Something meant to be shared 真水无香

          Jac, Cow and I had an idea when Cow was back this time – an idea to set up our own ‘business’ together – in the near future. This thought has been running through my head for a while, even though I feel that I am not cut out to be a ‘good’ business person, nor that I am very interested in those “serious” businesses. I guess I am a person with no ambitions.

But after having our discussion, what has dawned on me is that it IS possible! Not something big, but some sort of boutique shop – where we are selling not only products but also a concept. Though it is a little premature for now, I can SEE it happening in the future.

Financial: It is a little bit of problem, but should be all right in another 2 or 3 years I reckon.

Concept: We have a rough idea; it will be a place for ‘new age women’. And of course, drinks, and a proper bar!  …. and all the bartenders are good looking males, with dose of humor. Mua-hahahaha…

Location: Well, since Cow really loves KL, and Jac and I both have good connections here, so I guess KL is a good start. Another option is China. Why not?! 

Personnel: Cow has the advantage of hunting the last trends around the world, and she is also good with money;). Jac, she is the person with a great sense of style, and the person I trust with all my heart. Besides, she has most ambitions among all of my girlfriends (very subtly……hehe). Me, well, I enjoy dance on the bar, I guess that is a plus?

We understand that this idea has to coincide with our personal plans in 2 or 3 years’ time, but so far it looks good. With these intentions, I believe the opportunity will find us! So, anyone else interested? 

p/s: Ladies, I’m looking forward the Bangkok trip next year ; )     

I can’t sleep. There’s couple of things on my mind, which I feel I must talk about. Just finished work; we are doing a regional project now, in fact for a big international petrol company. A couple of clients came in from the UK this afternoon, and we had brain storming session. It is always interesting to exchange views and experiences with other qualitative researchers from other parts of the world. They were a bunch of smart people, yet extremely humble.

Recently, as I read through the ESOMAR magazines, I realize qualitative research is really an area more complex than what most people think it is, and more than what I thought it is. It is a science, and it has full system supporting all types of marketing research! 

I love my work. It allows me to get to know new people almost every day, to understand where their stand, to feel how they feel, to think like how they think. I’ve learnt so much from them – strangers. They are not deliberately teaching me, but I have really learned. Nevertheless, I can see myself observing respondents from different places across the region, and it will help me to have an even better idea of how people are different, or similar. Ha! I like that!  I find myself lucky in a sense that I can use whatever stuff I’ve learnt from my major back to college to my job (学以致用), and I see myself improving day by day. If a person knows me well – psychology is always something I am passionate about. I hope all this stuff will help me on that, eventually. But I do have weaknesses. I ‘judge’ people too quickly (they are fairly objective I would say most of the time), and because it happens so fast, I don’t even realize it. So, this might stop me from discovering a lot more interesting stuff about a person than I should have. And because of this, it is quite easy for me to build up a sort of ‘barrier’ when I communicate with that person. Trust me, if I can feel this, that person will feel it too. This can explain why I can’t really get on well with a couple of Al’s friends. See, this is not only happens to work, it is also happens in my personal life. I am working on it.

There is a fine line between being friendly to people, knowing them generally and having an ‘intention’ to know that person (better). I have intentions all the time, it only matters whether they pure or not so pure. I am picking up a new job next month; it is supposed to be a very fun job – as a brand ambassador (BA). It is a job not everyone can get, or I should say only those with “that look”, if you know what I mean, can get. You also have to have a good predisposition to down beer without spoiling an internationally well recognized brand’s image! Hehe! I guess I am just ‘famous’ and they found me. Actually I’ve had this job offer for awhile, and I wasn’t quite ready to take it ‘til now. One of the reasons has been, the ‘intention’ I’ve mentioned earlier. I had to ask myself what is my intentions were before me even taking this job. No matter whether it is pure or not so pure, I need to know myself transparently, then I can take control no matter what gonna happen. You must be lost by now, okay, my new part job will involve a lot of ‘happening’ events, high-end functions and private party invitations, of course, meeting people. I went out with some of the BA few times, one hand, it makes me feel very privileged in a big way…you know the new cool stuff; launching parties, trendy bar openings, private parties, mixing with celebrities and models and Only 4 of us in the whole Malaysia! On the other hand, all these things happen when the sun goes down… you know what I mean… it can become very tempting and dirty at some point… I believe if you draw something on the piece of white paper, and you carefully erase it all, the stains will still be left on that white piece of paper. What I will see, and hear and experience will somehow affect me, in some way, I don’t know yet. Thank God, I am not a piece of ‘white’ paper, but still, I need to take a stance. And I think I’ve found it. My dear friend, if you really care about me, if you can sense some change in me in the near future, which you think I wouldn’t appreciate at this very moment, please tell me.

Someone said to me, I am a typical “Aquarian” – made of water. Water can fit in anything, and become a shape whatever contains it. I like this metaphor. What only worries me is when the shape chooses me, not me choosing the shape. 

I am excited about my new job!

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              Lately, I’ve surrounded by bench of people who are really talkative, and I started feeling a little insecure about myself. A little voice in my head telling me, “if you don’t talk it means you know less than them; if you don’t talk as much as they do, it means you have nothing to share.” Although, sometimes I am not particularly interested in the topic, or it’s just senseless, or I feel like being silent at that moment… when people talk, I talk too. At same time, I hate myself for talking too much, it’s just a pure reaction to the sense of insecurity; I know the more I talk the less I learn.

             All of us are trying very hard to prove to others how much stuff we know, how clever we are, and how better we are than others. I guess this is one way to stay competitive in this reality. I am one of these people, but I am tired of hiding my ignorance. Deep in side of me, I know, I know nothing. 

             My ignorance is not from a lack of information about facts, my ignorance is unawareness of the total process itself. For most of us, it’s a lot easier to form an opinion(s) when we have only a few of the facts. That is not ‘Intelligence’; it is just a part of human nature, so called ‘Repeatability’. The fewer the facts the fewer conclusions can be drawn from this human repeatability, sometimes it turns out quite clever, but most of the time it turns out not so clever. So, the first thing I should learn to overcome my ignorance is to stop repeating the fewer facts.

             Media is another good example, considering the plentiful facts in the media nowadays; it becomes simple to manipulate all recipients towards one conventional view. These ‘conventional views’ serve to ‘protect’ us from the painful job of thinking, or the pain and as a result, therefore desirable.

            Talking about ignorance, I consider myself a well educated person. However, I don’t believe the many who say that only free people have to be educated, but I’d rather believe the philosophers who say that only the educated are free. In the end, I realized my education and experiences did not fulfill my ignorance, they just helped me to hide my ignorance.

            I know nothing.

逃

一直以来 我都在做好逃走的状态

不清晰的念头

时常期待

。。。

身边的人 该用什么样的角色对待

再长的戏

也需要感情的对白

。。。

告诉自己 生活无需这样无奈

灰色的天空

偶尔也会有它的可爱

。。。

事实的面前

不得不承认

放开的 原来并没有放开 

。。。

渐渐得明白 

逃避 有时也是一种精彩

This is a very humorous VW viral ad, check it out!

There are three tailors live on the same street.

One day, a tailor putted up a signboard saying, "The best tailor in the city!"

Another tailor saw that, decided to put up a signboard, written "The best tailor in the country!"

The last tailor saw these two signboards, after pondered for a long time, he putted up his signboard, "The best tailor on this street." 

I LET myself make mistakes, sometimes

… and if I LET myself make a mistake

It is no longer a ‘mistake’

It is a challenge.

Consciences is a result of manipulating a person’s subconsciousness

I have no consciences

I let the truth leads me

        西方的文化和中国的文化有一点最大的不同是对死亡的看法。而教堂就是一个充满着生与死的地方。在WestLinton时，我经过小教堂后院的墓地，如果是在中国，我早就必而远之了，可是，在这个和谐安祥的小镇里，这块墓地也变得不那么可怕了，反而透出几丝亲切感，吸引了我目光。

        我放轻了脚步，轻轻的推开那扇生了锈的铁门，仔细的端详起每一块有了一些岁月的墓碑。墓志铭上有爱人，有儿子，有妻子……每一个都是那么的坦诚平静。每一字每一句都是在叙述着对故人的思念与爱意，却没有悲痛和恐惧。也有一些无名墓碑，也许是年月以久，也许是被人遗忘的孤独老人……看到了这些死去的人，犹新了我对死亡的看法。

       我想每一个人都有想过死亡。

       如果我的这一天真的来临，不必在我身上配置起搏器，人为地延长我的生命。不要把张床叫做临终之床，把它叫生命之床。把我的躯体从这张生命之床上拿走，去帮助其他的人。

       把我的双眼献给一位从没见过日出，从没见过婴儿小脸，或是从没见过女人眼中流露出爱情的人。把我的心脏献给一个心肌失能，却需要完成学业的少年。把我的鲜血献给一位车祸中幸免遇难的妻子，叫她坚强的活下去。把我的肾脏献给一位不知人生乐趣的人。

       拿走我身上的每一根骨头，每一束肌肉，每一丝纤维，把这些都统统拿走，丝毫不剩。探究我大脑的每一个角落，如有必要，取走我的细胞，让它生长，以便有朝一日一个哑儿能在赛场上欢呼，一个聋女能听到雨滴敲打窗子的声音。

       将我身上的其余一切烧成灰烬。将这些灰烬迎风自由地散去。

       如果你一定要埋葬一点东西，就请埋葬我的缺点，我的胆怯，和我所有的偏见！

       至于你们，记忆是我最后可以留下的东西。