There’s this Google training/
workshop thing that my company is sponsoring for us to go since it’s highly
relevant for our jobs as campaign managers, taking place on Friday itself. It’s
all the way in Singapore though, so we will be heading to Johor tomorrow
evening, and by Friday early morning we will be able to go straight into
Singapore to have our full-day trainings. I will only be back by Saturday late
night, and so that’s 3 days in total of being in an unfamiliar place with
unfamiliar people and –
I cannot. I do not want to. But it’s part of an adult life thing –
responsibilities, and so I have to.
Sure, there’s the fact that I get quite anxious when I am somewhere I don’t
really know, which gets a little worse – who am I kidding, it’s significantly
worse – when I don’t have my personal human with me. I like to hold his arm or
clutch the back of his shirt when I need to go through big crowds and noisy
places. While I’m afraid of a lot of things, he doesn’t get scared easily and
that is definitely one of the traits that makes me feel very safe around him.
He knows when I feel uncomfortable and would try to comfort me by holding my
hand or just give me gentle pats on my back. I don’t know what magic he uses,
but it works.
Then there’s money. Malaysia’s currency is pretty much down the shithole
at the moment, and so to bring a little bit of cash to Singapore just in case I
need it, I had to use RM308 to get myself SGD100. I’m broke enough as it is.
Hell, with my man directing his money towards his beloved car and me spending
it God knows where, we are both broke as fuck…
… Which is why we came up with an idea of making something like a
GoFundMe platform but in MYR. I don’t know if it exists already, I didn’t even
bother to do a Google search, but just imagine. We don’t need to pay in USD or
through Paypal which is a great start already. Maybe we can take 10% of the
total funding if you manage to hit and exceed your funding target, and if
people from countries with big currencies decide to donate even USD1 for
example, we are richer by RM4 already. A lot of GoFundMe pages are capable of
gaining thousands of USD if not more. Now imagine if those kind people fund you
for a drawing tablet you need for your studies but can’t afford at RM800. You
only need USD200 for that. Sounds a lot more doable doesn’t it? You just need
to share a link on your Facebook profile/page, Twitter, or whichever social
media platform that you have more connections on. Perhaps we could feature a
standard weekly or fortnightly currency exchange rate on the page so that
people from all around the world would know how much exactly they are donating
in their own currency.
If anything, it would be nice if I can start getting funding to get a
proper house for my man and I. Nothing fancy, just an apartment. Landed
properties are costing too much at this point for us to afford in a 5-years
timeframe. If possible I really do want to get my own place in 3 years or so.
AND SO WITHOUT FURTHER ADO,
Please.
Fund me. Fund a broke-ass fresh graduate.
See how it works on GoGetFunding.com
'应酬' (Yìng chóu) - This Whole Courtesy Thing
- November 27, 2017
- By Tatoru Yuki
- 0 Comments
There's a term in Chinese, '应酬' (Yìng chóu) which roughly translates to 'treating someone with courtesy' or in a rather crude way could even been seen as 'kiss-ass', usually involved with working environments. If you have to meet up with your manager or boss for a drink even though sometimes you might not want to, that's 应酬. You go for a party with your colleagues and stay later than you wanted to because your social battery has run out 100%, that's 应酬. If someone keeps offering you to take something, you might eventually accept it simply because it's politer than if you kept rejecting.
Basically, you are doing something that you don't really want to in the name of courtesy and out of respect for those people in management positions or some other posts.
That's what my man did last night after leaving my place. He had to collect some work stuff from a 'friend', who asked him to go for a drink. My man tried rejecting, explaining that it was already getting late and he has to go for classes tomorrow so it was better not to drink. The friend's response was to bring him to a pub nearer to his house instead and so he had to go; there was no escape. There’s just some things that you would have to do for your business.
He apologized to me when he finally got home. Although he didn't do anything or request for one, his friend ordered for a bucket of alcohol and had a pub girl accompany him for those drinks. My man had to drink some even if he didn’t really want to.
Of course I didn’t like the fact that he went to that kind of place at all, and even more so since he went out looking real good and there would certainly be girls eyeing him there (Those girls are really just doing their jobs, I know, but still). I didn’t like the thoughts of other girls clinging on him or touching him either, and so I was a little upset when he told me where he got home from.
My boy was very very upset too, however. He knew I wasn’t going to be happy about it and knowing that made HIM upset in return. You see, both of us don’t like each other going to places involving alcohol and touchy people – which is something that’s inevitable in places like clubs and pubs. Hell, we don’t even like going to those places ourselves; Mostly because we know, acknowledge and respect the other’s preferences not to mingle around in those places, and partly because it was simply too noisy & crowded most of the time.
So while I was feeling all sad and pouty about the whole incident, he was feeling bad about his job sometimes requiring him to do things that he knows I wouldn’t be happy with. I know he didn’t exactly have a choice though, so I tried to rationalize with myself to make that upset feeling go away. After all, he’s the most loyal boy I have ever known and he told me about whatever that happened and what did not. I appreciated the honesty. The rest of the night was filled with profuse apologies and comforting each other until we finally went to sleep because we were just so tired at the end of the long, long day.
Well, that’s our story on this whole 应酬thing. What’s your experience with things you had to do out of courtesy?
13thSeptember 2015, 4 days before we were officially a couple for one month, we went to KLCC for a nice date. I told him I was going to bring him out for a date since September was apparently ‘Bring your man on a date’ month or something. Well, the haze was terrible at that time but we braved the weather and went through with the public transportation anyway.
He turned up in a proper buttoned up shirt and all for the first (never seen him wear it again up till today!) time while I dressed in completely… my style. While he was probably thinking that it would be an expected gesture to at least look nice for our date, I was on the other side thinking it was better not to be overdressed and try to match his usual style of clothings.
So there he was, wearing buttoned shirt and a nice pair of blue jeans when he usually would just wear an oversized T-shirt that somehow still fits him well and baggy pants. I was wearing this grey singlet-ish thing with army pants. Our thoughts totally clashed in the worst of ways!
Anyways, we brought out our printed version of terms & conditions that day. It started out as a joke, then impulsively, I decided I was going to type out a proper terms and conditions paper for our relationship. He was sporty, and decided like, ‘sure, let’s just do it then’. Mine was 4 pages long, and his was 2.
It included things like:
- Our arguments must be resolved within 24 hours (nope)
- Termination of contract may occur if any form of cheating occurs (still applies)
- There will be 😉 practical lessons 😉but further 'classes' will only be accessible after upgrade of relationship (uh… too late)
- No serious talk about marriage until we have been together for at least 2 years (We talked about it anyways, so long ago)
- Your ass is mine and only mine (Damn right y’alls)
- We do our best not to make each other jealous (this one is kept very well)
- No smoking (vaping is slightly better I guess)
- Try not to make each other worry, keep each other informed (still do)
- His duties as my babe – odd jobs, bodyguard, punchbag (he kills insects for me, swerved an incoming football away from me & lets me bite him)
- No refunds, no backing out. (never letting you go, boy)
- We should have a small celebration treat on monthsaries, a slice of cake or a cup of coffee etc (Nahhh it’s comfort foods now)
And a lot more. I mean, there were at least 2 pages in the ‘contracts’ and mine was divided into several sections after referring to actual terms & conditions documents that I never even bothered reading at any single point before.
So yes, we printed it out and at one point while walking around aimlessly in the mall, we sat down on one of the benches, read through the agreements and signed at the signature area. We kept a copy of our own agreements and the other’s, so we both have two agreements each.
If anything, this kind of uh... couples’ agreement, relationship terms & conditions of whatever else you want to name it can be fun. All else aside, it can also be a way to get to know what your partner prioritizes or hopes for.
It’s been 2 years since that term & condition paper was written, maybe it’s time to write a renewed one based on what we now know about each other. Hmmm~
