Wikipedia says, this time of the year doesn’t augur well. For one, it was when a certain great ruler got snuffed out many centuries ago. Though not as common as Friday the 13th, for the more superstitious lot, the Ides of March is a metaphor for impending doom. Luckily, it bode well for the agency I work in and for this happy camper as well. Won a major pitch. Got another client to approve decent creative work. Marked our second year in Singapore, and signed for another 2. And since our lease is also expiring (and rent is going up by almost 100%!), we found ourselves a new unit in the same place at a relatively reasonable price.
We had our fair share of not-so good luck too but things are really looking up. Think the lion dance worked its magic. And more than that, the Big Guy up there, He’s got our backs. Sweet!
It’s that time of the year again when one contract ends and a new one lurks in the ether. Two years ago, I and my husband-partner signed up for a job here in Singapore, not really knowing what the next two years held for us. Two year ago, we were strangers with two suitcases, not quite ready to plant our roots in on foreign soil. Neither tourists nor locals, grasping at anything that could bring us the feeling of “home”, pining for home-cooked meals, grabbing any chance to fly back at any cost, creating routines and marking territories just so we could feel grounded. Two years ago, we can’t wait to leave. Two years later, we can’t imagine leaving just yet. A friend said, when you’ve left your country once to live somewhere else, it gets easier and easier to go away. Probably because, you’ve proven that the ties that bind you to your home country never break despite the distance. They stretch out and reach you wherever you go.
18 days from now, we start a new contract in the same office. 1 month and 18 days from now, we start our lease on a new place. More ready than I was 2 years ago. Probably, more familiar now with what the next two years would be, but still, looking ahead with a stranger’s eyes. Ready to be surprised and see everything again, in a different light.
Stumbled on this while in stumbleupon mode. Funny and true. I so can relate to no. 2.
Fourteen Things That Took Me Over 50 Years To Learn by Dave Barry
- Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.
- If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be “meetings.”
- There is a very fine line between “hobby” and “mental illness.”
- People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.
- You should not confuse your career with your life.
- Nobody cares if you can’t dance well. Just get up and dance.
- Never lick a steak knife.
- The most destructive force in the universe is gossip.
- You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time.
- You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she’s pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.
- There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven.
- The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above-average drivers.
- A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person. (This is very important. Pay attention. It never fails.)
- Your friends love you anyway.
Thought for the day: Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.
The past weeks have been a series of late nights and weekends spent in the office. I am not complaining. It’s my job and I consider myself lucky to be doing work that would (fingers-crossed) really help our little patch of green grow much bigger. It also was great fun working with the other guys other than my partner. Lots of laughs, silly jokes, and smart thinking, coupled with a dozen vitamins for energy. That was enough to get me through the long days. No task too difficult when you’ve got all these on your side. I say, bring it on!
Nope, I am not a week behind. Chinese New Year is a fifteen-day celebration, well, that’s as far as I know. Hee hee. Mike and I didn’t actually celebrate it here. The 6-day holiday break was a good excuse to fly to Manila and spend quality time with the doggies and the scooters. Didn’t get to see friends, except those who managed to drive all the way to our house. Traffic is really bad in Manila nowadays. Election time. You know how it is, incumbent public officials start doing their jobs just months before election day so that their constituents remember their names and their “good” deeds. Like fixing roads and covering potholes. Hence the big traffic jams. Anyhoo…
Got back to Singapore in one piece, in time for our office’s lunar new year festivities.
First time for me to see a lion dance up close and find out what the dancers were up to under the costumes. Nothing obscene, I swear. The “lion” steps over the offering of fruits and bread of some sort. When it steps away, it leaves a message of luck and prosperity made from the offering and throws in a few lucky numbers for us to bet on. And then it goes from room to room to spread the luck. Afterwards, the whole agency had traditional new year’s lunch, complete with messing your table by tossing colourful noodles with your chopsticks. Of course the highlight of the celebration for all of us was getting our hong baos, ang paws, or red packets containing $888 cash. Yipee! Happy new year indeed.