August 1, 2003

Board Of Directors

I was a bit free at work today… so I browsed my archive to burn some time & I found one interesting email that was the first time me and my buddies coined the name ‘BOD’ (Board of Directors) for our group. You see, whenever we are all at work, we would usually send short emails to each other discussing about our plans for the weekend – something like, “apa kangtau saturday?”… “where are we going to float this weekend?”… most of the time, full of censored language. Then, I started to notice that my buddy Henry, he always changes the email subject to a somewhat formal title and replied all our correspondence with office level formality. His excuse? He was afraid that his boss would cream his ass for using the company email for private business. The ones full of fucks & asses were especially detrimental. One day, I decided to play along:
From: Ooi, Michael
Sent: Thursday, August 30, 2001 9:21 AM
To: Luis; ‘henry’
Subject: URGENT: Request for schedule of meeting
Importance: High

Dear Mr henry and Luis
Would appreciate if you can confirm the activities that we are going to roll out tonight, as I would desperately like to know the schedule planned for tonight’s meeting. The intention is to allow me to pre-arrange my working hours to cater for the above-mentioned function.

Forehand, I have been pre-informed by Mr Luis that we are going to have Tony as company for the above function – with a bottle of Chivas for the occasion. As far as I understand, we may face a lot of inconveniences and difficulties if the Chivas were to be brought along into the Canto meeting room. As a result of that, we may need to meet-up in a separate venue before the meeting – bak kut teh , or animal’s corner.

Would appreciate your prompt response on this matter

With regards
*Luis replied:

From: Luis
Sent: Thursday, August 30, 2001 10:12 AM
To: Ooi, Michael; ‘henry’
Subject:RE: URGENT: Request for schedule of meeting

Good morning everyone.

As per discussion with our Thai representative, Mr. Henry – nothing is confirmed yet as of now. Our organizer Tony still hasn’t give me a call to finalize the time and venue. So, I guess we still need to wait for our boss, Tony as he is having the ultimate agenda for the meeting – CHIVAS –

But it still will be at night as usual, Director Michael, and what time will you be available? Do keep in touch for the plan tonight.

Regards, Luis

and that was how the BOD (Board Of Directors) was born. Our way of communication was never the same again.
Here are some explanation to aid your understanding for certain confusing words:
Chivas - a 40% alcohol beverage (whisky) made by Chivas Brothers.
Canto meeting room – a pub in Penang.
bak kut teh – a cafe in Gurney drive … we usually test our livers there.
animal’s corner - a kopitiam in Macalister Rd, Penang. My friend – animal…his dad owns a stall there … that was why we named the place animal’s corner.

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July 29, 2003


Visited dad yesterday. We had a lengthy chat about our pasts & presents. It was an emotional moment for both of us – there was one point when dad told me, that both of us haven’t been really spending a lot of time chatting like this. I felt bad about it. I had nothing to blame but myself, for spending too much of my time building my career and chasing my dreams. Well, I certainly can’t reverse that back now, nor can I travel back in time to patch things up for both of us. There’s nothing much that I can do, or want to do, other than to convince him to go to this certain place for his treatment and everything will be taken care of from now on…

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July 28, 2003


You know … it’s really hard to boot yourself back in track when you’ve been derailed from depression. This is exactly what I am trying to do now. I am trying to handle things like how I’m supposed to… I am trying not to be affected too much by the issues that I am encountering now.

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July 25, 2003

2 cents

My own take on meaning of life:
Why do we study? – so that we can get a steady job/career. Now that we have the job, of course we hope that it’s not some nutty job with puny wage. The understanding applies to all kinds of profession out there, from neurosurgeons to fishmongers.

The money, must be a lot. Now, ask again, why do we need so much money? So that we can use it to feed ourselves good, pay our bills and the ultimate goal – to be wealthy. Now, why is it so cool to be wealthy? Well, with money, we can do a lot of things… like getting ourselves a nice car or an opulent house… or condo …. or chick magnets… whatever. We’d be frigging happy to have a lot of money.

Hah… now that the word comes into view – happy. That means, all the studying, career / profession selection, struggles, etc …. are all for the very same thing – money (well..almost). One thing that ultimately satisfies all our lust & greed, for happiness. Ergo, happiness is actually the fish head (ref: Ishikawa… not Itchy Bawah) of all our needs. The rest are just branches, bones and twigs.

Now, if we can directly jump to the fish head… why do we need to go through so much troubles and waste so much of our time doing so many things for a very simple goal? My point is, why take a long route to find happiness, when they can be found everywhere. If you like that PS2 & you can afford it… go get it! If you like clubbing and you don’t have problem paying for everything that goes with it… go ahead! If you like to slam dunk chocolates into your throat when you’re watching a movie, to hell with dieting… go chow a bar! You will never know what is going to happen tomorrow. I am sure there a lot of people in this world already have this realization and most of them are actually suffering from some incurable disease, and about to die.

Enjoy your life while it lasts, every moment of it.

I realized this when I visited my grandma in Hospice… the environment there makes me think.

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July 22, 2003

letting out *caution*

Rob didn’t come to work today … so … the day was kind of relaxing … because I don’t have to see his fucking face.

Tomorrow will be my turn to MIA, as I will on my day off to accompany my dad to the hospital again. His leg is not doing very good – he is starting to limp … he is having a hard time to even walk. Don’t know why. Maybe it is his crashed liver. We’re going to the doctor tomorrow to find out. Hopefully, the doctor can do something about it. No one deserves to suffer like that.

But then, I’m not expecting much. Like, how could I expect someone to fix him back… for all the damage he had been giving to himself? It’s quite impossible, really. To be so ignorant for so many years, and then expect things to patch up just like that.

And this has also been so unfair to me. How much problem do I have to fix before i can lead a peaceful life? These family affairs of mine really get me down sometimes. They come wave after wave… no signs of stopping. I guess, when I was born, the stars were all in the wrong orientation (if they’re for real)… and perhaps that explains why I have to bear the misfortune for all my life.

And that’s probably why i don’t believe in God. If they really existed … there wouldn’t have been so much problem in this world in the first place.

It is time like this that makes me really envy those rich kids with happy families. They don’t have to give a shit about how much they’re going to spend their parents’ money. They don’t have to worry too much about their ambition. Nope … they don’t. They don’t have to worry a single thing about the balance of their family’s financial status. They’d just have to worry about how much money to ask for when they want to go bowling or fuel up a big ass car. How I wish I get to do all that.

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