Land of Ice and Snow

Oh Canada, our home and native land,....

All of a sudden I think back about Canada. I missed my friends there...missed them dearly. I hope those friends in Canada (those who are reading this blog of mine) could understand my cryptic words or my life here (cultural differences and all that). Anyway, remembering what it's like in month of February by looking back at some of my pictures and only thing that I remember well enough is (or felt most of the time) the chill of the weather. The white stuff that falls from the sky (not dandruff) that covers every inch of the city (Winnipeg) as much as possible. February's average temperature if I'm not mistaken is minus 25 degrees Celsius.

Shopping during winter is a drag for me, yeah, you got to drag me out in the cold, waiting for the bus to come while I freeze my toes off. My roommates and I tries to buy enough food to last a month or at least three weeks so that we won't have to go shopping every week. Brrr. Those were the days.

I missed my Saturday evenings when I was in Canada. Every Saturday was a day that all of us were looking forward to go to. Meeting new friends every weekend and eating every weekend is something that I would miss together with the sharing, touching of people's lives, etc. Broomball. curling, ice hockey, snow football, these are just some of the activities that I'll only keep in my memories but hopefully to do it again. Friends in Malaysia would be wondering what in the world am I saying here...almost cryptic. Sev-run (I think that's the spelling of it), canuding, oh how I missed some of these stuff.

This blog goes out to my friends in the land of beavers, elks and moose. IVCF, ISM and Pioneer camp, God bless you all.

P/s: I'll be back...don't know when...but I'll be back. Blue lakes and rocky shores, I will return once more....

And now we have two

Okay folks, time to turn on the heat for me. Sigh. My colleague (aka my homeboy/partner-in-crime/etc) is leaving me to my doom. He's going for a better pie out there. Oh well. I do wish him good luck. I guess I'll just have to eat breakfast and lunch alone from now on. The thing about this guy is his humour and I appreciate his humour and vice versa. We were always trying to find things to make fun off. Oh well...and another thing too, this would be bad in future for me because I got no one else to rely on, no one else to CMB (cover-my-butt).

In future, I'll be doing things with another person? How I feel about this? I ain't sure. Leave me a message if you want something more personal. Why? Because....

Being a technical trainer I have to CMB just like everyone else. I actually gathered my own group to help each other out. Initially there were three, then one guy quitted. This leaves two, now, I'm all alone to face the wrath of the management and what-nots. Our group often chipped in efforts to CMB for each other. Each of us recognized our strengths and weakness and so we deal with every problem that comes our way and try to uplift our morale whenever we get a bashing/trouble from anywhere. So now, I guess I have to do this "rambo" style. Problem is, I don't have a big gun like "rambo" does.

My department now would left with two, myself and my senior. I had already make an agreement with him saying that I'll do most of the not-so-tough courses and he'll deal with the much tougher courses. Hey, don't look at it as I'm cheating or anything like that because most of the courses that are running are the not-so-tough courses. So I'll be doing the bulk of the business. Oh well, since I'm here in the working environment, I might as well do something useful.

A funny thing happened today too, my GM gave me an ang pow. How much? Enough for me to spend in MacDonalds. Why? I don't know. I have several guesses but nothing concrete. Anyway, time to go home. Will post something tomorrow.

First Blood...

I found out that this blog site is not able to show my first blog article due to the limited features. If you, the reader would like to view my past blogs for whatever reason, you have to click on my last post in the *Recent Post* column, then you can navigate at the top of my last post for the older posts. Sigh, cumbersome but can't complain much after all, it's free. Once a while I'll post this portion to let the newer readers know about my previous posts.

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I'm pumped up. Yeah! Bring on the cows! Yeah! Come get some!

At least that's what I was hoping when I finished my first training. My first training? Let me clarify... my first training of a new course. You see, as a story-teller I mean trainer, one must continue to find more subjects or courses to train and thus it is akin in learning a new story to tell. A new story may not come up as nice as the older stories because you have little or no practice in telling this new story and as time goes, your ability to tell the same story will progress and will later be master in telling that story. So, first blood was spilled by me. Several mistakes but livable. I've been telling enough stories to cover and smoothen things out and not let it go out of hand (meaning that I don't look TOO foolish). After all, that's what the company is paying me to do anyway.

Things pretty quiet in my office today, my boss is not here (yea!) and my senior instructor quitted and not showed up as the rumour has stated since two weeks ago and so my colleague, who came in earlier than I did, stepped into the shoes of the senior who left without telling anyone else. So I bid you farewell.

Now on the bigger news! Yea! I got a ljackpot! Not really, I just counted my money once more and I manage to have enough dough to service my car's air conditioning. I'll set it on next Saturday to do the servicing. Sigh. Reminded me of the times when I was in Canada.

. You sometimes need both air conditioning and heater. But heater is a must. Thank God this is the tropics! I can't go through life if I have to service both. I'll starve to death. Speaking of starving.... I suppose to go on a diet. My lunch today? BIG Mac meal...medium sized meal. Yeah. I know....sigh... feeling a bit tight around my waist is slightly uncomfortable so you guys and gals out there don't have to tell me.

Back to reality, guess I'll have to start rehearsing my next chapter in story telling now so that at least I won't flop the story tomorrow...at least not as much as I would not like.