A whole bunch of stuff...

Right...since i'm back to my blooging ways, theres a whole bunch of stuff to be blogged about. First and foremost, 27th and 28th of Febuary, which hold significance not only as the last 2 days of the shortest month, but also because its my grandads and dads birthday respectively!

As such, i really should be writing something touching about the two graet influences in my life, but i'm really short on time...cuz i'm leaving back to sydney on thursday, and i've got things to do...ppl to meet...ahhh so much to do so little time...

Anyway, i'll be posting up just a few pictures of family genealogy to sort of show the lot that still read my blog (which will be a number following my shamelessly whoring my blog about my friends spaces), the many faces of my family.Hope ya'll enjoy. =) *click photos to enlarge*


grandpa: front and centre, dad: 2nd from left standing...From the picture its clear that i inherited my dumbo ears from this side of the family...












My aunts wedding.
Dads standing on the far left next to my grandma, Ok...those bellbottoms are realllllly pushing it.







ok grandad and grandma are still front and centre,
dad and mum are 1st and 2nd from the right.
and i'm sitting down, 2nd from the right...yes, the kid with the cocked head..










My grandma when she was younger...she looks pretty good actually...i miss her.






















Ok...thats the granma i grew up knowing...and thats my little brother...



The tiny kid up front is my brother...the really dark kid in the backgroud is me...yesyes...i know...i look thai/malay/indo...anything but chinese...







Thats all i got time for at the moment...i'll leave with a picture of my grandad...and the woman who was married to him for 58 years...a constant in his life till of late...a picture of the days of yore...Happy birthday akong..the first one in awhile without ah ma...but heres a picture of her for you.

I'm Back...

So the prodigal son returns...about time anyway, seeing as its been something around 4 months. Wouldn't want to lose my ever loyal readership now would I...=p Come to think of it, it is quite scary...its already 2 months into 2007 and it seems like a second ago i was in sydney...instead i'm getting ready to leave Malaysia and go back for 2nd year of uni...

Well...my previous post (4 months gone) was incredibly morbid...but such is life aye...so short...so sweet and yet when idiots (like myself) have all the opportunities around us...we let them float us by. To put things in perspective...life expectency is around 70-80 years. As such, if we live to maximum age...we've already lived one quarter of life...and thats *if* we live that long (mitigating circumstances aside).

Losing my grandma has made me realisethat life is short...and sometimes as humans its what drives us on from day to day...what spurs us on in all our endeavours...funny as it may sound, its actually fear of death...that life may end tommorow for many. Which is why sometimes living with reckless abandon is, i feel, the most fulfilling way of living life. The thing is...the only reason life is so sweet, is because its so short.

Hypothetically speaking, if you knew that the world was going to end in a month, you'd savour every moment wouldn't you? Do anything you ever wanted to do with narry a worry or care. The point i'm trying to make - in an extremely convoluted manner...please bear with me =p - is that even if the world doesn't end tommorow...it sure as hell is going to end at some point...for you if not for the world. And the thing is...why not live everyday like it were your last?

Now don't get me wrong...i'm not asking you to ditch all the long term goals and visions that you have...no...far from it. Instead all i'm saying is there should be a balance. If you live in constant fear that the sky is going to fall on your head and therefore should just bugger everything and live life the way *you* feel it should be lived, lets be honest...its just not conducive...particularly in contemporary society where its alllllll about the money (yes...the truth hurts).


Personally i am a person of extremes...therefore it is rather ironic that i'm talking about finding a balance.... I personally feel...work hard, play hard...9-5 head down in the books or nose to the grindstone...and after hours, do whatever the hell you want, whenever the hell you want. Just as long as you do it passionately with an unerring desire to be the best that you can be. Not be the best ever...but to fulfill your personal potential for yourself. If you work...be the best at working...and then when u wanna go out and party...be the best at partying..=p I'm sure many will disagree...but then...its just a matter of opinion and subjectivity.

So...find the balance...its not going to be easy...and even if you never find the "perfect" balance...just trying to do the most you can and quench the burning desires that you harbour within you is bound to bring you somewhere in the world...i hope. So go study hard...be the model student your parents want you to be (slow and steady)...while playing as much sport as you want(to get healthy)...and falling in love as hard as you want...telling the woman of your dreams that you are madly in love with her, take rejection like a man or embrace love with passion (Unless like me you leave next week-wouldn't be nice leaving her in a lurch). Bottomline, you do it your way, your style as long as *you* are happy. Amen to that.