Fake a smile

Guess what, I actually don't know who she was till I googled 29+1. And I only wanted to google that because I wanted to find the actual play by Kearan Pang. But I was impressed by Joyce Cheng & Chrissie Chau's acting nonethless.

To say I love this movie, is unlikely. I mean I past that 1st round already. Still remember on Thursday when the 23 year old youngster kept asking everybody (and I meant everybody whether dames en heren) their age to confirm he is the baby, and I actually told him I'm 40. But he had to ask again and I told the actual age. I should have stick with 40 but I didn't want to be the oldest in the group haha. However I think I'm at this stage where I should start preparing to be on my second stage.

But if I really do hit 40, then my accomplishments are pretty pathetic. No children, no career. And no excuses to make on why either have failed. Just like those 29+1 year old girls gathering and talking about marriage or start of the career, I have also been part of gatherings where the talk is always about babies, how to look after them etc, or the peak of their career. Life is challenging when one needs to measure up. So half the time I turned hermit not because I'm not confident of myself but because I'm not fated to be either of the roles. Or at least I told CL that one needs to be fated even to be a mum (even if it is a single mum which so many movies have been on it and making it sound so simple like a risk-free operation. Watched Love Contractually starring Sammi Cheng and you will know it is not that simple.)

Talking about Love Contractually, that is indeed another movie for the 40s ladies. Peak of the career, single who then decided to looking for a tadpole. Failed that but found true love (too happily ever after ending if you asked me). And I guess all women converge in their thinking after a certain age.

Anyway whether 29+1 or 39+1, I guess the most important thing is to learn how to fake a smile, fake a frown. I remembered that scene where Chrissie Chau repeatedly said 'Don't want to go to work' while washing her face, eating breakfast and then putting make-up. But the moment she finished dressing up, she faked a smile and told herself 'Ready for work'.

I know there has been too many suicides of artistes due to depression and that the first sign of depression probably is something like this scene. But then unfortunately most of us have the same symptom of not wanting to get out of the bed (unless we constantly count our lucky stars that we have a choice to get out) because we are too self-conscious of our own selves. But I'm sure we are not all creative genius who will end up becoming tortured genius. 

Premium economy experience

It's been a while since I caught sunrise. Just that I was lazy to change my seat partly because it was full and since it was first row I thought it will be easy to get out. Apparently no because the neighbour was a Dutch (i.e. long legs). But still I thank my lucky stars because this flight which was bought by client, was a premium economy after all. So more seat space, better headset and supposedly different food. It's funny that my last article was on the Gold card, and now I'm on premium economy experience. It's even funnier that with better headset, yet I chose to sleep half the time. I am really lacking of sleep I guess. And the jetlag will kick in again, sigh :( . 

Still remember 3 weeks ago when I was on my first flight in premium economy, at the check-in counter I was asked if I am a premium economy passenger. And the guy was strict cos when the next group came and they weren't, he told them off that you don't just find the shortest Q to queue. 

So I got the prestige of skipping long queues again which I guess is indeed a good thing as taking 2 long haul flights is really no kidding business. But I wondered constantly, why was I booked in Cathay when my colleagues got SQ flights. At least it will accumulate my krisflyer and get me THAT gold card again? In preparation for my next 6 months of long haul flights?

Frankly speaking, the last time in HKG was almost a decade ago. It changed my life and I thought at that time, that will be the start of a new beginning. But I ended that story for reasons I might not be clear at and I cannot be regretful for. Because it was my choice. That doesn't stop me from wishing to know how Doc is. Especially in the last 3 flights, where I kept wondering if the captain is Doc's brother. One more flight to go, and probably one more last wondering. 

Next week will finally be the last week in Melbourne. Maybe I will try to call. Maybe I will lose the courage to hold the call. But for now let's try to do some HK shopping because I really don't see myself dropping by HK anymore as it hurts as much as Melbourne too. Next 6 months, change of continent, I hope I will be happier and then I hope my wish will come true soon.