Tomorrow I’ll be starting my new job in an area which I’m not too familiar with. Luckily, I have someone who’s always by my side when I needed him and he knows how the roads go! So earlier this morning, I went to Mid Valley to look for SoGua after his meeting and met up with Kwong for a while. Since I was also not feeling so well, SoGua “dumped” the little Kwong and we had lunch together (actually, Kwong already has another date with his other friend).

After lunch, we went to the town area. Round and round and round I go and I think I finally got the hang of the area. Chinatown seems so scary to me these days and SoGua giving me tips on how not to talk to strangers, hang on to your handbag, be alert blah blah blah seems to give me additional pressure on top of the pressure of getting to know new people tomorrow! Arrrhhh… What’s next?!

Its been quiet a while I’ve blogged about anything in particular. I think I’m starting to lose my perspective of what’s important in my life. Or perhaps its just due to the fatigue of the workload from my day job? I’m starting to think of quitting blogging my site soon. Afterall, I’ve been complaining about a lot of things every single day. Til then, I think I will stop blogging now. Erm, until I’ve figured out what I want in my life.

I did not mention about a very weird yet funny conversation me and SoGua had with one of the Hotel staffs at Ibis who is a Parisian himself. It all started with a simple fix that Sogua had to make on a Saturday night after he was informed he had to stay for another week. He was, of course, shocked to find out his company did not make any necessary arrangements with the Hotel to extend his stay. Luckily, he checked and found out and quickly make payments using his own credit card so he wouldn’t be sleeping in the streets the following night.

You see, Sogua’s a 100% traditional chinese man that believes Chinese people should sign off their names in Chinese characters and not alphabetics because Chinese names are simply in chinese. So you could imagine the look on that Parisian’s face when he saw a scribble on the credit card receipt.

“May I know where’s your signature?”, asked the Parisian

“Here,” Sogua pointed at the signature

Puzzled, the Parisian looked at the paper and looked at the computer screen again “Your name is So Gua?”

“Yes…”

“And this is your name? Where’s the S-O-G-U-A?”, the doubful Parisian asked

“Oh, this is not my full name. Just the GUA word”

“So where’s the G.U.A?”, the Parisian asked again

“This is a chinese character, so this chinese character represents the Gua word”

“Ha? So Chinese characters have no ABCs?”

“No, they have their own set of characters.”

“And how many characters does a Chinese Language have?”

“Almost more than 5000 characters!”

“OH!!!! And I thought French is a complicated language! So which country uses this language? Japan?”

“No, but many like Hong Kong, Taiwan etc …”

It was then I chripped in that we are not Chinese but Malaysians. The last time I was mistaken for a Korean / Japanese. I really wonder the Europeans always mistaken us like how we always mistaken them between them and the Americans.