Riding Through it All ...

Well, while a lot of people groan and moan, simply yearning relentlessly after vacations, I detest them! Yeah, YOU HEARD ME RIGHT! I DETEST THEM! For one thing, you have too much time at your own disposal, and what happens is you develop what I call "lazy bones". You wake up at 11am every morning and spend another two hours simply tossing and turning, and before you know it, it's already 2pm and you still haven't had a drop of water--to name the least. Well after that you start racking brain for things to do but end up sucking at your favourite coffee shop. Then you find yourself staring into that tiny little screen of your phone for another 3 hours before you have no.better choices but to head back home again. Typical vacations indeed!

As i am writing this, the inspiration is still wading its way through my veins and reaching out to every part of the body, thanks to the meeting with Mr. ROTH Hok. So yeah, this post is mainly about him! There is something about him, something "fatherly" and warm ... With him just sitting there chairing the staff meeting, and eloquently talking about the future of IFL and everything, i was hooked and at the same time, inspired! Ever since he has walked out on us, leaving us under the management of the new team, there have been a lot of changes, some for the worse and some, of course, for the better as well. But I always feel that with him around, there is this unspoken trust, understanding, and reassurance, all of which can be felt in the air. I have met and talked to many people, of various levels, with various educational degrees and experiences, but nobody has inspired me the way he has. I couldn't believe I was able to sit through the THREE-HOUR MEETING, and for on...

The tip of my index finger is stained with the ugly dark purple ink. Well, it's the national communal election day, and the first things i saw in the morning in Facebook were fingers--a lot of fingers, actually--as an indication that they exercised their right as a citizen to have their voice heard. As a matter of fact, it took me less than 10 minutes to get in the "room" and out. But yeah, i read the instruction on the ballot sheet carefully in case i missed out on anything important. Too bad! There were names of the parties of which I had never heard nor seen. And yes, the so-called "secret room" was barely secret. It was just some metal scraps shaped to make it look like a shield of some sort. After dropping my ballot into the box, I was instructed to dip my index finger into the ink bottle. Speculation had it that 200 grands were spent on just the ink bottles alone. I am not quite sure about that, though. I will need to look it up somewhere. Anyways, now ...

Fengshui? Yes, Fengshui! It literally means "wind-water". Fengshui is the use of the laws of heaven and earth to help improve life. Though I do not believe in fortune telling, I believe in Fengshui. And as a matter of fact, my belief has grown remarkably over the past years, less probably because my entire family puts it on a pedestal and worships it, but more probably because I have read a couple of Fengshui books, and I have made some observations and comparisons between the events of my life predicted and those in the actual reality. And surprisingly enough, there seems to be a shocking abundance in commonalities. I believe that in life, despite how much effort is put into ensuring that everything goes in the course of the most desired direction, there are always times when life derails, mainly because of the human-related ability and management, but partly also, I believe, because of the laws of nature. Anyways, I have just subscribed to the Fengshui master by the name...

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Aging is a natural process when everything about your body gets rusty and slow. Your eyes are blurry. Your ears lose the ability to catch sound of the dropping of a ball two hundred meters away. Your nose gets congested and is deprived of its usual capacity. Your back aches to the point where resting itself against something soft and comfy is just simply heavenly. Your belly bulges at an eerie rate despite your attempt to curb its growth. Your arms and legs are no longer as agile as they used to be, and muscle pains are part of your daily complaint list. The worst part of them all is having lazy bones. You don't feel like waking up early. You put important things off. You do not want to stand up again once your butts rest on something comfortable for a while. Sent from my iPhone

It is the day when the rain comes pouring down, smashing its anger into its hard earth. It is the day when streets are way beneath the surface of the floods. It is the day when coffee shops like Browns and Gloria Jeans are packed with young pathetic shelter seekers. It is the day when something as simple and light as a bowl of piping hot Pho can warm your stomach and your soul. It is the day when I go, "Holy Shoot! I almost forget what day it is!" It is the day of someone's birthday. It is the 15th of May! ... and despite years, it is one of those days when memories comes flashing past my eyes ...