"Aye for the Chinese New Year, the abundance prosperity & Good times ahead!!!"
23:58PM At 2 minutes before midnight, started to let off the paperpao. Only we 2 were at home. Dad & Mom took the unusual step to cruise around the BDC flyover area, just out 5 minutes ago. ??? Probably enjoying their patou time at the golden age.
00:00AM Rain rain rain a little. BOBOBOBOBBOMMMMMMMM, the noise was louder than usual due to we letting 'em rip hanging under the car park roof to avoid getting wet.
The whole neighbourhood was all lite up and ready for the climax, this year seems like all the big taukehs earned a lot, so we hoi polloi get to enjoy their money rocketed up to the heavens and bursting into colourful flames with noise as loud as thunder, end up we all being blessed by their smoke.
Watched the TV until around 3am, it is the duty of children to sleep late on Chinese Lunar New Year's eve.
8AM??? Sometime in the morning, heard the noise of Lion Dance, and doze off again.
11:30AM WOke up still in a daze. My cousins & aunties had already started visiting around 10am. After catching up their stories from my dad, we had lunch. Oh yeah, the first of my outdoor activity was letting off a sparrow, it flew away happily, hope its parents are near to guide it how to fly higher, survive, prosper...
Took in the morning coffee with the afternoon lunch soup. Then it's back to ZZZzzz. :D
"Happy Chinese New Year 2012! Dragon Slayer, here I come!!" :D
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Monday, January 23, 2012
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
20110201: Usagi!!! Usagi!!! (Wabbit! Wabbit!)
"Usagi !!! Usagi !!!", this is year of rabbit and another chapter of my existence on this planet earth. :P
I'm in Kuching. It's 2.16 am in the morning, and I'm still up. New year's not the same without sleepless nights like this. chuckle..
Ya... & checking facebook status & replying & poking people too. Haha...I've been quite adamant in protecting my fingers seeing dad's messed up fingers. Luckily I didn't saw off my left index finger while doing last minute woodwork just now (Onitofo...)
Preparing also clothing for New Year, felt relieved this year, somewhat. Comforting knowing that I'm shielded from unpleasantries tomorrow evening. Not that I'm not keen to handle it. "Bla.. me!" blatantly.
My room is still a mess as I manuever through it like the front lawn. Well, still a long way to go from completion, but I'm pretty confident that the mess will be gone come CNY morning. :D sort of a Santa TPK (Tua Pek Kong or another) mentality maybe.
Last minute clean-up procrastination seems to be a normal phenomena as long as I can remember. Usually things last until reunion dinner. CNY (Chinese New Year) is not the same without hectic disorientation like this.
It's a relief to be able to cherish memories of minor urusei-ness (noisy) like this. :p
Home is the best learning place for understanding our roots, and also the history and previous generation and how they made us who we are today. In past years, I usually used this time to do resolutions and stuffs, but this year, I'm going to CHANCE it & ACCEPT things as they come along. Like the saying, when life throw your cure ball, when life give you lemon, etc. Live life as 2012 as possible.
When i was younger, I get sick on the first day of CNY, then I slept through the whole morning :-p, sometime throughout the day until to the 2nd day, come to think of it, it's sort of solitary confinement. Now... I think I know why I do not feel the anguish or anxiety felt by others during a faraway from home CNY.
Poking people at 3.08am in facebook seems to be on the menu of fun these days. kekeke...
Still haven't finish my cup of coffee, hah another 11 minutes 8 seconds to go.
Oh well, Minor habits to reconsider:
1) Use pencil to write (many pencil lying around found during house cleaning)
2) Wear glove when handling things
3) Let the temperament flair
4) recycle rubbish into gold
5) Waking up early, preparing and getting ready
6) pickup, do, until finish, put down.
7) Sort of pick up where you left off
5:28 time to ZZZ
I'm in Kuching. It's 2.16 am in the morning, and I'm still up. New year's not the same without sleepless nights like this. chuckle..
Ya... & checking facebook status & replying & poking people too. Haha...I've been quite adamant in protecting my fingers seeing dad's messed up fingers. Luckily I didn't saw off my left index finger while doing last minute woodwork just now (Onitofo...)
Preparing also clothing for New Year, felt relieved this year, somewhat. Comforting knowing that I'm shielded from unpleasantries tomorrow evening. Not that I'm not keen to handle it. "Bla.. me!" blatantly.
My room is still a mess as I manuever through it like the front lawn. Well, still a long way to go from completion, but I'm pretty confident that the mess will be gone come CNY morning. :D sort of a Santa TPK (Tua Pek Kong or another) mentality maybe.
Last minute clean-up procrastination seems to be a normal phenomena as long as I can remember. Usually things last until reunion dinner. CNY (Chinese New Year) is not the same without hectic disorientation like this.
It's a relief to be able to cherish memories of minor urusei-ness (noisy) like this. :p
Home is the best learning place for understanding our roots, and also the history and previous generation and how they made us who we are today. In past years, I usually used this time to do resolutions and stuffs, but this year, I'm going to CHANCE it & ACCEPT things as they come along. Like the saying, when life throw your cure ball, when life give you lemon, etc. Live life as 2012 as possible.
When i was younger, I get sick on the first day of CNY, then I slept through the whole morning :-p, sometime throughout the day until to the 2nd day, come to think of it, it's sort of solitary confinement. Now... I think I know why I do not feel the anguish or anxiety felt by others during a faraway from home CNY.
Poking people at 3.08am in facebook seems to be on the menu of fun these days. kekeke...
Still haven't finish my cup of coffee, hah another 11 minutes 8 seconds to go.
Oh well, Minor habits to reconsider:
1) Use pencil to write (many pencil lying around found during house cleaning)
2) Wear glove when handling things
3) Let the temperament flair
4) recycle rubbish into gold
5) Waking up early, preparing and getting ready
6) pickup, do, until finish, put down.
7) Sort of pick up where you left off
5:28 time to ZZZ
Saturday, July 3, 2010
20100703: Greying Days
People will grow old, that's a fact. In general, people do not want to grow old. Since the beginning of time, we have been told fairy tale stories of the fountain of youth & elixir of life. Even in the media of present days, old age seems to be a taboo, people want to feel young and continue to live forever.
Good health should come before wealth, but these days, that doesn't seems to be the case anymore. The value of human is measure by wealthat we show people & teaching of books such as "Rich Dad Poor Dad" phenomenal hype. I started to think of this when I saw the number plate "SH4H" in an up scale Sg neighbourhood. Is that really a arabian shah in the car? Looks likely but uncertain, all caucasian looks the same in Sg due to blending into the landscape.
Anyway, one day life ends and what ever great worldly things they had will be left behind.
Greying days (rainy gloom as I took the bus) in Sg, observe the food court auntie & uncle. I was killing time (about 1 hour of uncertainty; mind the pun) in a food court kopitiam. Ordered kaya toast set (orang kaya? mind the pun) with coffee since i'll be meeting my friend for dinner later. Most of the worker hired were above 50s (or so?). The services & speed were comparable to young people & they seems to be more serious in their work. One aunty walked pass me about 5 times to clean my table & cautiously checking whether I finished my coffee already. Didn't bother me at all as I understand this is their job. Everyone have their role to play in the kopitiam or in life. Sort of a pity that they could not enjoy the old age as my parents do. But at least they will get salary money on pay day, whether they'll be spending it is another matter.
It's up to them to clean up the food leftover on the table, seeing the leftover moving before my eyes, at that moment the story of "children in Africa got nothing to eat" invoke in my head. I knew they felt the same too but they cannot say anything to "not their grandchildren", probably already grown accustomed to the wastage in this age of abundance.
Hope they don't take it out on them when they meet their grand-children as it would only cause the opposite effect to children nowadays, & also lose whatever desired love that's is left.
Apparently it's better to work in an enclosed kopitiam rather than open air. A cleaning lady once rambled on & on about an old ahpek fellow worker who slipped, falled & had to be hospitalized for some time.
Often wondered where are their children? off to earn money? & do not care about what happened to them?
We'll all experience this in the future some day... that's LIFE ;-) but then again, we're living the present. Like the food in the trash that will be collected by the ton & processed into "black" fertilizer for the trees around the neighbourhood; when the time comes. it comes. I also wonder what it would be like another greying days.
(visual imagination based random blogging)
Good health should come before wealth, but these days, that doesn't seems to be the case anymore. The value of human is measure by wealthat we show people & teaching of books such as "Rich Dad Poor Dad" phenomenal hype. I started to think of this when I saw the number plate "SH4H" in an up scale Sg neighbourhood. Is that really a arabian shah in the car? Looks likely but uncertain, all caucasian looks the same in Sg due to blending into the landscape.
Anyway, one day life ends and what ever great worldly things they had will be left behind.
Greying days (rainy gloom as I took the bus) in Sg, observe the food court auntie & uncle. I was killing time (about 1 hour of uncertainty; mind the pun) in a food court kopitiam. Ordered kaya toast set (orang kaya? mind the pun) with coffee since i'll be meeting my friend for dinner later. Most of the worker hired were above 50s (or so?). The services & speed were comparable to young people & they seems to be more serious in their work. One aunty walked pass me about 5 times to clean my table & cautiously checking whether I finished my coffee already. Didn't bother me at all as I understand this is their job. Everyone have their role to play in the kopitiam or in life. Sort of a pity that they could not enjoy the old age as my parents do. But at least they will get salary money on pay day, whether they'll be spending it is another matter.
It's up to them to clean up the food leftover on the table, seeing the leftover moving before my eyes, at that moment the story of "children in Africa got nothing to eat" invoke in my head. I knew they felt the same too but they cannot say anything to "not their grandchildren", probably already grown accustomed to the wastage in this age of abundance.
Hope they don't take it out on them when they meet their grand-children as it would only cause the opposite effect to children nowadays, & also lose whatever desired love that's is left.
Apparently it's better to work in an enclosed kopitiam rather than open air. A cleaning lady once rambled on & on about an old ahpek fellow worker who slipped, falled & had to be hospitalized for some time.
Often wondered where are their children? off to earn money? & do not care about what happened to them?
We'll all experience this in the future some day... that's LIFE ;-) but then again, we're living the present. Like the food in the trash that will be collected by the ton & processed into "black" fertilizer for the trees around the neighbourhood; when the time comes. it comes. I also wonder what it would be like another greying days.
(visual imagination based random blogging)
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