Career Or Job?

I joined the blogging world due to a college friend. She married to a Korean and living in the US. I read her latest blog and there is an article about job and career. Then later in the article, it turns into relationship VS job . . .

I asked the same question to some of the candidates at an interview section today. Who doesn't want a career, but who can define its meaning for sure? For years, I thought I could, but it seems like the more I know about it, the more difficult to understand it. If you ask me what a career is at this moment, I can only answer you, "Just shut the f__k up, and get back to work! Only dreamers care."

I am now in charge of two departments. Challenging, yeah . . . very. My career eats me up. During the weekend, I am also an adjunct professor in one of the colleges in Hong Kong. I started being an adjunct 5 years ago at the New York City. Believe it or not, if I had a chance to redo my life, I WILL give my career up for a job. It is because in the end, only money rocks!

Career doesn't take you to the money, but a job can. Career only leads you to the unrealistic enjoyment and pleasure that rich people might look at you and say, "hum~~~ OK . . . cool. So, what's next?" Job might not fill up a person with pride or job satisfaction, but at least the person's stomach can be filled. In the big boys' world, which car is greater, which girl is sexier, and which house is bigger really matter.

I am already 30. I need no career, but a stinky job that brings me to the green paper.

January 16, 2007 • 30 Years Old

I am 30 today. Life hasn't change a bit, still bullshitting around. Via MSN, I met back an old friend. She is a "Horse-Pull"(Chinese words) girl. I met her 6 years ago. We haven't talked to each other since. Isn't technology rock? For those who are nosy enough, I wanna tell you that she isn't Laura. Laura is married. She turned being a mother like . . . 2-3 years ago. By the way, this Horse-Pull girl is a sexy one.

How am I gonna spend my night? It's 7:24pm now. I am going for CLEAN massage, 2 hours. At this point, I am still extremely proud of myself for not buying sex. I am aiming for keeping myself clean until . . . don't know . . . as long as I still can. If I were fat, ugly, stinky, and still single in the age of 40+, then yeah . . . why not go buy some 18 before my other head retires?

Last year this time, I was upset for not able to be with Aggie together. All I could think of was Aggie. This year . . . I changed. What I want now is MONEY. I wanna to be rich. At least rich enough not to worry anymore. I am broke. I have only $7000.00HKD ($897.00USD) cash in my HSBC bank account. Thinking of ways to make more, but seems like God is blocking me from being wealthy. What did I do wrong to you, God? What I am asking is to be rich only! Nothing more at this moment!

God, please complete me and make me rich. This is my 30 birthday wish. Thanks in advance.

Selling Lantau for Lamma

I went to Lamma Island for the last weekend after my last IVE class. There are two popular bays that can be reached via ferry from the Hong Kong Island. I always went to the Sor-Koo-Wan for seafood Chinese style, but I went to the other, Yung-Sui-Wan on the last Saturday.

I arrived at around . . . 4:00pm, I walked the island and dug out lots of interesting things and places. I love this tiny and stinky bay. I was so stupid for wasting more than $1000(USD) per month on renting a 500sqft apartment at Tai-Kok-Tsui (right on the opposite side of a Big-Restaurant) last year, but not there. It is a place where the East meets the West. I enjoyed a tea at the Herboland, a place where organic herbs are being grown (organic means . . . you pee and shit at the plant day after day after day . . . ). I ate a Mountain Water Tofu Flower at a Ar-Por Hawker spot. I enjoyed a not too good, but not bad at all western dinner with Chadonnay right next to the stinky bay. In general . . . I had a good time. Of course, I didn't forget checking out the real estate info. I am planning selling the rusty apartment at the Lantau Island for buying one at the Lamma Island.

That's what happened to me during last weekend. Oh yeah, by the way . . . I drank tea with Winnie and Kingslea on the last Sunday, and I was being Red-Bombed by them along with Ar Da and Cashew.

Mo-Kun-Dol

Since before Christmas, I always have crazy job duties such as Rat Catching Project, Corner Storage Building Project . . . For the passed 2 days, I was playing Mo-Kun-Dol. I was like Tony Leung, trying to dig out Andy Lau from my company! It's true.

I got some news from an outsider (string/two-five son [Chinese]). So, I spent the passed two days for reviewing and investigating all of the incoming material reports and quotations. No body is trustable. I felt that I was working alone for a secret mission. There could only be 4 possibilities, they are:
1. It was a false alarm.
2. There is only 1 stupid guy out there thinking that he/she is smarter than others.
3. There is a group out there, working under an underground system.
4. U guys will see me no more - Bon vanishes in China.

At this point of time basing on my investigation, I think . . .
1. It was a false alarm.(30%)
2. There is only 1 stupid guy out there thinking that he/she is smarter than others. (5%)
3. There is a group out there, working under an underground system. (15%)
4. U guys will see me no more - Bon vanishes in China. (50%)

Folks, in China . . . you gotta be a dick f__king all of the pussies and the assholes. If not, they will eat you up even your bones. This time it could be a false alarm, but it doesn't mean that it's clean out there. In Chinese we have a phase, "There should be a reason for wind blowing into an empty cave."

Kusamochi & Macchamanjyu

I love eating kusamochi (Japanese Rice Cake) and Macchamanjyu (Japanese Bean Cake) a lot. If I were rich and healthy enough, I don't mind eating them day after day. I had them for breakfast yesterday. Yeah~~~ not kidding you, snack for breakfast!

I also love drinking tea. I love all kinds of tea, expecially Big-Red-Rope. It is a kind of Iron Buddah, which is a semi-red tea.

(For those who are non Chinese folks . . . just forget my blog today and move on. Don't even dream of understanding what the f__k I am talking about!)

I mentioned all of these junk foods because I bad all of them during my work break today! In America it's called, take 5 (I always take 15 instead). Hum~~~ It's Monday only . . . still have a whole week to suffer~~~~~ I guess not enough kusamochi and Macchamanjyu for me to survive for the rest of the week . . .

Once A Week . . .

People always say that China is a man's heaven . . . U know, that means . . . lots of girl to have "fun" with. Honestly, that's quit true. Unfortunately, that theory doesn't apply to me, but to my BeeBee.

For those of you that don't know, BeeBee is my lovely male parmamarian dog. He is my baby. I love him more than anyone else in this world. I have to go back to Hong Kong once every weekend, and BeeBee has to stay in China. For the passed few months, BeeBee stayed at the girls' floor of my factory while I wasn't there. People call him, Color-Dog. As he hung out with girls only. If a guy passed by, BeeBee won't even looked at him.

Starting from this weekend, BeeBee isn't staying at the girls' floor no more. I hired a part-time maid. House cleaning and taking care of BeeBee are her duties. So, I guess the poor BeeBee has to get used to his boring single life again. Actually, I should say . . . BeeBee was being forced to lose the whole lovely forest with lots of green trees from the Big-River-South-North for playing with a Heung-Ha-Por!

Hey for all of the non-Hong Kong folks, if you don't quit understand some of the English words in all of my paragraphs . . . don't worry. Those words are Chinese actually.

Fook-Tou Leaves

Decision made, Fook-Tou is gonna work until the beginning of Chinese New Year vacation. This is a good news to me. I had a personal meeting with the owner of this company until 12:30am last night. We finally got an agreement on letting her go, and the transition handling after her resignment.

I am gonna get 10 official days off for the Chinese New Year holiday! Honestly, it's not holidays but holiweeks to me! Yeah! Parents are coming back from New York during that season. I miss my dad and mom . . . yeah~~ kind of actually . . .

My 1st Architecture

The corner storage is finally built. I learnt a lot from this project. I designed, drew, quoted (metal and wood), setup, scheduled, scolded, kicked asses, licked my boss' asses, and all of the other crazy stuffs . . . finally it's finished! After this, I have to start re-arranging another big project . . . but before that let's take a look at the image below. That's my baby.

Hey . . . by the way, after this project, I am gonna kick the f__king Fook-Tou away (it could end up a small battle between me and my Low-Ban-Leung). One electrician resigned . . . but I can care less. The worst case is . . . packing my stuffs and to going back to me Lo-Gar!

Crazy for Motorola . . .

Chirstmas and New Year were all over . . . I am now back to DongGuan, China for working. During this season period . . . I bought myself a new cell phone. I am a big Motorola lover. These days, not many people loving this brand, but I do. I traded in my purple v3i for a black K1. I have summarized my Motorola cell history for those of you who would like to share - see the photo below. Hey, the order starts from the left to the right.