blink blink blink
543689 days and nights later
a line appears

breathe in, breathe out.
94637204758s later
another few lines appear

and then theres no stopping them
each crease telling a different story
a story for the people that come after
some hide secrets
some hide moments of embarassment

others tell the story of a great man
someone who made a difference in my life
and perhaps the life of many others

i guess we can’t ever stop the hands of time. age does catch up. even with you dad.

3 Hours, 2 Days, 1 Mission. Finally. I’m done. No. We’re done. Yes. Both Fabian and I.

Have I ever mentioned that sometimes, just sometimes, we need a mentor in life? Someone to help kick our ass, shout at us, raise the bar? Someone who’d put the niceties aside and tell us brutally that we suck. Someone who’d run around Singapore with you at 5am in the morning from bus stop to bus stop throwing flyers/posters/banners.

It truly is a case of the mastering appearing when the student is ready. I guess I’m finally ready. Ready to kick some butt.

Also, thanks to my dearest for standing by me and putting up with my nonsense over the last week. I know its been tough. Thanks to Adam for letting me bounce ideas off him. And of course, thanks to the big guy himself.

It’s finally done!!

i had a chance to notice something really awesome in action 3 days ago. in fact, i think its so awesome that i think i should write it down and share it with you.

i was queuing up a couple of days ago at a bank waiting to carry out some transactions. (what i was doing there really isn’t important… really!) just about 7 people in front of me, i notice this lady pulling this black metallic looking trolley behind her. I couldnt tell immediately what she was lugging inside but it sure did look heavy.

when it was finally her turn (about 15 minutes later… i was still 7 people behind her… damn) i saw her lift 1 of the huge bags onto the counter. the lady at the counter stares at her, apparently in disbelief. i couldnt tell what that expression was. and this lady proceeds to say, id like to get these coins banked in.

can you imagine that? a huge black and white GNC plastic bag filled up with coins. im guessing she probably had somewhere close to 2000 - 3000 dollars in that bag!

when it was finally my turn, the other cashier was still busy emptying the coins into the machine! get this… it was a bag full of mainly $1 coins! (wtf?!)

im guessing she was probably banking on behalf or her daughter/son who faithfully put aside one dollar coins a day. powerful ain’t it? hes probably 10 or something with more than $2000 in savings. keep that up and hes going to end up with somewhere close to 10 grand when hes 20. perfect for a dollar a day.

whoever said size mattered was probably a moron to begin with.

watching you run by
with that cheerful gleam in your eyes
it makes me wonder
how i could miss
the love you always had for me

sitting there, head throbbing,
shoulders aching, tummy growling,
i find myself thinking
“i really love this girl so much”

mushy. i know.

ohmigoodness… i just realised that it’s almost been like a month since I last wrote… shame on you jeremy… and shame on the rest of you for not reminding me!

this isn’t going to be a post about magic, this isn’t going to be a post about Harry Potter and neither is this going to be a post about Sinbad (that’s the Open Seasame dude rite?) there’s probably going to be a thousand and one other things this post isn’t going to be about… so why don’t i just get to the point already…

“A master will appear when the student is ready…”
“Seek ye not my friend, answers will come when the mind is ready…”

sometimes we go searching for answers in life not knowing where to look, how to look or even what to look out for! but sometimes, all we have to do is take a breather and let it look for us… pretty deep isn’t it? (well it better be cos i don’t even know what i mean!)

had a couple of things i wanted to write about before but age really isn’t being kind to me… so till next time then.

out.