Monday, March 12, 2007
Well well well... its been some time i guess.. work's been picking up steam ever since.. anyway i've come to a decision to swtich this to a photoblog.. partly coz my life's not very intersting and nothing special to blog about.. and also cos i always have a deep sense of admiration towards well taken photo.. haha maybe one day i'll start posting my own pictures (when i have the money to get one good SLR) but til then it'llbe pics from frens, contacts and web (flickr). Hope you'll enjoy the pictures as much as i do.. the photographers are really pro.. well at least most of them.. even so, all the pics are excellent !
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Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Lately things have come rushing at me fast and thick.. had my ups and boy i sure have loads of down.. last few weeks had been mostly work for my and i'm glad to say i'm having fun.. of course there's again the normal bitterness in life too but i'm happy i get by and not too bugged by them...
anyway came across this from my friends blog,
"
Dear God,
When i am lonely and perhaps heart broken,
Let not my ailing heart forget that You hear my every prayer,
Remind me that no matter what i do or fail to do,
There is always hope, for as long as i have faith in You,
Let not my eyes be blinded by some mistakes that I've made,
But help me to regret my wrong and to make up for it,
Grant me the peace and rest that I need,
The courage of tomorrow,
and the strength to stand on my feet.
"
Suddenly i feel stronger already..
"Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."~Confucious
anyway came across this from my friends blog,
"
Dear God,
When i am lonely and perhaps heart broken,
Let not my ailing heart forget that You hear my every prayer,
Remind me that no matter what i do or fail to do,
There is always hope, for as long as i have faith in You,
Let not my eyes be blinded by some mistakes that I've made,
But help me to regret my wrong and to make up for it,
Grant me the peace and rest that I need,
The courage of tomorrow,
and the strength to stand on my feet.
"
Suddenly i feel stronger already..
"Our greatest glory consists not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall."~Confucious
escape back to reality at 23.1.07
Monday, January 15, 2007
Read this article some time ago and so happen that i chanced upon it again today. Its worth a read and somehow it never fails to instill the feeling that hey, in this world despite all harshness of life, miracles do happen. I dont know if this is true or not...... but i definitely would like to believe that it is true....
Barefoot and dirty, the little girl just sat in the park and watched people go by. She never tied to speak, she never said a word. Many people passed but no one person glanced her way, no one stopped including me.
The next day i decided to go back to te park, curious if the little girl would still be there. Right in the very spot she was yesterday, she sat perched on high, with the saddest look in her eyes. But todayi could not just walk away. concerned only with my affairs. Instead i found myself walking over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
As i began walking towards her, i could see the back of the little girl's dress indicated a deformity. I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no effort to care. As i got closer the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to avoid my intent glare. I could see the shae of her back more clearly. It was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was okay, i was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened a simple "hello". The little girl acted shocked and stammered a "hi" after a long stare into my eyes. i smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked til darkness fell and the park was completely empty. Everyone was gone and we were completely alone.
I asked the little girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked atme and said," Because I am different." i immediately said,"That you are!" and smiled. the little girl grew even sadder and said "i know".
"Little girl," I said, " you remind me of an angel sweet and innocent."
She looked at me and smiled slowly. she stood to herfeet and said," Really?"
"Yes dear, you are like a little guardian angel sent to watch over all those people walking by,"
She nodded her head and smiled, and with that spread ger wings and said," I am , I am your guardian angel", with a twinkle in her eyes. I was speechless, surely i was seeing things.
She said," And when you began thinking of someone other than yourself, my job here was done." Immediately i stood to my feet and said,"wait, so why did no one elsestop to help an angel?"
She looked at me and smiled.
"You are the only one who could see me", and she was gone. With that my life changed dramatically. So when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you. Mine was.......
Haha its just like me isnt it.. such little little things is able to tug my heartstring.. :)
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertain angels unawares ~ Hebrews 13:2
Barefoot and dirty, the little girl just sat in the park and watched people go by. She never tied to speak, she never said a word. Many people passed but no one person glanced her way, no one stopped including me.
The next day i decided to go back to te park, curious if the little girl would still be there. Right in the very spot she was yesterday, she sat perched on high, with the saddest look in her eyes. But todayi could not just walk away. concerned only with my affairs. Instead i found myself walking over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone.
As i began walking towards her, i could see the back of the little girl's dress indicated a deformity. I figured that was the reason the people just passed by and made no effort to care. As i got closer the little girl slightly lowered her eyes to avoid my intent glare. I could see the shae of her back more clearly. It was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was okay, i was there to help, to talk.
I sat down beside her and opened a simple "hello". The little girl acted shocked and stammered a "hi" after a long stare into my eyes. i smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked til darkness fell and the park was completely empty. Everyone was gone and we were completely alone.
I asked the little girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked atme and said," Because I am different." i immediately said,"That you are!" and smiled. the little girl grew even sadder and said "i know".
"Little girl," I said, " you remind me of an angel sweet and innocent."
She looked at me and smiled slowly. she stood to herfeet and said," Really?"
"Yes dear, you are like a little guardian angel sent to watch over all those people walking by,"
She nodded her head and smiled, and with that spread ger wings and said," I am , I am your guardian angel", with a twinkle in her eyes. I was speechless, surely i was seeing things.
She said," And when you began thinking of someone other than yourself, my job here was done." Immediately i stood to my feet and said,"wait, so why did no one elsestop to help an angel?"
She looked at me and smiled.
"You are the only one who could see me", and she was gone. With that my life changed dramatically. So when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you. Mine was.......
Haha its just like me isnt it.. such little little things is able to tug my heartstring.. :)
Be not forgetful to entertain strangers; for thereby some have entertain angels unawares ~ Hebrews 13:2
escape back to reality at 15.1.07
Haha it seems long since the last post here.. well another year has gone by. SO FAST!!! and i'll be graduating soon. It doesnt look too rosy though.. Just have to look forward to all there is to come.... 2007.. year of farewells, new challenges and inevitably the coming of year for the boy-who-never-wants-to-grow-up. Oh dear i'm getting really old. As a matter of fact somehow, for watever reason it is, i'm suddenly past the phase of T-shirts, sporty wear, games(except for my occasional winning eleven session), and sneakers. I AM GETTING OLD!!!!
Post birthday 2007, i'm greeted with my newfound interest in watching news, floods, new ASEAN free trade discussion, Louvre's upcoming exhibition in s'pore, train collison in Thailand etc etc. News no longer confined to the last 10 minutes or so covering the sports section. And i have to admit i'm fast becoming a workaholic. Maybe cos i'm interested in what i'm doing but also cos theres pretty much nothing else better to do. I love shopping but i hate crowds. i get impatient, irritated and not to mention just to get out of Boon Lay i have to wait 3 days for a freaking bus(darn SBS). So what do i do in the weekends? either i go back lab to do some work or i stay at home watch animes or shows but usually its a balance of both. My mum got worried that she actually ask me to try to change the course of my future career. and guess wat. she says ,"U HAVE NO LIFE!" wow.. coming from a mother.. i guess it must have some basis in that statement.
Anyway been re-shaping my wardrobe.. bought couple of shirts and polo tees.. oh dear and i got attracted to brands like crocodile (my father wears them!!!). and i have to say their polo T's really nice (pricey). for the umpteenth time,, I AM GETTING OLD!! yup so that leaves polos and shirts for me. save for some T-shirt that i bought in malaysia (on a spur of excitement in F.O.S).
Alas that all being said, i'm not really that old right? at least i havent reach the stage where i'll enjoy sipping some beer in the local S-11 outlet. i still enjoy some working out time, running and maybe do some crazy stuff... 2007.... seriously i still dont know what this year holds. on one hand its mysteriously exciting.. but on the other its painfully uncertain.
whatever it is i am getting old..
not that old right actually... haha at least compare to grandma... haha speaking of which really should anticipate 2007. lets do some simple comparison yea for the upcoming year.
me vs grandma
mood: London's gloom vs Sunny Carribbean
age: not-so-old vs qualified for museum exhibits
career: prolly end up in a petrol station vs pHD, faculty positions nobel prize??!
Post birthday 2007, i'm greeted with my newfound interest in watching news, floods, new ASEAN free trade discussion, Louvre's upcoming exhibition in s'pore, train collison in Thailand etc etc. News no longer confined to the last 10 minutes or so covering the sports section. And i have to admit i'm fast becoming a workaholic. Maybe cos i'm interested in what i'm doing but also cos theres pretty much nothing else better to do. I love shopping but i hate crowds. i get impatient, irritated and not to mention just to get out of Boon Lay i have to wait 3 days for a freaking bus(darn SBS). So what do i do in the weekends? either i go back lab to do some work or i stay at home watch animes or shows but usually its a balance of both. My mum got worried that she actually ask me to try to change the course of my future career. and guess wat. she says ,"U HAVE NO LIFE!" wow.. coming from a mother.. i guess it must have some basis in that statement.
Anyway been re-shaping my wardrobe.. bought couple of shirts and polo tees.. oh dear and i got attracted to brands like crocodile (my father wears them!!!). and i have to say their polo T's really nice (pricey). for the umpteenth time,, I AM GETTING OLD!! yup so that leaves polos and shirts for me. save for some T-shirt that i bought in malaysia (on a spur of excitement in F.O.S).
Alas that all being said, i'm not really that old right? at least i havent reach the stage where i'll enjoy sipping some beer in the local S-11 outlet. i still enjoy some working out time, running and maybe do some crazy stuff... 2007.... seriously i still dont know what this year holds. on one hand its mysteriously exciting.. but on the other its painfully uncertain.
whatever it is i am getting old..
not that old right actually... haha at least compare to grandma... haha speaking of which really should anticipate 2007. lets do some simple comparison yea for the upcoming year.
me vs grandma
mood: London's gloom vs Sunny Carribbean
age: not-so-old vs qualified for museum exhibits
career: prolly end up in a petrol station vs pHD, faculty positions nobel prize??!
grandma's first class honours student btw.. yaya i know what u r thinking.. so old still studying right.. haha reminds me of that PHD student in my sch Mrs Ravi whom i think majority of the students abhor.. haha
haha cant think of anything else, mind's failing too.. but in anycase.. grandma if u reading this, next time ur lab got openings, do consider me yea.. i boast of great test tube washing skills. haha
hmm is my thoughts getting incoherent already... gosh early signs of Alzheimer. K i better go rest awhile.. old man need his sleep.. haha :P
Anyway hope you all have a great 2007!! Ganbatte-ne!~!~!~!
Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. ~ Matthews 7:7
escape back to reality at 15.1.07
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
2 lips 2 lips 2 lips.... nice stillframe shot... (taken from Tanna.. btw the last 2 also from her)
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Life in the fast lane... when you are moving forward too fast.. you tend to neglect something significant behind...
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Aint it gorgeous.. the setting of the majestic Sun...
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I love the sea...the salty air, the breeze, the gushing waters and all... The tireless waves will come and wash away all our worries... (pic taken from Tanna)
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Dip under the setting sun.... Priceless...... (also from Kurien)
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I love beautiful pics.. this one's courtesy of Kurien.. actually more like i snatch from his blog......
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To the interestingly complex someone... nobody says life is gonna be easy.. but as John Constantine quotes," He works in mysterious ways, some people like it some people dont". In the meantime, lil JayJay says be STRONG!!
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Saturday, December 23, 2006
Fairytale........
Cute, sweet and touching.........
Cute, sweet and touching.........
escape back to reality at 23.12.06
Had a very tiring but productive day at the lab today.. An extremely filling dinner later, i dont have the mood to do anything but just sit and relax to the thousands of songs i have in my computer.. Though random, some of the very nice old songs churn up and slowly but surely set me into this karaoke mode frenzy... haha its so fun to sing along sometimes or when the pitch is too high (which is often the case), mouthing the lyrics feels equally good and satisfying.
As i've often say sometimes depending on the time and situation a song is played or listen, usually there's always a piece of memory etched deep within the melody. I mean i'm sure there are songs that'll remind you of your first love, rejection, failure, happiness or even bring you back to relive certain phases of your life. When i heard Chumbawamba singing "i get knock down and i get up again... bla bla bla" instantly i drifted back to my secondary school days doing that ridiculous add math homework all the while banging my head in synchrony to the rhythm of the song...
And when Jay Chou's 半島鐵盒 begins playing, i got drifted back to this period of time when i was staring rejection squarely in the face and all... Then there's happier songs like " A whole new world"... i was back to my naivete state of innocence where i still believe in genies and magic carpets and oogle at the Oh -so -beautiful princess Jasmine.
All in all, at least to me, music seems to play a huge part in crosslinking and capturing bits and pieces of my yesteryears.. the little little things that i may not consciously try to remember. Its pretty amazing dont you think?
Anyway i was watching this mv. another old song which i adore.. simple but nice lyrics.. haha simple cos i can understand and appreciate.. lol.. and did i mention catchy tune? The MV is kinda touching too.. this is what i understand in english...Try guessing what song it is....
Chorus:
I want to be,
That angel you loved,
As depicted in the fairytale,
I'll spread my arms,
Sheltering you under my protective wings,
You must believe,
have faith that we can live a fairytale,
Where joy and happiness awaits in the end.
PS: sorry if its not accurate ya, my chinese really cannot make it...
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. ~ Guillaume Apollinaire
As i've often say sometimes depending on the time and situation a song is played or listen, usually there's always a piece of memory etched deep within the melody. I mean i'm sure there are songs that'll remind you of your first love, rejection, failure, happiness or even bring you back to relive certain phases of your life. When i heard Chumbawamba singing "i get knock down and i get up again... bla bla bla" instantly i drifted back to my secondary school days doing that ridiculous add math homework all the while banging my head in synchrony to the rhythm of the song...
And when Jay Chou's 半島鐵盒 begins playing, i got drifted back to this period of time when i was staring rejection squarely in the face and all... Then there's happier songs like " A whole new world"... i was back to my naivete state of innocence where i still believe in genies and magic carpets and oogle at the Oh -so -beautiful princess Jasmine.
All in all, at least to me, music seems to play a huge part in crosslinking and capturing bits and pieces of my yesteryears.. the little little things that i may not consciously try to remember. Its pretty amazing dont you think?
Anyway i was watching this mv. another old song which i adore.. simple but nice lyrics.. haha simple cos i can understand and appreciate.. lol.. and did i mention catchy tune? The MV is kinda touching too.. this is what i understand in english...Try guessing what song it is....
Chorus:
I want to be,
That angel you loved,
As depicted in the fairytale,
I'll spread my arms,
Sheltering you under my protective wings,
You must believe,
have faith that we can live a fairytale,
Where joy and happiness awaits in the end.
PS: sorry if its not accurate ya, my chinese really cannot make it...
Now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy. ~ Guillaume Apollinaire
escape back to reality at 23.12.06
Friday, December 22, 2006
In the last few days, to me the term "couple" took a dramatic turn somewhat, just like in those RPG games that you'd probably played- it simply Level Up....... I know everything is almost coming to an end.. Undergrad life's about to be over, hall life, and more so, care free life (to a certain extent)... i have 6 months of undergrad lifespan left but recent events seems to be rushing me off towards the finish line.. where beyond it is a foggy path.. one that i cant see where i'm heading or even had the slightest clue where it leads to. The the finishing line is but a devious welcome into the REAL world......
Well anyway back to the term "couple", i've come to know a few of my friends are planning, took the first leap of faith or at least envisage union in the not-so-distant future. First things first, i'm really happy for them. To somehow know that their special someone is the RIGHT one and one that they are willing to share the rest of their lives with.. They looked so so happy.. you'll notice this blinding rock snuggled comfortably on that special finger.. you'll see smiles from ear to ear just by them describing how the future holds for them and their loved ones..... My dear friends i sincerely wish for your joy and happiness.
As for me.. trains of thoughts race pass my mind.. so now i'm at the age where marriage beckons? (actualy some of my friends has already married) Is that just another thingto do after graduation? Or maybe the harsh life is better tolerated with a compatible companion.....
Then again........... the answer i've come to is always a NO...... maybe i'm not prepared for all this things yet.. i've still got so much things to do.. so much more to achieve (unless i work in a petrol station after i graduate), so many places to go to....... Seriously, marriage is definitely not what i'm seeking at ths point of time.. in fact far from it.. Maybe i'm scared of commitment... Maybe i'm being selfish......... maybe many years down the road my perception will change.. but for now.. its unmoveable... haha perhaps when its finally my turn.. the friends that i'll be inviting will probably be bringing their kids along....
So til then, if you guys got any good news to share.. dont forget to invite me ya.. i'll be the best guest you'll ever have...i'll behave, i have proper dining etiquettes, i dont drink so i wont finish all the drinks you've ordered and unforgettably, i'll be wearing a very huge smile to your very joyous occasion.
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part. ~ George Bernard Shaw
Well anyway back to the term "couple", i've come to know a few of my friends are planning, took the first leap of faith or at least envisage union in the not-so-distant future. First things first, i'm really happy for them. To somehow know that their special someone is the RIGHT one and one that they are willing to share the rest of their lives with.. They looked so so happy.. you'll notice this blinding rock snuggled comfortably on that special finger.. you'll see smiles from ear to ear just by them describing how the future holds for them and their loved ones..... My dear friends i sincerely wish for your joy and happiness.
As for me.. trains of thoughts race pass my mind.. so now i'm at the age where marriage beckons? (actualy some of my friends has already married) Is that just another thingto do after graduation? Or maybe the harsh life is better tolerated with a compatible companion.....
Then again........... the answer i've come to is always a NO...... maybe i'm not prepared for all this things yet.. i've still got so much things to do.. so much more to achieve (unless i work in a petrol station after i graduate), so many places to go to....... Seriously, marriage is definitely not what i'm seeking at ths point of time.. in fact far from it.. Maybe i'm scared of commitment... Maybe i'm being selfish......... maybe many years down the road my perception will change.. but for now.. its unmoveable... haha perhaps when its finally my turn.. the friends that i'll be inviting will probably be bringing their kids along....
So til then, if you guys got any good news to share.. dont forget to invite me ya.. i'll be the best guest you'll ever have...i'll behave, i have proper dining etiquettes, i dont drink so i wont finish all the drinks you've ordered and unforgettably, i'll be wearing a very huge smile to your very joyous occasion.
When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part. ~ George Bernard Shaw
escape back to reality at 22.12.06
Its a cold cold day and its one of the day that i woke up feeling lazy, being lazy throughout the day and i'll end the day lazing on the bed fell asleep and hopefully never wake up again in this cold cruel world..
Highlight of my day? rather unexpectedly i receive this email from an old friend of mine.. soeone i got to know few years back from the old Hall 3 where we used to play scrabble together.. He'd graduated last year but even this small piece of effort to keep in touch is indeed warming especially in this kind of weather..
Perhaps one of the most charismatic captain and a friend i've known.. he had an uncanny ability to motivate, and bring out the best in you merely in the form of speech/writings. Creative and impactful... oh and did i mention his gf(ex-s) are all incredibly beautiful. haha oh well.. this is the email he sent... FYI those caps words like satire, regina etc are all sets used in scrabble game... if you encounter one in a game lady luck is smiling at you.. a couple in one game, and she's probably stroking your hair.. haha anyway... this is a tribute to a remarkable captain..
Dear Scrabbies and Jack Wand,
It has been a long time since I've seen some of you, While others, I've
been meeting on a weekly basis... Anyway, I was recently reminded of
the memorable times when I had the honor to lead a wonderful squad. I
recall with joy our times of triumph, and reflect, with humility and
wisdom, on our losses which had bonded us as close as the gruelling
hours we've shared in the JCRC room.
As I looked through my RETINAs, at the SATIRE of our lives, my friend
REGINA reminded me to write to my comrades of old, to honor their valor
and to sing of sTORIES untold. Thus it fills me with great pride to pay
homage to old JACK WAND, wizen tamer of the BOAs, MOAs, YAKs and DZHOs.
So without further ado, praise be to good old Jack!
J
- to JOY, who 'whined' and dined in the JCRC room; who obediently came after swimming trainings only to find out she could not skip the test....
- to JIALING, who is still in the team, keeping the torch alive and
whom I've never heard speak more than 10 words at once ...
- to JARED, who had a fine start, missed one season and has the tough
job now of filling in the shoes of the greatest captain ever...
- to JUNXIONG, who gave tremendous support in the past; who is
currently being called up for international duty and who will probably
sleep with the word list for the next few nights...
A
- to AILEENA, who spent 5 nights a week in the JCRC room; who gave
WILI and JOY an unforgetable lesson; who won more games than me the
last time round and who meets up with me every week...
C
- to CHUAN TECK, the one and only, who played 5 games at once; who
was rec. player of the year like me; who meets me weekly and without
whom the silver would not be possible...
K
- to KENNY, who surpassed his captain, who put in tons of effort and
who was my partner, vice-capt, comrade and opponent...
- to KEVIN, who gave a good account of himself, who bought champagne
for the team and who is leaving for seattle (Bon Voyage!) and the team
in the lurch...
W
- to WILI, who was on time for trainings, who came after basketball
trainings and risked freezing to death...
- to WEIYI, who was a great captain, who built a strong foundation and
who taught me well...
A
- to AMANDA, who made milo, split milo and trained at the same time;
who fell sick and played only 2 games for all her effort and who is
training for hall and country still...
N
- to NAZRUL, who partnered me on our virgin run, who helped break in the
juniors and added warm corny laughter to the chilly nights...
D
- to DAPHNE aka DETSY, who held the line with her weird antics, who
knows words no one can pronounce; who pronounces words no one knows;
and who talks to herself repeatedly during competition when the rules say no talking is
allowed...
- to DARYL, who says things people have no response to, who perservered
and did his part for the team last time round, and who has not been
training much this time round... haha
I salute you all... May your christmas be filled with so much food and
alcohol that you can only drunkedly sputter nonsense like paua.. luau..
unau.. unai.. urea.. emeu.. ainee.. haole.. miaou.. wahahaha
May everyone awake from the stupor fresh and filled with vigor, to go
into the new year screaming the the only warcry we know.... EUOI!!!!
Best Regards,
Joon Leng
PS: EUOI is a valid word. perhaps the only 4-letter word comprising all vowels.. and it carries the meaning of an African warcry...
The difficulty is not that great to die for a friend, the hard part is finding a friend worth dying for. ~ Henry Home
Highlight of my day? rather unexpectedly i receive this email from an old friend of mine.. soeone i got to know few years back from the old Hall 3 where we used to play scrabble together.. He'd graduated last year but even this small piece of effort to keep in touch is indeed warming especially in this kind of weather..
Perhaps one of the most charismatic captain and a friend i've known.. he had an uncanny ability to motivate, and bring out the best in you merely in the form of speech/writings. Creative and impactful... oh and did i mention his gf(ex-s) are all incredibly beautiful. haha oh well.. this is the email he sent... FYI those caps words like satire, regina etc are all sets used in scrabble game... if you encounter one in a game lady luck is smiling at you.. a couple in one game, and she's probably stroking your hair.. haha anyway... this is a tribute to a remarkable captain..
Dear Scrabbies and Jack Wand,
It has been a long time since I've seen some of you, While others, I've
been meeting on a weekly basis... Anyway, I was recently reminded of
the memorable times when I had the honor to lead a wonderful squad. I
recall with joy our times of triumph, and reflect, with humility and
wisdom, on our losses which had bonded us as close as the gruelling
hours we've shared in the JCRC room.
As I looked through my RETINAs, at the SATIRE of our lives, my friend
REGINA reminded me to write to my comrades of old, to honor their valor
and to sing of sTORIES untold. Thus it fills me with great pride to pay
homage to old JACK WAND, wizen tamer of the BOAs, MOAs, YAKs and DZHOs.
So without further ado, praise be to good old Jack!
J
- to JOY, who 'whined' and dined in the JCRC room; who obediently came after swimming trainings only to find out she could not skip the test....
- to JIALING, who is still in the team, keeping the torch alive and
whom I've never heard speak more than 10 words at once ...
- to JARED, who had a fine start, missed one season and has the tough
job now of filling in the shoes of the greatest captain ever...
- to JUNXIONG, who gave tremendous support in the past; who is
currently being called up for international duty and who will probably
sleep with the word list for the next few nights...
A
- to AILEENA, who spent 5 nights a week in the JCRC room; who gave
WILI and JOY an unforgetable lesson; who won more games than me the
last time round and who meets up with me every week...
C
- to CHUAN TECK, the one and only, who played 5 games at once; who
was rec. player of the year like me; who meets me weekly and without
whom the silver would not be possible...
K
- to KENNY, who surpassed his captain, who put in tons of effort and
who was my partner, vice-capt, comrade and opponent...
- to KEVIN, who gave a good account of himself, who bought champagne
for the team and who is leaving for seattle (Bon Voyage!) and the team
in the lurch...
W
- to WILI, who was on time for trainings, who came after basketball
trainings and risked freezing to death...
- to WEIYI, who was a great captain, who built a strong foundation and
who taught me well...
A
- to AMANDA, who made milo, split milo and trained at the same time;
who fell sick and played only 2 games for all her effort and who is
training for hall and country still...
N
- to NAZRUL, who partnered me on our virgin run, who helped break in the
juniors and added warm corny laughter to the chilly nights...
D
- to DAPHNE aka DETSY, who held the line with her weird antics, who
knows words no one can pronounce; who pronounces words no one knows;
and who talks to herself repeatedly during competition when the rules say no talking is
allowed...
- to DARYL, who says things people have no response to, who perservered
and did his part for the team last time round, and who has not been
training much this time round... haha
I salute you all... May your christmas be filled with so much food and
alcohol that you can only drunkedly sputter nonsense like paua.. luau..
unau.. unai.. urea.. emeu.. ainee.. haole.. miaou.. wahahaha
May everyone awake from the stupor fresh and filled with vigor, to go
into the new year screaming the the only warcry we know.... EUOI!!!!
Best Regards,
Joon Leng
PS: EUOI is a valid word. perhaps the only 4-letter word comprising all vowels.. and it carries the meaning of an African warcry...
The difficulty is not that great to die for a friend, the hard part is finding a friend worth dying for. ~ Henry Home
escape back to reality at 22.12.06
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Haha so my seduction style is an arm chair.. haha so al i got to do is sit and wait.. come to Papa.. haha.. then again it sounds so dark it creep me out... now i'm scared of myself...
Gee... i'm bad. so very bad..
Stay away for your own safety..
Someone.. anyone.. cleanse me.. :P
An empty head is not really empty; it is stuffed with rubbish. Hence the difficulty of forcing anything into it. ~ Eric Hoffer
Gee... i'm bad. so very bad..
Stay away for your own safety..
Someone.. anyone.. cleanse me.. :P
An empty head is not really empty; it is stuffed with rubbish. Hence the difficulty of forcing anything into it. ~ Eric Hoffer
escape back to reality at 19.12.06
escape back to reality at 19.12.06