Top in the List
Feeling super hot and stuffy but sneezing and having mucus threatening to flow at the same time. Feeling hot and sneezing do not match each other.
Second in the List
Waking up from long nightmares that causes headaches
Third in the List
Feeling most humid after washing my hair and having to walk in the hot sun with no wind from my home to the MRT. (This did not occur this morning fortunately)
All these on top of having to rush and unable to laze in bed for half an hour.
Oh... but it was a good evening yesterday!
Top in the List
Meeting up with a old friend from my secondary and junior college for dinner and having a good ketchap and a jolly good time.
Second in the List
Having found my $1 but VERY BEAUTIFUL stickers near my place. Brings me back to the childhood days where stickers are cheap and not-glamour-fied by some art shop selling them at premium prices even when they aint as good as what I've gotten at $1 before. That was in the primary and secondary school days =D Got about $13 or $14 worth of em.
Third in the List
I managed to get a nice durian cake for my mom and some very good traditional mooncakes for shawn's family from Bakerzin at a good discount! Burnt my pocket but feels good coz I know they'll be happy!
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Sunday, August 22, 2010
A new Parcel
In about 7 hours time, I'll be waking up and preparing for my first day of work.
It's my first job and my first step into the working society. I am not officially a working adult, no longer the student I've been for the past 14 years of my life.
Amidst all the excitment , abit of sadness as I end my 'wake up at 12 noon weekdays' life.... and a pinch of stress looking at the time I'm left for my own personal hobbies, there is a Biblical quote in today's sermon that should set the foundation for my career path.
Philippians 2:3" Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves"
I'm not good at explaining things so let's hope Shawn has something on his blog that I can link to =P
It's my first job and my first step into the working society. I am not officially a working adult, no longer the student I've been for the past 14 years of my life.
Amidst all the excitment , abit of sadness as I end my 'wake up at 12 noon weekdays' life.... and a pinch of stress looking at the time I'm left for my own personal hobbies, there is a Biblical quote in today's sermon that should set the foundation for my career path.
Philippians 2:3" Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves"
I'm not good at explaining things so let's hope Shawn has something on his blog that I can link to =P
Friday, August 20, 2010
If U're in a relationship, married or none, read this. U'll know why at the end.
MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.By Stephanie Halmilton
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage.
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.By Stephanie Halmilton
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Evolution
Charles Darwin's theory of Evolution is a widely debated topic with its own fair share of controversies and arguments. Nonetheless, the theory has sparked the inspiration and creativity of various artist and people with a different purpose around the world... and these are what they see or envisioned.
I think these artists are trying to show how men have evolved to be dependent on the electronics we have.
It's amazing how snails survived the evolution process.
I know I have the tendancy to just become like this.
When something drastic happens along the way....
How we may just end up back in the waters after supposedly crawling out from it millions of years ago...
And this is my personal favourite. Short and sweet. To the point. =)
I think these artists are trying to show how men have evolved to be dependent on the electronics we have.
It's amazing how snails survived the evolution process.
I know I have the tendancy to just become like this.When something drastic happens along the way....How we may just end up back in the waters after supposedly crawling out from it millions of years ago...And this is my personal favourite. Short and sweet. To the point. =) Saturday, August 14, 2010
Bukit Timah Hike!
Siong took a day off from work to help me out my flea. The booking did not went through thought and we went hiking at Bukit Timah Hill instead!!! Boy has it been long since I last stepped foot on Singapore's tallest hill! The terrians and tracks have changed slightly, but I am glad the things I like: - the fresh air and greenery, the permanantly good weather among the forestation and not to mention, the gushing stream of cooling clear water along the Jungle Fall Path.
History of Bukit Timah Nature Reserve
Bukit Timah was one of the first reserves established in 1883. All the reserves were worked for timber except for Bukit Timah. In 1951, the reserve was further protected by legislation and is now adminstered by NParks.
And this is the route we took
Helpful monkeys helping each other with grooming,
and the most adorable monkey with his usual antics =)
You get to see strange wonders of nature if you take the nature paths...
and enjoy the cooling nature walk with occasional burst of warm sunshine from a break in the canopy.
Towards the end of the route along the jungle fall path, a refeshing stream of clear cooling water serves as a great reward from the long hike and exercise =)
And after going round and round the nature reserve, we finally reached the summit! At 163.63m high... TADA!!!!
After disembarkment from the summit, we had a full lunch with fishball noodle, char kuay tiao and nasi lemak, lots of sugar cane drinks and a cooling avocado sea coconut for dessert!
Then a good rest treating our sore legs and tired bodies =P
History of Bukit Timah Nature Reserve
Bukit Timah was one of the first reserves established in 1883. All the reserves were worked for timber except for Bukit Timah. In 1951, the reserve was further protected by legislation and is now adminstered by NParks.
And this is the route we took
- South View Path
- Catchmeet Path
- Resticted/ Blocked up routes =P
- Diary Farm Loop
- Seraya Loop
- Jungle Fall Path
We hiked about 3 hours in all, and here's some pictures!
Helpful monkeys helping each other with grooming,and the most adorable monkey with his usual antics =)You get to see strange wonders of nature if you take the nature paths...
and enjoy the cooling nature walk with occasional burst of warm sunshine from a break in the canopy.Towards the end of the route along the jungle fall path, a refeshing stream of clear cooling water serves as a great reward from the long hike and exercise =)And after going round and round the nature reserve, we finally reached the summit! At 163.63m high... TADA!!!!
After disembarkment from the summit, we had a full lunch with fishball noodle, char kuay tiao and nasi lemak, lots of sugar cane drinks and a cooling avocado sea coconut for dessert!Then a good rest treating our sore legs and tired bodies =P
Friday, August 13, 2010
A repost from Jan 12 2008
A Willing Heart, A Willing Spirit. Listening comes from the heart. No judgement, no expectation. It's a process of love.
I found it meaningful in a new way once again.
I found it meaningful in a new way once again.
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