sometimes when bad things happened one after another, it makes one wonder about the reality of this person that we believe in. We'll just wonder why there is no intervention of any sort, even if it means dropping a psp from the sky and smashing my window, i'll be more than happy.
I had my fair share of shit yesterday. So much that i almost fell out with my girlfriend coz i was totally grouchy, stressed, highly irritable. Everything just seemed to go wrong. coz i'm the mc for my boss's wedding today (sat), and i was totally unprepared. clothes not ironed, sequence of events unsure, dont know my speech. got several coordinations to tie down, n i still had cell meeting at the evening. So by the time when it's about time tat i got home to prep for the next day, i got another surprise. i actually left the cds tat i need for sound check early the following morning in my colleague's car. tried calling him several times to no avail as he had left his hp in his car. So after much deliberation, i resorted to driving down to the groom's house which is like one end of sg to pick up the spare cd. and by the time when i reached his place after several wrong turns, it was like almost 2am. totally sucky. And when i was so ill prepped, my dad threw a last min bomb that he needed me to send him to work at 6.45 in the morning, i was totally zonked out.
WHAT THE %$@#^ IS GOING ON?!?!
yes, i was pissed. even when ironing the clothes in the wee hours of the night / morning, i discovered mould patches on my shirt. already i was transfigurating into a panda but still i had to clean my shirt as i iron it.
A sleep deprived, semi-conscious coordinator / emcee is not a very good start. but still the wedding has to go on. So despite my pathetic condition, i carried out my tasks to the best of my abilities. Yup, i survived the morning / afternoon session.
Everything basically went thru pretty well all the way till dinner and boy did i heave a mighty sigh of relief. Coz i'm just required to seat back n relax during dinner. No more responsibilities.
During the proceedings of the wedding dinner, there is this segment that the couple starts offering thanks to their loved ones. At such moment, they will thank everyone, and on top of that list out a few names in particular to thank them. Firstly they thanked God, next they thanked their parents, after that they thanked their relatives in general, followed by their brothers n sisters who helped with the whole event. Then at this point of time, the groom made a special mention of someone who went through so much to make the wedding a success. No, it's not those brothers or sisters who are supposed to be the key players in his wedding, not his legions of cousins and close friends, but unexpectedly, me. it's quite an experience especially when i'm not really that close to him and he kinda got the whole dining area to scan around for me. that was when i realised that all i went thru was not in vain. The extra mile covered meant so much to him that he would actually sieve me out from his bunch of brothers, cousins and close friends and appreciate me for what I have done. Touched. Not only by his words, but also by the way God works.
Truly, no eyes has seen, nor ears have heard, of what God has planned for us.
So as we left the place with the groom n his lovely wife thanking all of us as we leave the place. I gave a salute to the groom. Out of respect, and in a way, my form of reciprocating his kind words. Also another reason is because we had a rather officerly kinda working relationship for the whole wedding process. Dont really know how to put it in words, rather cheesy too, but hey, he deserves it.
I'm really feeling good about the whole event.
Have a everlasting and blissful marriage my dear friends.
love
bob
Sunday, June 08, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
east mountain rises again
Hooray! My Xray result has declared my healthy state. THank you all for ur care, concern and prayers. I have yet survived to fight another day.
Of coz my not-so-near-death experience is not going to put me out of action. Well.. not anytime soon. Coz there's just so many things that I want to do. Even if it risk breaking a few bones here n there. i wont stop trying till i'm down, i wont quit till i'm out, i wont surrender till it's over. Like my SSM once said, he wants to die in a war and not on his deathbed. I guess I want to die knowing i've done all that I can, all that i dared and perhaps more.
*flips the pages*
i've kinda got bitten by the emcee bug. My company's recent gala dinner that i emcee-ed must have been pretty good coz my boss asked me to emcee for her wedding. And lo and behold, i've got another emcee appointment in Oct for Kun's wedding~!
Hahaha. i like their faith.
*flips again*
my flat agent told us that we can expect to see the flat in 3 years time!!!Oh My!!! So exciting. i hope i'll have saved up enough for all the pretty pretty things in our love barrack (nest feels too cheesy for me). i forecast, 3 weekends of house warming parties. i hope no one will swing the wii controller outside the window. 34 storeys can potentially turn even a nose booger into killer litter material. (alrite, a really big one) i hope i have really nice and friendly neighbours. I am so gonna buy fruits for them to make peace on the first day. :)
alritey. time to get back to work. dreaming rocks man.
love
bob
Of coz my not-so-near-death experience is not going to put me out of action. Well.. not anytime soon. Coz there's just so many things that I want to do. Even if it risk breaking a few bones here n there. i wont stop trying till i'm down, i wont quit till i'm out, i wont surrender till it's over. Like my SSM once said, he wants to die in a war and not on his deathbed. I guess I want to die knowing i've done all that I can, all that i dared and perhaps more.
*flips the pages*
i've kinda got bitten by the emcee bug. My company's recent gala dinner that i emcee-ed must have been pretty good coz my boss asked me to emcee for her wedding. And lo and behold, i've got another emcee appointment in Oct for Kun's wedding~!
Hahaha. i like their faith.
*flips again*
my flat agent told us that we can expect to see the flat in 3 years time!!!Oh My!!! So exciting. i hope i'll have saved up enough for all the pretty pretty things in our love barrack (nest feels too cheesy for me). i forecast, 3 weekends of house warming parties. i hope no one will swing the wii controller outside the window. 34 storeys can potentially turn even a nose booger into killer litter material. (alrite, a really big one) i hope i have really nice and friendly neighbours. I am so gonna buy fruits for them to make peace on the first day. :)
alritey. time to get back to work. dreaming rocks man.
love
bob
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Angels touched me.
The clock held its pace, people held their peace. A moment of tranquility, almost surreal, frozen, in its time.
I didn't blink, coz i didn't dare.
In an instance, a horrendous screeching noise of grinding steel, tarmac and flesh shattered that time zone and screamed into my ear drums and jolted me to my senses. No, I wasn't the bystander, I just contributed my flesh to the symphony.
Like a heavenly bugle call, angels shed their mortal veil and manifested all around me. There were those locals who came to my aid and helped me to the side of the road and parked my bike safely on the side. Then followed by my colleagues who administered first aid, and according to those who ran off looking for the medical supplies, the locals were like shouting to them instinctively to guide them to the nearest pharmacy. Touching. I must have been the talk of the town for those fleeting moments.
Then angels came in the form of the other tourists who chatted with me, offering encouragement and advice. Then there were the attentive receptionists who helped me with the changing of the dressing of my wound. But there was this person who helped me changed my dressing, left a deep impression in my mind. My boss.
Sometimes we don't really expect our superior to extend that level of assistance because it feels humiliating to them. Then at that moment, I was reminded of how Jesus washed the feet of His disciples as she washed my wound with the saline solution. She didn't have to do it because I could manage it myself, but she insisted.
I used to think she's really proud, maybe arrogant, bitchy to a certain extend, but when she extended that level of help to her subordinate, all that preconceived mindset just vanished.
Then there were the multitudes who just came up to me just to find out how am I doing and offered advices ranging from traditional healing methods, to riding tips and even riding stories garnered during their heydays, n many more.
Somehow this accident I had, gave all these people a chance to show a good side of themselves. It also became an excellent conversation topic with all my colleagues. Perhaps, it's not such a bad thing after all. I mean by virtual of the fact that I still joined the team building games the following day and even led my team through the tug of war challenge to victory, i guess some of them might be( assumption ) encouraged.
Their angelic side didn't end in Koh Samui. When i returned to Singapore, my colleagues were like smsing me on my condition while I was away to see the doc and take my xray. Also when I got back to office, apart from the constant get well wishes, one of the kind aunties from my parent company actually brought some solution from her home for me to wash my wound with it. So sweet!
Yup, I have been really touched. Feels good to be fussed over. It's moving to see people coming forward and doing things out of their comfort zone for me. To know that I meant something to my colleagues leaves a sweet after-taste to the accident. Really appreciate everyone's love, care and concern.
Marcus even called me up and prayed for me over the phone. Solid la bro. Brotherhood! Much appreciated.
But all in all, my girlfriend has always been that ever present support through the whole episode. The only one who sees beyond my smiley countenance, hears my whine and complains. Thank you my dear!
Yes, I do believe, every cloud is silver-lined.
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Zarah and I are getting closer to our dream home!! so exciting :) Gonna pay the 5% downpayment next week. :) I'm so gonna get a 42 inch plasma tv for the living room~!!!! Just thinking of it gets me all excited. Oh, did i mention it's gonna be another ~~~ 4 yrs time? :P
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Did i mentioned my birthday is like over???
Although I've been typing for the past hour on this blog, i MUST have this entry. Because this touched me so much and simply meant a whole lot to me.
I didnt have much plans or hope for my birthday actually. Coz I had the combined birthday with ben on thurs already, and on the actual day I'll just celebrate it with a simple dinner for 2 at fish n co at the glass house.
Or so i thought.
When I arrived at fish n co, my gf simply led me up to the 2nd level. Nothing too wow about that, but what took me by surprise was the presence of the supper gang! I mean.. it's like ages when supper gang did something like this to surprise a member on their birthday! I was literally speechless, close to tears, and totally blown away. I cant thank everyone enough but I still must say it (even though it's like almost a month after right now), thank you guys! i really love all of you!
And so, here's a tribute to those who etched my 25th birthday celebration onto my heart.
I didn't blink, coz i didn't dare.
In an instance, a horrendous screeching noise of grinding steel, tarmac and flesh shattered that time zone and screamed into my ear drums and jolted me to my senses. No, I wasn't the bystander, I just contributed my flesh to the symphony.
Like a heavenly bugle call, angels shed their mortal veil and manifested all around me. There were those locals who came to my aid and helped me to the side of the road and parked my bike safely on the side. Then followed by my colleagues who administered first aid, and according to those who ran off looking for the medical supplies, the locals were like shouting to them instinctively to guide them to the nearest pharmacy. Touching. I must have been the talk of the town for those fleeting moments.
Then angels came in the form of the other tourists who chatted with me, offering encouragement and advice. Then there were the attentive receptionists who helped me with the changing of the dressing of my wound. But there was this person who helped me changed my dressing, left a deep impression in my mind. My boss.
Sometimes we don't really expect our superior to extend that level of assistance because it feels humiliating to them. Then at that moment, I was reminded of how Jesus washed the feet of His disciples as she washed my wound with the saline solution. She didn't have to do it because I could manage it myself, but she insisted.
I used to think she's really proud, maybe arrogant, bitchy to a certain extend, but when she extended that level of help to her subordinate, all that preconceived mindset just vanished.
Then there were the multitudes who just came up to me just to find out how am I doing and offered advices ranging from traditional healing methods, to riding tips and even riding stories garnered during their heydays, n many more.
Somehow this accident I had, gave all these people a chance to show a good side of themselves. It also became an excellent conversation topic with all my colleagues. Perhaps, it's not such a bad thing after all. I mean by virtual of the fact that I still joined the team building games the following day and even led my team through the tug of war challenge to victory, i guess some of them might be( assumption ) encouraged.
Their angelic side didn't end in Koh Samui. When i returned to Singapore, my colleagues were like smsing me on my condition while I was away to see the doc and take my xray. Also when I got back to office, apart from the constant get well wishes, one of the kind aunties from my parent company actually brought some solution from her home for me to wash my wound with it. So sweet!
Yup, I have been really touched. Feels good to be fussed over. It's moving to see people coming forward and doing things out of their comfort zone for me. To know that I meant something to my colleagues leaves a sweet after-taste to the accident. Really appreciate everyone's love, care and concern.
Marcus even called me up and prayed for me over the phone. Solid la bro. Brotherhood! Much appreciated.
But all in all, my girlfriend has always been that ever present support through the whole episode. The only one who sees beyond my smiley countenance, hears my whine and complains. Thank you my dear!
Yes, I do believe, every cloud is silver-lined.
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Zarah and I are getting closer to our dream home!! so exciting :) Gonna pay the 5% downpayment next week. :) I'm so gonna get a 42 inch plasma tv for the living room~!!!! Just thinking of it gets me all excited. Oh, did i mention it's gonna be another ~~~ 4 yrs time? :P
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Did i mentioned my birthday is like over???
Although I've been typing for the past hour on this blog, i MUST have this entry. Because this touched me so much and simply meant a whole lot to me.
I didnt have much plans or hope for my birthday actually. Coz I had the combined birthday with ben on thurs already, and on the actual day I'll just celebrate it with a simple dinner for 2 at fish n co at the glass house.
Or so i thought.
When I arrived at fish n co, my gf simply led me up to the 2nd level. Nothing too wow about that, but what took me by surprise was the presence of the supper gang! I mean.. it's like ages when supper gang did something like this to surprise a member on their birthday! I was literally speechless, close to tears, and totally blown away. I cant thank everyone enough but I still must say it (even though it's like almost a month after right now), thank you guys! i really love all of you!
And so, here's a tribute to those who etched my 25th birthday celebration onto my heart.
thank you guys!
Love
Bob
Bob
Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Jaded
i tink tis is a sad world. every now and then someone will be there to lament how they have been ill-treated by their circumstances and are heavily burdened. nope, society wont help, the self-righteous seemed hindered by some unseen forces to help. yup. so i try to help. i realised that i'm like a dying breed of people. wholesome by nature, jaded by mankind. i listen to all the sob stories, i sympathize and help where i can while the rest just analyse and advise. wt%. i'm like the only clown walking the walk. so thus began the jadeite process.
recently my dad "confronted" me about some contributions that i make to some organizations. i tot he's gonna recite his 10 yrs series lecture of this rodent infested world, but no. he just told me, God sees it.
that's a refreshing view from someone like my dad. he can be quite a skeptic, doesnt believe in handouts, must fend for oneself, etc etc. a hardy man. nevertheless, a good man. so with those words of encouragement, he gave me a reason to cont these charitable works.
life. hum bug.
i'm slowly starting to break track and find new reasons and purposes. i may not be right, but at least i can lift my head high.
dont tell me, show me.
bobbaleena
(some gay fren gave me this name :P)
ps: no, i'm not turning gay if u r wondering. i love the army.
recently my dad "confronted" me about some contributions that i make to some organizations. i tot he's gonna recite his 10 yrs series lecture of this rodent infested world, but no. he just told me, God sees it.
that's a refreshing view from someone like my dad. he can be quite a skeptic, doesnt believe in handouts, must fend for oneself, etc etc. a hardy man. nevertheless, a good man. so with those words of encouragement, he gave me a reason to cont these charitable works.
life. hum bug.
i'm slowly starting to break track and find new reasons and purposes. i may not be right, but at least i can lift my head high.
dont tell me, show me.
bobbaleena
(some gay fren gave me this name :P)
ps: no, i'm not turning gay if u r wondering. i love the army.
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
to the greens and back
It was all a breeze.
Okay at least i try to pretend that we were lazing in the bunk everyday and have a Nuahz of a time. Sadly, no. I saw so much vegetation that my preconceived impression of reservist was totally revamped and the motion of which felt like active unit again.
But despite all the sufferings, I am really glad with what I have went through. I have an awesome bunch of guys under me, my superior likes me, and I got a whole of of friends going through this together. Yup, people whom i counted on to keep me sane through those army daze. The best way to describe the experience; is going through ocs again but without the excessive tekan. Lovely.
10 years suddenly dont seem to be such a long time. Perhaps one day I may just volunteer for a 2nd cycle when my first is over. Then again we'll see how things go.
Yup, and so it was a breeze of my buddies' sweat mixed with "Off" sprays and mosquito coils.
Cheers
Bob
PS: there's so much I want to type but the clock beckons me to bed. oh well :P
Okay at least i try to pretend that we were lazing in the bunk everyday and have a Nuahz of a time. Sadly, no. I saw so much vegetation that my preconceived impression of reservist was totally revamped and the motion of which felt like active unit again.
But despite all the sufferings, I am really glad with what I have went through. I have an awesome bunch of guys under me, my superior likes me, and I got a whole of of friends going through this together. Yup, people whom i counted on to keep me sane through those army daze. The best way to describe the experience; is going through ocs again but without the excessive tekan. Lovely.
10 years suddenly dont seem to be such a long time. Perhaps one day I may just volunteer for a 2nd cycle when my first is over. Then again we'll see how things go.
Yup, and so it was a breeze of my buddies' sweat mixed with "Off" sprays and mosquito coils.
Cheers
Bob
PS: there's so much I want to type but the clock beckons me to bed. oh well :P
Friday, March 21, 2008
People Relation n some others
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
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
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
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