
October 7, 2009
The way you…

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No they can’t take that away from me…
October 7, 2009
En-courage-ment Part 3
Me: I’m learning something new everyday.
J: It’s all that one could ask for, ya know?
Me: (smile)
J: You’re doing well, mate. You’re doing well.
Sometimes, we just need a mirror to see our lives for what they are.
October 3, 2009
Faith is so fragile sometimes.
“Forgive me for swaying like the wind, with my thoughts and intentions cluttered with doubt and fear. Hope deferred truly makes the heart sick. So much of my desires have clouded my mind and soul simply because my heart is not centered on You. I’ve been broken several times over, only to be mended each time leaving a scar of cynicism and despair.
Dear Father, would you please fix Your child? According to thy will, would you allow a seed to grow… again?”
October 1, 2009
How very odd they are…
Grown-ups loves figures. When you describe a new friend to them, they never ask you about the important things. They never say: “What’s his voice like? What are his favourite games? Does he collect butterflies?” Instead they demand: “How old is he? How many brothers has he? How much does he weigh? How much does his father earn?” Only then do they feel they know him. If you say to the grown-ups: “I’ve seen a lovely house made of pink brick, with geraniums in the windows and doves on the roof”, they are unable to picture such a house. You must say: “I saw a house that cost a hundred thousand francs.” They they cry out: “Oh, how pretty!”
… that is how they are. You must not hold it against them. Children have to be very indulgent towards grown-ups.
- The Little Prince
September 29, 2009
I smell desperation – Part 5
Mum: I book you for Hokkaido next year. Auntie wants to go as well.
Me: Ok.
Mum: So got anyone to paktoh (date) with or not?
Me: There are possibilities. But not yet.
Mum: Aiyoh, you’re so kelian. (pitiful) I keep telling you to stop hanging out with bachelor friends’ to avoid being a bachelor.
Me: ….
Mum: Aiyah, never mind lar! Why don’t you go for girls from other races?
Me: Wah. You sure you can tahan or not? Indian?
Mum: No problem.
Me: Malay?
Mum: A bit hard lar…
Gotta love her.
September 25, 2009
I smell desperation – Part 4
Me: So what does the card say?
Mum: It says “Invitation to _____ and _____ marriage on Sun 25Oct 2009 at Pan Pacific Singapore Hotel. Hm…
Me: Ok…
Mum: HAI YAH! One by one getting married.
Mothers. They are so subtle sometimes.