tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81834351390864808222024-03-14T23:54:53.049+08:00A Moment with Me...SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.comBlogger843125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-53153775882142829512011-07-18T22:22:00.001+08:002011-07-18T22:22:47.969+08:00Quite sadly, the most discouraging words heard are often from a place called Home.SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-52625647289475201732011-07-10T02:42:00.000+08:002011-07-10T02:42:54.204+08:00经过那熟悉的路,突然又想起你. A year on. How time flies...SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-24852688046825808492011-04-20T23:17:00.002+08:002011-04-20T23:17:57.698+08:00Missing the one who was never technologically savvy. Not 18yrs ago, not even till today...SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-9555506356675695362011-03-16T16:05:00.001+08:002011-03-16T16:05:19.918+08:00Messages that made my day"Thanks for being my friend too! U really made an impact in my life:) haha oh man still remember those old days! And i rem how u thought me to meditate on the word of God.. Rom 15:13. Lol"<br />
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"Woo... It's ok. Well, thk u for keeping e faith n fighting the good fight, although we r all busy nowadays, having our own life n such, no longer like youth with so much of free time, but I'm always encouraged to see each other in church. Serving the Lord together! =)"<br />
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"*HUGS* my super enduring friend whom put up with so much of my nonsense all these yrs.. & still love me for who I m.."SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-42771300004831769522011-03-11T02:48:00.001+08:002011-03-11T02:48:22.917+08:00PursueTo pursue life<br />
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To pursue love<br />
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To pursue everything that matters<br />
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To pursue HimSabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-45299553536206726352011-03-10T22:40:00.000+08:002011-03-10T22:40:33.586+08:00Something I heard from a HK drama on TV女人,可以为了一个男人放弃全世界<br />
但男人却可以为了得到全世界,放弃一个女人<br />
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So true, so true...SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-61352538198060910612011-03-01T13:11:00.001+08:002011-03-01T23:23:54.224+08:00Numbers do make a differenceI'm turning flaky (thankfully not on my head). Itchy and dry skin all over. Putting my elbows on tables are as hazardous as falling down to me now. Either my elbows are drying up fast, or else my head is getting heavier.<br />
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BIG SIGH.SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-39169192694184544862011-02-28T22:49:00.000+08:002011-02-28T22:49:55.273+08:00<span style="font-size: xx-small;">面对着你,我真的有点累了。</span><br />
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Can we no longer stay in the theme park? Other than the fact that there are many many more rides in there other than the rollercoaster, the crux of the matter is, that life is not all about staying in theme parks. <br />
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The many journeys that you have ahead of you, are all awaiting for you outside there.<br />
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So please. Move out of the theme park. Get off the rollercoaster.SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-62331761399451973602011-02-28T22:37:00.000+08:002011-02-28T22:37:12.905+08:00Random Lyrics“分得够狠 你才有借口钻身”<br />
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“如果要走 请你记得我。 如果难过 请你忘了我。”SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-1526918043818303452011-02-26T13:55:00.001+08:002011-02-26T13:55:48.788+08:00Many times, I feel more concern and love from non-believers than our fellow brothers and sisters. Something that I have always wanted to find out why. Even I cannot explain why. <br />
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But one thing I can understand, and that is why many choose to turn to the "outside" and not their "family". It's time for us to do something about it. <br />
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We have what they are looking for, what the world doesn't have. Just that often we misrepresent Him. Let Him shine through, and hide our ugly character away, would you?SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-54641830269542601922011-02-25T01:10:00.002+08:002011-02-25T01:10:29.780+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;">The flood of memories</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: x-small;">Memories of the heart</span></div>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-48028504178592249772011-02-23T22:33:00.000+08:002011-02-23T22:33:05.457+08:00The "new" generation of the Older generationNowadays I seemed to have "lost" to the "older" generation in terms of certain things. Mentalities and even phrases of speech. Below are real life examples that I have encountered (so far):<br />
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1) The using of WTH <br />
Eg. The doc anyhow say one, say my bones degenerating. WTH man he! <br />
[I'm still revving to come to terms with this. Because even I myself have not used this in my speech before...]<br />
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2) Not married but stays with the significant other at the age of 50++<br />
[Wide-eyed amazed that the older-older generation can accept that...]<br />
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3) Having more types and quantity of face masks in the fridge than me.<br />
[Self-explanatory]<br />
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I guess as time goes by, the list will get longer as I start to ponder once again. Have I "aged" before my time?SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-338185592738640672011-02-19T00:51:00.000+08:002011-02-19T00:51:43.570+08:00田馥甄 - 寂寞寂寞就好<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/kKZ-mSVM8VA?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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还是原来那个我<br />
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hai shi yuan lai na ge wo<br />
不过流掉几公升泪所以变瘦<br />
bu guo liao diao ji gong shen lei suo yi bian shou<br />
对着镜子我承诺<br />
dui zhe jing zi wo cheng nuo<br />
迟早我会还这张脸一堆笑容<br />
chi zao wo hui hai zhe zhang lian yi tui xiang rong<br />
不算什么 爱错就爱错<br />
bu xuan shen me ai cuo jiu ai cuo<br />
早点认错 早一点解脱<br />
zao dian ren cuo zao yi dian jie duo<br />
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我寂寞寂寞就好<br />
wo ji mo ji mo jiu hao<br />
这时候谁都别来安慰 拥抱<br />
zhe shi hou shei dou bie lai an wei yong bao<br />
就让我一个人去痛到<br />
jiu rang wo yi ge ren qu tong dao<br />
受不了想到 快疯掉 死不了就还好<br />
shou bu liao xiang dao kuai feng diao si bu liao jiu hai hao<br />
我寂寞寂寞就好<br />
wo ji mo ji mo jiu hao<br />
你真的不用来我回忆里微笑<br />
ni zhen de bu yong lai wo hui yi li wei xiao<br />
我就不相信我会笨到<br />
wo jiu bu xiang xing wo hui ben dao<br />
忘不了赖着 不放掉<br />
wang bu liao lai zhe bu fang diao<br />
人本来就寂寞的 借来的都该还掉<br />
ren ben lai jiu ji mo de jie lai de dou gai huan diao<br />
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我总会把你戒掉 Oh WU Oh<br />
wo zhong hui ba ni jie diao oh wu oh<br />
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还是原来那个你<br />
hai shi yuan lai na ge ni<br />
是我自己做梦你又改变什么<br />
shi wo zi ji zuo meng ni you gai bian shen me<br />
再多的爱也没用<br />
zai duo de ai ye mei yong<br />
每个人要每个人的孽障因果<br />
mei ge ren yao mei ge ren de nie zhang yin guo<br />
会有什么 什么都没有<br />
hui you shen me shen me dou mei you<br />
早点看破 才看得见以后 OH<br />
zao dian kan po cai kan de jian yi hou OH<br />
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我寂寞寂寞就好<br />
wo ji mo ji mo jiu hao<br />
这时候谁来都别来安慰拥抱<br />
zhe shi hou shei dou bie lai an wei yong bao<br />
就让我一个人去痛到<br />
jiu rang wo yi ge ren qu tong dao<br />
受不了想到快疯掉 死不了就还好<br />
shou bu liao xiang dao kuai feng diao si bu liao jiu hai hao<br />
我寂寞寂寞就好<br />
wo ji mo ji mo jiu hao<br />
你真的不用来我回忆里微笑<br />
ni zhen de bu yong lai wo hui yi li wei xiao<br />
我就不相信我会笨到<br />
wo jiu bu xiang xing wo hui ben dao<br />
忘不了赖着 不放掉<br />
wang bu liao lai zhe bu fang diao<br />
人本来就寂寞的 我总会把你戒掉<br />
ren ben lai jiu ji mo de wo zhong hui ba ni jie diaoSabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-31701502220075330272011-02-18T13:43:00.001+08:002011-02-18T13:45:34.763+08:00小虎 不只是朋友Heard this the other day on tv, an old song that I grew up listening to...<br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你身邊的女人總是美麗 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你追逐的愛情總是遊戲</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">在你的眼裡 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">我是你可以對飲言歡的朋友</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你從不吝嗇催促我分享你的快樂</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你開心的時候總是揮霍 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你失意的片刻總是沉默</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">在你的眼裡 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">我是你可以依靠傾吐的朋友</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你從不忘記提醒我分擔你的寂寞</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你從不知道我想做的不只是朋友</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">還想有那麼一點點溫柔的嬌縱</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">你從不知道我想做的不只是朋友</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">還想有那麼一點點自私的佔有</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">想做你不變的戀人 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">想做你一世的牽掛</span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">想做你不只是朋友 </span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-size: large;">喔...喔...</span>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-20842653268179474432011-02-15T01:07:00.002+08:002011-02-15T01:07:36.503+08:00The degradation of values in our world today (quoted from an advert on the mrt):<br />
"Commitment is for those without options"SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-44709534349443659252011-02-15T01:01:00.000+08:002011-02-15T01:01:16.147+08:0012 Feb 2011A day of insignificance to many. After all, what is it in comparison to today, 14 Feb 2011?<br />
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But that infortunately marks the date that I would never see the following words in the same light again: drop dead, Roland restaurant.<br />
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What started off as a call to locate someone that is kinda related to us but not seen and only heard of for more than 20 years turned out to be an event that would change things forever. <br />
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From frantic search to relief that she is found (so that the trip to the hospital would not be necessary), to unbelief and then denial, and finally to reality sinking in at the hospital eventually. All these happened within a span of less than 4 hours. The night marked the 3rd or perhaps 4th time we all saw our cousin; in all her 18years of age.<br />
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Would the departure bring about a reconciliation? Or would things stay the same, just with one less person around during gatherings and whose absence is felt much more? The hearty laughter, the choir / chinese orchestral stories have unexpectedly ceased prematurely on this 10th day of the lunar new year.<br />
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Someone that would be dearly missed and always remembered - Uncle Victor<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihIid49gZQ3VBnhyMqBcuDzEzWa9MWkGkC1Mp-u4ihZejZXlO50-zvciGgdEMH3F4TLskIWdwXU0yWaTGdV5TBSvcbPbo4tv-Iq1cuxQIAj2yzjAZYvi2f1EaJSgKboxm4mvfUE030IL4/s1600/P2040666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" h5="true" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihIid49gZQ3VBnhyMqBcuDzEzWa9MWkGkC1Mp-u4ihZejZXlO50-zvciGgdEMH3F4TLskIWdwXU0yWaTGdV5TBSvcbPbo4tv-Iq1cuxQIAj2yzjAZYvi2f1EaJSgKboxm4mvfUE030IL4/s320/P2040666.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div align="center">The last (almost) full family photo</div>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-15311234076111875932011-02-13T01:07:00.000+08:002011-02-13T01:07:33.117+08:00The fragility of life. Who would have thought. Sigh.SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-1807532810404641942011-02-11T02:25:00.001+08:002011-02-11T02:27:21.721+08:00Have a Little Faith by Mitch Albom"Faith is about doing. You are how you act, not just how you believe."<br />
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"When you come to the end, that's where God begins."<br />
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"It is far more comforting to think God listened and said no, than to think that nobody's out there."<br />
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"Because the word 'commitment' has lost its meaning. I'm old enough to remember when it used to be positive. A committed person was someone to be admired. He wad loyal and steady. Now a commitment was something you avoid. You don't want to tie yourself down. It's the same with faith, by the way. We don't want to get stuck having to go services all the time, or having to follow all the rules. We don't want to commit to God. We'll take Him when we need Him, or when things are going good. But real commitment? That requires staying power - in faih and in marriage."<br />
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"Because when the world quiets to the sound of your own breathing, we all want the same things: comfort, love and a peaceful heart."SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-37901446552449322322011-02-09T22:44:00.000+08:002011-02-09T22:44:09.164+08:00I would very much like to<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I finally went for my <em>FIRST</em> jog of 2011 today. Long overdue but well....</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Just a thought that crossed my mind seeing all the kids ending school in the evening and the parents picking them up: I would very much like to do that for my kid next time.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">My parent have never picked me up after school before. Not in pre-school, kindergarden, primary school nor the others. My dearest nanny picked my up from pre-school and kindergarden. The school bus picked me up in lower primary. I went home myself from upper primary onwards. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Seeing how the parents / grandparents / maid picked the kids up just now, I was kinda envious of them. No one used to carry my bag for me, no one except me and occassionally the maid we used to have.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I wanna grow up together with my children next time. To see them through the different stages in life. The many times I told myself, the many statements that were said to me, "I will never ever say that to my children next time." To not treat them as a money plant.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">From Have a Little Faith (paraphrased):</span><br />
<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Do you think that your parents are perfect, or do they need improvement? They are not perfect since no one is, but neither do they need improvement.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">What do you think?</span>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-70099442601966800632011-02-09T02:04:00.003+08:002011-02-09T02:06:36.144+08:00Beyond comprehensionSo many months have passed but yet it's still a raw spot... When oh when... =/SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-73975615429891719202011-02-02T01:08:00.000+08:002011-02-02T01:08:26.333+08:00Life<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">As I was playing with my new toy these few days, I realised that our life is very much like a "role-playing" game. You know how some games put you through certain scenarios or story lines and then let you choose the responses and then wire the other characters and next few scenes according to the response? I feel that life in essence is the same thing.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">We live through life going through various "situations", we choose the various "responses" and then people around us will respons accordingly to whatever we say and do. And things happen according to our responses as well. According to our responses, people form a mental picture of us - so either their impression gets better (+ve points in the game) or worse (-ve points in the game). </span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">And we know the aim of the game, let's say to get through to "High School" with good grades (romance is a plus if we can impress the right character) or to solve a "Murder Mystery". So accordingly, we choose hoping that it is the right response which will lead us to the "right" ending.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">The only difference? The game that I play gives me a score at the end of each "chapter" so that I know where I stand and whether I am still "in the league" of attaining the desired ending. But life doesn't. The game allows me to "replay" my "chapter" should I feel that I did not perform as well as I should, giving me the hindsight that my earlier responses were not so correct for some of the scenarios. But life doesn't.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">However. We all do have something that helps us in this little "game" that we play, called life. And that is my little black book and The Gentleman.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I need to learn to lean on them more daily. So that even though there are no "replays" in this "game" we play, I know I will still "play" it the right way - with their help.</span>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-77451148265450830842011-01-27T13:16:00.000+08:002011-01-27T13:16:36.275+08:00Living a life of your ownYou have never proved me wrong time and again. I wonder always, when will you stop following what your friends are doing and start living instead, a life of your own. But then again, I guess this leads to the natural progression of life. Isn't that where life is leading all of us to anyway? Perhaps.<br />
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I hope that before The Day arrives, you would have learnt to stand on your own 2 feet. <br />
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Our friends are here to support us through in life, not for us to follow their paths mindlessly (not that we do not have our own brains). <br />
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So please, stop being THAT lazy and start using that thing that sits in the big head of yours.SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-35587020136743016812011-01-25T01:09:00.003+08:002011-01-25T01:10:48.281+08:00clothes for my ipod touch<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg49wVz622_2G63C1ZqrmjO86hli0ZwptJMsqV6P2B2V4fTV0jnsWNBtg8AxbsNPFYTN6NQXTXea_bso6ufoBPDDXHSEHDzQ2NpfNBKQgyiUQU7SBD5ihr19WAuGle8gJXA9K-J_9rjQ2U/s1600/ipod+touch+cover.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565801006936940930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg49wVz622_2G63C1ZqrmjO86hli0ZwptJMsqV6P2B2V4fTV0jnsWNBtg8AxbsNPFYTN6NQXTXea_bso6ufoBPDDXHSEHDzQ2NpfNBKQgyiUQU7SBD5ihr19WAuGle8gJXA9K-J_9rjQ2U/s400/ipod+touch+cover.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>SabWong just bought clothes for "SabWong"!!! It only costs S$2.79!!!!!! On ebay.</div>SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-28764069834135100622011-01-24T23:46:00.002+08:002011-01-25T00:06:47.084+08:00The 2 worldsFor the 2 of us born in the same year, in the same month and just 17days apart:<br /><br /><strong>Scenario 1</strong><br />J: So what do you intend to buy for your frds?<br />S: I dunno.<br />J: Then it will be quite hard to find something rite?<br />S: No. I dun need to know what I want to get them to buy mah, I already have the budget. I will find something nice within my budget.<br />J: Ooookie. Usually I decide what to buy 1st, then find that thing within my budget...<br /><br /><strong>Scenario 2</strong><br />S: See this pair of shoes that I have? I'm trying to wear them out<br />J: So that you can buy a new pair?<br />S: I already bought a new pair! =)<br />J: Ooookie.<br />S: Which gal will wait until the shoes are spoilt to buy a new one? We buy a new one when they are almost spoilt! =)SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8183435139086480822.post-73170919005778622862011-01-24T23:45:00.001+08:002011-01-24T23:46:45.673+08:00Just a thoughtWould you say 'yes' to a guy who would kneel before you, but not before the Lord?SabWonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06348794976383193058noreply@blogger.com0