happened a couple of times and I was already annoyed and about to switch off the phone. Who could be calling my home at those hours?! Then, maybe because I was already half awake I realised it could be J’s parents.
No one has my home number (I am never home, for Christ sake, why bother?) but our parents do. Mine and hers, I mean. So I figured it could be her parents, mine would call directly.
I called back and she answered the phone.
- “Hi”, I said, “Is everything alright?”
- “Yes, why do you ask?”, She said.
- “I dunno... Someone was calling and hanging up after the first ring. I got worried. Thought something might have happened!”
- “No – did anyone call Singapore?” she asked the others. “No, no one called.”
- “Hmm... Ok, then...”
A brief moment of silence and then she said:
- “You know I am lying, don’t you?”
- “Yes. I figured.”
She apologised and said she missed me. Well, you know the story by know. “She loves me”, “I am the one”, “She cries every day”, yada yada yada. All the right things to say. It would work if I did not know her too well. I avoided the confrontation, talked a bit, said I needed to get back to sleep, that I was going to call later, good-bye, kisses to everyone... Kaput. Conversation over. But I knew it wasn’t over yet.
She called again two more times in different days. And the last time, today early in the morning, she said she broke up with the boyfriend and wanted to return to Singapore. She said she knows she is about to loose me for good (spooky, ain’t it?) and she doesn’t want that.
I told her we tried too many times already and the result is always the same. I told her I am happy I do not have to worry about who might be visiting my house in my absence. I told her I do not miss all the silly arguments, that it is unfair for her to call me like this after all we’ve been through and after I am finally able to let go (am I?) and meet people who can make me happy (can they?). In the end, I told her I had to think about it.
Why? Do I want her back? What about Yulia? What about the possibility of meeting someone special? Am I willing to postpone this possibility of meeting someone new yet again? Is it worth it trying to fix something I know cannot be fixed?
[deep sigh]
Well, some other brief news. I am pleased to announce I am the happy owner of my own domain now. There is nothing there yet but soon I will be transferring my Blog and re-creating my web site at www.thewolftrack.com! Yessssss!
Tomorrow I am taking the first morning flight (6:30 in the morning... Ouch!) to Kuala Lumpur. Yep, yet another round of fun with the Outbound Solution due to a server crash. Guys, read my lips:
“BACKUP”
And talking about crashes, my 40Gb hard disk on the laptop crashed. Huh?! You think you got me cornered, do you? I am so sorry to disappoint you: I had backups! Muahahahaha! (Unavoidable Evil laughter). I am in the process of re-creating my working environment in an new 60Gb hard disk. :o)
Well, I guess this is it.
Tata
Thursday 7 August 2003
Zzzzz...
Oh, somebody shoot me and end my misery... It's only 10:30am and I feel as if I had been here since Christmas!
Fred lent me his wireless access card so I could check emails. Apart from SPAM there was nothing there. It's Jana's day off so I am not expecting messages from her. It would be nice if Olga wrote; I have a feeling she will. But it's still too early for her. She's one of the Russian girls I mentioned. Russia is GMT+3, five hours behind, so I believe it's only 5:30am there; another good 3 hours till I receive something.
Yulia, the other Russian cutie, did not write yesterday. She sent pictures, yes, but did not 'write'. Pity, 'cause she writes well...
Ok, let me resume my previous activity: being bored.
Fred lent me his wireless access card so I could check emails. Apart from SPAM there was nothing there. It's Jana's day off so I am not expecting messages from her. It would be nice if Olga wrote; I have a feeling she will. But it's still too early for her. She's one of the Russian girls I mentioned. Russia is GMT+3, five hours behind, so I believe it's only 5:30am there; another good 3 hours till I receive something.
Yulia, the other Russian cutie, did not write yesterday. She sent pictures, yes, but did not 'write'. Pity, 'cause she writes well...
Ok, let me resume my previous activity: being bored.
It's Show Time
Quick break from the seminar, the customers come out of the room for coffee, tee and quick snacks. This is my cue, my time to work. But I too needed something to drink so I got myself a cup of tea without sugar (my stomach still upset) and quickly returned to my position.
Fred was entertaining a young lady who was asking all sorts of generic questions. Not as basic as the ones I answered in the morning - she understood what a Contact Centre was - but still, not very specific. She basically said "can you tell me more about all this?" I was slowly sipping on my tea but Fred, cunning as a fox, saw me there too comfortable and free and dropped this: "I only do the sales part. Let me introduce you to my expert. This is Georges!" Ouch!
But I guess it wasn't so bad. I gave her a five-minute no-brainer description of what Workforce Manager is all about, benefits for her as a contact centre supervisor, for her company in terms or savings, the Sales speech, you know. She was happy. I was happy. Then, as I saw Fred was too comfortable and free I dropped this: "... and it integrates tightly with our entire range of solutions. Fred can talk to you about routing and multimedia contact centres."
Haha! The sweet taste of revenge! ;o)
Fred was entertaining a young lady who was asking all sorts of generic questions. Not as basic as the ones I answered in the morning - she understood what a Contact Centre was - but still, not very specific. She basically said "can you tell me more about all this?" I was slowly sipping on my tea but Fred, cunning as a fox, saw me there too comfortable and free and dropped this: "I only do the sales part. Let me introduce you to my expert. This is Georges!" Ouch!
But I guess it wasn't so bad. I gave her a five-minute no-brainer description of what Workforce Manager is all about, benefits for her as a contact centre supervisor, for her company in terms or savings, the Sales speech, you know. She was happy. I was happy. Then, as I saw Fred was too comfortable and free I dropped this: "... and it integrates tightly with our entire range of solutions. Fred can talk to you about routing and multimedia contact centres."
Haha! The sweet taste of revenge! ;o)
Wednesday 6 August 2003
Will I ever understand?
I was getting ready to go to sleep yesterday night when in came an SMS from Lin. I do not quite remember the actual conversation but it went somewhat like this:
- Sleeping already?, she asked.
- Not really, was my reply.
- Watching some movie on the TV? Hehehe
- No, just getting ready to hit the sack. I am tired and have to wake up very early tomorrow.
- Ok. Good night.
- Ok. Good night.
I don’t know why but I had this impression she was pissed. Maybe it is her way of being kind and not preventing me from my well deserved sleep but is it normal in the region to interrupt the conversation so abruptdly?
In my country, a friend talking to me would have said: "Oh, ok. I do not mean to disturb. Just thought we could talk a little. We can talk tomorrow. Have a good rest." Doesn't it sound more polite? Or gentle?
If she was German I would have not thought much about it. Germans are usually very practical people. They make a phone call, the person answers identifying himself/herself by family name, the originator gives the message and hangs up. No need for 'how are yous' or ' goodbyes'.
Maybe it's the one quarter Dutch she's got in her blood... I will never understand.
I was getting ready to go to sleep yesterday night when in came an SMS from Lin. I do not quite remember the actual conversation but it went somewhat like this:
- Sleeping already?, she asked.
- Not really, was my reply.
- Watching some movie on the TV? Hehehe
- No, just getting ready to hit the sack. I am tired and have to wake up very early tomorrow.
- Ok. Good night.
- Ok. Good night.
I don’t know why but I had this impression she was pissed. Maybe it is her way of being kind and not preventing me from my well deserved sleep but is it normal in the region to interrupt the conversation so abruptdly?
In my country, a friend talking to me would have said: "Oh, ok. I do not mean to disturb. Just thought we could talk a little. We can talk tomorrow. Have a good rest." Doesn't it sound more polite? Or gentle?
If she was German I would have not thought much about it. Germans are usually very practical people. They make a phone call, the person answers identifying himself/herself by family name, the originator gives the message and hangs up. No need for 'how are yous' or ' goodbyes'.
Maybe it's the one quarter Dutch she's got in her blood... I will never understand.
Customer Service? What's that?
So, I was bored. Had been standing by our laptops, smiling at whoever approached, answering questions like "what is this exactly?", "what you mean by call centres?" and alike. Fred probably noticed I wasn't amused and suggested I went out to buy a couple of 'lattes' across the street. I had nothing better to do, so I went.
When I got to 'The Coffee Bean', the place was empty. There was just this employee at the back of the store. She saw me standing there but did not seem interested in helping. I was annoyed.
- Excuse me? Is the store open yet?
She gave me a dirty look and proceeded to the cashier without a word. I was at the end of the counter so I returned to the cashier.
- Yes?, she said.
- Good morning!, I said. A moment of silence followed. I was naive to think she would actually smile and say 'good morning' back to me...
- I want two 'lattes'.
- Having here or take away?
- Take away.
While she prepared the coffee and cups, I filled in one of those 'how can we save you better' forms. Suggestions? Your employee needs to have more sex!!!
No, of course I did not write that. But the idea crossed my mind...
When I got to 'The Coffee Bean', the place was empty. There was just this employee at the back of the store. She saw me standing there but did not seem interested in helping. I was annoyed.
- Excuse me? Is the store open yet?
She gave me a dirty look and proceeded to the cashier without a word. I was at the end of the counter so I returned to the cashier.
- Yes?, she said.
- Good morning!, I said. A moment of silence followed. I was naive to think she would actually smile and say 'good morning' back to me...
- I want two 'lattes'.
- Having here or take away?
- Take away.
While she prepared the coffee and cups, I filled in one of those 'how can we save you better' forms. Suggestions? Your employee needs to have more sex!!!
No, of course I did not write that. But the idea crossed my mind...
The Workshot in KL
This is going to be a long day, I'm telling you. It started during the night because I couldn't sleep properly. The air-conditioner in my room was broken; I could not adjust the temperature and it was (amazingly) freezing cold. So I had to turn it off. Then, of course, the room became too hot during the night. I woke partly because I was sweating, partly because of nightmares.
The nightmares were my fault. For dinner, which I said I wasn't going to have, I had a Rotti Prata at the next door eatery. It wasn't bad but from the first bite I took I could tell it wasn't well cooked. You know what happens when you eat bread, cakes or whatever food prepared with flour and it is not properly cooked, right? It becomes a stone in your stomach and takes ages to digest. That's exactly what happened. I woke up with the feeling I had eaten an anvil. A spoiled one, in fact.
I had two choices: 1) insert a finger in my throat and try to throw up or 2) stand the discomfort. I chose option two; rolled to my tummy and tried to sleep despite the pain. Eventually I fell asleep again to wake up this morning 20 minutes before the alarm clock was off.
I checked my emails (one sweet message from Jana, the Latvian girl), checked my phone for SMSs (two from Jana again. So cute!) and after the "3S" routine (sh*t, shower and shave) I was ready and good to go.
Joe, the Sales Director, asked if I could have everything ready before the audience arrived, at 8 o'clock. So I got downstairs to the ballroom, where event was supposed to take place at 7:30. Just as I expected, the hotel employees were still preparing the place. I just sat there, trying not to be bored to death...
The nightmares were my fault. For dinner, which I said I wasn't going to have, I had a Rotti Prata at the next door eatery. It wasn't bad but from the first bite I took I could tell it wasn't well cooked. You know what happens when you eat bread, cakes or whatever food prepared with flour and it is not properly cooked, right? It becomes a stone in your stomach and takes ages to digest. That's exactly what happened. I woke up with the feeling I had eaten an anvil. A spoiled one, in fact.
I had two choices: 1) insert a finger in my throat and try to throw up or 2) stand the discomfort. I chose option two; rolled to my tummy and tried to sleep despite the pain. Eventually I fell asleep again to wake up this morning 20 minutes before the alarm clock was off.
I checked my emails (one sweet message from Jana, the Latvian girl), checked my phone for SMSs (two from Jana again. So cute!) and after the "3S" routine (sh*t, shower and shave) I was ready and good to go.
Joe, the Sales Director, asked if I could have everything ready before the audience arrived, at 8 o'clock. So I got downstairs to the ballroom, where event was supposed to take place at 7:30. Just as I expected, the hotel employees were still preparing the place. I just sat there, trying not to be bored to death...
Monday 4 August 2003
Time for an update
I haven't been posting, I know... So much has happened I don't even know where to begin. Let's see... Perhaps it would be easier if I just mentioned thing as they come to mind. Hmmm... Yes. Let's do that.
I was forced to put some distance between Noor and I. I was feeling pressured by her constant presence and need for attention. Mental note to myself: do not be like that. It is really annoying!
Lin decided not to let go of our friendship. She ignored me for a while but I guess she realized that, though I'm a jerk and undoubtedly not her 'dream partner', I'm still worth keeping as a friend. So she calls and sends messages now and them. I like it like that. I take it as a sign of friendship evolving. And I admire her, so I also think she is worthwhile. Seems we came to a mutual understanding. Good.
J called and wanted to come back. Of course... I saw it coming. She said she's got a boyfriend she doesn't love because she can't get over me. Sweet? Yes. True? I don't think so. We talked and agreed she should think a bit more about it. Then she called again, said she broke up with the boyfriend but started having second thoughts afterwards. That says it all, doesn't it?
Koi decided she doesn't want to loose me. We've been apart for a while now and the distance between us grew a lot. It seems she decided to 'keep the flame burning' by fighting her own cultural restraints and acting 'naughty' just to please me. Gotta tell you – it is working! What am I to say? I'm easy!
I asked her - "What happened? Aren’t you shy anymore?" and she said: "No, because you don't like shy girls. If I'm shy, you won't like me!"
I feel bad because I know she's changing her ways in an effort not to loose me. And from my part, I am still skeptical it could work as she is trying to be something she just isn't. But she's not a kid anymore and I have to stop worrying too much about others... She is supposed to know what she is doing.
I've been exchanging emails with four new girls; one Singaporean with Indian background, two Russians (!) and one Latvian (!!!). Is this going to lead anywhere? I don't know. Who can tell?
I was forced to put some distance between Noor and I. I was feeling pressured by her constant presence and need for attention. Mental note to myself: do not be like that. It is really annoying!
Lin decided not to let go of our friendship. She ignored me for a while but I guess she realized that, though I'm a jerk and undoubtedly not her 'dream partner', I'm still worth keeping as a friend. So she calls and sends messages now and them. I like it like that. I take it as a sign of friendship evolving. And I admire her, so I also think she is worthwhile. Seems we came to a mutual understanding. Good.
J called and wanted to come back. Of course... I saw it coming. She said she's got a boyfriend she doesn't love because she can't get over me. Sweet? Yes. True? I don't think so. We talked and agreed she should think a bit more about it. Then she called again, said she broke up with the boyfriend but started having second thoughts afterwards. That says it all, doesn't it?
Koi decided she doesn't want to loose me. We've been apart for a while now and the distance between us grew a lot. It seems she decided to 'keep the flame burning' by fighting her own cultural restraints and acting 'naughty' just to please me. Gotta tell you – it is working! What am I to say? I'm easy!
I asked her - "What happened? Aren’t you shy anymore?" and she said: "No, because you don't like shy girls. If I'm shy, you won't like me!"
I feel bad because I know she's changing her ways in an effort not to loose me. And from my part, I am still skeptical it could work as she is trying to be something she just isn't. But she's not a kid anymore and I have to stop worrying too much about others... She is supposed to know what she is doing.
I've been exchanging emails with four new girls; one Singaporean with Indian background, two Russians (!) and one Latvian (!!!). Is this going to lead anywhere? I don't know. Who can tell?
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