This is the two hundred and eightieth post.
Was looking through the previous posts trying to find a decent photo to replace my current display picture over at Facebook... but saw other stuff that stirred some emotions and resurfaced some memories.
Bittersweet moments I would say.
The number of posts decreased significantly compared to those in 2007 and 2008 (amounting to thousand plus per year) but only 280 from the beginning of the year of 2009 till now. Like many other stuff in life, when there are new stuff in life, the old ones get neglected, no?
Spider webs and cobwebs... here's a spring cleaning session over at blogger..
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Monday, August 31, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Happy Birthday Singapore!!
It's the birthday of this tiny island home again! An annual affair with millions of others celebrating this joyous occasion. And of course, every year this time, I never fail to have this surge of patriotic sensation that is so overwhelming the moment they start singing those NDP songs.
Whether the snippets of "i love Singapore" message or the songs that scream out loud cheesy lyrics... it all adds up and this year, I find that the parade is very different. In fact, very heart warming.
Yet a particular point in the show, I felt a little depressed. The part where the kids come together and complete the sentence of "when I grow up..." (no, not the PCD version of that)
Got me thinking a little about what I really wanted to do "when I grow up..."
And then, thinking about it. What do I really want to be when I grow up? I kind of forgotten what I wanted to be when I've grown up.. and at the same time, I have forgotten that fact that l am still growing up, and this is going to be a recurring question. Hopefully by the time I am old and going, I wouldn't still be asking myself this question of what I want to be "when I grow up".
Whether the snippets of "i love Singapore" message or the songs that scream out loud cheesy lyrics... it all adds up and this year, I find that the parade is very different. In fact, very heart warming.
Yet a particular point in the show, I felt a little depressed. The part where the kids come together and complete the sentence of "when I grow up..." (no, not the PCD version of that)
Got me thinking a little about what I really wanted to do "when I grow up..."
And then, thinking about it. What do I really want to be when I grow up? I kind of forgotten what I wanted to be when I've grown up.. and at the same time, I have forgotten that fact that l am still growing up, and this is going to be a recurring question. Hopefully by the time I am old and going, I wouldn't still be asking myself this question of what I want to be "when I grow up".
Sunday, August 9, 2009
what we lose, we may not find....
Perhaps it's the time now that makes me emo. or maybe I had too much laughter in the day that now it's time for the laughter to be claimed back to the rightful owner. It's been some time since and I thought I have gotten over things that once bogged me down.
Certain people do not change, for better or worse... they simply remain who they are. That by right should be a good thing, only until the fact that it's for the worse and you know that for the time being and the years to come, there probably isn't going to be a change and that no matter what you say or do, life's going to be the same. With or without the person around. I have never seen someone like this in my life before, and this broadens my visions to the different kinds of people in the world. I've always believed in diversity, and everyone has his/her history that leads to who they are today. The time is/was wrong and I am never there at the right time. I am not really the right person even. Like mentioned somewhere in the virtual world people, I know the right people in life, but AM I the right person for others? It barely seems so... this may sound like a brutal attack on my self-esteem, but really it's hopefully a stage of life that I get past. Many years down, it still probably is going to sting me like it did and it does, well at least it probably is going to be a lesson in life.
Every now and then, I have this impression that I have a second chance in life, but grown to realise and not quite ready to accept the fact that there ARE no second chances. When people say they care for you, it's for that moment and remains there and then. Not a second later, not a minute past. Any words or sentiments felt are temporal and probably change the very next moment. Same for myself, when I say anything to anyone, it does not necessarily apply the next moment. That's how exciting life is, isn't it? the unpredictabilities...time to really grow up and to learn. No one else can do that for me except myself. To learn to accept what's lost and gone. Embrace the present and what's to come...
I have suddenly lost my vision and have placed doubt in many things in my path. Not too sure where it goes and what it leads to. Who's going to be there and who's there now. What may happen and what do I want to see happen. It's timely for this long weekend so I can take a break and sort out my thoughts. Do what I do best and sort out my issues and problems. That's how a guy does it anyway right? To remain by himself and straighten out all the diversions that he encounters in everyday life. It can really bug you and hold you back... not everything's prim and proper, black and white in life. I feel like I've been blabbering and beating round the bush it's getting tiring.
I am going to bed now. Gd night and happy birthday Singapore. You are truly where I belong... as I probably never get a second chance of living my life once more, I learn to appreciate the little miraculous moments I spent with those around me here. Not a fan of reminiscence and nostalgia, I will attempt to block out those emo-ments.
Certain people do not change, for better or worse... they simply remain who they are. That by right should be a good thing, only until the fact that it's for the worse and you know that for the time being and the years to come, there probably isn't going to be a change and that no matter what you say or do, life's going to be the same. With or without the person around. I have never seen someone like this in my life before, and this broadens my visions to the different kinds of people in the world. I've always believed in diversity, and everyone has his/her history that leads to who they are today. The time is/was wrong and I am never there at the right time. I am not really the right person even. Like mentioned somewhere in the virtual world people, I know the right people in life, but AM I the right person for others? It barely seems so... this may sound like a brutal attack on my self-esteem, but really it's hopefully a stage of life that I get past. Many years down, it still probably is going to sting me like it did and it does, well at least it probably is going to be a lesson in life.
Every now and then, I have this impression that I have a second chance in life, but grown to realise and not quite ready to accept the fact that there ARE no second chances. When people say they care for you, it's for that moment and remains there and then. Not a second later, not a minute past. Any words or sentiments felt are temporal and probably change the very next moment. Same for myself, when I say anything to anyone, it does not necessarily apply the next moment. That's how exciting life is, isn't it? the unpredictabilities...time to really grow up and to learn. No one else can do that for me except myself. To learn to accept what's lost and gone. Embrace the present and what's to come...
I have suddenly lost my vision and have placed doubt in many things in my path. Not too sure where it goes and what it leads to. Who's going to be there and who's there now. What may happen and what do I want to see happen. It's timely for this long weekend so I can take a break and sort out my thoughts. Do what I do best and sort out my issues and problems. That's how a guy does it anyway right? To remain by himself and straighten out all the diversions that he encounters in everyday life. It can really bug you and hold you back... not everything's prim and proper, black and white in life. I feel like I've been blabbering and beating round the bush it's getting tiring.
I am going to bed now. Gd night and happy birthday Singapore. You are truly where I belong... as I probably never get a second chance of living my life once more, I learn to appreciate the little miraculous moments I spent with those around me here. Not a fan of reminiscence and nostalgia, I will attempt to block out those emo-ments.
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