Friday, December 30, 2005
Miss Saigon...
Enjoying my first day in Ho Chi Minh City in over a year and found lots of new things showing up in town. More Cafes, cleaner streets, more motorbikes, more fast food chains (nope star bucks and Mc Dicks are not here yet) and more people speaking english. I am sure it will not be long for Saigon to become like Bangkok where it becomes a western city in SE asia.
Did some shopping but finding the prices higher than Hanoi so I am going to save the money for other things when I return to Hanoi.
Tonight my friend and I are going to the Live theatre near the hotel where I am staying at. This theatre is a Vietnamese theatre but they have sub titles so I am eager to listen ... errr... read what this show will be about.
Tommorrow will be the re-unification palace and all the war history from the "southern" perspective. I will upload some pictures on the journal as soon as i can.
Time for dinner... will it be Pho or will it be a hamburger?.... That is the question in my thoughts...
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Working Late tonight
It's 9:17 PM Local Hanoi time and I am working late on organizing my picture folders so I can publish them on the Journal. I cannot believe how many pictures I have collected over the years so it's time to publish them and write a little comment about each one so every knows what I have been doing over the years.
Time to sign off and take the motorbike home in the freezing weather. How weird saying that for Hanoi in a tropical country ehh?
Here a good picture of me with the sun going down in Ha Tay Province.
Good Night!
Saturday, December 17, 2005
The ability to care?
I have started my wonderful holiday-less gut wrenching week wondering what I am going to be doing over the Christmas holidays? What is on my plate? What should I do? Where should I be? Who should I talk with?
Shall I start my quest for selfish deeds and take all the extra money I been saving and just blow it on shopping and buying things to satify my materialist thirst?
I beg to differ...
What an interesting week it has been... busy at work, busy at home trying to seek approval to go back to Canada for Holiday but later found out that it was denied as fast as playing double jeapordy. I honestly thought I would get time off because I have not had a break since July 2004.
"BEEP... thanks for playing" Next question Alex?
But something happened to me in the last few days that really struck my attention. The compassion to care. The compassion to listen to others. The compassion to put yourself out front to help others...
Earlier in the week when I threw a good bye party for Melissa at my apartment, I later found out that all her friends and my friends never felt such a home-warming get together where everyone can sit around the kitchen table and laugh, poke humour in the countries where we come from, eat Indian food (don't ask who did the ordering) and just have a plain o' good time.
On Wednesday, I had a online chat with a close friend who I known for over a year who is very grateful with the support I have given her over the last few months in dealing with her near pregancy, her mother's recent surgery, her ups and downs at university and work and just being her friend when she needs it. When I look back over the time I known her and how much we have gone through, it worth knowing that I can help someone close to me and make a difference in their lives.
On Friday, I had a friend over at my apartment and she was distraught because she does not like the uncertaincy that I will be leaving Vietnam in the summer of 2006. The feelings of being hurt, betrayed are showing because of the time we spend together knowing there could be an ending in our friendship. What can I do? What can I say? What should I do? What should I say?
The one most imporant thing that consumes my energy and brings me down to my knees is living in a community and lifestyle where nothing is stable, nothing is consistant and no one really knows what will happen.
As a teacher buddy of mine from Unis said: "all my relationships have been very shallow because I never know when they will depart me". I just recently found out that he will be leaving UNIS in June 2006.
What can I say? I have already lost some friends and relationships both foreigners and locals and it takes away the sole purpose of living and traveling overseas. My mind becomes and endless machine thinking and calculating my next thought or my next move or my next decision. The hours of sleep no longer becomes a meaniful and deep sleep I once experience in Canada. Everything just changes around you and you have no control of what happens. I struggle looking for stablity, deep and reliable relations but in reality keep hitting brick walls that slowly attack your self confidence for doing anything good in your life.
Well guess what? Knowing that my friend and I were hurt, there was nothing that you can do but give her a hug and kiss on her forhead telling her that the compassion to care is more powerful then any adversities that we face in our daily lives. I told her no matter what happens, you should always love yourself and love others regardless how much tension and hatred we have for each other.
My door is always open...
Ha Tay on a Motor Bike
Unless like my Tour De Ha Tay brutal 90 KM bicycle ride from Hanoi to the Ha Tay province, I decided with my friend Minh Nguyet that we will take my super duper Nouvo Motorbike and venture the area I discovered a week before.
Leaving Hanoi at 4:00 PM and arriving at the small town in time to watch the sun go down, we have encountered many locals who were eager to say "hello" and "Good-Bye" while we drove through the countryside.
My favorite photo of this trip was the older women who was busy trying to water her rice field using a home made tripod - like scooper in which she was swinging back and forth bringing water from the nearby creek into her rice patty. It was quite a show to watch and Minh Nguyet dared me to try it!
Arriving back into Hanoi, we almost got lost since it was pitch black outside. We had to stop and ask some beer drinking and smoke puffers some directions to where to go back to Hanoi. I have to admit the directions were pretty clear and we arrived back home safe and sound.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
I am really GAY????
Well for the last few days... I have been the subject of interesting conversation surrounding the myth if I am really GAY...
I took it upon myself to research deeeeeeply (Mike, don't get any funny ideas) into these rumours and settle for once and for all the true meaning of who I maybe am.
Rumour 1:
Nearly two months ago, I broke up with a women who I deeply in love with and I have converted to Gay-hood?
Rumour 2:
Rumour 3:
David Beckham started his Gay quest before he became an international soccer player and found his un-gay partner Victoria?
Rumour 4:
A close friend who I talk to more than anyone, decided it would be "cool" (umm yes, quote on quote) to show off her long haired GAY Friend (see picture above) to other guys and tell them he really just a fill_in_the_blank friend and not a "boyfriend".
Now that I have presented the four rumours, you now have to decide what is the best fit and determine what rumour is really true. Before the truth comes out, I must explain to everyone there is a new exciting concept that not many have heard of:
Searching the online dictionary, I found the terminology to explain the strange and sudden rumours surrounding my sexual and social orientation...
Noun
metrosexual (plural metrosexuals)
- A young man concerned with self-image, self-indulgence and money.(Usually urban, heterosexual, probably affluent).
- A young man who is seen, sociologically, as having attributes common to homosexuals, but is in fact heterosexual.
AH-HA!!!! A new breed of gentlemen has risen to satisfy the cravings of the female desires...
Macho men have bitten the dust: They are being replaced by something just as tough inside, but softer at the edges.
Now for those who don't believe me, yes I have long blonde hair, yes I have daily facial cream in my bathroom, yes I like putting up flowers on my dining room table, yes I have the latest GQ and Men's Health magazines sitting on my coffee table, yes I do exercise weekly and finally yes the majority of my friends in Hanoi are women who from time to time need a "girlfriend" to support them.
Do you research ladies and gentlemen because a new progeny of men are hitting the streets, if you think women are changing... well then men can do the same. After all, life is like a box of chocolates because you never know what you are going to get.
Christmas is coming...
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Everything you wanted to know about swallowing....
Stumbled on a medical journal today and found the most interesting information about oral sex. Ladies and Gentlemen... (Drum roll) It is my wonderful pleasure (Funny how I like saying that word) to announce that there is a benefit to swallowing rather than spitting during oral sex.
Now seriously, if you think I am a sick weird pervert who spends his hard-working days in front of the computer all day and does nothing but "fill-in-the-blank" off all day. I am sorry if I disappoint you with my perhaps educational journal entry.
Well, here is the Holy Grail:
Correlation between oral sex and a low incidence of preeclampsia: a role for soluble HLA in seminal fluid?
Yes, here I had found a paper that proved once and for all that there was an actual health benefit to swallowing. I read on and discovered the abstract:
The involvement of immune mechanisms in the aetiology of preeclampsia is often suggested. Normal pregnancy is thought to be associated with a state of tolerance to the foreign antigens of the fetus, whereas in preeclamptic women this immunological tolerance might be hampered. The present study shows that oral sex and swallowing sperm is correlated with a diminished occurrence of preeclampsia which fits in the existing idea that a paternal factor is involved in the occurrence of preeclampsia. Because pregnancy has many similarities with transplantation, we hypothesize that induction of allogeneic tolerance to the paternal HLA molecules of the fetus may be crucial. Recent data suggest that exposure, and especially oral exposure to soluble HLA (sHLA) or HLA derived peptides can lead to transplantation tolerance. Similarly, sHLA antigens, that are present in the seminal plasma, might cause tolerance in the mother to paternal antigens. In order to test whether this indeed may be the case, we investigated whether sHLA antigens are present in seminal plasma. Using a specific ELISA we detected sHLA class I molecules in seminal plasma. The level varied between individuals and was related to the level in plasma. Further studies showed that these sHLA class I molecules included classical HLA class I alleles, such as sHLA-A2, -B7, -B51, -B35 and sHLA-A9. Preliminary data show lower levels of sHLA in seminal plasma in the preeclampsia group, although not significantly different from the control group. An extension of the present study is necessary to verify this hypothesis.
Well ladies I am ready and happy to contribute for the benefit of medical research.
Monday, December 05, 2005
Time to work for Hitler
Now, now, now... Don't start by telling me that I am a Nazi and I am supporting the Nazi Facistist German party.
Since one of my best friends Mel has decided to unleash the hell looking scary German Soldier without clothes picture of me, I thought it would be delightful amusing to publish this picture of me on the internet. Who knows what will happen next...
So no need to worry folks, I am not converting to Nazi religion in Hanoi.. strange paradox saying that in asia.
enjoy!
P.S - for those who want to join me on my Nazi look a like bike, the ride is something you will never forget...
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Tour de Ha Tay...
On December 3rd, a few friends from
Thought I include some fancy pictures of my energetic, trash talking, nature loving team (yes, for all who need to know, I did finish last) and a meat cow on drugs. Lets just say he or she was eager and welcomed my presence as I huff and puff through the Hanoian countryside.
Friday, December 02, 2005
WHO and Repeatseat?
FYI - we are still at level three so there is no need for alarm yet. We are entering flu season in North Vietnam so the expect number of cases will increase over the next few months...
Another note:
My friend Trayr was chatting with me recently and told me that his company is going through some tough times and not sure how things will turn out in the future... I hope things will turn out and emerge out of troubles and his future with them is secured. My thoughts are with you buddy!
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Having a good couple of days...
Got together with my close friend for lunch yesterday and chatted with her for a long time and discuss life and where things are going. Things were hectic for her but I know that I can only tell her to relax for a few minutes while she catches her breath. I listened to her to talk about her life is changing and she needs to experience some new adventures alone and she should not be afraid and just do it. Just very happy that I can support her and tell her that everything will be ok.
Leaving her for the day, I felt like that I had this huge block lifted off me because I been depressed and in the pits for a long time and I am just happy to know that we have put our differences behind us and know that we still deeply care about each other deep inside. Certainly the rich feelings of warmth and love.
What can I say? No matter what happens or how bad things can become, having close and deep relationships or friendships is what the feeling we as human strive for. It gives us security, it gives us strength, it gives us serenity, it gives us comfort, it gives us warmth, it gives us the most important thing of love.
I cannot explain it but I been happy with my friends in Hanoi and with my co-workers... I am not losing my anger as much and focusing on getting the job done. Things are shaping as a team and we are completing the weekly tasks that I have assigned.
As I learned in my spiritual program in the past, it's all about one day at a time. I am happy to tell my journal that today I feel good and I am grateful for it.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
What goes around comes around...
We use to work together at a English Language school in Hanoi for about 6 months and she trying to get her money back from the corrupted and evil management. Well she needed to vent tonight and tell me the horror she went through today and enough is enough.
I am very glad tonight that I can help her as much as I can to deal with these issues as she has been providing me with support and guidance when I am hurting from my issues. I hope we both can learn from our lessons tonight and become stronger when facing these encounters in the future.
Something caught my mind tonight and the true value of give and take. You know that when you really "give" into something soo much you really need to understand the "take" as well. If you don't receive any "take" and you constantly "give", then the suffering and the uncertainties occurs giving that relations or event and bad experience. On the other hand, from a moral perspective, does "giving" with no expectation of "take" means unconditional love?
Monday, November 28, 2005
Communication is what bounds relationships together...
Indeed what a tough day I faced today. I really expected to be an exciting day going to work in my new German World War helmet and motorcycle cycle glasses and walking into UNIS Hanoi tackling the adversities the IT department is facing.
It's been almost 4 months since I have come back from Canada entering my new job and living my life in a communist country where cultural relations are a daily visit. Every day has brought something new into my life, into my thinking and into my intellect.
It has not been easy living these last four months, the word "change" and "expectations" has brought fear and attacks on my self-confidence giving me the challenge to make something useful for my life in this academic year. My mind has changed, my thinking of change, my feelings have changed, my expectations have changed, my body has changed, my heart has changed, my attitude has change and the list can go on. I have no idea what is happening to me but I am not the same person I was before I came back to Hanoi in August 2005.
For those who don’t know, I am an IT manager for an International school in Hanoi supervising soon to be four technical people as well as managing and serving various departments on campus including administration. I live my professional life though students, teachers, parents, staff members, management, contractors and even the gate security guards. Everyone know who I am and everyone know exactly what I do and who to call for help when something happens in the field of IT. Indeed a big role on campus and it’s been the most difficult challenging event I ever faced in my life. I no longer work directly under one person but I am working for a group of people providing the support and direction for the school’s IT system. I am living through many expectations and some days it’s overwhelming. Deep inside, this is the smartest and luckiest career decision I ever made in my life. Honestly I never thought I would be an IT manager just 2 years after finishing university.
Personally my life has taken a big hit, masked by the demands of my profession. My social life has come to a near halt wondering if I ever get time to do the things I want to do again. Most of my friends are soo busy with school or working that I don’t know if I ever will see again. I am living in a very Vietnamese community where everyone speaks nearly no English giving me the sense I am truly living in a traditional Vietnamese way of life. I have been away from Canada for almost 2 years where I am used to living in a open culture and people are friendly and free to talk about things of any nature without the fear of judgment or arrested. I am living in a life where people are controlled, monitored, culturally protected and mostly living in a much closed society. The separation of expatriates and the locals are clearly defined in many ways because the country still living in traditional times. My thinking and feelings have changed on how conversations and relationships are made here. The reasoning behind communications for all people has played a dramatic effect on my life and I no longer feel the freedom I once shared and lived in North America. I am constantly living on “edge” with those around me and living with shallow relationships. Conflict is a daily part of life and often consumes the living energy from all parties involved living nothing but resentments and sometimes betrayal. I am not saying this is a bad thing but simply explaining that it is a way of life in Vietnam and I choose to experience this.
I have been in a very close tight relationship with an expatriate woman for about less than one year in Hanoi. We become close friends and eventually grew into something more serious with spending time traveling outside of Vietnam. She has brought enormous amount of joy and happiness into my life because we can relate and share about many things in our lives. The one true thing I appreciated from her is the honesty of our relationship and we can talk about things no matter how bad it seems. Over time, I really thought she was the soul mate who I wanted to be with for the rest of my life. When things were good, we can have the best times in our lives and truly enjoy the richness of what life offers.
In September, things have changed. She will be leaving Hanoi for new adventures in North America. Unfortunately for many reasons, I have decided that I will not be going forward in that relationship. Ever since this event has happened between us, I really been feeling the extinction and the kindness I once received from our relationship. The caring and the love have disappeared and the communications are no longer there. There have been many days I have asked myself what did I do to deserve this? What could I have done to make this work out? What did I say? What did I not do? I been repeating asking myself questions to “Why” Have I found forces of life that are out of control and I cannot do anything about it? Questions would lead into confusions, confusions would lead into anxiety, anxiety would lead into depressions, depressions would lead into resentments, resentments would lead into emotional anger and finally emotional anger leads into harm.
Now I look back on this, I really wish that I could go back and interrupt what happened and prevented the damage that I have inflicted on her and myself. On the other hand, should a relationship be a two way street no matter what is happening? No matter how busy or tired you are, would one know how critical it is to maintain communications with your partner? Do you think it’s truly healthy to assume that everything is ok? Silence became an virus infecting as the days progressed.
I never experience such pain and suffering from this breakup. I really felt the feelings of loss since I knew about her decision to leave. It has been a period of darkness with many sleepless nights drenching my pillows with tears. I no longer have the tolerance and trust with those around me and often find myself having expected breakdowns in places I never expect them.
I really truly miss her, love her and care for her like no other. She brought me joy and happiness in my heart and it hurts to watch it float away from me. She wants to be friends but the struggle of moving backwards is painful enough because things are no longer there giving the joy and love I once cherished.
At least I learned something very profound and that is that partner communications is what bounds the laws, bounds the rules, bounds the threads, and most importantly bounds the love in any relationship or marriage.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
The return of the Velox Blog
So I am at work on a sunday again, and trying to figure out how I can make this blog website work with my www.velox.ca website. Give me some time and things will come.
Stay tuned for more action...
Monday, October 31, 2005
Halloween in Hanoi
My friend Melissa convinced me to throw a Halloween Party at my apartment which we had over 50 people showed up. I was shocked to see the number of friends, students and teachers to show up. We played many games, listened to music and talked about how scary Halloween night can be.