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15 November Dun F-Around With these Singapore LadiesClearly, not very proud to show-off these cases but maybe we can show the world some true Singapore Flavour in the ASPEC Summit. These fierce individuals not only swear foul words, they may also kick your balls. Who needs the "Woman's Chapter" when our iron ladies are so tough and independent! So, the next time you deal unfairly with a Singapore lady, (for balls' sake) think twice about your consequences. You have been warned. Since Obama is in town - Let's get him to do a motivation speech about CHANGING BEHAVIOUR in our Uncanny Way of Life. Clearly, we must CHANGE. First, change the topic of conflict. Make it purposeful, those are so so petty issues. Second, change the way these video were being captured. (Dude, HOLD THE Fu*king camera phone better!) Third, change the venue of the videos - why majority of these conflicts happen on SMRT or in some kind of Transit? Fourth, change the actresses - why are these woman always old, 40s and fat? Menopause? Can we have someone younger! Lastly, change the man-in-action! Where are the macho Singaporean Man, the NS-men when we need them??? These videos are making our men look so so so weak in handling the uncontrollable iron ladies. Instead of shooting the footage, man, get in ACTION. We must CHANGE. Really PISS OFF!
It is one of the few strange things about Hong Kong that I can never understand. And it is one of those that pissed me off a lot! There are many shopping malls and office blocks (be it small or big) in Hong Kong that are in this "sick and stupid" trend of locking up toilets. It is not because their bowls and taps are made of gold..but most of the mall toilets are "meant for tenant only" (and not for its shoppers!). If that is the case, why bother to open a mall? If you need to use the toilet, you need to get a key from the tenants. Last weekend, one of my favourite mall "Winsor House" joined this sick trend and started locking up its toilets. I have to walk around the entire mall looking for the one and only toilet or the shoppers - which was located at the basement. And when I reached there, I saw a long queue of women. Trust me, it was long - about 30 ladies! Lucky for me, the queue for the Gent was so much shorter - only about 5 people in the row. Outside the toilet, I saw pregnant women and old ladies and children in the queue. The management who made this decision to lock the toilet probably didn't understand the needs of a pregnant lady or the elderly! The cleaner was there and she unlocked the door for the ladies. Instead of being praised for her acts, the security manager in suit reprimanded the cleaner. "Do not let the shoppers use the toilet lah" he said to her in that typical snobbish tone! Man, for that spilt second, I felt like slapping his dick-face!
That was it! It pissed me off so much that I went straight to their customer service counter and yelled at the poor receptionist. I cannot see the logic at all! The mall rather let their shoppers spend quality time queuing for the loos than shopping and spending money? That was just so fu**king STUPID! In fact, Winsor House was undergoing "upgrading works" now - an it says "let your shopping desire flow" on one of their hoardings. Yes, let my shopping desire flow elsewhere! The whole shopping experience was so lousy! To my bigger horror, I later found out that the toilets were only locked on weekends (when it was also the busiest period!) ! This is certainly ridiculous! And after some observation, I suspect the ill-intention of the management. There were a lot of foreign workers gathering around the mall - my guess is they may not want these people to use the toilets. And if my assumption is true, then it will be a bigger sin - the management is simply racist! Last Tuesday, the operation manager called me to "smoke" me with their standard "customer-service script". I interrupted her speech and gave her a hostile lecture about shopper marketing. Seriously, if they can't afford to keep the toilet opens, why bother to run a mall? And if they are worried about the non-shoppers who just come and use their toilets - they can simply put a cashier outside each toilet. Better still, shut down your mall entirely! 1 October A DreamIt is a loop that one father can never complete. I was there the 1st second of Elkan's life. It has always been my wish to see Elkan grow up and accompany him throughout his life to my very last breath. And at times, I can't help but wonder who will be Elkan's companion at his final days. Will my Elkan be happy always...and has a doting family and loved ones who will be by his side when his time is up? I had this strange dream before. I dreamt of knowing an old man who came to visit me during my final days. My parents and friends have long gone. Even Felicia is gone too. This old man became my best friend quickly. For some strange reasons, it was more than such the companionship that this old man gave me. It was his assurance about my family future that he painted so confidently. I trusted him and confided in him a lot. In this future of mine, I was a lonely old man like my granny. Staying alone, every day, I longed for my son's visit. Every day, I browse thousands and thousands of digital photographs of my past. Without fail, this old man visited me every night for dinner. And he was very keen and all ears about my tales about my youth. I wish it was Elkan or Felicia - for there are so much tales in me for them. I wish I could record down for them somehow.
On the last day of my life, I have Elkan by my side. Time was slipping and I can only say so much. Braving my last breath, I told Elkan that I have so much to tell him but never had the chance. I assured Elkan that I have lived a fruitful life. He was in his mid-40s. I can't felt Elkan's presence like when he was just a kid. It was just so adult. So different. So distant. The old man was there too in my dream. He arrived with a gift and a cake. My deathday cake and gift? I open the gift and saw a very very old toy. A familiar one indeed. It was the first toy that I have given Elkan on his 1st birthday. Those long forgotten memories came back in flashes. Sitting beside me, the old man held my hands. At my last breath, the old man held me close and whispered these touching words in my ears "Dad, I travel back in time for you. And I want to tell you I will remember every tale and every word you said to me. I did miss you." It was Elkan - in his 80s - traveling back in time for me.
This is indeed a dream I will never forget. I woke up with a very very heavy heart. I went to my son's bedroom and kissed him before I left for work. (I had this dream back in 2007. And today, I watched a great movie - that reminded me so much of this dream I had. A movie that touches hearts like no others. A very romantic and beautiful tale about a time-travel man and his wife. Do watch it if you can - The Time-Traveller's Wife.)  18 August My Dream Home This is my shortest Singapore trip ever (only 20 hours) - Yet for some strange reasons and urge, I told myself that I need to stop by my granny's old house to take a look. I managed to do that on my way to Changi Airport this morning. It has been more than 7 years since I last stepped into this compound. Everything has changed. Not just granny's old house but the entire street looks very different now. Overgrown and untrimmed bushes and old-looking house. This place has lost its glow and warmth. It was a street that housed many generations of people. During the good old days like Mooncake Festival and Chinese New Year Eve, this place was a carnival. You see children running, adults chatting in front of the yards and neighbours greeting each other. It was a fantastic and homely neighbourhood - filled with sincere Kampong spirit. Sadly, all these were history. I spent about 15 minutes at granny's old house. It was vacanted...The rusty gate (last painted by me back in the early 90s) lost its shine. The metal swing which accompanied us during our childhood stood there. Nature has taken a big toll here. The upper floor where granny used to drop down the house key for me was being recognition. Looking up at the balcony (where I spent many night sleeping), I wish I can see that familiar face again. I pushed open the door. It wasn't locked. Everything is neat inside. There was a black cat sitting calmly there. I saw granny's tablet. I closed my eyes and paid my respect to her. 3.jpg) 4.jpg) Saying goodbye to this place was difficult. Granny used to walk me to the gate and waved goodbye to me. She will be standing there, looking at my departuring figure. I used to walk home from her place. A long walk to my Eunos flat - 20 minutes. Back then, I had all the time in the world. Walking was a leisure. I tried looking around for familiar faces... my childhood friends had moved away. I spent the last 2 minutes talking photo of the "drainage expressway" where I used to catch guppies and spiders. This drain is an expressway connecting to my primary school and Malacca Hotel. Today, it is still accessible. For sure (and by God's blessing), I will want to buy this place and restore it back. Not only putting back the bricks and tiles but also relive the true ties of a family gathering. This wasn't the best looking house or of unique architecture.. For it is more than just any property estate. This is place where I spent many of my happiest moments (with my cousins and granny). It is part of my hertiage and family history. It is also the place that reminded me the very true meaning of "FAMILY" and "LOVE". 
15 August The 1st Gadget That I Fell in Love With...
That year was 1984 at Katong Shopping Centre. I clearly remember where I first saw this gadget and it had me mesmerised for the next 2 and a half decades. I was only 9 years old. Looking at it through the glass window of an old clock shop, I stared at it for a long 10 minutes. It was that moment that time froze this love and memory in my mind. It was selling for SGD120 back then - a price tag I certainly cannot afford. For the next 25 years, I have seen more fancy, hi-tec clock devices (mirror clock, LED clock etc), nothing comes this close to my heart. For so many years, I have been searching for the one I saw in Katong Shopping Centre. Since I started working (back in my poly-days), I have been looking out for it. Many times, I found myself looking into clock shops in Singapore, hoping to find it again. Even in Hong Kong, whenever I walked past an antique clock shop, I will peep inside. For so many years, Felicia followed me to those shops...and I can never describe this device to her or the shop-owners. 2 weeks ago, while doing some innovation research online, I bumped into this clip on U-Tube. Though not the original wooden one, I managed to trace the links and found an online shop selling it! (Many online shops have ran out of stock on this). I paid USD100 and had it air-flown over to my office. It was a life commitment - a promise I made when I was only 9 (I promised to own this one day) ...and now, it is right in front of my eyes....It is a kind of joy and satisfaction I can't explain. Afterall, I have been searching for this for 25 years! Invented by Harley Mayenschein (http://www.idle-tyme.com/), his masterpiece has commercialised by many manufacturers (including Mattel in the 1980s). Harley was an employee of Motorola and one of his greatest works transmitted this famous 1969 quote from space "one small step for man, a giant leap for mankind". Inspired by the gumballs his granddaughter played in his home workshop, Harley invented this "Rolling Ball Clock" in 1978. First started as a hobby (and gifts for friends), Harley's clock became a big hit amongst his community. He then quitted his job at Motorola and set up his company to start producing these clocks. Coincidently this June 2009 (just last month!), Harley's son (also named Joe) is setting a business to bring back his dad's legacy. On the website, he spoke about his late father's invention and his intention to bring back the originals! I am so thrilled that I place an order on line with him! Can you imagine it - talk about the right timing - I may be able to get the ORIGINAL WOODEN-CRAFTED BALL ROLLING CLOCK! (Just 1 hour again, Felicia was commenting that it should look good if it is made of wood) Time roll by fast. But there are some love in life that stays strong and loyal through the test of time. Now, looking at how Elkan mesmerising by this device, it brought back the sweet good old days memories of my childhood at Katong. Surely, I wasn't very far from Elkan's age when I fell in love with this. 8 July Her Greatest Dad  It was more than a farewell celebration of a King. No massive crowd or as dramatic like Princess Diana's. Michael's memorial service was filled with the most touching moments and tributes - from his friends and family. Soulful performance by his friends, mentors and his brother. Songs were well picked and performed - I'll be There, Gone Too Soon, Smile, We're the World. Candid and strong speeches by those Michael has touched. Like what Michael's best friend, Brook said, this will be the night of celebration - we should all smile and not cry for Micheal. Compelling, she said that, holding back her tears on stage. The most touching moment of his memorial came at the very final minute. The last voice who paid tribute to Michael was his daughter, Paris. Struggling to hold back her tears, his 11-year old daughter applauded Michael for being "the greatest dad". Short simple words - Her emotional expression, tears and sadness for her beloved dad was so deep and heart-felt. A very touching moment that makes me realise Michael is more than just an extraordinary world icon but also, he is afterall a loving, doting dad. 27 June MJ Lives On
Like most Legends, Michael Jackson lives on. His songs, his moon-walks will be icons for many generations to come. And like most Legends, he died young. He still have so many more good years to give. And more blissful moments to spend with his own children. And heal our world. 15 June Relics of my Life If I remember correctly, this should be my 2nd birthday in Hong Kong (I spent my first one back in 2006 with Nick at LKF). I have a very different birthday celebration this year. No dramatic surprise birthday guest this year - (2005 Wahbiang Surprise in KL, 2007 Juliana Surprise in Shanghai, 2008 Duuk and Juliana Surprise in Shanghai). No JC karaoke concert... and no violent "water parade incident" like the 2008 eve. My birthday celebration began 4 days ago. I received a very big and expensive birthday gift (Sony PS3) from 17 different friends. What was special wasn't in the value of this gift but the effort to coordinate such a massive collaboration of good-wishes from Hong Kong to Singapore. I was indeed very touched by their gesture and excitement. Compared with what we did to poor Meijie 14 years ago (we only paid the phone deposit for him), I was indeed blessed. My friends paid the gift in full - all I need is to go to the shop and pick my favourite titles and the console. (Yeah! It is coming tomorrow!!!) My Hong Kong Kakis (Hong Fei, Harshad, Zeph) spent lots of time with me and my family over the weekend - doing life-threatening stunts + losing good money in Macau and enduring the thunderstorm on Sunday night celebrating my birthday. Not to forget their distinctive G-String creation which will take me god-damn decades to erase from my mind. Back in office - I have the comfort from my 3+1 (Alice, Kitty, Tracy + Nelson) angels. Living through endless hell and suffering constant "non-sexual abuses" from me - they struggled so much just to keep my record clean. Together with the jolly-good Frenchman, my angels watched my back so well that I have nothing to worry whenever I go for "break". This must be my busiest day on FACEBOOK, MSN and SMS. Thanks for all your kind greetings and wishes (from USA to UK, Dubai to Shanghai). I have a fulfilling life - so there is really nothing much more to wish for - except wishing good health and wealth for my loved ones.  This morning, my lovely wife surprised me with her first (also mine) home-made birthday cake! She woke up quietly at 5am this morning to bake this special cake for me. It was awfully tasty! (I just found out that she has done a couple of "cake-experiments" during those days when I was not in HK. Poor Elkan - hope he didn't have to do any lab-test for mummy!) My wife never failed to surprise me. Also today, I received a very special (and priceless) gift from Tracy. She has spent a couple of months "laying out my online blog" into a real book! She ACTUALLY published my 1st Blog Book (2004-2009 Jo's Thoughts)!!! It is a 100-page hard-cover book with all my blogs and pictures! Finally, my 1st COFFEE-TABLE Book! (And guess what, she actually sell this book on the internet!) This was the reason why she has been "isolating" herself in her bedroom for some nights and weekends. Now, I felt so guilty (for scolding her "anti-social"). I was very touched by her efforts. 34. Blissful. Happy. Still quite healthy. Slightly overweight. Can drive, can't park. Still the same rude, straight-talker prankster inside. Thank you all for being here with me on my very special day. 3 June Learning from the PastTomorrow is the 20th Anniversary of the bloody massacre of the June 4th Incident. Many didn't know this - the real assult actually began at 10:30pm on June 3rd. It was a long night of violence and bloodshed (and confusion). By 6am on June 4th, the protesters had been cleared and the Chinese reclaimed back the square. To many, the Tiananman Incident was a terrible sin committed by the Chinese Communist. Before we joined the millions of free-thinkers and peace-lovers, condemning the bloody massacre which took place 20 years ago, we have to take a 2nd perspective at the incident. Let's not be affected or influenced by the numbers of people who died there that night. Over the last week, a minority of protesters setup roadshows to promote campaign of awareness about June 4th. I respected their effort but frown on their messages. It was setup in a sensational manner, evoking hatred amongst the innocent minds, screening bloody images of dead bodies and emotional messages. They wanted us to remember this date when thousands of innocent students and civilians died. It was cruel, I admit. But many failed to see the bigger picture. I am one of those lucky souls who managed to get the real-life account from a real Tiananman survivor. He was 19 and he led 100 students from Shanghai to lend their hands and voice to the call for reform in Beijing. China was a hungry giant 20 years ago. A gathering (on 15th April) that was meant to mourn for a passing leader, Hu Yaobang, grew into a stronghold of protesters who wanted to bring change to the Chinese Government - unfortunately - that leading to a bloody crackdown on 4th June. For the first 2-3 weeks, the students held peaceful protest and even sat side by side with the soldiers. The Beijing residents were sympathetic towards the young soldiers and students, they even cooked and provided clean clothings for them. The youth back then loved their nation, they wanted new change in their country. Soldiers, students and civilians mingled together as one. All the students and workforce demanded was a dialogue with the "leaders" to change the system. However, it was a messy situation where there was no clear leadership and demands from the masses. The procastination of the Chinese leaders didn't help too. They were in their own internal conflicts. You have Deng and Li Peng on one camp and Zhao on the other. Even the military had different opinion about the situations. As the number of protesters grew over the entire China (not just Beijing), the situations went out of control. Suddenly, overnight, there were hidden agendas amongst the protesters. What was a simple and pure reform protest had evolved into something bigger. The influx of western media and government influence only fueled the panic of the Chinese Government. Suddenly, there were new groups of students prompting others to commit suicide for the "love" of their countries. There were some students walking around with "American VISA" issued by the US Embassy, promoting other students to fight the Chinese Government - they claimed they will be protected by the American Government. There wasn't the original unity and single-minded reform call. It was a chaotic time of desperations, confusions and frustrations. 1 week before the bloody incident, there were calls to bring down the central government - it was an agenda that some of the students didn't agree. They wanted reform, but they never want to tear their country apart. Knowing the situation was getting out of control, my friend decided to bring his students back to Shanghai. He left the square on the 2nd of June. If he had left 24 hours later, he would have lost his life there. The soldiers were no longer sitting side by side with the students. In fact, during the final days, the soldiers were begging the students to go home. The soldiers knew "something" was going to happen but most of their pleas went unheard. The army even flew chopters over the square, dropped flyers, telling the students and civilians to go home. The 1st casualties of June 4th weren't the students. They were the innocent police and army officers. As the situations got tense over the final week before the crackdown, a group of protesters attacked the soldiers and policemen. Many officers were burned to death. From a logical and peaceful demonstration, the crowd was becoming more violent and insane. The crowd was planning to take down the entire government. Some students set themselves on fire for western media to cover. Hundreds went on deadly hunger strike. These student leaders were abusing "democracy" to justify their senseless actions (didn't that sound like how some extreme minds used religions for the right to kill!?). Given a situation like this, the Chinese government was faced with limited choice. The world was expecting the government to bow down. Taking a swift and deadly gamble, the Chinese troops took out all the protesters with full force. Within 8 hours, the crowd was compromised and hundreds, if not thousands lives were lost that night. It was an unpopular move. But this is one way to keep a Giant intact. China, 20 years ago, cannot afford to have any civil unrest or worst, civil wars. If the demonstration was successful and there was no succession of power, it will crippled the entire nation into a lawless state. Billion of lives will be at stake and millions lives will be lost in the process to put "the right power" back in place. We need evolutionary changes to achieve revolutionary result. And not creating revoluntionary changes to achieve an evolutionary move. Look at the previous successful demostrations in Indonesia and Thailand. When the Indonesian government was taken down by a group of "new AGE people" (who claimed to know how to run a better country), the entire country went into chaos! For weeks, you have different camps of leaders who claimed authority in this State of Lawlessness. Riots, rapes, murders took over. The already corrupted police and army were simply helpless in the process. Jobs were lost, houses were torn down, schools were torched and many lives were lost. So, ask yourself, what good did the demonstraters gain in the end. They won the government but they failed to take over the leadership. Now looking at Thailand, how many more changes of heads are required before we see another golden era of Thailand! Some of my associates have often laughed at USA for being the stupid "world big brother". Certainly, I do see the need for a World Leader. For balance and stability. The absence of one such leader will only lead us back to the days of power-struggle between neighbours. Without a clear leader, middle-sized countries would want to exert their presences in different regions. Imagine the old days right after the colonist left... didn't we enter a time of internal / cross border conflicts. And clearly, for the sake of the smaller and weaker nations, let's keep the annoying USA presence alive. The June 4th Incident was an unfortunate (unavoidable) event but it did help to prevent a bigger and more serious issue that we cannot contain. Look at China today, it has moved forward and opened up vastly and fast. It is making leaps to the economic reforms beyond what the masses were dreaming back then. Looking back, the heroes didn't died in vain. They did brought change to the country they loved so dearly. However, this will be a ongoing process for many generation to come. Sadly, we were all disturbed by the alarming death toll of June 4th. If this is a number game, please pay attention to this death toll of the Irap War. Clearly, no one beats the US-led force who is still in Iraq with a "daily live death toll", now up to 4,306 military death (not to mention about the innocent civilians who lost their lives too). Shouldn't we use our right energy to put a stop to something that we still can prevent? (p.s. My heart goes to those who have lost their innocent lives fighting for the one thing they believed in. You didn't died in vain.) 24 May Cool Hokkien Phases! It is no wonder why my Hong Kong friends mistaken our rough Hokkien phases as Jap words. Now we know... Hokkien can be so kawaii! Long Live Kanena Ninabu! 19 April What is wrong with this world!?I am surrounded by numerous unreal fake people. People who packaged themselves to look good yet they are rotten deep inside. People who are educated yet possess the lowest class of moral. People who pretend to be friends yet all they wanted are benefits from you. Worst are those who gossip endlessly - they just make you feel negative in life!
There is something terribly wrong with our education. I kept seeing such low-graded human beings everywhere I go. These are people who need to find an scheming excuse to live another day. These are people who need to make someone else look so bad so they feel better about themselves. And there are many people who just can't stop finding faults. Worst of the kinds - people who are so damn well-versed with laws and policies - they can use their bible to excuse them from their wrongdoings. What is wrong with these people? There is something wrong about the society that I am living in!
Haaa.. this is not my 1st wake-up call about the "REAL WORLD". What puzzled me is why our society allows us to glorify such indecent souls and many times, we have to silently endured their existence? Where are the good days of old codes of conducts? The biggest irony is - I found people who are working in the "less glamorised" trades more upright and honest about themselves. And many of them don't even have a degree!
Last week, I joined a friend drinking in China. It was a horrible pub - I saw drunk men in suits grabbing the poor waitresses and molesting them. One of them even put his hands under a waitress's blouse - the pub managers just stood there and looked! (I dare these fuckers to do that in Singapore!) I chatted with the waitress who served our table - why would she want to work in such environment for that little money? She said "I know people in our trade don't get much respect. But it is a decent job for me to pay off debts?" "No, that is not what I meant... I was saying you can always find another job. It is not worth the mental torture with such small petty tips." I told her. "I know I have other options. I am just too impatient to clear the funeral debts back home. My dad and grandfather passed away 6 months ago and things changed overnight. My mother is old and sick. I have to come out here to work so she need not to work so hard to pay off the debt." she said. "How much is the debt?" I asked. "We are in debt of RMB5000." she said. "This job is good. With good tips, I can make about RMB2,000 a month here. Back home, I can only make RMB800 as a factory girl. But don't worry for me, I should be going home soon with the money... In fact, I am leaving end of April. I want to go home and reunite with my mum and younger brother." From her eyes, I can sensed that she missed home a lot. She is only 18! How thoughtful and mature she is. She didn't complain much about her poor life. In fact, she put on the bravest and brightest smile that night. Life is hard for her and her family, yet she is so positive and honest. She has one of the toughest job here, yet she took it well and good. No complain, no gossip - just being hardworking and focused on her task. When we later chatted about her "trip home", she told me it will take her more than 30 hours to go home as she is taking interstates train. I asked her why don't she just take a 2-hour flight. "My money is hard-earned cash. I have lots of free time. I am not rushing anywhere. I can saved RMB500-700 taking train!" She explained. I was very touched by her words. Before I leave the pub, I passed her RMB500 at the door. To my surprise, she returned me the money. "Thanks for being such a nice customer. But I do not need your money." she said. "No...those are the tips for your service tonight, girl." I insisted. "Sir, please don't do this. You gave me RMB500 because of the story I told you. I am really fine. You have already gave me a RMB100 tip just now." "Look, just say it is a treat from me. Please accept it." I insisted again. She stood there...shaking her head, smiling shyly at me and walked away. No, she didn't take the money. I kept it in my wallet. I left the pub. It is time like this when I do feel there is hope in our rotting society. In this small pub, nowhere in Guangzhou, I met a normal girl with that basic sense of grace. Back to my city life, glamour-job - with beautiful educated people. Sadly, nothing comes close here. Back at the train station, I overheard a conversation. A boyfriend was shopping for a necklace for his girlfriend. "Yes, these crystals & silvers are cheap and beautiful. But they are not real. They will turn yellow and rust easily. I know I cannot afford many real ones but I will still wait for the day when I can buy just one. At least till then, I know that one is real and I get to keep it for a long long time. I don't need so many fake beautiful things. I only need one real thing to keep forever.." the girl said to her boyfriend. So simple, so true. This applies on people and relationship. Trust me, I have no patience and kind words for the masked world. Cos' I shall reserve my true heart for those who are in need out there. 7 April One less telephone numberRecently, I found about the death of 2 of my old friends. One was a primary school friend and the other a business associate. Both died young - and lost their fight against cancers. Over the last 3 years, I have heard and seen so many young friends dying, departing suddenly. I just can't help but accepted the cruel fate of life.
All the time, I miss my family and friends a lot. I just cannot imagine not be able to hear their voice or see them again. No matter how much I hate it, there will be another time when some one I love had to leave me for good. My family and friends can only accompany me this much. Death can take a man away physically.. but it cannot erase the memory and feelings inside. And that is what causing the pain - the beautiful memory of a face or an affection.
I am always there for my family. I was there when Elkan was borned. I was there by his side when he slept. And I was there beside him when he woke up. I was there whenever my darling needed a hug. Of course, I know I won't be there when one of us completes his/her journey. And I won't be there to whisper goodbye to him/her. Same things about our parents, we can never be there with them throughout their entire lifetime.. but only lovingly with them towards the end of their journey. Life is such a Gift. Be it good or bad, every second of being alive is just such a great feeling. No matter how long or short one's life is, it is always sad to end the journey and leave our loved ones behind. Our passion to live after death is so strong. Faithfully I prayed - may there be life after death. Perhaps, I just hate to be reminded of this very basic fact. "We are borned to die" (a phase I remember from Sam). And a collection of memories can be so beautiful yet sad. Yes, I do cherish everything I have in my life. Every second of it. And every thing I do. Perhaps it is a good time to release my mind from thinking what I want to do for my work. But more of what I want to do with my own family. (One hour OT per day is about 15 good days a year!) I can write a long list of bucket list but it is best to do it with the ones I love. Before cancer knocks on one of our doors. And before we close our eyes forever. Death is a good reminder how short our lives are. And how fragile it can be. Let's find the joys in our lives. Before another good name and number is erased off my phone for good. 1 April My Lirpa!!! I am on World News! Today is also a day of many extraordinary headlines. No more false pregnancy, fake toto winners or marriage proposals news.
8:15am - "Another bad omen. Last night, a tree branch fell and hit Sir Stamford Raffles' Statue. Part of bodies broken!" 8:30am - "Playboy and PentHouse Magazines will finally be on shelves in Singapore end 2010". Gareth called me and exclaimed "Finally, we can be in porn business!" Francis messaged me "So what, unless you become their marketing director!" 9:00am - "Mango Asia may be closing down. Clearing out sales from now till end April" Tracy messaged "Wow, how you know? I go to IFC later to shop!!!"
6:30pm - "Latest news! Osama is caught! More news at Lirpa Loof!" Juliana MSN "You today our news broadcaster? Morning Mango news.. at night Osama!" MC said "Where you get this news?? Dun have leh!" (10 minutes later) - "You got me again. 2 years in a row!" Francis snapped "Yah right! I am pointing my dick at him right now!"
Well, the power and magic of Lirpa Loof is certainly big. Remember last year... Juliana was tipped to be pregnant in April. And nice souls like Echo, Hovman and Francis Goh even sent their most sincere wishes to Juliana and Duuk 3 to 4 months later! Of course, she did got pregnant (eventually) in Oct. Indeed, believing is fullfilling. It is simple mind-power. That is how I won the "World's Greatest Business Mind" and "Star of Disneyland" awards! My mother and sister would be so damn proud of me! And my buddy Gareth congratulated me with the most heartwarming words "Bro, you finally made it!" 11:50pm - Check my 2 award-winning videos: Click AWARD 1 / AWARD 2   Please remember this very special day. 22 March Bread & Love (Photo Taken: Times Sqaure, Hong Kong) The lady selling cookies for her marriage reminds me of a friend who once told me "Find your bread first and love will come." Love is fated while bread is a choice we make. While many find difficulties understanding fate, they do long for the choice they make in love. Of course, many found their love in their course for making bread. And some faithfully believe in that one unique love they shared, regardless what bread they eat today or tomorrow. I say, if a pure, true love is something that is hard to come by, why ponder any longer. You see, life in itself is a very big gift. A gift that contains many little gifts. While you can search for that one perfect gift inside this box, we know we will never find one. Cos' we change with time too. Expectation may end up in disappointment. Contentment breeds happiness. Passion drives reality. Yes, the best lesson of life is taught through love and many heartbreaks. And at times when you think you are lost, you will be surprised that there is always someone at the corner for you. And for that one moment, forget those destinations you had in your head. Let your heart be your best compass. All you need is just one good journey. 15 March I love Facebook! In just 5 short days, I reunited with 20 old friends on Facebook. These are my secondary school friends from Dunman! And it is so amazing how one MSN on Monday connected so many souls! Vincent Chng (my primary and secondary pal) MSN me about attending Yonghui's wedding on 8th March. I was so so excited that I begged Vincent to give me any contact to link up with my lost pals - especially the old "Ermei" clan! On the same day, Meijie sent me a image link (on Facebook) - it was my Sec 3 class photo! From that link, I traced back a library of "people tags" and found many old friends! Karen, Genieve, Baoxuan, Elaine, George and Wenhui! Wenhui is very very nice, she linked me up with the rest of her contacts! Within the next 48 hours, I have many more old Dunman mates (Ida, Mark, Christina, Ginny, Owen, Gerald etc) coming in! You can never guess the level of excitement inside me! I was so excited that I rushed home and updated my wife (also from Dunman) about them! Many "small worlds" started to surface. One of the biggest surprise is Ida Ong (my old puppy love) is Francis Goh's colleague in OgilvyOne. And Yonghui knows my most recent HK visitors - Sally and Jack! Oh my gosh! Isn't Facebook damn powerful and useful! Haaa.. okay, for this very second (and never again), I am going to say once and for all- "FACEBOOK, I F**KING LOVE YOU!" (The search continue... it is going to be tough as I realised many of us are using English names instead of our old familiar names!) 9 March The World of Left-Handed Leaders & Me Perhaps it is true - the world is led by lefties! Except for George Bush Junior, 4 of the last 5 American Presidents are lefties (left-handed)! Presidents Barack Obama, Bill Clinton, George H.W. Bush and the late Ronald Reagan write with their left hands. Not only that, 2 of the White House final contenders are left handed too - Al Gore and the very recent John McCain. The previous richest man in the world, Bill Gates is also... yes.. Leftie. Even our current Singapore leader - Lee Hsien Long - he too, a leftie.
So were these great artists and inventors- Leonardo Da Vinci, Michelangelo, Picasso, Henry Ford, Albert Einstein and Newton. Not forgetting those great leaders and conquerers like The late Gandhi, Winston Churchill, Napoleon, Alexander the Great and Julius Caesar. Even the world's number one most wanted criminal today - Osama Bin Laden - He too, unfortunately a leftie. What about the ladies? Sure - and these are famous icons you know today. A-listed Hollywood icons like Nicole Kidman, Kim Basinger, Demi Moore, Marilyn Monroe, Oprah Winfrey, Drew Barrymore, Angelina Jolie and more! (And yes... Jay Leno and David Letterman are both favourite Talkshow lefties too!) Surely, the Lefties represent ourselves well in the history (certainly better than the blondes). And I should be really proud and happy that I am a LEFTIE...even though I am not rich and famous yet (Man, it is either my day is not here yet or I am not pure enough!) Today, I eat and write with my left... and play sports, carry weights with my right. Maybe I should convert 100% to the left, huh? Here is an interesting article about Lefties: http://www.thenational.ae/article/20080728/FOREIGN/250776884/1014/ |
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