Monday, April 13, 2009

At Last, A Sense Of Purpose!

Hokkien in origin (a dialect of Chinese - one of two dialects Yolande is able to speak in addition to Mandarin, the other being Teochew), kiasu (kee-ah-soo) literally means "afraid of losing" and enjoys popular usage in Singlish (an English-based creole native to Singapore whose syntax resembles southern varieties of Chinese, and whose vocabulary consists of words originating from English, Malay and various languages and dialects of India and China), perhaps because it is considered Singapore's defining national characteristic. Here is an example of this word's usage, taken from "The Coxford Singlish Dictionary":

"You went to get a handicapped sticker just to chope (reserve) a parking space? How kiasu can you get?"

It is also the word that Yolande, and others, have chosen to describe me, as I draw close to completing the Strategic Management module core textbook, a week before the start of term (not to mention a week before receiving my own copy - Yolande made kind use of her National University of Singapore (NUS) alumni status to borrow it for me from their business library). But when I consider the decisions that have led me here and what is at stake (my future, my dreams), I know I cannot afford to be casual about this course.

After 3 frustrating (and at times, soul-destroying) months of job hunting in Singapore, at a time when high unemployment caused by layoffs due to economic recession has led to anti-foreigner protectionism over jobs (NON-SINGAPOREANS NEED NOT APPLY - a sight I became all too familiar with), I finally applied to and was accepted onto University College Dublin's (UCD) Master of Science (MSc) Management degree program, a 1-year program to be conducted through distance-learning at the Asia Pacific Management Institute (APMI), Kaplan, located near Somerset MRT station, central Singapore.

On a day-to-day basis, this course will give me the structure I've been craving so badly after almost 4 months of unemployment, as it requires me to take 3 hours of lectures per day, Mon-Fri, and to be on campus for a total of 7 hours per day (don't ask me how they are planning to enforce that). It has also provided me with that oh-so-elusive visit pass, giving me the right to stay in the country until 27th April, 2010 (Gemma's birthday!). I breathed a huge sigh of relief last Tuesday afternoon (7th April), when I finally managed to settle formalities with ICA (1 appointment kept out of 6 isn't bad!) and was at long last able to collect my Student's Pass, which also allows for multiple-entry into Singapore.

Yolande helped me pick out some new clothes for the course.

However, the decision to apply for the course was the outcome of an excruciating dilemma, and was made right at the last minute, just days before the application deadline. On the very night that I injured my arm, and just when I had given up all hope of securing work, now focused on and excited at the prospect of taking a Masters degree, I received an email from the job agency, hooking me up with my 1st interview in Singapore. The position in question was that of English teacher, for the exact same language school where Yolande and I have been taking further-advanced Japanese classes these past couple of months! Initially skeptical as to whether teaching was for me or whether I even stood a chance with my lack of related professional experience, I decided to give it a go since I had nothing to lose. The interview was held just a few days after my accident, which gave my arm time to heal just enough that I could offer a feeble handshake if required. Dressed up smartly for the interview (I love wearing suits!), I was determined to make the best impression I could. I got more than I bargained for, however, when the job was offered to me right on the spot (my initial understanding was that I would return for a second, if not third round of interviews before receiving an offer)! I wrestled with the offer for almost a week, swinging between two extremes as I struggled to work out what was best (naturally, the job agency had a few persuasive tricks up their sleeve!)...

The evening of the interview - I was almost certain I would take the job.

In the short-term, teaching would have offered me an invigorating challenge, a fresh experience, a steady pay-cheque and the chance to stay in Singapore for a minimum of 2 years. However, when I left Nintendo in December (an extremely well-paid job in an exciting industry - many people thought I was crazy), I did so on the basis of fulfilling 2 of my life goals - a career in business, and a happy eternity spent together with Yolande. Unlikely to re-encounter such an ideal opportunity to study for a Masters degree (the combined luxuries of time, age, motivation, savings, and lack of financial commitments or family to support), I decided to follow my dreams.

The Welcome Day Orientation for my course is this Friday (17th April). The term begins in earnest the following week beginning 20th April. I have set my targets high. I plan to achieve the best GPA (grade point average) out of all students in my year taking the course. I plan to complete 2 first-rate research projects that will serve as the basis for a future career in management / management consultancy (e.g. McKinsey & Co.). I plan to make my family, including Yolande, who have supported and believed in me, proud. And to achieve all this, I plan to work harder than I ever have before.

I admit it, I'm kiasu.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Walk-the-Weekend-aWay

It has been a long time since Dan and Yoyo did anything cardiovascular. Hence, for a slight change of pace (maybe an understatement), we started our journey to be known as “Walk-the-Weekend-aWay” (aka WWW).

On the 28th March 2009, Dan, Yoyo, Aunty Mary (aka Ma), Sue and Yoyo’s Mum started their walk from Hort Park. Yoyo’s not a big fan of bridges due to her fear of heights. Having little see through holes on the bridge did not help either and Yoyo had to clench on tightly to Dan and Sue for support before her jelly legs gave way. Not only were they surrounded by nature (getaway from the bustling city life in Singapore), it was also educational since many trees had little signboards near them stating their origin, characteristics and usefulness. The walk nearly caused Yoyo her life since it was scorching hot that day. Despite being born in hot and humid Singapore, the weather is definitely not something Yoyo is used to. There is a simple equation for Yoyo: Hot weather + Yoyo = Grouchy Yoyo. The 5km walk ended in Vivo City, one of Singapore’s latest high-end shopping malls. They had a quick lunch, did some grocery shopping for the week and decided that another 5km would kill them, so they took a bus back to Hort Park and drove home.





As if walking in the heat was not enough on Saturday, Dan and Yoyo decided to embark on their little adventure. The challenge was to walk from Orchard Road back to Jurong West. According to Google Map, the estimated time taken would be 4.5 hours. As enthusiastic as ever, Dan and Yoyo got on their feet immediately after lunch on Sunday afternoon. The journey can be broken down in 3 parts as the following:

Part 1
Yoyo suggested that in order to burn more calories, they should swing their arms more (doesn’t this remind you of Wii Fit?). To make things more interesting, Yoyo suggested that they should have 1kg dumbbells tied to each leg in the future.

The walk down Holland Road was awesome since it was past the Botanic Gardens and posh houses (which make Yoyo’s house look like a dog’s kennel). Despite the glaring sun, Yoyo was glad she took up Dan’s challenge as exercise really helps release more endorphins thus making her feel like she has got Angelina Jolie’s never-ending legs just after walking 1km.

Part 2
Dan and Yoyo had salt and vinegar crisps with them to keep them going when the going gets tough. Dan starting feeling the strain on his shoulder as his bag kept rubbing against it. Ouch…

They stopped at Clementi (mid-point) for a drink. Dan has never seen Yoyo drink anything that quickly before. She finished the ice-tea in about a minute (exaggeration!!!). The weather did not look promising, but these two strong fighters were determined to complete the walk.

Part 3
It started pouring slightly. Dan and Yoyo were like little children, happy to be let out of the house to play in the rain. However, the rain drops soon got bigger and fatter…

Still, those two fighters were enjoying their crisps and the freshness of the air surrounding them. However, the moment they got to Chinese Garden (approximately 6km from Yoyo’s home), it started to pour meow meow woof woof. The brave souls ran from shelter to shelter only to be drenched from ground water splashed at them whilst cars drove passed. Yoyo’s shoes were soaked wet. Ewww…squashy…squashy…

They had to make a decision – carry on walking home in the rain and risk Yoyo’s parents finding out that they were both soaked through or take a train back from Lakeside. The decision was heart-wrenching. Yoyo chose to take the train back as she could no longer tolerate the dampness in her shoes.

It was a shame these two fighters had to give up on the challenge. So close, yet so far. They were almost there...near the finishing line. If they had an umbrella, nothing would have stopped them. But circumstances were not in their favour.

However, Dan and Yoyo were very proud of their achievement! They walked almost 18km! And that was just their 1st try! They are definitely looking forward to this Sunday’s walk – definitely well prepared for the weather.

COME WHAT MAY~~~~~