Tuesday, October 03, 2006
结束/ 开始
有什么“开始”了,你会害怕?
有些“结束”让我们觉得以后的日子会一片渺茫;
有些,却让我们感到新的希望的来临。
在我们周围,每一天都在面对着“结束”与“开始”,
结束了一段恋情,开始了自己一个人的生活。
开始为一个人打开心窗,结束了漂浮无岸的航程。
开始了婚姻的日子,结束了单身生活。
结束了二人世界, 开始了为人父母的责任。
不要害怕结束, 因为往后的开始会更多姿多彩。
不要为“开始” 感到紧张,因为接下来的结束不代表失败。
人生就像一道门,开了也会关; 关了再开。
这道门关了,还有另一道门为你而开。
试着把手贴近你的心,心脏瓣膜每一秒都在开关,生命就是这样地延续。
它没停,你为何要放弃?
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Thanks
Like at your deathbed, you will know who are the ones who truly care.
I love the challenges that are put before me. Be of good cheer as Christ has conquered all.....
I look forward what my future may bring, many new opportunities, new people, new businesses......
My baby always tell me " what doesn't kill you will make you stronger" I am stronger now.....
Blessed am I . I am grateful. For this life, for this love, for this friendship....
As for those not so fortunate ones, there will not be any remnants of you in the future.
Have a nice day.
Friday, July 28, 2006
I am so blessed!!!!!!
Amazing grace is upon me today. This is so so …….. Incredible!!!!
Everything is renewed today, faith, hope, dreams.
Thank you Father for this undeserved favor!
You wouldn’t believe what He has renewed……… This love from Him is true.
Praises to the Lord!!!!!
If you lack anything and lost faith, pray and let Him handles it.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Count your blessings…… one by one……
心情如何?
可否算过侵略心里的那些感叹号,问号,句号?
7月19日那天。。。。
连环车祸,伤了脖子,右手,左肩!
口袋将会破大洞!
Baby 吓得脸青唇白!
我也不知道我伤得多重,心里只想安抚她的惊恐。
为什么是我?为什么是“啾啾”?
“啾啾”老了,为什么还要经历这样的意外?
老“啾”是我的车。
它可能不行了。。。。
从来没发觉我会如此想念它。每次都埋怨它。
可它还是无怨无悔的帮我遮风挡雨。
看看周围可有多少个“啾啾”?
可曾感谢过上帝赐给你身边“理所当然”的事物和人?
Count your blessings…… one by one……
我们所拥有的都是上帝的恩典。不是吗?
This is Grace – unearned, undeserved favor from God.
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
太爱了!:)
世上可有这么可爱的脸孔?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的举动?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的鬼脸?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的谈吐?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的挑逗?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的“阴谋”?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的施爱?!
太可爱了!
世上可有这么可爱的她!
太爱,太爱了!!!!
爱得太疯狂了!!!
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Long lost friend
True enough, we knew each other back in Dec 91, the NPCC Cadet Inspector Course. Whaaaaaaa, we so old now, our birthdays are two weeks apart. Hahahaha so funny…..
She could remember that I was the best cadet of that year and I roughly could figure the school she was from…… I thought that my memory is bad, but guess my brain is still functioning pretty well….. Well, perhaps, selective memory…. We are both glad that out of 100+ CIs, we could still identify each other after all these years…..
We kinda teased each other about how we looked back then, or rather, I was teasing her that she looked more girl girl then….. hahahaha. She was so skinny when I knew her, now I almost could not recognize her. Hahahaha
Hey, no offend huh, friend……if you get to read this…. Heeeeeee
But she is still adorable lah…. Smile…….
PS: Hey, friends, if you ever viewed my frienster’s profile and saw there is this particular photo of mine uploaded so many times, pls pardon me, k
The system went wonky … so I was not sure if I had correctly uploaded it. So I tried many times….. Once they are uploaded, I will delete the excess away, k. Kiss…..
Sunday, May 14, 2006
寂,光, 静
含笑必藏虚意, 亦笑亦虑也。
暗潮需寻光线,越暗光明也。
视觉倘若模糊,形意显明也。
宣化只求静季,亦静心清也。
清然溟溟透彻,从寂,光, 静 也。
P.S: That’s what I have gathered from people I have been hanging out with. New revelation for me. Friends, hope you guys like this poem, coming out with this kinda drained my brain juice. hahaha
For those don’t read Chinese, you may get the English translation from me, k. You know my email. Hahahahaha
Friday, May 12, 2006
“Chao Tah” (Burnt) – Part 2

There were not many people there at the beach….. beer made us sleepy… Jil’s gang apparently was eating every single minute; peas, snacks, fish and chips, pizza……. OMG…..
Jrie was my timer, she reminded me to flip to avoid getting too burnt since I fell asleep on the bench. Hahaha so sweet of her…. But anyway, I am still burnt at the end of the session while I was reading my book. Too engrossed in that book that I was not aware of the sun….. :(
A couple of pretty people around, a traightsay couple practically kissing all the time in the water in front of us, exhibiting their “passionate” acts…. C’mon, go back home and do it….. PLEASE SPARE US FROM THE AGONY!!!!!!!
Someone caught my eyes….. the fish and chips that person was having lured my friends to order one themselves. Saw the same person later at night in the club too…..Stylish, good dress sense, working in the airline. Apparently that person is a friend of a friend. This circle is very small, everybody knows everybody. Both good reputations and bad names are pretty transparent. We tend to compare notes….hahahah, so amused to find out the similarities in the things people repeated to so many people.
Anyway, mummy is very shocked to see how burnt I am. It’s been donkey years since she last saw the chao tah me. Hahahaha
It’s fun to see the reaction on her face. She doesn’t like me to be tanned, says that I look like a dirty kid. Hahahaha Now, I am a dirty looking adult. Peace, mummy, peace……
“Chao Tah” (Burnt) Part 1 – to be continued………
I am all “chao tah”, head to toes….. hahhahah
Ok… I am feeling sleepy again…. after all these reaching and stretching; trying to spread cream on my back…. Tired….
To be continued………. ZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzz
Sunday, May 07, 2006
Wonderful Sunday
Then again, have to change my foundation if get too “chao tah” hahahah :)
Maybe a short trip is good, too many projects on hands.
Just relax at the beach with a good book and ice cold beer. At night, go for a good seafood dinner then a good spa treatment and finish off the day by sitting at the beach, chatting and watching the stars with a nice bottle of wine! Perfect!
Cool…..
If you need a short trip like me, join me k. Good to have one or two good companions. Cheers….. yup yup yup….. :)
Geez….. I was looking at my photos taken years ago, I look younger now, hum…. Wonder why…. God has renewed my youth…. Hahahaha. Thanks to my pastor whom been praying for our congregation.
What a wonderful Sunday…. Excited to hear His message again. Ok, back to my book, am bringing it along with me. After church, am going for a nice earl grey tea (with honey, uumph…..) and soft lobby music - sedate, though my book is thought provoking. Heee........
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Same old issues years after years
What are these? Lifts on every floor, shelters, upgrading blah blah blah… Is that all to an election? Issues concerning domestic (rather, immediate benefits to oneself) usually used to cloud the whole significant of election. See the big picture.
When a vote is cast, there are many reasons behind it. To the old, reasons may be the lifts on every floor, shelters and all. To the bo-chap, it’s just a cross on the obvious box. To younger generation, what is the use of having all those upgrading when one can’t present a paycheck home? To the kia-si, better stick to the usual people who have been here the longest time. To the righteous, credits are given even though nothing drastic has been done in 20odd years in service.
For the capable, major and minor issues are taken care of and nonsense scandals ignored. For the outnumbered, all can be heard is loud and long funny speeches, some make sense, some are just retaliation. Make some waves and hopefully be heard. Alternative voices, getting louder.... The results will reflect this.....
All for the same purpose, serving their dreams and the nation. Whether win or lose.
Naughty
YN is still coping with the break up. Oh well, what does one obtain from
ONS, it was but just acts on bed and absence of all emotions and feel. She dared me last night, if I could bring someone home from the party, she will let me drive her car for a day. Plssssss lor….. I told her straight in the face, I love to have her car but no thanks. I don’t do ONS. You get turn off by the stuck face and stiff body and the unfamiliar mourns. Come on…… What’s true pleasure is two wild things game enough to explore, hot, naughty and passionate. This person got to be a REAL TURN ON.
Put down the top, the wind messed up our hair, her car is a “selfish” car with no rear seats. I prefer convertibles with rear seats. The sound system is superb. Can someone drive me instead of me behind the wheels? I love to be driven too you know. Hahahaha
Well, she promised that once she converted her license she will drive me around.
Brought her to party last night, physically there but mind and soul are kept in London. Well, she had kisses from some pretty strangers, at least, that was the highlight for her. Ha ha ha….
I was busy matching making my friends, kinda fun. Just hope that the targets of my friends would not get the wrong idea from me. I could see a change on their face when the real intention was brought forth. I was so naughty. Hahahaha
YN and I had to run off to another pub to meet other friends. Sang 2 songs, but was forced to drink more. They are such good drinkers and I used to be one of them, oh my, age is catching up.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
No title - Fit your own....
Oh ya, the worthless fling, she is definitely a “season”, she “bastarded” on me when we were dating, behind my back she was hitting on my friend. That’s betrayal No. 1. The funny thing is that my friend, ML, reciprocated, that’s betrayal No.2. She just disappeared from my life, without even to end it probably. I totally ignored her presence still after all these while, it’s been 6 years cos she is not worth anything from me at all, not even a “hi”. She tried to get back my friendship years ago, thinking that I still had feelings for her, oh gosh, GET A LIFE! A leopard will never change it’s spots. She did the same to my friend after 2 years of their relationship. ML was devoted to her, but not knowing she has loved a wolf, a selfish one.
I believe what goes around comes around; this wolf finally tasted her own medicines. She fell really badly, jilted by the girl she likes, she couldn’t bring herself together. Her career crumbled, she spent her money away. She left with nothing. Once a “high and mighty”, a snob, has fallen, came crawling back to the group of friends, but they still embrace her. I saw her last night, she looked pathetic. But she is better now comparing months ago.
History repeated again, but I have learnt the lesson well. The woman whom I like will be a season in my life. Blindness causes irrational behaviors. Anyway, I can accept the fact that what I set my eyes on this time is not good enough for me; I cannot love the acts of debauchery and promiscuousness and betrayal. Pathetic.
Ahhh… the valet guy at the club, He is a “reason”. He parked my car. I don’t really understand why people usually recognize and remember me. Since my first visit in Feb, he remembers me. I dun drive expensive luxury car, my car is realistically normal, with a funny colour. Hahahaha I wonder why….
I dun need a valet ticket, he just took over my wheels and he knows when I am leaving, my car is started when I come out of the washroom. That’s his job, I am one of his privilege customers. I am thankful for this privilege. He said he was expecting to see me last month but I was not there. I usually tip him but last night, he refused.
The same happened to me when I washed my car at SPC along Bukit Timah. They waved at me as I drove in the station. My purple Jiu Jiu is rather obvious. Hahahaha. I usually have special treatments. I am so blessed and I know the favors of God are upon me.
Praise Him. Amen :)
Monday, May 01, 2006
Crazy weekend
I was late for the games cos I spent a long time in Borders buying a book. Walked into Mango, bought a top and headed to my fav That CD Shop. I was in the mood for oriental lounge music. The mysterious pieces of Chinese orchestral music married the layback lounge rhythm, weird but nice. The immediate picture flashed into my mind was a naked oriental woman moving slowly to the rhythm, she had this long white silk in her hands, she held closely to her, the soft silk stick to her fair smooth body, revealing the curves and details of her body……. Seductive ………
I scanned through at least five CDs, but due to the rush, I did not have time to really listen to all. I will go back again this week, will probably spend 2-3 hours there to get what I want.
I stepped the accelerator hard and “baptized” the cars behind me with the exhaust. When I reached my friend’s house, they were already half way through the third game. It was funny watching them. They were a bunch of spontaneous angels. I was late, there was a penalty. I was told to eat something they have prepared beforehand. They are very good cooks, but I was full from my dinner so I rejected. But they insisted that I had some. As I went near the dinning table, I freaked out! Those were not normal foodie. They have hairy legs and wings. WORMS, INSECTS and FROGS!
So that was the penalty they used for the games. Cool. I have not tried eating those before, have seen them alive but not cooked. Those on the plates were already fried. Well at least, there were no fried cockroaches in sight. I hate cockroaches, dead or alive. I scrutinized the “delicacy”, held them in my hands and smell them. The frogs smelled like salted fish, the rest could not really describe. Anyway, before I could react, my friend took one of the worms and stuffed it in my mouth. Ok, so I chewed. Hum…. Not too bad, salty but the worms have a funny after taste. Maybe because it was dried, so the slimy substains in them had turned into powderish stuff. Then came the grasshoppers, the hairy legs kinda reminded me of the cockroaches, but what the heck, I put them in my mouth. It was crispy and salty, but no after taste, nice, I like the grasshoppers. There was this funny looking black insect, I think it was cricket. They didn’t taste that good either. The WORST of all was the frogs. They looked dried and felt crispy, but they were hard to chew. The head was hard to bite off so I put the whole thing in my mouth. Oh man, they stink! They felt like cuttlefish but they really stinko man, especially when I chewed on the backside, it smelled like shit. The legs were poking the wall of my mouth. I spit it out. Yucks!!!!! I still prefer the grasshoppers.
Tell you man, if those insects were alive, I will never go near them. I would grab hold of anything to exterminate them. Yup. But the fried grasshoppers, I don’t mind to have a few more.
I am looking forward to the next gathering. This time round will be Costumes Doll up. One of our friends owns a popular costume chain, we gonna choose and pick what we wanna dress in. What shall I be? Angel? Mascots? Wonderwoman? No, too little cloth.
But what the heck, we are all aygays and esbianlay. Aygay Power!
Sunday, April 30, 2006
我笑了
仔细的看了镜里的我, 脸上原来是带着微笑。我在笑什么?笑我自己跳的“土风舞”?在笑那场无缘无故卷入的无聊和浪费时间,白痴玩的游戏?笑我当了某人许多白痴司机们的其中一位?笑我成了某某人拿来炫耀自己的奖牌?笑这一切是个笑柄?
我笑了,因为我心里还是充满着爱。被爱是幸福的,每个人都在渴望被爱,但能够去爱人更幸福,不过只能去爱有资格被爱的人。 不是任何人都懂得怎么去爱。为利益而爱是下等人;上等人则讲诚心。 我笑了,因为我领悟了,在一张漂亮脸孔背后的丑陋。这种丑是低级犯贱没有内涵。我笑了,因为我发现怕被伤害;自卫的自私方法,是先去伤害身边无辜,真诚的人。我笑了,策划无耻卑鄙的布局, 借别人的圈子来得到自己的利益。这种“本事”也不过如此。我笑了,因为有些人表面风光,内心空虚。永远在追求别人看得到的东西,现代的奴隶。
我们都活在笑话里。 当然,还有很多可爱的人和事物都会让我们不尽意得笑了。
笑吧,笑一笑十年少。
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Trance
It’s not connected to the body….
The vision is blur and yet experiencing a semi-conscious state of mind.
The taste buds seem to be sleeping, guess have been working hard for a long time.
The throat stored feathers that tickle, it is inflamed and a real bad one…. The vocal box is temporary out of order. Repair is needed.
The upper torso gasping for air, the limps are detached and they seem to be able to function well on their own. Spasms recur each time as the “boat sails in”……. Irritating spasms…. The nerves would jump to the rhythm of the music.
Switching scenes of hallucination and ecstasy, there is this familiar face reappearing. Gosh, please give this mind a break.
A beautiful song
In my mind, I am thinking about this song…….. “Besame Besame Mucho…..” I lost the CD and kind of miss this song. I think the DJ can read my mind, this song is next. Hee Hee. Cool. Imagine you could do the same to people you are thinking of now. “Blink” and they appear. Or you may be ‘blinked” off to someone else. “here blink, there blink, everywhere blink blink….”
I have to wind up the window as my cough worsens from the cold wind. It is so soothing listening to the soft drums at the background and Diana Krall makes this old French song comes alive again……I have heard a man’s version, but still like hers. This French friend, a photographer once told me that his grandmother loved this song very much. Well, I would tell my grandchildren about this song too, if I ever have.
A beautiful song……..
Monday, April 17, 2006
A 10mins lesson with God in my car
The traffic on the highway on Friday was horrible. Despite the rush hours, I was rather calm although I was kind of running late for my appointment. There are big trucks everywhere and usually I would avoid driving near them. When it comes to this situation, I had no choice but to travel alongside a big truck. No, he did not drive recklessly nor did he do anything that would put anyone near him in danger. But he did something which was highly unacceptable.
As I was traveling on the next lane near the rear of his truck, he SPAT! I could literally see the mucus, like greenish bullets, “fired” from window. Every drop of that landed on my car and windscreen. I was so disgusted. My goodness, I just washed my car! How would a normal person react in this situation? That is to drive up and STARE at him, right? I did, but his truck was so so big and tall that I could not see him from my seat. That nincompoop has a sun shield on his window. Damn…The hot weather and horrific jam were already unbearable and I was boiling inside… I really had the urge of showing him my, beautifully manicured centre finger, with nicely decorated nail arts.
BUT, I didn’t.
No point
If I did, that would make me a nincompoop too.
I asked Lord to calm me down. What would you do, Lord? Just then, He told me to pray for that driver. What?! The Lord has a unique and unfathomable way of handling things. Lord, he just spat at me and you are asking me to pray for him? I was so angry that I wished to curse the driver -pray that a flock of crows would fly over his truck and shit on him ALL at the SAME time, I started to pray in tongue, the Spirit led me to pray for his safety and others on the road. Not long after, I experience this wave of inner peace in me.
This is indeed God.
He showed me something else. He asked me to praise and be glad that I encountered this.
But why, Lord? Why rejoice? Rejoice on what? He prompted me to see the rear mirror and I saw a motorist. I could instantly feel His Fatherly laughter. He said “My child, I will not give you something you can’t bear. My Grace and Love is enough for you.” I started to give thanks for my car and that windscreen to shield me from the “bullets”. I gave thanks for having the ability to shield the “bullets” for that motorist. He would be in a worse situation than me if the “bullets” got him. The Spirit prompted me to Luke 6:27- 28 from the bible “But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you.” “My child, you have been doing it fine for the past months, do you notice that? Not only have you prayed for those who are unkind to you, you are also converting your misses for those you love into prayers. I heard you and I took good care of them all.”
Gee, He really hears me, man?! My, Living God! It gives me goose bumps. I went back to my shop and I read further. It is indeed a great revelation Abba wants me to have. He always prepares us before hand. He is so cool!
Everyday we may be “spitting” words of accusation, condemnation, criticism, words of hurt and insensitivity to people in our life – family members, friends, colleagues, bosses and strangers. God has already given us the ability to be the first to stop the cycle and should not expect or wait for others to initiate. Prayers can replace anger with laughter, hurt with comfort, unrest with joy, curses with blesses and misses with strength. Find strength in Him. He can work wonders in our life.
Hum…. Abba, since You are hearing me….. I bet You are working on my bigger prayers hahahahaha. yup yup yup :)
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
想
会到他去过的地方? 会座他座过的位子?会唱他唱过的歌?会走他曾走过的路?
会喝他喜欢喝的酒?会到MSN看他有没有上网?
想一个人和怀念一个人的区别是什么?
想- 没有感情或感觉。。。脑里浮现的只是他的样子。你可能还把他留在你的生活里。。。 。。。
怀念 – 包涵了感情和感觉。。。脑里是一部部的怀旧电影。他可能已在你的生命里,缺席。。。 。。。
有可能想和怀念同一个人吗?
哦,怀念已包含了想。。。。
你今天想了谁;怀念的有谁?
Friday, April 07, 2006
An evening - Recap
I always see the same people and they always say the same thing to me and I always reply the same back to them. This has been going on for almost two years. They have been saying the same things everyday for this long.
The techno music playing from the trishaws is very irritating, where’s the heritage? Or it has become commercial? There is always a super long queue of people waiting for taxis. I thank God that I no longer need to queue for my transport. I used to hate walking; I am a rather impatient person, like things to be fast, quick and convenient. But now walking kind of calms me after a long day at work.
Counting your steps, listening to your breathing, hearing your heart beats. Rhythm.
There are some people who permanent residing at the river bank. They have been there for the longest time, not sure since when. They would sleep on the benches while waiting for their catch – fishing. I wonder what happen to them if it rains.
There is a man, I think he is suffering from some mental problems, sometime he would smile and wave to the tourists and they would mock him. What's in his mind? What is he thinking about? What caused him to become insane? What kind of trauma did he go through before he reached this stage? Is it a choice to be insane?
In the underpass, there are two men basking, with the help of the echo in the tunnel, they sound rather ok. But they never seem to complete a full song. They sing without feelings but just for the sake of singing to get some money, it like putting the spirit of making music to shame. It is a pity that one's passion in music has dwindled due to the need to earn a living or a lack of appreciative audience. People walk passed them, hardly anyone stopped to listen. Most of the time, the baskers would just entertain themselves, jamming.
Reaching the opposite side of the river, the bungee is really exciting, you could hear the men and women screaming as the cabin shoot up into the air. I will try that one day. Challenging oneself needs alot of courage. It gives me a good reason to scream my throat out, that sour/bitter chocked air near my chest, because if you were to do that publicly, you would be labelled as insane.
It’s a relief as I reached my car, but I kinda dislike weekends as the partons to the poplular disco usually cause a traffic jam at the exit of the carpark. But I am comforted and contented from sitting in Jiu Jiu, my old purple car. An old buddy I take with me everywhere I go.
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Opening of a new chapter
The emotional turmoil which I’ve been battling with for the past 2 weeks has been miraculously resolved by the grace of God.
It was a roller coaster ride,
the joy from discovering a new friend, the excitement from getting to know her deeper, the puzzlement when we had a different opinion, the anxiety and tension which weighed down each meeting, the rejection and despondency which sent me into somewhat a spiritual warfare.
I push myself (harder) this time, to seek an answer to my innermost feelings which, I myself am a stranger to.
I played those words through my head again and again, spending my waking hours deeply disturbed by this drift that comes between me and her. The more I desire to let her into my world, the further she seems to be driven away from it. I was very exasperated and frustrated all of these because, I care for this opinion and I badly wanted to understand it, and be understood. I wish to be heard.
Today, I was touched by this short video I saw http://www.theinterviewwithgod.com/. It shot me that maybe the things I’ve been trying to justify are the mysteries which I shouldn’t struggle to put into words, because I simply cannot. His will is way far above any comprehension. I am thankful that He makes me see that the best action I could make towards dissimilarity is not retaliation but a show of understanding and tolerance. I believed that she had my good in mind when she shared her opinion and my wish to want to share with her who I truly am, did not pull through.
Although I still hold my stand which is different from others, I have learnt to present the grounds for my feelings, my thoughts and my behavior; at the same time respect that they may not buy my ideas. I learnt that, pride, is a creeping crook which come up to us when we’re least aware and take over our senses. The battle we had was unfortunately between our prides. With the grace of God, I am able to draw back because He has blessed me with a friend who is dear to me. Frankly, if it is by my own will, it will not be easy. But I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me, it becomes effortlessly.
I seek a closure to this chapter of my life and anticipate new chapters to come; I hope that this post will reach out to the friends I care for. Although I hold on to the principles in my life, I appreciate your presence around me to arouse my sensitivity to my environment and to challenge my take of life.
This experience, although traumatizing and hurtful, has let me discovered new truths about myself which I am eager to embrace. I am still learning everyday and although I am not a master even in my own life, I am not ashamed knowing that the grace of God on me is more than sufficient and it abounds in my weaknesses. I pray to God that one day He will touch your heart that special way He touched mine so that you too can experience the wonderful feeling that I cannot express, which touches me still. Shalom.
Reason, Season and Lifetime
What is reason?
The person was planted in your life to help you thru a phase and will have a deep impression because you share a period of your life with...
But when the person leaves, you don’t have to feel sad but have to accept because the purpose is done. After which the person has no "reason" to be in your life. It could be like project member, colleague, bosses or staffs.
People come and go for a reason.
Then what is season?
Season is like a good month.. It comes every year.
Like friends you party with, have fun with and spend time with.
Season comes and go……, there’s no need to miss, but will return.
What is lifetime?
Lifetime is like hmmm... maybe your buddy, your family, sometimes soul mates. You know, a person could be a "reason" who stayed on. Like you could have a friend...who was in your life to teach you something but you form a relationship...that you continually keep in touch down the years...
It means that lifetime is the little group of people who are left behind in your life; in your circle.
Do you have control over who to be reason, season and lifetime? Could people do that?
Maybe but it’s very tough…
So once we know that, it’s easier to accept. This thing is about understanding... Once you understand.., you will know and will accept.
Which one has more impact?
Lifetime, of course.
How does one know which is which? Only when they leave?
Yah, only when they leave. It’s kinda sad right? You will only realize when they leave.
But initially, you would treat them (new friends) like a season or reason or lifetime? What is your attitude towards them?
Hmmm…..maybe just friends. Then when you are done with them, you will categorize them. It’s for your own understanding.
But can you decide, at the beginning, who to be what since you can identify them - characters and personality; likes and dislikes?
Maybe cannot because you aren’t sure until they leave then you can see where they belong.
But you will know when you get to know them more along the way?
But how would you know it’s a lifetime until it’s a lifetime?
Then of course lifetime is hard to tell, season and reasons too.
So the easiest one to identify is season?
A staff could be reason. But if she ends up as a friend who don’t meet often; like a season or so in a year, then she becomes a season.
Does everyone start as a reason first?
Could be. Some will develop into lifetime.
Monday, April 03, 2006
Food for thought
Ecclesiastes 9:11- 12
“ …..The race is not to the swift
or the battle to the strong,
nor does food come to the wise
or wealth to the brilliant
or favor to the learned;
but time and chances happen to them all.
Moreover, no man knows when his hour will come:
As fish are caught in cruel net,
Or birds are taken in a snare,
So men are trapped by evil times
that fall unexpectedly upon them.”
从新认识我自己
主呀,你的安排可让我措手不及。上周可把我给想破脑袋。还好,唤醒了我沉睡已久的思考细胞。细胞呀,你可要争气呀,分裂倍增的快一点。
可不是,认识我两年的知己还在很努力的和我沟通。 “ok啦; 还好啦;不错啦。。。。。” 什么嘛。。。。 我怎么都没什么立场表达?!沟通可是双方面的,因为我的思想停顿;思路观念狭宰,导致我无法了解他的立场。 他可是爱心十足啊。亲爱的,我可真佩服你,你和一只蛮牛交往,真是对不起。不要说两年的朋友,认识不到两个月的朋友都给我气的五倥冒烟。
主呀,谢谢你,让我从新认识我自己,恢复我那开通宽阔正面的思想和观念。
奉主耶稣圣名
阿门。
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Encounter with Apocrita
I had difficulties going up the stairs to my carpark lot. Although they were dead, stepping on them gives me goose bums. Someone before me had created a small path among the dead bees. I had to tip toe and careful not to step on them. But I missed a few steps and I accidentally crushed some. The crispy sound and the liquid split out from them, Yeeeeewwwwwee…. Hummm, I wonder where is the remains of the queen bee?
I had my first close encounter with another species of apocrita when I was 8 yrs old, I mean, really close….
I was chasing some playmates in a field and I fell into a deep hole, my right leg was stuck in the hole. As I pulled myself up, that leg was covered with armies of red ants. I desperately jumped and slapped them off my leg with a slipper. Panic, sore from the bites, bruised from the smacking. :(
Such insects are superorganism, they move in colonies. I had my backpack invaded by big forest ants during my cadet inspector camp. It was dark in the tent and I had to reach into my bag to take something. I felt a sensation at my fingers and this sensation had moved very quickly across my whole arm. Imagine, you right arm is covered with hundreds of six legged fast crawling, big head with antennae creatures. Freak out!
Humph…. There is a bee hovering around me……. Are there more out there?
Which department to call for such emergency? HUH?!
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Full of anticipations
YN and I have been great duet since we met few years ago. Singing the familiar tunes, it was a heartwarming experience altogether. But this time round, she sang with more intensity and emotion. She just broke up in a relationship. This is a break up season; people around me have somehow ended their relationships. Comfortingly, the applause from the audience encouraged her.
We continued our own singing session in her house, unplugged. I sang as she strummed the guitar. I have not done this for a long time, the strings just sounded so perfect in the quiet night. I almost forgotten how to play but I was pretty ok when I started plugging the strings. We have agreed to jam more often.
Parting is not a bad thing after all. It gives you more time to discover yourself, learn new things about yourself; meet new people, experience new perspective in life. You may feel jaded sometimes but good friends are the one who keep you going. It is so blessed to know that there are friends who care, some who accept you as who you are, some who bother to tell you off to correct you. Thank God for them. The ride is full of adventures, you fall and bounce back on your feet, go on with life again. What’s next? You are in control of some and sometimes you are not. People may change, things may change. Appreciating details in life and leaping onto greater and higher expediency.
Full of anticipations. :)
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Facets of Personality
So, I am a Taurus but feel like a Libra and appear to others like Cancer. Hum….. interesting, I am a combination of earth, air and water. No wonder, my friends claimed that I am a difficult person to understand. Interesting indeed.
I was told today that I am melancholic and I see life rather negatively; I am judgmental and I am not open-minded. I was kind of taken aback by this comment, especially from a friend whom I just knew. At first, I disagreed with her. After I have given some thoughts to what she said and checking with my closest friends, we agreed that I am melancholic. But a China friend disagreed with us, she claimed this: “如果你是悲观和忧郁,那就不会有孟姜女了” Well, she sees me differently. To her I am sanguine. Its kind of funny that I am percieved to be such extreme by different people.
I think a lot. I like to express my feeling in writings, music and paintings. In this case, I talk lesser but I love to listen to people’s conversations, I don’t mind them going on and on, although sometime I would space out a little while then I would go the cycle again, listen - think – music/ paint/ write. You can say, I love being in this state of melancholy, the greatest poets and songwriters were melancholic to start with. The language, the words were so perfectly; melancholically beautiful. It reflects one’s true self, especially when one is at the pit. Of course, there are many beautiful songs and poems on happy, joyful stuff, perhaps, I am more interested to explore otherwise.
Stubborn as a bull, but striking a balance like a scale, I am fortunate to have Christ. While discovering the darkest side of the world, I am giving praises to His glory that He made me whole. I am glad that I am able to feel these temperaments: melancholic, sanguine, choleric and phlegmatic. I guess that is the difference between having Christ and not having Christ in one’s life. My life is like a stress ball, no matter how much you twist and squeeze it; it will still go back to the original shape. He is my refuge, my shield, my strength. In fact, I am proud to be melancholic or anything I want to be because He makes good in everything.
The sermon at church today was so like tailor-made for me. Pastor preached on rest. Rest in God's presence. People of the world could not comprehen why we behave in certain ways. We just take a different approach in life. He mentioned a very funny parable: dogs always bark at the moon, no matter how long or how loud it barks, the moon continue to shine brightly. Eventually, the dogs will be tired and stop barking. He said we are like the moon, we might come across many incidents that we are so out of place among the norm that we may be perceived as somebody we are not. People judge us because they think we are judging. Matthew 7:3 "why do you look at the speck of saw dust in your brother's eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?" Well, Jesus may be addressing to brothers and sisters in Christ. But shouldn't the people of the world apply it too?
Monday, March 20, 2006
Maybe you will......
Who can wrestle the intensity of this feeling? Maybe someone stronger will.
Tussling through the endless contemplation, conclusion is absence still.
Who can escape this senseless dilemma? Maybe someone stronger will.
Facing the uncertainty of the future, the present seems unfulfilled.
Who can resist the uttermost temptation? Maybe someone stronger will.
I will brave the waves and swim the deepest ocean, but I am afraid still.
Who can calm the sea and rest with me? Maybe someone stronger will.
I go down on my knees and say a little prayer, hoping, maybe You will…….
Sunday, March 19, 2006
Comfort Zone
What would you do when this particular place where you take refuge was invaded?
Suffer in silent? Declare a war? Tit for Tat?
Mine was invaded big time. It was totally unrecognizable. It was once a heaven now garbage. I felt that my world has come crumbling down. End of the world? Well almost!
Well, someone I know recently has taught me to “look at the positive side of things”.
It is very interesting to know that nothing could hit her hard; she is so cool about everything.
Alright, let me try……
Comfort Zone: My Room
Past Status:Heaven
Current Status: Garang Guni’s paradise
Past Emotion: Despondency
Current Emotion: (I told you I will try)
Well, it’s really ok to have my room messed up, especially I have really CLEANED it say TWO days ago. I need some exercises to lose some over flowing lard. I have also changed a FRESH set of bed sheets, but now the bed has become a platform displaying those little DUSTY things which are out of the box. It’s alright; I can wash that again, no big deal. A little DIRT is good for the body.
The already NOT-SO-BIG room I have now has new furniture in it. Welcome our new member, an office table as WIDE as my bed! Gee… My computer from the study room HAS migrated WITH the table INTO my room. I am experimenting a new way of toning my abdominal and butt muscles while typing on the keyboard by balancing my cute little ass at the wooden edge of my bed. Not forgetting, the right side of my butt has yet to recover from the stuns at the bowling alley.
Fantastically, my room has transformed into an all equipped SOHO. 80% of the appliances a household has are now in my room. Interestingly, I began to imagine myself living in Japan. Most houses in Japan look like this – the bedroom is the living room and the living room somewhat is the bedroom.
The blessing follows, there is a space on the floor JUST enough for me to sit down. And if I want to move around, I have to do the Chinese dance steps – 蜻蜓点水 (translation: skipping from point to point). I am also proud to have the world’s FIRST pyramid entertainment system. Allow me to describe to you, due to space constraint, the front speaker goes on top of the DVD player which is at the top of the 21’TV that is place at the top of the hi-fi. Overwhelmed by this goodness, I am also delighted that my guitar from each room has finally united. They are facing me yearning my “touch”.
It is really nice to count your blessings especially you are so down. I am feeling much better now and I shall go to bed with my printer and scanner as my companion.
Good night. Sleep tight, don’t let the BED BUGS bite. Itchy…… scratch scratch
吻
狂吻;热吻;轻吻;飞吻; 骚吻?
天啊! 两小嘴儿捧在一起撞出来的火花可有极大的花样呀。
激情的吻,好比被饵坏的乞丐, 触着就狂吃;狂咬 。什么滋味儿都没尝到。是充饥。
坠入情网的吻,滋味儿就像沾满巧克力的鲜草莓;含在口里甜滋滋的;草莓汁的酸甜不经意的蔓延每一道神经。 是触电。
相爱已久的吻,就如醇酒, 香农口感恰恰好。是柔情。
步入结局的吻,虚假;应酬;木头。亲他不如亲死鱼吧,至少还有鱼腥味儿。是敷衍。
你今天给的吻是啥?被吻的感觉又是啥?
Sunday, March 12, 2006
我知道我应该做什么。
上帝创造的世界都被包装得漂漂亮亮;这是世人要看的吗?
我曾避开虚伪选择了简单无忧的生活,再次的回返这空虚的世界竟然把我戏弄的糊里糊涂,不知所措。这毕竟不是我想要的生活。
这里的诱惑,情绪的波动太多太多。我想我很快就会厌倦。。。。。快了。没有什么可依恋的。还好,现在我所拥有的都是被我过滤剩下的宝藏, 让我十分安慰。
主呀,谢谢你的恩高。拥有圣灵引我分辩是非, 我知道我应该做什么。
Saturday, March 11, 2006
Fei Fei personifies LOVE.
Well, I guess I have to disappoint you…….
My mind was so preoccupied with the death of my pet rabbit, Fei Fei (fat fat) that I was not interested in what happened in my surrounding.
The pet food ran out, so I was driving around to look for that particular brand that my rabbits love to eat. I love them very much although I hardly have time to play with them.
I keep them in my workplace’s pantry; it is comforting just to see them during breaktime. They always have this stupid blur or rather space out look. Especially my Fei Fei. Every part of him would be still except his little nose, moving up and down…. Breathing….
He would lie against his window, gazing into space, enjoying the sunlight, listening to me singing “Jesus loves me, yes I know, for the bible tells me so……..” His ears would tilt towards my direction and move to the pitch of my voice.
Last night, he seemed fine. He was eating his favorite food and he was happy, I could see that. I turned away for a second and heard him coughing, sneezing and vomiting. He was tying to clear his nose with his fore legs. He was choking. I carried him out of the cage; he was struggling and gasping for air. Usually I could hear his breathing but last night his nose was moving yet there was no sign of breathing. I held him and pray in the Spirit hoping he could recover soon. His body was weaker, he could not stand and eventually he collapsed. He was gasping but lied motionless, I could not feel his heartbeat and I was scared. “Please don’t die on me, Fei. Please…..” Panic as I was, I finally braved myself to suck out the yellow liquid from his mouth and nose. Nothing came out. I have leant CPR, but not on animals. I was so helpless. Holding his still warm body, I was shivering from the shock. He would usually struggle when I tried to hold him but this time; he lied still in my arms.
Fei Fei personifies LOVE. He is always there for you. You feel safe and secure; you drool soundly in your sleep knowing you have him. He gives you TLC, he brings laughter and joy. He is the cause that makes you smile stupidly to yourself. He is the reason you ran home that day right after work. He is the excuse you reported sick. He puts together your face muscles to frown when he is not behaving himself.
When he screamed, you attended to him. When he “shit on your head” you forgave him. When he scratched you, you healed you own wounds. When you want to hold him, he shows you his backside. When you thought you have missed him, he is right at your feet. He likes to play hide and seek with you.
And you thought you have managed him well; providing foodie, toys and your presence. When he is leaving you, you desperately tried means and ways to save him. When he is really gone, you finally gave up, wipe your tears and move on.
Sigh……………bye bye Fei Fei……………….
(Ylang Ylang is burning……….. It soothes my migraine……… Hum…………..But, it has aphrodisiacal effect too, right? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Shallow and superficial
You can see many species of hominid, fascinatingly observing them in action. Some were cruising while others were in pairs. Sometime I really wonder if the pairs still find irresistibility in one another. Others were very obviously looking for “multi-nights stand”. What’s that? Well, this is a lingo my friends use to describe “a friend who enjoys special benefits). No string attached.
There were some gorgeous people around. Parties usually need to have pretty faces to draw some crowd though. It is an ART to wear pretty faces as masks. Conversations were shallow; the “Hi” was plastic. What do you expect? People are out just to have fun. Yup, have fun, having fun flirting. It’s like collecting medals to boast about. They have abundant affections and attention from these pathetic fellow mankind, following you around, like bees to honey. They are hoping that the medal bearing their name would be placed in a more obvious location on your body. Well, both are willing parties. It’s pretty amusing game to play. You like it you stay, if you don’t you leave or better, start another one yourself.
Where can you find some sincere people around this time? Tough luck.
Quote from Constance Fenimore Woolson’s Love Unexpressed
“The sweetest notes among the human heart-strings are dull with rust; The sweetest chords, adjusted by the angels, are clogged with dust; ……”
Where can you find real people?
Love, affections and attentions from people who adore you are so easily available these days; I sometime take these privileges for granted. I regard these as privileges because I see them as God’s favors. I don’t deserve them but it is His Grace that I am enjoying it. I am constantly reminding myself and meditating on His Sozo. I thank God for my wonderful family and friends; my business and my customers; my pair of hands to create more beautiful works in His glory; I thank Him for giving me a heart that can still love and be loved. That is the greatest different between a child of the world and a child of God. I am not perfect, I am nothing, but at least God still loves me. Only in Him I can find real and true joy. Hearts may fail you, people may hurt you, He will never.
Well I am going to another party tonight. There will be more interesting stories to share. Cheers.
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Have you ever wonder who will miss you when you leave this world?
I dream of May Wan, my late sworn sister, countless nights since she left. The impact on her husband is much dramatic than anyone…..
5 years…… I thought he would have moved on but his sms to me this afternoon reflected the opposite. Many lonely and painful nights, the recollections of her presence…. The places they went to still leave traces of sweet sorrows. How did he go through the days without her? How did he go through moments when he needed her comfort? It’s heart rending.
In his heart, there’s love, abundant love for her, yearning for her. I am sure she knows his heart. It is a blessing to be able to love and being loved. She may be out of sight but not out of his heart and mind.
There are occasions that people close to me said that I must not leave first. They don’t want to go through the trauma. What about me? Do I look like a person who could handle watching my love ones leaving?
坚强的外表让你们肯定我能接受离别?如果我必须面对,我无法选择。
上帝已安排好了,只好顺着暗流到终点。
Monday, March 06, 2006
I will miss you ……….forever….
“humpm……is that Jane?” A voice of a man?!
Prank call?
“You are Rachel’s sworn sister right? She told me a lot about you…..”
PRANK CALL?!
“You came to our wedding…..I am her husband……..”
Oh my …. Something bad, bad news? She is hospitalized? Which hospital?
“Rachel has passed away two days ago……”
Crashed………….my world crashed………………………..
Jie, we are supposed to have tea and shopping together. You are supposed to be my first client.
Why are you lying there? Why you look so pale? Why are you not smiling at me when I am in front of you? Why can’t I hug you? The coffin feels hard and cold. You don’t belong there………You are life who gives me life, your laughter bring joy to me.
I don’t have the courage to see you at your tablet. The once playful and joyful sis I had, now her remains is in the urn.
I cannot accept, till now, I still see you in my dreams……are you trying to tell me something?
I am going to see you on your birthday this year……See you 8 March…..
I really miss you, Jie……
I miss you….
Jie, we were supposed to meet for tea at your new house. I was sorry that I could not make it during Chinese New Year. You promised me that you will give me a big Ang Bao.
Somewhere in end April
Yes, I have received your forwarded SMS, it was really nice to get a heartwarming greeting from you. I am sorry that I did not reply. I procrastinated……
Thank you for remembering me
We take for granted many people in our life. A hello is procrastinated, a visit is postponed, a birthday is forgotten, a praise is given stingily? How much effort does it take to do this simple yet very significant gesture? It may not be to you, but it is to the receiver. If you have one minute to spare, pick up the phone now and call them. Say something nice. Don’t be like me……. Regrets for life.
Many years have past, I was so soaked in my own world, blaming God and the whole world and of course myself for landing where I was at that time. Many downs than ups, I was practically looking down all the time. I almost had forgotten how beautiful the clouds are and how blue the sky is.
Just when I was driving aimlessly, not knowing where to go, I received a phone call. “Shall I pick up? But I am not in the mood to talk” ……… the caller was persistent so I answered. “Hey, is that you, Jane? Guess who am I?” I thought to myself “Oh man, stop the crap, I am not in the mood for this….” I was unfriendly “ I dunno, you tell me…”
“This is Rachel…”
“Rachel who?”
“Your sworn sister May Wan, Rachel…”
Oh my goodness, I have not hear this voice for a very long time. We have lost contact since I was 19 years old. I was 26 then. She was 28. My heart was so full of joy, the same voice that comforted me when I was so down and out. God has sent her back to me this time.
“Hey, I am getting married, pleasssseee come to my wedding k”
2001 December
She was so beautiful in her gown. Like a princess. I stood outside the entrance to peep into the banquet. I was so happy to see her again. She caught me standing at one corner. She ran over and threw a big bear hug at me. I miss that hug.
She was much slimmer compare to school time. Skinny is the word. She told me she has been sick, having fever, in and out of hospital and doctor could not detect anything. But she was so full of life at the wedding. The same laughter, the same smile, that once warmed my heart. The solace I felt once again when I thought my world was crumbling down.
Rachel and I were back like schooldays again.
The imprint in Junior’s life
During school’s open house, Junior visited many booths set up by ECA groups. She has always wanted to join NPCC, smart uniforms, cool is the word. She walked towards a station where rifles and guns were displayed. The eagerness from holding one of these gadgets was shown on her face. “Come, hold this. Don’t be shy….” A girl in smart uniform smiled and handed Junior a heavy rifle. “You must join us, its very fun. You can fire this and this revolver too. Live!” The warm and liveliness of this person touched Junior at the very innermost pit. Junior had never experienced this kind of amiable touch from anyone, definitely not from her own sister. Junior signed up and anticipated the trills and adventures this ECA could bring.
The girl in uniform Senior became Junior’s officer-in-charge. Junior strived to be the best in any activities. That is her principle in life. Junior had many opportunities working with Senior and through the time they established a strong bond. Other cadets in the squad were boycotting Junior then, due to some childish and nincompoop reasons. For one donkey year, Junior has only one Malay friend (God bless her for being a faithful friend) and Senior was always by her side, mentoring her.
Junior loves bus journeys; she loves to take the same bus with Senior. They never talk much, the only companion was each other and of course a walkman. They would listen to Allan Tham’s songs and more and they have made “Eternal Flame” their song.
Two years has come to past, their friendship strengthened even though they were seeing their first boyfriends. They were there for each other when their boyfriends left them. They shared many laughter and joy; sadness and tears. Junior could remember vividly the first time she saw Senior cried. The silent weeping could no longer hold………she cried her heart out. The same history repeated when Junior’s relationship failed. What raced through Senior's mind was the kind of emptiness which had once crept into her heart, and to see it happening again, this time on Junior, she was momentarily lost for words. Could anyone even understand the intensity of the moment? They were sitting in a park near her house, the familiar song was on air….Senior pat Junior on her head and said” I have always wanted a younger sister, but too bad I am the youngest in my family. Can you be my younger sis? I would be very proud to have a talented sportswoman as my sister.”
Happiness from these is just temporal.
Junior has made daddy and mummy proud for excelling both academically and in ECAs. She was pursued by this teacher to study in his school and of course to play in his basketball team. She is touched by his passion and sincerity therefore she made that school her first choice on her list. In her mind, she just wanted to become a better player under his care. And she did.
Junior later discovered her other talent, in Track & Field. She trained very hard. Trice a week before and after school. Winning medals, breaking school’s records, receiving both school and zone awards, but deep down she was empty. The tight training schedule and juggling studies had made her a loner. She had very few friends. Who doesn’t like to hang out with friends at MacDonald’s or go shopping? There was this opportunity cost thingy. She was so focused on what she was doing and did not give much thought about it.
She was amazed by her tonnes of energy during that time. Under her belt, she had NPCC as uniform group, school basketball team captain, VP of Track & Field, librarian, National youth basketball and a player in her primary school Alumni basketball team. Teachers and principal were worried. But this was how she kept herself occupied because she was lonely both in school and at home. She missed her parents but she could understand that they were working hard for the family. She has an elder sister but she was not close to her. She hated her sister because her sister had read her diary. She hated it when her innermost feelings were exposed and mocked on.
All those she has achieved had no impact in her life. To her it was a norm. Those above were to illustrate that one could achieve so much yet own nothing. People of the world strive to achieve money fame and status. But when they have them, are they truly happy?
Happiness from these is just temporal.