Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Getting Started

I have been meaning to start a blog for quite sometime already...but always there are obstacles (@ excuses). Late last year again I was touched by a blog of a long lost friend that enables me to 'see' him in a different light...

I believe that via this journey, I will discover what matters to me - what I feel strongly about - and off course what rattles me !

As the title itself suggest, this blog is nothing more than reflections and rambling...of what I see, hear and go thru everyday. And I shall start today - the last day of Jan 2009 - by reflecting what 2008 was - to me.

Career-wise, in 2008 I started doing something different. In a way I am thankful that this organization has given me the opportunity do something different - although it is challenging - it is a chance for me to grow and be out of my comfort zone. I treat this as an opportunity to gain new knowledge and learn something new. I have a lot to be thankful in 2008 - it has been wonderful - and I hope it continues in many years to go.

By end of 2008 - as we all know - the shadow of economic gloom has started to cast itself. Those working with MNCs are starting to feel the pinch. Shutdown, pay cut, no increment, temporary layoff, VSS, retrenchment..are some of the words of the day. I shudder when hearing those dreaded words that some of my fellow MNCs friends have to bear with. Alas, I do have faith that there is a silver lining in every dark cloud. We just have to trust in 'God' and he'll lead the way....amen...

End of 2008 also marked the day when I was introduced to Facebook. My younger sister were bugging me to create an account so that we can share pictures easily. Little did I know that it actually enables me to track my long lost friends - friends who I have not met since we were in secondary school. Even a teacher who taught me when I was in standard two ! And the incredible thing is that this teacher can recall me - as the brave girl who did not cry when he was tending to my bleeding fingers !

Well at that time I was raised by my grandma - together with 4 feisty uncles - therefore I am expected to tough it up! I remembered playing kites and marbles with my uncle. I also remembered being laughed at while playing sepak takraw ! But being the only girl - surrounded by 4 uncles - also meant that I was spoilt and overprotected. I got them to buy me food at the canteen and even to tie my shoes every morning...hhhmmm...those were the days...