People relation is a virtue in life that we cannot deny. Intangible as it may be, the effect of it casta strong impression or repercussion, for those who fail to identify the fragility of it. It is more than just a monologue, a one way passing of information, but a series of thoughtful AND heartful action and reaction from parties involved to achieve a common understanding and goal.
Come to think of it, PR is a skillset highly sought after in the corporate world with organizations willing to fork out good money for those imbued with those talents. If not how do they clinch those big deals, work with their partners/contractors, and achieve camaraderie and teamwork amongst their staff?
PR to me is very important. It is really akin to friendship. I guess it stems forth from the day in Pri 3 when i told my classmate at the back of the classroom that every friend counts. It's more than just achieving some corporate agenda, but really, making friends and keeping them.
But of course, the heart is willing but the flesh is really stupid. There are times when i did things that screwed up close friendships big time. I cant turn back time, and I'm too prideful to go on my knees to beg for forgiveness. For such, i learnt to let go, and let God. I'm still learning and I know I still got a long way to go. Yeap, still pressing on.
There are some people whom I have grown up with over the years and i really love these folks. But as we go on in life, our lives' agendas come into effect. When activities that do not go inline with what we would like for the group kicks in, we start to drift apart. So what do we do when that happens? That's when expectation management comes in.
Frankly speaking, I'm not counting much to come from the gang when it comes to my birthday. I dont know why. Although the amount i contribute annually for birthdays is more than what I get, I still continue doing so. I must admit i was bitter and still is to a certain extend about it, but really, this is one of the few things i can do to keep the gang together.
People are really not perfect. We screw up a lot of things in life. But we have abilities like PR and expectation management to help us mitigate through this life's journey.
I still believe that everyone has this desire to keep the gang together. Just like those days, youthful and foolish, foolishly happy.
My coke, milk and apple juice cocktail. Shared with those i loved and still love dearly.
Brotherhood (and sisterhood for some) forever
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As some would have known, i am in the midst of my reservist. I wont deny the sianness of booking in and being confined for the week. But definitely there is a great joy in being able to come together with so many from my previous units. All these familiar faces and common background breaks the ice like sledge-hammers to ice-cubes. Am in love with these unit and I really hope that I can stay in it with these guys for all my ict years. I long to join my friends so much that i nearly fell out with my boss to come for this ict, and with the next ict being held during the busiest time of the year for my company, i am really troubled by it.
Oh well, one more week to go, gotta make the best of it. Hopefully it's not my last with these guys.
Fighting on!
Bob
Friday, March 21, 2008
Monday, March 17, 2008
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Please move more to your left. Right. :)
different standards, different scale. Getting the balance is no longer just about attaining equilibrium, but to be relevant to the situation.
my colleagues often tell me, i'm the typical good christian boy. Maybe it's bcoz of the values that I hold, the desire to want to be the light, and to be a blessing to all around me. I know at times i'm far from perfect, doing things i shouldnt do. but hey, cut me some slack, i'm not God.
Then there is the other end of the scale. Someone recently shared with me that I am not doing enough. To an extend that I was made out to be one who is irresponsible and without a future. Kinda hurt inside. Perhaps that's what many who left had felt during their outgoing days.
i'm sorry i fall so short of your expectations, but let me commit to those who matter to me.
Alritey, chill guys. Here's something for those who made me feel shitty.
KTV SESSION GONE WRONG
no really, that's a protruding wire...
no really, that's a protruding wire...
Totally in love with photography!
love
bob
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
updates
Ok, this post is not exactly an oh-i'm-so-hyped-up-to-blog kinda entry, neither it's well prepared with amazing photos to boot. Yup, just compelled myself to type this in before everything gets lost in those mystical nodes juggling about in my head.
I had an awesome make-up cell last thurs. The leader was my first cell group's member, and several of her members were my former cell members as well as aquaintance met along the way. The main awesome factor was what took place before n after cell. Basically the place is the home of my former vocalist and long time friend, so I have been there like a gazillion times, so much that the ban mien stall there is my all time fave suppering spot. So just like any other day, i drove down from my place to his. Nothing special. But when I was about to exit cte to reach toa payoh, for that moment I was so sure i needed to climb onto pie to hit toa payoh. But just when jumped onto the slip road, i was horrified by the mistake, and to top it off, it was all jammed even on the slip road. horror horror... Got really ticked off by myself n couldnt understand how I could have ever made that mistake. Event my friend when he called me, was shocked by the sudden deterioriation of my navigational skills. Totally pissed man, was like cursing every driver who were perpetually hogging my already crawl-paced lane.
After that i relied on gut instinct to exit at some kallang way n turned ard until i hit genting lane n finally back to macpherson that side. (if u dont understand the road names, it's ok, coz i dont know too. i'm just name dropping to make it look cheam. But that amplifies my state of horlan-ness yeah?)
So here's the cool part. When i eventually reached his block, i encountered a korean teen couple entering the elevator at the same time. Apparently they had shown the address of their destination to a middle aged man at the foot of that block and he guided them into the leave and helped them pressed the 10th floor. Nothing too wow actually, until i felt prompted to ask them if they were going to my fren's house, which was on the 17th floor. N they said, yes! I was like wow! if you didnt meet me and relied on ur that scrappy piece of paper would you have ever reach that place????
When they entered my friend's house and into the warm embrace of the members, the gloominess all faded away. That was when i knew God works in ways beyond our understanding.
After that when going home, i realised they were put up somewhere near my gf's place and I was on my way to meet her. So, relying on that scrappy piece of paper again, we drove to their host's place, we were lost. It was after much deliberation that my friend who was with me decided to call up the number on the paper, and for once, something was right, the person on the other line guided us to their house. So in appreciation, i've got a bowl of korean noodles~! hahaha.. too lazy to take a picture of it, but i'm sure it tastes great!
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On the following day, Boonbag had a performance for my company's magazine anniversary party. The music was great and several of my colleagues praised us for our outstanding performance. Ok la, not really that amazing, but not bad la. At least we made some contacts n opened up doors for future performances~! So tentatively, we've got a wedding dinner and a DnD to perform mid this year if all goes well. N it's all paid man~~ Thank God~!
Looking back, I'm glad we held on to our passion and friendship n just kept on playing despite the slow progress and several stages of stagnation. We had a dream, we supported one another to hang on, and we did it. Finally the gigs are coming in, the payment are increasing. 5 years of effort, is finally paying off. Well done guys. :)
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Okay last item. My bass is actually an uber cool bass! I didnt know coz i got it at pretty low price. The seller was like telling me if i dont take it, there's another buyer waiting to get it. I thought he was smoking me, but to me for that price, it's good enuff for me to take home n trash about.
So due to my prolonged abuse, it finally gave way n die. I took it down for repair at Davis. And nothing much was said when I brought it in. But upon collection, another sales guy was like in awe of it. Apparently my bass is some limited ed, quality bass that was brought to fame in the 1980s, during the glam rock era~! A few famous bands even used it for their big gigs. And now then it dawned upon me that my made in USA bass is actually more sought after those made in other parts of the world~!
Yup, i've repented n given it a brand new bag, changed the knobs, the volume knob as well as the jack for the pick up.
BC Rich Warlord, Let's rock the world~!
love
bob
PS: RX, i'm finally reading ur blog la~~~ haha
I had an awesome make-up cell last thurs. The leader was my first cell group's member, and several of her members were my former cell members as well as aquaintance met along the way. The main awesome factor was what took place before n after cell. Basically the place is the home of my former vocalist and long time friend, so I have been there like a gazillion times, so much that the ban mien stall there is my all time fave suppering spot. So just like any other day, i drove down from my place to his. Nothing special. But when I was about to exit cte to reach toa payoh, for that moment I was so sure i needed to climb onto pie to hit toa payoh. But just when jumped onto the slip road, i was horrified by the mistake, and to top it off, it was all jammed even on the slip road. horror horror... Got really ticked off by myself n couldnt understand how I could have ever made that mistake. Event my friend when he called me, was shocked by the sudden deterioriation of my navigational skills. Totally pissed man, was like cursing every driver who were perpetually hogging my already crawl-paced lane.
After that i relied on gut instinct to exit at some kallang way n turned ard until i hit genting lane n finally back to macpherson that side. (if u dont understand the road names, it's ok, coz i dont know too. i'm just name dropping to make it look cheam. But that amplifies my state of horlan-ness yeah?)
So here's the cool part. When i eventually reached his block, i encountered a korean teen couple entering the elevator at the same time. Apparently they had shown the address of their destination to a middle aged man at the foot of that block and he guided them into the leave and helped them pressed the 10th floor. Nothing too wow actually, until i felt prompted to ask them if they were going to my fren's house, which was on the 17th floor. N they said, yes! I was like wow! if you didnt meet me and relied on ur that scrappy piece of paper would you have ever reach that place????
When they entered my friend's house and into the warm embrace of the members, the gloominess all faded away. That was when i knew God works in ways beyond our understanding.
After that when going home, i realised they were put up somewhere near my gf's place and I was on my way to meet her. So, relying on that scrappy piece of paper again, we drove to their host's place, we were lost. It was after much deliberation that my friend who was with me decided to call up the number on the paper, and for once, something was right, the person on the other line guided us to their house. So in appreciation, i've got a bowl of korean noodles~! hahaha.. too lazy to take a picture of it, but i'm sure it tastes great!
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On the following day, Boonbag had a performance for my company's magazine anniversary party. The music was great and several of my colleagues praised us for our outstanding performance. Ok la, not really that amazing, but not bad la. At least we made some contacts n opened up doors for future performances~! So tentatively, we've got a wedding dinner and a DnD to perform mid this year if all goes well. N it's all paid man~~ Thank God~!
Looking back, I'm glad we held on to our passion and friendship n just kept on playing despite the slow progress and several stages of stagnation. We had a dream, we supported one another to hang on, and we did it. Finally the gigs are coming in, the payment are increasing. 5 years of effort, is finally paying off. Well done guys. :)
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Okay last item. My bass is actually an uber cool bass! I didnt know coz i got it at pretty low price. The seller was like telling me if i dont take it, there's another buyer waiting to get it. I thought he was smoking me, but to me for that price, it's good enuff for me to take home n trash about.
So due to my prolonged abuse, it finally gave way n die. I took it down for repair at Davis. And nothing much was said when I brought it in. But upon collection, another sales guy was like in awe of it. Apparently my bass is some limited ed, quality bass that was brought to fame in the 1980s, during the glam rock era~! A few famous bands even used it for their big gigs. And now then it dawned upon me that my made in USA bass is actually more sought after those made in other parts of the world~!
Yup, i've repented n given it a brand new bag, changed the knobs, the volume knob as well as the jack for the pick up.
BC Rich Warlord, Let's rock the world~!
love
bob
PS: RX, i'm finally reading ur blog la~~~ haha
Monday, February 11, 2008
i wonder..
Sometimes life seems a little mundane. While we walk down this 5-foot way so much, have we ever wondered what lies behind in the back lane? Not the usual shop fronts and rustic signboards for sure.
Anyway i took some pretty interesting shots and felt really satisfied. Even met some friends and took some parting shots together. Nevermind the fact that there was no more buses home and i chose to walk home and not take cab. Firstly is to save money and secondly to burn the excess carbs accumulated during reunion dinners. (i had 2 btw, once at my granny's, the other at my gf's place)
sometimes when we spend so much of our time with others, it's therapeutic to take time out to be oneself and do things alone. In fact it made me feel like i owned my life for once.
Life is full of decisions, why not make one for yourself? You might become happier.
i just got back from a st andrew's sch alumni band gathering. The turn out was really encouraging. But my greatest joy was to be able to spend some quality time catching with these people who ARE the reason that kept me going in the military band. Really, not the music, not the fame, not the instrument, rather it was the love of these people who kept me going despite being one of the selected few (or only) to get the 4 letter word of certain sexual connotation from my band conductor. No it's not love.
Life has been rather routined. Not that i'm being tormented whatsoever, rather i want to be able to break free from the norms to find out for myself what i really want. I may bash a route around the knoll and to end up at the same endpoint, but at least i'll be happier, never mind the excessed fatigue.
Recently i've taken to the route less trodden. I was at chinatown on new year's eve. Well, it's not exactly all that wow. But i my purpose was not really to rush for the last min buyings, rather i was there to squeeze with the crowd. It was all hot, sweaty, sticky n squeezy. Tempers flared, i got blasted at by a highly agitated woman and i even got my left foot soaked ankle deep in a styrofoam box of ice water of the coconut seller in my attempt to hold ground to exp the whole procession. I even offered words of encouragement to a middle aged chinese lady who was obviously in great discomfort. Perhaps it was my cheerful countenance that prompted the lady to tap into my joy despite our extremely physical ordeal. I even had a guy's butt pressing at my groin area when a bunch of people were pushing desperately in front of him to get some fresh air.
Disturbing, but i got over it fast. :P
Anyway i took some pretty interesting shots and felt really satisfied. Even met some friends and took some parting shots together. Nevermind the fact that there was no more buses home and i chose to walk home and not take cab. Firstly is to save money and secondly to burn the excess carbs accumulated during reunion dinners. (i had 2 btw, once at my granny's, the other at my gf's place)
sometimes when we spend so much of our time with others, it's therapeutic to take time out to be oneself and do things alone. In fact it made me feel like i owned my life for once.
Life is full of decisions, why not make one for yourself? You might become happier.
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i just got back from a st andrew's sch alumni band gathering. The turn out was really encouraging. But my greatest joy was to be able to spend some quality time catching with these people who ARE the reason that kept me going in the military band. Really, not the music, not the fame, not the instrument, rather it was the love of these people who kept me going despite being one of the selected few (or only) to get the 4 letter word of certain sexual connotation from my band conductor. No it's not love.
It has been more than 10 years when i first knew them, it was great to see them all again. Thank you guys for the gathering :)
SASMB 99' graduates, this one is for you, for us.
love
bob
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Thank you for the rollercoaster 2007
I think there is no better word to express what I feel to the year passed, 2007. It's just simply of gratitude.
So much has happened. Not just to myself, but to many of my beloved ones. Like every rollercoaster ride, there are up times as well as down times. There were times when i made wrong decisions that I would regret for a long long time, as well trimphant times that I take pride in. I guess everything happens for a reason, and each of them contributes to who I am today, and will mould me into who I will be for the new year ahead.
Some of the highlights of 2007:
My creative job.
I got a pretty cool job. Doing quite a fair bit of creative works, exploring the various creative disciplines and getting paid pretty well. On top of that, work starts like 9.30, ends like 5.30 and i get about 2hrs lunch. Did i say i get to travel? Yupz, really thank God for this appointment. Considering my starting pay is a tad higher than peers of similar work exp and I get to dabble in all of my interests, namely, flash, photography, web and graphic designing. Really putting my heart n soul into it man.
Oh, i got a pretty neat pay raise recently, considering it's only my 5th month. Coolness! :)
Multimedia director by 2010!
I'm closer to my new home.
Yupz. You heard it right. I applied for a flat with Zarah, and by God's grace i got a very good ballot number, 033. Somemore the location of it is near my current home, walking distance to the new Telok Blangah mrt station, very accessible vivocity n sentosa. On top of it, i might be getting a sea view unit or a high rise city scape view unit!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!! I'm so excited. :)
My cool cell group
2007 was a year that i left my previous cell grp of 2 long yrs, to one that is more of my age group. Although the members are not as united and stuffs, but i see great potential. i believe things will work out. I've got great guitarists to learn from, and an excellent leader who's really passionate about the things she does.
Boonbag transformation.
We greatly disheartened with the leaving of our vocalist Marcus due to certain creative differences in the middle of the year. But we picked ourselves up, playing instrumental for a period of time, before getting our new vocalist, Roy. I believe it's a blessing in disguise, as Roy is not only a very talented vocalist, but he's pretty nifty bassist, imparting techniques that I overlooked. Together with him, we had our first every performance in 2007, graced by one of our ministers. To those who were there, indeed it was a breakthrough for Boonbag. Our sound has matured and gone on to another level. We are believing for a better year in 2008.
i found zac.
To many, Zarah is my girlfriend of about.. 4 yrs plus. But more than that, she was my pillar and strength when i went thru some of the most trying times of my life. Thru the years, the relationship kinda went thru some tough times, but it was then, i found her again. The one i chased and gave up so much to be with. The one that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. it's like love rekindled. Like the days when i was chasing her again. Haha~ Say liao also shy. :)
i love you, Zarah.
Wearing the greens again.
Yes, it's classified under highlights. I'm a sucker for all those pro army propaganda. Haha. I'm actually more keen on meeting up my old friends. Yup. Life's gonna be more interesting. Come march i'll be away for 2 weeks. Just like the good ole days. Gentlemen, fieldpacks up!
hehe...
Those are some of the highlights that took place recently. Am really grateful for all that's happening and I believe 2008 is gonna be the best year yet.
thank you dear Lord. i dont know how to say it best, but at least it's from the bottom of my heart.
love,
a grateful bob
So much has happened. Not just to myself, but to many of my beloved ones. Like every rollercoaster ride, there are up times as well as down times. There were times when i made wrong decisions that I would regret for a long long time, as well trimphant times that I take pride in. I guess everything happens for a reason, and each of them contributes to who I am today, and will mould me into who I will be for the new year ahead.
Some of the highlights of 2007:
My creative job.
I got a pretty cool job. Doing quite a fair bit of creative works, exploring the various creative disciplines and getting paid pretty well. On top of that, work starts like 9.30, ends like 5.30 and i get about 2hrs lunch. Did i say i get to travel? Yupz, really thank God for this appointment. Considering my starting pay is a tad higher than peers of similar work exp and I get to dabble in all of my interests, namely, flash, photography, web and graphic designing. Really putting my heart n soul into it man.
Oh, i got a pretty neat pay raise recently, considering it's only my 5th month. Coolness! :)
Multimedia director by 2010!
I'm closer to my new home.
Yupz. You heard it right. I applied for a flat with Zarah, and by God's grace i got a very good ballot number, 033. Somemore the location of it is near my current home, walking distance to the new Telok Blangah mrt station, very accessible vivocity n sentosa. On top of it, i might be getting a sea view unit or a high rise city scape view unit!!! Ahhhhhhh!!!! I'm so excited. :)
My cool cell group
2007 was a year that i left my previous cell grp of 2 long yrs, to one that is more of my age group. Although the members are not as united and stuffs, but i see great potential. i believe things will work out. I've got great guitarists to learn from, and an excellent leader who's really passionate about the things she does.
Boonbag transformation.
We greatly disheartened with the leaving of our vocalist Marcus due to certain creative differences in the middle of the year. But we picked ourselves up, playing instrumental for a period of time, before getting our new vocalist, Roy. I believe it's a blessing in disguise, as Roy is not only a very talented vocalist, but he's pretty nifty bassist, imparting techniques that I overlooked. Together with him, we had our first every performance in 2007, graced by one of our ministers. To those who were there, indeed it was a breakthrough for Boonbag. Our sound has matured and gone on to another level. We are believing for a better year in 2008.
i found zac.
To many, Zarah is my girlfriend of about.. 4 yrs plus. But more than that, she was my pillar and strength when i went thru some of the most trying times of my life. Thru the years, the relationship kinda went thru some tough times, but it was then, i found her again. The one i chased and gave up so much to be with. The one that i wanted to spend the rest of my life with. it's like love rekindled. Like the days when i was chasing her again. Haha~ Say liao also shy. :)
i love you, Zarah.
Wearing the greens again.
Yes, it's classified under highlights. I'm a sucker for all those pro army propaganda. Haha. I'm actually more keen on meeting up my old friends. Yup. Life's gonna be more interesting. Come march i'll be away for 2 weeks. Just like the good ole days. Gentlemen, fieldpacks up!
hehe...
Those are some of the highlights that took place recently. Am really grateful for all that's happening and I believe 2008 is gonna be the best year yet.
thank you dear Lord. i dont know how to say it best, but at least it's from the bottom of my heart.
love,
a grateful bob
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
shit.. i'm still talking army
okok. i'm some kinda freak who spent only 2 yrs 2 mths in army, and spends the same amount of time after ord talking about it.
But then again, who don't? hah! Even if ya cursing that same csm or pc, it's still army fodder! Welcome to the freak show. :)
Anyway recently i just met a client who wants to do a website. Sounds simple yeah? Well, pretty much. Until i realised he just retired from the service. About 2 months ago to be exact. Now what so cool about that? Well, he's a lta colonel. Remember all those people that we use to fear and shun coz of their almost unlimited multi-cast of weekend guard duties and confinement. Yes, this is one who has the power to grant those fabulous weekend getaways with free lodging and meals.
Of coz men of such calibre cant possibly retire at only 47 rite? Wat kinda justice is he doing to all that he has gained in those years? He has received the golden handshake and has taken his bounty to bite/smash the entrepreneur bug. haha. :P
So there and then, we met up, had a nice long discussion. 1/3 business, 2/3 armyish feel-good-coz-i'm-an-officer talk. Most interesting and inspiring to say the least.
Sometimes while we are all down there slogging our *ss off for people high up whom we knew to be Nato's spokesperson and kiwi's alternative. This is one senior officer who did not mind his ranks to pull weeds with his men, covered up when other potential political candidates play punk, and had men giving their all for someone they believe in. Yesh, this is one such man. Someone I did not have the chance to work with. Not to say my past commanders were lousy, they had their own style of inspiring and motivating, but this man leads with a heart that mine echos after.
I didnt sign on for 2 main reasons, one is for the pursue of my creative career. The other is coz of all the political monkeys there that suffer from some bi-polar Jekyll and Hyde syndrome. Being in hq opened my eyes, i saw this culture that i never believed in. Standing my ground was shit, but at least i had some men who gave me hope and strength to perservere on.
Thanks guys. :)
Anyway, the talk really enlightened me a great deal about leadership and people relationship. No, i'm not the best. But at least i'm better than i was yesterday.
Ok, enuff of this gibberish.
So basically, i'm working for him. 2 crabs and 2 bars hand in hand. haha.
Permission to carry on, Sir!
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i'm so in love with events photography!
hehe... :)
yeah. that's all.
love
bob
But then again, who don't? hah! Even if ya cursing that same csm or pc, it's still army fodder! Welcome to the freak show. :)
Anyway recently i just met a client who wants to do a website. Sounds simple yeah? Well, pretty much. Until i realised he just retired from the service. About 2 months ago to be exact. Now what so cool about that? Well, he's a lta colonel. Remember all those people that we use to fear and shun coz of their almost unlimited multi-cast of weekend guard duties and confinement. Yes, this is one who has the power to grant those fabulous weekend getaways with free lodging and meals.
Of coz men of such calibre cant possibly retire at only 47 rite? Wat kinda justice is he doing to all that he has gained in those years? He has received the golden handshake and has taken his bounty to bite/smash the entrepreneur bug. haha. :P
So there and then, we met up, had a nice long discussion. 1/3 business, 2/3 armyish feel-good-coz-i'm-an-officer talk. Most interesting and inspiring to say the least.
Sometimes while we are all down there slogging our *ss off for people high up whom we knew to be Nato's spokesperson and kiwi's alternative. This is one senior officer who did not mind his ranks to pull weeds with his men, covered up when other potential political candidates play punk, and had men giving their all for someone they believe in. Yesh, this is one such man. Someone I did not have the chance to work with. Not to say my past commanders were lousy, they had their own style of inspiring and motivating, but this man leads with a heart that mine echos after.
I didnt sign on for 2 main reasons, one is for the pursue of my creative career. The other is coz of all the political monkeys there that suffer from some bi-polar Jekyll and Hyde syndrome. Being in hq opened my eyes, i saw this culture that i never believed in. Standing my ground was shit, but at least i had some men who gave me hope and strength to perservere on.
Thanks guys. :)
Anyway, the talk really enlightened me a great deal about leadership and people relationship. No, i'm not the best. But at least i'm better than i was yesterday.
Ok, enuff of this gibberish.
So basically, i'm working for him. 2 crabs and 2 bars hand in hand. haha.
Permission to carry on, Sir!
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i'm so in love with events photography!
hehe... :)
yeah. that's all.
love
bob
Saturday, November 24, 2007
"Registration is now closed"
Drats!
Those words are never meant to be! Was just thinking about how many km should i run this year, and who should i call to meet in the morning for a prep session, talk cock and catch up, and an endless list of dunno what else i had fantasized about.
Well, it's all a *poof now. According to our beloved singaporemarathon.com webbie of coz.. Argh! Such a shame. i even blogged about my first ever stand chart run.
so to my many beloveds who are running this year. i'm so so grieved that i cant join you in this landmark event. Be brave, go! Run the distance while i laze on my bed, hugging my green teddy bear and envy all you sweating, even swearing as you try to beat the clock with every aching step, and on the following morning you'll probably have the most gruelling bowel movement as your thigh and calf muscles scream in pain coz you didnt do a proper warm down the day before.
:P
i love all of you still. :)
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Anyway these few weeks have been pretty good! getting design projects from here and there. Yeah man, Thank God! Now is the time for me to really cranking on these projects before they pile up and put to shame my name in the freelance arena.
A lot of stuffs are in the pipeline for my design works, will prolly share more when the time is ripe. Meanwhile, stay tuned!
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Guitaring is a passion, and a talent(or so i believe) that I use to bless my cell group. Though i may not be the most skillful one, knowing a whole range of chords, but at least I am still able to contribute to the building of the atmosphere and support Titus and flowing along with him.
So moral of the story, you may only know G Em C D, but be the best G Em C D ard. You'll never know how many lives are blessed by your simple chord structure during times like praise n worship. And of course, keep on practising and learn the other scales n stuffs too.
Off track a bit..
Titus is a good man. He's everything a girl will want in a guy, and he's one of the few single, really awesome guys who will make great husband materials. This is not a lelong, it's an auction. May the best girl wins his heart! :)
Alritey, be good everyone. gotta go back to work!
Cheers
Bob
Those words are never meant to be! Was just thinking about how many km should i run this year, and who should i call to meet in the morning for a prep session, talk cock and catch up, and an endless list of dunno what else i had fantasized about.
Well, it's all a *poof now. According to our beloved singaporemarathon.com webbie of coz.. Argh! Such a shame. i even blogged about my first ever stand chart run.
so to my many beloveds who are running this year. i'm so so grieved that i cant join you in this landmark event. Be brave, go! Run the distance while i laze on my bed, hugging my green teddy bear and envy all you sweating, even swearing as you try to beat the clock with every aching step, and on the following morning you'll probably have the most gruelling bowel movement as your thigh and calf muscles scream in pain coz you didnt do a proper warm down the day before.
:P
i love all of you still. :)
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Anyway these few weeks have been pretty good! getting design projects from here and there. Yeah man, Thank God! Now is the time for me to really cranking on these projects before they pile up and put to shame my name in the freelance arena.
A lot of stuffs are in the pipeline for my design works, will prolly share more when the time is ripe. Meanwhile, stay tuned!
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Guitaring is a passion, and a talent(or so i believe) that I use to bless my cell group. Though i may not be the most skillful one, knowing a whole range of chords, but at least I am still able to contribute to the building of the atmosphere and support Titus and flowing along with him.
So moral of the story, you may only know G Em C D, but be the best G Em C D ard. You'll never know how many lives are blessed by your simple chord structure during times like praise n worship. And of course, keep on practising and learn the other scales n stuffs too.
Off track a bit..
Titus is a good man. He's everything a girl will want in a guy, and he's one of the few single, really awesome guys who will make great husband materials. This is not a lelong, it's an auction. May the best girl wins his heart! :)
Alritey, be good everyone. gotta go back to work!
Cheers
Bob
Saturday, November 10, 2007
moving on
i was watching "an Officer and a Gentlemen" by Richard Gere, filmed some good 20 yrs ago. It's quite an engaging movie. Watched how the gunnery sergeant taunted, mocked and labelled these new officer cadets. Training was really tough, but these pilot hopefuls banded together and pressed on till the end, with most of them completing their training. Guess what? They still have a survival training at the end to boot.
Upon completion, the very man who brought hell to them, gave them their first salute upon commissioning. Touching.
I could almost see the bunks, the punishments, the shoutings, the survival training n the wave of verbal torment in my life. Yes, we went through all these, and like them we banded together and pulled through. We even had the first salute from our ssm. how touching. We almost miss being called a swine who suffers from pyschosis by him. In fact, i do. haha.
Anyway, back to the movie. The story line is really simple, plot's minimal, powerful values to take away almost none. But nevertheless..
Good movie. For all who wants a feel good, old sckool hot rod in nicely pressed uniform, cadets movie.
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I had a very fruitful cellgroup. Strangely, what first started out as making contacts with alien lifeforms eventually resulted in a very, very loving group.
Praise and worship was really good. Now my cgl has implemented a 2 guitarist system, and it's really good. It eases the burden of 1 having to take both praise and worship, now it's 1 for praise, and 1 for worship, and the off duty one will support the other through playing simple plucking, rhythm or even some kind of rifts. Titus is the pro for yesterday's session, so i basically supported him when it was worship time and it almost felt like we have reached another level. Annointing was strong, people were moved. The response was most gratifying. Even Titus and Tiffany confirmed that notion.
Then we have shuling's mom who has been such a blessing to the group. We had an awesome meal of katong-styled laksa. Really delicious and to top it off, most of us stayed back to fellowship together till late. So happy to see everyone is actively engaged in conversation with one another with no one left out alone. REally really satisfying.
I still love w250 a lot. Coz of the time we've spent together all those years. but at least i can say i have moved on, grew a lot under tiffany's guidance, titus's guitaring mentorship and the friendship from the rest. And I believe everyone is doing great, wherever you are, in the different groups. Make the best of it, and hopefully we'll have our w250 reunion cycling trip soon.
Upon completion, the very man who brought hell to them, gave them their first salute upon commissioning. Touching.
I could almost see the bunks, the punishments, the shoutings, the survival training n the wave of verbal torment in my life. Yes, we went through all these, and like them we banded together and pulled through. We even had the first salute from our ssm. how touching. We almost miss being called a swine who suffers from pyschosis by him. In fact, i do. haha.
Anyway, back to the movie. The story line is really simple, plot's minimal, powerful values to take away almost none. But nevertheless..
Good movie. For all who wants a feel good, old sckool hot rod in nicely pressed uniform, cadets movie.
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I had a very fruitful cellgroup. Strangely, what first started out as making contacts with alien lifeforms eventually resulted in a very, very loving group.
Praise and worship was really good. Now my cgl has implemented a 2 guitarist system, and it's really good. It eases the burden of 1 having to take both praise and worship, now it's 1 for praise, and 1 for worship, and the off duty one will support the other through playing simple plucking, rhythm or even some kind of rifts. Titus is the pro for yesterday's session, so i basically supported him when it was worship time and it almost felt like we have reached another level. Annointing was strong, people were moved. The response was most gratifying. Even Titus and Tiffany confirmed that notion.
Then we have shuling's mom who has been such a blessing to the group. We had an awesome meal of katong-styled laksa. Really delicious and to top it off, most of us stayed back to fellowship together till late. So happy to see everyone is actively engaged in conversation with one another with no one left out alone. REally really satisfying.
I still love w250 a lot. Coz of the time we've spent together all those years. but at least i can say i have moved on, grew a lot under tiffany's guidance, titus's guitaring mentorship and the friendship from the rest. And I believe everyone is doing great, wherever you are, in the different groups. Make the best of it, and hopefully we'll have our w250 reunion cycling trip soon.
Friday, November 09, 2007
acceptance
i wish,
life can be simpler..
i dont need parables to tell my stories
i dont need to smile when i'm crying
i dont have to do what others say
i have no expectations to live up to
i wish to be me.
I'm fighting a war, a one man battle, rambo style. i don't mark my trail, i dont conceal my tracks. but with an automatic rifle in one hand, and a twin-barrel shotgun in the other, i dash for the outposts, raid the trenches, bomb the bunkers, to break down the series of obstacles that stands my way. Burn the bridges, sink the ships, i'm not going home. Yes, that's just about how i fight for my rights, my life.
i'm less than perfect, not an angel with hidden wings and misplaced halo.
i'm, but human.
accept me please.
life can be simpler..
i dont need parables to tell my stories
i dont need to smile when i'm crying
i dont have to do what others say
i have no expectations to live up to
i wish to be me.
I'm fighting a war, a one man battle, rambo style. i don't mark my trail, i dont conceal my tracks. but with an automatic rifle in one hand, and a twin-barrel shotgun in the other, i dash for the outposts, raid the trenches, bomb the bunkers, to break down the series of obstacles that stands my way. Burn the bridges, sink the ships, i'm not going home. Yes, that's just about how i fight for my rights, my life.
i'm less than perfect, not an angel with hidden wings and misplaced halo.
i'm, but human.
accept me please.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
i'm running in the rain~
Just compelled myself to jog just now. Yeah, for the sake of my hidden and almost forgotten abs.
Haven really jogged in a long while coz of work n other commitments, then i just realised, stand chart is coming and my figure is leaving, so i have better get my act together. So when i finally dragged myself out of my house, the cool breeze and moist air welcome me with open arms. Didnt really give it much tot though, just wanted to get my butt off the computer chairs. Therefore, i jogged.
When i was jogging halfway, the weather took a turn for the worst. Rain drops started pelting down my face and the breeze turned chilly gusts. Was contemplating seeking shelter, but then i was telling myself, there's no cat 1 in war. Also I have always wanted to run in the rain. Like some childhood dream. So i compiled couple more silly reasons like officer tis n that, i successfully psycho-ed myself to complete my run in the rain. Oh what pride..
Somehow, as I jogged, i was sub-consciously praying, asking God to hold back the rain. Like dont overwhelm me until it's all a blur and soaked. N so it was, the heavier rain did not come until i hit my block. Wow wow. thank God :)
Yes, i have jogged and completed my usual route in under half an hour. yeah! :)
bob
Haven really jogged in a long while coz of work n other commitments, then i just realised, stand chart is coming and my figure is leaving, so i have better get my act together. So when i finally dragged myself out of my house, the cool breeze and moist air welcome me with open arms. Didnt really give it much tot though, just wanted to get my butt off the computer chairs. Therefore, i jogged.
When i was jogging halfway, the weather took a turn for the worst. Rain drops started pelting down my face and the breeze turned chilly gusts. Was contemplating seeking shelter, but then i was telling myself, there's no cat 1 in war. Also I have always wanted to run in the rain. Like some childhood dream. So i compiled couple more silly reasons like officer tis n that, i successfully psycho-ed myself to complete my run in the rain. Oh what pride..
Somehow, as I jogged, i was sub-consciously praying, asking God to hold back the rain. Like dont overwhelm me until it's all a blur and soaked. N so it was, the heavier rain did not come until i hit my block. Wow wow. thank God :)
Yes, i have jogged and completed my usual route in under half an hour. yeah! :)
bob
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Sane again
Finally after such a long time, i'm having time for myself again. :)
The pda has been one of the world's greatest creation. I have found myself to be increasingly dependent on it. Somehow my life is constantly revolving around this little gadget. I have recently zhng-ed it with the addition of a 4-in-1 stylus pen (n pencil, n highlighter n ballpoint). Also i did some house cleaning on it, and made room for name cards! coolness :)
Then again, this invention has brought about a certain drawback. Coz now my schedule is more transparent and organised (sounds not bob), it has been easier to schedule appointments and stuffs. So much so that my time is no longer mine, but leased out to everyone who wants a slice of my life. (By typing this blog, i've given blogger.com a substantial portion of my free time. yikes~! ) Gone are the days when i can brush off bookings by mumbling some random appointment with martians in an exotic location. Coz everything is clearly listed out in my pda~! Maybe i should schedule an appointment with myself... hmm...
According to my pda, i'm booked from this evening, thru to next wed. Thurs is the only free time i have before i'm taken up again for that coming weekend.
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just suddenly feel like adding more to my blog.
A bit on what i've been getting myself into..
currently i'm into lots of xhtml n css, not really tat pro in it yet, but been practising on my coy website n been reading up a lot. Lemme recommend tis book by Head First. It is really brain-friendly. Covered over 300 pages in 2 weeks. mayb coz the words r nicely spaced. :) Then for graphic matters i'm doing a lot of photo manipulation n touch ups, and finally for my photography i have done a few informal photo shoot with my girlfriend and also have covered one of my best friend's ROM. Mr n Mrs Tay Kunming! Woo~! My first married close friends. I wonder who's next in line. hehe. Also been reading up wedding photography sites to get a feel from those pros. Actually i've been writing a song, but felt it's too emo to continue. Really nice n rocker feel.. maybe i shd change the lyrics before i present it to the band.
This is my career forecast:
web designer - senior web designer - interactive/multimedia director - creative director!
Man, i love to dream! :)
The pda has been one of the world's greatest creation. I have found myself to be increasingly dependent on it. Somehow my life is constantly revolving around this little gadget. I have recently zhng-ed it with the addition of a 4-in-1 stylus pen (n pencil, n highlighter n ballpoint). Also i did some house cleaning on it, and made room for name cards! coolness :)
Then again, this invention has brought about a certain drawback. Coz now my schedule is more transparent and organised (sounds not bob), it has been easier to schedule appointments and stuffs. So much so that my time is no longer mine, but leased out to everyone who wants a slice of my life. (By typing this blog, i've given blogger.com a substantial portion of my free time. yikes~! ) Gone are the days when i can brush off bookings by mumbling some random appointment with martians in an exotic location. Coz everything is clearly listed out in my pda~! Maybe i should schedule an appointment with myself... hmm...
According to my pda, i'm booked from this evening, thru to next wed. Thurs is the only free time i have before i'm taken up again for that coming weekend.
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just suddenly feel like adding more to my blog.
A bit on what i've been getting myself into..
currently i'm into lots of xhtml n css, not really tat pro in it yet, but been practising on my coy website n been reading up a lot. Lemme recommend tis book by Head First. It is really brain-friendly. Covered over 300 pages in 2 weeks. mayb coz the words r nicely spaced. :) Then for graphic matters i'm doing a lot of photo manipulation n touch ups, and finally for my photography i have done a few informal photo shoot with my girlfriend and also have covered one of my best friend's ROM. Mr n Mrs Tay Kunming! Woo~! My first married close friends. I wonder who's next in line. hehe. Also been reading up wedding photography sites to get a feel from those pros. Actually i've been writing a song, but felt it's too emo to continue. Really nice n rocker feel.. maybe i shd change the lyrics before i present it to the band.
This is my career forecast:
web designer - senior web designer - interactive/multimedia director - creative director!
Man, i love to dream! :)
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
interesting
Edwin just sent me a most ultimate mtv of the season. a extremely cheesy cowboyish milkman sing-a-long, insanely sung by the one who never bother to articulate his words and regurgitate everything in a constant slur, mr jay. Most mis-matched. But still i was highly fascinated by it as I was in complete denial tat the singer who drifted on mt akina also does part time milk delivery.
Ah hah! the origin of soy bean milk, when takumi crashes while doing his rounds
Anyway... although i've 2 posts of parables, i actually have the actual copy stored as drafts. Really, reading them is kinda therapuetic, keeps me in check of my mental state n emotional quo. Also one thing about blogs is tat, it expresses the mood of that moment. But it does not accurately reflect the writers mood, at the time when the reader interprets it. Coz the readers may read it an hour later, a day later, or even a month later. which would have been invalid for a long time by then. So, in view of mankind's lack of ability to execute rational judgement, i refuse to display those words as they may be the source of unnessary conflict.
So erm, some updates on my life n activities of late. last sunday I attended church, after tat i rushed off to do wedding photography. was really fun. Took some rather nice shots. hopefully i can send them over to my freind soon. After editing of coz. :P
ok, my brain is knocking out already. i'll prolly type again tomorrow.
Take care
Love Bob
Ah hah! the origin of soy bean milk, when takumi crashes while doing his rounds
Anyway... although i've 2 posts of parables, i actually have the actual copy stored as drafts. Really, reading them is kinda therapuetic, keeps me in check of my mental state n emotional quo. Also one thing about blogs is tat, it expresses the mood of that moment. But it does not accurately reflect the writers mood, at the time when the reader interprets it. Coz the readers may read it an hour later, a day later, or even a month later. which would have been invalid for a long time by then. So, in view of mankind's lack of ability to execute rational judgement, i refuse to display those words as they may be the source of unnessary conflict.
So erm, some updates on my life n activities of late. last sunday I attended church, after tat i rushed off to do wedding photography. was really fun. Took some rather nice shots. hopefully i can send them over to my freind soon. After editing of coz. :P
ok, my brain is knocking out already. i'll prolly type again tomorrow.
Take care
Love Bob
Thursday, October 11, 2007
unspoken words
haha... viewers' discretion is advised. my words are not meant for the average reader.
Looks like we're at another episode of "Unspoken Words"
bob
Looks like we're at another episode of "Unspoken Words"
bob
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Words unspoken
I have spent abt an hour typing my blog, but eventually I decided to trash it and not show. Because society is a delicate balance. A balancing act played by all around. We are all actors in our own rights. I have my role and my script, so let me play my part.
Encore.
bob
Encore.
bob
Monday, August 27, 2007
wondering.. death. And some others. :P
Have you ever wonder what you would do if you realised you have only a few days left to live? Before you start listing out the politically correct, holistic and socially responsible answers, pause for a moment to digest this question and reflect it in a realistic manner. I know it's pretty hard, unless you are experiencing it yourself.
Now what if it all did happened? But in a dream?
I had the weirdest dream recently. Senario is as per stated above. I dreamt that I only had a few days left to live and I was pretty amazed by the actions that followed.
Firstly i turned to God, I prayed and asked God to extend my life span. It kinda had no effect in the physical realm, but I just wanted to pray and share this tremendous mental load with an omnipotent being.
Then I went to a local game arcade centre to befriend the ah bengs and ah lians there. Bought chocolate for them to share.
After that I found a retired warant officer and offered him friendship and words of encouragement. Those glittering medals across his jacket, evident that he has made conscious effort to polish this objects of past fame and glory immortalized.
But despite all that I've done, my days remained numbered. Was terribly burdened, then i heard a familiar noise in the background.
My alarm clock.
What relief~~~ :)
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Yesterday was great. Cause I finally did something that I have wanted to do all my life. To run in the AHM, voluntarily. Perhaps I should list out some of the more memorable events.
I used the public mobile toilet. You see, my human waste, sometimes like to "chu" pattern. No, not those batik kind, it's churning at the worst moments possible, like, just before a major run like that. And so i humbly cramp myself into a tiny, dark and generously watered with pee cubicle. To crap of course. As for the details of the bowel motion sequence, you can leave ur hp number and i'll fill you in. :)
Then there was this little boy, about 6 yrs old, running along side with me. No, he wasnt panting like i did. Yes was I stunned, and shamed. Freaking kid prolly loaded with a ton of steroid or something.
Then there was this girl looking pretty in makeup and pink spaggetti strapped top. Sometimes we gotta admit that such people are excellent motivational factors. When ya behind, you will want to catch up to see how she looks, when you have caught up, you will pretend to wipe those perspiration on your forehead and look at her from under your arm pit. When contented, you will "gek" the "say" and act cool and oblivious to her presence, but secretly hoping that she will give you those lingering gaze as you jog way ahead, apparently effortlessly.
Then there was those familiar faces, lta tilak and mwo raymond. i wanted to say hi, but restraint as they were engaged in those armyish talks with other enciks.
Then there was those ocs cadets. I must admit, they are a loud bunch. Very attention grabbing. Was wondering, why must you guys be so loud and obnoxious and attention seeking? The tone, the communication style, the confidence and perhaps arrogance, exploded out with every bodily gesture and spoken word. Was pondering for quite a while, then i realised, it was because of their charisma, confidence, good people skills, etc etc that got them into ocs. these people are those who desire to be leaders of men and have shown those traits. Yes, they were loud, because they are not ashame and take pride in what they do. When a platoon of cadets caught up with me, their cheers and echoes stirred me and got me running alongside with these. Oh yes, my former days. I'm proud of them, coz that's where I came from. OCS.
Then there was the screaming cheerleaders. If i were still in sec sch or poly i would think they are the hottest gals ard, but sadly age has caught up and my taste changed. Sorry, i dont go for xiao mei meis. But they sure did perk up the jog for those compelled joggers.
Then there were 2 bands along the way. One of them has a female bassist. Coolness.
Then i crossed the finishing line. In 1hr 20min. Well done bob. You have got yourself a pair of aching legs. Ouch. :P
Stand Chart here i come!
running away
Bob
Now what if it all did happened? But in a dream?
I had the weirdest dream recently. Senario is as per stated above. I dreamt that I only had a few days left to live and I was pretty amazed by the actions that followed.
Firstly i turned to God, I prayed and asked God to extend my life span. It kinda had no effect in the physical realm, but I just wanted to pray and share this tremendous mental load with an omnipotent being.
Then I went to a local game arcade centre to befriend the ah bengs and ah lians there. Bought chocolate for them to share.
After that I found a retired warant officer and offered him friendship and words of encouragement. Those glittering medals across his jacket, evident that he has made conscious effort to polish this objects of past fame and glory immortalized.
But despite all that I've done, my days remained numbered. Was terribly burdened, then i heard a familiar noise in the background.
My alarm clock.
What relief~~~ :)
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Yesterday was great. Cause I finally did something that I have wanted to do all my life. To run in the AHM, voluntarily. Perhaps I should list out some of the more memorable events.
I used the public mobile toilet. You see, my human waste, sometimes like to "chu" pattern. No, not those batik kind, it's churning at the worst moments possible, like, just before a major run like that. And so i humbly cramp myself into a tiny, dark and generously watered with pee cubicle. To crap of course. As for the details of the bowel motion sequence, you can leave ur hp number and i'll fill you in. :)
Then there was this little boy, about 6 yrs old, running along side with me. No, he wasnt panting like i did. Yes was I stunned, and shamed. Freaking kid prolly loaded with a ton of steroid or something.
Then there was this girl looking pretty in makeup and pink spaggetti strapped top. Sometimes we gotta admit that such people are excellent motivational factors. When ya behind, you will want to catch up to see how she looks, when you have caught up, you will pretend to wipe those perspiration on your forehead and look at her from under your arm pit. When contented, you will "gek" the "say" and act cool and oblivious to her presence, but secretly hoping that she will give you those lingering gaze as you jog way ahead, apparently effortlessly.
Then there was those familiar faces, lta tilak and mwo raymond. i wanted to say hi, but restraint as they were engaged in those armyish talks with other enciks.
Then there was those ocs cadets. I must admit, they are a loud bunch. Very attention grabbing. Was wondering, why must you guys be so loud and obnoxious and attention seeking? The tone, the communication style, the confidence and perhaps arrogance, exploded out with every bodily gesture and spoken word. Was pondering for quite a while, then i realised, it was because of their charisma, confidence, good people skills, etc etc that got them into ocs. these people are those who desire to be leaders of men and have shown those traits. Yes, they were loud, because they are not ashame and take pride in what they do. When a platoon of cadets caught up with me, their cheers and echoes stirred me and got me running alongside with these. Oh yes, my former days. I'm proud of them, coz that's where I came from. OCS.
Then there was the screaming cheerleaders. If i were still in sec sch or poly i would think they are the hottest gals ard, but sadly age has caught up and my taste changed. Sorry, i dont go for xiao mei meis. But they sure did perk up the jog for those compelled joggers.
Then there were 2 bands along the way. One of them has a female bassist. Coolness.
Then i crossed the finishing line. In 1hr 20min. Well done bob. You have got yourself a pair of aching legs. Ouch. :P
Stand Chart here i come!
running away
Bob
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Foolish games
Like a fool, like a fool
I chased the wind like a fool
I held it in my hands; kissed it's forehead too
even though it was slipping through
like a fool, like a fool
I fought the shadows like a fool
I punched it in the plasters; in the concrete too
every single blow hurts like two
like a fool, like a fool
I watched the time passed, like a fool
it was ever so nonchalant, and haughty too
for i'm not worthy of sight, just like a tool
like a fool, like a fool
will anyone love someone like a fool
I am not a stone, nor a monkey in the zoo
But a man, that's madly after you
Like a fool, like a fool
I'm a fool for you
I hope that somehow it's true
that you're a fool for me too
bob
I chased the wind like a fool
I held it in my hands; kissed it's forehead too
even though it was slipping through
like a fool, like a fool
I fought the shadows like a fool
I punched it in the plasters; in the concrete too
every single blow hurts like two
like a fool, like a fool
I watched the time passed, like a fool
it was ever so nonchalant, and haughty too
for i'm not worthy of sight, just like a tool
like a fool, like a fool
will anyone love someone like a fool
I am not a stone, nor a monkey in the zoo
But a man, that's madly after you
Like a fool, like a fool
I'm a fool for you
I hope that somehow it's true
that you're a fool for me too
bob
Monday, July 30, 2007
bob's back
amazing. i've survived more than a month without blogging. i wonder if anyone still drops by here for updates.
in any case, the blog has to live on, my sanctuary, my place to holler and vent. So let these fingers translate thoughts into text, revealing a little more than just revelations of my daily acts.
read on, with a pinch of salt please.
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Was pondering what caused the ceasation of my virtual diary. then it dawned upon me that it was inevitably exposed by my classmates. i wondered what was the draw to reading someone's blog? was it an opportunity to unearth unspoken words, mix it in a jar of vinegar, then feed it to those who previously were aliens to my words, that eventually became embroiled in your little mash of gossipy fodder.
oh well, it's over.
the disappointments i meant. let's move on dear friends. :)
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Then there was the unnerving but enjoyable graduation process. spent several hours in front of the computer working my ass off just to get my portfolio up and running. Then after that there was the online portfolio which i compelled myself to create for the benefit of my job hunting experience. (oh yeah, it paid off, pretty well too. considering my starting pay is higher than some of my peers, and it has a great working environment as well as potential for growth. )
hopefully my time here will be well spent and that my dream of being the senior web designer by next year can be achieved. will update here when the website is up. Yes, they dont even have a website. it'll b painstaking created from scratch.
i see mountain for me to overcome, i meant mountain range.
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i drove up msia again despite several protests from some of my friends, citing high crime rates n certain issues about their traffic marshals. But i still went ahead nevertheless. It was more of a pligrimage for me, some kind of a ritual that the driver within wants to perform. also, it's an opportunity for me to meet up my relatives in ipoh. It was most meaningful and memorable.
here's an extract of my msia blog which i wrote on my pda.
"Msia travel blog 15072007 0008hr
today my parents n i drove up to msia with a few things on our agenda. To visit my uncle n his family in Ipoh, pay respect to my dad's late colleague, drive up for sightseeing in penang n of course for a family get together.
Today we have met my uncle n his family. It is nice to see these familiar faces again. Truely pple age, but still their significance in my life still stand firmly. We had the famous bean sprout chicken with hor fan for dinner, n after tat my uncle took me out for a spin ard ipoh.
it was then when it all came back.
We were visiting quite a few places ard ipoh until we returned to the old house they used to stay. oh what nostelgia. The feeling of anxiety overwhelmed my mind as i waited in anticipation of the place where so many memories had its roots in. We drove thru a myraid of road networks to reach the house, n with every turn, waves of memories struck me with recollection of the many events and situation that shaped my childhood. I remember the front porch with a steel swing. The many plants that lined the fence, the rustic interiors, the curtain that covered the room entrances, the murky laundry area, the wooden netted cabinet tat kept the porcelain wares, the white dotted mongrel my great grandma kept, the white n brown cat from the neighbourhd tat comes by everyday at the back, the joy rides with my younger uncle on his scooter, n of course, my jovial great grandma.
Sadly it's was all in e past.
Now, the house's abandoned, the swing stands in isolation in the empty porch. The dog was given away, the cat never came back, my younger uncle disappeared without a trace n my great grandma has passed away.
Oh how my heart cringed when the house came into view. All that i saw in my memory crushed by the stark reality of what that stood before me. A building striped of everything i treasure. A dream lost, no less. Sadly, that's life. I lost much so that i can build new ones with e future generations.
At least tat's how i console myself"
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i went for my first reservist. so happy to see so many familiar faces. My ocs instructor was there, my fellow cohort mates were a plenty, my upper study and upperx2 study was there too. not to forget the abandance of tekong officers. hahaha.. was like some kind of gathering when everyone is like reminising the good ole days. so much to talk, so much to bring to remembrance. looking forward to my in camp with these wonderful folks.
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okidoki tat's all for now. i've got a backlog of photos in my com tat has yet to reach the lovely subjects within. hahahah. my bad. wait up all you wonderful people. i'll get them to you soon :)
Cheers
Bob
in any case, the blog has to live on, my sanctuary, my place to holler and vent. So let these fingers translate thoughts into text, revealing a little more than just revelations of my daily acts.
read on, with a pinch of salt please.
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Was pondering what caused the ceasation of my virtual diary. then it dawned upon me that it was inevitably exposed by my classmates. i wondered what was the draw to reading someone's blog? was it an opportunity to unearth unspoken words, mix it in a jar of vinegar, then feed it to those who previously were aliens to my words, that eventually became embroiled in your little mash of gossipy fodder.
oh well, it's over.
the disappointments i meant. let's move on dear friends. :)
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Then there was the unnerving but enjoyable graduation process. spent several hours in front of the computer working my ass off just to get my portfolio up and running. Then after that there was the online portfolio which i compelled myself to create for the benefit of my job hunting experience. (oh yeah, it paid off, pretty well too. considering my starting pay is higher than some of my peers, and it has a great working environment as well as potential for growth. )
hopefully my time here will be well spent and that my dream of being the senior web designer by next year can be achieved. will update here when the website is up. Yes, they dont even have a website. it'll b painstaking created from scratch.
i see mountain for me to overcome, i meant mountain range.
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i drove up msia again despite several protests from some of my friends, citing high crime rates n certain issues about their traffic marshals. But i still went ahead nevertheless. It was more of a pligrimage for me, some kind of a ritual that the driver within wants to perform. also, it's an opportunity for me to meet up my relatives in ipoh. It was most meaningful and memorable.
here's an extract of my msia blog which i wrote on my pda.
"Msia travel blog 15072007 0008hr
today my parents n i drove up to msia with a few things on our agenda. To visit my uncle n his family in Ipoh, pay respect to my dad's late colleague, drive up for sightseeing in penang n of course for a family get together.
Today we have met my uncle n his family. It is nice to see these familiar faces again. Truely pple age, but still their significance in my life still stand firmly. We had the famous bean sprout chicken with hor fan for dinner, n after tat my uncle took me out for a spin ard ipoh.
it was then when it all came back.
We were visiting quite a few places ard ipoh until we returned to the old house they used to stay. oh what nostelgia. The feeling of anxiety overwhelmed my mind as i waited in anticipation of the place where so many memories had its roots in. We drove thru a myraid of road networks to reach the house, n with every turn, waves of memories struck me with recollection of the many events and situation that shaped my childhood. I remember the front porch with a steel swing. The many plants that lined the fence, the rustic interiors, the curtain that covered the room entrances, the murky laundry area, the wooden netted cabinet tat kept the porcelain wares, the white dotted mongrel my great grandma kept, the white n brown cat from the neighbourhd tat comes by everyday at the back, the joy rides with my younger uncle on his scooter, n of course, my jovial great grandma.
Sadly it's was all in e past.
Now, the house's abandoned, the swing stands in isolation in the empty porch. The dog was given away, the cat never came back, my younger uncle disappeared without a trace n my great grandma has passed away.
Oh how my heart cringed when the house came into view. All that i saw in my memory crushed by the stark reality of what that stood before me. A building striped of everything i treasure. A dream lost, no less. Sadly, that's life. I lost much so that i can build new ones with e future generations.
At least tat's how i console myself"
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i went for my first reservist. so happy to see so many familiar faces. My ocs instructor was there, my fellow cohort mates were a plenty, my upper study and upperx2 study was there too. not to forget the abandance of tekong officers. hahaha.. was like some kind of gathering when everyone is like reminising the good ole days. so much to talk, so much to bring to remembrance. looking forward to my in camp with these wonderful folks.
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okidoki tat's all for now. i've got a backlog of photos in my com tat has yet to reach the lovely subjects within. hahahah. my bad. wait up all you wonderful people. i'll get them to you soon :)
Cheers
Bob
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
the sun through my eye
it's sunny again.
a smile crept upon my face
away with the thundering clouds and howling wind
raindrops bittersweet to taste
it's sunny again
but where have the others gone
why wouldnt anyone join me in one accord
and sing away my sorrowed song
it's sunny again
although i'm drenched inside out
i chose not to complain, whine nor sigh
but smile with a hidden pout
it's sunny again
but it will not be for long
the sane has fled and frightened left
Coz it's the eye of the storm
weijian
190607
a smile crept upon my face
away with the thundering clouds and howling wind
raindrops bittersweet to taste
it's sunny again
but where have the others gone
why wouldnt anyone join me in one accord
and sing away my sorrowed song
it's sunny again
although i'm drenched inside out
i chose not to complain, whine nor sigh
but smile with a hidden pout
it's sunny again
but it will not be for long
the sane has fled and frightened left
Coz it's the eye of the storm
weijian
190607
Monday, June 04, 2007
Collapsing By
Dear Blog,
I've never meant to leave you. BUT have been extremely bogged down by so many stuffs n thoughts. So i figured i'd slap it all here to excuse myself from all blogging liabilities until further notice.
1) Reworking my past projects for grad show
2) Portfolio designing
3) WebsiteS creation
4) Photography
5) Emerge
6) Sleeping at odd hours
7) playing bejeweled
8) playing guitar
9) trying to play bass
10) trying to exercise
11) trying to finish a song
12) trying to keep on praying
13) reading "Strong Men in Tough Times" by Dr Edwin Louis Cole
14) saving up for my Tamron 17-50mm f2.8 Lense ~ $660
15) saving up for my PSP ~ $289
16) saving up for my future - wanna say priceless but... it's gonna be a huge sum.
17) trying to start to scout ard for jobs
18) trying to jog with my platoon mates
19) waiting to unpack my duffel bag - since 29/11/2005
20) loving my girlfriend :)
So many more things still bogs me.. but hey.. i've spent the whole day in front of my com, so we'll leave that under the category of "etc etc". Spare my aching fingers and radiated eyes please.
Oh well, back to my projects :P
bob
microwaved
I've never meant to leave you. BUT have been extremely bogged down by so many stuffs n thoughts. So i figured i'd slap it all here to excuse myself from all blogging liabilities until further notice.
1) Reworking my past projects for grad show
2) Portfolio designing
3) WebsiteS creation
4) Photography
5) Emerge
6) Sleeping at odd hours
7) playing bejeweled
8) playing guitar
9) trying to play bass
10) trying to exercise
11) trying to finish a song
12) trying to keep on praying
13) reading "Strong Men in Tough Times" by Dr Edwin Louis Cole
14) saving up for my Tamron 17-50mm f2.8 Lense ~ $660
15) saving up for my PSP ~ $289
16) saving up for my future - wanna say priceless but... it's gonna be a huge sum.
17) trying to start to scout ard for jobs
18) trying to jog with my platoon mates
19) waiting to unpack my duffel bag - since 29/11/2005
20) loving my girlfriend :)
So many more things still bogs me.. but hey.. i've spent the whole day in front of my com, so we'll leave that under the category of "etc etc". Spare my aching fingers and radiated eyes please.
Oh well, back to my projects :P
bob
microwaved
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