Friday, December 25, 2009

A simple life

Read an email forwarded by Uncle David Wong:


A boat is docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village. A tourist complimented the local fishermen on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.


"Not very long," they answered in unison.



"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"
The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.


"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"



"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children, and take siestas with our wives.


In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. We have a full life."


The tourist interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."


"And after that?"


"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one
and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man,
you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant.
You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."


"How long would that take?"


"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the tourist.


"And after that?"


"Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting, " answered the tourist, laughing.
"When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"


"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.


"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."


“That’s what we are doing now!” replied the fishermen.



And the moral of this story is: Know where you're going in life. You may already be there!

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

i am more than just six-pack abs and i want something more than muscle - wisdom. (Ecclesiastes 9:13-18).

Saturday, November 7, 2009

I understand when single guys look at girls, but not when guys already attached look at other girls. They don't deserve their girlfriends.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Had a tiring but tremendous experience being filmed by and working with 1-22 Production Crew this week. I hope everything turns out well!

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Looking at how complicated the medical conditions of my PES C recruits are, i can't help but be thankful to God for my physical well-being.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

My first time cycling to the western part of Singapore today. Brushed against a coach along Bukit Timah Road. A couple of abrasions added.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Great worship and great sermon in church today. 

"There're places in God's heart where I haven't been, and I wanna go there."
 - Jamie Harris

Thursday, October 1, 2009

My last 3 days of September on Pulau Tioman

Snorkeling was the highlight of the trip but traveling and cam-whoring with 12 other guys using 10 cameras were the main activities throughout the entire trip right from the start till the end.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Merit Punishment

The irony of doing well the things you get 'arrowed' to do is you get 'arrowed' to do more things, and the vicious cycle goes on and on ...

#MeritPunishment

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Cycling past memorable places

Just came back from cycling at nearby neighbourhoods.

Went past Catholic High School, my alma-mater and Ministry of Education Language Centre (MOELC) where i studied Malay as a 3rd Language.
Many memories flashed through my mind as i slowed down my speed.
Memories of my early teenage days of green shorts and hirsute legs.

Then on my way back home, i cycled past St. Andrew's Junior College, another alma mater.
Reminded of my late teenage days of blue-white-striped ties and painful braces.

What a nice way to spend my day off ...