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I now start to question how much pain travelling actually causes me??? While I was waiting to board the flight back to Wellington yesterday, I found this growing pain of travelling.  It's supposed to be fun! But it consumes way too much of my energy/money/time. 

Thinking of going to the States for a one-month trip.  What I'm doing at the moment is to hunt for the cheapest ticket available, utilising my fantastic research skill!!! SO set up a spreadsheet and record all the possible itinerary - AKL to SF, AKL to LA, WLG to SF, and WLG to LA.  I also tried different airlines - Air NZ, Qantas, Air Pacific, Air Tahiti Nui, even Thai Airways, Cathay, and Air China...

This is just the very first thing to do for my trip. I haven't had a look at domestic fares although I've been told I have to secure some cheap tickets asap!!

And it's not fun even thinking about finishing five or six cities all over America.  It's not Amazing Race - it's my annual holiday!!

In Auckland I caught up with a couple of fiends in AKL (I'm not changing the topic!).  Interestingly, Asian girls become more and more popular these days and apparently guys would LOVE to date Asian girls.  BUT problem associated with Asian girls include - they're over protected by their parents; they could be really demanding; they need attention (not we, because I'm not one of them in this regard). Yet, guys are still more than happy to look after them. 

I presume when we entered the 21st century, things just changed... Last time I visited this topic of relationship, girls are supposed to be live independently ever after.  But apparently not any more. 

So maybe instead of telling your BF that you could live without his attention, his care, his this and that (which basically means it won't hurt if he becomes invisible), tell him how much you need him (maybe as a trip planner!).

So pls honey, just book me a ticket to the States and read the LP for me - I'm too exhausted to plan anything further and I need a holiday before my annual holiday!!

One of my colleagues just came back from her holidays and one of the most important things she asked me today was – what is the code to get out of the toilet. For security reasons, we have to enter a series of codes to unlock the door and get back to our main office area, which means, you have to remember a few numbers to get back in.

Having been working in this office for more than one year and a half now and having been in and out of the toilet for at least three or four times a day, yet, I still don’t remember the code. So how can I get in and out without much trouble? Haha because I don’t remember numbers but I remember the positions of the numbers on the panel. This has never failed me!!

I’m pretty sure a ‘visual’ person. Here is a book about right- or left-brain dominance. And I believe I respond to colors, pictures (including motion pictures), various shapes (and of course designs) etc etc – anything I could see and could visualize.

As a result I responded to her question by saying – press the top left button, the top right one, the second on the right hand side … then… you’ll get it!

It’s always fascinating to get to know yourself. Before I jump to anything and share a life with somebody, maybe I should know myself better and be really comfortable with just myself. J

A few things listed I could do with myself – a trip to Te Papa, to galleries, to various restaurants and movie theaters where there are no kids. (I don’t particularly hate kids – but I just found parents tend to ignore themselves when their kids arrive.)

* I've been busying camera hunting since my current 5 yro one decided to retire the other day.  It's always time consuming choosing the right camera, the camera that represents good value for money.  However, I have to admit choices are quite limited in NZ and prices are slightly higher than back in Asia.  BUT I'm still enjoying the trip, wandering around camera shops and chatting with salepeople. 

The trip today was really the highlight of the day - I was feeling so comfortable communicating with those sales guys and telling them what my dream camera looks/feels like.  Somehow, I think this obsession came out again - like falling in love again ...

* A few novelty stores were also on my itinerary today.  A nice clothes shop called Fruitie, next to my favorite cafe Late Night Espresso, is one of them.  I'm so obsessed with the clothing of this shop - the colors, the designer(s) never worried about too much colors on one single piece of clothes! There are always reds, greens, oranges, blues, everywhere in this shop.  And I think this is what I'm looking for - colors!! colors you see, you hear, you feel, or you smell.  (that's why the shop is called Fruite...)

BTW, I saw someone in a green jacket and a hot pink skirt last night(!).

* Read about an interview with a writer this week.  She got asked who is her ultimate travel companion - to my greatest surprise - that person is NOT her husband.  So put it this way - her husband is not her ultimate travel companion(!!??).  Is that cheating?? I mean, if one day, my future husband says - my wife, which is me, is not the ultimate travel companion (ie. he'd rather travel with someone else, not necessarily a woman though), I will divorce him!!

* SO here we go, a camera, magically vibrant colors, lots trips, and maybe a great travel companion if I'm lucky. These are all I'm after in my life.  :)

And as Akash said - Jiani is a happy person again :)

I finished my CFA exam last Sunday. 

Me and friends went to see the SATC movie that night. Carries marries BIG; and Sam becomes single (again at the age of 50). 

Sorry for being cynical but - does this movie try to teach girls that men would finally come back for you, "after the second breakup? after the 15th? the 50?" Following this logic, girls, just open your arms and welcome your guys who finally came back for you regardless how many times you've been ignored, ditched, and dumped??? And that is supposed to be the 'happy ending' - marrying a guy who dumped more than 50 times???

I remember I asked a question earlier this year - what if he couldn't love you back the way you love him.

Now I found the answer - simply walk away...

It's a whole new life now.  I'm finding everything back - my time, my friends, my gym classes, my dance classes, and my social life. :) yay~