Monday, January 31, 2011

Brunch, beach and cocktails.

I don’t know when I will fall out of love from this exhilarating sensation of racing against time, packing up, sleepless nights and of torn green backpack. The whole idea of travelling is sometimes deemed as a total disconnection from well, “the rest”.

Am I happy working hard, earning, and then spending on moving around? Yes. Leaves me breathless whenever I’m back in the office, grasping for some reality check. That sensation, right at that moment when I’m setting up my workstation after an intense holiday – right that moment, is an unidentified dot that connects me back to that life. I feel like a bullet train, stopped with signs, but of course wrecked regardless eventually after a bit of travelling. And truth is, I see the cracks, I feel it, and loved the experience that it gave me.

Like how love and other drugs give you the greatest strangest sensation, traveling is an utmost exciting drug that I can’t seem to find a placebo of. Not through reading, not through watching. It has to caress your skin, it has to brush of your cheeks, it has to go in between your fingers, it has to be real.

When I was on my way to Singapore for Laneway Festival (I was late by the way, reached the check in counter 10.25pm, when plane was supposed to depart at 10.35 pm, by grace I had no idea how I manage to convince them to let me in) and when I went into the plane that mean woman had to give me the very corner of the last seat while the rest were still unoccupied – I picked the magazine and it had the perfect title I’ve been wanting to find out what is it about travelling that gets me the most.

It was brunch, beach and cocktails.

Urbanites underestimated the power of brunch, when we have been the evangelists of it all of our life especially during the weekends. And then there’s the beach. Something about being able to wake up and see an indefinite stretch of blue gives you an amazing comfort and that splashing songs of waves. And with a little intoxication, sand turns into a dancefloor. The 3 possibly simplest words that stroke a chord.

Everyone needs some brunch, beach and cocktails.

Laneway Festival post coming right up.

Love & peace,

Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

So, my colleagues decided to Facebook Jack me

So instead of denying it, I just layan them and updated my status. THIS is what I get.

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Which one are you?

Life has all kinds of people. The safe, the brave, the mediocre.

I'd like to think I fall under the mediocre. Pathetic isn't it, succumbing to life's gravity. It's like, I already know I can't push myself so much. Truth is, sometimes I fittingly don't want to.

Within these few weeks, I've heard people leaving their comfort zone for something, uncertain. You know just to be able to solely trust in your guts, and in however you think life should treat you. Rather than, living in a self fulfilling prophecy. To make yourself believe that this is what you want, and this what you should be thankful for. Not to say it's wrong, but your quality of life is way less than some who are strong. I must keep this in mind.

I salute you bravehearts. A person is most remembered, in quantity and in quality when they bring value to other people's lives. Truth be told I'm a mediocre, but I hope to push myself beyond.

So dreamers, about time we stop crafting our dreams and let's just do something about it. Business A, film B, writing C, design D, friends E, network F. I'm getting bored at all talk. You deserve to stay wherever you are. I'm slowly picking up on my dreams, ever since last year. Trying to meet up with the right people and going to to some relevant places. Sorry, no sharing on that for privacy sake :)

Aims to make it big, my way.

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

DiGi Done Right Camp 2011

Last year, I attended a string of Nuffnang events. All kinds of it, the glitzy, the sweaty, the outdoorsy. Online communities though may look the coolest, at times we find it the hardest to mingle around. We’re either so hooked on our mobile phones, we don’t really know other bloggers’ online identities, or well, admittedly we’re just plain socially inept. As cliche as this may sound, I have always felt a sense of incompletion when I attend these events.

I love meeting new people. I am not ‘friendly FRIENDLY’ per se, but I really appreciate good conversations, some old school coffee talk with people from all walks of life would be the best.

DiGi Done Right Camp gave me just that.

I get to actually talk to all these bloggers and let them, even so encouragingly ask me questions about how’s working in Nuffnang, how does it feel like to talk and mingle with the bloggers; does it feel like a job to talk to them, or do we see them as part of family. Though I’ve only been around for a year plus now, there’s absolutely nothing more rewarding than breaking the digital barriers, going offline for two days and actually put a face, put a life on all these bloggers’ URL. Not sure about the other Nuffies, but to me the camp served the x-factor I was looking for when attending events.

I remembered so much, yet so little about the camp because time flew by very fast.

Okaylah, I admit I first came into the seminar hall feeling VERY unhappy. Slept really late the night before, and woke up at 6am the next day. I was grumpy, mimipie and davis just had to be my teammates. The two most energized bunnies in the entire office. I was very close to killing both of them with bare hands, but thankfully after breakfast, I was calm and I decided to make the best out of the camp and appreciated the two jokers J

After much jokes, and teases, I decided to take in things and learn. I took down tons of mental notes. Check out what I’ve learned throughout the 2 days camp. Before that, I would like to credit Phillipe, Serge, Mimi and Mokky Mok for the photos. Thank you guys J

Lesson #1:

DiGi has excellent welfare programs.

I was impressed by the layout of the office and the coffee machines, but was completely sold when Prashan told us about the office having their own ‘travel agent’ where you can request to arrange for both personal and business travelling plans. I love travelling, in fact I travel alot alone. Planning all the travelling sometimes takes so much of my time. Lucky DiGizens! If I were you I’d indulge in it. And oh, they have fresh flowers! Loved this because sometimes, tech companies can get a bit too digital.

Fresh batch of flowers!!

Lesson #2:

Be a better person. And the world will be a better place.

The entire seminar took two days of motivating, and uplifting of our moods. All in all, I think the most important thing to take from the seminar is to just well, essentially be a better person as a whole. Not to say that I have not been, but I think one can never be a better,best person. There are always areas of improvement and if we are not humble enough to accept changes and critics, we will run in circles in life.

Hi, Happy Tim!

Lesson #3:

To connect or not to connect?

My phone makes a polyphonic sound when it rings, the numbers are made of pixels and well it has no 3G nor Wifi connection. My previous phone had at least internet mobile, but it went down the toilet bowl, and I’ve decided not to get a new phone ever since. See the thing about me is that eventhough I’m in the Social Media industry I refuse to succumb to the 1mil population in Malaysia that goes online on both mobile and desktop. Contradicting with my way of life yes, but sometimes I find being connected too much isn’t always a good thing.

I was sort of proven otherwise. Some of the activities that we had to do required mobile connection, and if only I am more susceptible to internet mobile we could have higher chances of winning. DAMNIT.

So life might not require us to be connected all the time, however chances are a lot better for those who are connected, or rather opt to. Unlike me L

Lesson #4:


That’s a scared looking Aaron from DiGi – but still with arms wide open. That’s an overjoyed Rayyan with wider arms wide open. What do they have in common? DiGi. Thanks to DiGi Done Right Camp, Rayyan went home awarded as the best and happiest camper. Who evidently decided to do hugs marathon to everyone he saw right after this shot.

I’ve always applauded DiGi for having among the best marketing, advertising and relations’ strategies (that I know of), and with this camp, they’ve leveled up in their efforts to not just connect us with them in a more humane sense, but also to connect us and other people with more quality, and well also duly reward us for being the brand’s evangelists all this while.

If there is one thing that bloggers should and must take part in is the Done Right Camp. Not only will you get to learn so much, you could also win awesome prizes which in this case was HTC Aria! Instantenously I told Rayyan to download the Goggles Application so that I could try it the next time I see him. HEH.

I know I got this fugly grin thing going on, but trust me this was the happy smile :)

Lesson #5:

If you really sit down and think enough, you'd come up with something. Good or bad. But definitely not terrible. Like this sketch, our team did.

An oh, a nice spot.

Till then,

See you next year!

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

DiGi Done Right Camp 2011

As a Nuffie (term of endearment for 'staff' that's working in Nuffnang),

This is probably the closest, happiest I've ever gotten to/with bloggers in an event. Feel free to scream my name from far, pat on my back when you see me next or seat me down for a chat/ teh tarik.

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Sunday, January 09, 2011

2010 the year that was

This my dear friends is what you call an obligatory year end post. Something that you have absolutely no time to squeeze into your to do list, but kind of necessary because well, it’s kind of prepostorous not to recap whatever happened to your life in a year. That would mean, to summarize as a whole of whatever happened to you in about, 365 days of your life last year. Not quite impossible.
I started the year with skepticism. To leave home, to leave mum, to leave familiarity. See I’ve always loved travelling, and ever since I decided to study in KL about 5 years ago, I’ve learned amazing things that only I would have known. People poke fun of people with wisdom to learn it all sometimes, and people complain about the smallest issues at times, worst, people poke fun at people who are I guess, wants to live an uncertain life. Those who love living towards extremity. They find them too stupid sometimes. Though I have always been a firm believer of modesty, there are times where my extreme days are most remembered and most learned from.
I applied in over 20 companies. 8 got back to me, almost all offering the same positions. I’m thinking, no. I was being very picky yes, and at that time, I was surprised that I did so, that I had all the options and reasons for doing so. When in fact I didn’t have so much options, I applied for Nuffnang as well and was blessed to be offered an interview there.
And within a week, I was offered a job. Besides flipping burgers, twirling soft creams, and I-would-say-a-rather forgivable-absent-minded-actions internship experiences, this will be my first job ever. With a proper position title.

At first just like any other things to get used to, it was no easy way to get used to working life. Staying late, waking up early. Deadlines. I guess I’ve always been the kind of person that observes first and then well, test the waters. I didn’t know where to start, who to ask, how to perform, it all seemed like a huge blur to me. I admit I was struggling. But slowly, as I follow through the pace of some of my colleagues, and other non-negotiable timeline duties, I began to work smarter, harder.
This year, I thank God I was offered such an amazing opportunity and by God have I learned so much. I would not trade it with anything else any other way especially the experience.
Living a rather continuous almost feel like an automated life (at times), one constantly feel the need of a good holiday. And frankly, my passion is in travelling. I love travelling so much that I would spend up so much of my time refreshing these airlines sites. I have this love/ hate relationship with cheap airfares it’s damaging me. Damaging my pocket money too.
So 2010, I decided to go to Jakarta! I know most of us are all talk and no action when it comes to doing stuff, but when it comes to travelling I’d go all crazy. I bought it out of impulse because it was so cheap .

The people there were so friendly, and as most of you guys know a lot of the stuff there are comparitively cheaper (way cheaper) than in Malaysia. Like, how I did both manicure and pedicure for RM30! And had like Karaoke Sessions with Mas. Experienced a couple of Ramadhan days with her family, buka puasa with them and shopped with them. Mas’ parents treated me like a gem, I am blessed. I even taught them how to do the Wondergirls’ Nobody dance, which I am infamous to be part of.

Thanks to sorta being part of the media, earlier in the year I was given the priviledge to interview the gay-legend ‘Adam Lambert’. Not quite sure why everyone calls him a legend, but my instinct tells me that he’d be big. You know, being different and all. The world doesn’t really recognise talents in indie scene so much no matter how hard we try to fight for it (or rather retain that situation), so people like Lambert who used to play-act and then becomes really huge, is well, hugelah to be able to meet. And interview. When I told mum about it she screamed. In. The. Phone.
Didn’t really hit me how lucky I was until I was placed in a room with the Galaxy Editor Gordon, HOT’S Editor Mei Ann and Star Entertainment’s Writer Anne. These veterans have met and interviewed people like Brad Pitt, the cast of Lost, cast of Grey’s Anatomy – it was insane. Talking and listening to what they said about their experience in this industry lit me up. I am blessed, again.

New place!

I don’t think I have nice pictures of the new place I’m staying now, but I know if there’s one thing I am always and very proud of is the fact that I could pay my own rent, my telephone bills and among other things myself. It’s been challenging argueing with my mum the logic behind staying far from home and having to pay all these, mum has the right to so – I mean it’s my first job, how much can I afford everything right? But thankfully, I manage to give mum my monthly share while living moderately. I can’t even explain the things that I learn living by myself. Looking back, I must say I have not once given up on anything. I feel, empowered.
This is my bedroom wall :)

Jessy comes to KL!
It was already hard to juggle between work and play now that my sister is around but I was so excited to squeeze her into my schedule as well. Jessy alone time, at least one day during the weekend. I know, crazy right but I love my sister so much to the extend at times I would go to my cousin’s place and sleep on the floor with her, and her on the bed or vice versa, to just be with her.
And that would also means she being my best buddy to concerts. Paramore’s being the best concert we went. THE BEST. We were headbanging, rocking the crowd with the sweatiest bunch. It was the bomb. I finally knew how it feels like to mosh.

2010 was also the year I finally, finally get to wear the mortar board and the obligatory ‘holding-the-scroll-picture’ all framed up. I graduated from University of South Australia, and I figured what would be best then to actually graduate from there itself, you know throw the mortar board and all with a bunch of angmohs behind me standing around with that gorgeous auditorium behind me, and show mum all the places we hung out when we were there.
Off we went, mum followed me and we were in Melbourne for about a day until we had to leave for Adelaide the next day. Spending time with my mum is just pure bliss. Loved every single bit of it, and mum finally get to see how life was in Adelaide for me. Which was mostly, safe and mundane.

Well, mostly :P
World Cup 2010
I was involved, just as much as everyone else was. I was rooting for Argentina just as I was about 10 years ago. Am glad the Spaniards won, they were the better more consistent team. And yes, I was among the thousands who slept at 6am in the morning and went to work at 8am and came from work feeling beaten up around 7pm the next day. I did not sleep. And I am glad I could tell you this.
Hello-freaking-ween! We had one epic party 2 years ago, and last year’s was no exception. Blogged about it here. It was so epic that there were alot of things/people missing, broken, puked, hurt. The list just goes on.

And I... came as Wonderwoman! Everyone was shocked, I mean yeah I was literally pantsless hiding under this massive cape vrooming around with drinks in my hands when I was entertaining people. My friends were literllay screaming eh wonderwoman! Sara and Linda insisted I have this ‘Wonderwoman Smile’ which till now, I am trying to figure out what is it.
Play #1 – Medea
Most of you would probably have known that I am a fan of live performance. Meaning, theatrical act. Dollar to dollar basis, Aussie sells theatrical shows cheaper than Malaysia’s. I had to buy my first ever one this year for Medea, for about RM35. It was so expensive for me, but it was really good. The background score was among it’s best feature, played by traditional musicians with the traditional musical instruments like kompang and seruling, the whole musical set was really good. I loved it.
My first ever, company trip! In a cruise!

And possibly the best, most loved Christmas I've had. I love my family, and I love my friends.
I’m sure this post doesn’t translate to what my whole of 2010 was. No words can. All in all, I must say that it was a rather ‘learning, trying year’. Really. There were so many things to learn, so many things to pick up, so many things to be courageous of. I had literally, all hands used up everyday. And mistakes, come the most. Mistakes too, took the most out of me.
I admit there are times where I wanted to just give up, and fly back to KK just like that because mum has always been the first, but it would be the stupidest move one could ever make. Running away from problems is not my forte, and will never be.
As I was talking to Audrey, I figured I too had my regrets or dissapointments no matter how hard I try not to think of one you know trying to stay positive all. It being not to stay in touch with some of close friends. I feel powerless because nowadays, everyone’s so busy it’s like we have way less control over time. It sucks.
So there you go. 2010 in highlights rather than summary. I wish 2011 will be better, if not more interesting

Love & peace, Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Monday, January 03, 2011

One of the reasons why I hate technologies at times.

Not exactly per se, but the gist of it;

I had this guy leave me a voice mail at work so I called him at home and then he e-mailed me to my Blackberry and so I texted to his cell and then he e-mailed me to my home account and the whole thing just got out of control. And I miss the days when you had one phone number and one answering machine and that one answering machine has one cassette tape and that one cassette tape either had a message from a guy or it didn't. And now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies. It's exhausting.
(He's Just Not That into You, 2009)

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.

Saturday, January 01, 2011

Thank you 2010

During previous years, when I was celebrating to usher the new year, I had the greatest feelings that life has this stretch of endless possibilities, so many things to look forward to, so many things to try the waters to. This year's however felt different. Maybe cause it hasn't kicked into my system yet - but this year's welcoming felt like, a familiar book.

A feeling that tells me that there would be some-sort of accordance in it's storyline. Is this a good thing?

No. not to me.

Of course life shakes and stirs us up with the strangest of surprises along the way, but I guess what I meant is that it felt like besides minor decisions, life will somehow end about the same way it ended last year's. Every year I am thankful of what the year has given me. Small decisions, big decisions, are all accumulative of all what that had happened in life.

So this year, I want to live a-bit towards extremity. I don't know in what sense, neither do I know how it will result in to, but I will. I'd figure life would be sloping down to stagnant points by the time I settle down to a lot of things.

This year has (in)definitely taught me a lot of things. But the essence of it all would be ; strength, love and gratefulness. This year's goals? Exactly the same as last year's :


Thank you 2010.

Love & peace,
Jacqueline Rowena @ Jacqkie.