Showing posts from March, 2009

Work like you don't need the money

the best thing about working in china.

is that i could pretend to be a chinese and act like i don't know english when i didn't want to deal with foreigners.

or that i could pretend that i could not speak or understand chinese.

potted flowers sign of spring

tuesday, we went to tiger hill. my second trip there.

it was like an exhibit of flowers. potted flowers.

anyway, we started talking.
and it made me think.
and we talked about death...

it's something that is unknown and yet everyone have to go through it. it scares me that i would have to go through it alone. i'm afraid of what comes after death. will we cease to exist?

i'm trying to cherish every moment where i would move my hands, hear gossips, look at pretty flowers, smell the rain and taste the bitterness of coffee.

imagine when you are dead, you can't feel any senses, you can't talk to the people who are standing next to you mourning and calling your name. you want to comfort them, you really do... but how?

death wouldn't be that scary if i'm assured that i could still feel, think and communicate. (as ghosts/living in a parallel universe)

it's times like this when i start to reflect alot. because life is short, time is ticking faster than ever.



i don't know la.
my throat is in so much pain right now that it hurts everytime i swallow my saliva.

i've been like sick - on and off for 3 times this month!

i don't know what made me so vulnerable these days to all those stupid germs and bacteria and viruses.

results release. just wished that i could have done better.


A man lay on his bed at the end of his life waiting to die. His dream came to pay its last respects and bid farewell to the man who had never used it.

As it entered the room the man looked down in shame.

“Why did you not realise me?” the dream asked.

“Because I was afraid,” the man said.

“Afraid of what?” asked the dream.

“I was afraid I would fail.”

“But haven’t you failed by not attempting to use me?”

“Yes I have, but I always thought there would be tomorrow.”

“You fool!” said the dream, “Did it never occur to you that there was only ever today… the moment that you are in right now? Do you think that now that death is here you can put it off until tomorrow?”

“No.” said the man, a tear gently rolling down his cheek.

The dream was softer now, because it knew that there were two types of pain - the pain of discipline, and the pain of regret - and while discipline weighs ounces, regret weighs pounds.

Then the dream leaned forward to gently wipe away the tear and said, “You need only ha…

visit from home

my sister came to visit.
hence meiqing and i went to shanghai on sunday in order to fetch her from the airport on monday.

we met up with zeph's dad again and stayed at his apartment at pudong. a cozy and comfy apartment. the thing that i most like about the house was that there were english books to satisfy my craving during the few months. and also, he brought us to visit the IHG headquarters in shanghai. a super nice experience lah.

anyway my bank is so dried with my excessive spending during this shanghai trip. i don't know how am i suppose to live for the rest of the month. there is so many things i want to get.